Fantasy Dark Elves (@Zel814)

[Saiyan Princess]

In a world of darkness, can one elf calm the storm going on in her world? Can she and her new mate get along after being forced into the relationship? Is there another side to him?
Zel814

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Morgana sat among her bretheren around a roaring fire, praying that something could be done to stop this war that was going on among the elves. Unfortunately there was one thing that could be done, but only a female elf could do it. A dark elf of immense power and extremely cruel sought a mate, as many had done before. The elder elf, Isezar, threw some dirt into the fire. The smoke rising from the flames took shape, transforming into Morgana herself. "No!" Morgana's mother got to her feet. "No! Not my only daughter. Please!" "She must do this, woman." her father snapped, quickly apologizing to the elder. Morgana bit her bottom lip, unsure of how she was to do this.

 

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((I'll set up my characters in the castle then you can show her showing up in that area.))

A'ros had been training air mages all night, and they had disappointed him. As they stopped for their mealtime, he went to the balcony of the second story of the castle. Most of the Dark Lands were caves but the castle was the one thing that resembled something elven. It was large, had trees entangled in some of its windows, large, majestic glass windows. It was black but gorgeous. A'ros was facing out looking at the ground below when his father came out onto the balcony. His father had long black hair and pure black eyes. His teeth were razor sharp as were all dark elves, but for whatever reason, Andranar's were even more so. He looked at A'ros.

"What brings you out here, my son?" he asked in dark elven.

A'ros was completely covered in a black robes, black sleeves, and his face was entirely masked in cloth except for eye slits and an open area for his mouth. "The mages are disappointing. If they are to be ready for battle..."

Andranar stepped forward and stood next to A'ros. "You will prepare them and train them properly. And if they fail, remind them of the consequences..."

A'ros nodded. "I shall."

Andranar added, "Have you found a suitable mate yet? We have sent you a number of high-status females and you have declined them thus far."

A'ros breathed a long sigh. "I have high standards. I will pick one when the right one comes. I want one that I know will please me. The last one you sent me was too clingy. I need one that can take care of herself and leave me to my study. I will come to her when I need to mate..."

Andranar sighed as well. "Then, we will continue to look for a suitable one..."

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"Great Elder, please, you cannot allow that...that...creature...to take Morgana from her home! It is the only one she knows!" Morgana's childhood friend and advisor attempted to force the old mage to change his mind.

"Calm yourself, young Gareth. Calm yourself." The old man wasn't going to have Gareth get too excited and frighten Morgana into wanting to stay. "Morgana has been chosen. There is nothing I can do." He walked away.

That's how it happened. Morgana was being forced to marry a monster she has yet to meet.

About an hour later, Morgana started on her long journey, eventually arriving at a tall, darkened castle surrounded by dead trees and blood red skies.

The first life she came across were elven soldiers. Keeping her hood up, the woman moved quickly past them and up to the castle. At this point, she was hungry and without a single apple in sight.

Her stomach rumbling, Morgana attempted to hide her nerves by pulling her cloak up and over the skin of her arms. "Mother, Father, I promise to honor you."

 

[Zel814]

Dark elves were very tall and thin. They had black or silver hair, black eyes, and razor sharp teeth. When the guards saw her approach, disguised as a dark elf, they were curious to her presence. It wasn't normal for a female to approach the castle without a reason. One of the guards approached her. He said in dark elven, "What brings you here, woman?" The other guard looked at the woman closely. She looked just like a high status maiden that had gone missing many years ago. The guard looked shocked. "Is it ((her disguise name))?" The other guard titled his head. "It is!" They did not give her a chance to respond. They quickly grabbed her and brought her inside of the castle. Andranar and A'ros had witnessed the scene, and while A'ros had found it curious he returned to his duties. Andranar, on the other hand, being the right hand of the dark elven king, came down stairs to see what was going on.

Andranar had shadows all over his body, like an aura. He looked at her. "Are you who they think you are? Can you explain where you have been all of these years?"

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Morgana attempted to answer the guards BEFORE they grabbed her, but she was too slow. Before she could find the energy to blink, Morgana had been dragged into the haunting castle. "Ow!" She complained loudly toward the guards. "Do NOT be so forceful with me." She adjusted her cloak. "I'm a lady." This was all pure adrenaline. Morgana wasn't normally like this on the outside at all. The elf was frightened beyond all reason, but she would never EVER let that show. Yes, she had to put on a show for her new host, but that was all it would ever be...right? The sight of Andranar caused Morgana to cringe. He was absolutely atrocious! Just like her friend had said. "I-I am...I am Irina, sire. Are you A'ros?"

