Dark Sword

Orton is a kingdom ruled by the Alvic in capital Strongvale. It has many races besides the Alvic : Moon elves, Sun elves, Flecoi, Troid and humans.
Iryn, a human girl,her troid father Alar, and her human friend Amaya, decided to go on a quest to look for the legendary Dark Sword. This is the story of their adventure.


10. Chapter 8

Iryn woke up in the morning, she found herself in a strange room.

"This is not the inn room" she said while looking around. Suddenly, she heard a knock at the door.

The door opened and The elf entered the room "You're awake. Good morning" he closed the door and walked towards her.

"Stop, who are you?"

He stoped "You don't remember?"

"Remember what?" She touched her hip " My dagger... Where is my dagger?"

"On the table next to you"

She turned and found the dagger, she took it and pointed it at the elf "Who are you and where am I?"

"Forgive me, I didn't introduce myself properly. My name is Ruvel. This is a room in the back of the tavern. You passed out yesterday after drinking too much, I didn't know where to take you and I couldn't allow myself to leave an unconscious lady alone in a tavern full of drunkards"

"The tavern? Oh... I was drinking yesterday... You are the elf who sat with me..."

"Are you gonna point that dagger at me for long?"

"Oh.." She looked at her hand and put the dagger on the bed hesitantly. 

"Oww... my head gonna explode"

"It hurts?"

"Yeah... a lot"

He walked towards her and put his hand on her head and closed his eyes.

"Hey! What are you..."

A moment later, he opened his eyes, remove his hand and stepped back.

Iryn touched her head "It's ... gone.. The terrible headache is gone.. What did you.."

"I healed you" said Ruvel calmly. He saw the confusion in her eyes so he added "I am a mage"

"A mage?!"

"I think you must be hungry. If you want to know more, I will tell you over breakfast in the tavern." He walked to the door and opened it, she followed him to the tavern.

They went to a table that has food on it and sat.

"I hope the food is to your liking."

"Yeah.. Thank you" She took a bite from her fresh bread.

"You didn't tell me your name."


"Such a lovely name."

"So, Moon elves can use magic"

"Not all of us, just very few elves. In every five hundred elves you'll find one mage. Also, half of the mages die very young."

"Why? Is it some health problem related to practicing magic?"

He looked at his hand "This .. magic is a curse, we are an abomination" He paused for a moment then continued "We, mages are born with ten times more emotions than normal elves. Sometimes we loose control of our powers when we get emotional. This causes harm not just to others ... but to ourselves too.." 

"You don't seem like someone who would hurt people."

He took a sip from the cup of wine in front of him and kept holding it "I have a twin brother, he's not a mage, just a normal moon elf. One day when we were kids, we were playing in our house garden with one of our friends, I don't remember why but the other kid  broke my brother's toy, I ran to stand between them, but he pushed me and punched my brother... I got angry and told him to stop... the next moment he was on fire... I... set him on fire... I burnt him alive. I turned to look at my brother, I noticed a burn mark on his hand, I walked towards him, I wanted to heal him but.... He stepped back, he was scared of me... I still remember him saying: stay away from me, monster..."

"Ruvel, you're bleeding"

He looked down at his hand, he didn't notice that he broke his wine glass and pieces of it were cutting his flesh. She took his hand and started removing the glass pieces, he got surprised and tried remove his hand from hers "I can do it myself, you don't need to..." She didn't listen to him and continued removing the pieces. "It's ok, now you just need to heal yourself"

"I can't. I can't use my healing powers on myself, funny huh"

"How inconvenient" She called the tavern servant "Please, we need a bandage here", when he brought it, she bandaged Ruvel's hand "Here, I think I stopped the bleeding"

"Thank you"

"So you said, mages loose control of their magic when they get emotional, but this can't be helped."

"There is one school where mages can learn how to control their emotions, I wouldn't call it a school, it's  more like a dungeon. My parents sent me there after what a did. The training takes years, and the students are not allowed to leave the school until they graduate... or die."

"How they teach you how to control emotions?"

"They believe that if they put us on extreme situations, we would learn how to control our powers... for this, they tortured us emotionally... by using nightmare potion, spells, hunger and so many methods... "

"That's horrible!"

"Many mages couldn't endure all that torture... they used their magic to kill themselves" He closed his eyes as if he was trying to resist crying "My best friend burned himself in front of me... I couldn't do anything to save him.."

He felt a touch in his hand, he opened his eyes and saw Iryn looking at him and saying "Please, calm down" He turned around and found that all the candles in the tavern suddenly lit "Oh.. I... I'm sorry.." He took a deep breath and let it out, and all the candles went out.

"It seems your magic still goes out of control"

"Nobody can fully control it, even the masters in the school, I told you, it's a curse. But at least after graduation we become less dangerous. Anyway.... yesterday you were talking about a quest"

"I did?"

"Yes, You said something about you not being able to access the library"

Iryn sighed "Yes"

"I can help you get inside... If you help me"

"Help you do what?"

"Free slaves"

"Slaves? There are slaves in Orwyn? It's illegal as far as I know"

"Maybe in other places, but in Orwyn, slavery culture runs deep and won't change soon. I can't accept kidnapping humans and sell them like animals"

"Wow, that was... I don't know, you're different from the arrogant elves I met before... So how you're gonna do that?"

"Don't worry, I have a plan. So, will you help me?"

"Yes, I will."



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