Treasures
 Gift from her mother Air Silverleaf |
Hand forged by Shadow herself after being taught by An'Thaya Blackthorn 
Forged for Shadow by an unknown Shroudling and blessed by Shadow's blood. |
Daesir - Shadow Light Gift from Selene Moonbow |
Inherited from Thorn Silverleaf |
Mark of her status in the Shroudling Court |
Gift from Suriel Aerta |
Gift from Melainia Alcarin |
Gift from Parents |
Gift from Kurr Goldsong |
Gift from Suriel Aerta |
Gift from Suriel Aerta |
Gift from Suriel Aerta, later given to Relainia by her mother after Suriel's death. When opened the locket place a haunting melody that Suriel said reminded him of Shadow. |
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"You were my Ad'vere before you were my step-daughter, and I love you for who you are as a person, not by what you are to me through him." She paused, an entirely different expression crossing her face, "Which reminds me, I brought you something." Reaching into her jacket she pulled out a dagger that glittered black in the light. "The metal reminded me of you... a shadow in the night. It wasn't the easiest thing to work with, but I think it came out quite well."
She handed it over to her Ad'vere hilt first across her wrist. "A gift for my honored sister."
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Mira smiled briefly, then slipped over to the gift pile and quickly returned with the package for Shadow. At least she hoped it was for Shadow...Yarwin had wrapped both gifts almost identically. Mira gave the present an experimental shake, then nodded. The box hadn't started doing anything odd, so, surely it was Shadow's....
Inside Shady would find two dozen War Eagle arrows tipped with DragonSteele broadheads "Here...I hope you like them...Uhm...Shady? I'll be back shortly...if you'll excuse me." Mira squeezed Shadow on the shoulder, and while Silverthorn scared her, Y'Roden did not... |
Xavyer paused in the garden beside Shadow. "I like to think I helped make you stronger." He turned to watch her stare off into the rest of the gardens and he turned his own eyes to the bed beside him. Leaning down he plucked one of the former Queen's red orchids. Stepping up behind Shadow he reached around her, holding the flower before her. "There isn't a day that I don't wake up regretting the choice that I made that day, but it was something I had to do, you weren't meant for me. Perhaps we can start over, this time play it out how it’s meant to be."
"You mean only my escort at court." She replied, staring out through the gardens, her arms crossed around her waist. "When your husband isn't here to do the deed, but I doubt that will happen often. Other than that, business partners and friends." Once again he offered the flower and this time she took it. The small gesture meant as much to him as it did to her, an unspoken acknowledgment to a new contract. |
"Hello there niecely one," he said, taking the tray from Shadow's hands and giving her a hug. "Merry Yule." Reaching into his shirt he pulled out a small black velvet bag and pressed it into her hand. "We have been on a few adventures together, you and I. There have been some moments when I lost track of you and the fear of Arminiea was in me wondering what happened to you, if you were ok. This little trinket will take that worry away if it ever happens again, and it works both ways."
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From Y'roden D'riel |
From Dorian Ashev |