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Last updated: 2/8/03
Evelyn looked around her. She knew she had been alone for the past hour but she couldn't help but feel like someone was watching her. The dark shadows under the trees of the Malcolar forest didn't help her suspicions. Even though Evelyn was waiting for someone to show up, she had a bad feeling about the place. Then she heard a noise, a definite thrashing around in the underbrush as she quickly turned to where the sound came from. She still couldn't see anything but she didn't look away. Suddenly a small creature crawled out; it looked pitiful, as though it hadn't had food or water for days. The only thing that kept Evelyn from running to its aid was the treachery of the forest. Some things in the forest were foul enough to play such cruel tricks on innocent beings. "Be you friend or foe?" She said in her magically enchanted voice. Evelyn had a way of making things tell the truth. The small beast cried out in a wail of agony and soon Evelyn ran to the beasts side. The animal had uttered the truth even though it couldn't speak. Evelyn thought of the food stored in the last village she had been to. Little had those people known that she could take whatever she wanted, even after she had left. She thought hard of the soft bread stored in their mills and suddenly a loaf appeared in her hands. A second later she was holding a jug of water. She had learned the trick when she was still a small child, and found it quite useful. The animal she sat beside was hardly larger than the measly dogs she had seen in the village. It was much cuter, however, than the pitiful animals the humans bred. The animal had the small and soft head of a fox, except the light brown hairs turned into a gentle gold on the tips. The paws, which were soft and padded, had a white 'sock' that dissolved into the golden brown of the rest of the animals' hide. The bushy tail tip also had a dusting of white. The somber brown eyes were hard to resist and the creature was soon eating out of Evelyn's hand. It looked as though it had just been weaned of its mother and wasn't able to fend for itself. Then a most surprising message came through to Evelyn's mind, 'Thanks be to thee.' "What?" She said out loud. 'You shall be my companion forever more, for thee has made the link.' "I don't understand, who are you?" Evelyn asked quizzically, "Well, I mean, what are you?" She added in more of an undertone. 'I am Decorith of the Fulcurnia Union. Who beith you?' Evelyn couldn't remember any Fulcurnia Union, let alone the single name that was presented. "That doesn't explain very much, I haven't even heard of that Union. What kind of creature are you?" 'The Fulcurnia Union is the nation of the magi safeguard. No more shall I tell you until you tell me your name.' Still puzzled by Decorith's odd explanation, she said, "My name is Evelyn, and I am a halfblood. My father was of elven blood and my mother was of unknown blood. The only reason I know I am a half blood is because I'm not full elven; although they couldn't figure out my other half. My mother died when I was an infant and my father refused to keep me, as I was only half-blooded. Enough of my blabbing, tell me more about yourself." 'I see now why you found me. Your mother was no ordinary person and neither are you. Your father shall regret making you leave for you are a magling, and one of very few. You posses all of the magical powers of both the elves and previous maglings.' "Maglings? I've never heard of that race. Is that why I've always been able to use other magics?" 'Your race is a very secret race, no one except for the maglings and the magi safeguard know that your people exist. You have too many powers for everyone to know about them. You have to...' Right at that moment the person Evelyn had been waiting for announced his arrival with a small *pop* and then was standing right next to her. Evelyn hated teleportation for that reason; no matter how prepared she was, she always jumped when someone appeared right next to her. Decorith didn't flee like Evelyn thought she would, but instead sat obediently at Evelyn's feet. Decorith barely came up to her knees. "Hello Cahin. What news have you brought?" Cahin had been a friend of Evelyn's since they were little kids and they trusted each other with their lives. Unlike Evelyn, Cahin was of full elven blood. He was of fairly high rank but when Evelyn had left they had to stop talking for a while. "Not good. Who's your companion?" He indicated Decorith. "I'm not exactly sure exactly who this little creature is." She said, quickly fibbing the answer. "And you trust it? In this forest you should never trust anyone or anything you don't know." Cahin really looked concerned, "When and where did you find the beast? It could be a trap, or a shapeshifter. You have to be careful." Evelyn wondered if she could possibly tell Cahin about Decorith without repeating her heritage to him. 'You may tell him my name. Do not tell him of the link however.' Evelyn was still surprised that Decorith could talk straight to her mind. 'And don't tell him about the mind talking either.' "Um, well, its name is Decorith, it's just a little shy." "Alright, as long as you're being careful." "You don't have to worry about me. Now, you said something about bad news?" She was glad that Decorith had gotten her out of that one but she wondered about the bad news. Had her father gone and done something stupid? Any bad news that Cahin brought was usually about her father. "Well, it's about your father." Evelyn thought how predictable her dad had become; he was always fighting over a little piece of land or small amounts of money. "It's not so small this time," said Cahin, "he's gone and declared war on the Verai Hold." "What?" Evelyn exclaimed, "He's never done anything that stupid before!" The Verai Hold was the very well known capital of Verai Nation and was known to be part of the Alliance. The Alliance was a very recent joining of 4 of the greatest Holds. The last time that Cahin had given her news, he had told her about her dad's refusal to become part of the Alliance. There was no way that her dad's hold could win a war against the Alliance. Cahin started talking again, "I came as soon as I could without being noticed." "What has come over him? You know as well as I that he has no chance of winning." But at that moment Evelyn got a message from Decorith who was still sitting at her feet. 