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« Reply #4980 on: February 08, 2007, 02:52:14 PM »
"Excellent. Now let us go." Marshall replied. The two got on their wyverns and began to fly towards Lawessov. Marshall had a bit of a feeling that this mission would lead to something.

--- ---

Wilham was rather down about his progress on his mission. He already lost his troops and he hasn't made enough progress. So far all he knows is that the empire on Terian is very violent and hates humans. Or least the division of this Van'deln guy doesn't like humans.

--- ---

So Duilin and his new party boarded the ship and began to make sail towards the Kingdom of Tjed.

"So Duilin?" Belle asked. "What else have you done since I last saw you?"

"Well, why don't I tell you about my fight with Draven." Duilin suggested. Likely not his most prideful moment, but it was a hell of a lot less embarrassing then his encounter with Abodahon and he wanted to save his fight with Brice and Rex for later.

"Ooo, the Crimson Emperor himself eh? Sure, let's hear it."

"Okay, so Retan's preparing to cast me and my friends into a vortex of banishment and then Draven comes towards us and demands that we become his slaves or die. So, obviously I refuse, and as do my friends. So Draven tries to attack them but I step in and force him to a one on one..."

--- ---

The Death Wyvern hovered in the air, facing Zeros' looking him in the eyes. He spoke, but his voice just entered into Zeros' mind like a telepathic message...

<span style='color:red'>"That's correct shorty. And from this form you will learn that not only am I the strongest of the lizard men, but next to the emperor himself, I am the strongest being alive."</span>

Time to warm up. The Death Wyvern arched back it's head and fired a large blast of black-violet energy from it's mouth straight towards Zeros'...
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« Reply #4981 on: February 08, 2007, 05:34:13 PM »
?So what?s first??

Midna flipped through the book, looking for descriptions of the Twilight Warrior?s spells. Thankfully, they were near the front of the book. ?Found the first one,? she said. ?And what a coincidence! It?s the transformation spell.?

?Really?? Alex asked, with a hint of hope in his voice. If he could perfect this spell, he would not be constrained to the night as the time he could remain a Twili. ?What?s it say??

Midna squinted her exposed eye to read the text. ?It says you can perform this spell as you are, but it will require a lot of concentration to do the first time. If you can perform it at least once, subsequent times will become easier??

?All right then,? Alex said. ?Let?s do it.?

?Give me a second here,? Midna replied. ?It says and I quote? ?Should the Twilight Warrior not exist as Twili pure, a spell can be cast that can allow him to return to his former self, and vice versa. While a relatively simple spell, the Twili Transformation can be difficult for someone not previous exposed to the Twilight magics to perform. If he can successfully transform once, later transformations will become progressively easier to the point that he can transform by giving it a fleeting thought. To perform the Twili Transformation, clear the mind, filling it only with thoughts of the form you wish to become. The intensity of these thoughts may vary, though usually the level of undying desire is enough.??

?Undying desire?? Alex mumbled. ?He writes it like it?s something I can do easily. Regardless, here I go.?

He forced all other thoughts from his mind. Thoughts of his home at Glacia, his lust for vengeance against Damien, his concern for the Asgarnian rebels, all gone. He just wanted to be human again. His natural-born form. Before he knew of his Twili self. With some concentration, a glowing black ring circled his midsection, traced over in blue Twili patterns. The ring split into two, one going up his body, the other going down. As the rings traveled over his body, they left his human form in their wake until they ended at his feet and the top of his head. When the ordeal was over, Alex had only the strength to fall to his knees. Midna watched in silent awe.

?Alex?you did it! You?ve returned to your human form!? she floated down to him and embraced him. ?This is just the first step! Imagine what more we can unlock!?

Alex opened his now blue eyes, seeing the tan jacket he treasured so much, his blue slacks and leather shoes. His skin had returned to its normal color, no sign of glowing markings.

?My God,? he said. ?That was actually sort of easy. I wonder if I could transform back.?

