Once again, most information (including pieces of the dialogue) are gathered from both the game and the wiki. So DISCLAIMER: I only own this work of fiction and my original characters and I make no profit from this what so ever other than my peace of mind and enjoyment of others. Besides, fanfiction is kind of like free advertisement and endorsement that encourages other people to play, watch, and/or read whatever it is.

On a different note: I'm currently still drawing Taigon in the armor on an app on my phone, but I've got the outline done. There will be art, even if it looks a little strange meshing my style with Guild Wars' style. I've also started a small blog website on wix to create profiles and organize my OCs. I'll post the link once I've published it and worked out all the kinks.

Anya - Mother

Ayta - Father

áldás - Blessing

Jelek - Marks/Signs

Váltó - Shifter

So, these are the literal meanings of these words that Taigon is using so you can understand it a little better. She'll tell you what each clan name means in the future chapters, but if you want you can look them up yourself. Just know, you're spoiling it for yourself later on and it won't be such a dramatic reveal.

Please enjoy! And Review to let me know how I'm doing with juggling characters and portraying them.

1325 AE, Shaemoor Village

Small dirty boots pounded on the ground as a little girl ran away from the battle cries ringing throughout the village. Her breathing was heavy and harsh as she moved through the vacant streets, glancing over her shoulder to make sure she wasn't being followed.

"Rah!" A centaur suddenly appeared from the corner she was about to turn causing the girl to shriek in fear, falling on her behind in her effort to scramble back. The little girl whimpered as the centaur pulled its blade back and swung it right at her. She closed her eyes waiting, but all that happened was that she heard a gurgle and a loud thud shaking the ground in front of her.

Slowly she opened her blue eyes to see the centaur bleeding out on the cobblestone dead and a cloaked figure standing over the body. The person had six blades unsheathed ―three on each side― and dripping dark red that appeared to be coming from something in their sleeves. The person flicked their wrists and the blades retreated with a quiet snick before stepping over the centaur's corpse towards her.

The little girl shifted back, unsure of this person even if they had saved her. The person knelt down in front of her slowly as not to spook her. "Shh, are you okay? What are you doing out here right now? It's very dangerous." It was woman by the way she sounded causing the girl to look at her curiously, but she answered. "Mommy told me to run to town when the centaurs started over running the farm. She said to look for a Seraph to take me somewhere safe. She was right behind me and now she's not." By the end of her explanation she was starting to sniffle and her eyes were beginning to look watery.

The woman cooed at her soothingly. "Shh, little one. I'll keep you safe. I think the Seraph are protecting the Inn right now, so that's where the other towns people are. Come on, let's go. It's not safe here." The woman grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet. The girl glimpsed bright orange eyes that seemed to glow from under the woman's hood― just like the cat's that lived in their barn― as she was dusted off.

The woman smiled at her and asked, "What's your name? Mine is Taigon, though most just call me Tai." The girl shyly smiled back at her and answered, "Melanie." Taigon grinned at her, "Nice to meet you, Melanie. Now let's go someplace safe, okay?" She turned around and crouched, gesturing with her arms to crawl onto her back. Melanie brightened at that. Her Daddy would give her piggyback rides when he came home from the garrison. Taigon carefully arranged the little girl so she wouldn't slip off. "Okay, put your arms around my neck and hold on tightly. We're going to be moving quickly so that we don't get caught by centaurs, okay?"

Melanie nodded and tightened her hold, snuggling further into the woman's back. She felt warm and safe here. Then they were off. Taigon stayed to the shadows and paused every time she heard hooves on the cobblestone. Centaurs weren't very hard to fight― a simple cut of their back hamstrings and a hole through their stomach― but she needed her agility and speed to do that which was limited currently because of precious cargo.

They were now only a few blocks from the Inn when Taigon's eyes spotted movement across the street from the shadow they were hiding in. It was an older boy, teenager by the looks of it, and his mother cowering behind a few boxes. She whipped her head around at the sound of hooves, a centaur with a rifle scanning the street and headed straight for the boy and his mother.

Quickly, Taigon spotted a bottle by her foot and grabbed it, only to throw it back down the street to an alley far from their hiding places. It shattered drawing the centaur's attention as it started to move towards the sound. When it's back was fully turned, Taigon slipped across the street to the pairs hiding spot, swiftly gesturing for silence with a finger when they looked about ready to shout in surprise at the sudden arrival. Taigon peeked out from behind the crates to glance at the centaur, which was still searching the alley for the noise, and down the road that lead straight to the Inn that she could see from here.

