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Re: Dark Age Legends
« Reply #6270 on: January 12, 2008, 06:04:06 AM »
~-~-~ Spire City, Phoenicia ~-~-~

Shuichi was sitting behind his desk, putting his notes and books carefully in his white suitcase. The class was empty and clean, because Shui spend the last hour cleaning it after the students experimented with the transformation and conversation of cores. It was quite a mess, as most of the students weren't prepared for the practical test Shuichi gave.
"And I was sure that I explained everything so thoroughly. Maybe must I go more in depth.." He thought when packing the last statue that he transmuted, and closed his suitcase.
At that moment a young female student came to him, she was eight years old, but Shuichi wasn't sure.

- "Erm.. Master Yoshi?" The girl asked a little ashamed.
The man in a long and light brown coat, that one could say it was white stood up from his chair, and shoved it under the desk and turned towards the girl with a awaiting look.
A few seconds passed before the girl realized that she should say something.
- "Master Yoshi? I'm ... a little confused about the things you taught us the last weeks. You was explaining-"
Shuichi cut into her.
- "-too bluntly, I know my girl, I'll explain everything in more details next time we have a lesson! Oh, be prepared to learn all those infrastructure cores from heart! Ophinis, Zachnisis, Duxchnis!" He said it with a delighted voice remembering all the things he had to learn in the past.
- "No, no! Master, please that's not it!" The girl quickly cried when Shuichi was passing her walking towards the door. He stopped and turned in reaction, with a bright but surprised face.
- "Master Yoshi, the things you explained to us were TOO complicated, I got everything when you explained how the cores reacted with other parts of their structure, but then you began to tell more and more stuff! I couldn't follow it at all!" The girl said it holding her hands tight in front of her. She looked at her master, and startled a bit, quickly bowing and saying - "I'm very sorry master!" apparently just now realizing how blunt her statement was.
But since Shuichi had finally some free in a long time and he was feeling good today he answered totally opposite of what would be expected of him.
"Lack of detail? Is that what you expect of my teachings? You think that explaining only the basics is enough?" Shuichi sighted. - "Very well then. If you'll come to me after class next time I'll have the honour to teach you and your friends, I'll explain things less thoroughly.. as one could say." He chuckled a little from his own joke, and turned to the again bowing student saying thank you a few times.

- "Don't forget to lock the classroom." He said when he was outside and pointed at his desk, where a bunch of keys lay.
- "Eh.. Yes master! I won't disappoint you!" She took the keys, and wanted to bow once more but Shuichi was already gone, leaving her alone in the room.

"Nice kids are those"
He though walking the building out. "A little young to teach maybe.. but hey, maybe it's better that way." He made a tired face now. "But sometimes I feel as if they do not grasp my explanations!"
He sighed loudly and raised his head a little, and saw three kids giggling in front wall of the school.
"What can those do at school after school time I wonder.." Shuichi asked himself, and quietly sneaked up behind the kids. When he stood behind them a huge sadistic grin appeared on his face. In front of him three kids were laughing and writing some runes on the walls, in which names and little drawings of themselves had been craved. A kid put his hand on a rune that he just made and an another text was cut into the wall. "Willy 4 ever" it said.
He put his hands on two shoulders of two children, and they flew into the air like cats when they gets scared and screamed like seeing a ghost. When the three of the kids turned, fear and desperation fell on their faces.
Shuichi could see them properly now. These were HIS students, one of the few who "managed" in his lessons, two boys and one girl. The younger boy brunet and smaller than the other boy and the same age of the girl who was gold haired blond and ten years old. The other student was also blond, and he was eleven, he was also halve a head bigger than his friends. They all had huge crystals in their foreheads.

- "Well, well, well. What do we have here? Students trying to find the border of my patience maybe? I want to say that I'm disappointed in you, but I'm not, noticing the fact that I expected this of you, mr. Walker, Junes and lady Angela." He was saying all with a kind voice, but his eyes were burning with will to punish the kids.

- "Ma-master Naga-ayoshi... we didn't expect you to be here.." The older boy responded, the one that Shuichi looked at when saying "Junes".
Shuichi smile became brighter. "Well of course you didn't, otherwise you wouldn't be doing this here? Or are you implying that you would still do this even if you knew I would come?" His eyes were glowing with satisfaction.
- "Never! Never master!" The girl answered fast. "We only.."
- "Were "stupid". Is "stupid" the word you seek?"
- "Not at all master, we didn't expect you to still be on school!" The younger boy joined their explanation with an eager voice.

Shuichi raised a eyebrow, and then began to grin. He took a pencil from one of the boys, and wrote something on the wall, he touched the runic text while turning towards the kids back, the wall changed back to its original form. Almost however, if one would look with a very sharp eye, or just be experienced with runes he would be able to see something in the small bulbs in the wall. "Shuichi fixed this wall" to be exact.
- "Now lets think of a proper punishment, hmm?" Said Shuichi ignoring the fact that the children were tilting their bodies to see what Shuichi did to the wall. "I know!" He slammed his fist into his open hand.
He walked a little forward, and pulled the girl by her hand. "Follow me!"

After some minutes they found not far from school a small field. It was covered with white solid brick stones. Shuichi faced the students as they walked on it.
- "I have created this just for such a occasion. As you may remember or not, during the beginning of your training you were taught how to change solid with rocks who were already transmuted for some part, this made the runes that you had to write shorter and easier, a great thing for starters, and created by me." He paused to underline the fact that he created it and continued as follow "Now I have made this whole area out of these stones, so if you will transmute these you will see that it will take much less work than in our classes."
The older boy smirked a little to loud.
- "What is it Junes?"
The boy was startled a little by the reaction of the teacher on his smirk, and started slowly.
- "Well.. Master we are good in these things, so we don't need this help.."
- "Good?! I can't see that in your grades, but you'll be thankful later... Because you must make me wet with water or let me trip!

The children looked at their master with a strange look.
- "Come on! Don't be afraid!" Shuichi encouraged them enthusiastically.

- "Alright.. let's do this then.." The smallest guy took out a piece of charcoal out of his pocket and sat on his knees down and began writing runes down. The other two followed his example.
Shuichi looked a little disappointed, and walked to the younger boy, who was concentrating himself on the runes.
-"A little complicated, hmm?" Shuichi said to the boy, and as he looked up Shuichi erased his runes by trapping the charcoal of the ground.
-"Whaa-aaat!?" The kid yelled at his ruined runes. "Why did you do that for?!"
- “If I challenge you, that means we are in a fight, and don't think I'll wait for your runes!”

Saying that Shuichi kicked the kid a little back, but he fell pretty hard. "Ouch!"
- "Show me you're no weakling!"
The boy stood up and pushed Shuichi, but he simply stepped away, and pulled the boy at his clothes and let him fall once again, the other boy made slide aimed at Shui's legs to make him trip but Shui caught the boy at his legs, raised him, and released him. "AAAA! Master!!" The boy yelled before he hit the brick.
- "I got the water!" The girl yelled when she completed her water creating rune, but when she activated it, a ball of water appeared in front of her and fell almost immediately only making a small pool water.
- "You won't defeat me with this! The morale of this training is team work!"

