BLACK BANSHEE STUDIOS
Princess Chambers
The guards almost caught me breaking my father’s Forbidden Rule today. My father doesn’t understand the complexity and kindness humans can offer. My ancestors would truly detest my spirit at the knowledge of my choices. War is an old mechanism races use against opposing forces to their customs. I don’t understand why we must live up to our race’s name... Dark Elf. We don’t have to be dark and evil and betraying. My father should be proud that I’m following the path of betrayal, but it is not in his wishes. I love my Prince, and one day I may leave with him if my father cannot accept my resolve.
fIRAVAIN rILYNNELD
The guards almost caught me breaking my father’s Forbidden Rule today. My father doesn’t understand the complexity and kindness humans can offer. My ancestors would truly detest my spirit at the knowledge of my choices. War is an old mechanism races use against opposing forces to their customs. I don’t understand why we must live up to our race’s name... Dark Elf. We don’t have to be dark and evil and betraying. My father should be proud that I’m following the path of betrayal, but it is not in his wishes. I love my Prince, and one day I may leave with him if my father cannot accept my resolve.
Firavain Rilynneld
Princess Firavain has always been different from those around her. A dark elf placed in the middle of a high elf society doomed to fail. Her father's expectations crushed her spirit more than once and she felt alone constantly. With talk of humans near the kingdom, she ventured out to see the tyrants for herself. There she found love in the form of a man who was nothing as her fellow elves had described. She began to see him in secret hoping to avoid the rage of her father. If he found out she'd been frolicking with a human, the consequences could be dire.
My beloved met me at the edge of the forest once again, but this time he brought an arrangement of beautiful flowers. I was confused why he had them. They were bright pinks and yellows amongst pastel greens. In human customs, it’s considered polite bringing your lady a bouquet of flowers every now and then. What a weird custom, but the beauty of the flowers made my heart melt for him more. I understand now why humans partake in this gesture of love. Flowers aren’t particularly used in decoration within the Dark Elf culture... I do long to bring the flowers into my chambers to enjoy until they wilt, but the guard and fellow elves will be suspicious. It broke my heart to refuse them, but my Prince understood and returned to his Kingdom with them.
fIRAVAIN rILYNNELD
My beloved met me at the edge of the forest once again, but this time he brought an arrangement of beautiful flowers. I was confused why he had them. They were bright pinks and yellows amongst pastel greens. In human customs, it’s considered polite to bring your lady a bouquet of flowers every now and then. What a weird custom, but the beauty of the flowers made my heart melt for him more. I understand now why humans partake in this gesture of love. Flowers aren’t particularly used in decoration within the Dark Elf culture... I do long to bring the flowers into my chambers to enjoy until they wilt, but the guard and fellow elves will be suspicious. It broke my heart to refuse them, but my Prince understood and returned to his Kingdom with them.
Firavain Rilynneld
I asked my Prince about their betrothal ceremonies. He told me it is a day of celebration, and many are invited to join in. The groom waits at the end of the aisle with a priest and the bride wears a white gown of the finest fabrics and sparkling jewels. A veil covers her face as she is escorted down the aisle by her father, past the attendees. There are vows of love through eternity within the ceremony and rings for the two being wed. It sounds bright and positively happy. A Dark Elf’s wedding is a private affair. The groom walks with the bride to a room of sacred designation by the official. They wear dark colors, preferably black or deep red. The two parties pledge to each other to be lifelong partners through anything and everything... the ceremony doesn’t end with a kiss like a human ceremony does. A blood bond is established between the two using a dagger dragged across the left palm. While holding their bleeding hands, the two take turns drinking wine from a goblet. It is drastically different from what my beloved spoke of, but it only proves more how much I want to join his people rather than my own...
fIRAVAIN rILYNNELD
I asked my Prince about their betrothal ceremonies. He told me it is a day of celebration, and many are invited to join in. The groom waits at the end of the aisle with a priest and the bride wears a white gown of the finest fabrics and sparkling jewels. A veil covers her face as she is escorted down the aisle by her father, past the attendees. There are vows of love through eternity within the ceremony and rings for the two being wed. It sounds bright and positively happy. A Dark Elf’s wedding is a private affair. The groom walks with the bride to a room of sacred designation by the official. They wear dark colors, preferably black or deep red. The two parties pledge to each other to be lifelong partners through anything and everything... the ceremony doesn’t end with a kiss like a human ceremony does. A blood bond is established between the two using a dagger dragged across the left palm. While holding their bleeding hands, the two take turns drinking wine from a goblet. It is drastically different from what my beloved spoke of, but it only proves more how much I want to join his people rather than my own...