?You might as well,? Midna said. ?You can?t practice Twili magic as a human, now can you??

Alex shunted his thoughts away again. This time, his mind swam through the thoughts of the Twilight. The people he had to save, the people he could not let down. Midna. Before long, the rings emerged again, returning him to his Twili form once more.

?This is amazing!? Midna exclaimed. ?Never before has someone mastered the transformation spell so quickly! Alex, now there?s no hurry. We can take all the time we need to ensure that you are at your peak when we strike back.?

?That time it required even less effort,? Alex said. ?Though I?m sure there?s far more difficult spells in that book. Let?s move on to the second spell.?

Midna consulted the book again. ?Here it is. Spell number two is the Solburst. It?s a light magic spell, one of several included in here. ?The Solburst is a powerful, but slow moving, sphere of pure light that detonates several seconds after being created. The light is intense enough to burn creatures of the shadows, as well as various flammable materials. Experience in fire magic is recommended for the casting of this spell. To cast the Solburst, begin with forming a sizeable fireball, preferably a meter or so in diameter, and then applying Twilight magic to it. Upon this, the fireball should change color from red to blinding white. Continue charging as needed until desired size is reached. Launch like a normal fireball. Repeat until target is completely combusted, if necessary.??

?Nice,? Alex replied.  ?Let?s give it a go.?

Alex proceeded to form a flaming sphere in his hands, pouring the power on until it reached the desired size. Quicker than normal the fireball expanded to full size.

?Okay,? Midna said. ?Now it says apply Twilight magic to it.?

?How would I do that?? Alex asked, straining under the power it took to maintain the fireball.

?That?s where your instincts as the Twilight Warrior come in, according to the book. Each Twilight Warrior in the past has had various ways of empowering the fireball. You?ll just have to find your own.?

?Okay?? Alex said. He allocated his thoughts a third time. He thought once again of the Twili. They were counting on him. They needed his help. Without him the Twili race would crumble. But mostly, he thought of Midna. She was always there for him, always helping him. She was the Twilight Princess, after all. With those thoughts, the fireball changed its hue to a bright white, as bright as the sun.

?Now, Alex!? Midna shouted over the roar.

With all his might he hurled the sphere from his hands. It traveled slowly across the arena until it exploded in a blinding flash of light. Even the Twili up in the stands seemed impressed.

?Alex, you?re making excellent progress,? Midna said to him. At this rate, you might be able to face Damien yet. On to the third spell, which is the?what the? This is strange. The page is missing.?

?So? We can just skip over to the next one.?

?No can do,? Midna replied agitatedly. ?All of the remaining pages about the Twilight Warrior are missing!?

?Great,? Alex sighed. ?Now what do we do? I can?t take on Damien with one spell. We need to find those pages.?

?But where could be?? Midna drifted above Alex and pondered. ?We?d have to consult the elders about this.?

?You think they?d know??

?Of course. They know all there is to know about the Warrior. Surely they know where the missing pages are. If not, hopefully they can point us in the right direction??

Sure enough, the two soon found themselves before the elders once more.

?So, you say this book is missing pages?? Equinox asked, thumbing through it, coming upon the areas where pages had been torn out. ?You?re right.?

?Any idea what happened to them?? Midna asked.

?Before Alex was revealed as the Twilight Warrior we?d be afraid that this book would fall into Kandarinian hands, and they would learn to counter the Warrior?s powerful spells. So we removed the pages and hid them all across the realm.?

?Can you show us where they are?? Alex queried.

?I?m afraid the exact locations have since been lost to time,? Solstice muttered. ?However, I think I remember the general spots where we hid them.?

Alex?s eyes widened. ?All right. Shoot.?
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« Reply #4982 on: February 09, 2007, 05:40:44 PM »
(Apologies for the neglectivity this week.)

The draconian Mavas was settled a bit, but he still grumbled under his breath, flexing his large wings.


