Note: A very quick scribble on Alma’s mythology being that the area is based on Spain and Czech Republic,so this is very Slavic Fairytale like,so the wooden man is based on wrathful tree guys (Wanderer of The Night is more wrathful AF) and the little lady is based on a female form of a leshy. Seems Yves has his hand slightly to hold for his grandson ;)
The woods of Alma,for Argider whispered and his people, respect his rule. However his heart become lonely as he walked down the woods,whenever it was the hunt for the stag,or visiting his people,for he glanced on the wood,a wounded deer,and his hand laid a lady wrought in green,being shy around humans,she hid herself away into the woods where she was born. For his eyes never glanced upon a beautiful and fair women,her eyes gentle and soft. The next few days,he could heard hushed words,as he thought of the girl,small steps provoking the vow of the hunts,laying flowers at the spot.
Slowly she came out,in whispers,and he has a soft smile whenever he seen that beloved-however at the corner in the eye there came the cold stare of the Wooden man,a spirit that lived for thousands of years-inhabiting the breath and depth for the forest,for he grew frightened on his constant leavings of his daughter.
One night,he could hear cold echoes of an ancient language,only revealed in dreams,in the shadows he woke to follow the exact words.On his knees he tremble upon the court grade,his daughter hidden in the creak of her father’s wings-“You want to take my daughter’s hand-a monster you shall in the woods-“,in the shadows he was transported to a dark manor with a hulking figure and with his bravery,and blood chapped on his lips-he threw the bounty to the Wooden man. It was too easy for a mortal,the next night another task to avoid contact with persons of stone,however little the wooden man was not impressed as he saw the trick that Argider stole a feather from a bird that lit even the darkest venue.
With a deep sigh,to test his love,he killed his daughter,his eyes indifferent as he saw his green daughter fade,for the lands faded slightly and there a mysterious man with piercing blue eyes nodded,and with his horse,he rode his dying daughter,her nubile body laid flowers,as he came to the forest,to find his lands saddening. As he wept,tears of gold formed rivers with the dying flowers,to lead to a hooded man. There he saw a cave,and the hooded man guarded,thinking of ideas-he noticed that he has a love for sweet items. As a trick,he asked his chefs to make the most decadent sweets,there he rushed to save his beloved from fading into the abyss,there the evils spun,for he could see his grandfather’s hand leading to the pale maiden. However the hooded man knows of his tricks and there a bloodied battle began,and as a token of his loyalty,he stole away the coin and kissing his daughter,for he knew once he look back,his beloved would disappear in the bottomless pit.
Back to the fields,the wooden man grew upset that Argider could actually succeeded with the tasks, that he grew himself in the coco,and letting go of his daughter;’s spirt back to him,there she breathed life.For they are married quietly on the spot they married and many said it was there Argider’s seed grew with the bravery to save his beloved.
The nameless girl of Alma (Redo of Alma and the Conquerers)
Note: To be honest I wasn't too happy with this prompt especially the second part of the story,so this is like a redo of the story with more clarity of Aesc’s part and mostly the nameless girl part.
Long ago,Yves in his throne,which he stole from the recent enhancement of the warrior King Cid blind and weak thanks to his cunning trickery of falling in love with his sister Adela,grew restless from ruling Cid’s kingdom,once filled with mirths of Cid’s glory,he no longer has the freedom to run around and cause chaos of keeping the drifts open and gleefully playing tricks with mortals. For he could only hear is the whims of Cid’s people-demanding everything and it sickens him. He thought perhaps that finding a new ruler would let him be free from this burdens. Sending his hounds of shadows,Yves waited for a new ruler,for now he is stuck in the throne,hearing the whims of Cid’s people.
A young maiden-for she hid herself many layers of clothes given by strangers,from gossamer to peasant linen either out of pity-running in the forests all alone fearing the animals that will consume her,tales are told of a nameless girl some say a creature cursed by the drifts,that her father attempted to drown her into the murky pools of poison. No one remembers her face or existence,she is forgotten like her name “nameless”,she is called.
At the cold of winter,Yves was walking through the snows,with his hands glowing in gold-saw the young girl at the brink of death. Yves pitied her as no one will care for her,there he disguised as an injured wolf with blood that stained the snow. He carried the dying girl with his mouth,and walked to the lands.
On the crackling fire,she blearily woke up to see a man-his face stained in blood. Her face in horror as she quickly covered herself up with furs for modesty. His voice calm “Do not fear,I will not harm you”,as he used his hounds to bring sweets and treats beyond the poor girl’s hunger. She could barely make a noise but grunts,biting the hounds. Yves signalled his hounds to refrain from attacking her. “Seems you do not have speech-”,there he holds the container of the eyeball of Cid,with a trance spell,Yves forced her to swallow the eye ball. There a gush of air came from her mouth “WHO ARE YOU?” her eyes widened in horror rubbing her throat ‘How can I speak-where am I?”.
