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Tábrasa
post Dec 12 2011, 12:44 AM
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Hello! I'll start by introducing myself.

My name is Tábrasa and I'm new to the forums. I've been silently looking at some of the stories on the forums and have felt truly inspired.
Therefore I have decided to start the story of my Breton Wiccan, Tara Willow, who I've been travelling with for the past year. Below is an introduction to Tara, which will soon be followed by the Prologue...

INTRODUCTION TO TARA WILLOW

Tara Willow is a 20 year old female Breton born on the 14th of Rain's Hand, 3E 413.

She is primarily a Conjurer but also dabbles in Destruction and Illusion. She is also handy with a blade in certain situations.

Her father died when she was a teenager and her mother resides somewhere in Cyrodiil, under a new name following events in High Rock that led her to abandon Tara as an infant.

Tara's father was a man obsessed with the art of Mysticism; but in the wrong kind of way. He wanted to experiment the thought of finding a way to turn the human body itself into a soul gem; an experment not only ridiculed, but dangerous.

One day, however, he managed to succeed in his experiment; using a teenage Tara as his unwilling test subject. He managed to trap a spirit withing Tara's body, leaving her in an unusual state.

Tara now has to permanantly live with an extra spirit inside her, who she named Willow, after her surname.
Willow is able to communicate with Tara and take control of her body for brief periods; but only when Tara desperatly need's her assistance. However, Willow's possesions are almost NEVER a good thing.

Currently Tara is on a mission to find her mother, mainly for her own piece of mind. All she knows is that she is in Cyrodiil, but nothing else. The only thing she has to offer any aid in her quest is the memory of her mothers face...

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post Jan 12 2012, 02:01 AM
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mALX: Thank you so much! I'm so happy you're reading smile.gif

King Coin: Haha i'm happy that you have lots of things to wonder about tongue.gif Yes, Willow i a very different character to Tara; that's part of her charm i suppose!

SubRosa: Haha yes, it is a shame, but Jada gave his specific instructions to follow; Instructions we may discover at some point. I'm pleased you like the description of Willow. I've always had the image so clear in my head of her smile.gif

liliandra nadiar: Haha do not worry, all your queries will be explains; just not all right away tongue.gif Thank you for the suggestion with the nit smile.gif I'll go about editing it soon.

jack cloudy: Nope, you didn't miss anything, but i'm pleased you had your own image of what Riccard was like; hopefully future chapters will help by giving you answers you seek smile.gif

McBadgere: No, you are not being a git! haha, you are allowed your opinion. My only answer to that is that Riccard was so caught up in his success that he failed to noticed Alek's sword; but that is just one of many theories tongue.gif haha

Acadian: I am so thirilled by your reaction! I know, this IS going to be fun tongue.gif Thank you for the nits. I will edit them when i do an appropriate re-write with less head chopping. haha tongue.gif

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NOTE: Might I just apologize for the lack of an update recently, but from this point on the journal will be updated every Thursday. Thank you for your support smile.gif



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1.1 ~ Beginnings



Willow
Unknown Era ~ Bravil

I stood at the Statue of the Lucky Lady of Bravil. I hadn’t been to my hometown in over three years, nor was I planning to stay there long. The university had sent me on a mission to discover the identity of a rogue mage that was rumoured to be hiding out, or rather blending in, at the Bravil mages guild.

I took to tradition, kissing the statue for luck; I felt stupid, but I didn’t want to offend anyone. I stared at the statue a little while longer expecting to feel a burst of luck or whatever, but nothing; not even a spark.

I sighed and headed toward the guild. I grabbed the paper holding my mission brief from my knapsack, reading it thoroughly to avoid any misdirection. As usual, everything was on par.

Walking to the guild I noticed something. Behind the chapel I saw something. A human something.

A child.

