The King had recently been roused from a spiritually induced coma...though he was doing well physically, he needed to be alone to clear his mind. So he saddled up a horse and rode up the shoreline, his head clearing with the ocean breeze.
When his head was finally clear, he let his horse run up the shoreline, until he saw something unusual on the beach. As he drew near, he saw what appeared to be the body of a woman washed up on shore. Her skin appeared to be tattooed with strange writing, and only one mark was readable, "I shall obey my orders." She had matted silver hair covering her head.
The King reached down and touched her neck, and surprisingly, found her alive...he rolled her over, whereupon she began coughing up sea water.
She was very wary and distrustful of the King, but eventually walked with him most of the way toward the Castle. He gave her his outter cloak to help ease her shivering, a sign of kindness that just made her more distrustful.
As they neared the town outside of the castle, the woman, now known as Illunaris (or Aris), collapsed in pain. The King carried her to a local healer, where she at first refused to drink any elixer that would make her sleep. The King reasoned with her, she drank and slept.
Who is this mysterious woman? The King believes her to be a warrior or a slave...or both. Only time will tell...
Thursday, December 6, 2007
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