Mortarion
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After Esmerald left Mortarion and the heroes went to their tents to sleep, she in the other hand did go to the river to bathe in the river, after she was in it she couldn’t help to think all what has changed.
"Yes, only two years ago I was the daughter of one of the richest bankers." She thought. So during her infancy she had never seen any poorness, so she had always believed that people were as rich as herself, enjoying parties and dances. In fact, she remembered the last party she had been to. That day her father had said that she was especially beautiful, he had told that her eyes were like emeralds and that her hair was just like if it was made out of rubies, but that day something went really wrong.
Their chariot got a wheel broken and they had to stop to repair it, as soon as they got out of it, beggars and lepers started appearing to ask them for money, she was shocked, all of those people weren’t like her, some of them didn’t have meat in some parts of their bodies, one of them even said to them “Please kill me”, but was soon pushed aside by the guards.
Soon they where at the party, but she couldn’t get that image out of her mind, the next day she asked her father for her part of the heritage, he tried to stop her, but he couldn’t, so he gave her the money, from that moment on she made her mission to help all of the poor and weak people, and that’s why she was headed to willowshire.
Soon she felt a cold air, and remembered that she needed to return to her tent, after she went to sleep, she dreamed of her past and strangely of Mortarion, something about him was strange like if he hided something, but she soon fell asleep thought.
The next morning the camp was attacked by bandits, Mortarion was at the front of the defense, but when the last bandit fell to his sword, he saw something that he couldn’t bear to see, in that moment an old wound appeared again, it was His mark, the one who had destroyed his life.
It was 5 years ago, when he was still known as Cruor, he remembered, he was in his house, his best friend, Mark, was with him, soon they felt sounds of a battle, when they reached the ground floor his father was dead, and her mother captured, they battled fiercely the attackers, but they couldn’t win, soon a really elegant dressed man, but Cruor could see that he was evil. When he appeared both of them attacked him, he remembered his satisfaction when he managed to make him a small cut in the cheek, for that the prince ordered that his father was fed to the dogs in front of him, and that his mother was tortured to death.
After that, he ordered that a chain link was melted into his wrists and in his back, the pain was unbearable. After that they where made slaves, working for the Prince, who delighted in torturing them, specially him, he still wore the marks of the whips, until one day he decided that he would overthrow Malorum.
He managed to do it, but he paid a great price, Mark, his best friend was killed, the only thing that remained of him was an amulet they had done together, it was made of reptile bones an it had the shape of a skull, in revenge he deformed the Prince face, and took his crown, with the gold and jewels he forged a sword with the gold from the prince crown, and adorned it with it’s jewels, since that day the Prince had sworn revenge on him, so he had to run from his natal country to never return.
Mortarion always thought that he would never find him, but that was enough proof, Malorum had found him, he touched Mark’s amulet, then he realized it was late in the night, so he went to sleep, the marks of the chains in his wrists, they feeled just like if they had been puted on his flesh yesterday, but he still feel asleep nightmares all the night.
< Message edited by Mortarion -- 9/16/2011 10:50:40 >
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