Melacarfina Silverhammer the Matriarch of the Spire, Justiciar of Thera

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Chapter 8

"Let me see it, Elaeriellalanthalasa", King Adrianar said in a stern voice.

The princess looked up at her father, and wiped the sweat from her brow. She
unfolded a woolen blanket to show the baby in her arms. Even immediately
after birth, it was evident the baby did not have the look of her mother.
Princess Elaeriella carefully smoothed the childs red tuff of hair and
kissed her on the head.

"Its a girl, father and shes beautiful", the princess said softly.

The king glanced at the baby and quickly replied, "That is an abomination,
who is the father! Was it that human merchant that has been wandering
around?He is little more than a petty thief! This is most disappointing
Elaeriella. We will have to get rid of it."

A single tear rolled down the Elaeriellas face as her father left the room.
She grabbed a locket from her nightstand and put it around the newborns
neck.

"Do not worry my child, I will not forget you. Nor will your father", she
said in a soft tone.

King Adrianar returned with the dwarf Gillem Silverhammer.

In a stern tone the King said, "Give the child to Gillem. He will take it to
a family in Akan." The King quickly picked the child out of Elaerillas arms
and turned to Gillem, "I do appreciate your silence in this matter. Please
tell the family you found the child left by the river, or something of that
nature. With the wedding and coronation, the people of Darsylon would
overthrow my house if they knew of Elaerillas actions.And do not worry
Dwarf Silverhammer I will look very closely into sending my guards over for
this favor."

Gillem nodded and quickly left.The princess hung her head low and wiped the
tears from her face. She knew the baby could not stay.

King Adrianar took his hand and lifted the princesses chin, "Now my
daughter, clean yourself up, you have a ball to prepare for. I believe you
will be able to squeeze into your old dresses in the chest. The Emerald one
will look lovely. Your fianc arrived about an hour or so ago, he will be
waiting", the king said softly.

The Princess opened her mouth to say something, but her father had already
left.

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Chapter 7

Gillem traveled quickly to Akan. He went door to door, trying to find one of
his kinsmen to take in the child. Gillem could not himself for he was unwed
and traveled too often to care for a baby. Most thought the half-breed was
some sort of Duergar mischief.

Gillem went to his cousin by marriage Nikaulta as a last resort, for she
never seemed the mothering type. Gillem entered her shop and cleared his
throat to get her attention. The weapon smith turned to face Gillem and
nodded to great. Gillem presented the child to Nikaulta and waited for her
response. Nikaulta wiped the soot from her face and stared at the child.
The baby opened her eyes, reached out and grabbed Nikaultas black beard.
She smiled and took the baby in her arms.

Nikaulta looked at Gillem and said, "For the love of Bria, she know her mama!
what we gonna be namin her eh? Is say it be somethin elvish since she
be lookin like one".

Gillem laughed and said, "How does Melacarfina sound to ya? It be meanin
she a red head or somethin like dt".

Nikaulta nodded and left her shop. She headed over to her husbands business
to tell him they would finally have a child.

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Chapter 6

Nikaulta and Farhoak the innkeeper were overjoyed to finally have a baby. To
them the half-breed was like their dwarven daughter they could never have.
They treated the child no different than any other dwarf child.They gave
her more bottles of ale than milk, and fed her Nankorf.

As soon as Mela could walk, she began taking over her fathers job of
bringing her uncle Nakut the blacksmith lunch everyday.She carried the
basket full with five bowls of Nankorf all the way to the palace from her
fathers Inn. She would eat and talk with him. When lunch was over, Mela
would do a bit of weapons training with the Captain. She often would get
caught drinking from the Kings private selection of Ale. The King would
tease her and tell her next time he will throw her in the dungeon with the
Deurgars.

Mela liked the dungeon.She would often look at the prisoners in their cells
and ask them what they had done. The drow wouldnt speak to her much, but
most others would tell their tales. She would often bring the magi dwarf
gems, and from them he created roses for her. She kept them in her hair.
Mela never did understand why the dwarfs disliked magic. For the magic
created beautiful things, like the roses.

