The Exile of Liriyen Faey (FA)

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She opens the door and steps out - carefully closing it behind her, It is another corridor - wooden panelling halfway up the walls with open stone to the cieling, which was stone too and a red carpet along the middle of the floor, there are a few torches speeading their dim, gloomy light along the corridor. there are two people busily walking down the corridor, ignoring her. Liriyen listened in on them
"Then the assassin goes to strike the QUEEN!"
"To think of it, should be tortured until their blood evaporates in their veins."
"Such graphics, Gewel! The assassin took fright though and didn't finish their job, caught by the guards as they knealt to examine the body!"
"Such shame assassins have, my friend, should deprive him of what he seeks most."
"Aye, but the assassin t'was a woman!"
"For the likes of it, Drent, I can not imagine that, it would be absurd. Halt my friend, we have a watcher." The two turned and looked at Liriyen "Something you need, miss? do you require directions?" Liriyen was shuddering, she was cold and tired, and now wrongly accused of attempting to kill the queen.
"I require an Exit... fine gentlemen, but as to your discussion - I heard not what you speak, but that the one caught was aiding her majesty." The taller of the two, Gewel looked her up and down.
"Who are you to appear from the dungeons, dress torn and sword by side?" Liriyen thought fast
"I am but a maid, carrying food to the gaurds, and victim to their drunkeness, I am new and need to leave the castle and return to my... mother, which way is the exit, good sirs?" The shorter, and must be said, dirtier of the two, Drent stepped towards her
"A fine lady as yourself should be helped, we shall show you the exit, why we were leaving ourselves!" Gewel nodded
"Quite, we shall escort you, what say you to ouir offer?"

Inv
Liriyen has very few items atm.
Black dress (worn)
Seven gold pieces
Silver hair clips (worn)
Silver sandals (worn)
Ring of Faey (worn)
Blood vial pendant on a silver shain (worn)
Draten Sword (Equipped)
Scabbard (worn)

Spells
Telekinetic blast (Creates an explosion
Pense (able to detect people nearby)(unfocused)
Mind over Body (Transfer pain onto another being or inanimate object)
Erase (Removes memories of another being)
Telekenesis (Ability to move things with the mind)
Fatigue*5 (Makes up to seven people very sleepy
Wandering mind (ability to let your mind travel out of your body and explore, almost undetected. Body remains in a medatative state.) (unfocused)
Flame of Mind (Creates a small powerful flame or a patch of hot air) (unfocused)
Psiwave (Creates mental vibrations confusing/unbalancing enemies, may shatter fragile objects.)(unfocused)
Voice of Mind (Makes up to four people hear a voice, song or noise)(unfocused)

 

Liriyen thinks a bit and comes to the conclusion, that she could kill those two, if they tried something.

"I'll accept your offer."

 

Gewel bowed slightly and motioned for her to walk with them...

"Here we are, m'lady, on our way out now." Gewel smiled slightly, Drent merely performed a lopsided action with what could be described as "mouth" into what would generally be called a "grin" Gewel leant down and whispered into her ear
"He has been through the wars, but he is a kind soul. For a Fey of course." Gewel walked over to a stable boy to arrange something while Drent sidled up to Liriyen
"You alright then?" Liriyen looked down at him, he was very short, and certainly like no other of her race she had met before.
"You're aren't by any chance related to an 'Igor' or something are you?"
"No, but you'd be surprised how many times that has become a confusion. Only Vampires have Igors, Fey are merely vampiric, wouldn't want one."
"True."
"Where are you heading?"
"Out of the city. As soon as possible." Drent gave her a knowing look
"Gewel is a psionic too you know, I know how to block that sort of thing." Liriyen blushed, she had been caught trying to read his mind
"Sorry..."
"Don't worry, if you must know, I'm like this because of the 'Flight of Seven'" Liriyen remembered a rhym she had heard
"In the land quite near,
Where many fear,
There once was a sorry tail.
Of assassins and dragons,
Wizards and talons,
All of which doomed to fail.
T'was the flight of seven,
Lead by the Drow Velon,
Who traveleld all over the land.
Through betrayal and honour,
Romance and horror,
She was saved by a silver hand." Drent nodded as she told it
"Aye, that was it, the Assassin, Florin was fed up of me escaping them every battle and removed my wings with cold iron." Liriyen winced at the thought "They shut me in an iron room" Liriyen noticed a good part of his hand was gone, as if eroded away
"How did you get that?" Drent sighed
"Had to open the door somehow." Gewel came over
"That's now sorted, our coach should be out soon. Will our guest join us? We could easily make a mall diversion if your destination is out of our way." Liriyen thought
"I just need to get out the city." Drent glanced at her
"Surely you're mother must live *somewhere*" Liriyen sighed
"It's in a small city... It's either Kestor or Silawyn" Liriyen thought. Kastor was near the North Border where the Sidhe were, the enemy of Fey, it was also near Sumner, a rather horrid land filled with evil and a small crack into the depths of the land, the country of fire. However Silawyn was near Nomril where no self respecting Fey would go. She had to decide quickly - whether to go with them, and where to go.

