A story for Adult Reader's
Prologue
Thats the spirit-one part brave,three parts fool.
Christopher Paolini,
The Shadow Quest
He was the second born male of a drow female that fell in love with a rogue warrior with unknown identity.
Growing up , Dorian Ryld T'sarran faced the discrimination in his small city.
The underground city of mixed dwarf and human population located in the Blue Mountains the northern border of the empire.
The female elf was a tall,blue eyed female with shiny white hair as her son now.
But Dorian had darker skin almost black instead of his mother blue grey complexion who reminded much more his drow ancestors than elf.
Only their eyes were similar.
His beautiful mother taught him from very early two valuable skills.
How to read and how to fight.
And he learn to fight skilfully in order to survive in his hostile word.
His mother never had believed in peace as the elfs of the west had done.
"If you want to leave in peace you shouldn't believe in that " she had told him once.
But one year after his adulthood an ogre invasion was instigated by a human lord and ended with half of the town burned in only one night.
The dark,ape like creature's was unstoppable killing with their axe's and broadshoards everyone in their path as they swarmed into the city in hundreds.
But they had come here for prisoner's.
Especially human or elfs that could use them as skillful craftsmen in their mountainous mines.
His mother Alvina tried to help the dwarf guards firing her poisonous arrows towards their enemies but eventually injured she was killed as she tried to reach the citadel.
The ogre's surrounded her and she killed herself with her own shord to avoid the shame of capture.
She fell in the bloody soil and her body burned from the fire,as one of the survivor dwarf said.
After his injury during the battle and his following exile due to the contempt for his half blood identity he sought refuge in the nearest town Valmira.
Ordella an old friend of him decide to trace him few weeks after he left.
She was a graceful night elf, a princess of her race and second daughter of her Queen mother Alfreda.
Tall and lean with long silver hair and pale complexion white as the rare night flower of the valleys.
She and her griffon Spark was the only friends who tried to support him in this difficult period after the lost of his mother.
Ordella always showed him acceptance and love as a sister that he never had.
" My sweet soulmate "she told him as she hugged him tightly for the last time few days before he disappeared ...
" Don't leave us ...at least not go alone ..."she had whispered in his pointed ears with tears rolling in her cheeks.
But he had decided already that he should leave to find his destiny.
And he was almost half a century old ... a little bit more than a teenager in elf -drow standards !
When she realised that he had left without her, she started to prepare her difficult quest following his path from town to town.
She changed her name to Valena in order to avoid the attention of the humans as she reached the eastern town of Haldr.