The girl rushed at Shuchi, and the moment before she wanted to kick him, the boys bull tackled him from behind. Shui made a salto backwards making the friends dash into each other, but they quickly stood again determined to defeat their master.

Junes rushed with his fist at Shuichi, who caught his fist, then the other boy jumped on his shoulders and made tried to punch him but Shui responded the same way as before. Then the girl pushed the two standing boys making them fall on Shuichi, who almost fell losing his balance, but managed to take the boys and turn toward the earth and make them fall instead. With this motion he also kicked the girl away.

"Neee~!!! Master th-th-that huuuuuurt!!!” The girl began to cry. Shuichi sighted, and the two other boys ran towards the girl. "This a fight Angela.. you can't cry if I only do THAT!"
The girl sniffed a few times, and the group looked angrily at Shuichi, who stepped away a little. They stood in a circle and began to plan how to defeat Shuichi.
"Oi, you can't discuss like that! I'm still here!" Shuichi whispered when he suddenly stood just next to them. From surprise they all jumped back, and Shuichi pointed at the ground, and the kids looked at it slowly…
A rune was drawn on the earth, and Shuichi's leg was on it and activated the rune…

At that moment spikes came out from the earth around him, the boys managed to evade them, but Angela tripped and.. *Flash*
One of the rocks grew right into her face, Shuichi however made the rocks very fragile and they broke on impact, yet Angela was stunned of the sudden realization that she could died just a second ago.
The boys dashed at Shuichi as if trying to avenge her. Junes made a jump kick and Shuichi caught his leg and used him as a sword to bash walker away, and threw him at Angela. Walker stood up in one motion with falling, and kicked Shuchi in his legs, Shuchi made a dangerous move almost falling, but he jumped on his arms and stood up again, pushing Walker away, but before he could complete that, something pulled him away. A spike.. just like his. He looked at the Junes and Angela, who together copied his rune, smiling brightly pointing at the spike. Shuichi looked at the spike and saw Walker jumping from it at his head.

He fell in his face and held it strongly, while the other kids were drawing more runes. Shuichi bashed his head against the side of the spike, and the boy fell of. He turned towards the others and drew something making a crack in the ground were they were a while ago but only the rune was remaining there.. he turned and three kids were sitting in front of a circle full of runes and forced all with both their hands their energy into the rune. The place rumbled, and from the kids to Shuichi the earth lowered making a huge two metered deep hole.

- "Smart.. smart it is.."

He stood near a wall and across the hole they were running now at him. He took a piece of charcoal out of pocket with his left hand and was writing something behind his back, to Angela looking as if he was just standing because she ran way faster than the boys. When she was just about to attack him, he quickly moved away activating his rune. "WATCH OUT ANGELA!" Junes yelled, but Angela saw it already, at what she was running with full speed, a spike that was growing in her direction. She closed her eyes and punched it with both her hands away from her, at Shuichi. It broke immediately and the pieces flew at Shui's face. He to cover it, which made him open and Junes punched him in his side. "Great Angela, don't repeat a mistake, but use it against your enemy!" He yelled while kicking Junes away, and caught Angela at her legs, throwing them out, making her spin out of the hole. A loud "ouch!" was heard, but Shuichi was already attacked by Junes. Junes attacked with his right hand, but Shui quickly pushed it away with his, and had his left open at Junes and tried to punch him in the face, Junes however quickly ducked, and headbutted into Shuichi's belly, who pushed him away with his leg, and turned looking for Walker.
Walker was sitting writing a spike rune as quickly as he could, but he was alone which made it hard. Shui dashed at him, and tried to kick him in his movement, but Walker simply rolled around Shuichi, and when Shuichi had outrun him and the rune, and turned he quickly activated the rune, even though it wasn't completed yet and jumped back pretty far, expecting something to explode. His expectation came true, and Shuichi was about to jump back too, but he saw Junes rushing right at him, and the rune. So he stepped forwards, over the rune, and pushed Junes away from it, and it exploded. The earth on which the rune was placed exploded right into Shuichi's belly.

-"AH! You IDIOT! I taught you NEVER to activate uncompleted runes, YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN OR WHO YOU WILL HURT!" He angrily faced Walker, but he didn't hear him.
He was dashing at Shuichi, and the only thing in his mind was defeating his master. “Showing him that he's not someone to played with!” He ran at Shuichi and wanted to hit him in the belly who was still hurt because of the explosion. "Damn you!" Shuichi yelled, and caught Walkers right arm with his, and pulled him to himself. As Walkers hand was sliding next to Shuichi, he drew with his left arm runes on it, and then caught him at the shoulder. "This rune is incomplete.. want to know what will happen when I'll activate it?" Shuichi whispered, and Walkers eyes were fixed on his arm held by Shuichi, trying to push himself away. Everything froze and stopped moving. Angela who was  on the side of the hole  with wide eyes, and Junes was sitting and looking carefully at Shuichi, who had just saved his life pushing him away from the explosion. "If I wouldn't interfere... you may have hurt Junes, but you didn't care what would happen right? Well we'll see. Sometimes inactive runes don't do anything… or sometimes they explode or transmute their surrounding dramatically…" Now Walker was looking with deep eyes at Shuichi's face, filled with fear. "We'll see."

Shuichi activated the rune, and Walkers arm began to shine blue. Junes gasped, and Angela screamed. Walker yelled in fear, pushing himself away from Shuichi holding his arm.

Nothing happened.

Walker fell on his knees trembling. "This is what happens when someone will play with runes." Shuichi said coldly. "I know what I do, but you don't." He took Walker and put him out of the hole. He turned towards Junes wanting to say that "it's only us two" but Junes had already a rune created. A water rune that is. Activating it, quite allot water began to flow from the rune. Because it was a hole the water would spread itself quickly and Shuichi would be wet in a matter of seconds. Would.
"Too bad I can also use the fact that this is easy material Junes." And he completed writing something on the wall what he started just before the clash. The water began to come close to Shuichi as the whole area which used to be pulled downwards, was pushed upwards ten meters in the sky. The speed with which this happened blew the water away, and Shuichi was standing in front of Junes on a ten meter height platform.

Junes was looking at Shuichi with unsure look.
-"Master, why are you doing this?"
-"Why? Why you ask? You shouldn't play around with runes. Runes are serious business. It isn't fun at all, just like falling from this platform."
Junes looked confused, but he soon found out what Shuichi was meaning, as he walked towards him slowly.. and unexpectedly kicked him the belly.
Everything happened fast. Junes was pushed backwards and fell of the border, yelling his lungs out. His two comrades drew their runes with great speed like never before. A few thin bars appeared out of the wall of the arisen ground, and Junes fell through them slowing himself down, however getting hurt pretty badly.