The child was huddled behind a tree; probably under the impression that they were hidden. The child looked distraught, the most awfully wailing sound screeching from their mouth. It was wearing scraggy looking clothes and a overly large cap; quite clearly your average runaway.

I stopped and stared a while. I wanted to approach and see whether or not this child needed my help. I couldn’t be entirely sure. It may have just been a bust up with the parents and the child needed to blow off some steam.

Yet it could have been something serious.

Against my better judgement I decided to see if the child was okay. I approached carefully, not wanting to alarm them. The child could have been feral.

“Hey, are you okay?” I asked. I didn’t get a reply, so I stepped closer. Eventually I was directly in front of the child. I knelt in front of the child.

“Look whatever you’re afraid of it’s okay. Tell me what’s wrong.” I smiled. “I don’t bite very hard.”

The child slowly looked up at me. It was evident that they were only young; probably around the sixes or sevens. Once the child met their eyes with mine they leapt at me with an almighty embrace, an embrace that startled me to the point of my bottom colliding with the ground.

“What’s your name?” I asked the child.

“...a....er” I heard the child mumble, although I thought I could make out the name.

“Palmer?” I asked. After a few short seconds the child nodded. With Palmer being a boy’s name, I managed to work out that the child was of the male variety. I stood up.

“Right then Palmer,” I reached out my hand. “Feel like solving a mystery with me? We can talk on the way?”

Palmer was hesitant at first, but he eventually took my hand. Once we were joined I leaded on to the mages guild, interacting in conversation with Palmer on the way.

“So, are you going to tell me what you were doing?” I asked.

Palmer was silent for a moment, but he eventually told me.

“I ran away.”

“Well yes, I can see that, but what are you doing in Bravil? Do you have family here?”

Palmer shook his head. I’ll admit it, I was a little concerned. I was even intrigued by the fact that he clung to me, a total stranger, with such trust that anyone who saw us would think he was my child. But despite that I knew that once we got to the guild I would have to leave him there. I knew that someone there would be able to help him.

Hopefully.

Tara
3E 433 ~ Farrun, High Rock

“I-is that it? You don’t have any more?” Tara asked Willow, disappointed at the sudden halt of her story.

“Sorry, but I’ve been dead a long time. Things tend to be forgotten post-mortem.”

Suddenly Tara heard her name being called by Mildred from downstairs. She looked at her door, then back at the mirror, only to see that Willow's reflection had vanished. She shrugged it off with a mild disappointment and headed downstairs.

Tara hopped into the kitchen where Mildred was sealing a letter. Once she saw Tara she handed the letter to her.

“I need to you take this over to Karliah at the guild.” She instructed with a smile.

Tara smiled back and took the letter, kissing Mildred on the cheek before heading out the door.

Tara walked through the city of Farrun, noticing her house on the way. She stopped for a moment to look at it.

A lot of bad memories had taken place there. She found out what kind of a man her father was and that scarred her for life.

She shook off the emotion she felt and headed toward the guild; but before she even had a chance to approach the guild, Karliah walked out of the main entrance door; almost colliding with Tara.

“OH TARA! I’m sorry!” Karliah apologized.

“It’s fine, don’t worry.” Tara assured her as they both laughed it off. Karliah began to walk away but Tara managed to stop her in time.

“Actually Karliah I came to see you.”

Karliah raised her eyebrows as Tara handed her the note. She carefully opened it and read the contents.

“Oh,” Karliah started. She looked at Tara and smiled sympathetically. “It is only the menu draft for your father’s memorial on Friday.”

Karliah looked distressed. If only she knew...

“I still can’t believe that a year ago your father was taken from us by those assassins.” Karliah mourned.

Tara nodded in false agreement. After Aleksander had done what he did he went back to the house in the dead of night and removed the bodies, how he did it was a miracle, and the following morning alerted the guard about witnessing a ‘shadowy looking man’ entering Riccard’s house during the night, and ever since then Farrun had believed that he was murdered by assassins. A good cover which resulted in a guilty conscience.

