enormous
distance on foot, endure circumstances that would render a
fledgling helpless, and even survive for centuries within
suspension. Despite the accusation of undead ringing throughout
their history the Vampire evolved as a living being reflecting the
desires of their environment leaving little to the quirks of
chance.
The magical
world viewed the evolution of the Vampire with indifference since
they ascribed to the demonic notion of Vampires as mutants, not
from scorn as much as ease of reference. Vampires were not
considered important throughout the Reveal for they were not the
powerbase of their own world. Ruled by the Empire and hidden from
humans the Vampire fought to be accepted and respected. This didn’t
occur until they had evolved into Ancient and were in full
possession of their strength and abilities. Those magical that
crossed paths with the Aunsin enjoyed a mutual disregard. Neither
creature wished to accost the other, the magical because they
preferred aloof observance, the Aunsin because they knew the folly
of approaching a creature as unpredictable as it was powerful.
*********
Do not think
there are no crocodiles because the water is calm.
Malayan
Proverb
After the close
encounter with the Fairy Zyre realised the Elders were completely
serious in offering her to the Martyc. A capricious and
unpredictable fate had wronged her enough when she discovered him
already established on the world she had chosen to hide. Now she
was in hiding from everyone and everything throughout the Reveal,
her only support so far was from a drunken Pixie. With the myriad
of spies and informants available to him it wouldn’t be hard for
Vryn Dhaigre, Xatn of the Martyc Empire, to track her down and she
ran through her options quickly.
Blinkity,
blinking, bothersome Martycs and their Empire nonsense—he could
marry anything—so why annoy an Elf!
She cursed,
knowing exactly why, but she wasn’t about to become another
statistic of the Empire. He could find some ugly Goblin to marry if
he wanted magical so badly. She considered her chances of staying
free of him by immediately leaving, but realised she could discover
herself in the same position elsewhere. Worse still have him chase
her via proxy through Reveal to stalk her until she surrendered in
exhaustion.
Zyre
appreciated that the issue of her very unwelcome, very determined
suitor required immediate attention and did her best to
concentrate, even though there were bats playing games along the
tops of trees. She was painfully conscious of the threat to her
freedom because exchanges with a Martyc were in general difficult,
but dealing with a Martyc with romantic interests was clearly
dangerous. She wondered why he had requested a union with her
specifically—had she cheated him at cards—was this some form of
revenge? Did she relieve him of some money? Did she offend him
somehow—not hard with a demon! Maybe this was a way for him to
torment her for some other past indiscretion. To her a forced union
with a Martyc, even Xatn of the Empire, would be akin to torture
for the free spirited Elf. She searched her mind, but that was a
pointless task as the Elf was responsible for so much mischief
there was no keeping track of her pranks, fibs, or wicked ways. A
creature of impulse and whim, she wasn’t accustomed to considering
the consequences of her actions until several worlds later.
Finding few
choices of action that kept her free she did what Elves needed to
do in order to concentrate. She removed her heart from her thoughts
causing her to become suspended from her spirit. The Elf was a
child of chaos, defying logic in both physical and mental capacity,
so when placed into a position of defending her independence she
required a separation of heart and intellect. Separation, though
useful in keeping pranks at bay, was not an immediate state of
logic. So the Elf, not the most logical of beings, didn’t as much
consider a plan as wander into it and decided to
distance on foot, endure circumstances that would render a
fledgling helpless, and even survive for centuries within
suspension. Despite the accusation of undead ringing throughout
their history the Vampire evolved as a living being reflecting the
desires of their environment leaving little to the quirks of
chance.
The magical
world viewed the evolution of the Vampire with indifference since
they ascribed to the demonic notion of Vampires as mutants, not
from scorn as much as ease of reference. Vampires were not
considered important throughout the Reveal for they were not the
powerbase of their own world. Ruled by the Empire and hidden from
humans the Vampire fought to be accepted and respected. This didn’t
occur until they had evolved into Ancient and were in full
possession of their strength and abilities. Those magical that
crossed paths with the Aunsin enjoyed a mutual disregard. Neither
creature wished to accost the other, the magical because they
preferred aloof observance, the Aunsin because they knew the folly
of approaching a creature as unpredictable as it was powerful.
*********
Do not think
there are no crocodiles because the water is calm.
Malayan
Proverb
After the close
encounter with the Fairy Zyre realised the Elders were completely
serious in offering her to the Martyc. A capricious and
unpredictable fate had wronged her enough when she discovered him
already established on the world she had chosen to hide. Now she
was in hiding from everyone and everything throughout the Reveal,
her only support so far was from a drunken Pixie. With the myriad
of spies and informants available to him it wouldn’t be hard for
Vryn Dhaigre, Xatn of the Martyc Empire, to track her down and she
ran through her options quickly.
Blinkity,
blinking, bothersome Martycs and their Empire nonsense—he could
marry anything—so why annoy an Elf!
She cursed,
knowing exactly why, but she wasn’t about to become another
statistic of the Empire. He could find some ugly Goblin to marry if
he wanted magical so badly. She considered her chances of staying
free of him by immediately leaving, but realised she could discover
herself in the same position elsewhere. Worse still have him chase
her via proxy through Reveal to stalk her until she surrendered in
exhaustion.
Zyre
appreciated that the issue of her very unwelcome, very determined
suitor required immediate attention and did her best to
concentrate, even though there were bats playing games along the
tops of trees. She was painfully conscious of the threat to her
freedom because exchanges with a Martyc were in general difficult,
but dealing with a Martyc with romantic interests was clearly
dangerous. She wondered why he had requested a union with her
specifically—had she cheated him at cards—was this some form of
revenge? Did she relieve him of some money? Did she offend him
somehow—not hard with a demon! Maybe this was a way for him to
torment her for some other past indiscretion. To her a forced union
with a Martyc, even Xatn of the Empire, would be akin to torture
for the free spirited Elf. She searched her mind, but that was a
pointless task as the Elf was responsible for so much mischief
there was no keeping track of her pranks, fibs, or wicked ways. A
creature of impulse and whim, she wasn’t accustomed to considering
the consequences of her actions until several worlds later.
Finding few
choices of action that kept her free she did what Elves needed to
do in order to concentrate. She removed her heart from her thoughts
causing her to become suspended from her spirit. The Elf was a
child of chaos, defying logic in both physical and mental capacity,
so when placed into a position of defending her independence she
required a separation of heart and intellect. Separation, though
useful in keeping pranks at bay, was not an immediate state of
logic. So the Elf, not the most logical of beings, didn’t as much
consider a plan as wander into it and decided to
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