Legends of Belariath

Aphris

DIARY OF APHRIS

It all started many many years ago....when I was 6...my mother and I were very close...I was her pride and joy...but...she passed away mysteriously. I had to grow up quickly then, without the guidance of my mother. My father...he told me that she was sick, fatally sick, and died. How naive I was back then, her death was nae an ill cause at all. My father, in all his evil, had her own clan mates murder her with poison because they lusted after her great power and prestige, my father had married her only for her powers. He had waited until she bore him a child and only then, hesitated because of a minor attachment to her. Nevertheless, she was dead now, and I had nothing but these words she whispered in my ear as she gripped my hand, "Sors imanis et inanis". Little did I know that these words transferred her immense power to me...I later found that it remained dormant until my 18th summer, unfortunately, my father caught on to my late mother's ploy and plotted to destroy me when I turned 18. He prepared for that occasion by making sure all ties with the world were severed from me so I could not gain any outside allies or lovers who would come to my aid.

However, this was not to be. Right before my 18th birthday, I ran away from home. I ran very far...so far I believe I crossed the great continental divide. I eventually came to a wonderfully green and lush valley full of forests and a lovely town, including a strange inn on the outskirts, I had heard many rumors in the tiny town, about how strange and magical creatures went to that inn. About how young virgin nymphs and tall gruff looking trolls coexisted there. I so wanted so badly to belong somewhere, to feel needed, so I went further down into the forested valley to reach the inn...

It was nightfall before I made it to that strange and large place. I felt a magical surge hit me as it came into full view, almost as if I was meant to be there, meant to be within those walls. I swallowed what little fear I had and boldly strode inside. It appeared to be a slow night, not many people there...I was about to turn around and walk back out when I heard a deep, almost sensually seducing voice call out to me from the shadows. I stepped closer and leaned in, peering into the darkness, I saw two deep crimson red eyes peer back out at me, along with a grin as the figure beckoned me to come closer. He introduced himself as Sha-Ka...a drow...now, I did not know what a drow was...all I knew was that he was an extra dark elf and that he had this...aura about him...like he could do anything if he really wanted to. I dont know what possessed me, but I sat at his table and took a drink from him.

As soon as I took a sip from that wine, I felt...woozy...sluggish. I had been drugged! I looked at Sha-Ka and groaned sleepily as he grinned and scooped me up in his arms and carried me outside. I woke up a few minutes later, quite agitated and scared. Sha-Ka explained to me that this inn was dangerous, and that a pretty (*blush*) girl like me would be captured and raped if she wasnt careful, and how he wished to merely protect me. After 3 hours of talking and arguing...I felt as if this man was trustworthy and I agreed to be his slave. He told me that I would belong...that I would have family at last and that I would be happy. I lived happily that way for quite a while, serving him. It changed slightly one night when I had a dream, my mother...she was in the forest near the inn...she...apparently she had buried her spellbook here and wished for me to locate it so I could harness my powers fully. After quite the long time period...I recovered my book and learned my spells....the rest...is for another chapter my dear Diary.

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