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Commission for , of his character Maylara Maltree.
He gave me as well a text for the image, that I can slighty modify for my universe of Aiers...
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In the mountains of Nohalion, in the edges of what once was the great kingdom of Galawkey, only several small villages of shepperds and goatkeepers where the only remanent of the once great Mountain Elf kingdom of the Hebonnor:

In these small villages, the live wasn't easy, and allways was need to be in alert, ready to defend their cattle and lifes from the raiders or invaders -as black orcs of Tok Thoria, Loranor Wild People, and as well drows and goblins from the underworld, who make some raids to the surface, from the caves and acsess in the mountains...

But as well, along with the hard life, there isn't to much to do... and so, in these small comunities, isolated in the mountains, every rumor quickly expand:

And in one of these villages, there where some wild rumours, surrounding a couple of goatherders: Aldabeer and Thaergrud:

A few years have passed since these rumors begin, when suddendly, the couple leaved the house of their grandparents, within the defenses of the village, and moved to a cottage, near the forests, without an apparent reason:

The villagers, stranged with this, invented excuses to visit the couple, but they finded nothing:

There where then rumors about sorcery, witchcraft, rusttling, smuggling, between many others, until one neighbor, spying in the night to the cottage, eared the crying of a child, and after that, somebody said that they had seen, playing in the near forests of the cottage, a small, furtive children:

Thaergrud, the wife of Aldabeer, was know for being infertile, and her future first born was aborted, before it was ready, and since then, she wasn't ever able of having children:

Some say then, she made a pact with the Moon, and that child was fruit of some kind of magic...
Other say that it was really the spirit of the unborn children, that haunted the couple... and others said that they stealed a baby from someone, and they where hidding their stealed boy...

A few years passed, and the rumors persisted, but they wheren't as juicy as in the beginning, until, finally, a day, Thaergrud and Aldabeer requested the villagers to gather, after the day of work, because they had news to share: and so, all the villagers, intrigated, finished they work early, and awaiting for the news, where drinking and discussing in the village square about all the rumors, trying to adventure what kind of news these will be...

And meanwhile they where gathering, drinking and discussing, the Mountain Elf couple where leaving their cottage:

....A few years had passed since the elf couple had found a baby Drow and decided to take her in and raise her as their own. Thaergrud and Aldabeer, despise the curiosity of their neighboars, were able to keep things a secret for awhile -or only as rumors- but it was time to reveal their adopted daughter Maylara Maltree to the village, and better for them to be front about it then for it to be discovered, than somebody curious enough to break in their cottage and find with horror what many Hebonnor (mountain elfs) find a kind of monster: a Drow.

The elf mother urged a young May to follow her out to the village square, and Maylara nervously hid behind her adoptive mother's leg, clinging to it as they walked.

The male elf, Aldabeer, reluctantly follow, knowing that there was almost no way that this was going to end well. Especially not once the village elders found out.

When they entered in the village square, they where surprised to find out that all the town, and even some Hebonnor from the nearing area, where here, to hear about the news, that they hoped, involved witchcraft, banned sorcery, spirits, witchs and abominations...

And upon their enterig in the square, there was several shocked looks, as well as some disgusted ones, even some vicious ones.

-and a few where upset: they finished earlier they work only to see a drow kid? Reality sucks. They wanted to see a child of the Moon!-

One of the elves of the crowd, a rubicund lumberer with a golden beard, with the face red for all the alcohol he ingested in the day, awaiting for the news, was the first to voice outrage.

"How dare you bring one of those vile spawns of evil to this village!"

Another elf, a know rusttler and smuggler, who in one of his journeys to a human kingdom in the low lands get himself a disease of sexual transmision, yelled out.

"You've compromised the purity and integrity of our entire population!"

a few people laughed had the indignity of the syphilic elf... but the bulk of them where too angry and disapointed for that:

There were more jeers and comments from the crowd, and the very young May didn't understand what was going on and just clung closer to her adoptive mother, burying her face into her leg.

