I am Lordryoko the Mage and I am alone. I am alone not only because my mother is dead and my father is nowhere around but I have not truly fit in here. You see I am an elf among humans in a human kingdom. Even among elves I am considered strange. I do not have the pointy ears or the pale skin. I am also more muscular than any elf I have ever seen (Though I admit, I have not seen many). So how do I know that I am an elf? Every elf I have encountered says that I am, something about knowing their own. I guess I have to learn that someday.
I am a Mage but I often confer with clerics and warrior alike, gaining whatever knowledge they offer. In my mother's words, I am to build my physical, mental and spiritual self. So I am aiming to be the best I can in all three. Can it be done? I sure intend to try, to honor my mother. I want to become a ruler to unite all races, an even bigger mountain to climb. Something nags the back of my mind that I am destined for greatness but it seems to be just out of my reach for now, teasing me into frustration at times.
I intend to learn everything I can about this world to unite rather than divide because division is the cause of this continual war this realm faces. Let it be known that I believe my goal is attainable and I will not stop until I draw my last breath.
A Sentimental Value
Having more sentimental value than monetary value for me, I took up the gold ring my mother gave me from her very finger and placed into the palm of my hand when I became a man. It was the last item she gave me. She also gave some memorable words for me to reflect on.
"This was your father's, who gave it to me when we wed and now I am giving you because you are a man. Remember the body, mind and soul are three parts that make up the whole. None of them can exists without the others."
On my way to the town's square to relive myself of some gold to acquire some basic items, I couldn't help but 'feel' that I was being watched. Being Pure Elf probably helped in this regard but I 'felt' it in my mind, the same mind that procured thoughts of greatness one day. Maybe it was my imagination but I had to be certain for I carried my first day's wages with me, in a very poor looking pouch I may add. I thought I would be safer among the crowd but then became fearful of pick pockets who always littered these busy areas. I decided against the crowd and went to quieter areas of the town. For reasons unknown to me, I looked in a particular direction towards the northern entrance to the square and there sitting besides a statue of an angel, sat an angel herself staring directly at me. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on high alert for even though she sat quite some distance away from me, she was staring at me. I somehow did not feel threatened but became cautious anyway. I blinked and she was gone. I have never seen her before but she felt familiar. It was my mind playing with me again and I absently looked at the spot again, maybe hoping to see her again.
"Looking for someone?"
The voice was soft but startled me all the same and I quickly spun around putting my arms in defense. The source of the voice was the same angel I beheld mere seconds ago but now she stood inches away from me. How did she reach here that quickly and she was not even out of breath?
"How did you do that?
I stammered out.
"I am Ava, glad to meet you," she replied without answering me but extending her hand towards me. I suddenly getting two left hands, very clumsily shook her hand. She rolled her eyes exclaiming that I had much to learn. The hairs on my neck went down and all tricks my mind had to play had no answer to this.
"Lordryoko, Lordryoko the Mage," was all I can muster up. At least it was a start and she was smiling, so that was a start right?
"Yes I know who you are. The question is though. Do you know who you are?"
This question puzzled me greatly.
"Who do you think I am?"
"Well you are destined for greatness are you not?"
Is she a mind reader? Is she the one making my mind playing tricks on me? There are stories of those who can manipulate the mind of others. Or is she just someone trying to con me out of my gold?
"What's it to you?"
She removed her hood and for mere second I glanced on a symbol that lay beneath the hood and in my mind there was a flash of something. There was something about it that stirred something in me. Something in my mind let me know that she is to be trusted. Suddenly an image of a grand castle came to the front of my mind and on one of the walls, lay the image under her hood.
"You are royalty?"
My answer seemed to shock and amuse her at the same time. She merely smiled and replied,
"See? You are destined for greatness. You learned something without learning it."
So now I am confused and curious but I felt comfortable around her.
"I am here merely to advise you but all the choices before are yours and yours alone but you will face the consequences of them. So do we have an accord?" She again extending her hand.
"What do you require in return for this advise?" I asked cautiously.
"Just remember me when you achieve greatness and even if you don't. I would have been on a grand adventure."
Her hand still waiting for me. Maybe because I was gullible but I felt safe with Ava and this time with more confidence, shook her hand agreeing. She rolled her eyes again mumbling, "still much to learn… "
"I heard that!" I angrily told her.
"Well I would hope so, you Elven Oaf."
Something about the way she described me made me stop, looked at her and let out a laugh. I have never been called that before but it felt like a compliment the way she said it. I felt things would be well with her.... .I hope.
Reflections On Your Mother
The person whom I called mother was always busy doing something. The only time she rested was when she slept and even then, she tossed and turned. I often wondered what had her mind so occupied. I always assumed it was father, who was away on war duties. At times for a brief few seconds I would see her gaze into the sky and then as if suddenly remembering where she was, she would snap back to reality. Something in me (My mind playing tricks again?) felt it was something different, something more. She never burdened me with that knowledge and I will never know now for she is dead. I will get justice for that gruesome murder. The more I get busy with my affairs though, the less and less I think of her. Am I going on the path she hoped for me? Am I going towards getting justice? I think I am but if I am to be honest with myself, it is not happening fast enough. I am not what I should be by now or maybe I am hoping to do too much is so little time. I need to pick up the pace, else my mother's death will be for naught and then whom shall I blame for not honoring her sacrifice for me.
Not drop dead gorgeous but not a plain Jane either. She may not be everyone's type and that suits me just fine. Long flowing black hair that reached to her lower back. Perfect for me, not too long and not too short, just the right length. Round eyes that seemed to pierce your soul, black orbs of darkness that suited my soul for some reason. Her skin a shade of brown that was closer to black than tan. Looking smooth without any visible blemish that I could see. Slight growth of hair on her arms, I assumed her legs were the same but they were covered as with all the ladies in this town. She stood at around 5 feet, maybe just a hint taller. She held a small frame but not on the scrawny side. I saw no visible extra fat on her and no part of her looked too big for her. Her smile is what held me in awe. Thin lips that were a shade of brown slightly darker than the rest of her. She smiled showing no teeth, one of those close lips smile but was the most alluring to me. She looked to be around my age if not younger. She looked totally human, as did everyone else in this town.
Deity of Lordryoko
A shadow with form. It's presence seemed to fill the room you are in. It looked humanoid, head, arms, legs, body all looked human just extremely dark, darker than any night you have ever experienced. It's eyes were deep red though. Streaks of lightning surrounding, dancing, darting back and forth all over and around the being. Though they didn't illuminate any part of it.
You could not help but kneel as you whisper,
"My Lord Ryoko, I live to serve. Let me be your vessel."
After several weeks of wallowing in self pity, lordryoko became the shell of what he once was and could have been. He lost the will to live. He did not eat, he did not bathe, he did care anymore for anything. He advisor tried speaking to him to no avail. His few acquaintances tried speaking with him with success. Even Sita tried to reason with him but everything seemed to fall on deaf ears. No one knew why he suddenly feel into this stupor. One night he had a grand time of eating, drinking and dancing without a care in the world it seemed. Maybe it was all a facade. Maybe he was dead inside and he wanted to have one last grand time before it was over. Whatever was the reason, will be lost for all time. for the reason resided with one and he was lost in some place in his mind that was unreachable. How many would mourn this great potential? Maybe not much but the world surely lost out on what could have been one of the greatest mages of this era.