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Post by Ashleigh on Jun 3, 2008 19:54:11 GMT -5
Fiera listened, but the words sounded empty and hollow to her. "You say this like any of it matters," she muttered bleakly. "It doesn't. I have nothing left. Nothing you say is going to change that. You're wasting your time and your breath."
With that, Fiera stood up and walked away. She knew she must have left the Guardian stunned that she hadm't blown up at her; that she hadn't yelled and screamed; that she didn't even attempt to throw a punch or harm her in any way. The truth was, Fiera knew it wouldn't change anything. In a way, this reaction was much worse than her usual wrath. This was the reaction of a woman who had nothing left to bother getting angry over; someone with no hope left.
Fiera spent the rest of that day in her home, curled up in a blanket on Yali's bed with her old toy in her arms, staring numbly out the window. A few people came knocking at her door, but she didn't answer them.
I'm leaving... Fiera thought to herself bleakly. Tonight...
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Post by christina2010 on Jun 4, 2008 19:15:09 GMT -5
Hera looked across at her daughter and son, pain filling every bone in her body. She was lucky that they were her birth-children, but poor Fiera. Hera knew by the look in Fiera's eyes at training that Fiera was aching inside, even though it didn't show at the training. Hera had seen that pain in her own eyes, when she lost her first child. Hera decided from that moment to go and talk to Fiera, maybe her mother's instinct would help in this situation.
When Hera got to Fiera's Hut, she knew that she wouldn't be invited inside. So, while Hera thought of her plan, she decided to maybe go visit Yali instead, and see if Isis would join her.
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Post by Ashleigh on Jun 5, 2008 8:40:56 GMT -5
Tharion sighed in exasperation and worry as he watched Yali listlessly push her food around her plate. "Yali, please eat something," he begged. Yali shook her head.
"I'm not hungry..." she mumbled.
"You are hungry, you just don't think you are right now," he told her. "You're a growing girl. You have to eat."
"I'm not hungry!" Yali argued more forcefully. A knock on the front of his hut forced him to get up and answer whoever was calling.
"Oh. Hello, Hera. If Isis is looking for Yali, I don't think she's in the mood to play right now," he apologized.
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Fiera forced her muscles to move. She had to leave. She couldn't live here anymore, knowing that everything she ever loved in this place had been torn away from her. If the Lady decided to kill her for leaving, then so be it. As far as Fiera was concerned, she had been through worse brutalities than death.
She packed a small amount of provisions and snuck out while everything was still and quiet. She knew that if she kept walking south, she would eventually end up in the north, so she turned west, towards Fae, though the chance of her crossing and living were slim.
((OOC: Kevin, I'm planning on having the Lady make an appearance, but I think your character should catch up with Fiera first. She won't be convinced by your character, but the Lady will talk sense into her and point out that your character should be listened to.))
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Post by dragonwarrior1 on Jun 5, 2008 15:37:04 GMT -5
It was that vision again, that he saw when he woke up that day after the dragon battle had been fought. The way that it wasn't just humans who destroyed his village, but his fault too. He also thought back to when he had that convorsation with Duvessa in the woods where she was bribing him with his flute for answers to unanswered questions in Kevin's past and present. That was the day Kevin had let himself know that he was too destructive on the inside, and that is what drew out the dragons in the first place, the darkness in his heart. His heart beat rapidly increased as he could feel pulsations rushing through his body, he was being called somwhere, and so he glided through the forest to where he was being called to. But...where and why was he being called? Was it the noble lady, or just his intuition...he knew he couldn't fight it.
As soon as he arrived, he spotted a figure in the semi-distance, The figure got closer and he was able to recognize the being...it was Fiera. Kevin nodded in acknowledgment as to why he was guided here, and he noticed a sack of things she was carrying with her, and decided to strike up a convorsation.
"What brings you out here at the dead of night, Commander Fiera? Don't tell me you are just going to leave everything behind."
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Post by christina2010 on Jun 7, 2008 18:17:50 GMT -5
Hera nodded.
"I understand. I actually brought Isis in hopes that you and I could talk in private," she casually mentioned. \
Tharion nodded, and slipped outside. Hera motioned for Isis to go play for awhile, and she complied, deciding to go to the nearby wood and find a place to practice her power.
"I was wondering if you knew if Commander Fiera was alright. Being a mother, I understand how...betrayed she must feel to have lost Yali. Have you spoken to her lately about it?" Hera asked.
