For the Ones We Love -

For the Ones We Love -

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The daughters of Cenarius, the dryads also had children. These children would be known as Nature Spirits, protectors of the forest. Keyleth was a Nature Spirit, coming from her grandfather Cenarius. She had direct contact with everything living, which had its benefits but it had it's disadvantages. Keyleth had to stay in nature or have a piece of it with her at all time. If she stayed in one place for to long she became connected to the land and she could feel the pain of a flower dying, like a needle stabbing her eye. Though she was a half breed, something her people frowned upon severely. Nature Spirits we're always born as twins, all descended from Cenarius. Her mother fell in love with a Night Elf though, their forbidden love gave way to her, Keyleth Darkmoon. She was shunned by both her races, gifted both of their talents yet horrible at all of them. Flowers bloomed with her every step but when she lifted her foot the flowers disappeared and the grass returned to normal. She could control nature but only small aspects, how a branch moved in the wind. She couldn't control much but she enjoyed the simple things she could do. Keyleth- rather Kai was always shunned mainly because she resembled a demon. Her horns resembled those of a stag really, but Night Elves we're so afraid she lived on the outskirts of town. She took night classes after her mother begged a druid friend of hers to teach Kai the art of druidism. That's when she meet the Stormrage brothers, the two of them learning about druid magic, the other one unwillingly. Though she could feel that the two of them were destined for something greater than they knew of.
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A girl in a white veil, the forest calls her to itself. She will be lost in it forever. A quiet voice, a whisper leads his bride far away. Somewhere there stands an old castle, a cursed prince dwells within its walls. When the full moon rises in the night sky, the monster awakens. The white veil of the bride turns crimson. A story as old as time. Nereyeny ran towards the forest as if her life was at stake. She hesitated for a moment before crossing the line of no return. She looked back at the place where she had grown up, lived, and was supposed to die and lie in the ground there forever. All her life layed there, everything except the one thing she longed for the most. Freedom. "Nereyeny!" They were already looking for her. She couldn't afford to hesitate any longer. She turned on her heel and stepped into the darkness. She knew that no one would dare to chase her there. Only a fool. People were afraid of the cursed forest. Eyes watching your every step. Whispers leading you into the void. Creatures from the depths of hell itself. They say dark forces dwell there, no one who goes in will ever come out. And Nereyeny was proof that it was all a lie, spending almost every day there, running under the treetops like a wild wolf. She didn't believe those tales. About the full moon. About the proud prince. About the curse. Until she too became one of those lost in its bowels. Trapped in the same trap as Prince Astreus, son of the Sun and the Moon. A proud prince, real, made of flesh and blood, who is not at all like she has heard of him. At least the fairy tales are wrong about one thing. And maybe they are wrong about everything. Secrets, pride, the whims of the gods, and maybe even fate itself. A burnt-out faith in breaking the curse. Nereyeny must now find a way out before the next full moon comes and the monster finds her.

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