'Your father is not hisself. I believe that the Shadout has chosen him.' "What?" She accidentally said out loud. Cahin looked confused, "Why'd you say what?" Evelyn had no excuse for that and was going to try to lie to cover it up when he added, "Oh, ok." Then Evelyn said "What?" to Cahin in a more puzzled voice. "So your friend does speak, just through the mind." Cahin looked amused at my next expression, "You look like you've never heard of mind-speaking before." "That's because I haven't. You mean Decorith spoke to you?" Evelyn had thought that Decorith could only speak to her. "Yes, it talked to me." "What did it say?" she asked a little protectively. 'Enough to calm any questions. And I told him about the Shadout.' Was Decorith's silent message. "Never mind." Evelyn put in quickly, "I got my answer from Decorith. But do you have any idea what the Shadout is?" Cahin replied slowly, thinking as he answered her question, "The Shadout is a legend about a Dark shadow who, long ago, possessed a great Elf Lord. The Elf Lord was trusted by all his people because he led them in a peaceful life; and he let all the other races be. When the Shadout took him, he started ordering the destruction of all the human settlements. The rest of the elves were curious at his behavior but didn't question their lord until almost all the humans were wiped out. They finally decided they had to do something, and after assembling a large army, protected the humans until the Shadout was vanquished. But it's only supposed to be a legend..." As he trailed off Decorith put in, 'Well, legend or not, it be real now.' With a quick glance at Cahin, Evelyn could see that he had gotten the same message. "What must I do?" Cahin aimed the question toward Decorith. 'Show no resistance for now. If the Shadout suspects rivalry, he will take no chances.' "That sounds reassuring." Cahin said sarcastically but then turned serious. "If I'm gone from there too long, someone will start to suspect something. I must really go now." He sounded sad to have to leave. "You'll be able to come next week?" Evelyn and Cahin had been meeting in the same place every week for the past year. Occasionally Cahin could not come because he would be missed at the Hold but he said, "I shall have to see if the Shadout will notice but I will try to come. Good-bye." And with a small *pop*, Cahin disappeared. Then Evelyn turned to Decorith, "Is there something that I can do?" 'No, but there is something you must do. First we will travel to the Fulcurnia Union; I am only one of many, we shall seek out the council.' Evelyn looked determined and ready to go, "Can you give me an image so we can go straight there?" That was another trick that she had picked up in order to meet with Cahin every week. Evelyn could teleport if she had a visual image of the place. 'I'm afraid we can't do that, the magi safeguard takes all the precautions it can. The magic would be traced right to us.' "Oh," she looked disappointed, "Well, what direction is it in, maybe I can get us closer." 'Take us to the Varai Hold.' Evelyn was very surprised, "The Varai Hold? But they'll want my blood! I can't go there if my father's started a war against them!" Decorith stayed as calm as ever as it said, 'They want what's in your mind first; you have all the information they need to make this a clean fight against your father...with no losses of their own.' "Then why would I want to help them? They're going to destroy my father's kingdom!" She was starting to believe that maybe Decorith wasn't on her side after all. 'They will seek only the destruction of the Shadout once they know it has possessed your father.' So that was what it was all about thought Evelyn. "And what will they have to do in order to destroy the Shadout? Kill my father?" She said, unwilling to change her views towards the Verai Hold. Decorith still remained calm as he said, 'If you will not take us to the Verai Hold then you must at least take us away from here. Someone is coming.' Evelyn realized that while she had been 'listening' to Decorith she had forgotten to listen to the forest. Someone was obviously coming at a fast pace towards the clearing they stood in. Unlike Cahin, Evelyn had always needed a few minutes to teleport herself further than a hundred yards. Unfortunately, she thought, Decorith didn't know that and hadn't given her enough time. She quickly teleported them both to the edge of the clearing, opposite of the coming person. Now that she thought about it, she could actually hear more than one person coming and she wondered who it could be. Just a few seconds after they took cover, two elven swordsmen came through the brush. Seeing that there was no ambush waiting for them, the swordsmen beckoned to the rest of the party. First three archers appeared, then an elf that she had never seen before came out. By the clothes that he wore, Evelyn could tell that he was of medium rank. The elf quickly whispered something to one of the swordsmen who then headed stealthily back into the forest. Evelyn wondered what they could be doing all the way out here. Why would an elf venture this far into the forest? She couldn't think of any elven kingdoms that were close enough to be exploring the Malcolar forest, let alone possibly sending an elven lord. Evelyn didn't have any more time to ponder these things because at that moment the edge of a sword rested skillfully on her neck. She didn't dare turn around as the strong yet gentle voice said, "What business do you have in the Malcolar forest?" Evelyn had to hold down a small snort, "I could ask you the same thing." Still not turning around, she saw that Decorith was not beside her. Wasn't Decorith supposed to be her protector she thought. Where