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''<span class="ITALIC">"Let me tell you a story of a simple, pretty elven girl. Intended to follow Aeridin by her staunchly anti-human parents, she instead found herself hanging out with the local nutty wizard. Every spell she learned whetted her appetite for more'every invocation, every glamour, every augury. Her powers increased daily, and over time she became very fond of her magic. Very, very fond. So fond that she began to take her gifts for granted. She began to demand rather than ask and used her abilities to ensure she got what she wanted. </span>'' | ''<span class="ITALIC">"Let me tell you a story of a simple, pretty elven girl. Intended to follow [[Aeridin]] by her staunchly anti-[[human]] parents, she instead found herself hanging out with the local nutty [[wizard]]. Every spell she learned whetted her appetite for more'every invocation, every glamour, every augury. Her powers increased daily, and over time she became very fond of her magic. Very, very fond. So fond that she began to take her gifts for granted. She began to demand rather than ask and used her [[abilities]] to ensure she got what she wanted. </span>'' | ||
''<span class="ITALIC">For years, her beauty gave her leeway with her power backing it up. Until she made demands of the wrong person, underestimating his power and her own abilities in the raw arrogance of her youth. She coveted spells this quiet, dark-eyed mage could cast; powers that let one see into the mind of others, even plant suggestions there. She asked, then pleaded, then commanded the man to teach her. And teach her he did; although, it was not a spell but a lesson. For after she attempted the first incantation he gave her, she found herself unable to speak. </span>'' | ''<span class="ITALIC">For years, her beauty gave her leeway with her power backing it up. Until she made demands of the wrong person, underestimating his power and her own abilities in the raw arrogance of her youth. She coveted spells this quiet, dark-eyed mage could cast; powers that let one see into the mind of others, even plant suggestions there. She asked, then pleaded, then commanded the man to teach her. And teach her he did; although, it was not a spell but a lesson. For after she attempted the first incantation he gave her, she found herself unable to speak. </span>'' | ||
''<span class="ITALIC">Days turned into weeks and her voice did not return. No spells! No magic! No power of the Al'Noth flowing from her fingertips at her command! She pouted, she flung things, and she curled into a fetal position and cried. After a year, the young woman began to accept. She looked around her empty house and realized her last century of spoiled indulgence driven by her powers in magic had left her alone. There was no one to cry to. </span>'' | ''<span class="ITALIC">Days turned into weeks and her voice did not return. No spells! No magic! No power of the [[Al'Noth]] flowing from her fingertips at her command! She pouted, she flung things, and she curled into a fetal position and cried. After a year, the young woman began to accept. She looked around her empty house and realized her last century of spoiled indulgence driven by her powers in magic had left her alone. There was no one to cry to. </span>'' | ||
''<span class="ITALIC">Oh, she had all that she could want'beautiful things, books to fill a library, and scroll after scroll of spells that she could no longer cast. She walked twice through her home, thoughtful, picking up those things she had scattered in her earlier rage. And then she went out, for the first time looking at the world around her, and gave away many of those lovely things. Just gave them away. She spent some time helping families displaced by a band of madmen, and before she'd counted, another year had gone by. </span>'' | ''<span class="ITALIC">Oh, she had all that she could want'beautiful things, books to fill a library, and scroll after scroll of spells that she could no longer cast. She walked twice through her home, thoughtful, picking up those things she had scattered in her earlier rage. And then she went out, for the first time looking at the world around her, and gave away many of those lovely things. Just gave them away. She spent some time helping families displaced by a band of madmen, and before she'd counted, another year had gone by. </span>'' | ||