Aysuna - Every adventure has a start

 Aysuna is my current roleplaying character. This is her story.

     It was bright outside, the wind playing with the leaves on the trees, altering the shadows on the lush green grass. There was a little girl, a half-elf, playing underneath the tree. Her hair was as dark as night, and her eyes were the color of the sea and shone with the intensity of a full moon. She had two toy men and a toy dragon that were fighting each other.
    “Die you beast!” She made the first say. “Ya!” The other yelled. There was a chuckle behind her, and she turned around to see a human male with short black hair and deep brown eyes.
    “Father!” She yelled as she ran to him.
    “Hello Aysuna,” He smiled as he held her close. He was about to say something he didn't want to. She could see it on his face. “Listen to me, okay?” She smiled up at him anyways. “I’m going to have to go for a while. I'll be back someday to look after you and your mother, but for now I must go off,” She looked sad, but suddenly cheered up.
    “Are you going to come back a hero?” She asked excitedly. She remembered her father going away for a little bit on a team to fight a dragon that was threatening to bother the village. He gave her a sad smile.
    “Yes, I hope so.” He detached himself and turned around. “And Aysuna? Happy birthday. Remember, I love you.”
   
    There was a yell from across the house, “Aysuna, Aysuna, come on!”
    “Wait one second! I just woke up!” I sighed. I couldn't get that day out of my head. The day that Father left us. Eventually I stumbled my way into the living room. There was an elf with long, shiny blonde hair. She turned around and smiled. Her brilliant blue eyes sparkled with joy and excitement.
    “It would be a shame if you didn't even wake up for your own birthday!” She exclaimed. I was finally twenty years old, I realized at that moment. I am an adult. I can do what I want. I threw on a smile.
    “Of course I wouldn't Mother,” I said. “Though I want to tell you something.” This wasn't going to go over well. I knew that her reaction wasn't going to be the best. “Sometime soon, maybe a week, maybe a month, I want to start on an adventure. Something grand.” Her face fell.
    On this day, fifteen years ago, my father left. He was supposed to go on a grand adventure. Every year he sent us a letter, always written on my birthday. He would tell us of great adventures, killing dragons, bartering with orcs, and negotiating with fey. I briefly wondered how long it would take the letter to get here this year.
    “What about your job?” She asked after a while. My job, of course she would ask about that.
    “Mother, I work in a tavern. I would think you would be glad to get those dirty Dwarven hands off of me.” She actually looked surprised.
    “Just remember Aysie, those men pay you.” She did have a point. But I was done with this topic. I wandered over and looked at what she was standing in front of. It was a cake.
    “Oh, you didn't have to!” I exclaimed. She knew I loved cake, and we so rarely got it anymore. “How much did it cost?”
    “I didn't buy it.” I looked at her, confused. “He did,” She said, pointing to the door. In the door stood a miracle. It was my father. He looked worn down. I realized that fifteen years takes a toll on a human, even if it didn’t show on Mother.
    “Fa-Father?” I finally managed to stutter out. This was unreal. He couldn’t be here after all he put me and Mother through. I almost threw him out. Until I noticed he had a long box, wrapped in cheap brown paper. “What is that?” I asked as I pointed to the box.
    “It’s your present.” He looked nervous, and kept throwing glances at Mother, and I realized she had no idea either. “I thought since you were twenty now, an adult, you might want this.” He set the box on our small table. It seemed innocent enough. I walked over and started unwrapping it.
    “It’s... Oh... Thank you so much Father!” All my resentment was forgiven. I gave him a smile. In the box was a bow. The bow that my great-grandfather had given to his oldest son on his twentieth birthday, who gave it to his oldest son. Since I had no brother, the gift fell to me. “It’s beautiful. Thank you.”
    “I figured it was the best present I could give you, and your mother.” I looked at her, realizing what he was saying. He was going to stay here. He was going to stay with her until he grew old. Her face showed comprehension, then she ran over and practically jumped on top of him.
    “Odin, I can’t believe it.” She was genuinely shocked. She never thought he was going to return, even though she had never accepted another man.
    “Freya, I was always planning on coming back.” He said with a grand smile. “But now it seems that our little girl wants to go on an adventure of her own.” He must have been listening all along. I had been unpacking the bow and found a leather quiver with intricate designs, detailing the hunt of a dragon. I stood up tall when he spoke.
    “Yes, I would. I want to see the world like you have Father.” I said with confidence that I hadn’t felt in a long time.
    “Well, lets get you some gear. You can’t go out dressed in normal clothes. You’ll get hurt as soon as an enemy looks at you!”
    And so we set off. Mother didn’t seem too please, but as always she accepted me. Me and Father went to many stores, including a leather shop. The shopkeeper seemed to know my father, and gave me a set of leather armor on Father’s tab. I started to protest. He said that he would pay for it, seeing as he hasn’t been here for fifteen years. After picking up the rest of the gear I should need, it was nearly dark. We went back and it was decided that I wanted to leave as soon as possible. The next morning, I left my crying mother and set off on my wild adventures.

Hello World

int main()
{
     cout << "Hello World!";
     system("pause");
}

Hello World!


Welcome to my weird sense of humor. That one applies to programmers.

My name is Kiyah ("Hello Kiyah!"), and ive wanted to start a blog for quite a while. Me and my friend Caitlin have decided that we will start blogs together! Neither of these blogs really have a purpose other than an outlet for us.

I am a senior in high school. Ya ya, boring boring. But no doubt im going to be asked my age. I also have a boyfriend, so dont try. He is a few years older than me, and a complete and utter nerd. He is adamant about me going to school and getting a degree in whatever I want, which happens to be Chemistry atm.

I have a weird set of interest as well. Ever heard of Hooping/Hoop Dancing? Well, go Google it! Doctor Who? Come get me, Doctar!! World of Warcraft and Eve Online? At least one a night. Ever heard of Civil Air Patrol? I have, im the Cadet Commander of our squadron.

Now currently, im in English class next to my friend Caitlin. She is reading everything I write in a British accent. It is quite hilarious. I want her to say 'beer can' because it sounds like 'bacon' in a Jamaican accent. But she wont :(.

I also am pagan (*GASP*!!!). I believe in the four spirits with the god and goddess. So 'oh my god' turns into 'oh my gods'. I follow the Threefold Law (three times what you give, returns to you), and 'an it harms none, do as thou wilt'. Basically I believe in karma. So I try to be the best and kindest person I can be.

Class is done, time to blog later!