Legends of Belariath

Aijen

Aijen, the fickle Dryad, by Tsunami.

The nereid writes in a small booklet on the various tathren she has encountered in the area of Nanthalion. This log goes over one of the dryads that have made her lair into her home.

A silent type she is, my small woodland sister. She looks lonely most of the time, unsure of herself, at least, when she is alone in the inn and has not yet found a playing partner that is. I wonder at times why? She is so pretty and so very friendly, she has no need of being afraid of people, to approach them and seek company. I could attribute it to her abused past, having been a misused slave most of her life, which has left scars on her more than she herself would acknowledge. Her masochistic nature, despite the nymphs kin ability to withstand abuse quite well is not part of her true nature. No her masochism is due to the severe abuse in her past. For which I feel sorrow that she has had to suffer like that.

According to her she was caught at a very young age, which for a nymph can be very young since we do get born as adults, but our first few years we tend to be as absentminded as a human child, so there is little difference there. Ever since then she had been used and abused purely as a sex-doll, not to uncommon unfortunately for most nymphs. To an extend I should be grateful I never had to endure that due to where I lived. She has told me long stories of how they would torment her for hours for only slight mistakes in hope to get out her dryad nature. It was only lucky enough that they never found her peach tree else she would have been far worse off.

She told me that during a rather brutal day her owner, she refuses to say his or her name, had a nasty surprise of having a ‘colleague’ showing up and thrashing him or her. In the subsequent mayhem the girl managed to flee her confinements and more so.. the area. Apparently it is not far away since her tree was still found in the forests of Nanthalion when I and she finally found it.

Since her escape there she had I believe a master here, but he let her go when he left. I pity her to an extend that she lacks stability. Neither having a good and caring owner, yet having pets of her own now to maintain and take care of. I allow her to be in my lair and she is close to my heart.

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