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ELORA ESKILDOTTIR

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Prompt from @oc-tober2023

[ I am not following the same order ]

~ Promise

"My Lady?"

Elora groaned, the voice an unpleasant disturbance. She kept her eyes closed, not willing to wake just yet.

"My Lady, Herald? The All-Seeing wants to speak to you."

That snapped her awake in an instant. Blue eyes now wide awake as she sat up from the floor. Why was she lying on the floor?

The Library Assistant flinched back, looking at Elora with hesitant eyes. She was one of the lower devotees. Granted a glimpse at a few pages of Iesis grand library, when she did her duties well. Elora barely ever talks to the others living and working in the tower. Iesis does not tolerate distractions. Thus she never learned their names.

It was clear that the Assistant wanted to leave as soon as possible.

Elora pressed her fingers against her temples, a thick headache starting to take root. "I will be there, you are dismissed."

The Assistant bowed once, before departing with hasty steps.

It didn't take long and the all familiar voice echoed through Eloras mind.

"You are slacking." It chided, "I have been calling you for awhile now. You did not react. Come to the secret library. I am waiting there for you."

She seems dissapointed.

Elora got up right away, albeit slower as her mind started spinning. The memories still fresh in her mind, as she pulled up her sleeve, the black veins running down her arm were still visible. What did it all mean?

She hasted up the steps of the winding tower towards the secret library of her goddess. It was locked behind a magical door, only those who were granted the key by the goddess herself, could enter. As Elora stood before the golden gates, they opened upon her approach.

The room was bright. The curved roof was built of glass, expensive and skillfull work. A craft lost with the last elves. The All-Seeing goddess created it out of memories that Elora had provided and whenever she entered the secret library it overwhelned her with a longing for a time long lost.

"Don't make me wait again, Herald. When I call you, you are to answer immedietly." 

Elora's attention was quickly on the figure standing at the end of the library, her back turned towards her reealed her owl wings sticking out of her back. If not for the wings, her height was a good indication for her not being human. Her tall body wrapped in scriptures, pages stuck to her body, with scribbled texts and sigils that only herself can decipher. Where the pages end, the text continues on her skin.

Pages were floating around her freely while she read in a thick and dusty book, long elegant fingers turning the pages.

Elora bend one knee, averting her gaze.

"I am at your service All-Seeing." She greets, hearing the goddess smack her tongue.

"You are one of the last of your kind. Are you not?"

"Yes." Elora saw no need to lie, it was a known fact.

"You promised me knowledge long lost and forgotten, valuable insight into your peoples culture. It had entertained me for awhile, but it seems others are eager to take your place."

Elora frowns, she knew for a fact that she was the only elven follower Iesis has, most of the elves preferred hiding, blending in. She had never been good at sitting idle.

She flinched, as the heavy book fell to the ground in front of her. The heavy cover breaking in half.

There were drawings of architecture and furniture. Elven furniture. Her interest piped Elora scooted closer turning the pages, these were things long forgotten. Memorial places, the crafts of building them. Where has this come from?

"Lando or should I say Tin'avel used to be a craftsmen of your people. He has been most forthcoming that I am considering him as my Herald."

Elora swallows. He could have the means to replace her.

Suddenly the pages dissapear in front of her, they start to dissipate and looking up she saw the goddess towering over her, her one eye all that her face posessed inhaling the contents of the book.

It then snapped towards her, unblinking, attentive and all seeing. It was not an easy gaze to hold.

"I have watched your progress on your new topic of interest. I like your dedication, your thirst for answers."

Elora averts her gaze again, nodding. "I am on the right path, I can feel it. There is more to the dark creatures that attacked my home. I just need a bit more time."

"No." The goddess voice was harsh, almost making Elora look up again, "Time will not get you what you need. The knowledge you seek is not hidden in my library, if so, I wouldn't need you looking through it. I have read each book you find on these shelves, I know every content inside of it. What you seek lies elsewhere."

"Where?"

"The northern Kingdom of En-Ar."

En-Ar. The land of Kings. Once her homeland.

"Travel to the fortress Skaeld in my dear brother's domain, the god of mountains. Be wary of him, all he knows is the mindless instincts of an animal. There will be no reasoning with him. He will prevent you from entering the city, should you be discovered as my Herald."

The last standing fortress of En-Ar. "Win'av El. The never falling refuge." Now occupied by humans, who rebuild the ruins of her people. She always wantesld to see it. If she could spot the changes done to it - find familiarities. Answers.

"It is time for you to return to your roots and fulfill your promise to me. There you will find out more on the creatures of the night, how they came to be and how to defeat them."

"Defeat?" She thought she was there for knowledge alone.

"Ulgrim's followers are Warriors. They prefer raw violance over reason. Don't expect a warm welcome there. My brother can be quite unreasonable, but I know he hides valuable knowledge from me. You are to bring it to me without raising his suspicion. Can I count on you, Herald?"

"Always." Elora nods, dipping her head lower in respect.

She thought to hear her goddess smile.

"You will leave at the break of dawn, I will bless you with the swift wings of my owls. And remember that I will be watching you, Herald. I know the sight of a new city can be tempting, but you shall not fall for its allure. Don't break your promise to me or you will regret it." 

[ ~ 1083 words ]