'Come my son. I'm
going to check out our lands.' Fehu's father woke him.
Fehu opened his light blue eyes and jumped out of bed. Fehu was about 14
years old with too large arms and legs. His father left him to dress
When he was dressed he walked to the kitchen and grabbed something to eat.
The kitchen smelled from the fresh backed bread. It was a rather small
kitchen, for being such a wealthy family, but it was good enough to
provide them of food.
As he walked through the kitchen and left it through the back door he saw
the fields. The sun touched the leaves of their corn, weed and other
crops. Soon it would be time to harvest their lands.
He walked to the carriage and crawled up and sat next to his father. He
had never known his mother. She died of a fever after she had given birth
to him. He had always wondered how his mother was and since his father
never talked about her he never got any answers.
father was talking about the crops and when they should be harvested
and other wisdoms of agriculture. Fehu
knew that all, but he didn't say anything. He knew that his father would
get angry with him otherwise.
He listened silently and tested himself if he still knew everything.
After his father had told all he could think of, they stopped
to eat something.
son. Lets stop here and get something to eat.' It was past midday and Fehu
was getting a bit hungry.
'Yes father.' He jumped off and took the basket from his father. Then his
father jumped off and landed next to him.
sat there saying nothing to each other. Fehu and his father didn't have a
good relationship, but they knew each other well enough to know the basic
things of each other.
But that made Fehu sad. He had never known his mother
and although his father was sitting right next to him, he didn't knew his
After a very silent meal of bread and
some dried meat, Fehu and his father went on with their tour around their
As they came home, it was already getting dark, Fehu followed his father.
But as they came near a door, his father looked at Fehu and told him to
Fehu had never been in that room, and he wondered what was in it. Fehu had
never broke in the door, because he respected his father's privacy. But
still he was a bit curious.
Somebody screamed. Fehu had just went to bed and had fallen asleep when
one of the servants woke him.
'Fire!' Was the only thing the servant said and then he ran away. Fehu
jumped out of bed and smelled the thick smoke of a fire. Was the fire here
in the house?
Fehu ran to his father's room and entered without thinking. But he wasn't
there. His bed was unslept.
Where could he be? Fehu wondered. And a second later he knew, the little
As Fehu ran downstairs, his eyes started to tear and he used the sleeve of
his robe to breath. He felt the doorknob, but it was too hot to touch. He burned his
hand on it.
Fehu didn't scream, he was in to much of a panic to scream. He banged on
the door, not felling the heat that came through the wood.
Finally he bashed the door and entered. Flames were licking the curtains,
furniture and his father's body. Fehu screamed at his father to wake him,
but all was lost. He ran to the kitchen and started to fill buckets of
He ordered the servants to help him, few did help him.
Others ran away in fear. He cursed them for not helping him.
Fehu threw water over the flames, others bashed the flames with blankets.
And after some time, the fire was out, but Fehu's father couldn't be saved.
As a miracle a little wooden box was saved from the fire. Fehu gather all
the things that could be saved and then looked in the wooden box.
There were some pictures of a woman in it. The pictures were brown and
He wondered who she was. He thought his mother, but then again.. He had
never seen her. Below the pictures, he found a little ring. It was so
pretty and elegant. He had to ask to the the oldest servant who the woman
was and from who the ring was. She would know.
The next morning
was very hectic and Fehu had to take care of everything. He was to young
for this, but he got through it. With all the fuss, he forgot the wooden
box and he thought of it again many years later.
Fehu was now 21
years old and the fire had been long ago, but the wooden box was, as he expected,
belongings of his mother.
Fehu had grown up into a young wealthy farmer and successful too. He was
respected far and wide. But he was still alone, and people were talking
behind his back.
His councils had told him to get a wife and make children. But Fehu didn't
want to marry a girl at random. He wanted to fall in love and then if she
wanted too get married, they would.
Fehu was walking
around on his land and it was then that he bumped into destiny.
It was a girl of 19 years old. Her long blond hair and brown eyes were all
he needed to fall in love with.
He walked in the corn field and there he saw her steal some
of the corn.
She ran away as soon as she had seen him, and he followed. He was much faster then her and he
her. He made her stop by grasping her arm and not letting go. Finally she
looked at him.
