[RPG] [WI/Beluaterra] It is not wise to have a upset mother.

[Eric]

/Despyria made what she knew to be the last ride to her home.  From this 
moment on it was Alynna's.  The preparations were finished by the time 
she had arrived with the girl that was bound and gagged, the girl whom 
had see to Despyria the Eternals most recent demise... the girl whom 
would become her newest daughter... something that Despyria seemed 
unable to bear on her own.  Only useless sons... well useless when they 
started growing hair became men.  She bore many sons and a few bore her 
curse much to her delight.  Despyria met her most recent daughter at the 
door.  The blonde vixen had gone up well and was making her proud... she 
was mastering her own destiny and driving fear into the hearts of those 
that would oppose her will.  And now she had a daughter that would carry 
on the tradition that Despyria had pain stakingly beat into the girl./

 

/Despyria grabbed her daughter kissed her passionately.  It brought back 
the memories of the first time she had taken her as a girl in that 
manner... like she had with her first fosterling... //no she thought 
back... not the first, Esprite, her long dead sister, she took her 
daughters as her first fosterlings and they were... sacred.../ /and even 
though it had been a millenium go that it happen she could still hear 
her sisters screams, pleas, and final rasping breath as she was murdered 
in the most vile manner by the most vile of all creation... men./

 

/She watched her daughter go, she sneered internally as her lovers twin 
watched her go as well.  She said nothing to him... there was nothing 
she could say.  The caravan was packed and ready to depart... it was 
filled with her clothing, amassed over lifetimes, her only true joy... 
well that and her adopted daughters... Moira, maybe unbeknownest to her, 
even had been one of those.../

 

/But now was a time for grief, and grief was best served with cruelity, 
and it is always more satisifying to be cruel to the ones you love... it 
was time to track down one of those useless sons of hers and torment 
him.../

 

 

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