Tarthar WillowMay Ranger~The High Protectress~
So .... you found your way here I see.Well sit by the fire and I shall tell you of things that are not of the temple.*Sighs as she gazes about over her chambers.*dressed in a long flowing white gown cut off the shoulder, at her hips rests a dagger wrapped in elven vines.
As a child my father, Lord Hodua married Tatana as you read in his journal. I was the second to the last of their children born, my sister, Alintra being the last and the cause of her death. Many years I grew up in this realm training, playing, besting boys and girls alike in contests for I was the High Elven Lord's daughter and had to excell at all things.
As I grew I learned Magic of Time from Malia's side. As all elven girls do, I was sent to the temple when I was 16 and learned what I had to for, I could learn no more at this time from my father nor my mother. Softly she smiles and shows you a portrate of her father Lord Hodua and herself as a young apprentice to the Temple.
As time went by I realised I was not ment at that time for a life of solitude and peace and quiet. I begged my father to permit me time among the royal guards so that I might see if my skills and heart lay within the sword and bow. Reluctantly he gave in not knowing I would over succeed where he thought I might fail.
Soon it came time for The Time of Mateing, and for me to choose among the young elves of my family, This I could not do for my heart claimed none of them. I asked my father for more time and to let me be sent to another forest, another realm to learn and explore, to come to see if there was another that could or would dare claim my heart. Agreeing he sent me forth to VtM. A wild realm and unrully but my speed and my skill levels where met, my craveing for adventure was met as well. I made friends with folks of many families. Oh what adventures there were to be had.Many turns of the moon did I live and play and frolic among them.....
*softly she sighs and walks to the terrece shakeing her head lightly.
*As she turns she looks to the sword that hangs out of her reach and in a frozen time.* I grew angry and discontented as time went by not so much bored but unhappy
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