Tharion shook his head. As he was collecting his words, Hera looked through the window at Yali. She seemed to sad and lost, she probably had no idea why she had been taken from Fiera...
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Post by dragonwarrior1 on Jun 9, 2008 15:53:59 GMT -5
"Hmph! Running away from your problems won't solve anything, Fiera! And you are the commander of this forest, you set an example for the strength of this forest! If you are running away when the forest possibly needs you the most, then what does that say about the forest and the noble lady?! I know what causes your grief, and I beg you to belive me that I prayed for the better outcome of the situation in which you are running away from, I did, but running away from problems never gets you away from them, but only closer to those problems in both your mind and soul.... I know that all too well."
Kevin had a hard time thinking of what to say to the fleeing commander after that, but he knew that telling the truth of everything might be able to help them both.
"Let me tell you the story of how I came to this forest from the world close to the human realm...the true, whole story, of which I have come to know myself quite recently... My father, as you know from my preaching of him, was a very fine alchemist, scientist, and medic, but was shunned mostly because we were faeries in a mostly human village. He had always told me that humans were nothing different from us faeries, except for the fact that we had magic and wings, and they didn't. But he also told me humans have a certain force within them that could be considered human magic, but he wasn't sure what this force was, since he wasn't a human, but he knew all too well of its existance. All he did every day was try to find out what that force was, and at first was for scientific reasons, but soon it became for the reason of wanting to have this power, he had gone mad with this power. Soon he began to bring his patients into the basement of our dwelling and I never saw them return form that basement. I soon found that he had been experimenting and killing them, trying to analyze the human body to find this force. humans on the outside of our home found uot about this and assaulted our home, they tryed and suceeded at burning it down. the old story I told you was that humans attacked my entire village, but it was only our home... In the end of the attack, I soon realized that the force that my father was searching for was the force of destruction within a human heart. "The darkness of the heart" you might say. He too saw this, and was ashamed that such darkness was more powerful in humans than other creatures he has seen show their dark sides. The humans...they added passion to their rage against my father, passion to revive or revenge those my father killed for his own studies about humans. My fathers last words were 'Humans are so intresting', and he said them before the was shortly burned to death trying to protect me from the flames. My hatred grew for the fire, and humans, and my true magical destruction was released and it was I....I was the onhe who destroyed my home village, with a destructive force from within me...a larger scale version of what I used to defeat Devin. I ran from my village, newly destroyed, to get away from the memories of my failiures and destruction. I ran away from my problems. and now look at me here, telling what had really happened that day when I had almost forgotten about it completly."
Kevin had hoped that his words would get through to fiera.
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Post by Ashleigh on Jun 10, 2008 8:44:00 GMT -5
Tharion's blue eyes hardened and he shook his head. "No. I haven't spoken to her. That may be a good thing right now," he sighed, though he didn't really believe it himself. "If you sympathize with her, you should talk to her. I don't wish to speak ill of the Commander of the Mystic Forest, but I can't say I sympathize as well. Yali is safe, now. She wasn't before..." his voice trailed off. Yes, Yali was safe, but she wasn't happy. That glitter in her blue eyes had gone dull and was dying. Was her physical safety worth the cost of her happiness?
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Fiera sighed and dropped her bag for a minute. "There's no need to call me Commander any longer, Kevin. I'm not a commander anymore," she muttered.
At Kevin's lecture and story, Fiera scowled and picked her bag up again. "You have no idea what I went through before coming here, so don't you dare give me a lecture about how hard your life was!" she hissed. "I could tell you things that have happened to me that would make you sick to your stomach; things that no one to this day knows about, so don't assume that your sob story will shed some unforseen light of wisdom on me," she snapped.
She began walking again, meaning to leave Kevin behind her, but he called out to stop her. She whirled around angrily, her steel grey eyes flashing. "What?" she demanded.
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Post by dragonwarrior1 on Jun 10, 2008 15:05:53 GMT -5
He stood there dazed, her harsh tone and the glare really had frightened Kevin to the core. He had to think quick, but what would he say? He had already said everything he could, there was nothing left for him to reason with her with...or was there?