'If you had asked some of it, you would have gotten it.' She looked him
straight in the eye and told him that if he wanted to rape her that she
'I would never...' He let her go. She started to run away, but stopped a
little bit further. She turned around and then asked: 'Is that offer still
standing? Can I ask for some food?' She had more hunger than she was
scared of the well build man in front of her. It had been days since the
last time she had eaten something.
'Follow me.' Fehu said.
Fehu guided her
through the field to the house. She made sure that she was behind him and
far enough from him so that he couldn't attack her, and close enough to
They entered the house through the kitchen and he asked if they could make
her something to eat.
The girl was surprised that he asked it and not commanded it like everybody
else with power and money.
She sat quiet and waited patiently. When was he going to ask something in
return? People had mistreated her all her life and she didn't want to
trust somebody, she didn't need anybody.
She had been born a slave, but her parents had helped her escape from the
moment she turned into a young woman. She had seen the eyes of her master
on her body, burning in her back, and she had fought for her life ever
since she had run away from her master.
When the food
came, she attacked it. It smelled so yummy that she forgot where she was
and with whom.
She blushed when she remembered and he smiled sweetly to her. "Don't
worry. It's just great food here." He hugged the cook who was an old
lady. She giggled like a young girl and said: "Fehu is a great master
if you want to work here." How did she know that she was a slave?
"You know that nobody needs to work for me. every body here has
chosen for himself." He said blushing. So he disliked slavery? She
looked at him thinking.
"I don't want to work here, but I could use a rest." She looked
"When you have finished eating, I'll show you to your room. Just let
me call me.." He left without waiting for an answer and closed the
door behind him. So he wasn't so different from other masters.
She looked at her plate and now started eating with more care.
"Fehu is a nice young man you know." The cook said as she looked
at her. "And there is no misses.." She smiled at her.
"What's your name?"
"My name is Calisy. How did you know I was a slave?" ignoring
the smile of the old woman.
"Well.. I'm old honey.. I know those things. I saw it in your eyes,
in the way you walk and how you react.. I was once like you... Fehu here
likes you. I know that too. Marry him.. He is a fine gentleman."
Not hungry anymore, Calisy got up and walked away. She wouldn't marry him
just to be safe.. Or would she?
She had rested for a week or so, and had been thinking
a lot about what the cook had said.
She wasn't an evil person, and she would hate herself if she did. But on
the other hand.. The cook was right about something.. Could she run her
whole life away from all things? She could be happy here...
Sighing, she got up and took some breakfast. She asked where Fehu was.
They told her that she was in the fields.
She walked carefully outside, sniffing the air, and looking for Fehu. She
found him rather easily and smiled at him.
"Hello." He said smiling. It was, indeed, very obvious that he
"How many times did I ask you to call me Fehu?" He said. His
light blue eyes were even smiling at her.
"Sorry.. Can I talk to you for a moment?"
He followed her away from the workers, to a little creek where some grass
grew. She sat down and he sat next to her.
"What is it?" He asked worried.
"I... I don't know how to ask you this.."
"Just start with the first word and the rest will follow." It
was difficult for him not to touch her, but then she would be scared of
"Will you take me as your wife?" She blurted out.
At first Fehu didn't know what to say, then he was happy, but then he knew
"I won't marry you when you don't love me. I do love you, but that
doesn't mean that I will throw you on the streets just because you don't
follow my will." He got up and walked away. He wasn't angry with her,
but she shouldn't have asked him that. How cruel was this world that women
needed to offer themselves for everything? Kicking every can he could see,
he got back to his daily job.
Calisy stayed where he had left her. She was crying.
Why hadn't she thought before saying those things? She knew that he was
smart enough to know her motives. She just had to be silent, say nothing
and just kiss him. He was pretty enough for staying with him.. But then
again. Did her parents get her free just to see her get married against
her will? He had been right, although she didn't like it, she had to admit
Late at night, when Calisy got back to the house, Fehu
was sitting on the porch in his chair with a cool drink.
"Calisy.. you should never throw yourself for a men. Your better than
that." She wanted to say something, anything, but she didn't know
what. She nodded and ran inside.
Shutting the door from her room, she threw herself on the bed and cried
herself to sleep.
The next morning she woke up by soft knocking on the
She got up and walked to the door. As she opened it, she saw Fehu's dark
hair and light hair.
"Are you mad at me?" He asked her.
She smiled, relieved that he wasn't angry with her, and that he didn't
rape her. "Of course not Fehu."
"You said Fehu. There may be some hope let.." He smiled and
looked at her eyes searching in them.
