[Gil'dae Cheb] Returning home...and strange business (Cala and Keldon)

[Larien Gil'dae]

Last brightening of Melora, Spring, Era II of the Celestine Mandate
Era XIV Post Fractum, the Second Era of the Regency of Milo L'Evienne.

Motito was dead.

When the news had first reached the ears of the young elven woman - not even a brightening after her rescue from the band of vagrants that had been holding her captive all this time - she had been utterly crushed beyond all repair. Her smiling, laughing, wise, all-knowing cousin... gone. And she hadn't even had a chance to say goodbye. She had been saved from one nightmare only to be pushed into another. A world without Tito. It was a very dismal place indeed.

Not even the familiar paths of the Tawnleaf could bring a smile to Larien's lips as she rode slowly towards Starshadow Keep, a lone tear rolling downwards across her angular cheek. What else had changed while she had been away, torn from her life and everything she had known? Who else was dead? Missing? Different? Would she ride forth only to find that the Cheb had been exploded into a mass of rumble?

Though she knew her worries were rather silly - and depressing - Larien couldn't help but sigh with relief as the silhouette of the Starshadow Keep suddenly erupted from the forest, stretching upwards towards the heaven in all its beautiful strength. The sight of it was like a balm to her wounded heart. Though she knew inside it would not be the same - how could it with Motito gone? - at least she was home. Finally. Home. It was such a simple word, but one with such meaning. At least to the young elven woman. Pausing at the gates, Larien allowed herself a small smile (only a brief twitch of her lips) as one of the Gil'dae soldiers hurried forward to admit her to the grounds. She noted the surprise on the man's face - a look she would probably be seeing a lot of in the next few brightenings. "Tell everyone that Larien has returned." As he hurried to do her biding, Larien urged Antiri forward, heading towards the stable where she knew her favorite mount would be in good hands before she herself slowly ventured towards the Cheb, through the doors, and up the stairs.

It was good to be home.

[Keldon Elsdragon]

The women walked upto Larien as she came in through the door. "OH wonderful love, just wonderful! It has been so long!" Silmarwen said with a large smile as she placed her hands on Lariens shoulders and leaned in to give her a soft hug. "These are truly sad times for our family my dear and it is nice to see you home." she said with a soft yet remorseful tone.

[Calairiel Mynendil Gil'dae]

OOC: Calairiel is out of the Cheb on this brightening and won't return until the next cycle. Any official Gil'dae business that can't wait for her is to be run by Anton, who is npc'd by me. =-)

Thank you!

[Larien Gil'dae]

OOC: No problem Cala <3

IC: Travel weary and wanting nothing more than a hot bath and a rather long nap, the young elven woman made slowly for the staircase, pondering what state her rooms were in as she went. However, before any further progress could be made, Larien found herself swept up into the arms of a woman whose name she could not quite recall. "Um... vedui," she murmured softly, a note of confusion to her melodious voice. Gently pulling from the other's embrace, Larien looked into her face, her own eerily light green eyes flashing slightly. There was something definitely familiar about the other woman, though she could not quite place it. Perhaps someone she had seen in the Cheb before?

Our family? Ah, so we're related. Well wasn't that lovely - Larien couldn't remember the name of one of her own relatives. Playing for time, the young woman smiled warmly at the other. "It's been far too long... indeed, I came home as soon as I could."

Involuntarily, Larien flinched at the memory of where she had been this past era - a captive of a band of vagrants. It was true that she had returned to Starshadow Keep as soon as she could. Not even a brightening after her rescue had she heard of Motito's passing. With a promise to her loved ones in Natura that she would soon return, she had left at the first possible moment, barely stopping to rest on her journey until she was in the familiar embrace of the Tawnleaf once again.