∞Em∞ Fiera (story is desc)

∞Em∞ Fiera (story is desc) skin description

This is Fiera, an elf character from my role play. I decided to bring her to life in skin form and share her with you! I'll also provide her backstory. Enjoy! ∞Em∞ Story Once a nymph and an elf prince fell in love. It was a forbidden kind of love because it supposedly could never be. The nymph was called Roanna and the elf Firlos. Many people told Firlos to avoid Roanna, for she would curse him. Firlos ignored them, because he knew she wasn't like most nymphs. For months they met in secret. They would meet on a hill overlooking the vast forests and mountains of their land. One day the elf king started offering a reward for the heads of nymphs. Firlos was furious with his father, he begged his father to stop offering the reward. His father didn't listen, his father insisted it was best for his son. That night Firlos went to the hill to meet Roanna. She told him how she feared for her life, and the life of their newborn child. Firlos heard cries in the distance, he stood and saw a parade of men and other species on horseback holding torches and weapons. He pulled Roanna from her feet and placed Fiera in a wrap across her chest. He took Roanna's hand and they ran. They ran for days it seemed. Finally they couldn't move anymore and they stopped to camp. Firlos went to look for sticks and logs for a fire. When he returned the hunting party had already raided the camp and lethally wounded Roanna, she lay in a pool of blood. He ran to her side and held her hand as the light faded from her eyes. Firlos lay her hands across her chest and picked her up. He took the wrap Fiera lay in crying. Firlos carried them back to the hill. He lay Roanna down, and rocked Fiera till she slept. He set to work digging a grave with a rock. He worked all night, and finally finished at sunrise. Then he carefully set Roanna down in the grave. Firlos carved her name gracefully into a nearby rock, and made her a crown of lilies and lavender. He took Fiera in his arms and lay next to the grave and slept. He walked to a nearby village and looked through the windows searching for a kind family. Firlos took a piece of parchment from his satchel and wrote a note: Dear People, Please take this child. I can not care for her because she is half nymph and if anyone finds out they will kill her. My name is Firlos, I am the prince of the elf kingdom near here. When I take over after my father she may return to me. For then I will have revoked the opportunity for reward. Her mother was killed last night by a hunting party trying to achieve the reward. When you think she is ready to know the truth tell her. Care for her like she is your own. Her name is Fiera. He then returned to his kingdom waiting for the day to see his daughter again. Fiera grew up with this family and she was happy, and when she was 14 they told her of her father and mother. They told her that they could not see her father yet for his father remained king, so Fiera waited for that day to come. One evening it was announced the king was dead. The family took Fiera to the castle by horseback to see her father. But along the road she was kidnapped by a band of dwarves. She worked as a servant for the dwarves until she was 16, and they took a liking to her. They taught her how to hunt, and use a sword and bow. She loved her time with the dwarves and soon forgot about her father. During this time Firlos worried. The family has told him of the event and he feared she would never return. So every year he would go back to the hill and play a song on his flute, a song that could be heard miles away, in hopes someday a curious Fiera would come searching for him.