Isle Vyrelle
An old rhyme is often whispered by local children when telling stories of the island’s origins, the short poem containing a warning to any who walk on the shores of the island after nightfall. The rhyme promises freedom to those who journey to the island but there is also a warning hidden in the words
To those who wish for freedom
To choose thine own path
Come find me in the water
Where trees and light do meet
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But, if upon my shores, you walk
To seek those whose wish is to be lost
Thy mortal soul shall balk
When moonlight touches thy skin
Origins and StoryTo choose thine own path
Come find me in the water
Where trees and light do meet
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But, if upon my shores, you walk
To seek those whose wish is to be lost
Thy mortal soul shall balk
When moonlight touches thy skin
Myths tell of a time long ago; of a young woman named Vyrelle, who was both beautiful and clever. She was sought after by every man who laid eyes upon her, for all wished for her hand in marriage and to claim her as their own. Vyrelle cared not for the idea of a husband; she craved her freedom, wishing to spend her trials swimming in the bright blue waters of the lake or sleeping on the warm sandy shore. It was not long after her suitors began their pursuit that she was soon forced into marriage by her father. Vryelle begged to be allowed to remain a carefree maiden for a bit longer, but her father would hear none of it. A wedding was to be held and she would be the bride.
The night before the wedding, under a veil of moonlight the maiden swam into Lake Lovalus to have a moment of solitude. There she begged anyone, be they Immortal or spirit with a kind heart to relieve her suffering and to take her to a place where she would be undisturbed by the world and free to do as she wished forever.
It is rumored that the man who was soon to be Vyrelle’s husband followed her to the lake and watched from shore as she swam. According to tales of his account, his bride suddenly disappeared from the soft waves in a ripple of moonlight, a look of happiness and contentment on her face as she vanished. The groom dashed into the lake, swimming out to find his lost bride and caught sight of a mysterious island cloaked in mist in the distance. On the shore of this isle stood the silvery radiant form of a young female deer. The creature seemed to look at him for a moment in recognition before joyfully cantering into the trees without looking back.
Notable Features
As of the 93rd of Ashan, Arc 718: Heartmourn is no longer on the Island, having been restored from his curse by Vega, Vivian, and Arlo. Vyrelle herself is no longer on the Island, and the place is relatively safe to explore.
Isle Flora & Fauna:
Ilaren's Cap
Credit: Sephira

