This story was written years ago when I was still gaming in Everquest 1. Some names have been updated to use the new world I created, Tiaera.

Saphyre stood next to her young daughter at Prophet's Point, a favorite fishing spot near Rhinestone Port. The mother did her best to help her little one to fish. Zaphyre was very young, not more than about five years old by human standards. This was supposed to be a pleasant evening, a nice evening for the two to share together. At least, this is how it started.

"You shall not join Darkmoon and that is settled!! I went all the way to the dark kingdom just to be with you when you were a baby and wrestled with our dark lord to send us back to Tiaera together. Had the Dark Father, Ludovique, not found me so amusing we would still be back there with his minions in darkness. We are here now and here is where we will stay, ma petite. Is that clear?"

"Maman! Ye cannot treat me like a baby forever! I am growing up now and I would be a cleric! I want to be like uncle Saver, brave and powerful!"

"NON!"

"OUI!"

"NAY!"

"AYE!"

SPLASH!!! Saphyre suddenly pushed her defiant child into the water. Zaphyre felt the cold water all around her as she rose to the surface. A surprised halfling swam about observing the dark elf girl treading water. What was going on here? A young dark elf female was in the water with him but an elder female was ashore close by. Dare he try anything? The deputy bided his time to determine his next move.

Saphyre cackled like a witch. Her lovely smile took on an impish grin as she watched her daughter come up for air. Crossing her arms, the enchantress mother continued, "Thou art very young, mon enfant. Even I was restricted when I was thy age. I was not even allowed to leave Espion when I lived here under the protection of Keiote, my father, and Darkmoon. Aye, I was defiant as thou art now and things have not changed. Learn to cook... learn to fish... become a good wife and baker if thee wishes. Become ANYTHING but Darkmoon!! Darkmoon is an army and my daughter shall not serve and die like her father and I did. Thy father is gone. FOREVER!! It shall not happen to you or me again if I can help it. Understood?!!"

Zaphyre spat out water and swam to the edge. "By all that is dark and hallowed, I will be.... " Zaphyre could not finish her vow. Her mouth was smartly slapped by a flying fish. Indignantly, Zaphyre growled like a wolf and began pulling herself up out of the water. Her eyes lit up with a fury that made Saphyre proud. Those were the eyes of Lamhantar. Zaphyre had her beloved's eyes and it pleased the enchantress well to see them spark with defiance and hate. Saphyre smiled at Zaphyre then reached for another fish.