Marisol
“”If you release me, I shall bless your gardens for seven years,” a frail voice pleaded from inside its glass prison.
“That will not be necessary,” a bottomless voice responded. “Besides, there are no gardens in Ophinicon.” This of course was a lie, but the imprisoned fey was not aware of this; neither was she aware that if she were to escape, there would be no more of her kind to return to.
The Fairy continued to sit helplessly from her spot within the bottle on the lab table. As the doctor had left the room, she began focusing her mind, and trying to lock on to the earth. If a Fairy could sense elements of nature nearby, such as the life-giving soil, or even once-living wood, she could manipulate it and draw new life forth from them. All the room’s furnishings were either stone or metal though, and most peculiarly, the Fairy couldn’t sense any earth. “Where could I possibly be?” she thought, fear beginning to creep in. All she was able to do was wait for the man to return.
Minutes passed and the Fairy continued to sit, knees to her chest in the farthest corner of the bottle. Then, she had a thought: if she could somehow push the bottle to the edge of the table, it might shatter, releasing her. The Fairy’s fears of being injured in the fall were overshadowed by her fear of what the doctor who captured her would do upon his return.
Standing up, a lump formed in her throat when she realized there wasn’t enough space in the bottle for her to make a forceful shove, and even if she could, the bottle was too far from the edge for her to be able to reach it before the man came back. Dismayed, she sank back down.
Then, noticing a tiny window in the west of the room, she had another idea. She remembered the lessons she was taught in the forest by the Great Fairy regarding animals, and how to communicate with them. Maybe, she thought, if she could call for an animal, it could come in through the window of the lab and rescue her. Either that, or go fetch help.
Right away, the Fairy began imitating various bird calls, hoping enough sound could escape through the bottle’s cork. Several minutes passed, and right when she was beginning to lose faith, a great black bird appeared in the window. It peered in curiously, and fluttered inside noisily after noticing the Fairy.
“Oh my, how curious. What are you doing here, love?” the bird croaked affectionately. Ignoring the bird’s question, the Fairy begged for assistance. “Great Crow, I am in need of immediate help! Please, take me from this dreadful place and back to the forest!”
“I would m’dear, but I’m afraid there are eyes everywhere in this city. If we were to be spotted, we would both be plucked from the sky without thought.” The Crow answered.
“Oh,” the Fairy said, disheartened. “What if you simply released me? We don’t have to travel together. Just pull the cork off this bottle here.”
“That sounds much better, but unfortunately, I am not strong enough to do so. If you may wait a few moments more, I could fetch a friend of mine who is. Then you can leave the bottle.” Suggested the Crow.
Agreeing, the Fairy watched as the Crow crashed back out the small window, and began waiting once more. Not much longer afterward, the doctor reentered the room, and with the Crow perched comfortably on his wrist. The doctor smirked, and so did the Crow.”
I don’t think I’ve ever delved into her backstory before, so here we go. As with the lore of this fantasy setting, all the kingdoms of the land of Wraimall came together to seal away the last remaining demon god left in the world, but in doing so, all kingdoms present were cursed to become monsters. One kingdom was late to show up, so they were spared, leaving only on kingdom of humans left in the land, Kelemere. The kingdom of Guiles, Kelemere’s past rival, had its citizens turned into Vampires. Since they already had bad blood with Kelemere, they decided to use their new forms and the transformed world itself to their advantage in destroying the human kingdom. Their main goal was finding the Lich, an ancient necromancer who they wanted to enlist in helping them raise an army of the undead. In the meantime, they recruit help in any place they can, and that’s where Marisol comes in. She was an ordinary fairy who was captured by the vampiric doctor, Malchoir. Preserved as a sort of living exhibit for a while as all the fair creatures of the world quickly disappeared, they eventually vampirized her. Afterwards, she was shown off publicly as a means to demonstrate their plans and capabilities. After that, they simply set her loose, free to inhibit the humans in any way she can, even if it isn’t much. She still retains a little of her original personality, though it’s warped by her new biological need for blood (and years of living behind glass). The first place she goes is her old home, only to discover the Fairies all fled and disappeared a long time ago. Despite everything that now inhibited her, she wanted to stay hopeful, but knowing that hope was misplaced the entire time she was in captivity, she grows resentful. She decides to take out her anger on the first people she comes across, who happen to be the main three heroes as they’re traveling. She attacks them blindly, and is easily stopped. Pitying Marisol, the three heroes let her go, though she returns again several times to antagonize them. Eventually she becomes a companion, and accompanies them on their way to restore humanity.
That’s of course a very condensed version of the events, but whatever. She’s been growing on me recently, so I’d written quite a bit about her. Maybe one day I’ll finish and release the actually story. (Like that’ll ever happen!)
