My beginning...

[Kalysta]

Many of you have wondered silently (and some not so)who this young druid is who has appeared among your midst. Well, i assure you firstly friends, i intend you no harm. Quite the opposite, in truth i am travelling the lands, joining others on their journey's and aiding where i am able - all in the hopes of promoting acceptance among all our people.
I was born (or reborn, but i will get to that) in Tethelin to the house of Dawnseer Mistwelder. My lineage can be traced all the way back to the great druids of old, and though i am pure in my elven blood, it is the beliefs of my family i cannot condone any longer. My mother and father taught me as a child of "the vile races that plague our fair lands", and (though i am ashamed to admit) at first i believed it all.
I feared the dark elfs, and the stories of their sacrifices to thier evil god made many a night pass without sleep, until it happened... I met Zaerin X'Lottl....
He was unlike any delf i had ever heard of, so gentle and yet so cold... im sure i dont have to tell you what happened the night daddy caught me sneaking off to go meet him by the hives... the screams echo in my mind still :::a tear trickles slowly down her cheek as she remembers the horrible night her eyes widen:::
Daddy had him chased down and killed. There was nothing i could do, locked in my room, unable to reach him, to warn him that his letter had been intercepted on its way to me... we were going to run away together that night, to Freeport, where we had heard a priest of the cleric church there would marry us with no questions. But it was not to be...
And so i wander the lands trying to teach the power of love to others, part of me aching for the love i lost, but all of me dedicated to stopping this belief that races shouldnt mingle. My family have disowned me, and if not for my mother im sure father would have had me stripped of all power. She begged for forgiveness on my behalf at the council of elders (or so i have been told) but im sure it fell on deaf ears.
Which brings us to the present. I practice my magic in the solitude of the forest, away from prying eyes, and one day i know i will learn the ressurection spell... perhaps then i may be reunited with my lost love....

[Zugarok]

Me agree wit joo on sum uv wut joo say. Me too meet sum dat me like doh me don't know wy. Like Ellindar, me no salvate wen me luk at him no more. Me try swear off halfling (cept wen dey hit me, den dey askin' ta be eeten). Me try sware off dorf too doh agin sumtime dey just attak me for no reezin, evin if me respect dere mite. Me no undstand lil foke sumtime. Me help sum n not utter, me try follow Zek decree dat strong me respect and week me don't.

Dat don't hav nuttin do wit race. Me meet week elf n strong elf...same wit tall long hed men...evin Ogre...Doh me not meet many week Ogre. Me help strong and help week if make dem strong. Me no shure me make sense but me tink me do.

[Slyfoot M'Zors]

Aerista,
You are not the only one who has lost a love of a different race. You may know of Bornus Crethley......forgive me, the matter is still too...... Anyway, though my tongue is swift and my wit is harmful at times, I also have a heart touched by love. My family betrayed me. The traitors are all dead now, my father killed by my own hand. That is why I am known to some as Slyfoot Kinslayer. Call me what you wish, just know that your feelings are understood by at least one other.
Slyfoot Kinslayer

[Kalysta]

thank you both so for your support, and yes Sly, i know the pain of lost love all too well... amazing how we can be sworn enemies by the blood in our viens alone when so much else is the same... and you have been know by the name of Kinslayer you say... i wonder, would you - AH what am i thinking, my temper bests me... i guess i just want you both to know you have a friend in the elven kingdom, even if all others are ordered to Kill on sight (i do hold some power still in the farther less developed regions of Fayspire/Tethelin )

[Slyfoot M'Zors]

Would I kill your father for you? Depends. If I see something of value in his death, I would consider it.

[Kalysta]

Bite your tounge! ::::smiles knowingly::: we shouldnt discuss such matters here! If such a time were to arrive whence i required the demise of my father, believe me Sly, i would gladly pay your price. But until such a time, patience, and silence is key! He has ears everywhere, and they report to him often...

[Slyfoot M'Zors]

:::: laughs ::::

You amuse me. Let me assure you that we can talk of killing your father openly here, for it does not matter.
:::: shouts :::: LETS KILL HIM

::::: everyone in the tavern ignores Sly, save a few young men, who look as though they have never been in a bar before. :::

::: Slyfoot grows scilent and stairs deep into Aeri's eyes :::

Now, Aeri, sit down. I have something very serious to tell you. It is about your father, well, and your family. Are you prepaired to hear it?

[Kalysta]

"i... I suppose... but let us order another round before we... no, just out with it Sly, i cannot wait any longer. Its been many years since i have lain eyes upon my kin, though i write to mother often... but i digress, please, what is it you know of my family?"

::::the urgency in her voice quite noticable now, she stares hopefully into Sly's eyes, waiting on baited breath for the news her heart fears it knows already::

[Slyfoot M'Zors]

Slyfoot placed her cool hand on Aeri's. Sitting close and staring hard into her eyes.

"You wrote to your family a few days ago. An enchanted letter floating amidst the breases that flow across this land. I saw such a letter, and read it non the less. I knew it was from you, and I saw it come to a rest at your mother's door."

Aeri's eyes lite up with a shimer of hope.

"No, no. I am sorry, Aeri, but I must tell you. Your family was not there."

Slyfoot could see the tears forming in Aeri's eyes, she could feel the poor girl's heart sinking.

"I will not go on....it is to much for you."

"No! I have to know, tell me, I pray you Slyfoot."

"As you wish. All I saw was ashes. I would like to have seen the letter you wrote take to the wind and fly off to find your mother, but it remained there. And then I heard the earth sigh. I knew then that they have gone from this life. I am sorry."

Aeri looked away from Slyfoot, the tears softly flowing down her cheeks.

"Keep away from the ale, Aeri. I know from far to many experiances that it can get you into serious trouble if you don't know how to handle yourself."

And with that, Slyfoot left, leaving Aeri alone to think on these trying matters.

Slyfoot stopped by the Barkeep on her way out, and chatted with him in low tones. Aeri saw that the Barkeep seemed to have more respect for her than most other people. The Barkeep nodded and Slyfoot glided out the tavern like a ghost in the wind.