Inv
Black dress (worn)
Seven gold pieces
Silver hair clips (worn)
Silver sandals (worn)
Ring of Faey (worn)
Blood vial pendant on a silver shain (worn)
Draten Sword (Equipped)
Scabbard (worn)

Spells
Telekinetic blast (Creates an explosion
Pense (able to detect people nearby)(unfocused)
Mind over Body (Transfer pain onto another being or inanimate object)
Erase (Removes memories of another being)
Telekenesis (Ability to move things with the mind)
Fatigue*5 (Makes up to seven people very sleepy
Wandering mind (ability to let your mind travel out of your body and explore, almost undetected. Body remains in a medatative state.) (unfocused)
Flame of Mind (Creates a small powerful flame or a patch of hot air) (unfocused)
Psiwave (Creates mental vibrations confusing/unbalancing enemies, may shatter fragile objects.)(unfocused)
Voice of Mind (Makes up to four people hear a voice, song or noise)(unfocused)

 

"Kestor it is."

 

Gewel nodded at her
"Are you ready to leave immediately or would you like some time to gather anything reuired?" Liriyen saw the guard who had seen her running down the corridor
"Immediately, I don't think my mother can wait long..." They got into the coach, it was black and had lush, navy blue velvet seats that were very comfortable, it was driven by two black stallions wearing the same blue in their plumes, the coach had started and was leaving as the guard stood watching it helplessly. Liriyen felt a call from her inner child - and stuck her tongue out at him, before coughing nervously and settling down for the long journey ahead.

They sun began to set and the coach came to a sudden halt on the road through the woods, a call came from outside the window
"Your money or your wife!" Gewel smiled at the highwayman
"You may take my wife." The highwayman looked mildly shocked
"Oh... pass her out then." A hard punch came from Drent and knocked the highwayman off his horse
"Then again," Said Gewel smugly "I don't have a wife." The coach drove on leaving the highwayman sitting at the roadside trying to figure out what had just happened.

Darkness fell and they reached a small dark village, it was full of harpies, vaguely human with feroucious wings and clawed legs, tails and long talong from their hands. There were men and women alike glaring at the coach. One approached the coach and stared against the window
"Pay the tarif... Lord, lord and lady." Gewel nodded at Drent who deposited four gold coins and a dead rabbit in the outstretched hand "So kind," The creature cawed "You may continue." They drove on until they reached the western gate of Kastor, it was around midnight by now. Gewel turned to Liriyen
"It is here we must leave you, send my regards to your mother." Drent winked
"Mine too." Liriyen paused
"What of you two?" Gewel smiled slightly
"We are going on to Achton, in Sumner." He chuckled "I am the ambassador." Liriyen blinked
"Oh" She got out the couch
"Fair journeys to you, my lady, may we meet again."
"Fair journeys to you, my lords, I wish you well as kindness for heling me." The coach drove off. Liriyen glanced at the cityand hook her head, she couldn't enter there, they would know about her, all of them would. In this country there are records of everyone - their relationships, friends, enemies, work, homes and current whereabouts were all kept, she couldn't lie. She would have to find somewhere to go. She looked along the road heading NW where the coach was disapearing rapidly, Sumner housed Devils, Harpies, Gargoyles and a few Fey, Harpies needed paying though, from money and creatures she didn't have. North of the City was Staril, she daren't even go near there, SW of where she was was Nomril, it was take the best part of the night and morning to get there, or she could try her luck in Arlban the smallest country in existence where only Halflings lived, two days away. Liriyen yawned.

