Dark Age Legends

[Drannic_Lord01]

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"Rise may you, sun of the crimson. Fall nought beith for the new moon, but for the only sun's islands... how unfortunate, though it may be..." The poetic lizard-man waddled back to his small base near the edge of the dark continent. As he found his way inside, there sat a piece of parchment.

"And what might this be? On-lookers to my background, looking only for gossip? Never will I let it, I say! Never will I lead my holy bretheren to their demise. Read this parchment I shall..." He waddled inside his tent and picked up the parchment, sitting on a little table next to a bedroll on the floor.

The message read as follows:

Dear Jacobie,

How's the army been treating you? We of the high order of priests of the Arctic tribe of Drannsmire bade you to follow these instructions. Consult with the one who carries the soul and teeth of our lord, and his misstress as well. He will be near Tjed. Do this, and we will accept you into our order as an ambasador of the Reptilian races.


With due concern,

Lord Valimore VIII, founder of the Holy Drannic Republic of Knights.

"Hmm... Valimore requests I go to Tjed and find this... man with the soul of the darker one... and his misstress. Whom might be this haveth I not a single clue. Strange, this all seems to be."

The Lizard-man took the peice of parchment and lifted his bedroll, which had five other letters. He took them all and put them on top of the bedroll and rolled it up. He then stuffed it into a bag on the floor which had an enchantment that could fit inside itself fifty times its normal maximum size, and stay almost weightless as well. He took the table and a few stands that kept the tent from collapsing and threw them into the bag. Then, He folded the tent up and threw that into the bag.

"If Tjed I must go, then so be it that my soul shall not rest easy until I find this man and his maiden!"

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"AHH!!!" Justin leapt out of bed and ran back outside, looking around for something, panicing horribly. Akwardly, Dori did exactly the same. When she got outside, she stared into Justin's eyes, shattering them both into nothing with fear.

"You saw him...?" Dori asked finally, after about ten minutes of staring, "Saw that... THING!?!?!?" Justin nodded, not taking his eyes off of Dori, both of them paralizing eachother with their horrified stare.

Jannis bolted out of the house, the pocket knife still in her pocket, although she had already forgotten about her incident with Dori. Thand rushed out as well.

"What in Dran's name is going on out here? What's with the screaming? It's in the middle of the night! Can't you see we're trying... What the hell's gotten into those two? First, they were friends. Then, they fight eachother... and now THIS!?!?!?"

"What's going on!?" Jannis looked from Justin to Dori, then back and forth a few times. She waved her hand in the middle of their eyes, but not one of them blinked of moved.

"Jannis, get back inside!" Thand yelled, "NOW!!!" Jannis belted back into the house and hid under the bed she was in before. She started to shiver in fear.

"D-do y-y-you think-k he's-s r-r-real-l!?!?!?" Justin studdered to Dori. Shivering intensly, she slowly nodded. Fear had somehow seeped its way into their souls.

After another thirty minutes, Dori looked around her self. "What will we do? What CAN we do!?" Dori ran back inside to the bed she was in before and sat on the bed, chattering her teeth. Eventually, she fainted back into sleep.

"Looks like she's got the right idea, Justin," Thand said after Dori had fainted, "you should get yourself some rest. When you're feeling better, I'll take you and miss Dori to the docks. Go back inside and get some rest. I'm headed that way to do the same."Justin and Thand went back to their rooms and laid down on their beds.

"You can come on out now, Jannis." Justin said. She got out from under the bed and stood, looking back at Justin. He motioned for her to lie down next to him. She walked around to the other side of the bed and laid down next to Justin.

"Are you okay?" Justin asked her. She looked back at him with a fearful face. Clearly, she was not as good as can be, but she was feeling better now that Justin had regained thought. After a moment of silence, she broke out wailing on Justin's shoulder with her arm wrapped around him.

"It's fine, okay?" said Justin, putting his hand on her head, stroking her forest-green hair, "I'll be okay. Nothing is going to happed to me or just 'anybody' for that matter. You'll be fine. I'll be here if you need anything." Jannis stoped crying, but she sniffled a bit. Clearing his mind, and still holding on to Jannis, Justin slowly fell back into a deep slumber...

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[Jenia]

As Fernis recharged her bracelet for another shot, she watched how Iduran skillfully dispatched another lizard.

And he calls himself normal? He could open a fencing school, dammit!

"Iduran! Hey, Iduran! Try using the teleport thing!"

