Thread: Hidden Past (Siri-x-ApocalypticPlayer)

Siri said S yrie's interest was peaked even further at the mentioning of her having another form. It excited her to know such a thing and she found it amazing. A heavy burden also felt as though it had been lifted. As the larger troll continued to speak to her, she felt at ease and even comforted in the notion that she was not bothering them. In fact, the troll appeared to be quite friendly. That was the opposite of what she had read in the fairytales of old. They often referred to the trolls as being cruel and even cynical. However, a sadness suddenly plagued the young maiden as the troll spoke of her kind being slaves. Slaves? She had question and listened as the troll explained further. Her kind brought about luck and good fortune, so it would start to make sense as to why her kind were enslaved. At the mentioning of it getting late and far less friendly creatures that would come plague the woods, Syrie squeaked lightly as she quickly hastened her pace so that she was between the two larger trolls. As they continued on, she listened to the details the troll gave. She listened with big eyes, much like a child. She was very inquisitive, occasionally pipping up with questions that were soon answered. She felt at ease with the trolls. It was nice having someone talk to her in such a way that was not her parents. She was fascinated by what the troll had to say and didn't take notice as the forest grew darker. She was to wrapped in what the troll had to tell her. With each step, she seemed to possess a bounce in her steps. For a moment, she lost that bounce as it was brought up about cruelty of man. She did know it all too well, yet she still found beauty and hope for mankind. As they approached the Mythic Realm, she found herself halted by a large hand and she turned her gaze to look upon the larger troll. She took his words seriously and gave him a soft nod of understanding. Syrie could feel a change in atmosphere as they entered the other realm. It felt welcoming to her and yet seemed to demand respect. As they continued on and entered the clearing, Syrie couldn't help but have her eyes wandering. She made sure not to stare for too long, but still took in the sight. She smiled softly, watching the scene play out before her. It seemed something sweet to her. She glanced to the troll once more before her eyes ventured to the ogre. She paused for a moment, staring at its massive size. She was truly in awe and felt nearly overwhelmed. The fairytales appeared to have it wrong. Humans definitely did put their own spin on the lives of non-human creatures. It all seemed so peaceful and warm. Syrie was lost in her amazement and it took the trolls words of allowing her ears to breathe that she realized her hat had been removed. Her ears perked from their hiding place, twitching some as she let out a heavy sigh of relief. She hated having them concealed. The hat agitated her ears and it was a good feeling not needing to hide them. Thank you. She whispered softly. Syrie giggled at the mention of the troll's wife killing him if they were late for dinner. She continued on with him as they approached the mouth of a cave and remained still as the female came out and eyed Syrie. Syrie smiled politely, placing her hands in front of her as she bowed her head and shoulders forward. Nice to meet you, Ma'am. I apologize for keeping your husband. I do have many questions and your husband has been kind enough to indulge my curiousity. Her head raised but then lowered once more at the offering of the food. Thank you. Syrie followed the trolls and sat near them. She eyed the deer, her stomach giving a light growl. Syrie loved meat with a passion. She enjoyed fruit and vegetables, but her favour was meat. She licked the corner of her mouth and waited for the others to grab their fill before she took her own. I love venison! She exclaimed excitedly. She was soon eating her feeling, tearing pieces apart with her sharp fangs. If she had possessed tails, they would be wagging. After a few large bites and swallowing each bite, she glanced to the trolls. You stated that I was the result of a runaway when the war was at its peak. What exactly did you mean by that? Syrie began to fiddle with piece of meat that was held in her hands, her ears fully erect to attention. What do I have to fear? I've also gathered that I will have to learn much on my own and elsewhere. So then, where I am going to need to go and can you point me in the right direction? I don't wish to burden you any longer. That tender smile curved her lips as she allowed her gaze to fall upon the trio. And I must say, you have a loving family. It reminds me of my own. I do have this feeling though, that I am going to have to leave all that I know behind including my family. There was a hint of sadness in her tone as she spoke, visualizing her human parents. She loved them dearly, but something was telling her that she needed to leave them. Oh! Thank you