It begins...

Some months have passed and while I am still working on my 2D skills I have had to take a break from the level I was creating. This is due to a house move and various other projects I have been working on. Let's now delve into the story of Omni.

For she was born on a cold March morning, inside the little hut belonging to her warrior father Lenwë, her parents were bursting with love for the little bundle and vowed to protect her from harm no matter what the cost. For these were unnerving times in the Elven Realm, the dark form they had always had an agreement with was restless. It had become hungry and began devastating the small farm villages to the north of their town. Putting these thoughts aside Lenwë stared down at his daughter, he could have sworn he saw a faint arc shape glow just for a fraction of a second on her forehead, and then it was gone. Shaking his head, he looked up at Gwenyth who was watching him closely, he smiled at her, that beaming smile that brought warmth to their tiny dwelling. The fire crackled slightly on into the night, gentle apple wood smoke floated on the breeze and into the forbidden woods where the trees were listening.