-"Still alive down there?" Shuichi's voice came from above. "Maybe we should call it even... or should I say my victory?"
-"N-not yet!" Junes cried from below, because his back hurt him really bad now.
"We'll defeat you for sure!"
Shuichi grinned. These kids were really eager to beat him back. Oh well, he had no plans for the moment so he didn't mind extending their punishment a little longer.
He jumped off the platform on the other side, and sneaked once again up to the kids. There they were again discussing their plans.
"I though they learned..." Shuichi complained to himself.
There he stood behind them again. "Hey guys.. didn't I say not to repeat your mistakes-"
- "-but to use them at your enemy!" The kids continued, and Junes and Angela jumped back, so did Shuichi due his reflexes, but Walker stood still, and pointed at the ground.
There was a rune drawn… an pretty complicated one as one may say. Complicated for students that is.
Four walls of two meters height grew from the earth and surrounded Shuichi, sealing him and Walker in a sort of a room without a roof, because the other two ran away.
- "I'll better follow them after I'll finish you, eh?" Shuichi smiled at Walker.
- "Not if things depend on ME!" He pointed enthusiastically at himself and dashed once more at Shuichi. Shuichi was prepared for an attack in his waist height, but the kid instead of tackling him, just run between his legs. Shuichi turned confused, and Walker ran up to the wall, and took out a crayon from his pocket and began to scrabble something on the wall.
-"I won't let you!" And Shuichi tried to grab Walker, but he slipped once more beneath him away, and smirked triumphfully. On the wall was written: "Catch us if you can masty!" Beneath it there was a drawing of a rabbit. When Shuichi stopped reading the boy was already over the wall.
Sight.


Shuichi Sighted.

- "I guess these kids... oh well, I'll just finish them." Shuichi hated seek and catches. He noted a rune down on the wall, a decomposition rune actually, and the wall broke down.
"!!"
Shuichi tried to jump away when he saw the weird way the wall was falling apart. It was too late. It happened.

Behind the apparently very thin wall, an another thin wall was transmuted, and in between, it was filled with water. So when Shuichi broke the first one down, the water fell on him. Not entirely but he got wet, and that meant that he lost. The second wall broke, and revealed three drowned bright smiling kids.

Shuichi didn't knew what to say at first but then he began to laugh loudly.
- "Hahahaah! I NEVER expected you to actually succeed, and be sure that this victory will be written down as a good note!" He wept some water of his face, and came closer to the kids and kneeled down.
"But the lesson I wanted to teach you... was to never use runes just for fun, will you promise me that?"
The kids didn't answer for a while looking at each other, but then raised their hands as a sign of a promise. "We will never ever again master Yoshi!"
"Perfect! Then you are all dismissed!" Shuichi raised his hand back too.

"I'll have to clean this mess..."
He sighted loudly again today, turned, and took out a piece of pergament from his pocket with pre-written runes...

~~Later~~

Shuichi was galloping on his horse to visit his friend Reigratto. When he had some time free, he rode around the island helping people joining talks, joining funs. He was better known in the area near the school, because he spent allot of time near there. He was treated kindly since he was always ready to help, and could perform some significant things with his knowledge of runes. He also spend allot of his time experimenting around the island, and was a interesting topic around children, who were easy amused, and a hero among ladies for his looks.

Some women smiled and waved to him, and he raised one hand, but didn't look at her. "I wonder how Reigratto is doing..."
Teaching those kids reminded him of his home, and the place where he learned using runes properly. When he was poor and he created coins with runes in them, yea that were the times…

~~Shuichi - 8 years old~~

The sun shone hot on Shuichi's back, and he was pushed around by bigger people who were walking in the opposite direction that he did. The small roads of the city were crowded, and all kinds of shops were placed on the sides in between the houses. Sometimes someone was selling something in small cars or on a small table at the side of the road, or they were showing something like dancing with snakes, or drawing something. Even if Shuichi would care about it he wouldn't be able to come closer and see it, because they were usually surrounded thickly by people clapping every now and often when the show stopped. But Shuichi didn't really bother with these things, he thought that art is a waste of time, the whole world was based on Mathematics, and everything was exact, and not vague and weird like the people on the sides of the streets.

There was no place in the city for a small and weak boy, even if he knew some tricks he would call "transmutation" but the older people called it "rune casting" or "rune magic". Whatever it was, it made the people evade him, and respect him more. He however used it to play, and to "receive". He decided some years ago when he was abandoned and could not find work that he would become a "receiver". He would receive anything he wanted from people and people would listen to him. Things didn't go out as great as he expected and people caught him and hurt him calling him a "thief" whatever that could be.

However these runes helped him in playing the game with the bigger people. He was respected by people a little older than him, but the people who he used where usually mad, and chased him when they saw him. Shuichi began to feel a little hungry, so it was time to "receive" some food. He could smell the smell of fresh made breed, and saw through the clouds of big people a small sign with a bread drawn on it, a bakery it was.

He slowly entered the shop after he had pushed himself through the hordes of people who were staring in front of a yet another show of art. The shop was pretty small but wide, and in the desk was close to the door. The door was on the left side, and on the right of the shop two chairs were standing, with one sleeping old man sitting on one of them. Only he and the baker himself doing something behind the desk having his back to Shuichi and the man were in the shop. Great.
The baker was a little fat for as far Shuichi could see, and he walked up to the desk and his head was a little above it and started: - "Good sir, can I have a bread?" The man turned and was indeed a little overweight. He had a large moustache and a beard, black hair and small eyes couldn't almost be seen because of his great eyebrows. He looked really nice, and Shui regretted that he had to receive from this man.
- "One bread?" The man laughed a little with a very low but sympathetic voice.
- "What kind of "one bread" do you want?"
- "The one that you just made, the one I can smell."
The man looked for a while at Shuichi, but Shui couldn't see what he was thinking because of his thick haired face, and then turned went futher in the shop, and after a while returned with a thick bread and handed it over to Shuichi. The desk was open on one side, so when Shuichi would flee the man would easily follow him, and even thought he was fat, he looked incredible strong.
- "That will be twelve cents then." The man looked carefully at Shuichi, who took out three coins of different sizes. When the man wanted to take them however Shuichi didn't let them go. "Wha-" The man started, but it was too late. Shuichi threw the coins and allot of smoke appeared. In the confusion the man jumped back, and Shuichi ran out of the shop. Outside he didn't rune however. He knew that the man wouldn't follow him, blocked by various weird things that blocked his door by now. He slowly walked away, and took a bite out of his bread...

~~

Shuichi arrived at Reigratto's place. It was a not big but not small building with the shop build into it. It was really nice to live there, and Reigratto lived quite happily. Shuichi always knew that his backing would come in fit one day. He stepped of the horse, and left it. It was not like anyone would steal a horse from Shuichi in this area anyway, and walked to the house. A very well done door was decorating Reigratto's house, and several silver looking objects made it even more pretty. Shuichi knocked two times on the door, and after a moment the door opened.
A short black haired woman wearing a apron was standing in front of Shuichi.
- "Oh, mister Nagayoshi! I didn't expect you to come! I was just cooking, and-" A nice woman, but always a little stressed. At least when Shuichi came, Reigratto swore the she wasn't like this normally.
- "Don't worry Marry. I won't stay long. If I will stay actually, is Reigratto available? And call me Shuichi, please." Shuichi smiled, but he had said that last line over a hundreds times to her.
- "Oh, yes! Of course! Come in, come in!"
When Shuichi walked inside he didn't even wait for her. He walked into the living room and saw what he expected. A demon looking man sitting in a purple robe reading a book in a huge and fine chair.