The old knight took the bottle and drank a bit.  Feeling a warmth throughout his body he sat up and looked around.

"Uh... where am I?"

Suddenly his eyes widened.

"Retan!  Where is he?!  Did the others escape?!"

He then realized he was no longer in that dark ship, with that fiendish crimson-eyed emperor...  He remembered the blow... everything went dark...  He was so overwhelming... could he have been saved...?  Just how long had he been out?

"Oh no!  The sword!  Where is it?!"

He was on his feet by now, but he didn't recognize the one who offered him the drink.   In fact, she didn't look quite human at all...

"Who... are you...?"

----

Further exploits with the cannon proved unsuccessful, and the dragon was on the tail of the fast flying ship once more.

"Blast it!"  The king was visibly irritated by now.  He banked the ship hard to avoid another onslaught of dark fireballs.

Eventually they made it to the sea.  Flying over the waves, the dragon only pursued for a short while before turning back.  The two men from Tjed breathed a sigh of relief.

"I suppose it is hesitant to stray too far from land." Henri commented.

----

"We are but a few hours from landfall, my Lord..."

"Excellent..."
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« Reply #4983 on: February 09, 2007, 06:23:59 PM »
"So yeah, as we both were in the air I swiped my sword right across him cutting him in half. Kinda messy, but it was the best shot I could make." Duilin said finishing his story.

"Wow, you're amazing." Belle commented

"You're rather different you know." Duilin stated.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, most women don't like this violence stuff. It's interesting. I've only seen about three female fighters."

"Well, I'm not a fighter mind you?"

"Yeah, but you sure do have the spirit for it." He then looked back into the control deck of the ship. "Well I should get back to manning the ship. I think Lagart or um...the old guy could use a break."

Duilin got to where the captain's well was, Lagart the lizard man was steering the ship. "Hey, Lagart take a break. I'd like to give it a go."

The lizard man shrugged and backed away as Duilin took the controls. "So, Lagart you feel like talking?"

"Okay..." He mumbled back.

"I've actually got a question for you. Like, before I sucked into Retan's vortex I noticed the Dark Empire had some lizard men warriors, like a lot of them. I've heard of you guys before but I didn't know there were so many."

"The Dark Empire has a hatchery." Largart replies. "Most are genetically engineered to be serve the empire, some are natural born."

"I assume you are?"

"Yes. I am called B-Class, we are the most common of natural born."

"B-Class?" Duilin inquired.

"Yes. Lizard men are divided into classes, S-Class strongest, A-Class weaker but smarter, B-Class stronger then A-Class but not more than S-Class. Not much smarter I bet you can tell."

"Uh, yeah." Duilin replied. He then noticed Lagart dip his head. "Oh, sorry I didn't mean to call you stupid or anything. Actually you seem rather smart for a lizard."

"That okay. I take no offence. Me know I'm not that smart."

"So, do any of these lizard men know any magic?"

"Yes. Some do. High General Gorus Ven'deln know most. He very strong, strongest of lizard men most say."

"So, is this Gorus guy, like Jayce strong?"

"Not think so. Jayce is a draken, drakens just better then all of us."

"Pah. They may be stronger and smarter then us, but we all have something they don't." Duilin stated. "We've got the luck of the draw...the uh, eye of the tiger."

The lizard man cocked up one eye brow as if to say 'What the hell are you smoking?'

"Well what I mean, is that like yeah they've got everything, but in the end, we win."

The lizard kept his facial expression.

"Well, you know like if they were so strong then how come I'm still alive, like I fought Jayce once and I met Retan face to face and I spat at him. If they had the luck of the draw I'd be dead. But I'm not!"

The lizardman shrugged and looked back forward into the sea ahead.

"Well, I mean even you should be able to agree with me. Like why else would you have betrayed them?"

