Tales For Dark Elf Children

[Baconthief 682]

[books can be found in the malinor & conclave library]

 

Tales for the dark elven youth

 Written by Dezar Drez

 

 

The Boy Who Became Valah

 

There was once an unruly boy who refused to respect his elders

 

“Eat your greens” commanded his mother

 

“No I won’t!” the boy would say

 

“Bow your head to your ancestors” commanded his father

 

“No I won’t!” replied the boy

 

And so it went, day and night, until one afternoon when the boy explored the near by marsh. He smelled the scent of sweet yam pie and followed it to a strange house. The pie sat unattended on the sill and he made to grab it when an elder-wizard

 

“Leave my pie be!” commanded the wizard, and the boy said, “I won’t!”

 

“If you wish to behave like a wild-valah then so be it!” cried the wizard in response

 

Just like that the boy became the palest of valah.

 

 

He ran back to his home, gibbering as a valah would, in despair, but his father chased him away with a shovel, for everyone knows valah are dangerous and diseased. Never again would he play with his friends or enjoy his favorite treats. Don’t make the same mistake as the boy who became a valah.

 

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Purity

 

There once was a young child with the purest of dusken blood. His father and mother were the leaders of a great house, who had many men and woman underneath them. So grand was his future, he studied trained hard to take the place of his father when the time came.

 

He walked among the gardens at twilight, the favorite hour of any true dark elf. In one of the ponds rose a vile-looking figure, so evil was he that the patron-prince’s hair stood immediately on end. The boy immediately knew who this beast was, it was Iblees himself

 

“Back demon!” Cried the young boy “Or I will send you to where you came!”

 

The dark figure only laughed before he raised a single finger

 

“No child, I bring no malice. Only proposition”

 

The figure’s dark ‘spider-like’ fingers began to turn and twist about, forming a spectral orb betwixt his palms. There amidst the orb was the image of a beautiful wood elf, with hair as red as the patron-prince’s eyes.

 

“Marry this woman, and I shall grant you true power. Power that will bring all your ancestors to admire your deeds. Your name will be known by all”

 

The child’s eye’s light up with greed, falling to the fate of many dwarves. He agreed to it, and set off to find this red headed wood elf. Soon the patron-prince found the wood elf and easily began to woo her. Just as the the two kissed, for the first time, Iblees appeared in a poof of thick-black smoke. He snapped his fingers, causing a loud crack to resonate through the night air.

 

The wood elf and dark elf immediately took the form of two giant maggots.

 

 

Iblees began to laugh as he began to speak out loud to himself

 

“Fools, you should've known to abandon purity is to become what you’re not, maggots”

 

The patron and matron lost their only heir to their great house, as he was no longer a dark elf. Iblees had is way and destroyed the great-house because the patron-prince could not keep his blood pure.

 

Do not make the mistake of the patron-prince

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The Ancestors

 

Aside one of the walls of the great houses sat an orphaned child, he wore rag and had no house to his name. An elder walked by, and looked down on the orphan

 

“Child, do you need food?” Said the elder

 

“No, my ancestors will provide”

 

Sure enough the young child found food that day, after kneeling to his ancestors. He sat against one of the wall of the great houses, when the elder walked by.

 

“Child, do you need water?”

 

“No, my ancestors provide”

 

Sure enough, later that day the child found a spring so clear you can see each little scale on a fish. He sat down against one of the walls of the great houses and began to sip from his water jug. The elder walked by once more.

 

“Child, do you nee-”

 

Before the aged-one could speak, the child spoke

 

“Elder, as long as I pray and kneel to my ancestors they will provide and guide with an unseen hand.”

 

The elder then closed his mouth and walked on his way.

The child would grow up, praying to the ancestors with every step, until he reached adulthood. He had become a strong, successful guards-man. He had a family and many comrades, because he knelt to the ancestors for guidance every chance he got. He could take any beast, no matter how quick or strong, for it was the ancestors who fought at his side.

 

 

Remember that no matter what happens, if you're true to your ancestors they will watch over you and protect you. Just as you will one day do for those who come after your death

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[[OOC bit: So many of you have notice I've been gone for a long time, and it's because I feel it best I not play on the server itself until things have smoothed out for me irl. I had some freetime and wanted to write out some dark elf lore, through children stories you can use in rp to brainwash your children. I plan to do more of this in the future and will be playing a new character eventually, more based on elder scrolls dunmer than anything else

 

P.S. Khel is dead, had to kill the temptation of playing on the server]]
 

[Rig 17585]

Myth looks over, disgusted. "Who wrote this bullshit...?"

((Kk. I like these OOC, gives more culture to darkies ;P))

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Elorna reads through the children's stories. She raises a brow and scoffs at the tale containing the red-haired wood elf.

 

((Amusingly over the top, very nice. :P))

[WuHanXianShi14 0]

Cynli Raven'kor giggles and approves.

[MamaBearJade 2090]

Zress sighs as she writes these stories down for her father, whom she missed. Although he was not part of her life much, she had taken it upon herself to be what he wanted, even if that meant she lost everything else. She was Oussana, through and through. Her hands shake slightly as she looks for an urn to put her father's ashes, so he could always be remembered.

[~ Fiend ~ 611]

Isabella looks down as her hand scrawls across the paper before her idly, once again random words from a book she once read. She smiles faintly, allowing it to continue as the words remind her of an old elf she once knew, the sorts of stories he would tell, and most of all, that he was her friend.

[Bat Druid 140]

Oropher, one of the least Dark Elf like Dark Elves, blinks. "Ancestors?" 

[Baconthief 682]

 

Isabella looks down as her hand scrawls across the paper before her idly, once again random words from a book she once read. She smiles faintly, allowing it to continue as the words remind her of an old elf she once knew, the sorts of stories he would tell, and most of all, that he was her friend.

 

 

My heart is melting

[Watyll 1104]

"So the lesson here is don't be a dark elf."

[Malaise 1570]

 

Oropher, one of the least Dark Elf like Dark Elves, blinks. "Ancestors?" 

 

Koltira, the epitome of Mali'ker purity and ideals, believes that this 'Dark Elf' should reconsider what deems him Mali'ker. (( ))

 

In her crib, Serana coos quietly as her father Koltira watches over her, ever vigilant of his child. Story books sit ready by his desk, waiting to be read to the young child.

[Bat Druid 140]

Koltira, the epitome of Mali'ker purity and ideals, believes that this 'Dark Elf' should reconsider what deems him Mali'ker. (( ))

 

In her crib, Serana coos quietly as her father Koltira watches over her, ever vigilant of his child. Story books sit ready by his desk, waiting to be read to the young child.

 

Oropher is physically a Mali'ker, which makes him Mali'ker. Although, he doesn't act like the new Mali'ker and prefers to act on his own accord instead of following their teachings. 

 

((Arzar also hit 400 posts with this. Hooray.))

[Samler 1565]

Seth Calith, a mali'aheral from Haelun'or from back then it stood tall, reads this book and smiles lightly, surely he found a book for his child and grand child to read.

[Lego XBOX 915]

Goroth chuckles as he reads the final story and calls to Isha nearby,

 

"Then they make fun of us because we worship our ancestors more than they do..."

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.