((I left a lot out of the story purposefully so anyone that met Taiah can write if they would like to, english or german is fine))
Taiah used to whisper to her sister in a language understood by elves yet now, only her sister understands as her words remain unformed and garbled. Laying down in the bed at Tol as her eyes become heavy with sleep beginning to descend, she looks toward the bed near her and smiles seeing her sister already asleep, yet anyone walking in the room would only see one elfess. Taiah didn't want to think of the duel they had that took her sisters life in the mainland, shaking her head as if warding off certain thoughts, she would not think of Nordmark either as the first town she ever saw on Gobaith. How was she to know elves were slaves there? Frowning, she places one arm behind her head letting her silver hair fall where it may as she again refused to remember anything unpleasant or hurtful..at least for now. Briefly pulling on her welded collar hoping one day it would be removed she now turns on her side and anyone watching would see her silver eyes shine as another thought flows, this one she keeps close to her heart. The altar of Tol Vanima, the most beautiful site she has ever seen, one touch and the room continually lit up with rainbow light as if the gods were speaking. Frightened at first, she gradually was soothed as a feeling of happiness overwhelmed her while she placed apples along with a shield as offerings. After that, she KNEW she was finally home. Right before her eyes closed completely her lips formed "Tol Vanima".
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