"I dunno. Sometimes me act before thinking. Gets me into a lot of trouble. Belle just good with words I guess, convinced me. More than often I think me made a dumb choice to go with her, but I no think the empire should treat human like this. They living things to, they seem smarter then us lizard men."

"So, do you think that humans are better than Drakens then?"

"Better people yes. Humans nicer than drakens. Humans are not as smart or strong however."

"Well, we've got the luck of the draw, Lagart."

"Me no know, that sounds just like wishful thinking to me..."

Duilin glanced at Lagart, as he spoke that recognizable sentence. "Well...that just sounds like a bunch of negative thinking to me."
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« Reply #4984 on: February 10, 2007, 03:04:18 AM »
Sighing a sigh of relief, Fernis smiled warmly.

"First of all, calm yourself."

She noticed a figure hiding between the nearby trees. She signaled for Elphos to approach without turning her face away from the knight on the ground.

Saw the tree burn and realized it's safe, huh? Well, good for him.

"I am not sure whatever you are talking about, but whatever that is, it happened many, many, many years ago. Retan and his dark empire now rule most of the known world, and I have no idea what of the sword you are talking about. Romme itself, the earth you stand on, has been destroyed and then brought back to existence after many calamities, but it was forgotten and now remains the only known part of the world unclaimed by the dark empire."

She got up, and whipped the dirt off her pants once again, her expression still friendly yet now somewhat more serious.

"I am Indher, the last Runemaster."

Yeah, that sounds much more awesome!

"You have died, and I have brought you back to life this day. This... gentleman...somhow returned along with you..."

Fernis gave a quick glance in the direction of Mavas.

"Anyway, I brought you back because I need you as a base to return Romme to life with newly found power beyond the imagination of the dark empire. You see, I can only return a person to life if I know who I'm returning specificly, and I only know of you..."

And the king, but let's pretend I can't revive him.

"Erm, due to various reason, I can't bring back the king, so he doesn't count. Sir Iduran, I need your memory of your fellow comrades and various other people of Romme so I could revive them as well, and from their memory revive even others... With your help, we can rebuild Romme from scratch and free the world of the shadow called the Dark Empire!"

Phew, I feel as if I have just gotten better at giving speeches!

Elphos approached from behind Fernis, looking somewhat weary, but his eyes were now full of hope.
However, he remained silent.

Hmm, doesn't seem to be any special powers gained beyond the realm of death...
Perhaps they lie in a bubble deep inside his soul?
I'll have to search later.


"Will you help us?"
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« Reply #4985 on: February 10, 2007, 07:53:06 AM »
//Jenai, I don't think 6 years counts as 'many, many, many years ago'. You make Romme sound like during the dinosaur era.\\

Lawessov was just as Kropotkin said. It was over run by the Kandarin. Soldiers armed with spear guns and zombie ogres roamed the village. Why do they want such a remote place? Why conquer a small village?

The two land their wyverns behind a small hill near by Lawessov. The village was about twice the size of the last place they were, but much lower tech. Rather that actual buildings, Lawessov has small huts all about.

But the villagers were being put into slave labour; they were being forced to construct infantry barracks and guard cannons. It was an awful and upsetting site for any Aspye to see...
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« Reply #4986 on: February 10, 2007, 12:20:36 PM »
"I... I..."

Like a tidal wave, Indher's words flooded the old knight with memory of his death, and half remembered images of what lie beyond...

It hit him like a rock.  Romme was no more.

But to rebuild?  Is that possible?  Could this woman actually bring everyone back?

His thoughts were interrupted by the darkness behind him...  He turned to look out into the ocean.  They were invisible.  Far away...  But he could feel them...  In fact, he saw them during his return... Read their thoughts... their awful horrible thoughts...

Then he knew why he'd been allowed to return.

"I would want nothing more than to rebuild Romme.  To return lives stolen long ago.  But the truth is there's another nation just like we once were, right across the sea.  The Dark Empire is about to wipe them out, just like us...  Please!  We must warn them!  Though they were once our enemies, they do not deserve such a cruel fate!  We are closer than the warship headed their way.  If we hurry, we may be able to warn them in time!"