The centaur would hear them if they made a break for it and with its rifle could easily shoot one of them in the back. It would need to be dealt with before they moved on. Taigon lightly tugged on Melanie's arms to signal for her to release her. The little girl quietly removed herself from her savior's back and hunkered down a little ways away from her. Taigon turned to the other two. "Stay quiet while I deal with the centaur. Don't come out until I say so and please watch Melanie for me a bit." The two nodded, the mother beckoning Melanie closer to shelter her from the rain that was now starting to come down since the little girl was only in her thin night clothes.

Taigon slipped out of the hiding place and edged around the wall out of the centaur's sight as it came out from the alley and started back down the street. This needed to be as quiet as possible so it didn't alarm any of it's friends into coming over here. The other centaurs weren't too far off, judging by the metal sounds of blades clashing and war cries she could hear. Best do this quickly.

It happened in a blink of an eye. On minute the female centaur was walking down the street and the next she was clutching it's throat gurgling and unable to breathe. Before she completely blacked out she saw a tiny human female cloaked in dark blue with long bladed claws and glowing amber eyes standing over her as she fell to the ground dead.

Taigon sighed as she watched blood pool in the cracks of the cobblestone street from the centaur's slashed throat, flicking her claws to sheathe them and rid them a bit of the blood. The blades would need to be cleaned after this. "It's dead. Come, the Inn's just down the road." She called out to the hiding trio. They all hurried to her side, Melanie more quickly than the others. All four continued warily down the road, but stopped short of the road leading up to the Inn.

Centaurs of all kinds were rampaging about and fighting with the Seraph protecting some of the fleeing towns people. Taigon growled lowly under her breath. She looked at the little girl frightfully clutching onto her hand and then to the boy. "I'll cover your backs as you get up the road, okay? I need you to run as fast as you can and avoid any of the fighting going on. I'll be right behind you."

"Thank you for all your help. My name is Johnny and this is my mother Layla. I'll make sure the girl gets to the Inn safely." The boy, Johnny agreed, holding his arms out for Melanie. Taigon deposited the child in his arms and turned to look around the corner. The centaurs were starting to overpower the few Seraph that were there. They needed to go now. "Now, run!"

The three civilians surged from their hiding spot and were made their way around the fighting as fast as they could. One of the centaurs broke off from the fighting to pursue the fleeing trio, but was startled into stopping by a weight jumping onto his back. He thrashed, turning to see what it was but only got a flash of gleaming blades and bright amber eyes.

Taigon had thrown herself onto the centaurs back, balancing as he tried to buck her off. As soon as he turned on her she slit his throat and flipped off to land on her feet as he plowed into the ground. Not wasting anytime, she turned to the few Seraph still fighting with the riff raff and whistled loudly. It was the moment of distraction that the Seraph needed as a couple were able to finish off the centaurs in front of them. Unfortunately, Taigon could hear more hooves further down the path and finally she had no choice.

"Fall back! More are in bound and we need a better position!" Taigon shouted loudly and though the she was not in any position to give out orders. Thankfully the soldiers seemed to understand her logic and fell back down the street without question. Taigon took up the rear to keep an ear on the approaching hooves on the stone streets. They were still a little ways behind, but it wouldn't take long for them catch up.

Once in front of the Inn, the soldiers about faced and stood their ground now that they had their backs to a safe zone with no worry of an ambush this far into the town. The hooves and war cries were closer now, just around the bend where the bridge was. "Here they come!" She yelled as a warning and not a second to soon.

There were four centaurs, one archer, two berserkers, and a lancer. Taigon was quick to zip over to the archer to take them out first. The long range would be deadly if any arrows strayed from their course to the windows of the Inn. The archer looked surprised as the Váltó appeared out of thin air in front of him. He was able to shake it off in time to dodge a strike from her deadly claws.

While he was shooting at the small human girl he couldn't help but notice that she did not move like any human he had seen before. She moved like an animal, sometimes moving around with on all fours and crouched. He caught a glimpse of her eyes beyond the shadow of her hood and they were glowing. In that instant he knew that it was not he that was the hunter, it was she who was the predator and she was merely biding her time to strike.

And strike she did. Taigon noticed a lull in his shooting and realized that it was starting to tire. Within seconds she had sliced open it's human abdomen and lunged to pierce its throat through and through. The centaur fell to the ground lifeless, the last thing it saw being the human's glowing amber eyes and a predatory grin. One down, two to go as she turned to continue her assault. The Seraph had managed to kill one of the berserkers and were currently fighting off the other two.

She was on the berserker in a blink of an eye, jumping on its back and lashing out at its human back. The centaur hollered in pain and bucked his back hindquarters trying to get her off. The Seraph attacking it stepped back from its thrashing with wide eyes as they watched the girl fight to stay on. Taigon thrust her other claws into the back of its neck and shifted her weight to flip off it as the centaur bellowed in pain as it crashed to the ground dead.