She then heared strange noises sounding awefully like constipation below her.
Looking down, she saw Elphos, who seemed to be doing his best holding her up, but he was already sweating.
"F-Fernis," he tried speaking, which sounded awefully hard for him.
"You are hea-"
"SHUT UP!"
Fernis let out another jolt at yet another lizard, who skillfully dodged it, but it didn't matter as it hit it's companion right behind it, frying yet another reptile.
Fernis seemed somewhat angry at Elphos now.
"Keep comments such a these to yourself!"

[Xorlak]

Just as it seemed all five lizards were felled, two more dropped from above, landing in the midst of the knights with bestial roars.

As the western sky was painted crimson with the setting sun, the old knight knew he had only seconds left on Gaian.  Taking advantage of his distraction, one of the massive beasts swung a thick mace down upon him.  Iduran was snapped back to reality by the word 'teleport'.

"Right!"

In a blur he disappeared, his foggy image hanging in the air just long enough for the massive mace to drive through it.  The lizard was thrown off balance by the miss, and stumbled forward.  Iduran instantly appeared behind the beast and with a mighty slash raked his blade across the thing's armored back, splitting it open.  It was not enough to kill the beast, though, and it spun around, flailing its weapon about.  The old knight was quick to react, though, and bore his blade deeply into the monster's scaly stomach...

[Dude Man]

"Iduran! Hey, Iduran! Try using the teleport thing!"

"Iduran?" Duilin then noticed the old knight, his old friend fighting off one of the giant lizards.

The second lizard then took his battle axe and readied to slash it downwards at Iduran.

"NO YOU DON'T!" Duilin roared as he bolted forward and tackled the lizard man to the ground. The lizard dropped his axe as he was taken down to the floor. Duilin got back up and then slid his hands from each other quickly making a blade of demonic energy. He then plunged it down on the lizard, before it could reach its weapon, right through the chest.

Duilin then started to breathe deeply, his power was so much for him, and he could barely handle it. He then turned his head and looked at him. Iduran, the old knight from Romme. The very man he saw dead in Retan's Dark Vessel. His first friend he made, the man who actually trusted him, when he turned from the Empire.

"Hello...Iduran. It's me...Duilin..." He greeted, still in his deeper demonic voice.

[Drannic_Lord01]

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The mysterious Lizard-man began to walk east a dock on the dark continent. Everyone in his camp was most-likely to be sound asleep. He tip-toed over to the docks and grabbed hold of a rope on the dock attached to a cargo frigate. Slowly, he let the frigate drift out. When it was thirty feet-or-so away from the dock, he swung from the rope in his hands an flipped onto the deck.

"Small, though this ship may be, to my likings, it is... Mehhehheh! I will find this soul of your lord, yes indeed. He will not expect hospitality from me, will he now? I shall make this one my friend, and together, we will travel to the arctic tribe of Drannsmire!!! MEHHEHHEH!!!!!!"

The Lizard-man was now well on his way to Tjed. He tightened the rudder a few times to make sure it would stay in place over night. Then, he went down a deck and into a chamber with a nice bed that was in front of another chamber with a load of cargo and a few bedrolls.

"I intend not to amass an army now, but this ship will come in handy once I come around to Tjed! Best get some well deserved rest had I..." He waddled to his bed and laid down on his side, his dorsol fin down his back wriggled and stretched along with his tail. Then, he relaxed, and fell at rest.

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Deep in the frozen wastes of the Arctic region in a white-brick monistary, A tall man with a white robe and a blue cape rested in a large throne. "Bring me what news you have of Thommas! I wish to know, for when one finds himself torn from his master, might he seek new apprenticeship?"

Another monk in a white robe greeted his lord and knelt down to bare a blank letter in his hand with a quill and a capped ink well. "Should you wish to write to Lord Jacobie, I have your things, master. I shal get a block of wood for you to write upon!"

"Then fetch me that block, for I wish not to write upon it, but wish to write to my only apprentice," Answered the lord, "Go on Then! Fetch me that block!" The monk left the monistary and found a warehouse out in the severe cold. He entered, found a long, fat block of wood and grabbed it. He left the ware house, reentered the monistary and gave his lord the block and his writing utensils.

"Very good, my minnion!" said the monk's lord, "A bonus I shall request from your superior to bestow upon to you, my faithful minnion. Leave me to my writings, then, my dear minnion! I shall see to it that you be sent to Tjed to send this letter. Leave me then!" The monk left the monistary.

