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Author's Notes: I played an RPG called Realm of the Crystal Dragon for a long time, and one day I decided to write an RP story for my character, Blitz Tibbs (formerly Blitz Icestorm). There are a couple of things that require mentioning, however, in order for you to understand the story. Some of the religions of the realm, namely.

Nuada- religion of life
Durak- religion of death
Pilar- religion of luck
Korm- religion of disease

And now that I've mentioned those... onto the story!!

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Blitz's Story
Written by Asamoya Kirameki

Juanita Icestorm held her second baby, an exquisite thing with hair so thin and light that it looked like she had no hair at all, and big blue eyes that already looked at the world as if she understood it. Fintan, her older brother of two years, stood over his mother and gloated over his new sister.

Joseph Icestorm, her father, glowed with pride. He gently took the baby from her mother and placed her by the shrines of the two parent's separate gods. By the name of Pilar, he blessed her with luck that would rest with her for eternity, and then her mother blessed her baby with the spirit of Nuada, so that she would always find comfort in life, and perhaps someday spread Nuada's gift.

Then, taking some holy water from a spring, Joseph poured it over the baby's head, and gave her the name of Blitz Icestorm.

Her early childhood years were happy. She lived in a pine grove at the edge of a forest, not too far away from a small town. Her father was an adventurer, picking up a living where he could find one, and her mother was a housewife who took all her pride in giving her children and home the utmost care.

In this atmosphere she again spread her god's gift by having her third child, Alphonsus Icestorm. Though she was only two years old, Blitz knew enough to love her new baby brother.

Alphonsus was a favorite with everyone, but none found more favor with him than Blitz herself. As she started spending more time playing with her little brother, Fintan grew jealous. Even at five, Fintan believed that Blitz loved Alphonsus better than him, and so the first spark in the fire of hatred took flame.

Fintan began to go to school, and as the years passed, grew more and more seperate from his family. His bitter hatred towards them, and to Blitz and Alphonsus especially, grew instead of dimished over time, and Blitz noticed a dark fire in his eyes that had not been there before. He went around as one posessed. Blitz began to fear Fintan, as did her whole family.

Then, at eight years old, Blitz knew her first tragedy. Fintan disappeared, without a note or a sign and without even taking his things. Later they were to find out that Fintan had run away with his best friend Clifton, hitched a ride with a passing peddler's cart, and hadn't been heard from since.

The tragedy caused a great change in Blitz. Even six-year-old Alphonsus noticed it. She did everything that she had used to do, but something in her manner was different. Only Blitz herself knew that the change was because she was convinced that it was her fault that Fintan had run away. She knew that Fintan had hated her because she loved Alphonsus, and she was sure that it was this hatred that had caused him to run away.

As years passed by and Blitz grew older, she did not forget what she had done to Fintan. She grew hard and bitter towards her family, and in school she began to drift away from her closest friends. It was then that she met Corrinne.

Corrinne was Clifton's younger sister of three years, making her a year younger than Blitz. Corrinne, of everyone in school, was the only girl who really understood what Blitz was going through. They instantly became good friends.

Over a year, Corrinne had much influence on Blitz. Corrinne was a dark person, mysteriously secretive even around her best friend. Blitz was so determined to find out what Corrinne was hiding that she joined Corrinne's club, which was labeled all over school as "Durak's Club" and not highly thought of by anyone.

From the start the rituals, the practices and the followings of the club affected Blitz's scarred soul. She stopped talking to her family altogether, and her parents despaired over her. She tore the family apart. Whenever her father was home he raged until he made even Blitz fear him, her mother cried over both Blitz and Fintan at least once a day, and Alphonsus naturally became unhappy in such an unhappy, hate-filled home.

Blitz followed Corrinne in whatever she did, even her twice daily prayers to Durak, which was breaking a very sacred rule in Blitz's home. Her parents began to see in her eyes what they had seen in Fintan's before he left home. None of Juanita and Joseph's friends could give them advice, not even Corrinne's parents, who were in as much despair as the Icestorms.

Then Corrinne asked Blitz to run away with her. Blitz said yes, and they left that very minute, walking out of town to try and get a ride. They hitched a ride with a merchant's cart that was going far away, and left the little town where they had grown up.

Though Blitz was only twelve and Corrinne eleven, the two got on fairly well. They worked their way across the country, making enough money to eat every day, and at night they found the warmest spot they could to cuddle up in. It was a hard life, and it took its toll on Blitz, who had not been a strong girl even back in her real home.

Then the hard life finally caught up to her. One day when she was working in the fields, Blitz passed out. When she came to, she was in a strange house with strange faces, and Corrinne was gone.