She learned at an early age the meaning of justice, for all of them had been
put in the cells due to harming innocents. Her mother taught her the ways of
the old Gods. Mela was particularly found of the tales of Bria. She
believed in the ways of Justice and Mercy. She did not think it was merciful
to put those in the mithril cells until they died, she would rather they be
killed quickly for their actions.

Years went by, and Mela realized she was different than everyone else. She
knew her family loved her dearly, but she felt uncomfortable in her own stone
home. She needed to find someone more like herself.

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Chapter 5

One day after having lunch with her uncle, Mela was roaming the halls of the
castle and saw guests had come to Akan.She first introduced herself to
Bralela and elf noble. Bralela spoke so proper, something Mela had not heard
before.Mela looked at Bralela and touched her own ears. Bralela was short
with the young half-breed as if she was annoyed. Mela knew that this elf
would not give her the comfort she longed for. She knew she did not belong
with the elves, although she was half one.

Mela then found another visitor to the palace, but this one was human. He
happily greeted Mela and said he was Rigal. Rigal was a bard, but Mela had
never heard of such. Mela found comfort in talking with this human, so she
returned day after day to speak wit him. He taught her of this guild. He
told her great stories of cities all across Thera. Mela liked the stories of
Galadon, and the Blood Tribunal the most. She quizzed Rigal of the history
of the Spire, and of their laws. She became obsessed with order and justice.
her heart, she knew she could never be a great king for she was not a
dwarf, but she could leave her mark in another way. Mela wished to be great
and be immortalized in something. She found that something with in
civilization. Then, Mela knew it had come time for her to leave. She heard
her calling and left Akan to seek out the Spire and uphold order and justice.
knew the towns protected by the Tribunal were perfect societies, with
order and commerce. She knew as becoming part of such a society she would
find the greatness she desired.

Her parents were saddened by when Mela told them she had to go, but they
understood. They had the carver fashion Mela a simple recorder. They packed
her plenty of ale and Nankof or the trip ahead.

Mela took the long trip to Galadon, and found the Bards guild.She told the
Guardian that Rigal had sent her and that she would be a promising student.
She was accepted into the practice, and quickly began working hard. She
often thought about those in the cells of Akan and she knew she would never
allow one who harmed an innocent to sit in a cell, but rather give them a
blade through the heart.

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Chapter 4

Mela did well in her studies and advanced quickly within the guild. She
traveled to the protected cities often and visited all the shops and such.
She met with guards and mayors, and took time to also speak with Magistrates.
She still kept much of the dwarf within her, but she found she enjoyed
things that were not so typical of a dwarf. She quickly embraced magic and
found it to be good. A friend she met along her journey taught her to swim,
and they often traveled under the ocean. She became most fascinated with
those would change their shape into animals, and often seeks them out for
companions.

Melas love of the cities could not be undone. After sitting in her guild
one day and hearing the tormented yells of innocents, but no magistrate about
to come to aid she knew it was time to join the Spire. She sent her missive
and shortly after spoke with the Provincial, Veztel. Veztel was one who
could change shapes and a leader of the Spire. It was an honor for Mela to
be interviewed by him. Mela had studied the cities and laws carefully and
did well with her interview. Soon, she was able to meet with the Provost and
was inducted into her beloved Spire. She began her watch in the Ruined City
and felt great Pride to hold such an honorable position.

On her first watch, she knew this contribution to the city would allow her to
achieve all her goals. She immediately began to recruit others to the Spire.
Any who upheld order she would speak with. Mela thought this recruitment
would be the best way to ensure civilization would live on, long after
herself. She thought maybe one day someone would make runes of her story,
just as the dwarves do to write their history. Runes or not, Mela knew her
actions will be forever remembered for civilization will continue to flourish
as it should with order and justice.

