Beastlord Stories

(MMORPG Fanfic) A story about a young elf maiden, who was orphaned as a child, living in the Elven city of Felwith. She grows to become a beautiful young woman with the calling to become a Cleric. She meets a handsome man, who helps her on her journey to learn about the healing arts. She will go on many quests, travel many lands and cross many seas, as well as gain many friends on her journey through life. Developing a relationship with Maddadh, the two of them become one. Hardships arise when something happens. Read to find out how the elves overcome the struggles of life in the world of Norrath. Dedicated to the people behind the player characters herein, named and unnamed. I will think of you always as friends, thank you. A special thanks to Todd M., a wonderful listener and good friend. Your contribution to this story is grand. Credit for the use of the Elvish language goes to Tolkien Estate and the Grey-Company. Credit for the use of the Black Speech goes to Tolkien Estate and Lugburz. Many thanks to the creators of the EverQuest Online Game, credit for names of locations, historical events and non-player characters in this story goes to Sony Online Entertainment, 989 Studios, Verant Interactive, Daybreak Game Company, and Ubisoft. Credit for original game art goes to Rosie Rappaport and Keith Parkinson.

There had been no portents or prophecies to prepare her coming. No foretelling or forewarning. Yet born in the midst of blood and battle, of death and violence, perhaps that itself had been the sign-The omen. Discovered by Witch Elves, the newborn infant was swaddled in as much secrecy as she was in the blood of her afterbirth. Named Sha'dara-Joyful Sorrow-her rescuers would soon learn the truth of her enigmatic birth. That it was a violation of all natural law. In contradiction to all their beliefs. Yet Sha'dara was also unnaturally gifted. Possessing a power and potential as unfathomable as her existence. But if nurtured and allowed to grow, if secreted behind the blood stained walls of their fortress-temple, taught the Witch Elves' deadly secrets and arts, how would she repay such kindness? For so great a risk, would the Brides of Khaine reap an equally untold reward, or their utter ruination? Saved instead of sacrificed, what would this child of contradictions ultimately choose to become? The herald of new hope for a devastated Dark Elf kingdom? Or the harbinger of its final destruction? Divine or demonic? Blessing or a curse? Without guidance from precedents or seers, with nothing to be gleamed from tomes or divinations, in order to know the child's true origin and fate there was now left only one recourse. One last remaining hope: Time. Only time would now tell. But in that time, how long could such an extraordinary child truly be kept secret? How long could such unrivaled potential truly be contained, controlled? And once it was finally revealed, once Sha'dara's true power and destiny were known, who would be compelled to stand with her? Or oppose her? Was she ultimately fated to heal and reunite a fractured kingdom? Or finish tearing it asunder? Yes, only time would tell. Time, and perhaps a test. A test of blood. Unless it was already too late?

Sky and Kim. The best of friends. The writing duo. Beastlord. When they meet for the first time, it feels as though nothing could go wrong. Taking a trip to Jerome, they expect a vacation filled with laughter and hot cocoa. But what they find, is something far much more sinister. Soon, their time together turns into a desperate fight for their lives.