Thaergrud just looked pleadingly with the crowd, Aldabeer just had to stand off to the side and watch, he knew anything he'd say wouldn't help any and it was up to her to make them change their views. She spoke with the crowd as one.

"Please! Everybody calm down and hear me out! She is but a child, a newborn when we happened upon her whose parents were killed by raiders. It would not have been right, our god would not have justified abandoning an innocent creature, let alone a baby."

The crowd just roared, phrases like "But it's a Drow!" "Monster!" "Unworthy!" were shouted amongts the various villagers.

Thaergrud just continued to beg the crowd to show compassion.

"Please, do not judge her by WHAT she is, give her a chance. Look at her, she's no different from any other child in her position, scared and confused. How many of you have raised wild animals from pups that turned out decent creatures. We have raised her right so far and will continue to do so, she will be a decent person."

There were whispers and inward discussions amongst the the crowd, one of the village elders stepped forward and raised a hand which immediately caused silence among the villagers for them to speak.

"How dare the lot of you, yes, Thaergrud broke part of our laws, bringing an outsider in, and a Drow no less...
But on the other hand, we are a peaceful people. And our Gods -well, maybe one, but he doesn't count- would not have condoned actions as she spoke, rather she took the right ones according to our faith, and in this village, our faith takes precedence over our laws.
As an elder of this village, I cannot deny them the right to protect the life that which they have saved, that is part of our laws, and our faith alike.
However I cannot also ask all of you to accept their actions, so I have to leave it in your hands, but I will say that should anyone raise an evil hand against that child will find themselves in exile."

The crowd whispered some grumbled things and then began to disperse -mostly go to the tavern, anyway... there where some juicy new rumors about a witch in a cave that was having sexual relations with beasts, anyway-.

The new elf family sighed, having done all they can for now and proceeded back to their home, with a very quiet May just clinging tightly to her mother's leg trying to comprehend whatever just happened, her insightful eyes just staring into the distance.

Description

Commission for , of his character Maylara Maltree.
He gave me as well a text for the image, that I can slighty modify for my universe of Aiers...
____________________________________________

In the mountains of Nohalion, in the edges of what once was the great kingdom of Galawkey, only several small villages of shepperds and goatkeepers where the only remanent of the once great Mountain Elf kingdom of the Hebonnor:

In these small villages, the live wasn't easy, and allways was need to be in alert, ready to defend their cattle and lifes from the raiders or invaders -as black orcs of Tok Thoria, Loranor Wild People, and as well drows and goblins from the underworld, who make some raids to the surface, from the caves and acsess in the mountains...

But as well, along with the hard life, there isn't to much to do... and so, in these small comunities, isolated in the mountains, every rumor quickly expand:

And in one of these villages, there where some wild rumours, surrounding a couple of goatherders: Aldabeer and Thaergrud:

A few years have passed since these rumors begin, when suddendly, the couple leaved the house of their grandparents, within the defenses of the village, and moved to a cottage, near the forests, without an apparent reason:

The villagers, stranged with this, invented excuses to visit the couple, but they finded nothing:

There where then rumors about sorcery, witchcraft, rusttling, smuggling, between many others, until one neighbor, spying in the night to the cottage, eared the crying of a child, and after that, somebody said that they had seen, playing in the near forests of the cottage, a small, furtive children:

Thaergrud, the wife of Aldabeer, was know for being infertile, and her future first born was aborted, before it was ready, and since then, she wasn't ever able of having children:

Some say then, she made a pact with the Moon, and that child was fruit of some kind of magic...
Other say that it was really the spirit of the unborn children, that haunted the couple... and others said that they stealed a baby from someone, and they where hidding their stealed boy...

A few years passed, and the rumors persisted, but they wheren't as juicy as in the beginning, until, finally, a day, Thaergrud and Aldabeer requested the villagers to gather, after the day of work, because they had news to share: and so, all the villagers, intrigated, finished they work early, and awaiting for the news, where drinking and discussing in the village square about all the rumors, trying to adventure what kind of news these will be...

