Dominique Darkwatch
Dominique leaves tea, feeling stressed at all the squabbling, arguing and bickering with the Torgans. “They insist on ruining a fine tea every time!” she frets to herself. She finds herself looking forward to her trip to Alqualonde. “It will be nice to go to a nice, peaceful elven city and not have to worry about being attacked or threatened, for once.”
She changes out of her long dress that she wore for tea and into something more comfortable for travel. She huffs, “Seems I need to be prepared to battle heal even at the queen's tea!” Yes, she was looking forward to some rest by the seas. Once she checked on King Olwe and found Nienna, Dom knew that everything would be all right. Nienna would know why her prayers were not being heard, and perhaps why her sword, blessed by Eonwe, was acting so strangely.
Dom smiles at the thought of relaxing near the sea without having to worry about pixies, orcs, drow or poison mushrooms. Her swan, Luthien, would also be free to swim without having to constantly worry about getting eaten by dragons.
She packs a few gowns, some swimming clothes and sleeping clothes. She decides to take the sword so that Nienna might look at it. She looks at her staff and decides to pack it as well. One never knew what the state of Sylvhara would be in when she returned, as last time the kingdom was plunged into darkness with the theft of the Hoon.
After making sure everything was packed, Dom gave a low soft whistle. From out of the sky her beloved swan, Luthien, descended and gracefully landed. Dom wrapped her arms around the swan's neck and hugged her, before securing her pack. “We must be away quickly, Lu, before attracting the attentions of any dragons. It will be SO nice to be able to relax among the Teleri!”
With this, Dom swings onto Lu's back. The Priestess of Eru Illuvatar squeezes her legs around the swan and with a “Giddyap!” Lu flaps her wings and rises gracefully into the air. While circling above the plaza, Dom issues forth a final blessing upon the realm:
Násië! I aistië ar i alcar ar i sailië ar i hantalë ar i laitië ar i túrë na Ainolvan, tennoio ar oi!
(Amen! The blessing and the glory and the wisdom and the thanksgiving and the honor and the power be to our God, forever and ever!)
Eru, hantan tyen pan ahlárietyen. Inyë ista i illumë hlarityen. Násië!
( Father, I thank you because you have heard me. I know that you always hear me. Amen!)
With this, they rise higher and higher before finally turning south toward Alqualonde.
She changes out of her long dress that she wore for tea and into something more comfortable for travel. She huffs, “Seems I need to be prepared to battle heal even at the queen's tea!” Yes, she was looking forward to some rest by the seas. Once she checked on King Olwe and found Nienna, Dom knew that everything would be all right. Nienna would know why her prayers were not being heard, and perhaps why her sword, blessed by Eonwe, was acting so strangely.
Dom smiles at the thought of relaxing near the sea without having to worry about pixies, orcs, drow or poison mushrooms. Her swan, Luthien, would also be free to swim without having to constantly worry about getting eaten by dragons.
She packs a few gowns, some swimming clothes and sleeping clothes. She decides to take the sword so that Nienna might look at it. She looks at her staff and decides to pack it as well. One never knew what the state of Sylvhara would be in when she returned, as last time the kingdom was plunged into darkness with the theft of the Hoon.
After making sure everything was packed, Dom gave a low soft whistle. From out of the sky her beloved swan, Luthien, descended and gracefully landed. Dom wrapped her arms around the swan's neck and hugged her, before securing her pack. “We must be away quickly, Lu, before attracting the attentions of any dragons. It will be SO nice to be able to relax among the Teleri!”
With this, Dom swings onto Lu's back. The Priestess of Eru Illuvatar squeezes her legs around the swan and with a “Giddyap!” Lu flaps her wings and rises gracefully into the air. While circling above the plaza, Dom issues forth a final blessing upon the realm:
Násië! I aistië ar i alcar ar i sailië ar i hantalë ar i laitië ar i túrë na Ainolvan, tennoio ar oi!
(Amen! The blessing and the glory and the wisdom and the thanksgiving and the honor and the power be to our God, forever and ever!)
Eru, hantan tyen pan ahlárietyen. Inyë ista i illumë hlarityen. Násië!
( Father, I thank you because you have heard me. I know that you always hear me. Amen!)
With this, they rise higher and higher before finally turning south toward Alqualonde.