Yves sighed audibly-”Seems eating the eyeball of the damn Cid gave you the power of speech-” there he brought the young girl up “You are nameless,as I heard from near and far” as he circled on the girl covered in furs. “Ahh but I cannot name you Nameless” as he swirled in shadows,placing a crown and a sceptre on her head. The girl feel slightly frightened on that power,she has never been loved for her entire life,let alone her existence
“Why are you nameless?” She could barely think why,her thoughts racing on that. “I do not know,I am always like that,a figure of pity and fear in a bad manner-I am cursed”Yves realizing,that she has the powers of speech replied emphatically “you are not cursed,I promise to take care of you-” as he embraced her like his daughter. The seeds are planted,as Yves taught her to be a human all over again,modelling her with manners and the knowledge way before her time.
For nameless,she become Konul as Yves took his heart to make him his daughter. Therefore she grew up to be beautiful-and also wise,for she can debate with the old gods and make wise decisions whilst Yves went off to do his mischief. Hearing the wisdom of the new queen,many lords and ladies came in to see the new queen,one of them was Lord Aesc-the most handsome among lords,with his wife Alma,most beautiful. However Komul smitten in love desired to get the man for himself.
When Yves came back from his mischief making from the drifts,he saw his adopted daughter-Konul in tears,Yves embraced her “what is wrong my love”. Her eyes damped in tears “what is that feeling,that longing for an another soul”.
Yves is unsure how to put it in words,for he never feel a thing called love,as he always trick people to malicious things with love as their drive.He is known for bedding mortals into chaos.”Unfortunately Lord Aesc has a wife-for her name is Alma,but she is far,and it would create a scandal my dear” There Komul in anger “No! No! No! I can have everything I wanted but for a man’s love that is what I needed”
Yves could feel Konul’s pain,so he made something from the shadows-a little ring which feels hot “I will slip thus to Lord Aesc’s bed,see if he is true to his wife ,his body will not turn into ash” There he embraced his daughter “and you try to win the Lord’s heart with your beauty,drape yourself with the most beautiful and perhaps he will love you my darling”
Whilst Lord Aesc is asleep,Yves disguised as his wife Alma slipped a ring Speaking words “This from King Yves,as a gesture of goodwill-” Lord Aesc smiled “There I must be favoured by the King”. Gazing the ring,he loved how beautiful it was but he wanted to take away,to go to the courts,there the spell did not turn him to ash.
There he drifted off to sleep again,until the next morning Lord Aesc woke up,to horror of a girl naked,and eyes seductive “Come to bed with me Lord Aesc,my kingdom needs an heir”. Aesc is repelled by that action “No I will not,a queen like you should not steal husbands from the wives”. Komul horrified by her rejections,for her eyes are welled in tears. Lord Aesc slipped on the ring again “I rather stay faithful to my wife Alma,than whoring with the queen”
Next day she pined him down again in the gardens “I am the queen and you should obey in my actions,come to bed with me” as she tried to kiss him seductively. Lord Aesc refused her advances,turning himself to a tree. Komul-frustarted,weep to her father Yves “Lord Aesc refused my pleas to be with him.” Yves was in loss and comfort his daughter,and one last resort,he draped with her the perfume that a man will fall irrationally in love and made her up beautifully to impress the Lord Aesc. During the dinner,as Aesc ate his meal-he saw the most hallucinating sight,all in trasculant dresses,showing the nether regions,Aesc struggled to fight his feelings but he was smitten. Slowly Komul managed to lie with Aesc,smoldered by his beauty until Aesc saw his skin turning into bark with the ring, thinking of his beloved Alma as Komul tried to consummate with him.
Aesc yelled “GO OFF YOU BITCH” and turned Konul into a bear waited to be hunted and quickly he put his shirt on and ran quickly to meet his beloved. Yves shocked that his daughter is turned into a bear,he send his hounds to tear him down “TEACH THIS MAN NOT TO MESS MY DAUGHTER” and with his shadows. He appeared to Aesc clawed by his shadow hounds,there Aesc shouted “So you are the one who asked your daughter to sleep with me” and with a sword. Yves looked coldly “You should not defile the orders of the queen,if she wanted to have your child,you should compile”
For the next few months and days,the duel lasted,creating the passionate people,flowers and trees. There Aesc’s words,as he was about to be killed “ALMA FORGIVE ME” as his body slowly turned into a tree,to show his fidelity to his wife as Yves and his hounds fought him. For Yves,as he was walking alone with pools of blood,his grief was unbearable as he was alone “Alma shall be the land and to his ruler,may he never commit the same mistake as me” His body crumble into the shadows,and therefore the drifts are slowly closed,as his chaos is over. For the blood-it become the paths for atonement.
For Konul,she was unfortunately hunted by her ruled persons,as she was in her last month of pregnancy with Aesc’s child,came forth a young man Argider-all wrapped in the leaves of the ash tree. His first words as he stepped into the world “Alma:” and the hunters bowed down of that miracle. For he never recalled his mother’s pain to bring him to the world,for she perished like the old life,in furs and ragged clothes. His father,for his fidelity caused his life to defile the queen. For Yves-his adopted grandfather,not many know where he exists but his presence could be felt by his shadows,lurking at every corner of Alma.