In that house she lived for several years. As time passed, the darkness that Corrinne had instilled gradually faded away, though the remembrance of Fintan still left a scar on her soul. She became almost as free as she had been as a small girl before Alphonsus came.

During this time she befriended Rhondalee, a small, red-headed pixie whose only pleasure was helping other people. She, too, had much influence on Blitz, and helped her see that Corrinne's ways were not the only ways to live life.

Even with all this, there was still a hole in Blitz's soul, and as time passed, she figured out what was causing it. She had left her parents and brother without telling them where she was going, and she was pretty sure that she had broken her parents' hearts. She wanted to get in touch with them, let them know that she was all right, and so she talked to her new guardians about it and they said that they would send for her parents.

A few days after this, a messanger was sent, instructed to find Joseph and Juanita Icestorm and bring them to the place where Blitz now was. Rhondalee was excited, too, and told Blitz that when her parents came, she wanted to see them.

Months later, Blitz was running outside in the meadow when she saw three figures coming up the road. One was the messanger they had sent. The other two...

Blitz stared. They couldn't be her parents! Not these two weak, saddened, old people! Then Blitz's heart broke. What had she done to them?

She flew across the meadow and down the road. She landed, and her parents looked at each other, then back at her. She ran to them, hugged them, and started crying.

"Mamma, poppa, I'm so sorry!" she sobbed. Her parents comforted her, as they had all those years ago, and she cried even harder.

When her tears were drained, she got between the two, put her arms around them, and led them to the place where she had stayed for three years. They went to the meadow together, just the three of them, and they had a long talk to update each other on all the things that had happened over the years.

First Blitz told them the story of what had happened to her when she'd left home. Her parents nodded at the appropriate intervals, and when she had done, her parents looked at each other.

"I suppose we might as well tell her," Juanita said to Joseph. Joseph sighed, rubbed his head, then looked up at Blitz.

"As your mother said," Joseph said. "I guess you're wondering why Alphonsus didn't come with us." Blitz nodded. "He would have, only he's gone."

"Alphonsus... gone!" Blitz exclaimed.

"He was born like your father. Too much so," her mother said sadly. "He has always had an adventurous spirit, and he was too young to remember Fintan very well. He remembers you, but the sting has gone out of those memories for him. He wanted a chance to explore the world, to see new places and have adventures. So we let him go. It was just as well." Her mother bit her lip. Blitz recognized that sign. It was her mother's way of trying to hold back her tears.

"I never meant to hurt you, but after Fintan had gone, I was so vulnerable that Corrinne posessed me. Then she didn't even bother to stick around when I fainted on the fields. She wasn't really worth it anyway." Blitz's voice broke, and she threw her arms around her parents.

"Please tell me you forgive me. Please!" Blitz begged.

"We do," her mother and father said in unison. They meant it. Blitz could always tell when her parents meant what they said.

Blitz started crying again, happy tears this time, making her mother break down as well. When they had finally dried their tears, they went back to the house, where Blitz's guardians had prepared lunch. The two couples got to know each other, but Blitz paid no attention to them. Now that her parents had forgiven her, it was time to find Alphonsus and tell him she was sorry. But where was he? Her parents told her he'd gone exploring. Who knew if she'd ever see him again?

At that Blitz's soul became hard again. She was sure that until she found Alphonsus, she would never be the carefree girl that she had been once before. Her soul still held the things that she had done to Alphonsus. At once she felt closed off from the world. She knew what she had to do.

The next morning Blitz bid her final farewell to her parents, shedding many tears. She would probably never see them again, and she felt such love for them that it was breaking her heart all over again to be separated from them. She also bid Rhondalee a sad farewell, and saw Rhondalee cry for the first time. How could she leave them all? But when she remembered her reason for leaving, she was set on it.

She packed up everything she owned, a bit of food and water and all her money, and she said goodbye one more time. Then she was gone, walking towards her new life.

Her goal was to find Alphonsus. She wanted to apologize, to hear him tell her she forgave him. Her soul would find no complete rest until she heard those words. So she started on her long journey.

She walked, worked and slept for a year. In that year all the bitterness she had felt before resurfaced, and the good work from the years at her old guardians' house was erased. The glow in her eyes returned for the first time in a long time, and her spirit was full of fire.

Blitz came to a place called Dragon Heart, and there she stayed for a few months under a new name. Her darkness posessed her so much that she was eventually banished from Dragon Heart forever. Dejected, alone and full of anger, she set off again to try and find her true calling.

