The Dusk Born Sisters

Kiss of Death & Sister Shadow

A-n: For clearing up any confusion that you all may have; Vivian ended up growing up with in just four to five months to the size of a nine year old girl, She originally had just turned nine when she was killed on earth. Yes the Potters are still alive but their trash parents, that is all I will say.
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Language Symbols (so far, may add more)

Thoughts - Italics

Twin Speech - ° Bold\Italics\Underlined

Death\Ghost Speech - ¥ Italics\Underlined

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A Few Months Later

"Have you got your dagger? What about your healing potions? What about- ", Gelebor's fussing was cut short by a very unladylike snort of laughter.

"You are such a mother hen, father." She giggled, amused at the fussing of a supposedly fierce Elden Lord. She tapped her sheathed dagger and the satchel at her side. "I have my dagger, enough healing potions to help an army and the common sense you instilled me with."

A faint smile graced the Lord's face. "Well, let's hope you use it this time." He teased.

A fake pout formed on Vivian's face as the Elden Lord chuckled.

"I'll be fine, father. It's not as if I'm going into the Shade Vale proper; I'll keep well clear of the Haunted Grounds, and even the main section of the Dark Vale itself. It's a simple trip to go out, grab some herbs and run back. Besides, we are in the Dusk Vale, Mama will watch over me." Vivian responded placatingly.

Fia, or Mama as Vivian called her, was with Vivian through the locket she wore around her neck and Gelebor couldn't have been prouder of his little girl. Vivian could see Fia clearly which explained everything the little one was the embodiment of Destined Death, at least half of the rune, could speak to reptiles and even kill someone if she desired it. Vivian didn't want to do that unless there wasn't a choice for her.  With a proper diet and frequent training, she had quickly filled out in muscle. The nine-year-old girl that stood before him was clad in Deathbed Companion robes, the decorative dark gray robes shrouding all but her hands uncovered feet and pale face.

The satchel at her side had indeed been filled with an abundant amount of healing potions, at Gelebor's insistence, and the dagger at her side had been one of Gelebor's first successes from the jury-rigged forge he'd set up outside the cave. He'd also seen her trained in the dagger to the point where her skill was almost on par with his own, though she had yet to train with any other weapon, so that was not overly unbelievable – yet still impressive.

All the same, Gelebor would in no way cease his worrying. The Shade Vale had Spiders, Bandits, Wraiths, and other such horrors – not even getting started on the Wizards and the trolls. Gelebor just ached to go with her, but one of them had to remain with the Capital at all times and Vivian had been nagging at him for a chance to go into the Shade Vale. He tried to put it off at first by saying she could not go until she had mastered the creation of healing potions and her skill with a dagger was 'acceptable'. Naturally, his daughter had set her mind to it and exceeded all expectations with both. So, now Gelebor was forced to concede. Who knew children could be so determined?

"Alright. I'll trust in Fia to watch over you… but I will not cease my worrying! You are my daughter, Vivian, and it is my right to do so." Gelebor stated with a smile.

An identical smile formed on Vivian's face and, after one more check of her dagger and potions, she wrapped a scarf over the lower half of her face and stepped though the capital gate into the side cave system in between the walls. She had been into this cave before, cleared out beforehand by Gelebor, of course. This was the cave that she collected Elden Blossoms from. It was only this cave that Gelebor had been able to clear, and it had taken several long attempts to do so, but he had eventually cleared the way to the section of the Shade Vale that it connected to, though he had not dared advance too far into the Shade Vale, nor approach the Hunting Grounds. After all, he had a child to look after now. Well, that and maybe the fact that each time he came back bloody and bruised, it would take Vivian days to bring him back to full health, followed by another two days, at least, of being glared at by Vivian and chided for 'reckless behaviour'. Who was the mother hen again?