She whipped around to face the last one, but a loud war horn sounded through the air causing the lancer to back off with a sneer before taking off to the other side of town. The Seraph breathed a small sigh of relief at the reprieve. Taigon power walked over to the Inn to peek in through the door. She smiled when she spotted Melanie with Johnny and Layla in the far corner of the Inn. The little blonde girl had a blanket around her shoulders and Layla was sitting next to her with a smile as the little girl happily laughed at something Johnny was telling her.

"Sergeant Walters!" Taigon turned her head towards a Seraph soldier that ran up to one of the more decorated Seraph that stood at the step of the Inn. The soldier saluted before reporting,"Sergeant! There are more centaurs on the other side of town. Captain Thackeray's calling for reinforcements at the garrison!"

The Sergeant cursed, putting her hand on her metal helm. "If he's calling for help it must be serious, but I can't spare anyone." Taigon took one more look back at Melanie and decided. "I'll go." She announced to the two Seraph. Both turned to look at her stunned. They had seen her in battle, but it was still a little hard for them to believe a simple civilian, a small teen girl no less, would want to go into the fray.

"Captain Thackeray does the best he can for this city. If I can help him, I'll see it through." Taigon stated adjusting her hood to be able to look the Sergeant in the eyes. Sergeant Walters started at the glowing amber eyes but nodded her thanks. "Balthazar bless you. That's the spirit that'll win this war. The garrison is to the east of here. Follow the north road and turn right. Good luck." The Sergeant stood up straighter and nodded to her. Taigon nodded back and turned to take off down the road. Fast.

Logan clashed blades with a centaur trying to enter the garrison, stopping it in it's tracks with the sparks of their blades. With a shout, Logan overpowered the centaur, sending it stumbling back with a long gash in its abdomen. "Man the defenses! Let no centaur pass!" He shouted as he charged the berserker to wring it through with his sword. Yanking his blade out of its guts, the captain turned to continue the onslaught. It was looking bad.

The centaurs kept coming and there seemed to be no end. So far there were no reinforcements or any word from the runner they sent to the town which couldn't be good. It was becoming more and more obvious that no help would come. They just needed to turn the tide enough to scare the centaurs off if they were unable to cripple them. Logan blocked an incoming blade and parried it back. A centaur much larger than some of the ones he had seen so far, started to push him back as he struggled to regain his ground.

It seemed like it was trying to corner him and succeeding. The centaur lunged knowing full well there was no where for the captain to dodge and blocking would send him careening off the side of the bridge. Logan prepared for the strike to hit him when a dark blue blur slammed into the side of the centaur hard enough to send it staggering off to the side and releasing Logan from its pin. Logan was quick to act thrusting his blade through the centaur's head and dispatching it.

The captain turned to look at his savior for thanks and was immediately confronted with a tiny hooded female in a dark blue cloak. She looked to be unarmed. "What are you doing here, miss? It's not safe for an unarmed lady!" The tiny girl snorted at him and crossed her arms in defiance.

"What's it look like I'm doing? Saving your behind, Captain. I can assure you, I'm plenty armed." she replied. Logan gave her a look of disbelief, but was unable to answer her as another centaur charged straight at the female. Logan was unable to stop it as it bared down on the girl as another centaur blocked his path with a cruel sneer. He struck it down quickly, but could watch in horror as it reached her and prepared to strike.

Only the feminine shriek of pain he expected never came. Instead the centaur bellowed in rage as the girl side stepped him and raked what seemed to be three golden and silver blades in the shape of claws down its side as it passed. Blood splattered the wooden bridge from its side as it rounded on the girl with a wild backhanded swing of its axe. Another pair of claws came up and parried the swipe and the axe went flying out of its hand with a skilled flick of the girl's blades.

The girl ran at the centaur and started lashing out with the double wielded claws, mangling the centaur's chest with deep gashes across its torso, one striking it across its throat. The centaur fell to it's knees before keeling over dead. She stepped over it's body and made her way past him with a comment thrown over her shoulder. "See? Plenty armed and I can take care of myself, so no need to worry." Logan shook his head still concerned for her safety. He would just have to keep an eye on her. Unfortunately, that would not be easy as another centaur rushed him and the girl was lost from sight.

Taigon stormed through the battlefield in a blaze of claws as she aimed for throats and vulnerable spots, not taking in anytime to go one on one with these assailants. In this particular battle speed and efficiency were needed to overcome the numerous centaurs trying to gain access to the garrison. If the garrison was lost then the town was as well.

A voice bellowed in rage with a snarl across the torn up earth. "Enough of this! I will deal with you myself!" As the last centaur wave was being stuck down the ground began to shake and grumble. "Rise!"