"You are right, Fiera, i do not know what you have gone through, and I didn't really mean to say that I did. I have nothing to reason with you more about staying here, for you have the same determination to leave now as you had the same determination to protect the forest back when I came here long ago. Just....just try to think of how many people you would be hurting if you left...Thairon, who tryed his best at everything and wanted to be with you, Duvessa, your best friend who has helped you with all of your problems as far as I know. Granny Oak, the rest of the gaurdians, every single resident of the forest, and Yali. Your leaving would hurt Yali the most, seeing as she has fought and is still fighting to get you back as her second mother. She chose you, so you would think that she would still want to have you around. And last, you would be hurting me. You could be the very one who kept me in this placer, instead of continuously wandering around the various worlds looking for a new home. you found me a purpose here, you gave me things to do to help this place stay alive and you allowed me to help you with some problems sometimes."
Kevin felt himself getting too emotional, but he was right to not fight off the emotions. When you are about to lose someone important in your life, you can't help but get emotional. He had found himself tearing a bit, until the tears did just rush, and all he could do was scream the rest of his words.
"GO AHEAD AND LEAVE THIS PLACE THEN! IF YOU HONESTLY DON'T CARE ABOUT ANY OF THE PEOPLE YOU WOULD BE HURTING! RUN AWAY BECAUSE OF THAT LITTLE ELF GIRL, AND ALL ELSE THAT CAUSES YOU SO MUCH GRIEF!!"
Saddness and rage, two things when mixed together can cause so much. Kevin attempted to calm himself down, but to no avail. All he could do was stand there looking at the ground. He tryed to think of something, but another thing blurted out.
"If that dosen't prove anything...the showing of my emotions like that, then let me show you more of my grief by just seeing you try to leave this place!" And with that, Kevin took out his flute and snapped it in half on his knee. He tossed one half of the flute to Fiera, and said something as he turned to walk back to the forest. "If you do end up leaving, keep that as a memory, for this half will keep me reminded of you."
And slowly, Kevin faded into the shadows as he walked away from Fiera.
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Post by Ashleigh on Jun 12, 2008 12:28:52 GMT -5
Fiera scowled and stomped on the piece of the broken flute. If Kevin thought he could guilt her to coming back with his tears, then he was sorely mistaken.
"You're wrong!" she shouted after him. "Tharion never wanted to be with me! It was always Yali! Now he has her and he'll be glad to be rid of me!" She bit her lip hard to stop her tears. She wouldn't break down like Kevin had. It was too late to weep over anything now. Duvessa had plotted against her. Granny Oak was no doubt glad to be rid of Fiera's temper. Tharion would skip for joy once she was gone, because now he had Yali without Fiera to contend with. Yali had a good father who loved her and would soon forget Fiera had ever existed. As for Kevin, she hadn't had a clue about how fond he was of her until tonight, but he was a grown faerie. He could handle himself.
With that, Fiera turned around to leave, but she felt guilty about leaving Kevin's broken flute lying in the dirt. Sighing, she turned and picked it up, shoving it in one of her waist pouches. "I don't know why I feel so guilty when I'm not going to be alive much longer," she huffed to herself. She planned to call the Goddess and ask Her for Her blessing in leaving, but she was sure the Lady would not grant it unless it suited Her. after all, She hadn't cared enough to intervene in Yali's case.
Fiera dropped her things and yelled out into the Forest. "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED?" she screamed. "IF YOU'RE SO MIGHTY AND POWERFUL, WHY DON'T YOU SHOW YOURSELF, OR ARE YOU JUST THE BIG COWARD I THOUGHT YOU WERE?"
Silence followed. "Yeah... I figured as much..." Fiera muttered bitterly to herself, beginning to pick up her things.
A sigh met her long pointed ears and a rustling in the trees made Fiera whip around, pulling her knife out of her boot. A soft-eyed Doe pranced out of the foliage and stood in front of her, pricking Her ears. I don't suppose you're ever going to fully lose that temper of yours, She told Fiera silently. She had a small crown of blooming vines resting on Her ears, even though the first thaw hadn't yet arrived.
You're one to talk. You made me this way! Fiera growled back. She didn't care that she was speaking to the Lady.
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Post by amikwa on Jun 16, 2008 10:10:52 GMT -5
Duvessa sat around a small fire with her fellow Guardians. Each was silent as they stared at the flames. Duvessa knew why they were silent. They felt Her. A great sadness had overcome them all. It was apart of holding an essence of the Lady in their soula. They felt Her pain when it involved the Forest. She was sad, but no one knew why, yet also no one asked. It was not their right to ask why She cried. All they coud do was try to silently lend strength and wait out the time. What was happening? Any guess would not lead to answers. The Lady was beyond all understanding.
