Celtic Heroes

Along time ago there lived three sisters the younger of the three where both warriors and eldest was a rouge these sis were not only the closest of friends they had bond like none other they weak when apart but togather everything was just everything was happy as if nothing could go wrong when they where united like all things they never last there was a storm coming and no one thought that it could happen. the middle child A decided the bond should be broken and she broke the most sanctioned spiritual bond there was thunder roared across land as the sisters in spirt fell apart without there beloved friend as time rolled on the two remaining sisters grew closer and there was a new sparkle in the newly reborn rouges eye tht they had not seen for quite some time the two laughed and played joked and frolicked and they knew tht everything would be ok then arose a new child from the grove blown in from the easterly winds a girl with eminence beauty and compassion a heart pure as gold trickled into there life they once again felt complete So happy by this new found freindship the rouge could not help to follow the two around while they grew stronger yet agian the fates had plans for us my dear dear good freind left her without saying goodbye the rouge grew sad and began to spend and sell All that she had in fear tht this was the end for her the last two dwindled apart like a dying rose the happiness was gone her stuff gone she had nothing left but her name yet she continued by a new name in hopes to see her freinds again its been almost two years now and the storm rolls on