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capitulo 003--o encontro com Thorme
- fala
°*ação
{} pensamento
×voz de alfa assustada/raivosa×
|•voz de ômega assustada/raivosa•|
~sussurro~
~ gemido
v-voz fraca
criadora
- obrigada por não desistirem de mim, desculpa por não postar capitulo ontem! hoje vou postar 2 para não ficarem tristes!
-que comecem os capítulos!
narradora
- Lyssandra, Aelarion e Lydia saíram da caverna na noite seguinte, rumo a Velmor, o vilarejo escondido entre estrelas e névoas. a luz prateada da lua guiando seus passos.
narradora
- eles atravessam a floresta sem muita dificuldade, passando por florestas lindas e riachos cristalinos.
narradora
- logo, eles chegam a entrada de Velmor, e não são impedidos de entrar
narradora
- como se, por destino, já sabiam oq os 3 procuravam em seu vilarejo.
Aelarion
- estranho..
°*murmura enquanto caminhava pelas ruas, levando a Lyssandra em suas costas*°
narradora
- logo, eles chegaram a maior casa do vilarejo, a biblioteca.
narradora
- quando entraram, foram recebidos por uma luz estelar linda
Lydia
- venham, jovens, temos que seguir as estrelas até Thorme
°*fala enquanto caminha, seguindo as estrelas calmamente*°
Aelarion
°*ele segue a Lydia, segurando Lyssandra nas costas para a proteger*°
narradora
- ao chegarem em uma área específica da biblioteca, encontram um elfo.. Thorme
Lydia
°*se curva e fala com a voz sonhadora*°
- saudações senhor Thorme, continua bem preservado e belo como sempre
Thorme
- é sempre bom revela, lady Lydia, sempre é tão gentil
°*Thorme fala com a voz calma e doce, antes de olhar para Aelarion e Lyssandra*°
- e quem são esses jovens que vieram com você?
Lydia
- esses dois são Lyssandra e Aelarion Eldarion, feiticeiros exilados que querem a paz e negaram a guerra, e estão atrás de Elyria
Thorme
- oh.. eu entendo, jovens com sonhos tão benevolentes é raro de se encontrar em meio a essa guerra sem fim
Aelarion
- senhor Thorme, nós precisamos do primeiro artefato para podermos levantar Elyria, nós queremos fazer uma escola lá e tentar fazer essa guerra parar
Thorme
- seus desejos são puros, jovens, mas temos que ver se suas almas são puras para conseguir o primeiro artefato
Lyssandra
- saber se as almas são puras?
Thorme
- atravéz do espelho da sabedoria, por lá veremos se suas almas são tão puras quanto seus sonhos
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Thorme
nome: Thorme
idade: 2.999.999.999.999 (quase 3 trilhões de anos)
Parente mais próximo: não tem
segundo gênero: ômega dominante
tipo de magia: estelar
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