Character Interview with Dii’Athella
from the Light Beyond The Storm Chronicles
Meet my Character
Introduce yourself: My
name is Dii’Athella Ar’Thina – but most people call me Dii. It means
Flower of the Dawn in Elvish, so I’m told. I’m an elven sorceress, a Forbidden.
Until very recently I did not know who my parents were – I was raised in a
human household. Elves in Erana are, to all intents and purposes, slaves. We
have no rights, we can legally own nothing, not even our own bodies. As an elf,
a female and a mage my position in life was very dangerous and uncertain. I was
taken as an infant from the Enclave, and ‘adopted’ by a Lord – the Lord Joset
of Reldfield. You’d think I’d have lived a life of ease – but Joset was very
cruel and unkind. I was a trophy, a prize to share around his friends. His
human concubine, Malana tried to care for me as best she could, but she was a
mage too and his property, she was barely in a better position that I.
More recently I am the Lady of the
Light, the Lady of Tremellic – and I have a man who loves me, and a family of
sorts. Yet I am still an outlaw – I am a mage and and elf and that will never
change until the Order of Witch-Hunters who rule this land are gone.
Give
us a short description of your world.
I have not
seen much of Erana. In my former life I was never allowed to travel alone, and
I was taken between Joset’s various holdings as a ‘plaything’. However, I have
a little more freedom know. The Tremellic Valley is beautiful – there are
mountains, and thermal pools. We have a magic cave,decorated inside and it’s a
good source of Power for the more…dangerous spells. We are close to the
Shimmering Forest, and my Trollish Stepdaughter is less than a day’s travel
away in the mountain town of Varris.
Magic is,
by the decree of the Order of Witch-Hunters, illegal. Even to be found to
possess it, or thought to possess it will put one at great risk. To actually
use it is risky indeed. The Order use it for their own ends, of course. They
need healers, and often turn a blind eye to the local wise man or wisewoman,
just so long as they heal and provide medicines, warn about storms and that
sort of thing. Many people who have magic either don’t realise that is what it
is, or if they do they hide it. Perhaps they are a little faster, a little
luckier, or an excellent blacksmith. Perhaps they are the local midwife who
never loses a babe…. But the Order make the law, uphold the law and interpret
the law so often such people end up imprisoned or dead.
Why are
elves enslaved? Because, so it’s said, elves brought the Plague many centuries
ago. Elves are all thieves, diseased, wicked, impure. All that sort of thing.
How
did you end up on this adventure?
I fled the
house of my Keeper, Lord Joset. I won’t go into detail why but I’d have died if
I’d stayed. I ran into Witch-Hunters, someone betrayed me from a village I
helped. Lord Archos rescued me from the dungeon. Then we went to find some lost
elves – stolen by Slavers from a local elven village. Lord Archos is kind to
the Elfkind – and this village was at the edges of his land, although some
distance away from Harkenen, where we live.
The
Adventure of the Shining Citadel came about after this – we originally set out
to find a missing heirloom of an elfwoman who came to ask for help. It turned
out to be a good deal more complicated and dangerous; there were missing rings,
monsters who shouldn’t exist in this Realm, a lost elven city, ancient magic, a
daring rescue, lies, intrigue, revenge and an…enjoyable encounter with an
elemental. But you’ll have to read our adventure and learn more.
Dii
appears in:
The
Light Beyond the Storm Chronicles – Book I.
The
Shining Citadel – The Light Beyond the Storm Chronicles Book II
The
Stolen Tower – The Light Beyond the Storm Chronicles Book III (briefly).
From
the Shining Citadel
“Sit, Dii’Athella. Do not be afraid of
me.” The troll woman motioned her to a seat at the round table. As she rose
stiffly from her own seat and pulled the shawl around her, Kherak continued,
“Now I wished to see you in the flesh, for I have seen you before, in the
crystals and the fire.
