It had been ages since she had last been here. While not home, it was as close as Adiemus could come to a home. When she had began developing the strange markings filling with swirling silver down her sides, her parents had worried. She had seen doctor after doctor with no answers. When they began drawing out silver liquid rather than blood, her parents had forsaken her to the monks of the Temple, hoping that they could somehow heal their possessed daughter.
Last she had heard, her parents had left Evelon for good. Though it saddened her heart, the fact did not plague her mind. She was different; and she could not put the burden of her gifts onto anyone but herself. She had learned that the hard way through most of her life, through the aid of the monks and the wisdom they had shared. This journey life had given her was a solo one and though it seemed daunting she had to face it alone. lest she cost someone near to her something too precious to atone for.
Human Form
From the steps of the Temple she looked down across the canopy of Tengel--a lush green carpet of leaves from her vantage point. A small smile fell across her face and her grip on the staff at her side relaxed completely. "If only all the world could see this beauty."
She had truly missed it here. A few of the monks--father-figures in her eyes, passed and smiled kindly to her. Adiemus nodded her head solemnly. They had taught her the balance of life; the control to her magic--a gift that, they speculated, might one day free the condemned world. Adi was hard-pressed to believe that honestly, but she remained hopeful.
This strange power, this seemingly unholy gift, was certainly meant for something great.
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Last she had heard, her parents had left Evelon for good. Though it saddened her heart, the fact did not plague her mind. She was different; and she could not put the burden of her gifts onto anyone but herself. She had learned that the hard way through most of her life, through the aid of the monks and the wisdom they had shared. This journey life had given her was a solo one and though it seemed daunting she had to face it alone. lest she cost someone near to her something too precious to atone for.
Human Form
From the steps of the Temple she looked down across the canopy of Tengel--a lush green carpet of leaves from her vantage point. A small smile fell across her face and her grip on the staff at her side relaxed completely. "If only all the world could see this beauty."
She had truly missed it here. A few of the monks--father-figures in her eyes, passed and smiled kindly to her. Adiemus nodded her head solemnly. They had taught her the balance of life; the control to her magic--a gift that, they speculated, might one day free the condemned world. Adi was hard-pressed to believe that honestly, but she remained hopeful.
This strange power, this seemingly unholy gift, was certainly meant for something great.
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