[PK] An Eagle's Last Flight

[TwiSama 331]

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Tahlia left from the Vale right to the place she felt at peace, her home. As she reached the statue of Nemglan, she looked around to the burnt docks with no change in mind. Tears began to flow down her checks as a soft smile adorned her face.

 

"You have courage for calling me Tahlia. What is it you need?" 

 

She thought to herself, its for the balance, everything must be fixed. Now look what happened, he's gone and it's your fault you dumb Tahorran. Tahlia walked closer to the edge of the cliff looking across the lands for a long while, feeling the breeze rush through her clothing and buzzcut hair. Her gaze went down into the water as she sat for some time writing individual letter to those of her family and friends, before sending them all off with her birds Soren and Lae, each bird staying with one person once done their tasks. Her smile stayed on her face as she laid her elk bone stave upon the grass as it waited for its new owner to retrieve it.

 

"Let's name him Emandriel, I want to name him after the man I saw as a father. I'm sure Emanaf will love it!"

"I'm sure I will love him until my last breathe.."

 

The son she loved dearly would soon be left to be, to grow on his own. Though haven't been around for years, he won't know anyways. The day he was born was the day that brought her happiness, it made her ex-husband happy. That is all she cared about, her precious son Emandriel, never wanting to leave him with others, even give him over. The thought of her son made her tears come quicker and quicker as she rose to her feet.

 

"This may be the last time I will see you Melawen. I may not return after this."

 

"But why?"

 

As she stood at the edge of the cliff, she spoke a prayer to herself, to the mani she loved, Nemglan. She'd eye the water below with no going back now, taking a few steps back before jumping down into the water, something she loved to do. Allowing herself to sink in and think for a few moments left.

 

"I will hopefully.. I love you Scarlet, keep living life, and stay safe."

 

"You were on a council aiding a voidal city... We've gave you many warnings.. You are banished.."

 

"I have gave you many warnings on what is right and wrong, at this point you are fooling yourself."

 

"You tried assassinating the High Prince and myself, as well as a coup attempt."

 

"Stupid girl."

 

"Aspects, watch over my lliran and lari'onn, they deserve the world.."

 

That was the last thing the 'ame thought to herself, losing consciousness slowly before she laid in the place she grew, a soft smile stayed upon her face, closing her eyes slowly closing out the blinding sun. The Tahorran would be no more..

 

 

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Thank you to the people that gave me wonderful RP on Tahlia. She was a very enjoyable character, but, the longer I played her, the more I have gotten too attached and upset. Everything as of recently with Elvenesse and the Druids have gotten me upset, it isn't your faults and I do not blame you.  I'm the one who is sorry for making the RP stressful and tight because of the action my persona caused. I will still be around on other personas and I hope to see you all once more again. Thank you<3

 

[PeachLova 585]

Sitting in the girl's room within his home. The 'aheral thought of the times they spent genuinely happy. Before her untimely decisions. When she was truly just a naïve girl. 

 

He would leave her bed as she left it. The room as she intended. A single candle being blown out as if he were only leaving it be for her prompt return. 

 

Yet another loss. And not enough time to grieve. 

[Chase 3793]

Evar'tir Oranor shed no tears for his former councillor. The High Prince regarded the news with an amused scoff, a singular remark emit. "Pest."

[Junoix 2301]

"And so it is done."

 

A Fox somewhere hums before continuing on her journey.

[Space_Gene 455]

Vanya Hileia slowly reads the letter as soon as it has arrived, she'd look out over the ocean aboard her vessel, sending the bird away, she'd slam her hand against the railing of the ship in anger soon turning to sorrow then to compassion of her fond memories of her friend "Fly my sweet, to the four Corners! and beyond.". she'd slowly walk towards her quarters where her live sat with their child, explaining the news. "All my dear friends are passing on." she'd say to her love, as she weeps for her good friend "Curse those who wronged her, may they satisfy Iblees in the Nether!"

She'd think back to the time of another friend "And damn Elvenesse, I pray to live the day I see it burn to Ash!"

She'd say with rage

[TheTri 384]

One man leased no words, assuming the deed had been done.

[Guest]

 

A looming figure stood astride a mountain peak with the wind blowing past his skull-crested helmet. His dark plates stuck out like a sore thumb in the presence of those snowy white hilltops, his black fabric garment on his shoulder billowing in the wind. 