The draconic Mavas stepped behind Indher.

"What sort of pansy did you summon back?  Who gives a blaze about them?"

Iduran shot the dragon man a steely glance, to which the beast shrunk back.  He then turned back to the cat-like woman and continued.

"I fear I have not been allowed much time here.  When the sun sets after it rises, I will be no more.  If I see another nation destroyed before then I will not be able to rest!  Please, we must do something!"

(Do force Mavas to submit and cooperate.  It will be most entertaining.  Heh...)

----

Melface was to Jayce's right again, standing in mid air.  Though now with the moonlight dully illuminating the seas, the child-like demon was translucent, his off-white robes flowing around him.

"My Lord..."

He bowed lowly.

"Speak."

"May I ask what land lies southeast of our current location?"

"Romme.  But there is nothing there anymore."

"Oh, but I smelled some delicious necromancy being preformed there...  I oh so wish to see it with my own eyes.  Might I be allowed to investigate?"

Jayce waved a gauntlet as if shooing away a fly.

"Go on, go on.  Do not miss our landing."

The demon was gone, a child like laughter echoing across the waves.

"Oh, but I won't..."
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« Reply #4987 on: February 10, 2007, 07:24:15 PM »
Zeros' tilted his head, but instead of standing still, he sidestepped (a rather big sidestep) the lightning heading for him. He grinned.

"The strongest person alive, hmm?" he pondered something for a moment, then shook his head. "No. I don't think so. Why would you be the strongest being alive? If you are, why do you follow the rule of a Draken, who is much weaker then you? Why don't you gather your lizardmen and overthrow the Dark Empire? Surely your combined might could overthrow those Draken," he said, as if contemplating the situation.

He knew Gorus was bluffing about being the strongest being alive. If he was the strongest, he would have Retan under his command, not being under his command.

He smirked up at the wyvern, as if daring him to reply.

---

Allen gasped and grabbed hold on something quickly, as Henri banked the ship. Thankfully, it only lasted for a few moments. He then breathed a sigh of relief and righted himself, seeing as the dragon wasn't chasing their ship anymore.

"Now what?"
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 Who will be there to take my place...
 When I\'m gone, You\'ll need love...To light the shadows on your face.\"

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In your heart and mind, I\'ll stay with you all of time...

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« Reply #4988 on: February 11, 2007, 11:21:43 AM »
"Home...  We're going back to Tjed..."  Henri glanced back at Allen.

"Look, the clouds are breaking up."

Henri noted a few stars over the ocean ahead.

"The southern constellation...  Good, just a slight left turn and we're headed east."

Henri made the adjustments, and the ship turned much more gracefully than when the dragon was chasing.  The airship rocketed over the sky, above the black waves.

"At this rate we'll be home in no time."  Ven noted.

"Indeed."
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« Reply #4989 on: February 11, 2007, 07:44:30 PM »
//I'm back!\\
Nick reached Asgaria only to see that Kronos' soldiers had already taken care of the job. Nick just casualy strolled by and went to search around. He walked into a small town. The homes were shuttered and locked off, everthing but the pub was open. Nick walked into the pub to see that not one person was there.

"Oh My God!!! Wheres the money" A sound came from downstairs.

"Sorry boss i lost it.."

"How?"

"Those Luna people attacked me after i stole it."

"Oh My God. Did they follow you?"

" I don't Know." There was a thud and a man started walking up the stairs with five other feet following.

Nick hid behind the bar as the men walked out.
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« Reply #4990 on: February 11, 2007, 09:25:22 PM »
<span style='color:red'>"I said OTHER then the emperor you brain dead demon!"</span> Gorus' voice growled in Zeros' head.

He then flapped his wings which began to glow in a dark-green aura.