“You bring the light, yet your life has
been so full of darkness, poor child. I can sense it within you, but you have a
great deal of magic in you also, for she who lived in slavery is more, so much
more.”
Not knowing what to say, and feeling a
measure of the shame she still carried from her past life, Dii said nothing.
The Shaman smiled, returning to her seat. Once more, Dii noticed the stiffness
and fatigue the woman seemed to bear.
“You are in pain, my lady Shaman? I would
offer you healing if you would not be offended,” Dii asked. As a kind soul, and
wanting to change the subject, it seemed appropriate to ask about the woman's
health.
“It is old age, my dear, nothing more. I
doubt you can heal that. My daughter has some measure of healing, but it is
kind of you to offer. Why would such offend me?”
Awkwardly searching around for something
to say, Dii remembered the egg. “I bring you a gift, my lady, for I am informed
that is the custom. I hope it is appropriate, please forgive my ignorance if
not.”
The Shaman chuckled. “Has that husband of
yours not been teaching you trollish ways? But, my dear, I see he has. That is
a fine gift indeed.” Carefully she flipped open the top, delighted to hear the
trilling song of the tiny bird. “You chose this? It is perfect, our favoured
goddess would most certainly approve of the bird you bring to our settlement.”
The young mage smiled happily, glad to
have pleased the Shaman. “Oh yes, my lady, it was in our workshop. I think it
is delightful. Archos said you would approve, but I am just learning of your
ways and sometimes, I think he says things merely to please me.”
Once more, the Shaman chuckled. “Oh yes,
men tend to do that, my dear. Now, how should I repay you for such a wonder?”
“Lady, it is a gift, it needs no
repayment,” Dii said.
“It is not fair that you leave with
nothing, Lady of the Light. May I see the amber ring you carry?” Kherak held
out her hand.
Dii paused for a moment, slightly
perturbed by the abrupt change of subject, but lifted the ring on its chain
from around her neck. Spinning slightly, it cast a pale orange light upon the
Opal, which hummed and floated closer. The Shaman raised an eyebrow, seeing the
Power the item held. Gently, she reached out and took Dii's other hand,
wrapping it carefully around the ring.
“Keep that safe, it is more than mere
ring. There is so much which is not as it appears.” Kherak smiled, trying to
reassure when she saw the young elf’s confusion and fear.
The Arcane Opal began to glow, its faint
mist spiralling around them. Dii tried to touch it, fascinated, and slowly it
floated towards the Shaman holding her hand to it.
“Take comfort in who you are, who you
have always been, and who you will be. Keep he you love safe, for he has the
Power to walk the dangerous paths which lie before you, but you must bring him
guidance for the fight is so much greater than one. He must return to the light
and with it.” Kherak’s voice was low and steady.
Dii looked at her and whispered, “I do
not understand, my lady.”
The Shaman smiled and stroked her cheek.
“You will, my pretty child. Remember my words and keep Archos close to you, for
you are his light. You are stronger than you think and all of you will need
that strength.”
Walking to the shelves, she searched for
a while before selecting something from the dark shadows at the back. “You have
brought to me much that is valuable, and offered kindness to a stranger with no
expectation of reward. For you sought to offer healing and offered the gift
freely. That is rare, for you would have given such with no advice returned to
you nor none expected. I wish for you to receive a gift.”
Kherak held out a magic Mirror, a pretty
silver-framed item backed in tortoiseshell. “It is a Mirror of Truth. Revealing
what is truly there, not merely what appears to be. Sometimes it is just a
looking glass, yet in the hands of one such as you, it holds Power. Care for it
and it will repay that care.”
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British-born A. L. Butcher is an avid reader and creator of worlds, a
poet, and a dreamer, a lover of science, natural history, history, and monkeys.
Her prose has been described as ‘dark and gritty’ and her poetry as
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that might have been, never were, but could be.
Alex is the author of the Light Beyond
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fantasy series. She also has several short stories in the fantasy, fantasy
romance genres with occasional forays into gothic style horror, including the Legacy
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