Legend
EXP: 45,220, Level: 9
Level completed: 13%,
EXP required for next Level: 8,780
That night....
Nosdyn was sitting on the front porch of the Dark Elf house, in an Alerar style rocking chair. He was deep in thought that night holding the amulet of Ettermire in his large hand and rotating it in his fingers silently. He was pondering many matters as he looked at the symbols on the amulet. Once, he was a lowly child of N'Jal. With Ettermire he had a new purpose.
"May I join you?" Ealadra, his wife asked.
"You may." He responded calmly as she sat next to him. She wrapped an arm around his giant waist.
Though he was short, he was built hugely. He enjoyed her warm touch. He considered many matters that night.
"What troubles you my lord?" She asked calmly.
He blinked twice for a moment coming out of his personal thoughts. "Do you remember when I first arrived?"
She looked at him. "Yes..." She responded.
"I mean back then all those years ago. A lifetime ago." He was considering many matters at that point. "For whatever reason I was given a second chance. I was proven worthy. Perhaps I can avenge my Father's death in all of this."
"You don't talk about your family much." She observed. "Tell me about your Father. What type of Demon was he?"
Nosdyn considered. "My Father was a proud Demon." He explained. 'Because of a rival House I was ordered to kill my own family."
She sighed and held him closely. "With your own two hands." She said. "I know Tular Plains livelihood is harsh. You likely had no choice in the matter.
He narrowed his eyes. "I wonder..." He began. "i wonder if it would have been best to flee."
She considered that statement. "They may have pursued you anyway my lord."
He watched her quietly. "But at least it would have been one death versus many...."