katalynn
Playing with demons
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Kazalyea was the name they had given her when they found her. Through out the years she has gained a very popular nick name "scynful". The nickname came from her constantly getting herself into trouble in some fashion or another. Also had a way of finding herself in hunter traps. The main reason she is always getting caught in the traps is because they are traps and she doesn't like them. Kaz doesn't like seeing anyone or anything get trapped, if it is of her people, they get sent off as slaves, if it is animals, they are killed more often than not. Only down fall to this plan of hers is she never really learned how to disarm these traps. Just blindly goes in and attempts to destroy them.
One of her biggest advantages is the simple fact that she is small. Smaller than most elves she has ever met. Even the elders that took her in do not exactly what her breed is, she has aspects of the Drow elves with the hint of blue/purple in her skin color. It was not dark enough to be full blood drow. Then there are her eyes, one of her eyes is that of Drow, color of amethyst. At the same time she has hint of wood elf in her as well, the other eye is green as emeralds. The color of her hair is mixed as well, white like the Drows, however, there is hint of dark green and gold streaks through out the white. No one knows where the green comes from. On her shoulders it appears she is suppose to have wings, however, they either never developed, or haven't yet. Or just simply she never learned how to use them. One of the elders felt like they have been removed when she was a baby before they found her. For now they look like birth marks more than anything, scars of where wings would be.
Kazalyea was called many names and none of them bothered her. Some were simple like half breed, others were pretty rude and just no reason to repeat them. They also didn't like how small she was, they felt that she was an easy target all the time. Soon they realized that her small size had advantages and were always using her to get into small areas and to "test" their own traps.
This last trap ended up cutting things a tad bit too close. She can get out of any trap she has gotten into so far and this one was one of the easiest ones to get out of. As she dangled in the air upside down, she heard voices and dogs in the distance. Quickly as possible she cut through the thick rope, sometimes this took some work and when she falls to the ground, it always stuns her for a few moments. Kazalyea knew the voices of these trappers, these were the slaver types always looking to catch the elves that are out in the woods. They were exotic and very valuable to the humans who caught them.
"Sounds like we caught ourselves a good one boys!" as the dogs began to get more and more excited. This forced her to quickly get on her feet and run into the bushes, there was no time to climb the trees like she normally would.
"Damn it, not another one!!!!" this was a new voice, perhaps the son on his first (hunting) trip. "This is the 4th one today that has been destroyed"
Kazalyea knew she couldn't stay here, it wasn't safe and dogs were narrowing in on her very quickly, pulling their humans to her scent. Couldn't take it anymore, had to take the chance and she took off forcing the dogs to get excited again.
"Release the hounds, they will catch her"
Little did they know that she knew how to get into places where the hounds couldn't fit into, also, she had a slight head start on them. It was enough to find her first (rabbit) hole of sorts, enough for her but not so much for the hounds. They had to find other options to get around the bushes she went into.
After running and hiding for what seemed like forever with the hounds still on her scent, Kazalyea came upon a beautiful castle in the middle of no where. She has only heard stories of a castle in these woods, however, this one didn't fit those stories at all. This one was in its prime, bright and full of color, the most beautiful garden she has ever seen in her life. It trapped her for a few moments till the hounds brought her back to reality. She ended up prowling along the hedges for a way in, a place to hide and when she finally found a hole in the hedge, Kaz slipped inside. As soon as she was in, the outside world grew silent. The hounds had stopped, the yelling of the men had stopped, it was as if there was nothing outside the hedges.
From the stories she heard, this place was suppose to be dead and falling apart. The stories of this place were used it as scary, haunting kind of stories. This place was far from dark and dreary or dead looking. It made Kazalyea wonder about those stories and the next thing she knew, she was going further into the yard to explore.
After all, that is how she gets into trouble..... Curiosity is her greatest weakness.
One of her biggest advantages is the simple fact that she is small. Smaller than most elves she has ever met. Even the elders that took her in do not exactly what her breed is, she has aspects of the Drow elves with the hint of blue/purple in her skin color. It was not dark enough to be full blood drow. Then there are her eyes, one of her eyes is that of Drow, color of amethyst. At the same time she has hint of wood elf in her as well, the other eye is green as emeralds. The color of her hair is mixed as well, white like the Drows, however, there is hint of dark green and gold streaks through out the white. No one knows where the green comes from. On her shoulders it appears she is suppose to have wings, however, they either never developed, or haven't yet. Or just simply she never learned how to use them. One of the elders felt like they have been removed when she was a baby before they found her. For now they look like birth marks more than anything, scars of where wings would be.
Kazalyea was called many names and none of them bothered her. Some were simple like half breed, others were pretty rude and just no reason to repeat them. They also didn't like how small she was, they felt that she was an easy target all the time. Soon they realized that her small size had advantages and were always using her to get into small areas and to "test" their own traps.
This last trap ended up cutting things a tad bit too close. She can get out of any trap she has gotten into so far and this one was one of the easiest ones to get out of. As she dangled in the air upside down, she heard voices and dogs in the distance. Quickly as possible she cut through the thick rope, sometimes this took some work and when she falls to the ground, it always stuns her for a few moments. Kazalyea knew the voices of these trappers, these were the slaver types always looking to catch the elves that are out in the woods. They were exotic and very valuable to the humans who caught them.
"Sounds like we caught ourselves a good one boys!" as the dogs began to get more and more excited. This forced her to quickly get on her feet and run into the bushes, there was no time to climb the trees like she normally would.
"Damn it, not another one!!!!" this was a new voice, perhaps the son on his first (hunting) trip. "This is the 4th one today that has been destroyed"
Kazalyea knew she couldn't stay here, it wasn't safe and dogs were narrowing in on her very quickly, pulling their humans to her scent. Couldn't take it anymore, had to take the chance and she took off forcing the dogs to get excited again.
"Release the hounds, they will catch her"
Little did they know that she knew how to get into places where the hounds couldn't fit into, also, she had a slight head start on them. It was enough to find her first (rabbit) hole of sorts, enough for her but not so much for the hounds. They had to find other options to get around the bushes she went into.
After running and hiding for what seemed like forever with the hounds still on her scent, Kazalyea came upon a beautiful castle in the middle of no where. She has only heard stories of a castle in these woods, however, this one didn't fit those stories at all. This one was in its prime, bright and full of color, the most beautiful garden she has ever seen in her life. It trapped her for a few moments till the hounds brought her back to reality. She ended up prowling along the hedges for a way in, a place to hide and when she finally found a hole in the hedge, Kaz slipped inside. As soon as she was in, the outside world grew silent. The hounds had stopped, the yelling of the men had stopped, it was as if there was nothing outside the hedges.
From the stories she heard, this place was suppose to be dead and falling apart. The stories of this place were used it as scary, haunting kind of stories. This place was far from dark and dreary or dead looking. It made Kazalyea wonder about those stories and the next thing she knew, she was going further into the yard to explore.
After all, that is how she gets into trouble..... Curiosity is her greatest weakness.
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