Gloryteller

Rhylie’s Chronicle – Epic Runescape Fiction for Runescape Players and All Others

                  Rhylie’s Chronicle – The Law of Thr33s.

The unraveling of a mystery and the revealing of a remarkable story will be found between the covers of this journal.  If you say it is sketchy at best, you will speak truth, for some details are hidden from the finders, Elflen of Elvenrealms and Reldo, Historian of Varrock.  What they don’t know is that there is more under the heavens and in the earth than meets the eye…..

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Hardly anything is exactly what it seems to be…………..

In the beginning of this tale, the Gods created two innocent souls and They put them into the bodies of two beautiful babies.  At least, that’s the way I saw it.  One of those babes was to become Addy of Kandarin, the other would become Elflen of Elvenrealms.
As they grew, they both loved romping and playing in the forests and meadows of their respective homelands. Discovering the various trees, flowers, smaller plants, animals and even bugs fascinated them both.  They learned swiftness chasing butterflies and bunnies. They became strong and farsighted under the care of their families, yet all was not well ,even in the elven family, we are sorry to report.  Dark forces were at work in all the lands, even then, and the children, in order to avoid the discord in their homes, wandered farther and farther from them.  They did not go unnoticed.

When their ages were in the double numbers, the young elf discovered what turned out to be a teleportal in a clearing deep in the elvish woods.  Fearless and curious, he stepped into the purple air inside and immediately heard and felt dizzying, pulsating, sounds and vibrations. Then it pushed him out into a meadow in a different land. He had been told stories of portals and of far-away lands, but this was different than he had imagined.  He was now in Kandarin.  Elves normally keep to themselves and avoid travel into foreign lands, for they are not well-received there.  So he stayed hidden (elves are good at blending into their surroundings) and watched the strange-looking people as they went about their businesses.  He saw gnomes, wizards, seers, and others that he had previously only seen in collections of drawings.  He kept his budding elven magic silent as he had been taught by Eluned and Arianwyn, and returned to his country using the Kandarin side of the portal.

On his third visit to “his discovered land”, as he marveled at the beauty of a patch of flowers under a Kandarin rainbow, he heard someone singing the most compelling melody he had ever heard. It rivaled Eluned’s “Song of the Stars Surrounding the Autumn Moon”.  So compelling was the song and the voice which gave it life, that he abandoned caution and ran headlong into a meadow clearing in the center of which was a large, flat rock. Sitting cross-legged atop the rock was a young girl with large brown eyes, and in them, flecks of green. Her eyes were wide open with alarm and full of fire.  She had stopped singing as he skidded to a stop in the grass.  Immediately she jumped to her feet after grasping firmly an oaken walking staff and wielding it in an impressive defensive position!

“Ward yourself, stranger! ” ,   she shouted bravely although he could see her knees shaking.

“Who are you? ” He said with surprise in his voice.

“It is your name and presence here that demands explanation,” she said firmly, raising her staff and steadying her knees.

” My name is Elflen,” he said, seeing that he was in little real danger, for he could outrun her if he had to, or possibly overpower her and take her stick away.  He gulped with that thought, nevertheless.

“I’m an explorer” he said with bravado. Maybe making peace was best here.

Her eyes squinted as she looked him over. “I can dent that blond head of his if he comes any closer” she thought, “Or is it green?”  Was his long hair changing? He seemed to be blending into his surroundings.

Suddenly he seemed no threat at all and she became curious.
“My name is Addy if its any business of yours” she ventured.

Elflen then simply sat at the base of the rock and looked up at her, noticing that she had the prettiest dark-brown hair with highlights of “fire-red” running through it.
“I’m sorry I startled you. That was a mistake for several reasons. I simply forgot myself.”  He stood and bowed. “Forgive me, Milady.”

“You surely did”, she softened.  “Forgiven, kind Sir.”

He noticed a quick curtsy.
“What were you singing?  That song and your voice captivated me.  Who made that song?”

” I found the music within myself. I may sing it again, after you explain yourself.” she said, sitting on the edge of the rock with her legs hanging over.

And explain he did, hiding nothing.  And talk they did, finding many things in common after they had moved to a patch of moss under a large yew tree.  He was the first elf she had ever seen and she the first human for him.  (I say human only to show a difference, which is slight -  mainly around the ears, and lore-wise)

As the sun rolled lower in the sky, young Addy did sing her whole song to young Elflen.  He was enthralled because it was like listening to her heart.  He would  remember her song forever and always. After promising to return to that very spot tomorrow, he ran out of their clearing, heading for the portal, as she waved after  him.  With that chance meeting began not only one of the great friendships in all the history of The Land, but a series of events which would prove crucial to the survival of The Land, and trying, even to the most stout-hearted citizens of that land.

To be continued in  Rhylie’s Chronicle Part Two!

Copyright 2-13-2010   by Len, Gloryteller