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Post by Ashleigh on Jun 17, 2008 16:13:25 GMT -5
The Lady sighed and put her doe-head down. "Yes, that is true. I'm afraid all I put you through in your younger years in preparation for your destiny as Commander of this Forest has hardened you considerably. It pained me to watch your village burned, your friend killed, your body taken advantage of--"
"Don't say it!" Fiera hissed. The Lady looked at her with sparkling eyes.
"My point is, Fiera, that I did what I did to make you into the warrior you needed to be, but it cost you your happiness and your childhood. You have no idea how much it hurt me to do that to you, but I did think you would find happiness here..."
Despite herself, Fiera smiled softly. She had found happiness. She had found Duvessa and Tharion and Yali. Her smile soon faded to a scowl as she remembered how Duvessa had betrayed her, how Tharion had only pretended to love her so he could be in Yali's life, how Yali had been cruelly torn from her by people Fiera had thought were her friends.
"I did, and look where it got me," Fiera replied bitterly. "I've ended up with nothing. What good is a title if that's all it is? That's why I came to ask you to release me from my bonds as Commander of the Mystic Forest."
"No," the Lady replied simply. Fiera blinked.
"No?"
"No."
"That's all you can tell me after you tore my childhood away from me and my family? You expect me to stay here and see Yali every single day with Tharion and not be able to talk to her or hold her or be her mother? You expect me to just accept living in the same Forest as someone I love but who never loved me? You're selfish if you think that!"
"Fiera, I do not think that. If you think I would be that cruel, then you are a poor, misguided fool," the Lady replied in a sharper tone. "I will not grant you my blessing to leave the Forest and give up your title."
"Then you will lose me to the Realm of the Dead!" Fiera snapped, striding towards the boundaries. The Lady reared up on her hind legs and ran in front of the elf, beginning to glow.
"Fiera, you're right. Now cease with these tears." Fiera touched a finger to her cheek. She was crying. "I tried to throw you things that would make you a stronger person, but I'm afraid it also made you afraid of love. I tried to fix that with Tharion and Yali, but you took it for granted. I had to fix that, which is why I had to make you realize how much they mean to you..."
"You did this on purpose?!?" Fiera screamed. "You tore them from me as part of some Divine plan?"
"I was hoping I wouldn't have to do this," The Lady sighed. "Fiera, I am going to make you fall asleep. Someone will find you in the morning. When you wake, you will have no recollection of our conversation. Just remember that I love you. I do what I do because I love you."
Then everything went black.
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"Commander Fiera!" a familiar voice shouted. Fiera stirred as strong hands shook her shoulders. "Can you hear me?" Fiera scowled.
"I'm nt deaf, Pierce. Of course I can hear you," she growled, grudgingly allowing him to help her sit up. Pierce chuckled.
"DUVESSA! WE'VE FOUND HER! SHE'S ALRIGHT!" he yelled. Fiera suddenly felt dizzy and rested her head against Pierce's shoulder. She most likely wouldn't have shown a gesture of weakness like that, but she was disoriented and overwhelmed. She felt sick, she didn't know where she was or why she was there or why Pierce seemed so alarmed. She felt him pat her awkwardly on the head. The Commander had never even smiled at Pierce, let alone practically collapsed against him.
Duvessa's voice met Fiera's ears and the faerie crouched down beside her to help her up, but Fiera gave her former friend a murderous glare and smacked her hand away. "Don't you dare touch me!" she snarled. "I'd rather be dragged back by dragons!"
"I'll take her back," Pierce muttered to his childhood friend.
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Post by dragonwarrior1 on Jun 18, 2008 8:24:07 GMT -5
Kevin stared at the half of his flute with sadness, hatred, and pain. A part of him felt that it was an extremly foolish thing to do, to break the flute in half. It had already been broken and that got him into so much trouble and pain. Now it's broken again, and probobly never going to be fixed. Even if the other half was to return to him, it was beyond repair for something can be broken many times, but can only be fixed a few. Small, important pieces were missing as they cracked off as Kevin walked back, away from fiera, into a small area within the village but secluded from the average forest dweller.
