Nowhere at Last

[Luxury 1082]

The sounds of nature should wear at ones sanity. Silence became a distant memory.

A herbivore grazing some distance away. A beast stalking it's next meal. All manner of skittering critters leaping among the canopies. The High Elf moved among the wildlands with practiced grace. It seemed that she and peril traveled parallel, a simple story told by the worn countenance that cast an ever jaded gaze forward. Though these eyes betrayed the internal struggle of the once-wizard's unraveling mind and the wisdom many would dream to attain.

The title of wizard held no baring so far from civilization and a new era of magic dawned just as the elf left. She found herself worried that the new faces flocking towards the light of the arcane may never come to achieve the reverence she enjoyed... Surely not without her guidance. That was the mantle she took up. Eliza lingered on her role amongst the Descendants throughout the years.

 

Had she studied her chosen subjects sufficiently?

"Mm, there will always be something more to learn." she echoed a mantra shared with past pupils. 

Perhaps she had provided insightful thoughts enough to warrant satisfaction with herself.

"I'll never observe the instances that will be illuminated by such thought; These instances nearly do not exist; Not to oneself."

After all, in a very elemental sense, she abandoned a pattern that she'd grown long bored of. She had lived too long; each century was a repeat of the last, simply painted in somewhat different events and faces but to the same ends. Her worries faded when she became a hermit, and so she was able to find a state of contentment. She was all she ever truly had, and that was enough for a time... but eventually even that became too much. The time came that she must surrender.

 

Spoiler

Oi. Ive been away for a while. No tellin' if or when I'll come back around. At the very least I'll continue to write of my characters personality progression and do some creative writing here and there. If I end up bringing her back onto the server to play with yall I'll be able to explore a change of personality so that'll be refreshing. Happy rping friends!

 

[z3m0s 1957]

[!] An old dwarf sat alone within an empty tavern, an old book before him. . . His mind wandered off to old times, of his teachings and leadership within the void, he smiled a rare smile as he thought of Eliza, one of his first mentors.

 

Spoiler

Oh thank god, I thought you were pking lmao, nearly had a heart attack. I hope you're doing well. 🙏