Taigon stumbled as she skidded to a stop to look around. "What in the…" A lone centaur on top of the hill was doing something. It was different than the others as it wielded a staff and chanted which could only mean one thing. A modniir sage. Not even thinking about she charged at the the centaur claws first. She appeared in front of it in a blink of an eye and skewered it with her claws through its abdomen. The sage screeched in pain and blooded burbled from its lips down its front as it fell its knees.

The ground shook harder and cracked, lights starting to filter through the cracks. Things like abandoned wagons and debris were sucked into the vortex that was starting to form in the middle of the lights and two hands made of rock ripped themselves from the earth to begin attacking the surrounding Seraph. Taigon whipped her head around from the scene to the sage when it started to laugh. "Pitiful humans. It's too late!" The sage rasped from blood stained lips. Taigon flashed her long fangs in a snarl and with a outraged swipe of her claws she beheaded the centaurian sage.

"By the Six Gods, what is that thing? It's huge!" A seraph cried out alarmed. Logan was quick to throw himself into the fray once more with an answer. "That, soldier, is a threat. And we're going to take it down. Forward!"

The Captain panted in exertion as he kept up a steady assault on the elemental hands. He had no luck so far in spotting the tiny hooded girl and his mind kept coming up with scenarios, each worse than the last. The only good thing about this was if the elemental was defeated, that should drive the centaurs to flee as it was obviously their last resort and trump card.

Logan kept attacking the left hand when it swiped at him. He dodged backwards, rolling out of harm's way when a random wagon wheel came hurtling out of nowhere at him. With no time to dodge he braced for impact. Then there was the sound of shattering wood and a grunt which caused him to look up. There in front of him stood the cloaked girl with both her bladed claws completely out. She flicked her right wrist and he watched as the blades extending from a golden paw like bracer retracted and sheathed themselves into a compartment.

The hooded girl held out her clawless hand to him that he looked at as she waved it impatiently at him. "Come on, on your feet. No time for sitting like ducks." Logan took it and the tiny girl pulled him up off the ground with a surprising amount of strength. The two jumped apart quickly when the elemental hands threw a large boulder where they had been standing.

Taigon's orange eyes traced every detail of the hands erupting from the earth as she dodged the debris and thrown boulders with dancing steps. The left hand was near to crumbling, though the right one was still going strong. Unfortunately, her claws were not very effective for fighting stone, but if she could just get close enough… The Váltó was swift as she dodged through the storm of debris towards the hand.

Yes, she could feel it! The sage's magic had built the elemental and given it purpose, but the bastard had then tied it to earth's energy so it would be able to maintain its shape and purpose even if the sage had been slain. If she were to untie it, it would come crashing down. Taigon reached toward the knot of energy in the center of the hands and pulled. Hard.

Logan was quick to move back as the hands crumbled down, his attention caught by the small girl kneeling on the ground in the center. The crumbled pieces of the elemental and stray debris swirled in a violent vortex of light. "It's not dead yet! Brace yourselves, I think it's going to explode!" He tried to make a grab for her, but was too late. The vortex rumbled and then exploded outward with a great burst of light, knocking many off their feet.

Logan slowly dropped his shield from where he had braced himself. The ground was torn and had several craters from the fighting. Rocks, branches, broken and abandoned wagons and weapons littered the ground, and many of the seraph were wounded. He whipped his head around searching for the girl in concern. A flash of blue caught his eye as his sight went past a half uprooted tree.

He was immediately alarmed at the figure sprawled across the ground. His feet carried him over to the hooded girl who was laying on her side, not moving, before he even registered it. Logan knelt down and rolled her over onto her back, breathing out a sigh of relief when he saw her chest rising and falling. Simply unconscious then. Gently, he gathered her in his arms with one arm around her shoulders and the other under her knees.

His breath hitched as her hood slid off the back of her head with the movement. He'd had no time fully look at her during the battle other than her diminutive size and blue hooded cloak, but now he was quite startled at her appearance. The hood had fallen back to reveal a fair face with thin blue tattoo marking on pale cheeks while long light blue hair tied in twin tails pooled into the hood. The girl ―now obviously a teenager or very young woman― was barefoot and the cloak had bunched up a bit for him to see golden bands of armor curling up her legs. For her small frame, she was surprisingly a solid weight in his arms without a hint of fragility.

Logan cradled her closer with one arm, so that he could pull her hood back up to once again hide her face and hair. It was easy to see why she kept herself hidden with her bright coloring. No human had that color of hair after all and while it was possible to dye your hair different colors, he knew of no one that dyed their eyelashes. He would keep her unspoken wish, but for now the girl needed medical attention to affirm that she wasn't hurt further than he could see at the moment. Perhaps he would be able to learn her name in the process.