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Post by Lady Isabel Josha [Admin] on Oct 1, 2009 6:49:25 GMT -5
The Sorceress and the Ring
An excerpt from
When Happiness Was Simple
by
Enna Methlender.
Long, long ago in Duer lived a beautiful sorceress by the name of Yvette. She was a brave sorceress, and a funny one, but all the others in her locality ignored her because she was not magically gifted. They considered her inferior, and did not notice her sweet generosity or her pleasant smiles. So she remained alone, and unhappy, and ignored by all the others, and it hurt her immensely.
Then one day, she found a beautiful ruby ring lying on the street. It was indeed delightful and she immediately put it on. What she did not know was that the ring belonged to a mage of great repute, and it was enchanted to give the wearer power beyond imagination. So, when suddenly she was provoked that day by someone living in her town, she lashed out unpredictably and created a huge heat wave that no one had ever thought her capable of.
Now, her new found power made her very popular. Everyone started respecting her and coming to her for help and guidance. She soon became the most liked sorceress too, because at that point people could see the smiles and the sweetness that they had ignored earlier, and she finally started making some friends. But yet she felt the sting - that they liked her only for her power. That was when she started plotting her revenge.
She had decided that she wanted to destroy everyone in that village, everyone who had tormented her and irritated her. So she gathered up her power and stood at the brink of the village one moonlit night, and stared at the people inside. Then, from the light coming from one of the windows, she saw a young dragon rider enjoying a game with her dragon, innocent and without any knowledge that she was going to be annhilated soon.
Yvette felt sick. She had been innocent and nice once, and now that people were finally seeing it she was acting like the more cruel woman in the whole world. She repented, and took off the blood red ring, and threw it away. The next day, she informed the village that she had lost her powers, expecting to be once again isolated and unhappy.
But that was not the case. The village had now seen the great parts of the sorceress, and she was their friend and they respected her. So she found that she had true friends in the village, and she never went in search of that ring again.
Meanwhile, in the shadows, a cloaked man had picked up the shining red ruby...
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Post by Lady Isabel Josha [Admin] on Oct 1, 2009 7:07:50 GMT -5
The Human and the Rajegh
An excerpt from
The Talking Drum and Other Stories
by
Leon Wurthnager.
Once, long long ago lived a human and a rajegh, in a very isolated section of a small village. They lived side by side but never talked to each other, because the rajegh didn't think that a mere human was worth talking to, and the human didn't want to talk to someone who showed such little in talking to him. But all the same, G'horrn had some other fate in mind for them.
One day, a band of evil sorcerers came to the town, and they attacked the human. Now, the rajegh didn't think very much of the human but he wasn't about let the evil sorcerers get away with cruelty, since despite all his pride he was all in all a very just person. So he fought tooth and claw against the evil sorcerers and didn't let them attack the human. Finally, he fought them off, even though they weren't killed off completely.
The human was very grateful. "I'll pay you back someday," he promised the rajegh, but the rajegh only laughed. In what situation could he possibly be that he would require a puny being such as a human to free him? But all the same, he was pleased with the offer and asked the human to come to his house the next day to eat a bite of supper and enjoy a word of conversation. The human, overjoyed at this development of friendliness, readily accepted.
The next day, the human had just arrived at the rajegh's house, and they were looking at each other a little uncomfortably, when all of a sudden the evil sorcerers attacked again. This time, they trapped the two in the house of the rajegh, and put a spell on the rajegh so he couldn't change back to his humanoid form (since he had changed to a draganoid form and was rather uncomfortable.) There was only one small window from which escape was possible, but the rajegh covered nearly the whole house and could not turn back. However, it was here that the human came in handy.
He squeezed out of the window, and ran all the way to the imperial guards in the main of the village, and brought them back for help. They caught the evil sorcerers just as they were returning and freed the rajegh, who was remarkably grateful.
The human and the rajegh then went back into the house, and this time they had their bite of supper and their conversation, but I fear it exceeded many words.
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Post by Lady Isabel Josha [Admin] on Oct 1, 2009 7:22:26 GMT -5
The Story of Nost
An excerpt from
Tales from Duer
by
Prince Enrelder Soah
People ask sometimes how it happened that we Durians landed up on the top of the mountains. The story is simple, and I have no doubt you will like it, and maybe you will appreciate the kind of effort that goes into making a kingdom like Duer.
It was quite simple, actually. Some of the people were standing on the plateau, looking at the gorgeous mountains ahead of them, longing to climb up. They were explorers, and they had always wanted to extend the limits of the world. So they tried to climb up the high slopes, but they were steep and had no paths like they do now, and thus they slipped down many times and kept falling.
The bald eagles, seeing them fall again and again, were sorry for them who could not fly, so they lifted a few of them up to the sky and showed them a path through which they could go up. They went up that path and established many new ones, and they called themselves the house of nost, since "nost" is "high" in Durian. And from that day, they have kept the eagles as their sigil, so as to never forget that sometimes all we need to do to solve a problem that seems unsolvable is to look at things another way.
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Post by Lady Isabel Josha [Admin] on Oct 1, 2009 7:34:53 GMT -5
The Ungrateful Mage
An excerpt from
Tales before Sunset
by
Lia of House of Rean.
Once there was a mage who lived in Duer (in the territory of the House of Nost) who wanted nothing more than the power to fly. For this he tried many things - getting a sorcerer to try and blow him up with the power of wind, tried to harness his own energy to levitate, asked the best and smartest rajegh (who could fly in dragonoid form) and he even forced a wind dryad to try and help him out. But even though they all helped (for whatever reason, fear or force or actual kindness) he did not gain the power to fly because when a person has not been given a gift by G'horrn it is meaningless for him to try and get something that he is not destined to have.
One day, he went to the highest mountains of Nost, and attempted to jump down from there in an attempt to fly, but as soon as he had jumped he knew that he would not survive the fall as he did not even know how to fly. However, a kind Mesia was flying past and decided to save the mage, and so he struggled with all his might to use his wings to slow down the mage's fall, and then put him down on a jutting out mountains ledge. The Mesia was about to fly when the mage pulled him back, and the Mesia thought it was so that the mage could thank him.
"There is no need for thanks," the mesia said.
"Thank you," said the mage, "But now I want your wings, because I want to fly."
And so he was going to cut off the Mesia's wings, but suddenly there came a dragon rider who had observed the whole scene. Now, she was a smart one, and she was not going to let the mage harm the mesia or himself.
So she walked up to him and asked him what was going on. The mage explained hastily, anxious to get the wings. Then, the dragon rider asked him to demonstrate what exactly had happened. So, they all went up to the top of the mountain again (the mage was carried up by the dragon rider) and then the dragon rider asked him to demonstrate what exactly had happened. So the mage, eager to get the wings, jumped off the cliff.
He broke a few bones (but conveniently landed on a ledge) but never bothered a mesia again.
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