D&D Campaign: Suleki V'lgess
Epilogue. Mother, Remember that time you ran as fast as you could through the halls from your bed-chamber? Father was stirred and confused. Your footsteps rang through the court and it spoke of your fear. The first of your children, the light of this family, the Sword of the V’lgess, your daughter, I screamed. It was the first of many of my sweat drenched nights, awake and crying. I was five. The horrifying dreams I would get. You knew I hated it but you knew there was nothing we could do. I was on a ship that sailed, a mere accomplice to the Dogma of the heavens. Their meat puppet on celestial strings. These dreams are not of my subconscious, they are force fed to me. The mystic you spoke to cajoled you into believing that I had a higher purpose and yet, you and Father could do nothing as your court belittled a fragile child. ‘Chicken Wings’, Mother? I didn’t appreciate being called that just because you birthed me with tiny stubs on my shoulders. You. You had me sent away