“Your father was a wonderful guild head. It’s no wonder he got rather anxious and reclusive near his final days. He probably knew that someone was after him. If only he had said something...”

Tara felt bad about the fact that everyone had this perfect image of her father. It’s true that he was well respected and well liked; but he had his dark side.

Maybe it wasn’t even a dark side? Maybe he was just misunderstood...

Whatever theories Tara may have come up with in her mind at the end of the day her father was a killer. She couldn’t and wouldn’t forget that.

Tara said her goodbyes to Karliah and headed back home to Mildred and Aleksander, but again caught a glimpse of her childhood home on her travels. She stopped and stared intensely and the scene of her horror. She wondered and pondered about what was really going through her father's mind that day, and she knew that the house had the answers she needed. There were alot of things that her father said that she didn’t understand, things that she wanted to understand.

The next thing she knew she was stood in the hallway of her family home.

She didn’t even have time to think as she found herself heading to the basement. She opened the basement door and scurried down the steps. Nothing had changed. All of her father's apparatus was still intact. His book’s, his ingredients; her torture table.

She slowly approached the lab. She could feel something burning within her. Anger? Hate? Sadness? She wasn’t sure. All the emotions she felt that day came flooding back hard and fast, forcing itself into her weakening calm demeanour. Before she knew what to think she screamed, casting an incredible shock spell that knocked the majority of her father’s things onto the wooden floor.

With her remaining strength she sprinted to the things still standing and threw them at the walls. When there was nothing left to throw and no more words to scream she collapsed in tears, breaking down; the break down her body had craved since the incident.

Then she noticed something. She looked down to see an envelope hidden in the floorboards by his desk, or rather where his desk used to be. She squeezed her fingers through the floorboards and slowly pulled out the envelope. It had her name on it and it was written in her father's writing. A part of her wanted to open it; yet another part of her wanted to burn it.

But she listened to her head and opened the letter. It was marked as the day of her birth. The date Riccard must have written the letter.

Dearest Tara.

If you have found this letter, the chances are I have passed on as I would never let you in the basement had I been alive.

I understand that you have a lot of questions that I simply cannot answer. All I need to say is that I’m sorry. Whereas, and this may sound selfish of me, I do not regret the experiment I will no doubt perform, I do regret that you were specifically born for this fate.

I’m sorry for the pain I will eventually put you through and I’m sorry for you having this perception of me as an evil man.

But I have a dream, and I wasn’t ready to give up on that dream.

Despite everything I put you through I DO love you, I just wouldn’t allow myself to show it for reasons you couldn’t possibly understand.

I knew you were strong enough to survive this and I am so glad that you have.

I’m proud of you.

I’m sorry.


The letter baffled her to new heights. She didn’t know what to think. She was confused at his reason for the letter. He regretted hurting her but he didn’t regret performing the experiment. She was confused, angry and on the verge of another breakdown.

But she understood. Strangely she understood completely how her father felt. She thought long and hard but she knew that what her father had written was the truth. She knew. Despite what he’d done and how he’d treated her he was still her father.

As she thought, she felt something, something in the air. It was comforting and warm. She’d never felt like this before. She never felt safe and secure. And as the feeling began to intensify and make her mood grow more content, she uttered the words she never thought she would utter in a million years.

“I forgive you, father...”

