Spoiler alert!! If you haven't read to a certain point in LMS, this may reveal some stuff!
The priest, clad in a dark red robe lined with gold and silver , stood in a forest clearing deep within.
Soon many figures stepped forward forming a circle around that which seemed to be an altar.
The erie silence pursued, as finally the priest spoke out, "We will now begin the ceremony."
An erie silence was broken as a chanting began. The figures all chanted softly slowly reaching
a peak, suddenly every single figure pulled out a, what seemed to be, ceremonial knife.
At the same time they raised their left arms up, and all slit their wrists. The dark red
blood of these mortal beings soon filled the forest with a deep stench of blood.With the exemption
of the priest all of the figures fell, laying dead on the ground. As we look upon a fallen figure
who's hood has fallen off, we find an elf. The elf was male, he looked to be in his 40s.
He had the dignified look of an High Elf yet possessed the wild fierce look of a Wood Elf,
with the pale dark skin of a Dark Elf. There lies the bodies of 50 elves of unknown origin.
The priest then speaks, "Oh great Goddess of the Benevolent Forest, heed my call, I the seventh priest
of our order begs of you. I offer the blood of my comrades to call forth your being into our plane of existence. I ask for your
knowledge and your mercy to guide my people. Please hear my voice,
as I transcend my voice into your plane. Dilanthra!" In the altar soon sprouted a sapling, as it
grew the blood surrounding the altar seem to be absorbed to further its growth. The stench of
blood soon dissipated as the natural smell of the wild returned. The tree grew a full seven feet
and stopped. After a minute or so the tree contorted, it finally settled in a female figure, although it was made out of wood it's
radiance could out shine Morata in a moment. In a flash so bright it could
have blinded a blind man flashed as the priest quickly covered his eyes. When it faded in
its place floated a woman of great beauty, it's benevolent shine radiated throughout the forest.
Animals of all types gathered squirrels, wolves, bears, etc. Even long enemies sat there quietly.
They all recognized her as their guardian deity. They sat there gazing upon
her, knowing it was an honor to even be here. A yelp of a young wolf
resounded in the clearing, as a human warrior stepped out into the
clearing. "Holy Sh*! What in the world!" As soon as he finished talking his being was no more.
The goddess had a face of great rage, but soon disappeared as she looked upon the young pup.
She raised her hand above its wound. With a gentle glow the gash was no more, not even a scar.
The benevolence of her being was so great every one including priest cried. It's mother quickly
thanked the goddess. She smiled and conversed with the she wolf. The priest nodded with approval,
his face showed pride in his goddess, and he knew made the right choice of choosing her. As was it
a requirement of being a Priest of Dilanthra to learn how to speak with animals, he understood their
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language. The goddess smiled and looked back at the priest, and spoke with a tone of a young woman,
"I see as the time has come, my champion shall rise, it has been foretold since the second falling
of the Arpen Kingdom 10,000 years ago. He will lead your people through theses times, it will
as the sky will it, the ushering of a new rein. Fear not my children for the coming of the Blood
Elves shall be near. Rejoice my child and guide the people. You not fail this time"
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10,000 years ago
"Father why are we in such a hurry to leave?"
"Don't argue with me Nicole, just pack up."
"Dear what's happened, what's this all about?"
"I'll tell you on the way, now just hurry and pack!"
"No! Tell me know or we're never leaving!"
"The King has been murdered! A civil war might break out we must leave before it hits us!"
"King Weed? Impossible!"
"We'll never get the chance to live here again we must move for the sake of our survival. We still need to take care of Nicole!"
"Alright."
"So..ugggg"
As the man was beginning to speak he croaked, as bright red liquid spilled out of his mouth.
The woman just screamed, then charged at the warrior with a metal pan she was sticking in
a bag and bringing along. A slick sound rang as a sword was removed from the back of the
man, and the sword met with neck of the woman as it, plop, fell down on the ground.
Nicole walk in and was speechless, she trembled with fear, tears well up in her eyes,
and she stared crying. The warrior walked over to her and smiled a crooked smile.
Suddenly an arrow flew right through the warriors head. A cloaked eleven figure walked
into the house with a bow in hand. She spoke, " Young girl do you wish to follow me,
I can help you become stong and never have to feel the pain of having to lose someone again?
I'm sorry about your parents there was nothing I could do. Or do you wish to stay and
have a relative come take care of you. If you choose to follow me then, we will travel
to many dangerous places and might die, face monsters never dared spoken by many
mere mortal, do you wish dawn on a new being, a new race, a new life, and bear a
burden of a lifetime, and to learn the ways of my people, and uphold the pain and
suffering of our race, still do you wish to follow me?"
The girl nodded her head as she sniffled trying to stop crying.
The elf picked her up in her arms and quickly took her away and into the forest.
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Chapter 1
Thanks for reading guys! This is my first fanfic and I feel that I did quite well and am pleased. If you have any comments or advice please pm me. If there are typing errors please let me know, I didn't spend much time proof reading it. Thank you very much for reading this prologue. It will be a while before I finish chapter 1 as I have midterms coming up in school, but I will try my best to finish!