Legends of Belariath

Erel`Rae

Nethergloom, dark caverns and dungeons after another, spanning trough wide areas, the unknown darkness that had proven too harsh for many who had tried to conquer it. Only cruel, even heartless one might say, could survive there, and thats what she and her kin were. They were Moriel, dark elves. For ages past this feared race of elves had lived in dark, scheming and performing wicked deeds to eachother and anyone as opportunity rose. She was one of them.

House of Gode`Ly was were she was born. The house wasn't prestigeous anyhow, barely slightly above common, far from being worth notice. Gode`Ly was one of the houses providing soldiers to lesser noble house, Rilyn`Tral. From her birth her direction was simple, to fight and maybe die in service of the growing noble house. Erel`Rae was given as her name.

Like all moriel children, she was growed solely by her mother, her father unknown to her for rest of her life. He had been just someone who had been seen fit to seed a warrior. Her mother was strict on her always, making her understand her place in society since she was infant. She grew like all the children of Gode`Ly, under strict military disicple of elder daughters of the house. She trained vigorously in the ways of the arms, her skills growing steadily until she was seen fit to join the militia of Rilyn`Tal.

From there on she spent nearly decade, surviving occasional skirmishes and even one war in witch they triumphed over another house. She was by then skilled combatant, but then again, all moriel soldiers were, and as remarkable as one might have thought her to be on different place, here she was one amongst many. She knew herself that it was her duty to fight and someday die for the house she served, but she wouldn't allow herself to die easily.

Then came the fated day, when her whole life was turned upside down. It was when she was sent with unit she belonged in to skirmish one of rival houses that her life was cast in maelstorm. They were ambushed, rival houses forces striking on them and even if they fought, the enemys skill was just as good as theirs and they were at disadvantage. One after another they were slain, Erel`Rae managing to escape, first time ever running away for her life. She tought she had lost pursuers when she returned to report back, but she was wrong.

Soon the upstart house attacked Rilyn`Tal, a confict between the two breaking out. Rilyn`Tal triumphed, but it didnt save Erel`Rae. She had failed, and her matrons weren't forgiving sort. She was prisoned, her fate debated on houses council. During one night Erel`Rae dissappeared from the world of Moriel. She was brought to arcane laboratory of the house, her body being decided to be used on magical research until she would be discardable waste. For days, even weeks, screams and pleas for freedom rang trough the cold dungeons, none of them being replied as fell magics and potions were tested, wretching the failure of a soldier, tormenting her, shredding her mind piece by piece as her body went trough changes, some temporary, some permanent. After one of the countless experimental spells she was left with a penis, and it was allowed to become permanent on her, attached over her own female genitalia, making her a true freak of nature and her cruel tormentors only got more fuel to fire by this strange flick of fate.

Finally she was deemed not usable anymore, as her body laid lump against the shackles binding her in place. Her vital signs were fading fast and the sorcerers decided that saving her wasn't anymore good option. So she was abandoned, thrown away like worn out boots. Ofcourse she wasn't left in Nethergloom, where rival houses could find the body and investigate it to reveal its secrets. A scout squad descreedly left her on forrest in world above.

Still, Erel`Rae proved to be tougher than thought. Her vitals wouldn't fade even if she was on verge of death, her body fighting fervously. She spent days almost unable to move, writhing, suffering from sunlight and fighting against the immending death, her body finally triumphing against the odds. She started lenghty recovery. After more than week her body had regained enough strenght to move, but the magics cast on her had dire effects on her. Her mind was confused, her memory faded and mostly gone. Her body had also been altered, a males genitalia, a penis hanging from her groin now. For the rest of night of her life the nightmares of the experiments would haunt her dreams.

Erel`Rae had proven herself a survivor, and she would do anything she could to live even as she was. Her first victim was a travelling man, an unluckly merchant, who got himself strangled in the night of forrest, his long cloak and purse taken from his breathless corpse to work as cover and start of the moriels new life in new world. She had survived what se deemed as worst of Nethergloom, and she would preserve in this new world aswell.

Still, having this new part of her wasn't easy thing to adapt to. Her very feminine pride as Moriel was heavily dented by having a male genitalia on her. Furthermore, before she would get used to having such "handicap" as she called it, she couldn't be comfortable at herself to extent she was customed to, making her less self secure, directly making her hesitant, something she hadn't ever been. She couldn't but wonder if her survival had been calculated and her cruel tormentors intented her to suffer more by having her pride and self esteem crushed.

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