- "Good to see you again my friend."
The man rose his head, and a huge smile filled his face.
- "Very good indeed my former master."
"I told you not to call me that, it's very crumbling in front of... her." Shuichi pointed with his finger behind him, meaning Mary of course, Reigratto’s wife.
- "Well, what brings you here? You haven't visited us in some months, I though you had forgotten us." Reigratto said with a complaining voice.
- “You know me Rei, I have a busy life and I help lots of people whenever I can help people around me!”
Reigratto smiled.
- “Heh, I sure know, all kinds of rumours go around here about you. People tend to talk allot when buying cakes and pies.”
Shuichi bowed forwards smiling with a interested face but tried to answer with a on interested one, but he failed miserably.
- “Soo… what to these people say about me?”
He big grin flowed on Reigratto’s face.
- “WELL, the do you say you have quite some talent for being a rune master, and some even say you are very good looking too… (He meant Shuichi’s fan girls, as he had some around his age.) However some say that you ride too much around and that you should visit some old friends more often.”
Shuichi let him fall completely in his chair relaxing more this way.
- “Hey, it was YOUR idea to settle down in a far off the center place… like a little crowd is THAT bad.”
- “It isn’t my fault that you wanted to stay with that Indher person so badly. You really should get married too, then you would understand me. Or is this a way of coming closer to this person? Maybe you want Indher to be the lucky one?”
Shuichi blushed a little and sighted.
- “No, no, she’s only helping me with my research, that’s all. And I’m teaching these younglings, if I would go away they would miss a hell of allot, since I’m one of the very few on this island who actually knows runes properly… it would be a too big change for them so suddenly…”
And then something hit him. The thing he needed was so close! Of course, that was the answer!
He was drowned away in his flow of thoughts and only heard Reigratto talking half eared about something with “excuses”.
When Reigratto took out a huge cigar Shuichi stood up, and took it out of his hands before he ignited it.
- “You know that is bad for you. I really need to go now, I have lot’s of work to do!” He put the cigar into one of his pockets.
- “It seems that something crazy hit you again? It’s that isn’t it? I know that look in your eyes whenever it happens… well there’s nothing to do against it once it begins, I’m glad that I could be in help of something.”

Soon he stood outside in front of his horse holding some pies that Marry had handed him, even after he had rejected them. He heard a loud “Come back soon” and he departed swiftly. He was just about to finish his ace.

~~ Night ~~

It was black, the only source of light was the moon and some lanterns who were standing far off by the road. Shuichi walked further in to the park, to a place where he wouldn’t be seen. To a place where he could test his newest experiment. He made sure that no one would find him, by placing some anti discovery measures, and he walked towards a giant rock.

He took out with his left hand a small book, a note book, and pulled his right hand out too. On his right hand he had a hand glove filled with all kinds of weird signs. These were however hard to see and the only good to see things were two circles filled with some signs in them in the hand palm and on the top of it.

He opened the book finding the intentioned page immediately, and touched with his two biggest fingers the page. Something shone shortly, but nothing more happened. He now took a deep breath, and touched with his right hand the rock. Immediately all kinds of sign appeared on it, and with the same speed the rock changed into a silver ball.

- “Great.”

He hid the book, and he had the same, or at least same looking glove in his left hand. He let the centers in his palms touch, and just like the glove took information from the book, his left hand took information from his right. He touched the now silver ball, and something began to shine red, and the ball was back to it’s original state, a round rock.

- “Now for the final test…”

He took both his hand in front of him, and touched the rock now. The light flashed and disappeared, if one had a good eye, he would see the rock changing into a ball and backwards constantly. In instance the rock disappeared. Something blue looking like gas was now floating in between his two palms. It was like fell mist, coloured dark blue.

He closed his palms and opened them again. The mist was gone, but the signs on his gloves seemed to shine… blue.
He could feel a great flow of joy coming, and put his hands into his pocket. There he felt something… it was long, and a little soft…
The cigar he took away from Reigratto.
He took it out and looked at it for a while. Then he put it into his mouth and lighted it.

- “I guess I deserve something sometimes too!”

~~ ~~ Apparently somewhere else ~~ ~~

Puco looked upwards at Sienna.
"Of course you are ready Senny! He's your BROTHER! If I had one I would play with him aaaaaa-aaaaaall the time!"
She stood up and raised her hands. "I would show him everything I saw, and I would be NEVER alone! And even if he did something suu-uuper mean to me, I wouldn't be mad, and I would forgive him anyway!

The fact the she was born alone and lived alone was very outstanding now. She turned to Sienna.
"Let's go and find him! It can't be far away can it?!"
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Re: Dark Age Legends
« Reply #6271 on: January 12, 2008, 10:06:12 AM »
// Need to be on more often. Might need your help for this one Xorlak.

Koji floated far above the flying capital, gazing out into the open, Seeing everything around her as if Welkin had never been destroyed. She thought she would never be more happy living on the old Crimson capital, but she was wrong. It wasn't as fun as she hoped it would be. Hence every now and then she floated above, cross-legged, observing the lands below.

The younger Velkens played and chased eachother around in their make-believe Welkin, as if they didn't even care their old homeworld was demolished. "Stupid kids..." Koji thought to herself. She then remembered a time when she was young. Nothing was ever easy back then. She wasn't even 'able' to play with her friends or goof around with them... if she had any, for that matter.

"This is just so boring! I wish I was out there, fighting something! I don't care if I go alone or not, I just want to fight! I've been parched for battle for ages... hang on a sec, I think the sky just got darker... and that smell... oh no." The floating capital was nearing the old Dark Continent. She may have not cared if it weren't for the ships and the people everywhere.

"That can't be good!" She flew back down to the ground and went into the highest tower of the island. Hopefully, she would find Virmir in there. This news was bad indeed. She climbed in through a window and landed on the red carpet of a throne-like room, with no throne. There were plenty of Velkens scattered about in the room, yet it took Koji a matter of seconds to find Virmir among them. She put her first and second fingers on her forehead, in an attempt to telepathically speak to Virmir.

"Lord Virmir, it's Koji. The Island is nearing Terian! Normally I wouldn't care as much, but there are people gathered around the south coast as if they are going to start fighting. It looks like the Federation. Do you think we should help them at all?"
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« Reply #6272 on: January 12, 2008, 10:28:05 AM »
- Random forest in Terian -

Sienna took a deep breath and stood up. "I'm a little nervous but excited to about this. Thank you so much Puco, for your help. This will be great."

Suddenly there was a rumbling sound. The trees shook, leaves fell from them and birds flew out.

"What's going on?" Sienna then went to where there was an opening through the trees to outside valleys. There she saw several gigantic spider-like undead monsters. "I think it's a Kandarinian Army. Oh no. We better stay safe..."

--- ---

- Terian, South-eastern coast -

"You nervous?" Duilin asked Zimmerman

"Wha? Oh, no...not so much." He replied with a smile.

