Post by Lyyia on Aug 9, 2015 2:16:40 GMT
The 30 Year Silence
Told by Evonai
I was asleep for 30 years. 30 years I have been hiding my face from reality. Trying to hide from the fact I killed someone.
30 years ago
I was asleep in the Volcanic cave where I was hidden away because I didn't have a crystal embedded in my chest. I was nervous, the color of the gem would determine the strength of my fire. At the time my fire was dark red, but....
when the time came for my parent to embed the crystal in me, I panicked and resisted. Sadly, I gave in and accepted the fact the crystal had to be placed in an open wound on the chest area.
An incision was made in my chest just big enough for the crystal. It was inserted, and for a moment I thought that, that was it I'm done. I made it. No. I was terribly wrong. The crystal started to shift and change shape, and parts of it were digging themselves into my veins. The crystal managed a cross shape with pointed edges, the tendrils went as far as one of my hearts.
I was informed that the farther the tendrils go, the more pain that would be given. The shape and color decided the power and color of my fire.
I was paralyzed from the tendrils, it knew something inside of me wasn't right. It disabled all of my muscles and restricted any movement. Then, the pain came. It felt like my insides and skin were being torn off, that my hearts were being stabbed over and over with no sign of letting up. I screamed and screamed until my voice could no longer let me scream. I was still in terrible pain, tears rolled from my eyes and for 3 days it continued. And on the 4th day, My muscles regained movement and my limbs were allowed movement. I felt free.
Then my parent had to ask how powerful my fire was. Everyone asked. My parents my friends and even other creatures that knew of my kind.
They said the longer I didn't release the first burst of flame, the powerful the first flame would become.
I was afraid.
I was scared.
I didn't want to.
I didn't mean to.
I'm sorry.
On the 6th day, they all asked at the same time with a serious tone. All of them in the cave. I didn't realize my fire would have been that powerful. I thought...that if my Crystal took a cross shape and became black meant it was weak, but it turned out that my fire was blue and the strongest of my family.
I killed them.
All of them.
I didn't mean to kill them.
It was like a monster coming out of my mouth that I didn't know. The heat and largeness of the flame, it killed them all.
This is when I hid.
I killed 10 creatures that day. I was only 160.
I regret everything...
End of The 30 Year Silence
The Mixed Hearts
Told by Evonai
Now that I am out of my self despair and that I am out in the world now. Everything has changed. I don't know how to feel about this change. Creatures are friendly, more then the past hundred years. Well the ones I knew of anyway. I have met a few people who seem to be on both sides od something huge that I am unknowing of. Its like a huge war that started well before I emerged from my slumber.
All I know is that most creatures are choosing sides.
Good, or Evil.
Which will I be?
My black crystal seems to be telling me to join the dark side, but well...I have friends on the good side. I don't want to betray them or backstab them. I want my friends and I don't want to end up killing them. If I do...I wouldn't be the same.
My mind feels split. Torn, broken, and lost. Will all this be my end? Will I be an another world of despair? Oh I hope not! I beg to differ! I don't want any more of it!
I'm going to lose it!
If this keeps up I will eventually give in to the temptations. The fate of all warriors. Many in the Kri'i clan deny any warriors. All who are born or become one upon the installation of the crystal are killed upon tradition completion. That's why I'm not accepted there. Uncle Gar'rosh wouldn't let me join because of the consequences I would get if I did.
I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know how I would tell Tracks or the others.
I must try my best. Good, or Evil? My mind says Good, my heart says Evil. I cannot find the answer. Then I guess I must wait and see what unravels in the future to decide my fate.
End of The Mixed Hearts
Journal Keeping
Day 1
Told by Evonai
I was asleep for 30 years. 30 years I have been hiding my face from reality. Trying to hide from the fact I killed someone.
30 years ago
I was asleep in the Volcanic cave where I was hidden away because I didn't have a crystal embedded in my chest. I was nervous, the color of the gem would determine the strength of my fire. At the time my fire was dark red, but....
when the time came for my parent to embed the crystal in me, I panicked and resisted. Sadly, I gave in and accepted the fact the crystal had to be placed in an open wound on the chest area.
An incision was made in my chest just big enough for the crystal. It was inserted, and for a moment I thought that, that was it I'm done. I made it. No. I was terribly wrong. The crystal started to shift and change shape, and parts of it were digging themselves into my veins. The crystal managed a cross shape with pointed edges, the tendrils went as far as one of my hearts.
I was informed that the farther the tendrils go, the more pain that would be given. The shape and color decided the power and color of my fire.
I was paralyzed from the tendrils, it knew something inside of me wasn't right. It disabled all of my muscles and restricted any movement. Then, the pain came. It felt like my insides and skin were being torn off, that my hearts were being stabbed over and over with no sign of letting up. I screamed and screamed until my voice could no longer let me scream. I was still in terrible pain, tears rolled from my eyes and for 3 days it continued. And on the 4th day, My muscles regained movement and my limbs were allowed movement. I felt free.