"There may be..." She had said it before she could think. Was
she falling in love? That would be so ironic.
Later that day, he invited her for a late picnic walk
near the creek.
That day she was in heaven. She had really fallen in love with a man. A
man that had lodes of money and that treated her right. She smiled at
herself in the mirror in her room. She would lone a dress from one of the
workers for the night.
Fehu was in another room dressing himself as well. He smiled at the tought
that maybe tonight he could touch her. He had fallen deeply in love and
although she had trown her in front of his feet, she now meant it. He
could see it in her eyes when she looked at him.
They met that night under the stars late at night and
talked for hours. She fell asleep in his arms and he carried her back to
her room and kissed her on the forehead, and then left the room.
The next morning, she woke up in her room. Remembering the wonderful night
with a smile playing with her mouth. She washed herself and then ran
towards the kitchen. Fehu was eating his breakfast and looked up when she
entered it. He smiled at her and she smiled back. She kissed his cheek and
then went to sit across from him. She knew that the cook was looking at
them, but she didn't care. She was in love and that was all that mattered.
Two years later they got married. It was a sunny, warm
day in the summer when he slid his mothers ring over her finger. She loved
her man and she knew that he loved her. It was funny how it all turned out
to be. But she didn't regret one day of her life. Her past life was now
behind her and she never had to fear again.
But it was on another summer night that something
happened that they both hadn't suspect.
She had only heard it in stories, but they were real. She had touched one
of them and the rider
had asked them to come with and
go to Darkling Dawn to impress one of the mythical creatures themselves. She wanted
to know how it would be. What it would be like. And she knew Fehu well
enough to know that he wondered too how it would be.
They just had to look at each other and they knew that they would
"But what with all the land?"
"I'll tell the cook to handle everything until I get back. She knows
how to handle things." Smiling at Calisy, they left for a new
adventure. They would come back as soon as they could. But not for a
while. Because they were about to impress a dragon...
It seemed that there has
been some time in between the last hatching and this one. There was a bubbly
atmosphere and lots of whispers all throughout the hatching grounds. Fehu was
standing there. Although he was a good leader, he felt the tensed atmosphere. He
wanted a dragon.. He was ready. But it wasn't his chose really. the dragon would
pick his or her candidite.
Fehu felt every nerve
tense when he saw Uruz impress. There was another dragon looking at the
candidiates. This one was a blue one. He found that the dragon had something
that the previous dragons didn't have.
The dragons eyes stopped towards him. He looked seriously at him.. And suddenly
he heard a voice inside of his head.
You don't mind bonding me, do you?
"Course not, Minolath!"
Fehu replied with a grin. "Who wouldn't want a dragon like you?"
hadn't impressed at that clucht yet. She wasn't disapointed. She hadn't
felt that the right dragon had been in one of the eggs there. Soon after,
there was another clutch ready for hatching. When it was her turn, she
felt a little tingle inside her.
Another colorful pair hatched from
the next eggs--a small and dainty white dragoness with silver wings, and a
somewhat larger darkish red female with purple wings. The red-purple
walked boldly up to the candidates, stepped somewhat contemptuously over a
spotted green rukel at her feet, and stopped at T'riel's side. "My name is
Hadikan, T'riel. I'm not going to bond to you," she said, "I don't think
your other dragons would appreciate that...much less your other...pets."
She threw a wary glance at another rukel and hunched down. "Why are there
so many rukels around here?" she hissed.
"I don't know, because we live here?" the green one said, and continued
with, "Watch it!" when Hadiken nearly stepped on his tail.
The white-silver giggled a bit as she listened to the conversation, but
there was a shifty look in her eyes--intelligent despite their vapid
look--as she went to the candidates. Cuddling beside
the hatchling shouted, "You look like fun! Let's bond!"
The pair were nearly out of the Hatching Cavern, when the white-silver
Nobody's going to hurt you when I,
am around. Don't worry about anything.
Breed: Dragon Whorling/Atuan mutt/Hathian
Abilities: Telepathy, Teleportation, Verbal Speech, Fire Breath Weapon,
Personality: Eternally child-like and innocence, Kladari appears to be locked in
a state of permanent infancy. As a result, people don't find her threatening at
all and inevitabely let their guard down around her. She is a lot more shrewd
and intelligent than she lets on, preferring to keep a low profile in order to
Bonded to: Calisy