"Hahah." Duilin laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "You'll do alright."



"See...look at that." Firstman sneered.

"What?" Marshall replied, while still reading his book.

"Right there. General Talonscar is already treating the new kid better than me."

"Well of course he is."

"What?"

"He's new, like, really new. He's boosting his confidence so he'll do better."

"Yeah...but I mean...never mind." Firstman crossed his arms and looked out of the window of the ship. "How long is this going to be."

"I'm sure we're almost there. Just calm down."

"I'm calm."

"No you aren't." Marshall lowered his book "I haven't said this before, but ever since we chose to leave the Aspyes, you've been acting all well...different."

"Yeah, whatever. It's nothing."

"No, it's something. What is it?"

Firstman lowered his voice to a whisper. "I...don't like the Federation."

"Neither do I, but it's probably the best thing for Gaian right now."

"No, I mean. I hate it, I think this is probably one of the worst forms of leadership we've had. Sure it's working now, but that's because it's new. But it's gonna fall down, and it's gonna make things way worse and the world is going to end in a decade or two, trust me."

"What do you mean?"

"Listen, the only way the world can stay together is with total government or no government. And total government is completely cruel, so that's why leaving the Aspyes was wrong. People just don't understand. You should agree with me on this."

"I understand. It's just that people don't want to be treated equally, or if they are then people won't work as hard. Say if you were given everything you want in life, would you feel motivated to work to get more?"

"Well...maybe."

"You see, you don't know. Now say if you had a neighbour who had a house twice as big as yours and had more stuff and a generally better life than yours. What would you do?"

"I dunno. Steal his stuff."

"Yeah, but with the Federation, we have officials who prevent you from doing that. Well, you are free to go and try, nobody is stopping you. But once you get caught, you can except a good whooping and some time in jail. You wouldn't want that so what would you do?"

"I guess, try and get some better stuff on my own."

"Yeah, and in order to do that you have to work harder. And working harder means you contribute more to society. Envy is just one of the many motivations that help fuel society."

"That sounds kind of blasphemous. Isn't envy bad?"

"So they say." Marshall then continued to read his book.


"Alright, we're almost there." Duilin said standing up. "Okay, we will split up into two groups. Vaughn, Lagart you will lead Ryan, Hance, Zuhani and Sheri. Me and Marshall will go with Firstman and Zimmerman.

Soon enough the ship landed ashore not to far from General Nymphadora's ship.

"Alright, let's go!"

The squad then exited the ship and grouped up with Nymphadora's squad.

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« Reply #6273 on: January 12, 2008, 11:18:33 AM »
- Terian, Southeastern Coast -

"High General Talonscar, nice of you to join us." Aaron walked over to Duilin and his group. "This is your squad...? I thought it would be much larger than this! Bah, that matters not now, I need to tell you something. The battle is about to start and the men look a bit nervous. It's probably because we haven't had a decent-sized battle in three years. I would like to ask you a favor. Battle just isn't for me. Not anymore, anyways. I would like you to lead Alpha Squadron, my Drannivolkan Elites. I'm tired of fighting. I've already told them to listen to your command. Very well, I'll be taking my leave. Good luck."

With that, Aaron walked off to the coast and boarded a small ship. The ship was big enough to fit ten people, most likely the Elite's ship. He waved good bye as he set off to Ariosis. "I sure hope that man knows what he's doing with a small squad like that. I hope I made the right decision in letting ten more join up with him. Meh, I was actually eager to fight. But no, that's not for me anymore."

And then, there it was. The storming feet, the sound of a march off in the distance. They were drawing close to the field. Duilin made good time, as they were almost upon the Federation soldiers.

"Draw swords!" Nymphadora unsheathed a brilliant silver blade. It shined even when in darkness. Geomarcus followed and got out his broadsword. The rest of the paladins then unsheathed their swords in a massive, unorganized scraping sound. At least her army was ready. Now for everyone else.

"You heard the lady, ready your weapons!" Jacobie was in front of his army and awaiting the enemy with an eager thirst for blood. His single katana Chillrend was with him, and Karma unsheathed her katana Blazuken. She'd changed the name from Burnermaul, and Jacobie changed his from Chillmaul. The rest of the lizardmen unsheathed their broadswords and picked up their hammers, maces, and axes. General Zabel ordered her unit to do the same, and they followed in suit.

The Verrandel twins already had their Drannivolkan mages preped for battle a long time ago. Each of them had their hands ready for a fire spell or a light spell, depending on the type of enemy.
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« Reply #6274 on: January 12, 2008, 12:20:06 PM »
- Terian, Southeastern Coast -

"Don't worry Consular, my group may be small, but trust me. They're good. Helternia has a good habit of being the homeland for some good fighters." Duilin said back to Aaron.

"But yes. I'd be glad to lead your squad." Duilin nodded and waved back as Aaron left.

He didn't really understand that man. He was half Duilin's age but he already acted like an old man. It was unbelievable. But he guessed Aaron may have been more of a diplomat, or he simply just doesn't know what he wants. Regardless, Aaron was a fine consular and was a worthy addition to the federation and he was glad to have a kid like him on his side.

"Alright, draw your weapons soldiers!" Duilin shouted to Alpha Squad.

"Okay kids." He said to his own personal squad. "Once the kandies start rushing in. Split up into the groups I told you two. Vaughn, I'm going to trust you and your group can come up with some heroic and creative ways of taking out the enemy."

"Yes sir. I've got my levitation ability pretty well. I can make some pretty high jumps and can hover!" Vaughn boasted.

"Wait, till you start fully flying before you start bragging." Duilin quipted with a smirk. "And Lagart... just do your thing."

Lagart smiled and nodded.

"Okay, Marshall, Grant, Firstman. We're going to fight along with the Drannivolka for a little while. Marshall summon something big, like an ogre or maybe a minotaur. Firstman and Grant, you can do some sword fighting. I'll take the middle ground and do some spell casting and sword fighting too."

He unsheathed the Iduran.

"It's been awhile since I've used this guy. I think I might give him another go today."

"Him?" Grant asked. "With all due respect, it's a sword sir. What's so special about it."

"It's a long story. But this NOT just a sword!" Duilin replied back, almost sounding a little offended.

"Oh, sorry sir."

"Don't...don't worry about. Anyways, let's kick some ass!"
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« Reply #6275 on: January 12, 2008, 01:43:55 PM »
- Terian, South-Eastern coast: about 10 minutes ago -

-"ALRIGHT, GUYS!!!", Keshel shouted to his regiment's squad of about 100 people. "We don't know how big this force is, or how powerful they are! We'll have visual contact in about 10 minutes, make your estimates then! But even when you do see them, assume the worst! We all know we can't depend on our eyes to tell the strength of the enemy anymore. SO LET'S GIVE 'EM HELL!!!"

The crowd roared. Keshel was pleased with the current turn of events... maybe he'd actually have to break some sweat this time. The best part, of course, will be fighting alongside his comrades in battle, for the first time in a loooong while. At that point, he saw Captain Goethe's messenger push his way to the crowd.

-"Dammit," he muttered, "That can't be good."