When the lord was sure nobody had been listening to him, he began to murmur to himself. "Finding you be the easiest task for me... but to convince you of my loyalty to the darker one... that may take some swift talking... or forced persuasion! MEHHEHHEH!!!!!!"

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[Jenia]

Well well, who do we have here?

With the (hopefully) last lizard defeated, Fernis jumps off Elphos and approaches the knight and demon, ignoring the many stares of the Tjedi knights.
((ignore the T for a moment. LAWL XD))

"Ah, a friend of Iduran, are you?" she asked, as politely as she could, ignoring the sheer energy being emitted by the demon lord...
"I'm afraid you won't have time to catch up on old times. Iduran's time... Is almost over..."

She then turned to look at Iduran. Her smile was forced, but it's kindness honest.
"I was glad I could meet you, Sir Iduran. Next time we meet, I'll have you stay longer..."

[Drannic_Lord01]

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|HOLY DRANNIC CHAPTER PROLOGUE ENDED|

THE REAL LEGEND BEGINS

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The sky was a dark and warm color. The sun had began to set itself down to greet the shine of the new moon, which had already drifted into the sky. The smell of dead lizards hung high in the air. This, however, had no effect on Jacobie as he got out of his bed and grounded the boat to shore.

Scailing the mountains to get to the Tjedian capitol would be no easy task for a regular lizard man, but Jacobie was different. He was to simpley walk up the mountains, for he could walk on walls and ceilings. He ran swiftly across the land and leapt into the sky with great force. Going at an incredible force of 20 miles a second, he landed on a mountain wall and ran up its great hights.

"Hmm... The soul is near by!" said Jacobie, "I can feel it! I must make haste!" He ran up the wall on all fours, brutally exhausting his strength, but still he ran. Finally, he jumped off the peak and landed on top of a dead lizard-man. There, he saw another lizard-man, an imp, an army of soldiers, two demons, and a few other people.

"Where is this place?" Jacobie asked himself, "Eh!? The soul! I felt it a few seconds ago! It's gone! NO!!!!!!" Jacobie raced around the area, trying to sense the soul, but failing. The others gave him curious looks. He looked down at his feet and sighed.

"Does anyone know where I can get to the northern fringe from here?" Jacobie asked. The only response he got was shock, and four soldiers raced after him. He held out his arms, his hands turnd out with his plams inwards. The soldiers froze.

"I have no intent to harm any one of you. Please, take me to the north of this island! I am serching for a lost friend... *Sigh* Let me guess... You are all surprized that I can speak in full round-about sentances, am I right?" He walked forwards, unsheathed his two katanas and threw them on the ground, hoping someone would take this as a gesture of kindness. They did nought but stare...

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"MY LORD!" yelled a white monk who came bursting into the white-brick monistary, "My lord... *Huff* *Huff* He's been *Huff* sighted sir!" The monk bent downwards to catch his breath.

"WHAT!?!?!? Where hast you'd seen him last!? Uhh... I mean where hast he been sighted, minnion? Please let me know... I wish it to be known that my apprentice is still okay." The monk took out a news-letter from his robe pocket and threw it up to his lord's throne.

"What's this, a news-letter? Hmph, what's it say... Let's see." The news-letter read as follows:

FLYING LIZARD-MAN SIGHTED NEAR WESTERN TJED!!!

A Tjedian farmer reports that a flying lizard-man in crimson armor and two katanas attatched to his belt had flown over his farm and towards the mountains of the Tjadian capitol.

The lord crumpled up the letter and threw it back at the monk's face. "Get out of my sight! I needn't known that he'd been seen by a peasant FARMER!!! LEAVE ME MINNION, OR DIE!!!" The monk ran tremendously fast out of the monistary. He found his way into the warehouse and hid behind a few crates.

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Justin rolled over to his side. He couldn't stop thinking about his strange dreams he shared with Dori. *Who was this 'Jacobie' fellow... and what did he want with me...?* He rolled over again and looked at his friend Jannis, who was now sound asleep. She looked at peace again.

*What the hell was all of this about...?* Dori thought to herself, *Who in Dran's name is that Lizard-man in the crimson armor? How could he speak so well...?* Dori could not stand this insanity anymore. She got out of bed and went into the hall. Justin was there as well, which surprised her again, but less than it had before.