<span style='color:red'>"Yet you do make a point. But nobody is stronger then Lord Retan. Not even me and especially that stupid Jayce."</span> Gorus' voice growled in Zeros' head.

The Death Wyvern then violently swung its wings forward blasting two blades of dark green energy towards both sides of Zeros'...

--- ---

Goldolf and Lagart then switched shifts. He was nearby Duilin, so he thought he'd get to know him.

"So, kid." He started. "I assume you're a half demon, right?"

"That obvious eh?" Duilin replied, half rhetorically.

"Well, you can't easily hide those wings under your hair now can ya?" Goldolf chuckled. "Well, it's kinda funny. Most of them demons aren't nice folk, I tell ya. Back in when I was a kid, there were a bunch of stories about demons being the warriors of hell and servants of Qor. Now they're friggin' walking on land, breedin' with humans and talking about this Iban guy."

"Oh yeah, apparently Qor, died." Duilin replied.

"Well, anyways. It's just that I see that you're a fairly nice guy. Only reason I trusted ya, was because I could sense your feelings."

"What? You mean, you can do that crazy 'sensing' crap too?" Duilin asked.

"Well, us elves and drows are practically born with it, I tell ya. But yeah, I can usually sense the evil or good in people when I see em."

"No kidding." Duilin laughed, he then looked forward into the sea. He could spot Romme and Tjed up ahead.

Duilin then sensed something coming from Romme, something familiar. However he did have a similar feeling when he saw Jayce there, just not as strong. I guess it's just because he thought of Romme as his starting point of his 'big quest'. It was where he learned a lot about his past and where he made some big steps.

He then looked forward towards Tjed. He then noticed a large group of warships (or just one I don't remember) which seemed to be heading in the same direction. The ships were too far away for them to see Duilin's small ship.

"Holy crap. I just noticed those." Duilin said.

"Ya, did. I was gonna say something about them." Goldof replied.

"Yeah, I guess my mind must be somewhere else."

"What the heck have you been thinking about?"

"Oh, you see that one island in the distance."

"Yeah, Romme. What about it?"

"Oh, that's the place I was at when chose to fight the empire. I met a few good friends there. Zeros', he's a great guy, a half demon like me. Well he's not like me; he's like half angel or something. But yeah, he's been like a mentor to me, I still spend time with him. Another good friend I had there was Seth, he was a drow. I never saw him after I left; I assumed he died...so I never looked."

"You must have been in the big War Of Romme."

"That's right. Anyways, another friend I had there was Iduran. He was an old knight. He was one of the noblest people I've met. He however died, but he died protecting us, everyone. If it wasn?t for him, the Empire would likely have this world under a much stronger clutch then it is now."

"Well, I hate to burst your bubble," Goldolf spoke. "But the Empire has a pretty big influence on Gaian. Heck, even the damn Kandarians are taking stress and sorrow from the empire."

"Yeah, but they lost a good five years. You have any idea how much can be done with today?s advancements in magic. This one guy, Haraldur, built an entire city in like, two minutes."

"Bullshit." Goldolf snapped. "I've heard tons of stories about that Haraldur guy. He's a myth. Nobody can be THAT powerful. Like I heard he made an explosion the size of Helternia just by pointin' his finger!"

Duilin shrugged. "You'd be surprised. So anyways...those warships. It looks like they're heading towards Tjed."

"Yep. Maybe it's an invasion army."

"Sure as hell hope not..." Duilin said. "I'm just one man. I can't fight an entire army alone. I'm not a Haraldur."

//Too tired to update others. Tomorrow.\\
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« Reply #4991 on: February 12, 2007, 05:27:06 PM »
The small airship shook the waves as it rocketed overhead.  Henri regretted it being too dark to see anything below, but at least the strange yellow glow emanating from the cracks of the black ship provided a bit of close range illumination.

