An Immediate Ancestor

[Wrynn 1349]

An Immediate Ancestor

 

A rustling is heard all throughout the air as a light breeze passes through what seems to be the endless fields of wheat and as grains rub against the bodies of those trampling through. Whilst not much else was to be heard, faint whispers call at the ears of the two, “Skaat-izg-û.” As the pair continued through the field the whispers began to worm their way into their ears, growing louder and louder.

 

Suddenly the whispers abruptly stop; a transparent mist forming in front of them. The mist swirls and tumbles before settling into a solid shape, resembling an older dark elf with light grey tattoos covering his skin in patterns including swirls, ridges and the like. The dark elf remains motionless before slowly making his way through the wheat towards Tedyn.

 

“It’s really you.” He’d call out as he’d move his hands to clasp at Tedyn’s face in disbelief. The younger and clearly more confused elf, Tedyn, looked to Shagarath with disorientated eyes before he’d gaze back.

 

 

“I’m sorry Tedyn.” The ‘Ker stuttered; a few tears beginning to form in the corners of his eye as he’d step back to get a good look at his son. “I should’ve taken better care of you… both I and your mother.”

 

“You are my father?” Tedyn uttered as he’d affirm his gaze towards his dad. “That’s why I’m here?” He’d question once more.

 

“Indeed.” The ‘Ker sung, his eyes hazily drifting over towards Shagarath before moving back to Tedyn. “We have much to speak about…” He’d mutter.

 

The two seemed to speak for what seemed an eternity as the old orc beside them twiddled his thumbs. Tedyn began to learn more about his past before he moved to the Dominion and a father was reunited with his son; however as for all things, the meeting came to an end. Tedyn approached his father and wrapped his arms around him tightly before he moved to Shagarath, now beginning to awaken in a cave to the sound of water splashing against the vibrant corals that he had fallen asleep to.

 

[HedgeHug 2049]

Shagarath proudly inhales the chill air blowing around him in the Stargush'Stroh, watching his apprentice take the first steps.

[Dakirennis 959]

The old, tired 'Ker watched from the nearby foothills. Pride swelling in his chest as another of his kin realize the true path of their people, mumbling to himself a small mantra.

 

"Afar Ilzgul, brother. Witness what was once lost to our people and help me guide our kin so that this paradise is never lost to them again..."