The backstory of Xambon Lantor

Chapter One: The Dawn of a New Day

 

         Our story begins in the morning. A young Xambon was in their sparringblock, just practicing their swordplay and defense. They stood,facing a test dummy, with a determined, yet playful look on their flushed face. They pointed their sword at the dummy, and with a flash of their glasses, swung the sword in a wide arc, slashing the left arm off of the unsuspecting model. It fell to the floor with an unceremonious “clang”, filling the large marble room with echoes.

    They lowered their sword, and plopped down onto the floor, their legs crossed, looking up at the now tattered dummy. They pulled a small remote out of their left pocket, and clicked a button, and the arm flew back onto the model, and the rest of the models that were also left in piles around the large room suddenly flew back together, as if an unknown force had reversed time. Xambon sighed, then clicked another button, and they all moved in one fluid motion back to their various spots around the room. Some of them creaked and groaned at their joints, as if they were tired of being slashed apart, and reassembled over and over, purely for the innocent olive trolls' pleasure.

      The troll clicked a small point on the handle of their sword, and it shrunk down, forming itself into a small metal pen. They stowed it away in their pocket, careful not to press the small button on it again. They were a very...clumsy troll, to say the least. They've accidentally pressed the button before, almost slicing their own leg off! You'd think that the numerous scars on their leg would remind them to be more careful.

      They stood up, and straightened their glasses, peering around the room. They smiled softly at all the models around them, and twirled around, making their way towards the exit. They were grimy and sweaty after a long morning of sparring, so they began making their way to their giant troll-Roman bath, which was, unluckily, all the way across the hive.

     They walked, their waist-cape trailing barely along the floor, as they ran their hands upon the polished marble walls for the thousandth time. They had done this so much that a very faint line could be seen, wore into the hard stone wall. They passed the bathroom, which was, by far, the least appealing thing in the whole hive. Most trolls have a toilet, sink, bath and shower in theirs, but Xambon was too “classy” for that, they believed. All their bathroom was, was a toilet and sink. A polished marble and obsidian toilet and sink, but nonetheless, that's all there was.

      They passed that, and came to the main big room. The floors were solid obsidian, and for a great contrast, polished marble walls and ceiling. They looked to their right, at the kitchen. One of the perks of living in a secluded area, was that you could have more “exquisite” things than normal Olive Bloods could normally have, in the city. The kitchen was gleaming white, and if it weren't for the solid black countertops, the place would be almost blinding.

      They walked over to their refrigerator, and opened one of the doors. It swung open, and revealed a solid wall of different color human “Gatorades”. They let out an awed sigh, and reached for a misty white colored one. “MmmM…..CherrY!” They thought, as they took a long swig from it. They downed almost all of it, and slammed it down on the counter. They licked their lips, and left it on the counter as they walked out of the kitchen, into a big living room.

      It was a very good-sized living room, also made of polished marble, with the floors a solid black obsidian. The ceiling opened up into a big dome, full of giant windows, to let lots of natural light and air in. It had a set of spiral stairs leading up to it. It had a big fluffy olive and black carpet covering the floor of it. They sometimes sit up there, looking up at the stars, admiring the constellations, naming all of them, and creating new ones.

    The living room had big fluffy couches and a giant Olive circular carpet covering the floor. In the middle of it was a circular firepit with a strange Olive fire emanating from it. The couches were surrounding the fire on all sides, , as if they themselves were begging for warmth. On a big wall was a flat-screen TV, at the moment showing a 24-hour livestream of a nearby forest.

     They looked at the door, which lead outside, and smiled at the morning sunlight, which was flooding in. They quite liked the design of this area, for one reason in particular. It lead to a part of the hive which was very different from the rest. The floor seemed to melt into a wooden floor, as it got closer to their favorite room. The library. This was by far the most interesting room in the hive. As the obsidian floors turned to wood, it opened up to a room which was lined wall to wall with wooden shelves and books. There was a tall window, which leaked a view into the surrounding forest. In front of it was a beanbag chair, which looked as though it could fall apart at any moment, as it had been used immensely. Behind that, to the left of the doorway, was a loft, which had even more books. This was where they stored only their favorite novels.

    The whole room gave off a feeling of timelessness and calmness. It had the fresh scent of an open forest. It called to them, but they didn't wanna intrude on that room at the moment. They had to bathe first. They turned, and walked down the hallway, to the right of the library doorway. They walked past more worn down marble, and finally came to the bathingblock. And boy, was it impressive.

      They turned, and gazed into a very, very large room, full of steam. It was almost solid white, save the floors, and covering most of the room was a deep, foamy, steamy pit full of hot water. There were faucets constantly releasing more fluid into it, but it never seemed to get all the way full. There was steam unfurling off of the bubbly water, and all the little steam vapors were colored faintly different. The ceiling came to another dome, but this one didn't have it's own floor. There were openings in the dome, to make up for the lack of windows in the walls of the large room.

     They breathed in some of the steam, and stepped in, undoing their suspenders already. They never worry about being seen nude while inside the confines of their hive, since they rarely have visitors. They slipped off their shirt, and then kicked their shoes off towards the doorway, and looked down at their socks. They then pulled them off, and tossed them aside also. At this point all they had on was their leggings and waist cape. They quickly pulled them both down, and off, now completely naked. Gog, do they love this feeling. Of just, being free. They could do anything! They could run to the respiteblock, and build a pillowfort, or jump around on the soft pillows that cover the floor, or, they could go run around in the woods, racing Helly around. But, they stop themselves. They need to bathe. So, they take off their glasses, set them aside, run, and jump into the big steamy bath, and begin to play in the foamy water.

    

    Little did they know, that as they fooled around in the water, a troll had made her way into the house to make a surprise visit. She walked in, still not used to the vastness of the hive. She brushed her Indigo tipped black hair aside, and glanced around at the Olive fire, and wide TV on the wall. They normally would have sat and waited for Xam to come upon them, but this was no ordinary visit. They had come to invite them on a paledate. She sincerely hoped that Xam hadn't forgotten, that it was their one year anniversary! Although, she knew better than to get her hopes up. They tend to forget a lot. She looked for Xam, scanning through the library, and the kitchen, even the bathroom. “Ah, xhey musx be in xheir respixblock.” She thought, then began making her way down the hallway to the respitblock.

       Once Xambon was done bathing and playing around in the multicolored water, they stepped out, soaking wet, their abnormally olive eyes closed, not wanting to get water in them. They reached around blindly, and finally grabbed their towel, and shook their hair as they dried themself off. They turned around and admired the bubbly water, drying their legs, as an unsuspecting troll strolled past them. She glanced over, and, upon seeing their fully nude moirail, gasped, and exclaimed in an abnormally high pitched voice, “Bon-Bon!!”

      Xam heard this, and panicked. They turned around, and saw the shocked indigo blood standing there, staring at their body. “V aN thR!!” They exclaimed,  then promptly fainted on the spot, falling on their face, sprawled out on the floor.