First off, I do not own, or claim any type of copyright to Dungeons & Dragons; The Forgotten Realms; or anything else to do with Wizards of the Coast.
This story is a complete work of fiction and is for the enjoyment of all who read it.
Second. I would like to thank love2readinOR for doing the initial editing of the story, and Dragonslayer for doing the final editing.
Third. Most of the story deals with how Mystice came to be a slave, and her first encounter with her new master. If all you want is to read the sex scene between her and her new master, then I suggest that you go to near the end of the story for that, as that is where it will be at.
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Eleint 8. 1364
It's the 8th day of Eleint, and the leaves on the trees are now turning a flaming golden-red in color as the trees slowly start to go into their hibernation mode for the upcoming winter.
In one more week Mystice will reach the age where she will be accepted as an adult by not only her own family, but by the elven community that she lives in as well. Perhaps then, they would start to treat her with a little more respect she thought.
Although she is an expert with the longbow and the longssword, Mystice's real talent lay in her ability to create things, things which held a haunting, yet eerie beauty.
Although she tried to please her father, nothing she ever did seemed to be good enough for him. Her father would always find some fault with whatever she did, no matter what it was.
Over the past two decades of her life, Mystice has been working with an older female elf here in the village by the name of Arissa Brightleaf to try to become a master jeweler. Arissa is one of the few elves here in the village that will treat Mystice normally, even though she looked different than all of the other elves in the village.
For you see, Mystice WAS different than any other elf in the village. Yes, she was an elf, but here skin color and eye color were totally unique. Her skin color was pitch white, similar to that of an albino's, although she did not burn when she was in the sun like an albino. Her eyes were solid white as well, not just the whites of her eyes, but the pupils as well. Her hair is a silver-white color and is very long, so long in fact that it falls all the way down to her feet.
On this day, Mystice had just completed a beautiful piece of jewelry for her mother. Her mother's birthday was coming up and this is the present that she was going to give to her.
The necklace was a beautiful piece, made out of Mithral silver and inlaid with thin strips of gold. It was done in an elven tri-point pattern and was set with four gems, one for her mother, one for her father, one for her sister, and the final one for her. These were all set around a large semi-precious aquamarine stone. Each one of the gems set at one of the cardinal points.
Mystice hoped that her father would approve of it, although he usually never approved of anything she did, even if it were something that he had asked her to do personally.
Mystice was also afraid of how her father would react to what she had to ask of him. Before leaving the shop today Arissa had told Mystice that if she wished to continue training under her, that she would have to get her fathers full permission to do so, otherwise, she would have to find someone lese to train her.
Mystice knew how her father would react to this request of hers.
Badly.
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After walking for about ten minutes through the village and looking at the trees and the ever-changing leaves of the trees. She finally walked up to the tree that housed her father's business offices. As she walked up to the front of the tree she could see two guards standing watch outside.
"He must have people inside," she thought to herself. "I'll go in and stay quiet until he is no longer busy with them, then try to speak with him."
She walked up and then past the two guards and into his offices, staying quite and waiting for him to finish. She was nervous, her stomach felt as if it had a swarm of butterflies in it going a mile a minute. She wanted others to be around when she asked him for his permission to continue training under Arissa. Hopefully with others around, he would not over-react to her asking him, although she already knew that even with people around, he probably would.
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Standing in the room were about a dozen or so people. Near the center of the room were four elves, three males and one female. Two of the elves were impossible to miss as they were the largest ones in the room. Both were tall and muscular, one more so than the other, each had long hair, but each was a different color than the other. One had white hair, while the other had flaming red hair. Each had blue eyes that when focused on you could easily command your full attention.
One of the men was her father Seraphine, while the other was her guardian and protector Flame.
Mystice kept quite, waiting near the doorway for her father to deign to acknowledge her presence. The taller of the two men Flame, looked over at her and then smiled, nodding to her. Flame then took a step forward bending over and quietly speaking into Seraphine's ear, making him look up and in the direction of his daughter. A glaring look on his face and in his eyes.
"What do you want, I'm busy," he spat out at her.
"I am sorry for disturbing you father, I was going to wait until you were done, but Sir Flame went and told you that I was waiting here," Mystice said in a gentle and humble tone of voice.
"I SAID, What do you want!" he spat out at her again. The others standing around the room were now looking intently at both her and her father, some even wondering to themselves why she was being treated like this by her own father.
Mystice, still a little nervous stepped forward and walked over to the table, she then took the box containing the necklace out of her cloak and set it down on the table, and then opened it for her father to look at.
"What is this?" he spat.
"It is a necklace that I just finished making today father, I wanted to show it to you and see if you thought mom would like it. I made it for her birthday and just finished it before coming over here."
"So Arissa made this for you then?" he said, no longer looking at the necklace.
"No father, Arissa did not make it for me, as I said, I made it, Arissa only gave me a few pointers on it, she never did any of the actual work on the piece," Mystice said, with a look of pride on her face. "She said, if she did all of the work for me, then I would learn nothing. So, do you think mom will like it?"
"Is that all that you wanted? If so, then leave, I'm busy." he said.
Mystice knew that this was going o be the hard part of what she had to do. But, if she wanted to continue her apprenticeship with Arissa and become a master jeweler, then she had to get her fathers permission.
"No father, I have one other thing that I need to ask of you," she said. This got his attention again and he looked at her.
"Then speak quickly, I said I'm busy," spitting the words out at her.
Mystice curtsied to her father as she had been taught to do and then began to speak again.
"Arissa has told me that if I wish to continue apprenticing with her, that I must have your full permission. I would like to do so father, as I believe I could learn a lot from her," Mystice said in a quite and respectful tone of voice.
