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Strange New World [Ch2]
Published Apr 5, 2010


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Here's chapter two of Strange New World, which follows the elf Thelisus as he attempts to adapt to a new world after waking up in it. All he remembered was that his people had been destroyed. So far he has befriended two people by the names of Hal Breckenridge and Rhoda Bagley, but he hasn't a clue how to make any sort of living. Let's hope he'll learn soon, because he has no great surplus of money!

Thanks to everyone who read, rated, and commented on the story last time! :D I didn't expect it to get so popular!

Here's chapter two of Strange New World, which follows the elf Thelisus as he attempts to adapt to a new world after waking up in it. All he remembered was that his people had been destroyed. So far he has befriended two people by the names of Hal Breckenridge and Rhoda Bagley, but he hasn't a clue how to make any sort of living. Let's hope he'll learn soon, because he has no great surplus of money!

Thanks to everyone who read, rated, and commented on the story last time! :D I didn't expect it to get so popular!
Once again, Thelisus was up early. Today he decided to go and catch some more fish, since it was a sure source of income, even if it was a small one. The rising sun cast a pink light over the world, and Thelisus was comforted. As long as the sun still rose, things couldn't go too wrong. It was later in the morning when Thelisus got a pleasant surprise: his fishing skills had moved out of the realm of anchovies and into that of catfish. After catching a few, he set off, enjoying the sun on his back and wondering if he could catch anything else that might earn him a living. What a wonderful town this was! Less than an hour after his success with catfish, Thelisus came across some beautiful golden butterflies, and was able to catch one. Perhaps he could donate it to the scientific buildings; passing them on his way to the fishing pools, he had seen a notice asking for the donation of insects. It occured to him that they might kiill it, however, and he began to wonder if it might do better as a house pet. Maybe a friend for Magisto? As was to be expected, the resources of the land were limited, and Thelisus soon found his luck had run out. He might be able to make $100 if he sold everything he'd gathered today, including his butterfly. And he wasn't about to sell it, not since he had named it. Junestra was such a nice name! But at the same time, he knew he ought to stop being a sap and start learning how to look after himself.

The person that struck him most profoundly as knowing how to take care of herself was Rhoda Bagley. So without further delay, he went to visit her.
Thelisus approached the house, although he had to overcome a small spurt of panic when he saw one of the metal contraptions. He had learned that they weren't alive, though it didn't make him any less nervous around them.
Thelisus approached the door and knocked on it, waiting patiently and hoping it was Rhoda who answered. He tended to grow awkward with strangers; Rhoda had been a special case in which he had somehow escaped this, but Hal had not. Thankfully, it was indeed Rhoda who answered. She invited Thelisus inside, and he followed, hiding his trepidation. Once they were in the house, she quickly struck up a conversation with him. He distracted himself with it, and his nervousness trickled away. Just in case, Thelisus asked if Rhoda was the only one home.

"No, Ma's here too," she replied, not seeming entirely happy about it. "But she's napping right now. She shouldn't bother us."

Thelisus observed uneasily, "You say that as if you would expect her to."
Rhoda brushed it off. "She can be that way sometimes. She's a bit of a snob, but she isn't going to chase you out with a broom."

Thelisus laughed. "That is good to know." How easy it was to speak with her! He decided to ask the question he'd come to ask: "By the by, how might I get a source of constant income? Ever since I got here I have not had much luck in the way of wealth."
"Then get a job, dummy," Rhoda teased. "In fact, I know that the Warehouse Corps are looking for applicants, if you know what I mean." She winked. "In fact, I'm a bagwoman. But don't let the news get out in the open!"

Thelisus paused. "You're... a criminal?"
Shock quickly turned to anger. "I trusted you!"

Rhoda looked affronted. "Cool it! If you're so poor, your stuff probably isn't worth stealing anyways! And who are you to look at me all weird, elven boy? You say you washed up on the shore one day, your village got destroyed, you have pointed ears, and looking at your eyes, you shouldn't even be able to see!"
Thelisus paused. He felt he had just lost a friend. "Rhoda, wait, perhaps we can--"

"Come to an agreement?" she snapped. "Fat chance, freak." After saying this, she kept walking away. Thelisus shook his head. That was probably his cue to leave.
Thelisus paused under the tree outside the house. He wondered whether or not he had made the right choice. He knew now to be cautious around Rhoda; she had shown herself to be hot-headed. But would it have been better if he had said nothing at all? Or had he gotten her thinking, wondering to herself whether being a criminal was really the right path to take? Perhaps her anger was due to confusion or guilt. Thelisus hoped so, because he honestly believed she was a good person. After wandering for a while, unsure of what to do, Thelisus realized Rhoda had still given him good advice, despite the fight they had gotten into afterwards. He needed a job. After looking in the paper that was dropped by his house every day, he saw that he could get a job doing just that: putting papers at people's houses. He went to go apply, and was accepted, despite his apparent oddness. Thelisus was heading home to feed Magisto when he felt an odd tugging sensation. It wasn't physical, as if someone actually pulled his arm, but rather mental, as if there was something he had forgotten but couldn't remember. He kept walking, but after a moment, he turned to look to his side, on an impulse.

He couldn't believe what he saw.
It was another elf. Of the Riverkin clan. He didn't need to ask her to know that she was of his people; it was an innate sense, one that he had been born with, and probably the one that had led him to notice her. He approached, but a sudden flashback took him. The Dragoneye clan attacking, running, pushing her, her betrayed expression, the pain, for it had been the only way she might live, then being pushed himself by his uncle, and feeling that same pain, even though he knew it was to save him-- His uncle. Her father.

"Afaithe." His cousin had survived.
To Be Continued...

Much of Afaithe's clothing, her makeup, her hair, everything's custom content, so thank you to all the respective creators. Thanks again to the creators of Thel's custom content, too. I know, I know, so much for untarnished Riverview, right? Well, as I said, it's got legacy elements, but that doesn't mean I can't take creative license! :P
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martoeleApr 3, 2012

See if it works...

taxa08Apr 1, 2012

:P

runesong54Apr 17, 2010

Really enjoying this story...got hooked in chapter one when he couldn't communicate with the mailbox or his fish.

MangioApr 7, 2010

i couldnt believe Rhonda was that kind of girl... im glad Thelisus now has a mate. im glad someone survived \:wub\: i hope he finds more lingering around town... Afaithe is such a pretty girl \:rah\: cant wait for more \:\) i like how you've used human obervations of these elves.

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