Hopefully, Lost And Forgotten.

[DISCOLIQUID 2702]

Vallei'sul stood before the Elven mine, and all she needed now was a witness. Merit Pascal approached the scene, and she thought to herself, "He will do." She glanced down into the mine-shaft, narrowing her eyes at the thin space near the corner of the drop to the abyss. She beckoned Merit, and so he came. To him, she spoke seemingly depressed words. "The world hates me. The Mali soon shall hunt me." Whether or not her act was truly convincing, Vallei'sul could not know. She culminated her depressing words with the wish of suicide, to fling herself into the abyss. Merit made no attempts to stop her, and so she threw herself.

 

Vallei'sul swung through the air, knowing that if she missed the small over-hang, her life would end. She landed upon the small out-crop of rock, the only protection from her and the fall beneath her. She hoped and prayed that Merit had bought her suicide, hoped that her memory from the Aheral would fade, and she could live in a life that was not hunted by Kalenz and his forces. She waited for many days, before climbing out of the mine, seeking to slip into the night, unnoticed by the Aheral.

 

A note is given to the Aheral by bird. It is penned by by Vallei'sul, before her 'demise'.

 

"Mali, I admit to my crimes. I have been a murderer, a thief, and a liar. I can no longer say I am an Aheral, and my time must end, along with the rest of the Orrariran. tayna'kae eth."

 

 

This is my character's way of dealing with the loss of many of her friends and her inevitable loss of the trial to come. It's been a blast RP'ing with all the High Elves, but now Vallei'sul must carry on. 

 

[Glyc 234]

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