There was once an individual, young of body, old of soul, and not-quite-human, despite how she may appear. She was, In fact, a Druid, a sorceress of days olde and knew of the last of her kind. She walked the world on her own, distant from all; for what can one lose if they have nothing to begin with? This was a mantra she repeated to herself across the centuries, for this seemingly young woman was anything but. An immortal she was just shy of 1500 years of age, her birthing falling in late autumn, and yet she hardly looked a day over 21. Gifted or doomed with eternal youth, her days were endless and lonely.
Due perhaps to her immortality, or maybe just her kindly nature, there were few didn't know her name. Ariyana Fayeir; the mysterious …show more content…
A deep sort of sadness that does not fade with time, only grows stronger and more agonizing. There were times when you would see it in her eyes, a sorrow out of place on such a young, carefree face. It was a misery of loneliness and guilt, one that weighed ever heavy on her heart. Millennia ago, when Ariyana was truly just a young girl, radiant and at peace she lived with her family, loving parents, and two mischievous little siblings. Deep within the forests of Europe, before man had gone and ripped them apart, they lived with their Druid Sept, already one of the few remaining post Arthurian times. Yet they were content, living in harmony with the nature around them, until that fateful day. She was only twenty one years of age, a child in the eyes of Druid with their century long life span. Nevertheless she was chosen. After the untimely death of the last Guardian months prior, it had only been a matter of time before another was chosen, and at last on the eve of her birthday the stars had aligned, naming her the next Guardian of the sept. Doomed to live on until struck down in battle, her position was an honoured, yet lonely one. Upset by the choice, she had fled, off into the forest she ran until her lungs burned and her legs could no longer hold her weight. There she collapsed to the forest floor and cried, pleading with the gods to change their minds, however all she was rewarded with in turn was
Due perhaps to her immortality, or maybe just her kindly nature, there were few didn't know her name. Ariyana Fayeir; the mysterious …show more content…
A deep sort of sadness that does not fade with time, only grows stronger and more agonizing. There were times when you would see it in her eyes, a sorrow out of place on such a young, carefree face. It was a misery of loneliness and guilt, one that weighed ever heavy on her heart. Millennia ago, when Ariyana was truly just a young girl, radiant and at peace she lived with her family, loving parents, and two mischievous little siblings. Deep within the forests of Europe, before man had gone and ripped them apart, they lived with their Druid Sept, already one of the few remaining post Arthurian times. Yet they were content, living in harmony with the nature around them, until that fateful day. She was only twenty one years of age, a child in the eyes of Druid with their century long life span. Nevertheless she was chosen. After the untimely death of the last Guardian months prior, it had only been a matter of time before another was chosen, and at last on the eve of her birthday the stars had aligned, naming her the next Guardian of the sept. Doomed to live on until struck down in battle, her position was an honoured, yet lonely one. Upset by the choice, she had fled, off into the forest she ran until her lungs burned and her legs could no longer hold her weight. There she collapsed to the forest floor and cried, pleading with the gods to change their minds, however all she was rewarded with in turn was