 

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Andranar was shocked by her behavior. "You will calm yourself, maiden." He said. "Irina," he said looking at her, "No, I am not. I am his father...you must have lost your manners in the years you have been absent. How did you know of my son's name?" he asked, curiously, raising his brow. Andranar was not one to tolerate insolence from females. They knew their place and both of his wives would never speak to him as such. The guards were also a little bewildered by her behavior. In dark elven culture, this sort of behavior could be punishable by banishment or being lowered a status, which would be very bad. However, Andranar was a little more forgiving given that she was supposedly a female who had been lost for years and that she was attractive.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Morgana cursed herself for forgetting her manners so quickly. "My apologies, my lord. The elves that took me in were quite appalling themselves." She bowed her head quickly, wishing to make amends for what she has done. "My people talk often of your family. May I speak with him, sire?" Morgana looked up into those dark, soulless eyes, deep in thought. Whatever was she to do about Andranar? "Or perhaps you would like to show me around your castle? As you said before, I lost my manners and even my MEMORY while I was away.

 

[Zel814]

Andranar's gaze seemed to soften a bit. She was indeed a high status, beautiful dark elf. He said after a moment of silence, "I can show you to a place you may stay until we find out the appropriate home for you. As for my son, he is busy. However, if you can explain your business with him, I might be able to arrange a meeting." Andranar had been trying to find A'ros a mate for some time, but A'ros was incredibly picky. Andranar figured it was because A'ros' former mate had been so perfect in all regards that it was impossible to find such a high status female with those same qualities. However, it was necessary for A'ros to procreate again, at least once, and for him to have a stable home, which would only be possible with a female.

Andranar began to escort her through the castle. They passed a few dark elves in the process. They were all similar to Andranar though some had very pleasant faces if it weren't for the black eyes and razor-sharp teeth. As they went down a hallway, a young dark elf male came in looking rather exhausted and somewhat injured. This got Andranar's attention. "Another tough day, K'run?" he asked. The elf replied, "Yes, sir, A'ros is unforgiving. But I am learning." K'run passed them, nodding toward Morgana and going on about his business.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

"Oh, thank you, m'lord!" Quickly Morgana followed him, curious as to how he lived. "I was sent here by my village elder. My name was chosen from the embers of the evening fire." she explained before clearing her throat. "It's difficult to explain, highness." Hearing that A'ros was busy, the woman giggled lightly. "Busy doing what, exactly?" Keeping her head down, that's when the soldier showed up. One look at him and upon hearing his terrible words, Morgana knew she was going to have a problem with this A'ros. "Is this A'ros always like that?"

 

[Zel814]

Andranar looked a bit irritated with her talkativeness. "It seems whoever you stayed with taught you no manners...I am not sire. I am the king's right hand. Of importance, but nonetheless, you may call me a lord, but not a sire. You do not inquire about the business of any high status males, even if you are high status yourself. And yes, A'ros ensures our men are treated properly. They must be ready for war....here we are. This will be your room until I speak to the king and find you a mate of similar status." Just as he opened the door to the room, a man with cloth robes came in. He was completely covered, except for a spot for his eyes and mouth. He looked a little shorter than the dark elven males that came inside with him. He looked toward Morgana and Andranar. Andranar bowed his head. "I see you have been training them well, A'ros." A'ros nodded his head, "As always. Who is this?" he asked, gesturing toward her, but asking Andranar. Dark elven males treated their females as below them.

Andranar replied, "This is Irina...the lost. Do you remember her story?" A'ros paused for a moment. "Aye, yes..." Andranar replied, "It seems she has forgotten her manners...I am assigning her to this room until the king knows of the situation and we find a mate for her...someone who can teach her her place." They said this all right in front of her, but if she were to respond rudely, they would likely kill her. A'ros nodded. "I see. Good evening, Father." A'ros continued down the hallway.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Before Morgana could open her mouth to respond to the disguised male, he was gone. "Thank you for your hospitality, my lord." She addressed Andranar with a bowed head. Other than that, she was silent, entering the room and feeling the furniture. "Will I ever get the opportunity to meet this king of yours?" She finally had the courage to ask, hoping to at least talk to him about this war going on. It had to stop! Morgana sat on the end of the bed, her stomach still empty. "Hmm..." she saw a long vine hanging beside the open window, gently beating against the brick. Standing again, Morgana crossed the room, stuck out her hand, and touched the vine. Within seconds, a dark red apple began to bloom from the green vine.

 

[Zel814]

Andranar did not see this but if he had, she would have been discovered. ((They don't do magic like this in dark elven lands.)) He replied, "The king will see you later today, to make decisions on where you will be placed." With that, Andranar shut the door. It wasn't until near morning that a servant escorted Morgana to a room full of a few other females. The room was empty and dark. The king was a tall, thin dark elf with silver hair. He entered the room with A'ros and Andranar at his side. The king said, "It is my understanding you are in need of a mate," he said to A'ros. A'ros nodded, "Aye. But none have met my standards." The king sighed. "Your standards are high. But understandably so...I heard there is a recovered dark elf among this group." Andranar stopped in front of Morgana. "This is Irina. She is ill-mannered, however, in spite of her being high status. Wherever she stayed, they did not teach her well." The king sighed. "She likely fell victim to traitors...very well." He looked toward A'ros. "Do you want one of these?" A'ros was quiet for a long moment.