"Saw it too then, did you?" she asked Justin in a mellowed-out tone. "Yeah. We should leave now," He answered, "Best not to bring danger to my friends..." They both agreed to leave the north in search of this Lizard-man whose name was Thommas Jacobie. They planned to start by searching the mountain-side, then the Tjedian capitol. So begins their journey...

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[Xorlak]

"Hold!"

Ven pushed through his knights as they surrounded the red armored Lizard Man, and they lowered their weapons slightly.  His right arm was wrapped in a white bandage and a bit of blood was leaking through, though the flow seemed to have stopped.

"He appears to mean us no harm."

The High Knight Ven was slightly leery, since it was odd to see a Lizard Man not in service of the Dark Empire and wondered if this could be a ruse.  But Lagart had proved himself trustworthy, so perhaps this one was as well.

"You intend to go to northern Tjed?  It's not that easy of a path from here in the southwest.  The entirety of the center of the island is covered in tall unscalable mountains."

In order to get to northern Tjed, the lizard would have to traverse the complex system of tunnels through the mountains which lead to the valley capital city in the center.  From there more tunnels bore through the northern mountain faces, eventually making it out to northern Tjed.  Ven didn't quite want to give this information away so freely.  Perhaps a test would be in order.

"We know a route, though.  In fact we are headed in that direction now.  However we are in the midst of a great battle and I fear the enemy will be striking back shortly.  We must hold the enemy back at the caves just north of here.  I see that you are a warrior.  If you do not mind helping us though this upcoming battle, we would be glad to help you reach your destination.

Some of the knights looked shocked by this proposal, but Ven nodded.  The enemy outclassed them by far.  They needed all the help they could get...

Ven then looked back at the ships on the horizon.

"Hurry, we must get to the caves.  You can take your time on your decision."

With that, Ven and the small handful of knights jogged through the mighty hole blown in the walls of Kesnar and began their way towards the main army which should be waiting for them in the caves by now.

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(Tjedi! Yes!)

Iduran smiled softly as his body began to fade, becoming translucent.  He nodded once to Indher and then to Duilin, apparently recognizing him completely though his form had changed.  Resting the tip of his sword on the ground, he simply gave the two a "thumbs up".

Then his body disappeared, cast into a million specks of white light.  The specks swirled around the sword as it balanced there for a moment, brightly illuminating the rocks around the cave entrance.  All the soldiers watched wide-eyed as the particles of white light twirled around that blade.

The tiny stars did not disappear, though.  They remained for a while, dancing in the night air, for the sun had set just at that moment.  Then one by one, they went into the blade as it rose into the sky, each speck making the steel shine brighter.  Each time a speck merged with the sword, the white-blue aura emanating from the blade glowed more intensely.  When all the points of light were gone, the sword was a blazing beacon.  Its form had changed slightly, the hilt becoming a bright gold with ornate curves.  The blade itself was like a dazzling mirror, tiny silvery runes etched upon the edges.

Then at once the glowing stopped, and the sword fell to the ground, piercing through the rocky ground and remaining suspended there.

Thus on that night, a new sword of legend was born.

The Iduran.

[Drannic_Lord01]

"Capitol!" Jacobie exclaimed, "Then lead the way, knight! I shall follow you all galliantly behind, blade at the ready." Jacobie picked up his two katanas that he had thrown on the ground and returned them to their sheaths at his side. He still held on to one of his katanas with his right hand if need be they enter a combat situation.

"I will indeed assist you, but when we reach who I am looking for, I must take my leave. If you need anything beyond that point, contact me with this." Jacobie handed the wounded knight an orb that glowed blackly as did the night sky.

"The reason for this glow, though I cannot be certain, is probably because of my lord... he has escaped the undercroft of my leader's monistary and has made his way here. I search for him in the form of a man whose name I have not yet discovered. He travels with an assassin as his maiden... her name I know not as well. Anyways, if the orb's glow is green, then I will be speeking through it. If it is blue, you are speeking through it. Let's be off then!"

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"Ugh!!!" Valimore retorted, "He gives this knight our sacred locating device!? What treachery is this!? *sigh* I believe I must find a new apprentice... for my old one has fallen with the enemy. Draconis!!! Come forth!" Another monk in a white robe entered the monistary... although he had a dark blue face and dark red hair. He was a drow, unlike the humans at the monistary.