And meanwhile they where gathering, drinking and discussing, the Mountain Elf couple where leaving their cottage:

....A few years had passed since the elf couple had found a baby Drow and decided to take her in and raise her as their own. Thaergrud and Aldabeer, despise the curiosity of their neighboars, were able to keep things a secret for awhile -or only as rumors- but it was time to reveal their adopted daughter Maylara Maltree to the village, and better for them to be front about it then for it to be discovered, than somebody curious enough to break in their cottage and find with horror what many Hebonnor (mountain elfs) find a kind of monster: a Drow.

The elf mother urged a young May to follow her out to the village square, and Maylara nervously hid behind her adoptive mother's leg, clinging to it as they walked.

The male elf, Aldabeer, reluctantly follow, knowing that there was almost no way that this was going to end well. Especially not once the village elders found out.

When they entered in the village square, they where surprised to find out that all the town, and even some Hebonnor from the nearing area, where here, to hear about the news, that they hoped, involved witchcraft, banned sorcery, spirits, witchs and abominations...

And upon their enterig in the square, there was several shocked looks, as well as some disgusted ones, even some vicious ones.

-and a few where upset: they finished earlier they work only to see a drow kid? Reality sucks. They wanted to see a child of the Moon!-

One of the elves of the crowd, a rubicund lumberer with a golden beard, with the face red for all the alcohol he ingested in the day, awaiting for the news, was the first to voice outrage.

"How dare you bring one of those vile spawns of evil to this village!"

Another elf, a know rusttler and smuggler, who in one of his journeys to a human kingdom in the low lands get himself a disease of sexual transmision, yelled out.

"You've compromised the purity and integrity of our entire population!"

a few people laughed had the indignity of the syphilic elf... but the bulk of them where too angry and disapointed for that:

There were more jeers and comments from the crowd, and the very young May didn't understand what was going on and just clung closer to her adoptive mother, burying her face into her leg.

Thaergrud just looked pleadingly with the crowd, Aldabeer just had to stand off to the side and watch, he knew anything he'd say wouldn't help any and it was up to her to make them change their views. She spoke with the crowd as one.

"Please! Everybody calm down and hear me out! She is but a child, a newborn when we happened upon her whose parents were killed by raiders. It would not have been right, our god would not have justified abandoning an innocent creature, let alone a baby."

The crowd just roared, phrases like "But it's a Drow!" "Monster!" "Unworthy!" were shouted amongts the various villagers.

Thaergrud just continued to beg the crowd to show compassion.

"Please, do not judge her by WHAT she is, give her a chance. Look at her, she's no different from any other child in her position, scared and confused. How many of you have raised wild animals from pups that turned out decent creatures. We have raised her right so far and will continue to do so, she will be a decent person."

There were whispers and inward discussions amongst the the crowd, one of the village elders stepped forward and raised a hand which immediately caused silence among the villagers for them to speak.

"How dare the lot of you, yes, Thaergrud broke part of our laws, bringing an outsider in, and a Drow no less...
But on the other hand, we are a peaceful people. And our Gods -well, maybe one, but he doesn't count- would not have condoned actions as she spoke, rather she took the right ones according to our faith, and in this village, our faith takes precedence over our laws.
As an elder of this village, I cannot deny them the right to protect the life that which they have saved, that is part of our laws, and our faith alike.
However I cannot also ask all of you to accept their actions, so I have to leave it in your hands, but I will say that should anyone raise an evil hand against that child will find themselves in exile."

The crowd whispered some grumbled things and then began to disperse -mostly go to the tavern, anyway... there where some juicy new rumors about a witch in a cave that was having sexual relations with beasts, anyway-.

The new elf family sighed, having done all they can for now and proceeded back to their home, with a very quiet May just clinging tightly to her mother's leg trying to comprehend whatever just happened, her insightful eyes just staring into the distance.