For the next three or four chapters, it will be a flashback/story told by Iro. Just a little something to help you get to know Iro and his people, whom I call Precursor Elves. But the other races will know them as Dark Elves.
Fa-Lin walked through the caverns of E'egroth, the city of the Dark Elves that rested beneath the forests of Du Weldenvarden, to the house that hung like a lantern from the cavern's roof. Running up the thin staircase to the door was something that only an elf could do. A human didn't have the grace and a dwarf was just too heavy.
"Iro," Fa-Lin whispered as he opened the door a fraction. "Iro! Are you there?"
"No!" came the answer. "Iro isn't here! I...I think he went to the...went to...somewhere."
"Home?" Fa-Lin asked.
"Yes!" the voice replied, then realising his mistake too late. "I mean...No! I mean...urgh!"
Fa-Lin stepped back with a smug smile as the door opened to reveal a glowering Iro dressed in an elegant stone-grey suit. A black ruff made his white hair seem to glow with a moon-like radiance. As always, Iro wore his armoured gauntlets with fingers tipped with dragon claws. Even his stylish shoes were tipped with steel.
Iro noticed Fa-Lin raising an eyebrow at his shoes and gauntlets. "I feel better knowing that I can still fight," he mumbled. Then he looked up and saw what Fa-Lin was wearing.
A midnight blue suit with swirling patterns of gold vines along with his purple gauntlets. But where Iro's armour was designed for tearing his enemies apart, Fa-Lin's armour was designed to protect him, and anyone else he decided to throw himself in front of, from even the most savage attacks. A long, blood-red scarf hung from around his neck and down his back.
"It's not going to be that bad," Fa-Lin smiled.
"Yes, it is," Iro replied. "Everyone looks at me with pity in their eyes."
Fa-Lin reached down and grabbed Iro's hand. The two elves looked into each other's eyes with a bond that no one could understand. "And tonight," Fa-Lin told him, "They'll look at us with envy."
Iro took a deep breath then nodded. "Then let's go."
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Inheritance Fanfic - The Precursor Elf
FanficIro is a Precursor Elf, a race that has long slept under the earth of Alagaësia. But when he wakes up, lost in the forests of Du Weldenvarden, he finds that he has been asleep of thousands of years. Just in time for the enemy of his people to return...
