Oronil’s past, Part 1

Posted: April 28, 2010 in druid, roleplay
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I’ve played on rp-servers almost for 4 and a half years now. Oronil is my main character, my beloved boomie gone resto druid. This is part of her background story.

The ground felt cold. She was barefoot but that’s actually what she liked. Every time her mother forced her to wear her leather shoes she took them off immediately after her mother wasn’t around. The young child liked to touch her surrounding, nature. The trees, the flowers, water, the ground and animals. It had happened that she wasn’t careful enough in her enthusiasm and it ended in her getting hurt. It drove her mother crazy. “Oronil, one day you’ll get yourself into more trouble then you can handle.” Her mother told her daily.

But the child just smiled and continued her investigations. She found a frog and caught it carefully. She took it home with her to show to her mother.

Oronil lived alone with her mother in the forests of Ashenvale. They had a small cottage and her mum provided food for the both of them. She was a skilled huntress. When Oronil noticed that the other children talked about their fathers and not only their mothers, she became curious and started to ask her mother where her dad was. “He’s gone and it’s best if you let it rest Oro. We do not talk about him in this house.” Oronil didn’t know what to respond to that. Why was her mother not proud of him? Why couldn’t she know who he was?

She remembered playing in the living room with a tigerlike doll when he knocked at the door. When her mum opened the door Oronil’s eyes grew big. She had never seen a figure like him. He had horns like the stags in the forests and a long dark beard. That was all she could see of his face because the rest was hidden by his hood. His robes had the colour of the forest and he was carrying a large staff. It was as if nature had stepped into the house. Oronil was impressed and a little scared of this figure. His gaze rested upon the child. “Is this his daughter?” he said in a low voice. Her mother nodded. “Her path is already chosen for her. In time I will come for her and train her. Let’s hope his influence is little in her. Still his blood runs in her veins and we should watch her carefully.” And with these words he left the house.

Oronil didn’t understand what he had said. Was she sick? What was wrong with her? She asked her mother, but she said that little girls shouldn’t worry about things like that and that she was perfectly healthy. Her mother combed her white hair and started to braid it. “Know that I love you very much Oronil. You are the child I always wanted. I will never leave you.” She kissed Oronil’s forehead. Oronil would always remember that moment.

It almost seemed as if she had waited for her mothers return for an eternity. Normally her mum was back during dinnertime, but when the sun had made place for the moon and it’s stars she knew something was wrong. She was sitting in a chair in front of the window, waiting and watching. Her heart jumped when she saw a figure moving from the forest towards the house. She ran to the door and opened it, hugging her mother. But this person didn’t feel like her mother, and he smelled differently. Her mum smelled of roses, this person, he smelled of nature. She looked up and saw the strange man that had visited them. She took a step back. “Mother is not here. I don’t know where she is. She should have been here already. Are you going to find her?” And all of a sudden the child started to cry and fell to her knees.

The figure picked her up and said in a soft voice. “I’m sorry child, but you’re mother is not with us anymore. When you’re old enough I will tell you about her faith. I will take care of you now.” He put her on the ground. “Go, grab some clothes and other things you want to bring with you. We won’t come back here.”

Oronil nodded and started to go through her things. When she was done and had walked back outside, she saw him standing next to an enormous tiger. “This is Karam, he will watch over you and me.” Oronil slowly stroked his furry head and the big creature purred. She knew she was going to like this being. The elf put her on the tigers back and sat behind her. They rode of into the dark night.

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Comments
  1. Achloryn says:

    As a fellow RPer (Wyrmrest Accord – US) I can totally dig the backstory, and really appreciate the fact that you’ve sunk a LOT of time and thought into developing yours. I’m an altaholic, and really I haven’t spent as much time on backstories as I should have… but when you’re running with 8 or 9 different characters it’s a bit difficult sometimes.

    Anyway, just wanted to drop a line to say i’m on the edge of my seat for part 2. 😀

  2. antlergirl says:

    Ah cheers for the compliment ^^ I love writing stories so I’ll try to get some more up here 🙂

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