After about two minutes, he stopped in front of Morgana. "I will take her if she can prove herself worthy of pleasing me. You say her manners are ill. We will have to remedy that if she is to come to my house. I heard from your history you are skilled in battle. I will need to see this...I have a task in the north I must attend to. You can accompany me. If you prove yourself worthy, I will mate with you."

The king nodded. "Then it is decided." It was obvious as A'ros stood with the dark elves that he was not a dark elf. While dark elves were naturally evil, humans were not. If his humanity could surface, perhaps he was redeemable.

((I apologize for how rough the society is. The dark elf culture is very tough. They are villains so they will kill her if she deters from her disguise at all. However, as we get further in the rp, things should develop between A'ros and Morgana that will allow her to be more herself.))

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Morgana stood there nervously, her knees shaking beneath her robes. "The Snatchers are a rough bunch." She whispered to herself. "No wonder I have such a bad attitude. Surviving with them meant you had to steal and murder." This was a fictional story, of course. Her homeland and comrades were good to her. She loved them dearly and missed them terribly.

Upon hearing that Irina was skilled in battle, Morgana's heart turned over and she went pale. She couldn't FIGHT! It wasn't normal at home for women to learn to fight. That only occurred under dire circumstances. If the number of warriors were dwindling, they would put women out on the field, but only then!

"Pardon me for saying so, highness, but my memories are all gone. I have no recollection of any skill in battle." Morgana began to plead for her life. "I remember nothing."

 

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Andranar looked annoyed with the situation. "Then you will learn. A'ros, plan for your trip for tomorrow." A'ros nodded. He looked toward Morgana. "Be ready at first dark." They were nocturnal so they did not wake up until nighttime began. Their nighttimes were also a lot longer than in other lands, so daytime was about the same length as night time was in other places. A'ros left without saying anymore. Andranar had servant escort Morgana back to the room in the castle. That was when they finally gave her a plate of food. It was mostly meat and a little bit of fruit. It was completely foreign to where she had lived, but it didn't taste too bad.

In the evening, which was like morning for them, a servant came for Morgana. The servant seemed kind in spite of her species. "Good eve. Are you ready to come with me?"

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Then you will learn. Learn with what? Her magic was practically illegal here! "This is utterly hopeless." She fell asleep.

When she woke next, there was a servant at her door? "Good eve." Morgana grunted sleepily into her pillow, trying to remain comfortable. "I'm not ready, ma'am. I don't know how to fight. I will die out there." Finally, Morgana pushed herself into a sitting position. "Does everyone here wake at this hour?" she crossed the room in the same dress she arrived in, stretching on the way. "You wouldn't happen to know who all is going, would you?" Morgana didn't want to be left alone with this jerk.

 

[Zel814]

The servant seemed kinder than anyone else she had met here. "On your journey will be you and Lord A'ros, I believe. You say you don't know how to fight? You should be alright. Lord A'ros is amazing in battle, I hear. He will protect you. Come, I am to take you to breakfast. And yes, it is night. Everyone should be waking up at this time. After breakfast, I am to take you to Lord A'ros." The servant escorted Morgana to breakfast. It was obvious that the servant wasn't 100% dark elf, which might explain why she had some kindness in her. She was part forest elven, though only a quarter, probably. She had Morgana sit at a table with many other castle folk, none that seemed to notice her.

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Morgana sat there silently, unable to bring herself to speak among the other elves, most of whom were men. "Lord A'ros isn't here." Morgana murmured under her breath, scanning the table left and right for the masked man. "Good. I'm hungry." Morgana could already smell the food she was to devour. A pair of females shot her a warning glance. By now, Morgana knew to be silent. This is dangerous. I won't survive with just this atrocious monster as my guide.

 

[Zel814]

((So sorry, I thought I replied to this.))

After breakfast, the same servant from before took Morgana outside to meet with A'ros. Breakfast clearly meant nighttime, as in other cultures, it would be bedtime. A'ros was still almost completely clothed. He said this without any expression in his voice. "Are you ready? We must leave at once. Come...the wolves are waiting." He walked toward a den where there were many wolves on chains. He unchained two of them, one which seemed familiar with him, because it rubbed against A'ros' hand. His was white, but the one he led toward Morgana was a silvery color. "We have a day's journey to our destination. I had a trainee who decided to flee, and now that we have located him, it is time to make him pay for desertion."

 

[Saiyan Princess]

Wolves? Pay for desertion? What was going on?! Taking the wolf's lead, Morgana followed nervously, choosing to keep her distance from the male. "Is all of this truly necessary, A'ros?" she asked with a hint of hesitation in her words. "After all, Iri-I ran away as well, and no wolves were sent to kill me." Morgana sniffled, the bitter cold irritating her nose. "Were I in this soldier's shoes, I cannot say I would stay here either."

 

[Zel814]

((Sorry. :/ ))

 

[Saiyan Princess]

((It's fine. I'm used to it))