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Tábrasa   A Brighter Future?   Dec 12 2011, 12:44 AM
SubRosa   Hi Tábrasa! You have an interesting concept. T...   Dec 12 2011, 01:16 AM
Tábrasa   Hi Tábrasa! You have an interesting concept. ...   Dec 12 2011, 01:25 AM
SubRosa   Yes she is a Wiccan, but I really want to downloa...   Dec 12 2011, 01:49 AM
Tábrasa   All I have to say is WOW. This kind of lore you ...   Dec 12 2011, 01:55 AM
SubRosa   All I have to say is WOW. This kind of lore you h...   Dec 12 2011, 02:22 AM
Acadian   A very warm welcome to you, Tabrasa! As one w...   Dec 12 2011, 03:23 AM
mALX   The concept for your story is fascinating! W...   Dec 12 2011, 03:33 AM
King Coin   Very interesting character you have. Sounds like s...   Dec 12 2011, 05:12 AM
McBadgere   I had a bit of a thing for Willow meself... :P ......   Dec 12 2011, 07:25 AM
Tábrasa   Everyone, thank you so much for your warm welcomes...   Dec 12 2011, 12:12 PM
McBadgere   Charming fellow that dad there... :huh: ... An ex...   Dec 12 2011, 02:00 PM
mALX   GAAAAH !!! Her father is a necromance...   Dec 12 2011, 07:13 PM
King Coin   Great start! Poor Tara though. Dad just found ...   Dec 12 2011, 08:36 PM
SubRosa   Tara is from Farrun I see? So I guess that makes h...   Dec 12 2011, 09:03 PM
Acadian   A wonderful start! Well, not for Tara I guess...   Dec 13 2011, 01:50 AM
Athynae   Poor Tara, witnessing such an encounter as a young...   Dec 13 2011, 02:38 AM
Grits   Yikes. Tara has had a heck of a time already, and ...   Dec 13 2011, 03:32 AM
liliandra nadiar   Good, wince worthy (in all the good ways) start. T...   Dec 13 2011, 03:43 AM
Tábrasa   First of all I want to thank all of you SO MUCH fo...   Dec 15 2011, 08:59 PM
Fawkes   She watched as he opened a secret door under a ...   Dec 16 2011, 04:32 AM
SubRosa   Now we are getting some answers. Including why Jad...   Dec 16 2011, 02:09 AM
Acadian   What a beautiful job you do here of setting the sc...   Dec 16 2011, 03:42 AM
McBadgere   Blimey...He really is a lovely chap...I know sever...   Dec 16 2011, 05:31 AM
King Coin   “We cannot have you getting too attached to her.”...   Dec 16 2011, 06:02 AM
mALX   Holy Cow, this is like watching a horror movie...   Dec 17 2011, 04:16 AM
Grits   Very exciting. I'm still on the edge of my sea...   Dec 19 2011, 10:18 PM
Athynae   Hey McB you bring your chaps and I'll call up ...   Dec 19 2011, 11:15 PM
Tábrasa   SubRosa: Thank you so much for reading :) As to yo...   Dec 23 2011, 01:22 AM
Acadian   What a horrible experience! Then saved by Ale...   Dec 23 2011, 02:43 AM
McBadgere   *Applauds*... :D ... I have to say, I chickened...   Dec 23 2011, 05:50 AM
jack cloudy   Oh, this is interesting. I'm not sure where it...   Dec 23 2011, 06:29 PM
liliandra nadiar   Nice chapter, 'poor' Riccard. Compromising...   Dec 23 2011, 07:12 PM
SubRosa   Yay for Aleksander! Too bad he had not spitted...   Dec 23 2011, 10:07 PM
King Coin   :O If only Aleksander had arrived but a little soo...   Dec 27 2011, 03:56 PM
mALX   I have to agree, even knowing Willow would soon po...   Jan 10 2012, 02:10 AM
Athynae   Nice segment Tabrasa. I really liked the peek at W...   Jan 12 2012, 03:26 AM
mALX   Nice segment Tabrasa. I really liked the peek at ...   Jan 12 2012, 03:31 AM