Then my parent had to ask how powerful my fire was. Everyone asked. My parents my friends and even other creatures that knew of my kind.
They said the longer I didn't release the first burst of flame, the powerful the first flame would become.
I was afraid.
I was scared.
I didn't want to.
I didn't mean to.
I'm sorry.
On the 6th day, they all asked at the same time with a serious tone. All of them in the cave. I didn't realize my fire would have been that powerful. I thought...that if my Crystal took a cross shape and became black meant it was weak, but it turned out that my fire was blue and the strongest of my family.
I killed them.
All of them.
I didn't mean to kill them.
It was like a monster coming out of my mouth that I didn't know. The heat and largeness of the flame, it killed them all.
This is when I hid.
I killed 10 creatures that day. I was only 160.
I regret everything...
End of The 30 Year Silence
The Mixed Hearts
Told by Evonai
Now that I am out of my self despair and that I am out in the world now. Everything has changed. I don't know how to feel about this change. Creatures are friendly, more then the past hundred years. Well the ones I knew of anyway. I have met a few people who seem to be on both sides od something huge that I am unknowing of. Its like a huge war that started well before I emerged from my slumber.
All I know is that most creatures are choosing sides.
Good, or Evil.
Which will I be?
My black crystal seems to be telling me to join the dark side, but well...I have friends on the good side. I don't want to betray them or backstab them. I want my friends and I don't want to end up killing them. If I do...I wouldn't be the same.
My mind feels split. Torn, broken, and lost. Will all this be my end? Will I be an another world of despair? Oh I hope not! I beg to differ! I don't want any more of it!
I'm going to lose it!
If this keeps up I will eventually give in to the temptations. The fate of all warriors. Many in the Kri'i clan deny any warriors. All who are born or become one upon the installation of the crystal are killed upon tradition completion. That's why I'm not accepted there. Uncle Gar'rosh wouldn't let me join because of the consequences I would get if I did.
I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know how I would tell Tracks or the others.
I must try my best. Good, or Evil? My mind says Good, my heart says Evil. I cannot find the answer. Then I guess I must wait and see what unravels in the future to decide my fate.
End of The Mixed Hearts
Journal Keeping
Day 1
Hello there, I guess since most people only know me as that big dark Falerian that joined the League of Mist, but I have a name. My name is Evonai, I was born in the realms like every other creature, but not one of the happiest. I think I should start off like others, a little insight to my past.
I was born like others in my family, out of an egg despite our more wolf-like appearance. Many were born with wings and scaled legs. Maybe scales on the nose or under the eyes and the back. I, on the other hand, was born without wings, had dark fur and, like everyone else, scaled legs, nose, and back.
Most like everything, you have a group, that group has a name and a symbol to match it. We had split from our relatives clan, the Kri'i, and made our own, the Sri'kai. This is the clan I was born in and raised in. We lived on Elk and native animals. As I grew I learned I was one of the rarer types of Falerians. Those with black eyes and red pupils were said be the strongest, no matter where they come from.
My Father, Mada'rai, was one of the select few to train under the rare Falerians. He knew at my time of hatching that I wasn't normal. I was rare, but was displeased that I happened to be a girl among the family.
As I grew up with the Sri'kai clan, the more I learned. I started to learn about fire and how to use it. My poor fire was red. That was before the crystal was put in. My mother named me Evonai, meaning fierce one in my native tongue, for others it will only be Evonai.
I must bring this to a close, other information will be given as of tomorrow. Until then, farewell.
The last,
Evonai
I was born like others in my family, out of an egg despite our more wolf-like appearance. Many were born with wings and scaled legs. Maybe scales on the nose or under the eyes and the back. I, on the other hand, was born without wings, had dark fur and, like everyone else, scaled legs, nose, and back.
Most like everything, you have a group, that group has a name and a symbol to match it. We had split from our relatives clan, the Kri'i, and made our own, the Sri'kai. This is the clan I was born in and raised in. We lived on Elk and native animals. As I grew I learned I was one of the rarer types of Falerians. Those with black eyes and red pupils were said be the strongest, no matter where they come from.
My Father, Mada'rai, was one of the select few to train under the rare Falerians. He knew at my time of hatching that I wasn't normal. I was rare, but was displeased that I happened to be a girl among the family.
As I grew up with the Sri'kai clan, the more I learned. I started to learn about fire and how to use it. My poor fire was red. That was before the crystal was put in. My mother named me Evonai, meaning fierce one in my native tongue, for others it will only be Evonai.
I must bring this to a close, other information will be given as of tomorrow. Until then, farewell.
The last,
Evonai
