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Anuella has a minion!

Lilipea the Small Inanimate Blob




Anuella
Legacy Name: Anuella


The Nightmare Sheeta
Owner: Pluma

Age: 12 years, 5 months, 5 days

Born: October 23rd, 2011

Adopted: 12 years, 5 months, 5 days ago

Adopted: October 23rd, 2011

Statistics


  • Level: 102
     
  • Strength: 92
     
  • Defense: 31
     
  • Speed: 30
     
  • Health: 32
     
  • HP: 32/32
     
  • Intelligence: 144
     
  • Books Read: 139
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Head of Adoptions


I hazarded a glance backward and saw a girl staring in return. Her eyes were questioning, somewhat frightened, and she wore a slight frown, though whether it was from disapproval or worry wasn't so apparent. She made slight nor sound toward me, and her face remained unchanged, so in the absence of words, I turned and continued on my way. I didn't look again; not because I knew she would still be there, but because I knew she wouldn't. The pain of putting distance between the two of us was minimal. Every step further north felt like ascendance.

Goodbye, Elise.


"Will you wake her?"

I sighed, watching Selva float in and out of my peripheral vision. Truth be told, I hadn't left my home in what must have been days. My studies were culminating and I'd been nothing but buried as of late. "Take a moment," he urged, appearing at my side. Refusing his guidance was nearly an impossible feat. He knew this and played to it well.

"I suppose now is as good a time as any." This seemed to placate him and he strode from me, glowing as he went. Selva had not always been present in my life, but his arrival just a short time ago had been most welcome. He was powerful, much more so than I, and yet I felt incredibly at ease in his presence. He could be anywhere else but chose to visit me often. Most striking of all the admirable traits he expressed was his humbleness, and I did my best to learn from it.

Scraping my hair back into a rough tail, I squared my shoulders and stood. I wasted a few minutes tidying the area before taking the stairs down into a lower room, one that I used for my more... ambitious crafting. Candles lining the walls were lit at the snap of my fingers, illuminating surfaces covered in papers and phials and ingredients from far away places. One table was completely engulfed by textiles and metal trinkets while various hides and animal bones clung to a rack in the far corner. A shelf at the back of the room boasted my collection of tomes and journals, some obtained in my early youth and others self-authored and inspired by my own discoveries. This was a mere washroom compared to the incredible laboratory I had grown up in. But I adored its homey feel and that it was all my own.

I stepped to a small work space on the left side of the room and removed the protective cover that lay draped over my latest doll. She gazed up at the ceiling, but without eyes I could not say that she was able to see. Her face was round and soft, and her entirety shone red and orange, the colors of flame. I had given her a striped lilac cap in the shape of forward-facing horns and adorned them with obsidian to protect her from harm. She was perfect in every way, with the exception of exceptional eyes. Reluctantly I reached into my breast pocket and retrieved the very first Fire Stone that I had ever created. I kept it close to my heart, kept it safe and warm. And now...

With some effort, I harnessed my magic to break the stone in two. The separate pieces hummed with power, but one would not be as effective without the other. I looked down upon the doll and touched her forehead gently, slowly imbuing her with life. A small cry escaped her lips; the obsidian adorning her body gleamed momentarily with the magic that flowed. A sudden wave of doubt rolled into me before I could stop it, but, shaking it off, I continued. "She must be born," Selva had said. He had no powers of foresight, at least none that I'd known of, but his insistence was enough. From that moment on I'd been enthralled with her creation. So why had I hesitated?

Yes, it was the very first stone I'd ever made, but also the very last I would ever own. In producing Eyes of Flame, one in possession of them became possessed themselves. The potential to do great, yet monstrous things would be too difficult to resist. My ambitions were once to only use them for good... until I, too, had been utterly consumed.

Selva, my only caller after all these years, had saved me. Rescued me from the fate that had befallen many others, the one that had taken my mother and made her mankind's darkest overlord and Fa'Diel's greatest enemy. "We all enter this world with darkness in our hearts," I remember him saying while calming me after an incomprehensible and uncharacteristic rage. "But an Eye of Flame only serves to create more darkness that will inevitably engulf all of our light."

Therefore...