Inv
Black dress (worn)
Seven gold pieces
Silver hair clips (worn)
Silver sandals (worn)
Ring of Faey (worn)
Blood vial pendant on a silver shain (worn)
Draten Sword (Equipped)
Scabbard (worn)

Spells
Telekinetic blast (Creates an explosion
Pense (able to detect people nearby)(unfocused)
Mind over Body (Transfer pain onto another being or inanimate object)
Erase (Removes memories of another being)
Telekenesis (Ability to move things with the mind)
Fatigue*5 (Makes up to seven people very sleepy
Wandering mind (ability to let your mind travel out of your body and explore, almost undetected. Body remains in a medatative state.) (unfocused)
Flame of Mind (Creates a small powerful flame or a patch of hot air) (unfocused)
Psiwave (Creates mental vibrations unbalancing enemies, may shatter fragile objects.)(unfocused)
Voice of Mind (Makes up to four people hear a voice, song or noise)(unfocused)

 

She decided that she would go to Arlban.

Halflings weren't that witty folk.

 

Liriyen looks along the road, it begins to rain. she sighs
"damn this humour..." She stumbled down the rocky, uneven path, and hoped she didn't encounter anyone. She saw a guards horse approaching, being ridden by what she presumed as a guard. She took flight and flew close to the trees keeping hidden. The guard must have heard her though, or seen her as he called out.
"Wait! Come back!" she flew over the trees and struck herself on a branch and landed, flying took all the energy out of you. She glanced up at the dark, night sky and heard the guard dismount and walk through the woods. Perhaps she could escape some other way?

 

She attempted to shapeshift into a bat.

 

Liriyen shifted into a bat and flew up into the branches and hung upside down amongst a crowd. She watched the guard look at the prints in the mud and looked up at the horde of bats. Liriyen watched intently, she heard a voice from beside her
"Heya cutie." She turned and looked at a bat, who winked at her. She glared at it and thwacked it with her wing. it screeched slightly before flying off, the Guard turned away from the bats and walked towards his horse, Liriyen considered chasing him, she had a strange urge to make high pitched noises to find prey, she restrained herself. She should try shifting into something else to fly on perhaps.

Inv
Black dress (worn)
Seven gold pieces
Silver hair clips (worn)
Silver sandals (worn)
Ring of Faey (worn)
Blood vial pendant on a silver shain (worn)
Draten Sword (Equipped)
Scabbard (worn)

Spells
Telekinetic blast (Creates an explosion
Pense (able to detect people nearby)(unfocused)
Mind over Body (Transfer pain onto another being or inanimate object)
Erase (Removes memories of another being)
Telekenesis (Ability to move things with the mind)
Fatigue*5 (Makes up to seven people very sleepy
Wandering mind (ability to let your mind travel out of your body and explore, almost undetected. Body remains in a medatative state.) (unfocused)
Flame of Mind (Creates a small powerful flame or a patch of hot air) (unfocused)
Psiwave (Creates mental vibrations unbalancing enemies, may shatter fragile objects.)(unfocused)
Voice of Mind (Makes up to four people hear a voice, song or noise)(unfocused)

 

Liriyen decides that a raven might a more appropriate form to travel about in the night.