12/28/22
“That will not be necessary,” a bottomless voice responded. “Besides, there are no gardens in Ophinicon.” This of course was a lie, but the imprisoned fey was not aware of this; neither was she aware that if she were to escape, there would be no more of her kind to return to.
The Fairy continued to sit helplessly from her spot within the bottle on the lab table. As the doctor had left the room, she began focusing her mind, and trying to lock on to the earth. If a Fairy could sense elements of nature nearby, such as the life-giving soil, or even once-living wood, she could manipulate it and draw new life forth from them. All the room’s furnishings were either stone or metal though, and most peculiarly, the Fairy couldn’t sense any earth. “Where could I possibly be?” she thought, fear beginning to creep in. All she was able to do was wait for the man to return.
Minutes passed and the Fairy continued to sit, knees to her chest in the farthest corner of the bottle. Then, she had a thought: if she could somehow push the bottle to the edge of the table, it might shatter, releasing her. The Fairy’s fears of being injured in the fall were overshadowed by her fear of what the doctor who captured her would do upon his return.
Standing up, a lump formed in her throat when she realized there wasn’t enough space in the bottle for her to make a forceful shove, and even if she could, the bottle was too far from the edge for her to be able to reach it before the man came back. Dismayed, she sank back down.
Then, noticing a tiny window in the west of the room, she had another idea. She remembered the lessons she was taught in the forest by the Great Fairy regarding animals, and how to communicate with them. Maybe, she thought, if she could call for an animal, it could come in through the window of the lab and rescue her. Either that, or go fetch help.
Right away, the Fairy began imitating various bird calls, hoping enough sound could escape through the bottle’s cork. Several minutes passed, and right when she was beginning to lose faith, a great black bird appeared in the window. It peered in curiously, and fluttered inside noisily after noticing the Fairy.
“Oh my, how curious. What are you doing here, love?” the bird croaked affectionately. Ignoring the bird’s question, the Fairy begged for assistance. “Great Crow, I am in need of immediate help! Please, take me from this dreadful place and back to the forest!”
“I would m’dear, but I’m afraid there are eyes everywhere in this city. If we were to be spotted, we would both be plucked from the sky without thought.” The Crow answered.
“Oh,” the Fairy said, disheartened. “What if you simply released me? We don’t have to travel together. Just pull the cork off this bottle here.”
“That sounds much better, but unfortunately, I am not strong enough to do so. If you may wait a few moments more, I could fetch a friend of mine who is. Then you can leave the bottle.” Suggested the Crow.
Agreeing, the Fairy watched as the Crow crashed back out the small window, and began waiting once more. Not much longer afterward, the doctor reentered the room, and with the Crow perched comfortably on his wrist. The doctor smirked, and so did the Crow.”
I don’t think I’ve ever delved into her backstory before, so here we go. As with the lore of this fantasy setting, all the kingdoms of the land of Wraimall came together to seal away the last remaining demon god left in the world, but in doing so, all kingdoms present were cursed to become monsters. One kingdom was late to show up, so they were spared, leaving only on kingdom of humans left in the land, Kelemere. The kingdom of Guiles, Kelemere’s past rival, had its citizens turned into Vampires. Since they already had bad blood with Kelemere, they decided to use their new forms and the transformed world itself to their advantage in destroying the human kingdom. Their main goal was finding the Lich, an ancient necromancer who they wanted to enlist in helping them raise an army of the undead. In the meantime, they recruit help in any place they can, and that’s where Marisol comes in. She was an ordinary fairy who was captured by the vampiric doctor, Malchoir. Preserved as a sort of living exhibit for a while as all the fair creatures of the world quickly disappeared, they eventually vampirized her. Afterwards, she was shown off publicly as a means to demonstrate their plans and capabilities. After that, they simply set her loose, free to inhibit the humans in any way she can, even if it isn’t much. She still retains a little of her original personality, though it’s warped by her new biological need for blood (and years of living behind glass). The first place she goes is her old home, only to discover the Fairies all fled and disappeared a long time ago. Despite everything that now inhibited her, she wanted to stay hopeful, but knowing that hope was misplaced the entire time she was in captivity, she grows resentful. She decides to take out her anger on the first people she comes across, who happen to be the main three heroes as they’re traveling. She attacks them blindly, and is easily stopped. Pitying Marisol, the three heroes let her go, though she returns again several times to antagonize them. Eventually she becomes a companion, and accompanies them on their way to restore humanity.
That’s of course a very condensed version of the events, but whatever. She’s been growing on me recently, so I’d written quite a bit about her. Maybe one day I’ll finish and release the actually story. (Like that’ll ever happen!)
12/28/22
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