 

The Coyote sneered, "It was nothing personal. An imbalance in its own right that was corrected. Now, those interlopers shall never touch one of my brood again." He wiped frost away off one of his rusted pauldrons and watched the sky, as though looking for an answer from above. 

 

"Wicked it might be. But peace was achieved, and there is nothing that matters to me more than peace. Goodbye, Tahorrans, let your folly show the others what is ordained to happen should one of my blood be claimed in malice ever again. Peace be upon you."

 

With that, the scene cut out and the desolate figure was left to his rest. 

[JuztLizzy 388]

The brunette Elfess would sit in her living room in silence...having read the letter that her sister had sent before her passing. small sobs escaped her lips while gripping the paper tightly in her hands.

 

"all she ever did was with good intent...she was one of the kindest 'Ame that i knew.."

 

Laltyl shook her head slightly in disbelief, folding up the paper and holding it close to her chest, closing her eyes and softloy mumbling a prayer.

 

"you didn't deserve the pain that you suffered...Aspects guide and protect my lari'onn.."

 

After a few moments of silence, Laltyl rose from her seat and headed to her room, sitting on her bed and placing her father's spear on her lap, holding it's wooden body with a tight grip, letting a few more tears fall while she moarned the loss of another she considered family.

[chezel_ 264]

Any one could ask Seraphite why she had nearly given her life for Tahlia, and any could ask why the Viradiraar protected the 'ame.

 

The answers to those questions? Well, no one, not even Seraphite herself, would be able to answer.

 

Seraphite had put out Malin's Flame for Tahlia, for vengeance- maybe even for some relief. She spoke to the mali'ame after the fall of Ando, and still she took her side, still she protected Tahlia.

 

"Llun, oem'ii." The 'aheral whispers, her gaze shifting to the sun slowly drifting beneath the horizon. "May those dammed Aspects take mercy on you."

 

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[mmat 7460]

Standing sentinel a safe distance from the voidal atrocity at Ando Alur, Avius caught word of Tahlia's ultimate end. The 'ame exhaled a resigned breath through his nose, slender blade in hand, and shook his head. He cast his eyes upon the swirling maelstrom of malignant energies over the horizon, but didn't look for too long, so terrible was the sight.

 

"You could've redeemed yourself. Coward's way out, Tahlia."

[DistantCryptid 405]

"That is one way of ending it."
The pale elf commented dryly, overlooking the decrepit land from a safe distance,perched atop a tree there was no anger present in their tone, although their words were frigid, much like the place that they emerged from all those years ago
"She runs, she hides, too frightened to face what she caused, what she could have stopped."
A pause, a breath in
"Coward."

[VoidandNull 355]

Hearing the news about the latest death of the traitorous hawk, Galan gave a quick thought on his actions after such. Grabbing the nearest map, he pulled out a charcoal pencil and charted a course. With a pairing of flint and steel, as well as a torch, he plotted a course for the woman's druidic tree.

"Finally! Nothing like a bit of arson in another nation to start a morning off right." 

 

[Mickey 57]

Travelling from one place to another has its benefits of hearing the latest news across Almaris; however, the typically energetic potato-fanatic was left distraught at the news of her aunt's untimely demise.

 

“It's not true...is it?”

 

The concept of death wasn't new to her. She’d learned of the repetitive cycle whom they called life and death, though she never expected it to happen so soon to someone she loved so dearly. Her golden eyes hastily search for Tahlia to disprove what she thought to be rumors. Suddenly, a familiar crow swoops down and drops a single letter by her feet before continuing on to its next destination. Her lips begin to tremble as she finishes reading the letter.

 

"N-no," she manages with a croak. "No, it's not true..." 

 

As much as she tried to hold her composure, she could hold the heartbreak no longer. The small ‘ame covered her face with shaking hands and let an agonizing screech escape her. The thirteen-year-old brought down to her knees as she mourned for her most beloved.

[WizardWhisper 385]

Finally Deshe received, or rather found, the letter telling of death. As she first laid eyes on the first sentence she begun to crumble. Every word she read aloud to herself, yet barely able to finish it with sobs taking over her voice. With blurred, teary vision she crumpled to the ground, only to grief the loss of her sister, her best friend, alone in silence.

 

With a heavy heart soon after she grasped her dagger, cutting off her hair to the shortest length it would go.

"Rest well, Tahlia."