Seliana and Gael: The Journey Begins

[Raargant]

Gael appears in a swirling mist.

Gael peers at you intently.

You stand up.

You kneel before him.

Gael grumbles, 'Yet another elf.' he shakes his head, 'Is breeding all your race is good for?'

Seliana bites her lower lip, 'Actually.. I am not quite an elf..'

Gael grumbles and growls. You wonder what's wrong...

Gael says 'Now your breeding outside of your race?!?'

You frown disapprovingly.

You say 'If I was an elf, I would be the only one without pointy ears.'

Gael says 'Dear me, now I have more than just elves to be annoyed with...'

Seliana arches an eyebrow, 'Why would you be annoyed with the elves?'

Gael says 'Because they breed like mice, they whine and complain, and they are entirely too cheerful.'

Gael says 'That and they all want to be nobles.'

Gael spits in utter disgust!

Gael mutters, 'Noble rats.'

Seliana repeats, 'Entierly too cheerful?', as if she do not believe what she heard, 'That is not bad, now is it?'

Gael says 'Only if it involves elves!'

You sigh.

Gael says 'I do suppose not all of you are bad... I mean when you die, your certainly not cheerful.'

You say 'Death is not cheerful in any way, and should be joked about.'

Gael grumbles and growls. You wonder what's wrong...

You say 'Should not, even.'

Your cheeks are burning.

Gael says 'I was hoping you were not meaning that.'

Sylvantis has judged your look worthy and grants you a blessing.

You permamently gain some hitpoints, mana and movement!

You have been enlighted with 2000 experience!

You raise a level!! You gain: 10/35 hit points, 15/170 mana, 11/116 move, and 3 practices.

You say 'I did not.. My.. Well.. Uhm.. My tounge slipped.'

Gael peers at you intently.

Gael says 'I notice you are quite ugly though for an elf...'

You raise an eyebrow at the notion.

You say 'I'm not!'

Gael says 'I do not suppose you have any friends do you?'

You bite your lip contemplatively.

Gael gives you a winged water dragon.

Gael says 'You do now.'

You say 'Thank you...'

You look at Gael.

You say 'Thank you, m'lord.'

Gael says 'That little fellow you have there will be a true friend.'

You nod.

Gael says 'Do you know of their kind?'

You say 'He will.'

You release a winged water dragon and it floats next to you.

You say 'I've not met many dragons before.'

Seliana pats the dragon on its head.

Gael says 'Ahh but he is not your typical dragon.'

You say 'I name him..'

Gael says 'Elfkiller?'

You say 'No, do not say that.'

Gael snaps his fingers.

You say 'He's cute.. So he will need a cute name..'

Gael says 'Perhaps you would like to hear of his becoming? Before you name him?'

You say 'I name him Twinkle!'

You bite your lip contemplatively.

Gael shakes his head in clear wonderment.

You say 'I'd like to hear, yes..'

You smile at him.

Gael says 'Long ago he was born, to be precise he was born exactly when you were.'

You raise an eyebrow at the notion.

You say 'You know when I was born?'

You say 'Would you tell me?'

You look at Gael.

Gael says 'For he is apart of your soul. As you are a part of his. He came into creation because the stars fortold his essence that someone would come to be worthy of calling friend.'

Seliana bows her head in respect.

Gael says 'He is a part of you, therefore if you ever forsake this little spirit, it will devestate him to no end.'

Gael says 'It will be like living without being able to breathe.'

You say 'I.. I would never do that, m'lord.'

Seliana clenches her fists, 'Never..'

Gael says 'Long ago I watched this little one come to be, waiting and praying you would reach your full potential.'

Gael says 'He now knows you are ready, for he would never have allowed you to touch him if he did not trust you.'

Seliana smiles warmly at the dragon.

You say 'I'm glad to hear that..'

Gael says 'I may truly enjoy watching the chaos of this world, but if I ever find you leave him or hurt him. I will rip your soul from your body, and destroy it.'

You nod at Gael.

You say 'It would be a just punishment.'

Gael says 'Do not hurt him.'

Gael says 'He will follow you till the end of your days.'

You say 'I will follow him to the end of his.'

Gael says 'He will be there if you should die, and be lucky enough for a second chance.'

Gael leaves in a swirling mist.