Truth in a Dark Place RPG

[Everdawn]

Énien sat at the table, listening to the conversations. The elf smiled at all who sat at the table. They all are at ease, so relaxed, and i cannot help but feel the same she thought, excusing herself from the table. Énien had resolved to check out exactly how safe the Chambria's mansion was, or at least, see what nobility was all about.

It seemed that there were andless corridores, and after a while, she heard the patter of small footstepps. A little girl peered her head round the corner, and stared at her. She supposed this was a child of one of the servents. "Your an elf" she said to Énien. "Yes, i am" she replied.

"What is your name?" the little girl persisted walking up to her. "My name is Énien, what is your name?" Énien asked good-naturedly. "Mai, ive seen elves before, ive seen Queen Arwen." Mai replied smugly. "Oh ave you now?" Énien said in an offhandish tone, starting to walk down the hall once again.

"Where are you from?" Mai asked her.
"Imladris" The little girl frowned. "Imladris"

"Yes"
"Are there any little girls there" Mai was now hopeful, trailing behind the elf. "No, not anymore." Énien was now becoming tired of the little girls questions.
"Why?" In a slight effort to satisfy Mai, Énien smirked. "Becuase a big dragon ate them all up"

"Really?"
"No, not really"
"My friend Dimi said he saw a dragon once."
"How facinating..." said Énien still peering out at rooms which she passed. "You know Wren dont you?"
"Yes, i do"
"The i guess this maked us best friends then." Mai replied.
"Oh, splendid" Énien now had a follower. "How many are you Énien, im only 5!"
"1981, isnt it a little late for little girls to be wandering? where is your mother" The elf bent down to survey the girl. And as if on cue, a woman come, "Mai! come here, I hope she wasnt bothering you lady" The woman said.

"No, not at all" The woman made Mai say goodnight to the elf and there she stood, in a dark corridore. What a strange little girl, so many questions, not unlike another young girl whi used to follow me around for a short time This was of course a reference to Calimir's daughter. She laughed at this memory and continued walking.

Most of the rooms down this corridore were empty, except for one, which had a harp in the corner. A smile crept into the corners of her mouth as she leaned against the door frame. Dare i play it the thought teased her. The elf, now almost in a trance galided over to it and sat. It looked elven, its carvings were immaculate. her father probably got it from a travelling elfÉnine sighed and put her fingers on the strings.

She had not played since she had left Imaldris in search of her brother. It seemed that when her brother died, her ability to play left also, leaving her heart empty, and her thirst for music unquenched.

Without thinking her fingers began to pluck the strings, and the music that filled the room and the surrounding hallways was heavenly. Suddenly she stopped. Tears ran down her face. Pushing herself away from the harp she started to the hallway and kept walking. Stopping only to sit on the steps that lead to the wing of the mansion where her room was.

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Rave was very pleased with the new friend she had found in Domininan. They had talked horses among other things at dinner, and now he took Rave to the holding yards where some of the horses were kept out of the stables.

Of the few horses in this paddock, one was making a terribble racket, a big, black monsterous looking horse, who Rave knew to be Melliant.

"Try as they did, this one would not behave!" said Dominan "just too bloody stuborn!" he laughed leaning on the fence.
"Oh no!, he's a lovely horse, once you get to know him!" Rave said quickly. "He is the elf, Énien's horse, Melliant." she laughed. "Which may explain why he is so stubborn!" they both laughed. The moon shon down on them, like a silver sheet, and a menacing star in the sky still loomed over head.