"It's not about strength to control magic. It is about your will, and your ability to control your judgement, control of your emotions. Anger and hatred caused my villages destruction, and Devin's destruction. I do not need a flute to control my magic anymore...the feelings I felt when using the flute to perform spells... they would be the same without it. The flute was a guid, just like I was told when the sage gave it to me, but I was too dimwitted to understand then. 'A guide to find true power, true magic, and to find greatness within you' is all he said, but the way I saw it was an easy way away from my own destruction. I guess...I guess now all I can do is hope that she will return here."
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Post by amikwa on Jun 18, 2008 13:16:05 GMT -5
Something in Duvessa's mind snapped.
"No."
Pierce looked at her in shock and Fiera looked like she was going to kill.
"She can deal with me helping her, she's in no state to argue, or fight, that is apparent," Duvessa said, " I don't know what I did to make her be like a rabid dog towards me, but she can deal with my help."
Pierce gulped. He was certain a fight was to break out.
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Post by christina2010 on Jun 30, 2008 21:56:48 GMT -5
Hera trudged back to her house after searching for hours for Fiera, with no success. When she did get back, the first thing she noticed was her children sleeping peacefully, which made her heart ache more. Even if Tharion didn't pity Fiera, Hera did. She knew what it was like to lose someone who meant the most to you, and to feel like it was all your fault.
When Hera awoke the next day, Isis was staring up at her, her eyes shining with tears.
"What is it sweetie?" Hera asked.
"Did Fiera lose Yali...because of....me?" Isis stuttered.
"Sweetie, why in the world would you think that?" Hera asked, bewildered by her daughter's guilt.
"Because, well when we went to the pond, I was the one who kept urging her to go farther out, and she did......then, when she almost...d...drowned, I felt awful, but I didn't tell Fiera what happened. Should I have mama, should I have told her that I told her to go farther out?" Isis explained. She had seemed to regain a little composure, but the little girl still looked shaken up by the whole experience.
"Sweetie, why didn't you tell me this before?" Hera asked.
Isis shrugged and hiccuped, before bursting into tears.
"I d...d...didn't wanna g...g..get in tr...tr....trouble," Isis sobbed.
Hera held her daughter close, letting her own tears fall. Not tears of sorrow, but tears of pity, for a girl who lost a mother, and a reluctant mother who lost a daughter.
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Post by Ashleigh on Aug 14, 2008 21:17:21 GMT -5
Fiera's rage bubbled up inside her like venom until she was trembling from head to foot, her normally pale cheeks flushed a furious crimson. How dare she insist on being anywhere near her, let alone insist on helping her!
"It's not enough that you shredded everything I ever loved into pieces and watched them crumble at my feet, is it?" Fiera snarled, forcing herself to stand and roughly shoving Pierce's supportive arms away from her. "Now you need to force me to my knees before you, like a dimwitted, loyal dog? Do you get some kind of sick satisfaction from carrying me back without my dignity, as if I owe you?" Fiera's voice became louder and louder until she was screaming hoarsely. Her throat was parched and she still felt sick and dizzy, not to mention completely disoriented.
"Commander--"
"SHUT UP, PIERCE!" Fiera shouted, and the faerie bit his lip. He wasn't one to back away from a fight, even with Fiera, but something about this grieving, anguished mother frightened him and he dare not add to that pain, lest it should result in injury to anyone present.
It was while he was thinking that Fiera lunged for Duvessa, prepared to rip her throat out for the loss of her daughter. Even as Fiera made the decision to cause the faerie Guardian as much pain as she had caused her, she knew she would lose. If they were both in full health with proper preparation, they would be a fair match, but Fiera had not slept in days, and her senses were groggy and unfocused. Fiera knew well beforehand that Duvessa could easily kill her in this fight if she wanted to. She just didn't care anymore. All she cared about was causing Duvessa as much agony as she could before Duvessa took her down, to give her just a fraction of the hurt she had done to Fiera.
A hard blow to Fiera's rib made a loud crack resound through the trees and Fiera fell to her knees, sobbing. She barely felt the break to her rib that Duvessa had given her. She just couldn't find the energy to stand on her own any longer, to try to be strong. For what? Why was she trying at all anymore? Why did anything matter anymore.
Pierce closed his eyes and looked away. It was painful to watch Fiera's suffering. It radiated off her in all directions, and Pierce could almost feel her grief for himself and it made his heart ache. He nodded to Duvessa. "I'm going to alert the others that she's been found. Will you be alright here with her?" he asked softly, with another glance at the beaten and broken woman weeping into the snow as her body shook with violent tremours.
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