Noel_Dimon

Noel_Dimon
  • Updated:September 30, 2014 12:06 am
  • Last visit:October 15, 2014 3:28 pm
  • Member Since:June 7, 2011 6:03 pm
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The Lady Of The Southern Wood's.
A Elven Queen
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"With the touch of my lips I will suckle your life from your body with a simple kiss, There is no controlling it..for it is my curse.
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I can hear nature's voice.
I hear your thoughts.
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My powers are of healing, growth and beauty.
Able to create ice and snow.
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My weapons are an enchanted Bow and a sword made of Aron'nel's light.
 

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5' 7
130 pounds
blue shimmering eyes
thick white hair falling to her hips
Single
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~ A Queens Journal~
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So here I am, Back in Tyran.

I thought so much would have changed here.. seems all that has changed is me.

It's strange.. returning here after so much that has happen.

My home here is now completed as I walked through the doors and smelt of the fresh paint... I felt a peace.

Strange.. how much has changed for me and these lands feel the same and this home.. it was built for a queen.. for me.

But its filled with servants and no loved ones.. how can this ever be a home for me.. even a cage made of the fairest gold is still a cage.

I am a Queen now.. Both my parents has passed..I feel as thou a prisoner.

Thou I will hold my head high and guide my people.. I pray I will not fail..

Here I am..Alive again, my curse broken.

I can stay here for a few weeks before returning back to the woods.

... Who will guide me?
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Matthew is dead..

I was wishing to see upon my return him settled and happy.

Hellphire is no longer in these lands,

I thought this news would have a greater impact.

But some how I knew he would not have waited for me.

This castle is becoming yet another prison for me to sit in.

I will not have it.

I will no longer sit.

I am opening my castle here in Tyran to the public.

All but my tower.

My castle will be open to the sick and wounded, and to their families.

My servants will help aid me.

For these people in this land have few people to turn to for help with out bowing down to people wanting to be known as Gods.

I have seen these so called Gods.

I look down upon them, Pity them.

For they are cowards.

Allowing the weak to fight for these lands as they sit in their hot bath water.

?Sickens me, cowardliness trails off them like suffocating sulfur.

I will help.. I will be but the first to place out my hand.

And so " Dimon's Castle" will open its doors. let those who are lost enter.
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