Tylin seemed to have come to a conclusion about Aerwyn"s power as he abruptly stopped pacing back and forth."Aerwyn, i believe your soul is too weak right now to be able to fully control your power and thus only acting by instinct. My theory is that we"ll be able to learn about your power if you continue to absorb more souls. So for now we"ll be coming to the forest daily and clearing out lok nests along with anything else we may find. Let"s head back for the day, it"s getting late." Tylin spoke before leaping onto his mount in a way that showed off his elven agility.
They made their way back to town, Rin was resting on his lap causing the horse to be jumpy but Aerwyn couldn"t bear to move the cute brexil cat.
When they reached the large gates of Setrhyn Village an elf with short black hair and sharp eyes approached them. The elf was taller than the two of them by half a head and his grey skin was a shade darker than Tylin"s. His leather armor was covered in small nicks and cuts giving Aerwyn the sense that this elf was a veteran of many battles.
"This is the human Sera saved?" The elf asked while looking Aerwyn up and down. The elves stare made him feel as if he was nothing but a child standing before him.
"Ah, yes this is he. He lost his memories and thus Sera gave him the name Aerwyn. He"ll be staying with us for the time being. Aerwyn this is Master Ferlin, the head ranger." Tylin introduced the two to which Aerwyn bowed silently.
Master Ferlin looked past him, his eyes resting upon the three beasts nearby. Tylin noticing his gaze, a.s.sured him.
"The beasts are undead and under control, i have witnessed it myself. If just these few make you nervous then you won"t like what i have planned." Tylin snickered.
"What is it you have planned old man?" Master Ferlin spoke as though Tylin often gave him trouble before sighing.
"Old, pfft i"m barely five years your senior! Anyway, if my theory is true then Aerwyn here may put you rangers out of a job." Tylin scoffed.
"I"d welcome the day Setrhyn Village is safe enough for me to retire." Master Ferlin chuckled before slapping Tylin on the back.
"We"ll be culling the lok nests over the next few days. I"d like you to ask your rangers to keep an eye out for any strong beasts and if possible bring them back alive. Oh and the beasts shall be staying at my residence from now on as well."
"That"s fine. As long as you can control them, no promises on finding beasts for you though. Most of the rangers are out tracking the slavers that have been peaking their head near the village but i"ll pa.s.s it along to the others."
Tylin and Master Ferlin said their goodbyes before Tylin motioned for him to follow back home. Aerwyn had a good impression of Master Ferlin, despite his appearance he seemed like a friendly person.
They arrived back home and sat at the dining room table to eat some bread when Aerwyn realized something was off with his memories.
"I never got the chance to ask but why do the elves of this village have grey skin? When i think of elves my mind tells me they have light skin."
"Ah, that is a long story that goes back over eight hundred years. At that time there were two tribes of elves living under the world tree, the Fae"Torii and the Fae"Laran. The two tribes constantly fought, not physical battles mind you, elves haven"t had a civil war since old Fae was common tongue. They simply argued and postured for power much like human n.o.bles.
That all changed when the first gate opened, demons poured from the gate beyond the Delos Mountains and washed over the world of Alduun. The Fae"Laran argued to push the demons back to the mountains and the Fae"Torii naturally argued to pull back and defend the world tree.
In the end, they split their forces in a petty attempt to not let the other side gain any advantage. It wasn"t long before both tribes were defeated and forced to flee a world tree painted in abyssal flames. At that time the charismatic Prince Rolan of the Crandor Kingdom convinced the Matriarch of the Fae"Torii Selene and the King of the Dwarves Malach to join forces against the threat.
The alliance of the three races began to push the demons back for the first time ever. Selene blamed the Fae"Laran for the destruction of the world tree and with her in charge of the elven forces she treated the Fae"Laran no better than slaves.
Often sending them into battle first to tire out the demons before sending in the rest or her troops. The consequent battles saw the populous Fae"Laran tribe fall to barely fifteen thousand.
After a large battle, Prince Rolan captured and tortured a demon commander. He learned that the demons were after Alduun"s world seed, a powerful artifact left over from creation that exists in each world. The World Seeds value lie in its ability to turn a mortal into a G.o.d simply by gazing upon it.
After the war Rolan proposed to Selene taking her as his wife and solidifying the alliance for the future. Once their wedding ceremony was completed Malach and the two newly weds immediately left in search of the world seed.
They returned less than a year later having already ascended to G.o.dhood. Rolan become The G.o.d of Light, Selene The G.o.ddess of Life, and Malach The G.o.d of Fire. What"s more they claimed to have seen the truth of the world and commanded that all of Alduun wors.h.i.+p them so that they could prevent another catastrophe like the demon invasion from occurring again.
The remnants of the Fae"Laran were the first to refuse, the atrocities that Selene forced them to endure were too much for them to now kneel and wors.h.i.+p her. Their refusal angered Rolan even more than it did Selene and he cursed them changing the color of our skin before proclaiming "Since you refuse the light let all of Alduun know you are without it".
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Selene followed in kind and cursed the Fae"Laran removing our elven lifespan d.a.m.ning us to live only sixty years before banis.h.i.+ng us to the Forsaken lands. Since then our tribe has lived at the foot of the Delos Mountains, some in small villages like Setrhyn while other choose the safety of the capital beyond Tyres Gate." Tylin told the story, his disdain for the G.o.ds visible on his face.
"Wow..." Aerwyn mumbled not knowing how to respond. The rest of the meal was eaten in silence before Aerwyn left for bed. Once he laid down Rin jumped in his lap while Ren laid at the foot of the bed. He stared out the window at the dark village below petting Rin and thinking about the story Tylin had told him.
His eyes began to feel heavy and he drifted off to sleep. He found himself in a grand room not knowing what was happening or how he got there. The word luxurious couldn"t do the room justice, the walls were made of a s.h.i.+ny black stone lined with golden patterns that made you feel like you could get sucked in if you stared too long.
Above an ornate desk in the center of the room was a painting of a man in armor and a woman in a black dress, neither had faces which gave Aerwyn an eerie feeling. He looked away and walked towards the large wooden doors but try as he might he couldn"t get them to budge.
He gave up his futile attempts at opening the door and walked back over to the desk. On the desk was a single opened letter up so he picked it up to read it but the words seemed to blur whenever he focused on them.
"BANG!" A man in polished silver armor barged through the large doors startling Aerwyn.
The sounds of fighting could be heard outside briefly before the door was closed by the man. The man turned to Aerwyn and darted to him at a speed that his eyes couldn"t follow before grabbing his arms in a vice like grip.
Aerwyn paused and looked at the man, he had no face just like the painting and he began to feel fear but he couldn"t figure out why. His mind told him this situation was one that would illicit fear but it just felt wrong. He attempted to push the man off him but he was like a mouse in the jaws of a lion.
"SSSSSUuuuwwWOOSSsss" The faceless man spoke indiscernible words in a voice that kept changing volume, rapidly alternating between loud and quiet causing Aerwyn to panic even more. Time seemed to freeze and he felt unbearable pain in his chest, his vision blurred as he looked down and saw the faceless mans hand reaching inside of his chest.
He closed his eyes and felt hot, too hot. When his eyes opened once more the room was engulfed in wild purple flames that seemed to only be growing stronger. The faceless man was struggling to defend against the flames and was being pushed back towards the doors.
The heat was too much for Aerwyn. He wanted to scream in agony but no sound came out and soon his vision was filled with nothing but wild purple flames.