Legends of Belariath
Eucep
Eucep is the player of a few characters in the magnificient world of Belariath. Loving to be varied and original in play. A jester as Eucep, a neanderthaler as Yugo, a stern figure as Tsunami, a loving can't see anything bad girl as Katsumi and a grouch as Azyrmi. Here is the background of my main character, Eucep.
Eucep came long ago as a lost and escaped woman to the area of Nanthalion. Victim of months of extreme torture, having lost her mate and pretty much all of her sanity. Good senses gone and her whole defence of herself thrashed down due to the brutalities done to the poor woman. She became enslaved shortly after getting into Nanthalion and switched owners a few times, by deceit and threaths, going from caring to evil. Her owners have shaped a lot in her. Now she lives with her mate Amelinda near the tower of magic.
When she was under the enslavement of the tathren being Rylia Lightleaf she had written down her history for her so far as she could recall. Here is that history.
Dearest mistress, within this small manuscript I shall tell you what is to much for me to tell you in my special writing. It also is much of a secret and I request of you to keep this hidden after you have read this or even destroy this parchment. Within lies my past, my very core of what has happened to me in the past before I met all of you. This is what made me who I am now.
It starts about twenty years ago, when I was born, far away from here. It’s hard for me to remember that time, my time at my true home. It has been very long since I’ve been there. It was a wonderful place. A city full of my kind, the caverns were huge and so well carved. The homes we lived in nice, but uncomfortable, but leaving little choice to do but to go outside and explore a lot. My home was small, for me, my mother and my little brother Pecue. We lived rather happily there. If you wonder about my father.. I doubt Seran ever told you about the Chirot so much, I doubt he really knew himself.. As it is, our kind is mostly very unlike me, not willing to truly care for each other. When we breed, it’s because we wish to breed and reproduce, to make new bodies for those fallen during the battle against Kiroa. Not out of love, same goes for me, my parents got together to mate, produced me and split up again. He is one of the what we call Ungu, the healer of the cave. My own profession of healer is in honor of my father. I’m trailing off in my story here, I lived happily, but I left it. Out of shame.
As I noted, we live in such a style that exploration is encouraged to our kind. To take wing and look around. To try and go see what others haven’t seen yet. Some of my generation had started to take along backpacks with supplies so we could stay away for days. Same went for me. Soaring out nearly weekly for up to four days at a time, most of the time together with my brother or with my friend Gizle, who is… was.. one of the rare black Chirot. She and I one day, rather long ago had our final exploration together.
After nearly a dual day of flight we had reached a far outskirt of the explored area, an area of mountains. High up there we landed on a small flat. I never had such a good view as from that point, while flying I have seen better. But when you are sitting still you can appreciate it a lot more. The area was so magnificent to behold, but for no gold in the world will I ever return, safe for pure vengeance. Which one day I hope to get, that is maybe one of the reasons I ally myself with as much powerful people as I can.. I need them then.
We both went into trance as we needed to explore a little the next day and then go home directly. This was a grave error of us. When I came out of my trance I found myself within a cave. Only little light was available from the few torches there. I looked around and saw something which I will not describe here, nor will I ever tell, this will remain with me only. In the end it meant that Gizle had been send to once again fight the Kiroa, young as she was. Her body yet still moves around, still to this day, but not with Gizle in command anymore.
The beings who did that to her and then took their attention to me were not so monstrous looking, but their ways were more monstrous than most beings I know. They have long bodies, at least, most of them do. They looked like giant snakes with arms most of them. A few looked more like humans with one or two snake like traits. Some resembled Sithians a lot, but they radiated an utter malevolence, each and every one of them did. They didn’t call out names or anything, not a word was ever uttered by anyone of them as if they knew all they had to do, something they had done often before.
I was bound spread to a huge slab of rock. Nothing I could do to fend them off or resist them at all. The leader of them came up to me with a huge grin. In his hand the crystal shard that when I came here was still lodged in my skull, the same one removed that removed my ability to speak and to feel pain like normal people do. That same awful green shard that vaporized after mistress Freda pulled it out of my skull. You can already guess that he was the one who put it there.. he did.. he hammered into my skull like one would hammer a nail into the wall. But that was only start of the torment they had in store for me. They went on for nearly ten days as if they didn’t need sleep at all, being fueled to do this by dark energies, using those same energies on me to keep me alive after bringing me time after time close to participating again in the battle.
At the end of the tenth day, they made sure I was fully awake and fully healed with their dark powers. Dark energies far different from those used by lord Sha Ka and sister Kitrian, his is more natural, more part of the cycle, theirs was as if not part of here.
The lead torturer, one of the near humans came to me with one big snake. He simply stated at the snake. “Eat.” Then he…
When it was done they unshackled me and simply threw me out. Body wracked in hellish pain as the snake.. it had eaten a part of my body. That part which made me a female truly.
That is why I am eternally grateful to the one named Angelneko. She and her companions strong healing when the stone was removed allowed my body to be restored. Though I think I am pretty much bare now.
I survived it purely by the skills I had already learned from my father. Using everything I knew to preserve my life, I would have been a disgrace if I had joined the battle that soon and so weak. For days I struggled alone in the mountains, even flight impossible as I was to weak at that moment. Then after a while I was found by a pair of dwarves. Named Zeduk and Margin, they took me along to their clan in the mountain. They treated my remaining wounds and cared for me during that time of ill feeling and despair. Taking me into their family for a while till the clan elder decided that I was not to be part of the clan, accusing me of being to much a being of air. This is not true, us Chirot are just as much beings of earth as we make our homes there. It’s where we feel safe. When I am truly not to be found, I have a hideout far away from here in a small cave, shared with an old bear, but he totally ignores me when I am there. He even let’s me trance while lying against him, in return I go hunt for him on some occasions.
After having been expelled I started to travel, going from place to place, offering my services as a healer. Which barely paid up, but it kept me alive as I more often got payments in form of good will, food and sleep places. This went on for years, years away from my kin and not seeing a single one of them.
Eventually I found myself on the road to Nanthalion, following it and hoping to offer my services here. On the road I was attacked by a griffen, barely escaping that monstrous kiroan. I fled to the nearest building and that was the Lonely Inn. From there my meeting with mistress Freda, my enslavement and eventually meeting all of you happened.