 

Liriyen reverts to her normal form and falls onto the ground uttering a single "oof" she hears the guard from the trees nearby
"Hello? Anyone there? I need to speak with you!" Liriyen shifted into a raven and flew high above the trees, she could see everything clearly, the twinkling stars and the blue moon - a smooth sphere guarding the sky while the sun rests, she saw the emereld forests below her and the world sleeping below the clouds. she saw a few small villages, of the Harpy kind, fires blazing in the centre of the village and people dancing, cooking, and performing rituals and tales around them. She had to focus, it was a long way to Arlban. two days travel, maybe just over one in flight.

 

Liryen makes her way to Ariban as quickly as possible by wing - she doesn't want to walk on the road when it's day.

 

She flies on towards Arlban, avoiding castles and small furry things that tempted her. she passed over Sildora - the great Veela city, shinging slightly in the otherwise dark landscape, which was turning into a large forest. She was getting tired, she had flown a long way and could no longer see the step walls of Kestor, only the retreating glow of Sildora and the looming green woods, behind her she could sense another glow- not that of the city. The sun was rising. She began to panic, she was high up and her powers slowly diminishing in the light. Her form reverted to normal and she plummeted as her tired body couldn't support her on the air, she fell into the mercy of the branches of the trees below, she fell from one to the other, ripping her dress and leaving twigs in her hair. She fell bruised in pain before becoming unconscious. This wasn't her day.

"Lookie here..."
"She's dangerous! She can't stay here, think of the children..."
"We could send her to Staril... the Sidhe are always awanting Fey prisoners."
"She looks hurt..."
Liriyen came round to the many voices of people she didn't know. Halflings. She was at least half a day away from Arlban though. How could they be here? She stood up and glanced around, they took a step back and examined her critically. she cried out in pain and they drew back further. Halflings didn't like the Fey, they often enslaved or killed halflings for feeding.
"Wh-what are you staring at?" She asked shakily, she tried to get up but her muscles screamed in protest. She leant against the tree that had so brutally beaten her and glared at the crowd... she realised how hungry she was. She shook the idea out of her head.
"Why are you here?"
"We could ask you the same, Fey."
"My business is my own." there was a laugh from the crowd as someone spoke in a a language she didn't understand. she glared even more.
"Look ,Fey, we don't want you here, we live here, in the village yonder. Now get your arse of our land." Liriyen leapt forward and grabbed the speakers collar. The rest rushed to defend him in slow motion, they were a community people yet also fearful. "Geroff me!"
"How far to Arlban?"
"Geroff me!"
"Tell me or I shall feed from you."
"Gerooooo..."
"Well?"
"South... five hours travel" Liriyen dropped him and attempted to walk off... she limped for a few meters an collapsed amongst gales of laughter.

 

They had gone away. Atleast Liriyen thought so. She opened her eyes.

 

(she wasn't unconcsious - just fallen over )

She stood up and glared at the Halflings

 

Liryen offers her apologies for her brutal behavior and asks the halflings for some food.

 

Liriyen turns to them and apologizes. The Halflings look at her in shock.
"are you alright mis?" Liriyen glared
"Of course I am."
"Its just... you spoke to us equally... and asked for food..."
"And?"
"well... Here we are only allowed to grow strawberries... Fey are Carnivores... we have no meat." A female halfling drew her child behind her.

 

I understand.. But could you tell me how I can get my hands on some food by any means?

 

The halfling gulped
"If... you are heading to Arlban, be careful, they won't like you! They are against anyone not a halfling... they distrust them... they started a country after escaped prisoners from places such as Stoneleaf, Sumners, Cremsa and this place... Telepen, they rebelled, many were recaptured and many died in an attempt to save loved ones... But you should know all that. You weren't born yesterday." He sighed "You could perhaps... obtain a goat or pony, but I swear - if I find one person has been harmed by you there will be a hell to pay!" Liriyen glared
"I am not a common thief, I would rather purchase means of food." The halfling waved a hand in annoyance
"Then buy a bloody goat. We have nothing mor eto say to you, we must return to work."

 

Liriyen snarls.

"How much for a goat?"