KhaylanAmnell

Being an elven child within the compounds her father had created for her, only made her want to step outsifde those bounds all the more. She as many said had her mothers willfull spirit and all she could so was wonder about it, for her mother had passed when she was only a small babe and never even got a chance to know her mother. Her father was leader of thier clan and also the head of the elven council. She knew that he had many things to do and had to do things that he sometimes did not really wish to do. There were times when he had raised his voice to her and yes it did frighten her but, in the end she knew her father had loved her. As the years waned and passed quickly, Khaylan had grown into a beautiful women. At times her own father could not even look at her for he would let the stone wall he had built around himself drop, for she looked so much like her mother. She had tried to obey her father’s wish but, she was no longer a child and she wanted to leave her home to explore the woods for she had not the chance to be with other children growing up her and her only friends were the woodland creatures that would come to her either when they knew she was lonley or if they needed help. She had always had a way with animals and soon gained a talent to talk to them. Her father, although proud of his daughter thought that there was also too much of her mother in her and that frightened him. It was that spirit that had gotten his beloved killed. He wanted nothng more than to lock his daughter away and to keep her safe from harm but, looking at her now he knew that he could not hold onto her forever. He knew that he had to find a upstanding elven male to take her as his bride. If he could not be there always for her then a husband could. A few more years had passed and on Khaylan’s 280th birthday he had found that all the men that he had presented to her she did not get along with and almost made the very light that shone so bright within her dim. He was losing hope that he would ever beable to find a man that would intrest his daughter and that would take care of her the way he had her mother. On a bright fall day a massive came claiming that a clan that had once been more friendly with his when he had met his beloved was now stating that there would be war if they did not find some way to allign the two clans. His heart sank for the man that had sent the massive was once his close friend and also the other man that had loved his loving wife. She had chosen him over his friend and thus the rift happend. Little did her father know that at that very moment that Khaylan was out wandering the woods alone as she had done for a few years now. She had always made sure no one was looking and in a very unlady like manor she had climbed over the wall and into the forest. She and her small and larger friends would lounge by the rock pool and bask within the sun. For what seemed like hours a snap of a branch in the distance had made her friends scurry away and from out of the forest on the other side of the pool stood a very tall, dark and handsom elven male. Her heart had skipped a beat at the sight of him and wondered it this is was it was like when her father had met her mother. She smiled but still was cautious. She rose from the rock she had been laying on and took a small step forward. As taught she gave a small respectfull bow gave her greetings. The elven male just looked at her and sneered. His mind since he was young was told that one day he would have a lovely woman at his side and she would not be there by choice. She would be his all the same and he was bound and determed to make it so. His clan had been in these woods for as long as the great tree stood and had in secret had been watching Khaylan for a while now for the perfect moment. At seeing his sneer her heart seemed to go cold and had called for her friends but none had come to her aid and she turned to run from him. She gave a smerk and took off after her. The thrill was there as if a fox was chasing a rabbit. She caught up to her quickly and go hold of her rich chestnut locks and yanked. She har falled to his feet and looked up at him with frightend, tear filled eyes. He spoke then and his voice sent cold shivers down her spine. " You are mine now you no good spoiled harlet. Your father would never willingly give you to me so im taking what is rightfully mine. After all your father took your mother from him and so I get to take the very thing that makes his worlds go round. " Khaylan’s eyes got round and tears slipped down her cheeks and regreted it. He hated seeing a woman fall to weakness and cuffed her hard with the back of her hand. Her head seemed to snap back with the slight crack and her world went black. He yanked her up and placed her on his shoulder and made his way to meet up with his father at the entrance of Khaylan’s home. There had came a shout that had brought her father to attention and raced to see what was the matter. What he saw about made his heart stop. There was his fragal, sweet daughter in the company of his enemy. She could see the bruse on her face as she lay almost as if she were dead in the arms that held her. He knew his clan was no were near as great as the one that stood at the gate and thus put up his wall he had built so carfully and made his way to the gates. His back was stiff and he had his guard open the gates to let them in and in a cld voice he spoke. " I see you have what you want and yet you had sent me a massive to try to make peace between us and you go and do this to my daughter who has not done you any harm." His words were slightly shaking as he looked at he old friend. " What you looked so shocked and upset my old friend. " The words were fulled with distane and hate. " What makes you think I would play fair when you took what I had loved so dear so long go. Now it’s your turn. I sent the massive to pretty much prepare you. So that when we had your daughter you would not try to start a war. As long as we have your daughter she will be kept alive but, if you dare at any point to try to save her, she will be put to the most horrible death imaginable." Khaylan’s father’s knees about buckled under him and with a sorrowfull face he hung his head in defeat. He felt older than he was and knew he could not do anything to save his daughter so he had the gaurds show them out and went to his chambers to drown away his sorrows. There was laughter and Khaylan was roughly tossed into the back of a cart. She was jossled awake slightly and found herself bound and gagged. She was leaning up in the cart and felt something sharp at her back and began to saw at the ropes that held her. It did not take too much time and since the men that were the only ones guarding her, were so drunk they did not see her unbind her feet and remove the gag, she gingerly and most quitly hopped out of the cart. She raced into the woods and tried to hide in the under brush. She gazed around and had no clue as to where sh was but she knew she had to find a place to stay before it got dark. She had found food and some shelter in a cave that was long abandoned and settled in for the night. She did not know how long it would take for them to find out she was gone but as she layed down to sleep she made sure to face the front of the cave incase any tried to enter. She did not know how tired she was and thus as soon as she closed her eyes she was sound asleep. Her dreams were fitfull all night and when she awoke the next morning she knew that she had to move and try to find a town so that she could send word to her father. She made sure that she left no traces that she was here and headed out on a path she did no know to where it lead.