"Awaken, child," I purred. Into the empty eye slots I placed each Flame and they gladly accepted their new owner. For a shard of a sliver of a second I faltered, my fingers at the ready to snatch the twin stones back. If only I could feel their otherworldly warmth against my skin once more...

And then she blinked, and the spell was broken forever.

"Hello." This was an unusual way for me to greet a new magical being but I couldn't restrain myself. She didn't have a soul — none of them did — however... the life emanating from her was different from all the rest. I couldn't attribute her strong aura to the precisest of my calculations, the use of the rarest ingredients, or even the most delicate fashioning by my own hand. Although she was merely a vessel, could the power of the Eyes have given her such a unique, humanlike impression?

"All of those things have resulted in this creature's particular existence. Not one is more influential than the other." Long ago I had learned not to be surprised by Selva's sudden appearances. He never really meant to startle, anyhow, and I considered his manifestations a blessing. "But, there is one element you are forgetting, or, rather, may be quite unaware of." Selva often spoke mysteriously but it was hardly irksome. He always gave one the opportunity to see the truth for themselves.

"I spent many moons on her," I answered slowly. "Sometimes I went without food or sleep. Sometimes I dreaded it, other times I found myself in reverie." I turned toward him, bathing in the ethereal golden glow that surrounded his body. The oceans of his eyes washed over me, urging me to expand further, but I could not. I had the definition, just not the word that it was describing.

"It is love," Selva finished, approaching only to kiss me chastely on the cheek before floating toward the ceiling. He said nothing more and merely observed from his perch in the air.

I returned my attention to her then, the little fire guardian that I'd labored over for months. She had begun moving her arms, wiggling her tiny feet, turning her head from side to side. So reminiscent of a human babe, and my heart hitched with joy at the sight. This was love, I finally knew. It was wonderful. I felt... free.

"Hello," I attempted once again. A tiny, breathy gasp escaped her finely stitched mouth. "Will you speak?"

She cried, "Awake!" and sat upright, peering at me, igniting the flames with brilliant curiosity. I felt myself smiling, an action that I had long forgotten how to do. What an amazing phenomenon that could make me remember to do such a simple thing... A fingerless appendage reached so very far to try and grasp at the collar of my robe.

I gestured to myself. "Anuella." Deftly, I picked her up and brought her forehead to mine. The bond was complete and my attachment to the Eyes had been resolutely severed. A final weight was lifted off of the scales of my soul. "It is time," I told her. Selva had gone, but I knew he was listening. "I will teach you about all the wonders of this world."

story by: me; canon references from lom.info; legend of mana belongs to square enix, inc.

Pet Treasure


Haunted Rag Doll

Blue Mushrooms

Demi Dazzling Dust

Enchanting Dust

Fallen Stars

Bottled Lightning

Gold Dust

Bottled Star

Bottled Moon

Shrine of Apollonia

Rainbow Gems

Forgotten Magic

Stone of Elements

Tumbled Citrine

Tumbled Jasper

Tumbled Chalcedony

Tumbled Fluorite

Tumbled Obsidian

Crimson Vibrant Marble

Chocolate Vibrant Marble

Amber Vibrant Marble

Ice Vibrant Marble

Gold Vibrant Marble

Ocean Vibrant Marble

Compressed Sand Stone

Moonstone

Empty Vial

Pumice

Light Arrowhead

Deep Sea Rippled Glass

Fossil

Crystal Shard

Krampus Birch Branches

Gourd Witch Sage Stick

Cave Moss

Mother of Pearl

Petrified Wood

Beryl

Turtle Shell

Vulture Feather

Tiger Bones

Copper

Stone Carving Chisel and Hammer

Flint And Steel

Stretched Sunset Dragon Hide

Dead Leather

Rugged Leather

Volcanic Ash

Black Sand

Iron Ore

Celestium Ore

Moonsteel Alloy

Raw Spinel

Ancient Blue Pot

Ancient Terracotta Pot

Brown Scrap of Fabric

Wooden Mortar and Pestle

Oval Scrying Mirror

Cursed Voodoo Doll

Arid Voodoo Doll

Keiths Cursed Voodoo Doll

Coal Fiend

Strange Animal Figurine

Pink Fairydoll

Knitsy Ann

Pet Friends


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