Years and years ago, when earth's humans knew nothing of
the
alternate world full of magic and sorcery, there lived a young
dwarf
whose breathtaking beauty angered the goddess of all that is
good and
evil. When she was but seventeen years of age, an old
beggar arrived
at
the doorstep of the her home. The beggar pleaded with
the
young dwarf's parents to cast their daughter out of their
house
before death and destruction dawned on their town. Believing
that
the old beggar woman spoke the truth, the young dwarf was
thrown
from her home carrying nothing but an old war banner, a padded
vest,
a
small wooden shield, and a wooden mace.
She wandered for months before she came to a town called
Calathar.
The townspeople were friendly folk and without a question
asked,
they directed her towards the Barren Realms Academy. There
she
met a heroine named Passion who gave her a sack filled with
pot pies and a
water skin. Directed by the friendly heroine she met her
personal trainer who
she taught her how to enhance her strength, constitution, and
dexterity in a
very short amount of time. From there she was sent to the
Training Courtyard
where she was able to practice her fighting skills. After
defeating the Academy
Master and attaining her diploma, she was ready for the real
world.
Battle upon battle, victory upon victory, the little
dwarf
gained strength, wisdom, and most importantly, the respect of
warriors, healers,
and gods alike. With her new found respect, the little
dwarf (who wasn't so little
anymore) took on the greatest task of all. Climbing a
very large tower, she came
across a majestic king who enjoyed putting people through
hell. With one swipe of
her sword, the dwarf cleanly disarmed the king's sword (which
was made entirely
of
sugar I might add) and beheaded him.
No sooner had the head of the not-so-majestic king touched the
floor, when
thousands of rose petals filled the room in which the dwarf
had been standing
making it impossible for her to see. After a moment, the
petals cleared and standing
before the dwarf was Kiri, goddess of all that was good and
evil. She spoke, her
voice as soft as a petal falling to
earth.
"You have proved yourself worthy many times over." and
with that the dwarf was
swept away in a cone of winds to a room where all the
immortals surrounded her,
making her feel small and
indifferent.
"From now on you shall be called Salome and you shall live
amongst the gods
for you have earned your place as immortal in Barren Realms."
and with that,
the dwarf who began as an outcast girl, became a powerful
immortal who took
pride in serving her world.
The End
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