Finally, Tjed was on the horizon.  Flying the ship to the capital city would be too dangerous because of the jagged mountains surrounding it and not to mention the fact that they were in a Crimson Empire ship and the capital city was on high alert.  So Henri steered the transport vessel to the lights on the ground he knew were from Kesnar.  He landed in a field near the ship docks.

A couple dozen knights in sliver armor barring touches immediately surrounded the vessel.  All were surprised to see King Henri emerge from door and walk down the ramp.

"King Henri!  Sir Ven!  Sir Allen!"

Ven staggered down dizzily after his liege.

"Ugh... that is the last time I ride in an airship..."

A night with a green cloak bowed in front of Henri once the group made it completely off the ship.

"My liege, how went the mission?  Are you all right?"

"Quite so, Sir Gander.  I'm afraid our mission was only partially successful.  We did manage to bring them back, that I'm sure of.  But where in Gaian they ended up, I have no idea."

"I see you have commandeered a fine flying vessel!  No doubt our Ven has lead you on quite an adventure!"

Ven placed a gauntlet behind his head.

"Uh... well, I-uh..."

Henri waved his hand.

"We will need to move this airship to the capital once day breaks.  I take it the evacuations are complete?"

The knight captain, Gander, nodded.  "Indeed.  Most have moved to the safety of the caves.  Though there are a few citizens who insist on staying here in Kesnar.  Speaking of, I will have my men escort you back to Tjedon.  These lands are unsafe, my lord."
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« Reply #4992 on: February 12, 2007, 06:52:02 PM »
As the two flew on Wyverins Coriko wondered what was waiting. He wasn't properly briefed on the mission. So he was flying blind, not literally of course. Coriko was also twitching for a fight. He had been doing a lot of target practise lately and he has perfected a new talent. He has made exploding fire arrows. Originally the arrow tip ould just ignite because of his fire bow, but then he discovered he could completley engulf arrows in flames by firing a small firebolt out of his hands as he held the arrow. This new technique was he held a small amount of gun powder in his hand while he enflamed the arrow. Then the arrow would crackle and as soon as it made contact with something it exploded. Coriko looked forward to a masssive brawl this time.

"So, how far to are destination?"

//sorry if there are any spelling mistakes\\
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« Reply #4993 on: February 13, 2007, 03:30:30 PM »
"Stale. That was the closest word I have found for my current state of affairs.

It's strange, really. One would think that I have everything I have ever wanted, and more... A huge chunk of land under my control, and advancements such as golems, all ready to destroy cities, given the word. And yet, I can't help but somehow feel worn, old even. When everything is readily available, there's only so much to do with anything else. I can send armies of undeads to rip people to shreds with a mere thought, but then I think: why bother? Ripping people into tiny bitlets is fun, but only if I do it myself, and truly, I just can't be bothered to do so. Thus comes a new thought, something I tried to avoid and hoped would never come: what purpose is there to continuing?"

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As Kronos was writing his manuscripts, Ein swiftly picked off the Kandarinian guards outside. The soldiers barely even made a sound, as Ein's enchanted crossbow bolts pierced them. Taking the bolts out of the guards' bodies, Ein looked up. Kronos should be just up there, in the top palace tower. A thought struck Ein: if Kronos is as powerful as people claimed, then wouldn't he notice the death of his guards? Unfortunately, Ein's thought came too late. He barely had time to hide, before he saw Kronos poke out of the window, no doubt to see what happened below. Seemingly satisfied, he retreated back into the tower, and resurrected the two guards. Ein hid before then, and the undead guards didn't seem to notice him. He deftly climbed into a nearby window, and continued up the spiral staircase leading to Kronos' private chambers.

The door to the Marshal was just ahead of Ein now. Thinking of all the possible precautions, Ein scribbled a small, but immeasurably powerful sigil on the door, denying the use of magic everywhere in the palace but the room beyond the door. It is unlikely that Kronos keeps corpses in his own room (then again, who knows?), and he can't do much else, other than Necromancy, so Ein's victory is pretty much assured. He busted the door open.