"What is your wish, Lord Valimore? Have you come to your decision on when we must make our attack on Tjed?" The drow knelt down and looked up at his lord.

"No... not just yet, Draconis... but I fear your second has fallen in the enemy's hands... Hence forth, I grant you full apprenticeship! Your training starts tomorrow, and when I feel you have trained enough, you will take down your broth-uhh... second... He will not be an easy kill, mind you. You will need a plan. In any case, get some rest at your mother and father's house... I have eager plans for you in the morning, Mehheh-uhh *cough* ahem *cough*."

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Justin and Dori were well on their way to the dock in the north. Amidst the travels and walkings, they came across an old rune lying on the ground. It was black, and had a red flame symbol carved on the side.

"I wonder where this came from... though I don't think we should keep it, Dori... uhh, Dori?" Justin's words were meaningless as Dori glanced within the rune, bedazzled by it's red and black glow.

"I'll keep it. Who knows? It might as well come in handy one day..." *heh heh heh! I wonder what the street value of this thing is! I'll be rich I tell ya! Gold will be over-flowing my house!*

"Dori, have you forgotten already? How can someone forget something that dramatic? Oh, forget it, just keep the thing. We have to keep moving, anyways..." Dori pocketed the rune and they continued along thier route to the Dock.

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[Dude Man]

Duilin stepped towards the sword. "Iduran..." Once again he was gone...

He stepped closer towards the majestic blade. Duilin started to feel his demonic energy fading, and as he stepped closer towards the sword he began to change back to his normal self, before he even had his wings, he was now a full human. Duilin knelt before the sword, and reached his pocket taking out the shard of metal, with Romme insignia engraved on it.

"I know, I barely got to know you that much Iduran, but you inspired me to step up against the empire and show them that Gaian doesn't belong to them, or anyone. You may have been old and little skilled in magic, but you kept fighting. And until you died you were still going strong. For awhile I felt what I was fighting for was to get stronger and gain more power, mostly to defeat Draven. I don't even know why, I want to defeat him, I should let it go. But you're brief return has reminded me, that I should keep fighting but not for myself but for the liberty of Gaian. The Dark Empire will be defeated, I promise..."

Duilin then wrapped his hands around the hilt of the sword, yet before he could pull it out...he fainted, returning to his half demonic self…

//God, was that was cheesy...\

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Marshall continued to rapidly fire at the zombie Raymond.

"DIE! DIE! DIE!" Marshall shouted as he gunned down on him.

The zombie ogres advanced on Marshall, however Marshall's ogre and Wilhem's Dragon came to fight off the zombies to protect the summoner.

The body of Raymond was scorched and signed and blown into to many pieces in order to be useful, Raymond apparently wasn't much of a fighter.

The zombie ogres however continued out their last orders. Marshall's ogre continued to swing his club and smash away at the zombie, but the undead proved to be stronger. With a single mighty swing of its club across the neck, Marshall's ogre fell to the ground lifeless...

Wilhem's dragon on the other hand was more than a match for the undead ogre, with only a single wide blast of flame, the zombie ogre was burnt to a crisp. It flew towards the other zombie ogre, as it was getting ready to strike and blasted a large ball of flame at the ogre, and it met a similar fate as the other one did...

[Jenia]

He... Is fusing... with the sword?

Fernis raised an eyebrow as she saw the particles of light dazzle around a floating sword, and was somewhat startled when it fell down.

Interesting...
I bet this so called "greater power" which allowed me to bring him back had this planned from the very beggining!
Well, at least talking to him again would be much easier than I thought.

Fernis devilishly smiled to herself, but then realized the demon lord next to her turned completly human and was giving a speech as he picks up the sword holding the knight's soul.

Man, you are TOO cheesy...
wait...
Did he just...?

As the man who was a demon lord a moment ago finished giving his speech, he dropped flat on the cave's floor, chaging again, this time to something in between both his previous forms.
Elphos, who was complaining about his sore back rather than paying attention to what is going on the whole time, now approached Fernis.

"Hey, Fernis, wheres Iduran? And who... What the hell is this winged man on the floor?!"

But Fernis ignored him completly. She bent down, looking all over the body of the half-demon.
Upon noticing a bare graze, she carefully removed a single drop of blood with one of her claws without further wounding him, and then took out a tiny salve, into which she dropped the tiny amount on her fingernail.

This will be enough...
I'm not good enough with alchemy, chemistry or anything like that...
But I know someone who is...