was Decorith now? The swordsman called something in the Elven tongue that Evelyn had long forgotten. Running quickly to the call, the other swordsman had drawn his sword as well. When he saw it was just a girl he put it away, but then the elf-leader spoke to him in the foreign language. Soon after, Evelyn found herself being checked for weapons by the other swordsman. She had made no attempt to hide the sword at her side and they quickly removed it. Evelyn was surprised when the elf-leader spoke directly to her in a language she could understand. "My swordsmen would've killed but for the fact that you appear to be elven. If you are simply an Enchantress playing a game then I have no pity for you." Evelyn was surprised at his bluntness; well she thought, at least he knows about Enchanters. Although, she also realized that the statement would just make the Enchanter pretend even harder. She decided not to think so much about that and get back to trying to find out what these people wanted with her. "I am an elf, make no mistake, but may I ask what your intentions are?" He looked a little upset with her question but quickly replied, "I'm afraid that we are the ones asking questions and you are our captive. Now, what's your name?" Without knowing who he was, Evelyn didn't want to give him her real name. After a slight pause she said, "Sammy, my name's Sammy." Mentally she kicked herself for coming up with that name; she had never heard of an elf named Sammy. "Well, Sammy," he said with a slight hint of suspicion, "Do you know your way around this forest?" Evelyn decided to be as discreet as she could be; not giving him any answers until he answered a few of hers. "Before we continue, Lord..." She paused waiting for him to give her his name. "Yomoko from Varai Hold.� He said stiffly as Evelyn tried to hide her feelings. �Why are you traveling alone? An Elven lady shouldn't be out in the forest of Malcolar." He looked rather unhappy so Evelyn thought in would be in her best interest to cooperate even if she was fibbing a little. "I decided to become a swordswoman and they banished me." This was, after all, partially true. She was a bit of a swordswoman and she had been banished. "Who banished you?" Evelyn's heart sank. She had feared that he would ask that question. There was no way she could give an Elven name and get away with it. If anyone were banished from the Elven world the Lord would try to hush it up; meaning that it quickly became public knowledge. Yomoko noticed her hesitation and his suspicions were confirmed. He quickly walked past her, mumbling something to his men as he walked past them. Striding towards the forest he called back to her, "You'll be coming with us then, Evelyn." Her stomach dropped into her feet. Then she realized it probably hadn't been hard to guess who she really was. At that moment she had an even more paralyzing thought: had Decorith led her into this trap to get his wish? Well 'I hope you're happy' she thought. 'Actually this isn't how I planned it at all.' The voice in her head made her jump. The swordsmen noticed and while she was off balance, they gave her a rough push in the direction Yomoko had headed. He had already disappeared into the forest on the other side of the clearing. As hard as she tried, Evelyn couldn't talk to Decorith again. Apparently Decorith had to be in on it too. As she entered the forest she saw Yomoko up ahead and half shouted to him, "Why is Verai Hold sending elves this far south?" "To look for you of course!" The group made slow relentless progress through the forest. For three days the group trekked on like this. During that time Evelyn had no contact with Decorith, and for that matter, she rarely even talked to the elves. She did, however, become close with the one elf that had first put the tip of the blade to her neck, and soon she found his name to be Rivlan. Rivlan felt quite sorry for Evelyn and was ashamed to be on this mission but, unfortunately for Evelyn, he still did his job. Another unfortunate thing was that Lord Yomoko had no sympathy for her whatsoever. Apparently he didn�t even have much compassion for his elven companions either. �Must we continue so late into the night m� Lord?� Rivlan asked on their third night of journeying. For the last two nights they had kept walking far into the night and then gotten up at the very first sign of light. �I think we could all use a rest.� �We don�t rest tonight until we reach Verai Hold.� Came Yomoko�s harsh reply. �If you are so weak that you must rest than I shall leave you to die in the forest.� For the first time one of the archers spoke up, �He�s right m� Lord, even you look like you could use a good rest.� The archer said it in a firm voice but he almost looked scared at what had come out of his mouth; and with good reason. Yomoko halted and grabbed him by the arm and hissed at him, �What did you just say?� �Nothing m� Lord, nothing.� The archer looked at the ground as he said this. �Good.� And with that Yomoko turned away and started walking again. After several more hours of hiking through the forest they finally broke free of it and Verai Hold could be seen off in the distance. They still had a ways to go but Yomoko broke into an even faster pace. Then Rivlan whispered into Evelyn�s ear, �Yomoko�s only this eager because there�s a huge reward for the elven lord that finds you first, alive; otherwise you�d be dead already.� Well that�s really reassuring, thought Evelyn. �Won�t the king just kill me anyways?� She whispered back. Rivlan had to hold back a laugh, �Just kill you? Without getting any information? If I were you I�d rather have the king�s men just kill me.� �King�s men? You mean I won�t even get to plead to the king?� Evelyn thought she could handle one person, but the king�s men? She wondered what that meant. Rivlan was about to reply when Yomoko yelled at him, �What do you think you�re doing? Planning to run away with my captive?� He then grabbed Evelyn and brought her to the front with him while giving Rivlan a dirty look.

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