6000 years ago
"Sasha come look" Brimir called.
"What is it now Brimir" his elven familiar asked clearly annoyed with her master.
"Well my little elven princess the results of my test is back and it shows that elves have a massive amount of magical potential…"
"What's your point Brimir" Sasha said cutting Brimir off mid ramble.
"Well what if someday there is a void mage with elven blood running through their veins, how would that affect not only their magical abilities but also the abilities of their familiar" Brimir asked. "Elves can't use your dark magic Brimir" Sasha exclaimed disgusted by the idea. "Not a pure blood no nor one of regular human decent but how about if my line one day mixed with that of an elf's" Brimir said. "For the last time I will never love you Brimir…" Sasha shouted. "Relax I am fully aware that our deal states that I can not force myself upon you" Brimir said trying to calm the temperamental elf down.
"I have been theorizing based off of the magic in your blood, my void and the runes of my familiars.
ᚷᚢᚾᛞᛟᛚᚠ (gundolf) gandalfr becomes ᚷᚨᛏᛟᛗᚦᚢᚱᛁᚠᛊ (gatomthurifs) "gah-tome-thoo-rifs"
ᚹᛁᚾᛞᚨᛚᚠᚱ (windalfr) becomes ᛗᛟᚠᚾᚨᛞᛁᛖᚱ (mofnadier) "moff-nad-eer"
ᛗᛁᛟᛞᚨᛁᛏᚾᛁᚱ (Miodaitnir) Myozunitonirun becomes ᚾᚨᚻᚢᚷᚱᚠᛇlᚷᛃᚨ (nahugrfïlgja) "na-hu-gar-fee-gee-ah"
ᛊᚨᛚᛜᚦᚹᛝᛟᚠᚷᛃᚨᛗᚢᚾᚱ (Sal-Ŋ-þwŋ-o-fgja-munr) "Sal-ing-thwing-off-geeja-moonair"
"Spirits please hear my plea, I Tiffania Westwood de Albion beseech from thee, to bring forth for me, the one that will love me, the one that will drive back my loneliness and support me, the one that will stand beside me, someone whom I may cherish and I won't ever be forced to part with, I beg thee, please don't leave me alone…" A single tear dropped from the beautiful half-elf's face "Bring me the one whom I may love and that will not despise me because of my birth" She fell to her knees "Bring forth my companion, my familiar, my friend, the one that needs not to return to another nor wishes to leave me, (one who will love me)" she thought the last part before continuing "Spirits bring forth the one to save me from isolation's woes, bring the one that will want to stay with me forever, the one whose fate is one with mine, bring forth my eternal companion, my destined familiar." Tiffania chanted her eyes closed she could feel the wind stirring as it brushed the tips of her sensitive ears and blew on her hair, growing more intense by the second suddenly a glow appeared and when it faded a boy was there.
Rushing over to the unconscious boy trying to contain her excitement she looked at her familiar this was even better than she had hoped, she took in the boy's appearance he had his hair was the color of gold, long and somewhat shaggy in appearance, he looked so cute sleeping there she noticed blushing (is he really going to be mine forever… not if you don't finish the contract another that answered cutting off the first and causing her to panic, she refused to lose her one and only friend)
Saying the last line
"I Tiffania Westwood de Albion beseech you immortal spirits, bless the one you have chosen for me, and make him mine." She trips falling on top of him their lips colliding in a kiss sealing the bond that is the familiar contract. His eyes could be seen glowing even through his eyelids.