The Dell-Leafsong Story
"The Dell-Leafsong Story"
Submitted by: Dell-Leafsong
This character exposition is not based on real or WOD events, but does affect how and why our characters do what they do. Some background on my family - the Leafsongs. We are Dell (age 32, scribe & mage), Xander (age 45, smith, tailor, tinker & mage), Ygal Ohii (chaos knight & miner), and Velya the Dark (necromancer mage).
Just over 16 years ago, my wife (OOC: my actual wife's character) Ygal Ohii was at our small home on Moonglow island. I was tending the garden just outside when I heard her shouting in anger and then screaming in pain. I rushed in to find her clothes in tatters and her body in ruins. Her face, shoulders, arms and hands were criss-crossed with shallow cuts--all bleeding profusely. She was gibbering and crying, but I managed to give her some healing draughts from my alchemy kit and managed to calm her fears just enough to get the name of her attacker. The name she gave nearly set me on fire. It was my young brother Dell.
My heart tore and unraveled. How can this be?! He loved her as a sister and trusted me as his father. Our parents having long past on, we were family. Filled with anger…tortured with emotions I cannot name, I rushed out of the door locking it behind me. I heard Dell’s sobbing just on the other side of the house. He was covered in wounds similar to Ygal’s. He was nearly drowned in his own and her blood. I called out his name and drew my healing potions from my kit. Love for my brother easily overcame my anger. But even as finished healing his wounds, his eyes became black as onyx; his voice reached an unearthly pitch. “Fool!” he shrieked. “Thanks for your help. Now, my destiny and yours are one and the same. Now I shall be born again!” A blood-red mist suddenly poured from his open mouth, and Dell collapsed again to the earth. The mist flew West over the graveyard and vanished.
In a few months, it became obvious what the evil spirit had meant. Ygal was pregnant. The child would not be mine…would not truly be Dell’s. It would be born of darkness. We awaited the birth of the child with foreboding. She was a perfect child and a near replica of Ygal—deep chocolate skin, perfectly bald head, shining brown eyes. She filled our lives with joy far outweighing our early fears. But soon those fears would be fully realised.
She was 4 years old when her power first appeared. Tending the gardens with me, she picked up some of the earth and, letting fall through her hands, began to chant. Suddenly, a bone knight appeared before her. I looked around for a weapon knowing full well that it would probably kill us both easily. But it did not move to attack; instead it bowed before her conveying obeisance and vanished leaving behind an evil scroll and some bones. She was in effect still a baby yet her dark power was clear.
We soon fled the island. Ygal had been uncomfortable since her attack. Dell had fled as soon as he regained consciousness on that fated day. Since leaving our home on the island, I’ve barely seen Ygal. She travels with her volunteer guards. They strike the graveyards often trying to find the blood-red spirit which raped her years ago. They are now beginning to hunt giants and other evils. She seems ever more distant and less and less like the girl I married seemingly a lifetime ago.
Dell travels, as do I, mostly alone. He spends time in Magincia practicing his crafts and learning all he can from arcane texts. I feel that he hopes to exorcise Moonglow completely one day in order to earn some kind of redemption for the part he played in our tragic story.
I spend much of my time in the town of Britain and its fields and forests. I gather food, flax, and wood daily, but much of my nights are spent in the friendly glow of the bank and its anterooms. I try to give me services as a smith, tailor, and tinker to the young of the realm. My fees help me earn more training, but most often I give my services for free so that the heroes of the realm may secure our towns and countryside for peaceful commerce.
Velya (OOC: played by our RL kids) is another creature altogether. She speaks sometimes in voices that cannot be her own. Her commanding presence proves her to be a woman of terrible and mysterious power despite her youth. She vows to destroy the evil of the land, yet she commands dark powers which can only be described as evil. She cannot be contained, and I fear her. I fear that one day the blood-red spirit will return to claim her as its creation.