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Chapter 3

Mela carried herself with such pride. She fought in many battles, some she
won and others she did not. She had grown quickly within her guild, and one
day while defending her beloved Spire, she became careless. She sang her
song, When you Dont see me within town. She had always been so careful, but
in the moment she let down her guard. The Dark One immediately took her
badge and called her pathetic. Such a word, Pathetic. She had never been
called this, but in this moment Mela thought she was pathetic. She didnt
know what to do with herself.

Mela turned to Androkin, thinking she could take up shop. She was confused
and lost without the Spire. She wrote a note and told the Tribunal that she
would continue to be loyal to them. She hunted criminals, and even attempted
taking the bone alone. After some time, she thought there was nothing she
could do to correct her mistake. And then, the Dark One called to her.Mela
came quickly. She knew there was trouble within the Spire, and was uncertain
if she even wanted to gain back her badge. The Dark Voice told her it was
time for her to enter the Spire once more. In her confusion, she hesitated
and said she wasnt sure if she wanted her badge. The Lich and her spoke for
sometime. They talked of Melas goals, and Mela decided she did want to
return to the Spire. She will never forget that the Lich called her the
Mother of the Spire. She would find later, that this was most fitting of
her.

Mela advanced quickly within the ranks once again. She would do anything to
make the Spire strong. She fought battles, aided the young ones, taught
others of law and most of all she recruited. She was not harsh, nor light
with the younger Tribunals. She enjoyed throwing in a bit of fun while
on-duty, but found most didnt care for that sort of thing. She consoled her
comrades and nurtured them. She had most defiantly lived up to the name
Mother of the Spire.

Then, after her long dedication, Mela was finally rewarded. The Lich came to
her once more. She was apprehensive at its approach, thinking she has made
another mistake. Mela was quickly relieved to find, she was no longer a
Magistrate but a Justiciar. She was honored and speechless. She asked the
Dark One if it had any words of wisdom, and Mela was only told to not screw
up.

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Chapter 2

Mela will never forget the first time she met Lora. They were instantly
friends. Side by side, they gained within their guild, and fought many
battles. They were a good team to say the least. Mela came to love Lora and
longed for her when she was not about. Lora was family to Mela and their
friendship could not be broken.Mela would never forget when Lora let down
her guard and hugged her. It was one of her most memorable moments. Lora
made her promise, never to die for Lora. Mela did not wish to make such a
promise, but she new it would comfort Lora so she promised. Mela held to
this promise, even if it broke her heart to see Lora fall. As Mela grows
older and weaker, she finally knows fear. She does not wish to leave Lora or
the Spire behind. Her last death is her greatest fear, but she is comforted
in knowing she has achieved her goals.

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Chapter 1

Mela doesnt understand why Lora turned, why Lora forgot herself. She knew
the fire was great in Lora, but perhaps it turned her mad. Lora had become a
criminal, and Mela knew what must be done. She went to the forest to fine
Lora the Criminal. Lora called out for Mela the friend, the sister, but such
emotions were not as powerful as Melas passion for Justice. She found the
criminal and put her in a deep sleep with her songs. As Mela wept for Lora
she proceeded to sing her deadly songs.She called the fear onto Lora, and
it was a great fear. Mela knew then this criminal would fall. Mela then
tried to speak with Lora as her sister, but Lora would not listen. Mela
returned to her watch, but once again Loras anger caused her to commit
another crime. Mela called out to her sister to stop this, but Lora would
not listen. Once again, Mela needed to find the passion for Justice inside
her, to slay her beloved sister. They battled and eventually the giant was
taken down. Mela cried and cried, but her grief could not be undone. Lora
then took her own life, forever it would seem. Mela found herself lost. She
held the still warm corpse of Lora close to her and she wept. Only once had
Lora ever allowed Mela to touch her, but now in death Mela finally could
embrace the corpse. She layed the corpse slowly to the ground and placed a
coin over each eye. Mela knew she would not allow this to break her, she
knew she would return to the spire until her dieing breath. Mela also knew
she would never be the same, for a part of her was left in the last corpse
of Lora.

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