[Zeros']

Zeros' and Allen both watched the scene between the two, Zeros' smiling and Allen shaking his head.

Zeros' turned and started to walk towards the castle in Tjed, glancing back at Allen, seeing him struggle. Zeros' stopped and backtracked, slinging his arm across Allen's shoulders and supporting him, the 'older' man looking up at Zeros' and smiled gratefully.

Together, with Zeros' half-carrying the old man, they walked back towards the center of Tjed.

[Xorlak]

(Chapter 12 ends in two days.)

Ven took the black orb in his gauntlet.

"Hmmm, interesting."

He knew such devices were in use.  The Crimson Empire used to use orbs to communicate, though he'd never seen one up close.

"Very well, I understand you have obligations.  The name's Ven.  Yours...?"  he said as he pocketed the orb.

Just then though the group made it to the cave mouth.  Ven gasped as he saw fallen knights scattered about, along with some huge dead Lizard Men.  The majority of the knights were alive and well though, thankfully, and were spread out in a wide circle, looking at something in the middle.

"What is going on here?"

Ven pushed his way past some knights to see Duilin lying on the ground, reverted to his old self.

"Duilin!"

Kneeling next to him was some strange creature.  Immediately, a flashing image immediately stabbed through Ven's mind...

It was some sliver-furred thing with a large bushy tail, flying through the air, an insidiously long slender blade in it's right hand (claw?).   Three knights, good honest men with families... ran from the creature in panic...  It was if they were moving in slow motion, yet the silver demon did not.  The thing tore through their bowels with a single slash, slicing through their heavy armor like paper...

Ven snapped back to reality when he realized he had stopped and gasped.  All eyes were on him now, and he shook the image out of his mind.  The creature next to Duilin looked nothing like those demons, after all.  Her fur was brown, and she didn't even have a tail.  And obviously she was taking care of Duilin, bent over him like that.  He continued his jog over.

"Is he all right?"

[Drannic_Lord01]

"Hmm..." Jacobie had seen this Dulin Character and sensed his demonic powers, although they were faded away. Jacobie ran up to the three and looked at Dulin.

"This one will be okay. There is much power radiating from this area, though. Is it this...?" Jacobie grabbed hold of the Iduran and pulled it out of the ground. Just then, he was shocked and flopped over sideways. The blade fell out of his hands and Jacobie fell to his side. A few moments later, he got back to his feet.

"What is this thing? Such power it has... a fallen soul within, perhapse?" Jacobie shifted the blade over next to Dulin with his right foot and knelt down to see Dulin's face. For once, it looked normal.

"This one is your friend, is he not? I shall help him." Jacobie lifted Dulin to his feet and put his arm on his left shoulder. He draged him around the cave and sat him down against the wall. Unfortunately for him, five more Lizard-men droped down from the mountains.

"HHIIIIIISSSSSSS!!!!!! DIE, HHUUUMANNSSSS!!!!!!" The Lizard-men had not expected Jacobie to be helping the good guys. He unsheathed his katanas and slashed like crazy. A few minutes later, Jacobie let down his katanas to his side. The Lizard-men fell down backwards into chunks of bodyparts. Blood sprayed everywhere.

"They did not see that coming, I bet!" Jacobie exclaimed. He went back to Dulin's aid. Holding his hands close together, Jacobie made a ball of basic energy (green) and put it next to Dulin. It glowed a green light all around the area and lit the cave as well.

"No more time must we waste!" Jacobie exclaimed, "I must get to the north. I will wait a few moments for your friend to restore his strength, but no more than that. As soon as the moon is down, I go my own way if you will not assist me.

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After a few hours of madening walking, Justin and Dori finally made it to the docks by 9:45 pm. The moon shone high above them, along with a strange glowing force field around the mountains. Justin and Dori looked at eachother.

"Good god... could this be... HIM?" Dori asked, "He's really here?" Justin grabbed Dori's arm and pulled her forwards towards the dock. "We have to keep moving. I'm sure he'll find us anyways. Let's go!" They both continued forwards, sure enough, to see a man in a black robe with a hood covering his face.

"Hold," Said the demonic voice, "state your purpose..." Justin stepped forward. "We come from the south. We are here to by passage underground to the dark encampment. Thand Yug-dizer sent us."

