Kendra sat perched on her rock at the Glen, her long, black-ish purple hair lying straight down her back. Above her, the trees of the Glen acted as a roof, covered silver with the mist from the waterfalls spilling down a mossy cliff. The Glen was the Elves most sacred home. Kendra herself was considered sacred by most of the Elven population. Royal blood-immortal blood. There was only one other like her. Her daughter, who, during a dark age in the Elven Kingdom, was stolen from her crib. But she is cloaked by a black magick veil so strong that even the strongest Runes can't find her. It's like trying to hear a single far away whisper at a rock concert. Her child was gone. Her little girl..
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Vaile
FantasiaAn RP. Welcome to Vaile, a fantastical kingdom ruled by a tyrant sorceress, where most civilians have far given up hope of a knight in shining armor saving them from their ruler. Mavis- A teenage girl who discovers she has magical powers one bizarre...