And indeed it wasn't. The messenger finally got through, saluted Keshel, and began singing his song about the Captain's orders again.

-"Acting-lieutenant Keshel! Captain Goethe would like to request that you send back your squadron."

-"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!"

-"Yes, sir. She, uh, mildly expressed her wish -" The messenger rubbed a large cut on his left cheek - "that you send your troops back for the crusade. She did, however, allow you to keep the squad's Necrolytes, as they have not been tested in the battle proper yet."

-"Damn you...", Keshel growled. He knew there was nothing he could do, though. "Fine, take them. How many Necrolytes that leaves me?"

-"Fifteen, sir."

The acting-lieutenant's jaw dropped to the ground.

-"Wait a minute. Just let me get this straight. Our captain, with a little less than five years of commanding experience, is telling me that I am to defeat a small army with FIFTEEN people?!"

-"She anticipated your response, sir, and told me to tell you not to take Necrolytes lightly. She would like to remind you that they are the Necromancer Stalkers of Kandarin, after all."

-"Whatever," Keshel groaned. "Just make sure to write on my gravestone that I was following orders. Anyone who takes 15 people into combat against a force possibly twenty times bigger than this is an idiot. In this case, blame the captain, not me."

-"Yes, sir. If you'll excuse me."

The two troopers saluted each other, and the messenger left. He shouted something to the squad, but Keshel couldn't hear him. He sat down, and watched his regiment line up and start marching back to the main force, leaving 15 Necrolytes with their Augments behind. He eyed them as they approached him.

-"I suppose this is it, huh... All I've got is fifteen guys and fifteen metal zombies. How I wish the captain was a little more understanding..."

Keshel noted that these Necrolytes were dressed differently from your average Kandarinian warrior. Their battle suit was a lot shorter, ending up looking more like a jacket than a short coat. For casters, surprisingly, they all had short rapiers as weapons. The biggest difference, though, was probably the fact that they had a black hooded cape on them as well.

-"On the contrary, pan," he heard a raspy voice coming from one of them. "I am surprised she sent that many of us to deal with a normal human force. Two or three would have been enough."

-"Yes," another one replied. "Pan Vladimir over there, in protest, declared that he will fight them without a Khodovik."

Keshel looked at the strange mages.

-"What's that?"

-"A Khodovik? Pan Keshel might know them as Marchers."

The rest of the Necrolytes made disgusted faces at the mention of their creation said in normal Kandarinian. It seems as though they had their own language, or at least their own terms for the undead beasts they create.

-"Pan Keshel does not need to worry," added a third Necrolyte. "Under the command of captain pan Ssesk, we sometimes received training from the greatest pan Sovereign Kronos himself."

-"Although," interjected the first one. "Sometimes I got the opinion that pan Sovereign was just bored with nothing else to do. In either case, we're ready."

--- --- ---

- Terian, South-Eastern coast, present time -

This certainly did not happen often. Keshel was pleasantly surprised with the way things turned out. After a few minutes of scouring the land for remains, almost all Necrolytes resided in their tall Marcher creatures. Each of them also had an army of about twenty zombies which they gathered while taking over the towns, along with captain Goethe's fifth regiment. Keshel himself stayed inside one of the Marchers, to get a better view of the battle.

The enemy was finally in sight...

-"Yevgeny, please inform the other Necrolytes that we're a go for attack."

-"Yes, pan Keshel."

--- --- ---

- Random forest in Terian -

An ordinary patrol... so boring...

Konstantin, himself mounting one of his pauks, was told to circle around the forest in this region. It was obvious that this was punishment for his neglect for his vischy guardian, or, as the non-Necrolyte Kandarinians called it, Augment. Well, the vischy was fine now, so why did pani General send him on this boring job? Besides, his guardian is his property anyway, so what business does she have ordering him around with it? Then again, it IS pani General, so he shouldn't be complaining. Instead, he should be thankful that she didn't turn him into a vischy guardian himself.

Suddenly, he felt a jolt coming from his vischy. It must've found something... Wow, maybe this patrol will turn out to be not as boring as he thought, after all. He stopped his pauks, and climbed off the one that he was on, headed toward the direction of the jolt.

---

The spider-like monsters suddenly stopped. In the newly-formed silence, Sienna could hear faint, muffled moaning coming from a few meters away. The moaning got closer, now accompanied with a strange sound reminiscent of metal scraping against metal. It drew closer, and closer, and closer...
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« Reply #6276 on: January 12, 2008, 05:39:49 PM »
- Fishing ship, sea west of Tjed -


Kelmarr opened the door slowly.  Slowly...

Intense sunlight blinded him, and he had to look away.  Once his eyes adjusted, he poked his head out and cautiously looked out onto the open ship deck, his heart pounding with fear.

Nothing.

Phew....

He breathed a sigh of relief.  No horrible monsters here.  No fish men feasting on human remains or anything.  Just an empty deck on a peaceful fishing boat.  To think he was so scared...

Wait... empty?

He poked his muzzle out the door, angling his ears around, searching for sounds other than the waves.  Where in blazes were all the sailors?  The alchohol-stenched humans that tattooed anchors and their skin and crap...  Shouldn't they be crawling around the place, tending to the sails?  Why wasn't there anyone on that... steering wheel thing...?

He stepped out onto the deck, pressing his back against the wall so he might peer around the corner.  No one.  Great...

He gritted his teeth and drew two daggers-- one in each paw.  He considered drawing the sword, hoping perhaps that the gaudy thing had some kinda fancy magic to go with it, but he figured it better to stick with weapons he knew worked... Blast it.... couldn't he catch one break in his entire life?!

He took another careful look around the corner.  There... There was something on the wooden floor close to the edge railing.  A burn mark?

He gulped and slinked towards it, ready to be jumped at any side.  Holding the twin daggers to his sides, he leaned over the thing on the ground.

A human skeleton.  Scorched?  It couldn't have been... it was deteriorated and crumbling, as if it had been there for millennia...  the pieces flaking off to dust in the brisk sea winds...

That certainly wasn't there when he got on board...

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- New Welkin, Crimson Palace, Virmir's Chambers -


The silver furred fox's ear twitched slightly at the receipt of the telepathic message, but he did not show it in his face.  At least for the moment.  His eyes were focused upon a scroll and the quill in his hand flowed across the parchment in fluid strokes.  When he was finished, he lifted the paper and handed it to Anselm, sitting across from the desk from him.

"Please, leave me."

Anselm's ears perked in surprise for a moment, but then he stood and bowed. "As you wish, my lord."

He turned, the bright metal of a squad leader's insignia pinned upon his chest.  Velkens never wore their ranks in battle, but amongst their friends in times of peace, it was a mark of honor.  And Anselm beamed it, a small confident smile crossing his muzzle.

Two younger Velkens followed the recently christened squad leader eagerly, shutting the door behind them.  None noticed Ko'ji in the window, and Virmir was left alone at his desk.

Virmir slid another sheet of paper to the center of the desk and dipped the quill in ink.

"Riuki, please enter and sit," he said not taking his eyes off his task.

