MidnightFighterX

Lunaria was born in the Princedom of Fenn, land of Arcas. She was raised by her mother, who taught her the dangers of the world, but also the beauty within it. She told her about the other Elves that roamed the lands, but how she must never discriminate against anyone whom she might meet. Lunaria was indeed an Elf, who was always fascinated with the stories her mother would tell her. Her favourite being the story of Lomal and the Portal. She used to wonder if the portal still stood, that maybe there was really another world. She didn’t have siblings, and she never knew her father, so her mothers attention was fully upon her. Her mother trained her. She trained her to become skilled with the swords, to become silent in shadows. Her mother was preparing her. She knew it. At the Elven age of 17, when Lunaria was done training and had learned everything her mother knew, she had woken up to her mother not with her. She had disappeared, but all her belongings were still here. She had no one to go to, no one to look after her, and no one to help her find her mother. She had roamed about the city, looking for her mother at day and sobbing at night. After weeks of being alone, she could take no more. She had trusted her mother, so why had she gone? Has she left for good? These questions made her scared, which in turn made her angry and then sad. She decided to leave. After days of preperation, she waited until the night was still. She had taken her mother’s sword, an Elven sword which she had used in her stories. She also took a warm embroided cloak, a satchel strewn across her back, and her favorite book. The world was waiting for her, and the path to find her mother lay ahead. She would trust no one, remembering the warnings in the songs her mother would sing about the world of Men and Dwarves. As she walks with sword always at her waist, she finds that more mysteries lie around her than ever before. What adventures await her in the lands ahead? Which person to trust or which person to run from? Only the future of the world knows her fate . . .