A Druids Tale

Náessë did not remember much of her life before the elves,she knew it was trivial though. The had found her wandering the forrest when she was young and were going to kill her. They decided to raise her as their own instead. They taught her hte ways of the forest. How to listen and see the truth. They had taught her how even to speak like them. Her native language became elven, her style of dress, and even her accent. Náessë did her best to make sure she did not dissapoint her new family. They treated her different from the rest at first, but later on when she had learned more, they had accepted her as one of their own and began training her to be a druid, knowing it would help her stay young until she died, and help her be one with the land.

Náessë had spent many years learning, but finished her tests at the age of 18. She was the youngest to obtain the title of druid. But it was okay because she would not live as long as her fellow elves. But she would live longer than other humans, for she would not be stricken  by diseases or other such illnesses. The day she had actually completed her test the elves had thrown a grand party for her, they had given her a name and stopped calling her girl, telling her that she had now become and elf and she could shed her human life and worries, that she was one of them. They had named her Náessë Calaelen, it mean young warrior. She had cried when they had done this, and they had each given her a hug.

She had never been so happy in her life as she had that day. all her hard work and pain had paid off. She had finally become the person she was striving to be. The elves had given her a plot of the woods to guard and watch over. to live and thrive in. they visited often to make sure she was doing alright and complimented her for a job well done. Náessë rather enjoyed their visits. They helped her p[ass the time when she became bored. But eventually they stopped coming around as often, content that they had made a good choice.

Náessë had to learn how to keep herself occupied. She went about collecting stones to make herself a home. She could have used wood, but she knew it could be burnt and blown down. She had been lucky so far she had found tons of onyx stone to do so. After a few months she had enough to build her house and did so. It was small but it was all she needed. IT was breath taking to her. All shiney black and metalic looking, but it was all natural. She was happy with herself, and decided to have herself a companion.

That had been whom knows how long ago, for now Náessë still looked the same, but was less human than she had ever been. She now viewed herself as an elf. She had all their view and thoughts. She spoke like them walked like them. Some said she even looked like them, aside from her vibrant red hair. But now she guarded the forrest. She was one with nature and that was all that matter. One had better hoe that she does not find them destroying her forest.