-"Ah... Good Ein... I have been expecting you."

Kronos' words caught Ein off guard. Kronos was sitting facing the window, he had no way of knowing that it was Ein who entered the room. How could this be?

-"Er... you have?"

-"But of course. You really think I wouldn't notice the use of astral magic on my guards? You're the only one to ever use it, after the Aspyes stopped their activity."

-"I don't care! You die anyway! Murderer..."

-"I see you're distraught over someone's death. You'll have to be a little more specific, though, for I have killed quite a lot of people. Oh, and just in case if you were thinking that you somehow have some sort of an advantage over me: I know that there is an anti-magic barrier around this entire palace. You really shouldn't expect to get away with cheap parlour tricks like that, especially with someone like yours truly. Oh, and did I mention? Right now, there are eight golems around the palace, ready to smash anything that comes out or tries to get in. There's nowhere to run, Ein."

-"Oh no? And I think you're bluffing."

Ein quickly kneeled to the ground and sent a diamond-headed bolt right for Kronos' head. It, however, didn't quite reach its target: it froze in mid-air about an inch from Kronos' head, slightly sparking. Finally, Kronos turned around. Ein noticed the blindfold and... smiled?

-"I see you've been busy training, Kronos."

-"Yes, and I suppose you've had lots of luck with the ladies, Ein."

-"Of course. One has caught my eye, even."

-"Really? Does she like animals? Rodents, perhaps?"

-"Well, you know girls. They'll set eyes on anything that's furry."

-"You're funny, Ein, you know that?"

-"I'm hilarious. Takes a moron to see that."

Kronos slowly rose, and reached behind his head, undoing the blindfold.

-"Just for your personal information, Ein - I'm not really blind..."

The blindfold was off, and Ein made the immense mistake of looking Kronos straight in the eyes, or rather, what looked like his eyes. They were still there, but they were all entirely pitch black. Unable to resist, Ein fell to his knees. Everything was becoming blurry, the colours fainted. Somewhere beyond, there was a great thump, and sounds like rock shattering. With whatever was left of his strength, Ein turned to the door to see a great yellow statue-like machine, with some sort of a black rod over its back. The rod produced a black lightning bolt, and everything went black.

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The rest of Kandarinian Islands instantly vanished in a huge black orb. The orb stayed there for a few minutes, then dissipated into nothingness.
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—staring wildly up and down
the here we are now judgment day

cross the threshold have no dread
lift the sheet back in this way.
here is little Effie’s head
whose brains are made of gingerbread

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« Reply #4994 on: February 13, 2007, 04:37:37 PM »
//Well, I guess with the loss of Kronos, it will probably make the Kandies more of a crumbling nation. I've actually got an idea, but I should talk it over with Ein, next time I see him at school.\\

Marshall and his wyverns landed behind the hills of Lawessov. Marshall already got a good look from when they we closing in. (See couple posts back.)

Marshall took out his magi-pistols. "Okay, so we need a plan. I've got a suggestion, now what I'll do is summon an ogre or two and send them into the village and get them to start smashing things up. The Kandies will get distracted and start attacking the ogres, so then we run in and take out the slave guards and get them to run. Any of the troopers who then chase after the slaves, will shoot down. How's that sound?"

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Wilham then noticed a village in the distance. "Ahh...finally...somewhere to rest."

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"Hey Lagart, let's turn up the speed. Those warships aren't going that fast. Maybe we can beat them to Tjed."

"How the heck do you think we'd do that?" Goldolf said. "They're way ahead of us. And this ship hasn't been taken care of for over a year."

"Well, I'd like to hurry. I really don't like the look of those warships. At all." Duilin commented.

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Rink headed his way up the stairs to reach the main floor. He could feel Gorus' and Zeros' auras in combat. He hopped that they could get out of here and find Duilin. He had a feeling he was walking into a lot of trouble, alone.
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