"Us?" said the demonic voice, looking behind Justin, "Ahh, a Drow... fine one at that, too. You a slaver? Or is she just passing by with you as well? Fine, then. If Thand has sent you both, I'll take you along. Come to my ship. We won't reach our destination until morn, unfortunately... sunlight... ugh. Anyways, follow me to my ship."

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[Drannic_Lord01]

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(Note: you may want to read the topic I posted earlier, about the Holy Drannic Republic of Knights among other things. Otherwise, you'll be confused, but okay.)

*FLASHBACK*

Lark readied the assult on the monistary, cutting down several monks in his path. "Come on, my men! We must show these fools what the Republic really is!"

Charging behind Lark the Drow was Katterina the Warlock, Daniel and David the Gepardi Twins, Gabrina the Angel, Nelldor the Elf, and Doriana, a paid, Drow assassin.

"Let's give 'em hell!" Yelled Katterina. She took out a fire rune and blasted a hole in the monistary, killing quite a few monks as well. The two Gepardi Twins changed into Fire Dragons and scorched the monistary with their fire breath. Monks came racing out, being incinerated by the intense flames. Chard monk dust blew in the wind.

"Come on, then!" screamed Lark. He took out his bow, enchanted with cold ice, and shot many monks that made it out of the flames. Gabrina grabbed Nelldor and Doriana and placed them on an invisible platform in the sky. From there, they armed their crossbows and shot down monks leaving the surrounding buildings.

"I hope blood doesn't stain my robes," Katterina uttered to herself, "Although I suppose some sort of combination of water and healing magic could demolish the stains..." The Gepardi twins lowered from the sky and transformed then into wyverns and flew into the monistary.

"Need a lift?" Gabrina asked the two that were still on the platform. They jumped on her back and she flew in the monistary. Lark and Katterina raced in close behind.

"Give up, Valimore" Lark demanded, "You're out-matched! You cannot hope to defeat us!" Lark took out one of his arrows and shot Valimore in the leg. Katterina flung multi-magic spells at him as well. Standing on the side, Nelldor and Doriana shot a continuous stream of bolts.

"Hmph... how pitiful." A great explosion occured after the devistating attack. Still in his now-broken throne, Valimre sat, laughing at the attack force assembled against him.

"Hold him off," Doriana told Lark and the others, "Nelldor and I will go below to the undercroft! I'll be back in a few minutes." Nelldor and Doriana raced to a trap door next to a wall where they had been standing. They opened it up and jumped down.

The twins swooped in on Valimore, slashing thier claws at his chest. He groaned at the pains it had caused him. Then, Daniel stuck his claw in Valimore's chest, nearly piercing his heart.

"Ugh... No..." Valimore gasped for breath. Soon after, he fell over and crumpled into ash. Gabrina flew forwards and collected his ashy remains into an urn blessed with the power to capture the soul of an undead creature.

"Lark, go check on Dori and Nell, would ya?" David asked as he and his brother transformed back into Humans. They joined up with Gabrina and Katterina as they awaited Lark's return with the others. Lark went down the trap door and found Doriana and Nelldor staring at an inscription of a large, gold chest.

"No, don't open that! Do you know what's in there-" but it was too late. Nelldor had lifted the golden chest's top. Out swirled two translucent spectral beings. They flew past the trap door and out of the monistary, bumping into Gabrina as they passed. She let the urn fall, and it shattered into pieces.

"Not the urn! What will we do!?" The ashes lifted into the air and reassembled into the form of Valimore. Soon, his pigments and features returned.

"You little wretch!" He screamed, "I'll kill you all... You're first."

SWISH!!!

He dissappeared and then reappeared in an instant, striking Gabrina's head with such a force, it flew off, soaring out of the monistary.

SWISH!!!

This time, he appeared behind Nelldor, coming out of the trap door, punting him across the monistary and into the ceiling. His guts decorated the ceiling and then splatered all over the floor.

"Time to DIE!!!" Valimore grabbed the twins' heads and crushed their skulls with a great force. he threw what remained of the bodies at Lark and Katterina. As they fell to the ground, he grabbed their leggs and smashed their bodies on the floor. He took his right hand and raised it well behind his back.

"By the name of the greater lords, I send your souls to the crushing forces of OBLIVION!!!!!!" He brought his hand down, dragging slowly a great ball of purple and black energy, greatly increasing in size as he brought it down upon the two on the floor. All that could be seen from there was a great purple flash that soon transfered to pure white, blinding any on-lookers.

*FLASHBACK ENDED*

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