Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141119151542/@comment-5583506-20141119173451

(Interesting... :O)

Myling's face grew pale. "Oh, no", she uttered.

Anything, but this...

It was impossible for her, not to recognise him. Even though he had aged with a couple of years. But how could she ever forget about him? She was in love with him. She had been for centuries. But she knew that wasn't the truth. She was in love with Vilgot, but when the Umbramancer had stolen her memories of her fiancée, her mind had unknowingly printed all her happy memories of her and Vilgot upon Rowan, turning him into the man from her long lost past. But it was all in her head. It was almost like a love curse. She knew however that once she had killed the Umbramancer and regained her memories and life, her affection for Rowan would die out and be replaced by her true memories. The memories of Vilgot...

It didn't feel fair that she put up with the suffering of being chased by a malevolent spirit while Rowan lived a happy life. The Umbramancer had marked him as well and would eventually take him if he ever managed to get through her first. But she wouldn't let that happen anytime soon. She loved Rowan too much to give up the fight against the Umbramancer... But to see Rowan there... alive and well... and with a wife, was too overwhelming for her to see.

She backed away slowly as tears began to pool up in her eyes and she started to run into an alleyway.

Aldoran observed the situation with a confused expression before he ran after her. "Myling?! Wait! Where are you going?! I thought we were going to help these people?!"

"Get away from me!" she cried and threw an empty crate his way as she passed an old fishery.

Aldoran ducked and continued to run after her. "Dammit, stop it, would you?! You are hysterical!"

When he finally caught up with her she was sitting in the corner of a dead end alleyway with her arms tightly around her legs and her head lowered. It didn't take long for him to realise that she was crying.

"M-Myling?" he asked and carefully approached her. "Care to explain to me what this is all about?"

"It's him", she sobbed. "The man we talked about before..."

"What? Him? Her husband?" He scratched the back of his head, unsure of what to say. "Did he... did he hurt you in some way?"

"No..." She wiped her tears on her sleeve. "I was hurting myself believing that he could ever love me."

Aldoran sighed and approached her with a hand for her to take. "Come here. You look just like a frightened little mouse."

"If that's supposed to make me feel any better, it doesn't", she sniffed and pushed his hand away gently. "I love him..."

"Well, he loves another. Better get your act together. Life isn't easy, you know?"

She could have smacked Aldoran silly there and now, if she wasn't so afraid to reveal herself for what she was. What right did he have to say that life was easy? He hadn't even lived through a half life yet and he had the guts to teach her lessons about life? Her unlife had been anything, except for easy, for five entire centuries... and she was fed up with it.

"And you know all about life, don't you?" she muttered.

"No, but I know that life surely isn't meant for sitting in damp alleyways and complaining about unhappy love. Get up and let's get back to them. You made that woman a promise. Are you going to keep it or what?"

Myling didn't say a word. She dried her tears, pulled up her scarf even tighter around her head and face and then allowed Aldoran to pull her up. They walked the entire way back to the waiting couple. She felt Rowan's staring gaze sting her like a thousand daggers. It was a much more worse pain than any bandit had ever done to her. She didn't look at him, instead she just buried her face down in her scarf as much as she could and looked shyly at her feet.

"Sorry about that!" said Aldoran and made up a poor excuse. "She isn't much of a talker, but she sure is one hell of a fighter!" He quickly turned to Myling. "Right?"

She merely nodded, still not looking at Rowan. Please, just stop looking at me...