Acadian   What a neat glimpse of ancient history from Willow...   Jan 12 2012, 03:29 AM
Athynae   um, not necessarily, remember mALX I have my own l...   Jan 12 2012, 03:34 AM
mALX   um, not necessarily, remember mALX I have my own ...   Jan 12 2012, 03:37 AM
Athynae   Imagine if you will, just for a moment, a five bla...   Jan 12 2012, 03:46 AM
mALX   Imagine if you will, just for a moment, a five bl...   Jan 12 2012, 03:57 AM
Athynae   Sorry Tabrasa, we'll go play in the Coffee Sho...   Jan 12 2012, 04:06 AM
McBadgere   *Tuts*...Be'ave you two!...Blimey!... ...   Jan 12 2012, 06:52 AM
SubRosa   A moving start, giving us a peek into Willow's...   Jan 12 2012, 11:01 PM
mALX   * First: Loved the glimpse into some background ...   Jan 13 2012, 09:31 AM
King Coin   the most awfully wailing sound screeching from t...   Jan 14 2012, 01:11 AM
Tábrasa   Athynae: Thank you. There will be more about Willo...   Jan 25 2012, 12:02 AM
Athynae   I wonder if Tara will be diplomatic and reserved w...   Jan 25 2012, 01:20 AM
mALX   Willow is hilarious in this chapter (example: “H...   Jan 25 2012, 01:27 AM
King Coin   That explains how he remembered to go over to the ...   Jan 25 2012, 01:45 AM
Acadian   ‘Willow suggested, looking at Tara through her ref...   Jan 25 2012, 02:15 AM
McBadgere   Cool... :D ... Looking forward to seeing how much...   Jan 25 2012, 05:15 AM
Fawkes   Ohhh this was awesome! “Honey, I...   Jan 25 2012, 08:22 PM
SubRosa   A wonderful update. Like the others, I also loved ...   Jan 25 2012, 11:48 PM
Tábrasa   Athynae: I'm so glad that you are enjoying the...   Jan 30 2012, 05:06 PM
mALX   * SPEW !!! ROFL !! I coul...   Jan 30 2012, 06:22 PM
Acadian   This was wonderfully written and I so enjoyed bein...   Jan 31 2012, 01:36 AM
SubRosa   I loved Tara trying to take off her bra underneath...   Jan 31 2012, 08:40 PM
McBadgere   Naughty Willow... :huh: ...That was rude...I'd...   Feb 1 2012, 05:23 AM
Grits   I like the way Tara and Willow can see one another...   Feb 2 2012, 04:12 PM
Tábrasa   Just thought i'd explain my absence for the re...   Mar 27 2012, 01:36 PM
Grits   Yay, welcome back! :)   Mar 27 2012, 01:43 PM
Acadian   Thanks so much for checking in! We were getti...   Mar 27 2012, 02:54 PM
Tábrasa   mALX: Thank you so much! I'm very glad you...   Mar 27 2012, 10:57 PM
Acadian   I'm delighted to see you continuing this! ...   Mar 28 2012, 12:36 AM
McBadgere   Oooh!!... :D ... Excellent stuff!...   Mar 28 2012, 04:21 AM
mALX   Yeah! You're back! I loved how Tara ...   Mar 28 2012, 04:53 PM
SubRosa   I loved your dig at the jungled Cyrodiil. Funny ho...   Mar 28 2012, 11:26 PM
Grits   Unseen birds, I like that! :D “I own a sho...   Mar 30 2012, 01:20 AM
King Coin   Interesting, I think Willow took some liberties wi...   Mar 30 2012, 02:16 AM
Tábrasa   Acadian: I'm so glad that you waited so patien...   Apr 3 2012, 08:55 PM
Acadian   You painted a wonderfully gradual picture of sixth...   Apr 4 2012, 01:41 AM
McBadgere   Brilliant!!... Told you he was odd!...   Apr 4 2012, 04:28 AM
King Coin   Oh cool. Nothing like a weird guy leading you into...   Apr 5 2012, 01:48 AM
SubRosa   So The Stranger - Argenor - owns the original All ...   Apr 6 2012, 10:19 PM
Andrea   I can't stress how much I love this! As so...   Apr 11 2012, 11:05 PM


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