His movements were slow, suggesting age was beginning to catch up with him.  The silver white fur that normally framed the Velkens' faces hid their hairs grayed with age as well, but streaks of white were beginning to show through the black fur that framed his eyes.

"We've been over this before, Riuki," he began, a gentleness still evident in his firm tone, "we will not interfere with the land dwellers' wars, nor will we take any more human lives unless absolutely necessary.  That counts for both sides.  This isn't our world, and we have no right to judge them.  Besides, there is no way they could accept us.  Not after what we've done to them..."

He trailed off for a moment, then looked her in the eye.  "Should Duilin call, then we shall come, as we are indebted to him.  But until then, and I pray that it never happens, then we shall remain in the skies.  Hopefully we will never have to draw blood again..."

He looked at her for another moment before breathing a heavy sigh, his ears drooping. "... Although we are also all free to choose our own paths in life.  And I can see the one you follow here is not for you..."

He leaned over the desk.  "Riuki, I hereby release you from my tutelage.  You have learned much over the past three years, and there is nothing more I can teach you."

He opened a drawer and withdrew a shiny medallion of winged fox with crossed swords under its paws. He slid it across the desk. "With skills that outrank both a Blade Knight and a Battle Mage, you are from this point on an Elite. An independent warrior, capable of choosing your own path.  If it is your desire to join the battle below, then so be it.  Just remember, you will always have a home here."

He smiled a soft, fatherly grin.
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« Reply #6277 on: January 12, 2008, 11:48:36 PM »
- New Welkin, Crimson Palace, Virmir's Chambers (above Terian's southern coast) -

Koji slowly entered the room from the window and placed a paw on Virmirs desk, picking up the trinket and placing it around her neck. She beamed with happiness. "Thank you, my lord... my friend..." She bowed to him and walked over to the window, putting a paw on the sil, then looking back, smiling.

"I'll probably be back here after the battle, to look after my siblings and such... but if I'm not, please... send Helix my love." Koji then turned around and leapt out of the window, soaring into the sky like a rocket. She then flew down from the capital and landed on the coast, right near Duilin and his squad.

"I'm here to help you fight," Koji said with a smile, "it would be an honor if you'd have me at your side." Koji bowed, then unsheathed her sword as everyone already has. She then looked forward and picked up a familiar scent. Unlife. The undead would be upon them in a matter of minutes, if not seconds.
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« Reply #6278 on: January 13, 2008, 04:10:27 PM »
- South-Eastern Terian border -

Keshel eyed the force. It wasn't very large, but several of the individuals in it seemed a little off... Like the one with the strange sword, or the one that just dropped in, consumed by fire. He will have to take one of them on himself, probably. Most likely the one with the sword...

-"Yevgeny, what's the status of attack?"

-"Right now the Necrolytes are amassing their Mertvetzi in an attacking fashion, pan Keshel."

-"I'm sorry, you'll have to be more general with me... I'm unfamiliar with these terms."

-"This is fine. I am not as piously obsessed with calling things by their proper name as my comrades. Mertvetzi, singular Mertvetz, is the name for any creature we control, undead in general. Peshka is name to the ordinary thralls that we raise. Other, more complex creatures, have their own name. I will tell you when it is needed, pan Keshel."

-"Sounds good. By the way, who's the strongest one of this group?"

-"You, pan Keshel. Necromancy-wise, it is pan Vladimir down at the bottom. I believe he is trying to raise a Pauk, a shorter, but more armoured version of our Khodovik."

-"But how? No one's died yet."

-"You will be surprised, pan Keshel, at how many creatures perished here in the past. Under a short layer of soil there is a fairly large bone field in this area. As such, we have the field advantage in this situation. Captain pani Goethe must have known about this, as usually she would send Stalkers with us to provide usable corpses. Even then, we have our vischy guardians in case if the Stalkers are unavailable."

-"That metal-plated thing there? The Augment?"

-"Yes. Words cannot describe their strength. You must watch, pan Keshel."

-"Alright."

Keshel leaned out of the Marcher, looking at the battlefield below. The clouds were unusually thick today, veiling the whole field in a sheet of blackness. This will probably be an advantage for us as well, he thought, as the undead do not need to see in order to hit their target. They've got some strange way of working...

Suddenly, Keshel noticed the one labelled as "pan Vladimir" in, exactly as Yevgeny put it, a shorter, but heavier-armoured version of the Marcher Keshel was on right now. The spider creature shambled over to the group of invaders. Vladimir stood up, exposing himself outside of his Pauk.

-"We the Kandarinian Sovereignty, Order of Necrolytes demand your designation to coming here. An unsatisfactory answer will result in death... as will a satisfactory one, actually. So choose quickly: death or death. The clock's ticking."

--- --- ---

- A random forest in Terian -

The branches gave way as the scraping of metal reached its peak...

A sight undescribably horrible emerged from the depths of the forest. It looked human... in that, it had two arms, two legs, and a head, but there the similarities ended. The creature's skin was entirely covered in small metal sheets, literally nailed into it. Streaks of caked blood coming from below the sheets suggested that the person was alive when... this was done to it. The face was also covered by a flat piece of metal, with four particularly painful-looking bolts sticking out of the corners. Muffled moaning and laboured breathing were coming from beneath that sheet of metal.

The creature moved. Its movements were extremely twitchy, and were accompanied by the sound of metal plates rubbing against each other. It raised its hand, and then, shaking it, pointed it at Sienna and Puco, emitting a chilling wail.

-"Ah, there you are..."

A man came into the clearing from the same dark tunnel that the metal undead. It was obvious that the sight of Sienna and Puco surprised him.

-"Dear, what do we have here? A pani and a panna lost in the woods... Please excuse my vischy, he has no manners."

The Augment backed off a little, while the Necrolyte offered his hand to Sienna.

-"I'm Konstantin, of the Kandarinian Order of Necrolytes. You must be from one of the villages around here... You know, it's rather dangerous wandering around in the woods like this, especially with the panna there. All sorts of vile creatures tend to be looking for food at night. Come to my pauks, I'm returning from my patrol anyway. I can give you a lift back to your village."
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« Reply #6279 on: January 13, 2008, 05:50:18 PM »
- Medium-size Kandarinian Town -

Nex signed himself and the rest of his Talonscar members simply naming them things like Elite 0051, Gleeper 0025 and Steam Demon 0005. He was satisfied with his long list of recruits, yet slightly annoyed with his sore wrist and the massive boredom he’s been enduring. He never had to sign up all of his members like this before, they were simply just members, and were recognized by appearance. They were all one big happy, virgin sacrificing, blood ritualizing family.

The demon handed in the sheets and then went back to Wing. "That was perhaps the most mind numbing thing I’ve done in three years."

"What about before then?" Wing asked.

"Oh, I was floating around in Limbo, pretty much. I hated it. You know what they make you do there?"

"No sir."

"Nothing, they actually force you to sit around and do nothing. At first it doesn’t seem so bad, but it gets boring really quickly. Six years I spent in there. I actually pity those who spend eternity."

"Wait, so you’ve seriously been in Limbo?"

"Yes-sir-e."

"Now, anyways. You were going to talk to me about, what was it? Food?"