Then she came to a town called Shiva, in the continent of Crystal Dragon. She explored, and in her travelings came upon a young gnome named Raditz. She recognized him from Dragon Heart, though he as well had taken a different name when he was there.

A strong bond formed between them, and with this bond and the help of the other residents of Shiva, Blitz started to flourish. She learned the ropes of the town and began to earn money and gain power and strength.

All this was still not enough to rid Blitz's soul of the tragedy of Fintan's disappearance. The darkness inside her began to crave something to let it show forth, and this was when she learned about the disease-ridden religion of Korm.

It appealed to her immediately. As soon as she could, she joined the powers of Disease, and the darkness in her was calmed. She was free to live life again.

Blitz and Raditz were soon joined in marriage, and Blitz was happier than she could ever remember being. Still something was missing from the equation, and Blitz was soon to learn what it was.

Walking down the streets of Shiva one day, Blitz came across a gargoyle male who looked not much older than she. Though she was a mistress of Korm, Blitz felt oddly compelled to help the man, who was badly wounded and bleeding.

She went up to him, put her arm around his shoulders, and helped him to the healer's not far away. As the healer tried to tend his wounds, Blitz looked down into his face. As she looked at him, he opened his eyes and gave her a little smile. There was something so familiar about those eyes... and then all at once it hit her.

"Fintan!" Blitz cried, throwing her arms around the gargoyle. He widened his eyes in surprise.

"Blitz?" he said in a low voice. "Is it really you? You look so... different."

"Fintan, what's happened to you?" Blitz loosened her grip on him and stared at his wounds, which were not getting any better despite the healer's best efforts.

"I was... battling a monster," Fintan gasped. "I barely managed to get away. Shiva was close by, so I came here, hoping that someone could heal me."

"Oh, Fintan... I don't think the healer is going to be able to cure you. That must have been some monster."

"It was," Fintan said. "But, Blitz... I've been wanting to tell you all these years how sorry I am..."

"But Fintan, I was the one who drove you away from home! I always did pay more attention to Alphonsus..."

"That had nothing to do with my running away," Fintan said, a bead of sweat running down his face. "Clifton had me bewitched, and I thought I had to do everything he said. When he asked me to run away, I complied. It didn't take me long to realize my mistake. I thought that if I came back you would disown me, so I never tried to get in touch with you. I couldn't face you. But Blitz... I'm so glad I found you..."

"Oh, Fintan! You were a silly, foolish boy. Why would Mother and Father ever disown you? They would have forgiven you, just as I have."

"You have? Oh, I can't tell you what that means to me, Blitz. All these years I've been believing that you hated me... you never wanted to see me again... I'm glad I've found out it's not true." He gasped for breath and lay back on the pillows.

"So how has your life gone, Blitz?" Fintan asked. He gave the biggest smile he could manage. "Have you done all right without me?"

"Well, you could say that," Blitz said, chuckling. "I'm married now... his name is Raditz... and I've never been happier than I am in Shiva. I only wish you could stay here but I'm afraid that your wounds are too deeply inflicted for the healer to fix. She can give you something to take away the pain, though."

"That's good. I hope you'll always be happy. So how are Mamma and Poppa? What about Alphonsus?"

"Mamma and Poppa have grown old... but I haven't seen them in two years. I'll likely never see them again. As for Alphonsus, he went away to be an explorer like Poppa and he hasn't been seen or heard from by any of us since. Actually, the original reason why I came this way was to find Alphonsus."

"That's too bad. I always wonder what's happened to my little brother..." he suddenly coughed. Blitz placed her hand on his.

"Brother, I just want you to know that I love you and I forgive you for anything you've ever done," Blitz choked out. She wanted to cry, but didn't want to do it in front of Fintan.

"Same back... to you," Fintan gasped. His breath was coming shorter, and Blitz squeezed his hand. Suddenly his body went limp, his eyes closed, and he gave a slight smile. Fintan was dead.

Blitz got up and left the healers, full of both sadness because Fintan was dead and an odd feeling of rejuvenation. The darkness in her soul was now gone for good. Suddenly the call of Korm no longer thrilled her soul. Blitz knew that it was time for a complete change.

The spirit of Nuada that had filled her mother's heart suddenly filled hers in the same way. She knew that Nuada, and not Korm, was her one true calling, and that she would follow Nuada's way for a lifetime.

The change of religions was made, not without its own struggles, but this time it was a struggle that Blitz could handle.

Blitz eventually became High Priestess of Nuada, and further spread Nuada's gift with the birth of her three children, Damean, Cassidy and Rachel. She never, however, quite gave up hope that she would find her brother Alphonsus. To this day she continues to search for him.