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Lord Rinion
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Lord Rinion lived in a province of Felyndral called Greenvale, and green the vale was, with lush trees and grasslands bordered by crystal clear waters of the Blue Lake. He lived in a large hall and resided over his peers with a noble eloquence and regality normally reserved for royalty...but as Lord Rinion surmised – an Englishman's home is his castle and so for all intense and purposes he WAS as near to royal as you could get!
A fair elf, for elf he was with the bluest of skin to match the clear blue waters of Blue Lake, he maintained order with ease and was deeply respected as he was not afraid to stand up to any who dared to question his methods of fair pay to hard working labourers. He made sure all his minions had adequate housing within the province and plenty of food and ale.
The only thing that Lord Rinion seemed a little unease with (and some say feared) were females...ANY females, elves or otherwise. He had fought many a battle and been praised highly for his bravery, females however, were another story.
As an elfling he had had five older sisters, the eldest being Lady Elsymir who he called Elsy just because he could and he knew it annoyed her. She would retort loudly to their parents that her name was Elsymir and NOT Elsy like a commoner. However as time passed the name became familiar and Elsymir found it less irritating although she would never admit that to Rinion. The other four sisters were called Filauria, Lhoril, Elaéyadar and Braegen and the less said about them the better! Lord Rinion was forever being bossed around and because they were female they all stuck together and blamed him for any troubles the six of them got into as youngsters.
Older and wiser now Rinion could stand up to the biggest of elves or men but where females were concerned, his bravery waned rapidly and all Lord Rinion could feel were his knees weakening and starting to quiver and quake. It wasn't that females, now he was older, bossed him around any more, it was simply the fact that he KNEW what they could turn into!
It was purely fact in Rinion's eyes that females were bad news, bossy and bad for his health. Nowadays they got what they wanted not by demanding it or setting him up to take the blame if things went wrong but by something much, much worse...flirting! The fluttering of a fan would cause his pulse to race...not from excitement but from pure unadulterated fear! The bat of eyelashes had him almost swooning and as for a rosy blush from any female and Lord Rinion's knees became mush. It wasn't fair that a noble being such as himself could suffer from such a dilemma.
It was one such lady that had the good Lord Rinion in just such a state.(Part two to follow soon)
A fair elf, for elf he was with the bluest of skin to match the clear blue waters of Blue Lake, he maintained order with ease and was deeply respected as he was not afraid to stand up to any who dared to question his methods of fair pay to hard working labourers. He made sure all his minions had adequate housing within the province and plenty of food and ale.
The only thing that Lord Rinion seemed a little unease with (and some say feared) were females...ANY females, elves or otherwise. He had fought many a battle and been praised highly for his bravery, females however, were another story.
As an elfling he had had five older sisters, the eldest being Lady Elsymir who he called Elsy just because he could and he knew it annoyed her. She would retort loudly to their parents that her name was Elsymir and NOT Elsy like a commoner. However as time passed the name became familiar and Elsymir found it less irritating although she would never admit that to Rinion. The other four sisters were called Filauria, Lhoril, Elaéyadar and Braegen and the less said about them the better! Lord Rinion was forever being bossed around and because they were female they all stuck together and blamed him for any troubles the six of them got into as youngsters.
Older and wiser now Rinion could stand up to the biggest of elves or men but where females were concerned, his bravery waned rapidly and all Lord Rinion could feel were his knees weakening and starting to quiver and quake. It wasn't that females, now he was older, bossed him around any more, it was simply the fact that he KNEW what they could turn into!
It was purely fact in Rinion's eyes that females were bad news, bossy and bad for his health. Nowadays they got what they wanted not by demanding it or setting him up to take the blame if things went wrong but by something much, much worse...flirting! The fluttering of a fan would cause his pulse to race...not from excitement but from pure unadulterated fear! The bat of eyelashes had him almost swooning and as for a rosy blush from any female and Lord Rinion's knees became mush. It wasn't fair that a noble being such as himself could suffer from such a dilemma.
It was one such lady that had the good Lord Rinion in just such a state.(Part two to follow soon)
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