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In the Beginning....

The time is five years before the war of Alrune and the Dark Sorcerer Saber Silverwynd. The Peaceful lands of Altaryn are at peace....Cain and Shara are just discovering their feelings for one another and the sword of Altrayn is just a mere a sleeping Legend in the mind of the Saratin people. The SkyFyre Family, the proud family who will later bring the Savior of Alrune's Souls and the wielder of the Sword of Souls, Altairis SkyFyre, are at peace of mind and body....Yet there is one who would not rest easily that night....The older brother of Cain, Alex SkyFyre. He was a Knight of the Alrune Army and was one of the most promising there had ever been. He was young and elegant in most sense...and a lady charmer to say the least. He fell in love with someone he could not have...someone above his station...The handmaiden of Cirrus, Lady Isabelle Falconhand. The young Knight watched the lady in his spare time...hiding so he can just watch her sing, play her harp...just watching her breath....How his heart thundered in his chest.....He had a dream that night a dream that one day he would be together with her forever and always and they would have a child.....

The night beheld worse fears for the Knight of Alrune unfortunately......Visions of fighting....He appeared in his vision as a armored, older elf who was wounded viciously by a unseen mage...Arrows pierced his body and time seemed to slow down to a crawl. The Knight's crystalline sword fell to the dark stone cave floor in what seemed to him to be a endless loop....Suddenly Alex fell to his knees and blood flowed through his fingers...his own lifeblood. All went dark and.....he awoke with a start, covered in sweat. His jade green eyes flashed with panic and Alex felt all over his body for the wounds..but found none....Had this been only a dream or was it a premination of the future?

The next morning.....

Alex stood in the courtyard going through the rigid training of a Knight....his slender muscles pumped as he mock fought his teammate. The swords clashed together in succession and Alex quickly batted the iron blade away with a quick snapkick to the man's temple. After bowing to his opponent and helping him back up to his feet, the Knight walked to the small garden where he usually spent his free time to relax..and to dream of his forsaken love....Gentle jade green eyes flashed at him as soon as he entered the courtyard....and there she sat! Isabelle, dressed in a fine gown of burgundy velvet, smiled lightly as he paled considerably when beheld by her gentle stare. "Are you going to simply stand there and gawk or will you join me young knight?" Her soft melodically voice filled the love struck ears of Alex SkyFyre....he merely nodded meekly and sat down beside her. Isabelle giggled lightly and batted her long ashen eyelashes at him. Alex couldn't believe this....His most fondest dream was coming true! Isabelle, with a rushle of her dress, moved forth and whispered softly in the Knight's ear. "I know you love me....I know this because I seen you watching me.....and Alex SkyFyre...I have been watching you too" Her soft voice seemed to pierce Alex's very soul. His eyes were watery with unshed tears as he simply locked his blue eyes with her green orbs of passion. Isabelle moved forth suddenly and soft lips touched Alex's, who was entranced by this sudden change of events. The two lovers shared a long passionfilled kiss before Isabelle heard her name being called...."Love..Tonight meet me by the castle wall and we shall be free to do what we wish..." With that she vanished quickly into the halls leaving a starstruck Alex behind with a full mind to think about.....


That Night....

The moon stretched her silvery light over the lands of Altaryn. Two figures were seen near a small garden a little ways from the castle walls.....holding each other close and love burned so bright for the two....This was the night that the Destined one was created....Gaeleon Silverfyre was to be born from this encounter.....

A year passed and the Kingdom of Alrune flourished as did the love of the Two Lovers, now married, Isabelle and Alex Skyfyre.They had a son togethor and named him Gaeleon. The young boy was a unusal Saratin Elf, for he bore Silver eyes, a very rare trait among the elves of Altrayn...


Aftermath of War and Deception

The war that had destroyed Alrune erupted...

After the war and Alex's death, Gaeleon was now five years old. He had grown strong and determined to one day have his dream of being a ArchBlade, one of the strongest professions of the Kingdom of Alrune. But that wouldn't unless he escaped the crumbling lands of Alrune.....

Isabelle, taken back by the news of her husband's death, decided to give Gaeleon to a trusted friend of hers, the Knight Daemon FlameStrike. The elder knight was among the only people she and Alex had trusted. With a tear filled goodbye, the young boy was taken by the Knight and they quickly escaped from Alrune and the invading Kengali forces....To Toril they fleed through Magicks of the Saratin......and now this is where the real tale unfolds....


Isabelle, along with another of the handmaidens of Prince Cirrus, fleed when the appraoching forces of the Kengali approached....and there she lost her life to a Kengali....leaving Gaeleon a orphan.... The Knight, Daemon FlameStrike, toke the young lad to the elven nation of Evermeet and settled there for a few years. The boy grew up strong and vigorious. His eyes shined with deep understanding and intelligence. Daemon trained him in the ways of the ArchBlade as Gaeleon's dream had always been. Before the young elf hit the age of 16, he had become a master of the sword and a great wielder of magick.....Only with Daemon's death did the young elf finally learn of his true destiny....He was one of the last SkyFyres...he knew of Altairis and Staryla...but had they survived the apocalyse? In honor of his teacher and to protect himself, Gaeleon toke the last name of SilverFyre, a long time nickname Daemon had bestowed upon the young lad who he had considered his own son. Taking the magickal blade that Daemon once wielded, "SilverFury", the young ArchBlade toke to RhyDin and now searches for his lost cousin and his destiny to one day help liberate Altayrn....




The Tale Continues...