<div class="floatleft">(http://www.artrenewal.org/artwork/389/7389/41014/Gurney_WaterfallCityAftLight-large.jpg)</div>Fayedge was no more. With its strong walls and ancient knowledges, citizens had felt they were safe from attacks. Safe from what they considered to be the barbarians coming from the east. They'd be no match against the trained guards and the sage strategists being trained by the elders for many decades, knowledge being passed on from generation to generation.<br/><br/>Worried yet trusting it was the only way of survival, the beautiful princess left the safety of the secret passage.<div class="floatright">(http://data.whicdn.com/images/90782808/original.jpg)</div>They had been mistaken, direly so. Their defenses had been breached and the walls had been destroyed. Fire took over, as well as chaos and fear. The guards and the strategy were no match to a style of combat completely different from the one the city had been used to. Knowledge and wisdom had been the civilization's strong traits, and they had deluded themselves into believing it would be enough to keep themselves protected.<br/><br/>The king had been slayed, his head sliced from his body and paraded across the once beautiful roads of Fayedge. The royal family being torture and raped, nothing would be left but ashes and corpses, and those who survived would be reduced to slavery.<br/><br/>One young woman rushed across hidden corridors, guided by her loyal handmaidens. She couldn't help but whimper, those wide, blue eyes filled with tears for her family, her subjects and her city. She had been happy, truly happy within the walls of her castle, within the enclave of books and tutors who had guided her into becoming a bright young woman, adept in the ways of magic. Few people in these lands could claim they could comprehend or invoke the ancient powers to the point that it seemed like a silly myth than a possibility, and yet Princess Larissa had managed to, through intense training and studying, channel her god given gift. She had soon discovered her powers were closely related to healing the wounded and helping the sick recover from their illnesses,and as soon as her people found out their king's only daughter possessed such a gift, they had knocked at the castle's doors, begging and pleading to be aided by Larissa.<br/><br/>Sweet and caring, the young princess had complied. It all seemed like a summer dream to the brown haired beauty, as she rushed towards safety. She loathed herself for abandoning her people, and yet suffering and death were the only possible outcomes if she decided to stay behind. And so she continued to rush, her light blue robes sticking to her slender, perky figure, almost tripping more than once before Asha, her most trusted handmaiden, opened a hidden wall in the wall and helped her slip out.<br/><br/>"We should be as far away as possible from the battle now, your highness... We must continue to run now, try and leave the city... it's the only way to keep you safe"<br/>