| LiShen | Created on Thursday, 14 August 2008 00:33 |
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)*- The pages of this part of the -*( Seemed worn and tattered. You Ignore the stains and Read on about the Legend of the famil )*- y they call the Dunedain. -*( Civil Dunadan Chapter Four "Returning 'Home'" I am... was... Civil Shalmara. I had grown up within the Royal family, never knowing that I was not actually of royal blood. One day, when I was of age to be considered a man.. my 'mother' explained to me what had happened. Vesca Shalmara was her close friend when they were children, up until the age of thirteen which she was ascended.. my 'mother' went her own way. Vesca was just a peasant at the time, working as a servant for the Royal family in Shilla. For years the Royal family could not produce an heir to the throne, my 'mother' was sterile. Then, miraculously, one day I appeared out of the shadows. No one knew this, no one was aware of this travesty... that one day someone who was not of noble blood would take the throne of their beloved kingdom, not even I. You see, Vesca had been a concubine, her only way of survival in the harsh times that she had experienced. She was young and could not take care of me, and spoke to the woman who would accept me into her home, the Princess of Shilla. As I grew up, the Princess became the Queen... and the Queen aged slowly but surely. On this day, the day of my reckoning, she tells me that I am of the surname Shalmara and not Q'estou? That I am not actually of royal blood? That the little miracle who was born years after me was the only true connection to the throne. I resented the day he was born, I felt that there was something out of place. They treated him as if he was the only one, that I was just a counterpart. I was told of my name.. Shalmara.. and I thought it was very fitting. I was the lost son of a murdered concubine, left unwanted in the pages of history. Without any warning, I packed up one day and left. I made my way through the vast wilderness with my satchel, a dagger, and a bow. I became a survivalist, self sufficient and an extremely efficient hunter. The wilderness was my new home.. and then I saw the gates of a new kingdom on the horizon... Koguryo... Kugnae. I made my way past the gates, the guards happy to welcome a new unique traveller. I took my ring off (the insignia of my royal nobility), and made my way to southern Koguryo. There I saw a hooded figure, with a bow that was very similar to mine. I spoke to him... "Hail from Shilla, I am Civil Shalmara.." As I said that his eyes grew wide, and I continued to speak "I noticed your bow's constru--" He grabbed me by my sleeve and pulled me into the foliage of the trees surrounding the graveyard in the distance "... You said your name is Shalmara?" "Er.. yes.. Vesca Shalmara was my mother" He looked suspicious.. "I am Halbarad... and... if what you say is true We are brothers by blood." ~Dunadan |
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