again very much for inviting me into your home and sharing your meal with me. I know I am a stranger and you have showed me such kindness. I cannot tell you how much that means to me. She had closed her eyes, a big, warm smile in play as she spoke. Her eyes then reopened, returning their gaze to the meat in her hands. You also stated something about a 'friend'. This friend will be able to help me? You also said he was like me but different. How so do you mean? Syrie realized she was asking a lot and felt that she may overstay her welcoming and quickly she apologized with a light hearted laugh. The piece of meat she had been fiddling with was soon being teared by her fangs and consumed. Click to expand... Sweetie it's not problem, it's not often a creature such as yourself comes and asks a few trolls about life, it's a nice change for us, most just see trolls as mindless animals. And I'm sure you've boosted my husbands ego a little, he'll be talking to all his friends about this Ookami that hung on his every word. The female laughed and nudged her husband as he scuffed at her. Well, it's not like a lot of creatures come for my wisdom, I've been around long enough that they should come see me. He growled lightly before biting back into his food as the son just laughs at his parents. You're not bothering us either, we love having guests, like your human world, we often throw get togethers with a friends. The female began to clean up as the large male turns and sits down on a rock. You were more than likely a runaway, the result of the war against the Lycans and Vampires. They have been feuding for a long time now, and at the wars peak, many creatures were enlisted to help each side, most against their will, cause you see, many fear the Lycans and Vampires, they're abundant in this realm, and most are very strong. The troll spoke as the younger troll got up when a friend of his walks in, it was a smaller troll, red in color, having blank fur covering his body and green eyes. Standing about 4 feet tall, he wanders into the cave. Hello Mrs. Lorg! The little troll waves at the female before looking at the stranger. Well if I knew you had such pretty company, I would have slicked back my hair. The troll runs his hand over his head, staring at the pretty female. She's out of your league, and you have more hair than she does. The youngling grabs his friend with ease, pulling him out of the cave to let the elders talk. As I was saying, when the war was at its' peak, many creatures were pulled into the war, and on both sides, villages would be destroyed to find the enemy, and creatures were killed if they were thought to be hiding the enemy. It was a big mess, but that was life back then. Many creatures fled to the human world, only the ones that had children that looked human enough to live among the fleshy beings. The female soon sat down near her husband, both wanting to give their input. Your parents must have taken you to the human world, asked a human couple to take care of you until the war had ended. Technically the war is still going on, but it's been reduced to a simple turf war, the two sides still hate each other, but for the most part the war has subsided. The female knew must of this war since her parents were in the war. Like yourself, most children find their way back to their world, and it works out in the end, but some don't and grow up as human, never knowing their true heritage. The female was as wise as the male. About this friend, he's an older gentleman, an Elemental actually. Like yourself, he controls the elements, but he has power over more, and doesn't tire after using his abilities. I've been friends with this man for years, he's as old as dirt itself. The male troll chuckles since he's always making fun of his friend. Elementals get quite old, they live off the energy of nature and are often very powerful, the stronger ones can create earthquakes and cause massive damage. And Elementals were one of the creatures that Lycans and Vampires never touched, cause even those two groups couldn't handle the power of a wise Elemental. The male got comfy with his back against the cave wall. You can meet him tomorrow, but for now you should get comfy, I wouldn't want to leave if I were you. We can set out at sun up, his cottage is about 20 miles from here and I'd be worried if I sent you out on your own. The female nodded since the male was right, they couldn't let this fragile Ookami go out on her own. Oh yeah, you don't have to lose complete contact with your human family, but after living in this realm, it's wise to slowly cut ties and visit as least as possible. Everyone makes enemies, and some enemies can use your human parents as leverage to get what they want. It's best for their safety to visit on if needed. The female knew what she was talking about, she has seen it before, in the past humans were brought into the Mythic Realm, just to flush out a hiding creature, and the humans and creature were still killed in the end.