#felras

[neocores]

one of the mods im using makes u run faster and its pretty comical

[neocores]

:) his name is felras. also hi tamlen

not pictured: me desperately trying to remember how to play

[felsbells]

The small elf couldn't contain it. This deep, vast pit of rage that he felt setting eyes on two older elves that resembled him startlingly so. "YOU PAIR OF HORSES ARSES!" He yelled, storming up to the pair, hoping very much so that these two were in fact who he thought they were. "You LEFT me! And here you are!" He was beyond livid, heartbroken maybe but he'd never admit it.

Fel's staff slipped from his numb fingers as he realized who he was looking at. "Fer...Feredir? Is that really you?"

He'd been looking for him for so long. For years, all of that endless searching, and now he was here.

Fendral was struck speechless. Felras had told him that their whole clan had been lost, including their family. But Feredir was here?

[felsbells]

"No matter where they take me, death I will survive."

Felras struggled against his bonds, trying to reach the other elf as he was dragged away by their captors. Magebane swam through his veins and prevented the use of his magic and the situation looked hopeless.

"Promise me that! Promise me that you'll survive and get out of here!"

[felsbells]

"Some things are best left unspoken."

Felras looked wistful. "That's true. Some things are too painful to say. And others will only cause pain once spoken. Why speak when it would only hurt someone you care about?"

As he spoke, he traced his thumb along a long pale scar on the back of his hand.

[felsbells]

Felras Aceren - Part 3

Part 1

Part 2

[felsbells]

“Have you fallen asleep on me?” (For either or both ya elf baes)

Felras startled awake, sputtering as his notes slipped from his lax fingers. “I’m sorry! You asked me to help you research and here I am falling asleep. I must seem like a rubbish study partner.”

[felsbells]

"Do you want to tell me what really happened?

Felras sighed, looking at the mess around him. Papers were scattered everywhere, many of them torn and ruined beyond legibility. The desk was also on it’s side, and there were broken bits of what looked like an inkwell on the floor. “I may have gotten frustrated. And let my temper get the better of me.”