Ophelia Chapter one

Chapter one

Vlamar. The second largest city in the world of Linoria. It was a port city, home to a large number of merchants, fishermen and farmers. It was surrounded by fields of oats, wheat, barley and maizeVlamar. It was also in Vlamar that lived the most famous furniture manufacturer.
Two noble families lived there. The governor, alone in his huge mansion right on the harbor, inspired only terror, and for good reason, he was a kartina. This species was very uncommon to Linoria, some even saying that Zeff Erak, governor of Vlamar , was the last. The kartinas distinguished by their dark skin, ranging from simply mixed to ebony black, and their hair white as snow added to violet or mauve eyes. They all had a skin without the slightest imperfection, and more than divine beauty. Their only flaw came directly from the heart, kartinas were simply incapable of loving, and knew no feelings approaching near and far to love. They were only anger and hatred. Zeff was no exception, despite the cane that helped him walk. He was a man bewitching face and body well built, skin color "milk coffee", but of a terrifying cruelty.
They also had eternal life and youth, the only way to kill a kartina was to reach the heart but these monsters had superhuman and destructive strenght, combined with a natural talent for combat.
The second noble family living in Vlamar owned a mansion much further, at the end of the main street. Lord Lei and Lady Katia were good to the poor. The whole town loved them, except the governor.
That evening, however, the fire aglow their home, and the soldiers, in order of Zeff, stripped them of their property. The entire city panicked, but nobody could approach to stop the fire, the soldiers stopped before.
The daughter of two nobles, Ophelia, had left her room to run to the office of his father. She was a 10 year old child, quite adorable, who always had a smile. She still wore her blue dress despite the evening, her brown hair was tied in a bun, two wicks framing her face.
When at last she reached the office, she stifled a scream. Both her parents had collapsed on the floor, a notch in the heartVlamar. The Governor, back, leaned, recovering a pendant around the neck of her mother. The blood smeared the floor of the room.
A hand suddenly grabbed the arm of the child who let out a scream this time.
"Governor, and their daughter? "
Ophelia turned her head to see a boy of only 13 years, wearing the uniform of commander. She noticed he was a korelyon. The korelyon, like kartinas, all had the same physical. Ebony black hair, with a white or peach skin and blood red eyes. They were almost as powerful as kartinas, but do not not know the slightest feeling, even anger, so they are never smiled. Unlike kartinas, they do not live forever, but they had the gift of power to transform into any animal. All korelyons had at least a scar on his face. At the age of 3 years, they had an obligation to make themselves to show that they were worthy of this race. Scar from the commandant across his left eye, having apparently blinded on that side. The girl turned her head to look up the governor.
"She is of no useVlamar. Zeff said drylyVlamar. You just have to drown her.
- ... Well, governor. "
The boy took Ophelia by force. She struggled without much success. The soldiers prevented the villagers to attack the young commander. One girl managed to slip them to attack. She was 13 years, was the child of a prostitute, and also the best friend of Ophelia. Her hair was dark pink, except for two lighter wicks on the front, and her eyes were a mesmerizing yellow. The boy had no trouble getting rid of her, sending her violently into the crowd with a simple flick. He reached the port, boarded a merchant ship and went to sea with the child terrified.
After a short moment of navigation, he left the bar to approach the girl.
"Miss Ophelia. He whispered. "
She gasped, raising her head. He made her get up, but to the surprise of Ophelia, he went before a rowboat to make her closer to the railing.
"Listen to me. He continued. I could not bring myself to kill a child.
-But ... sobbed the little noble. I thought ... that the korelyon had no feelings ...
-That's true, but we have a conscience. So get on this rowboat, and stay there until a ship recover you, unless passengers tell you that they go to Vlamar. You come back when you grow up when you're able to beat the governor. Become a pirate, this is the only way to be safe time. So I can recognize you, let your hair reach your ankles. You understand?
-Yes ... I think ... be strong enough ...
-Force is law, it is important, do not forget.
-Can you tell me your name before?
-This is Sidca. "
Sidca helped her down to the rowboat he then picked up the ship, and then he returned to Vlamar , leaving behind a small noble orphan.

Ophelia awoke with a start, the shortness of breath. She looked around the ship rocked to the rhythm of the waves.
"A dream? "
She got up and opened the curtains of the great cabin. Eight years had passed since the death of her parents. She was now 18, and her beauty rivaled easily with korelyon or kartina. She had a peach skin and emerald eyes, matching her long brown hair falling on her ankles. She was wearing black pants, over which she put on boots, leather, brown. The loose white shirt was half open and slightly puffed sleeves fell on her hands. She tied a long red scarf around her waist, but did spend part of her left shoulder. Finally, she passed over a belt which hung the scabbard of his sword. After several weapons hidden on her, she put the sword. Then someone came. He was a young man of 19 years in appearance. His skin was unnaturally pale, giving him a look sick, although it is rather handsome, covered with freckles, despite the small scar across the right side of his mouth. He had red hair, that perfectly match his slit eyes green. He wore black pants and small brown boots, matched with a white shirt and a blue jacket. A long red scar around his neck around, and there seemed to be a slight color difference between the head and body.
His name was Julian Gean, he was the second on the ship, and he was dead. In the world of Linoria, the dead could come back to life if they wished. This allowed them to finish what they had left, or to escape death. Still, it was rare to come across because once the decision, it was impossible to go back, and therefore, this meant being forced to live forever. Julian, he did not hesitate. He was killed, he and his family -pirates- by the Governor Zeff there 109 year ago, when he was only 19, he was beheaded. Since that day, he could at will remove his head, and he wanted one thing, see this man death. He then met Ophelia who had the same goal, they quickly became friends.
"Are you ready, Captain? Demanded the death. The sea is calm today, we should soon arrive.
-It's okay, I come Julian. Says to Mai to stay the course.
-Us to the battle! The first people to defeat a kartina! "
Julian returned to the bridge by hopping, Ophelia followed more calmly to get on the quarterdeck. Taking the helm, the navigator, Mai, smiled. She was a elf. Her hair was a bright beautiful blond, cut shoulders, and her eyes as pure a sapphire blue.
She had a fine body and a generous chest. Two elongated and pointed ears exceeded her hair.
She wore a small green top with gold edges, cut into a plunging neckline and stopping just below the chest. On top she wore a white scarf, just resting on her collarbone that dangled behind her, one reaching to mid-thigh. For the bottom, she put a simple green skirt over a tight white shorts. She attached a small white fabric belt around her waist, and wore boots, green also.
"Always management? She asked to Ophelia.
-Yes. Replied the captain. I have not changed my mind. "
Mai gave her a military hello before taking the helm. Ophelia leaned against the railing and looked straight ahead.
Zeff will pay for his misdeeds ...