Post by NiaZen on Jan 1, 2010 20:47:55 GMT -8
Fallen
A Summary of Falir Taehlec's Life[/center]
He was born into a spellcaster family. One very much hated, and a bad reputation to back it up. He was only given care enough to survive; old clothes, little nutrition, and even less attention. His parents were always arguing about something, constantly ranting about some small detail or flaw, they paid little attention to their only child...
Of course, he didn't mind, he had a lot of freedom, yet in his later years, he would discover how truly lonley he was, with that little love in his life...
The boy would constantly get into trouble, but of course, he could easily get away with it. A lone wolf, he was, he had no friends, nobody bothered getting to know this young boy, all except for a beautiful young girl, a girl who planted happiness into Falir Taehlec's life, until one day she completely knocked down his tower...
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Absolute loyalty, the definition of his name. Falir meaning loyal, and Taehlec, his last name, meaning Absolute. He's a loyal person, loyal, and honest. One who would be a real friend, and one that little people would get to know...
This was the last time his family had moved, deciding to live in the reputation rather than continuing it. Young Falir would finally get to make friends, he thought.
His parents still constantly argued, so the boy would escape the cage of a home and would wander about the neighborhood, watching families outside with their children, and more often he would wander into a small playground, where the girl of his dreams was usually found.
Falir would hide among the trees to watch this girl, he couldn't find the courage to go up to her and say hello, but he was determined that that day he would.
The girl was running around, playing tag with her sister. She was a neko, half big cat. Fiery red hair, beautiful crimson blue eyes, and mesmerizing sandy tan skin. She wasn't covered in fur like other nekos, but she had soot black cat ears and long wild soot black tail. Part Panther. She looked 10 and her sister looked maybe one year older. Falir didn't really bother looking at this girl's sister, he was only interested in Glasaida, the girl who's name he knew only by overhearing her sister's call.
"Saida, you're a cheater! Stop running so fast!" her sister called.
"Nu-uh, you're just slow, Nina!" Saida responded, stopping and taunting her sister.
"You're mean!!!" Nina said, approaching her sister, which ran off again. Falir knew that she would give up and sit down, which was exactly what she did.
"Aw, Nina! You're no fun!" Saida said, sitting next to her sister. "I wish I had a friend who could keep up with me!"
"Well, it's not /my/ fault!" Nina protested.
Falir debated whether or not to come out, and he finally pushed himself out of the trees. "Um...cah-can I play with you?" He asked. Glasaida and Nina turned their heads and looked at the untidy boy, his long black hair appearing oily in the sunshine, and mis-matched clothing hidden underneath his cloak.
"Who are you and were you watching us?!" Nina shouted.
"Nu-no! I wasn't watching you! I-I just...came by aah-and saw you tuh-two playing so I-I-" Falir began.
"Aren't you that one boy? The only, uh...Ta-eh-lick Kid?" Saida asked, Falir blushed at her voice.
"U-um...it's Tie-lehk..." he corrected.
"Tie-lehk whatever. That spellcaster boy. You just want to get us into trouble with your tricks don't you?!" Nina growled.
"N-No! I...I'm not like my parents...I swear!" he stuttered.
"So, Tie-lehk, what's your first name?" Glasaida asked.
"Falir...feh-leer." he responded, breaking it down so it could be pronounced right, unlike his butchered last name.
“Well, Feh-leer, the name’s Glasaida. But you can call me Saida. I don’t see harm in you playing with us, right Nina?” Saida smiled, looking at Nina, then holding out a hand for Falir to shake.
“Saida! What would mommy and daddy say if they saw you playing with that Tie-lehk kid?! His parents are nothing but evil spellcasters!!!” Nina protested.
“They’re not evil!! They’re just...different...” Falir said, about to shake Saida’s hand, but then retreated it at the offense.
“All spellcasters are the same! Evil, malicious jerks who only care about themselves!”
“Tha-that’s not true! I’m not like them! I doh-don’t care about my self only!!”
”Of course, look at you! You’re so dirty! Of course you have no friends!! You’re a pathe-“
”Stop Nina! You can’t judge people by their background! You don’t be mean to him! You have no right!!!!” Glasaida scram, backing up the small Falir, his hopes seemed to raise as the beautiful girl backed him up.
”I’m telling mommy!!” Nina shouted, stomping away. The boy watched her leave and Saida turned around, looking at him.
“Um...thu-thank you...” Falir said, looking down at his worn out shoes, blushing.
”It’s ok, you’re welcome. Let’s sit down.” Saida said, smiling at Falir, who didn’t respond but followed the Neko.
This was the spark to a better life for the young Falir Taehlec, but he never expected her to be the cause of his downfall...
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They were great friends, always together and eventually joined by another outcast. Varthol, a demon, who’s likeness was outshone Falir’s by a longshot. They were best friends, but Falir seemed to be getting dragged under the evil influence of his parents. They would tell him to not hang out with the mutt (which was what they called Glasaida,) and to find a real women. Yet, Falir was madly in love with that ‘mutt.’ He wouldn’t let their words block him from the beauty of life. But being in the constant environment of his parents, arguing, talking of their past, it was hard for Falir not to fall, but he tried his best to stay true and loyal, a great friend. He would never let anything drag him down...but of course, the thing that dragged him down was the thing he never expected...the thing he cared for the most. The most precious thing to him...
