Never forget, Always remember

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Never trust those mortals son. They have no heart and know no honor.
Once upon a time I was part of the mid realm's forces, a trusted companion of one of those called the Blessed. We ventured out like it was custom, you must know the enchanters rarely stay within the realm, it's there duty to go out, offer aid to those in need and find their brothers and sisters who do not know about their gifts and hidden blessing. We traveled through realms and kingdoms, she and I, always side by side until that they we came to the court of a king and she choose him as her lord... 

Mages do such things, you know. Choosing themselves a worthless human lord they strive to serve to...to share pain and sorrow with them and ease their dread by taking it upon themselves. It's something natural yet also something foolish because no human truly worth this bond. They are to stupid to understand it's meaning and to ungrateful to deserve it at all. 

He was a fool and a hot-head too. Never listening to the advices of his council and also not to hers. I never liked him, I felt he was no good man but she always told me to not worry, nothing would happen, everything would be alright. I wanted to believe her, I wanted to use her words as medicine to ease my sorrows but they couldn't be soothed at all. And how right I was with this worries. He declared war to a neighboring country. A country they had always been allies with for centuries. Nobody understood why nor how this could happen but he rode into battle against them and she followed him.

She was not trained as a battle mage. Of course she knew how to attack and defend but no magic could shield from a wave of arrows or a storm of swords warping you in a cloak of steal and iron. We got separated somehow in the turmoil. In this ocean of blood and dust and death, a battle that seemed to never end. But it ended. As he got killed. His head cleanly cut off by another soldier. It ended and they surrendered. 
I started searching for her on battle field, turning every corpse around looking if it might be her and hoping it wouldn't. I finally found her, wounded and bleeding but still alive. She cried. She shed tears for him. For him who was the cause of all this useless slaughtering.
I laid down beside her to shield her from the sun and heat, from the fire and the smoke around us. She healed my wounds with the last spark of magic that dwelled within her dying body. Her spirit passed and I...I did not leave her. I needed to stay so that they would find her. That they could take her body with them to lay her to rest. She served them so well, so loyal and sacrificed her life for them. I believed they would come to take her, I trusted in them but nobody came. Not for her nor for any of the others who had died. The only who came were wolves and crows and rats. Scavenging critter that feasted themselves of the fallen. I drove them off more than once when they cam to close to her. I even killed some I think. I did not sleep, nor eat or drink for days, if not weeks. I could not. I could not leave her.

It was a mage from the East, one of those called the evil ones, who proved being the only honorable being out there. He had just passed the battle field looking for goods and belongings of the dead. They would not need it anymore anyways he said. He took from them all jewels, all money and swords and daggers unbroken. Even parts of armor still good that could be resold.
He found us at dusk, his bags already filled with all kind of things stolen from the dead. She had precious jewels on her as well, a circlet of gold and a pendent of opal but he did not come to take anything from her. I would have been no match for him. He could have killed me easily and to be able to plunder her belongings as well. 

He asked me what happened and I told him the story. He called her foolish and stupid. I wanted to scream at him, to hurt him and tear him apart for talking that ill of her. I was to weak to do so. He came and picked her broken body up to carry it away. I tried to defend her but he shook me off like a fly. He scolded me. Asked me if I would want her to rot here between all those worthless mortals. To have her slowly turning into fleashy pulp like those knights and that king she died for. It wasn't what I wanted. She should not lay among them any longer. 
He carried her away and I followed him. Carrying the goods he had plundered while she rested in his arms. He brought her to a nearby wood and laid her down on soft green grass. He build a pyre for her and burned her mortal coil to scatter her ashes. To free her from the world, allowing her soul and magic to become one with the Mother again. 

Once done he wanted to leave again like nothing happened. I offered him my bejewled tack as payment, which he took. I had no more need for it with her being no longer. I dwelled in the forest for a few days longer. At the place she had been burned and her ashes scattered. I mourned her loss through day and night until I felt it was time for me to leave. 
I traveled around since than, unable to forget her and unable to forgive them. She trusted them and they betrayed her, she sacrificed herself for them and they left her corpse for the scavengers, she died and they didn't even honored her death.

Mortals are no beings they are beasts or even less. They do not worth the trust and love we gave them. Always remember this son. 
Never trust a mortal for they will only betray you in the end. They know no honor and have no heart.

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Some glimpse into Liandain's past. It explains quiet well why he does not like humans and is in general a grump and distrustful pony.
He once belonged to the Mid Realm forces as well just like Athamena and Yahrides do but he obviously left the club.


I felt like drawing one of my Mearas. Still figuring out how to integrate them into the world of . I really want to continue Aoibhin's and Adhnuall's story there. Same for Muir and Flann and their mage companions.

_{Not only because of the ponies in their case, Val and Alun are just to epic together}

But first only some Liandain.

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credits:
For Liandain by Nexu4
Mearas © Okami-Haru
and Liandain © DatNachtmaehre

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