--- ---

- Terian South-West Coast, Forest -

Sienna stuttered a bit, she looked still rather frightened by that creature.

"Um...w-we aren't from any sort of village...We are just wanderers." She said.

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- South-Eastern Terian border -

"Attack!!" Duilin shouted.

Upon his sword, an army of Drannivolka with their swords drawn, swarmed towards the undead army. A large amount of the felines began to fly around Vladimir and dive in swinging their swords.
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« Reply #6280 on: January 13, 2008, 07:21:15 PM »
- South-Eastern Terian border -

-"How cute. Panstwo thinks they can use their little butter knives to hurt me. So-wee."

Parrying several strikes with his rapier, Vladimir retreated back inside his Pauk. Some manner of small wings pulled over the entrance to the beast's insides, securing the Necrolyte inside his creature.

-"Heheh," Vladimir chuckled to himself. "Let's begin the fun now, shall we?"

The Pauk seemed to bend forward a little, taking on a definitely aggressive stance. Making several steps backward, it then charged into the bulk of the enemy. Not expecting such speed from such a cumbersome creature, two or three people were caught off-guard by it. They now hung loose on the spikes protruding from the Pauk's carapace.

Meanwhile, Yevgeny and Keshel continued to watch the battle from their Marcher.

-"Idiot," sighed Yevgeny. "Looks like all his talent is going to go to waste at this rate. That is not how one is supposed to defeat foes - by going in straight forward. Pawns go first."

The wavering line of basic undead began creeping forward. They were getting cut down relatively easily, but they certainly did their job of diverting attention. Meanwhile, another Marcher moved in.

-"What's that guy doing?", wondered Keshel.

-"That there is pan Mikola. He developed a curious technique with his Khodovik. Watch him, pan Keshel."

The Marcher certainly looked different from others - on its bottom, it had a short, very thick stump. It seemed to be made out of mushed-together bone and sinew. The Marcher continued walking through the enemy lines...

(Attack: 13)

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- Terian South-West coast, forest -

-"Wanderers? We don't get many wanderers around these parts. Hmm, you're lucky to be found by me, then. Anyone found walking around without a destination is generally thought to be an intruder. After that, you're either killed on the spot, tortured to death, or turned into one of these guys," Konstantin said half-laughingly, patting his Augment on the shoulder. The creature cringed a little. "Depends on how the particular Kandarinian is feeling."

He finally noticed Sienna's scared glances at the Augment.

-"Ah... I see. It took me a while to get used to him, too. That's fine."

The Augment walked away, in those same unsettling, twitchy movements. Meanwhile, Konstantin sat down.

-"I will let you go. However, I must warn you. You are in Kandarin-controlled territory. To reiterate, if you're found by any Kandarinian soldier, you will perish, one way or the other. I am too much of a gentleman to let a pani and a young panna suffer a fate as bad as the Vozvischenie - what others call the Augmentation. Just imagine - white-hot metal plates are applied to your naked body, and once your skin stops sizzling, four painfully long nails are driven into the corners of each plate. This whole time, a Necrolyte is standing by you, keeping you alive and conscious for the procedure. Then comes the worst part... the faceplate."

Konstantin sighed.

-"But enough about that. You've seen the result, and let me tell you, it isn't a very pleasant thing at all. As I said, I can't let that happen. I give you two choices. You can walk free, right now, and stumble into a Kandarinian patrol - and hope that they kill you on the spot, instead of taking you to a town for the Vozvischenie. Or, I can disguise the two of you as prisoners, and get you out of here safe."

Having said all that, Konstantin got up. His spider beasts moved over, and, in a few steps, stopped by him.

-"If I were you, I'd pick the second option. In Kandarin territory, everything has a mind of its own. The Sovereign's Razvedchiks - scouts - are everywhere, and if you happen to bump into one... no amount of running will save you. But either way, the choice is yours."

--- --- ---

- Medium-sized Kandarinian town -

-"Oh, yes. Well, you see... This is the one question that has been bothering me."

Wing stopped to rub his chin.

-"As a non-human, do you get... the feeling? I am talking, of course, about the heart. When you eat their still-beating heart... It feels like their consciousness, their very soul is being added to your own. The effect is such that I cannot resist the temptation of a meal whenever I see it. Good lady General is probably either completely oblivious to this interest of mine, or is simply choosing to ignore it. In either scenario, I must ask you: what is the safest approach to consuming a human... without, say, anyone knowing about it?"
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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 #6281 on: January 14, 2008, 06:57:53 AM »
-Eastern Gaian Ocean, six miles north of Tjed-

The large, makeshift raft floats slowly south; nothing else can be seen from horizon to horizon. On its flat surface is nothing more then a small simple tent, and a cheap windsail, both of which seem to be made of various patchwork cloths. From beneath the tent folds, an amorphous creature peeks out, his pure white eyes scanning the empty horizon from beneath a worn leather cap. As the membrane below his eyes vibrate, it mimics what sounds like a sigh. The voice it creates is relatively high pitched, sounding not quite alto, but certainly falsetto.

"Are we there yet? I really do not like all this water. I am not comfortable around it. Are we close? I am hungry." As he lets out another sigh, his eyes widen as he receives a telepathic message.

<No, Bishop, we're not there yet. I told you it would take awhile, but we didn't have a choice. From what I could tell, that land held nothing but wilderness and death, and the former was certainly not going to explain the latter... and you couldn't explain either. But, yes, we are close, I can sense land in the far distance. At our rate, we should be there shortly, five days at the most. And no, you're not hungry.>

As his eyes relaxed, the blue gel went about adjusting the sails according to the subtle directions he received.
"...Well, I am bored. And you cannot blame me for not knowing, it is not as if anyone has ever asked me before."

While retreating back into the ragtag tent, the sunlight glints brightly off the emerald hilt of the dagger on the gels awkwardly worn belt.
<I know, Bishop, just be patient. We should just hope that we find someone lucid enough to talk to us. If all we find is more ruins... well, let's just hope we don't.>

The large, makeshift raft floats slowly south; nothing else can be seen from horizon to horizon.
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« Reply #6282 on: January 14, 2008, 10:42:15 AM »
~~ Terian South-West coast, forest ~~

Puco looked disgusted at the creature. Hate for it filled her, but sympathy rose too, for the being that it used to be, a normal human. She wouldn't perish like that, but she won't be some kind of prisoner either.

"Well mister Pani, I see you don't like these methods either, but we don't for sure! I don't want to be a prisoner of the death. Death... I never even though about it..." She looked away for a very short while, and returned her look at the man.

She raised one head, and showed her fist.
"Mister Pani, we don't NEED to flee. You see, we'll just fight back! I'm not scared the one that are ALREADY death!"

She touched Sienna in her leg, because she couldn't reach her side without showing it.
"A-are those REALLY d-e-ead?!" She whispered, without any sound of courage, like she just was posing to the man.
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"Marcin could replace Ansem."

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Re: Dark Age Legends
« Reply #6283 on: January 14, 2008, 12:22:08 PM »
- Fishing boat, sea west of Tjed -


Kelmarr circled the disintegrating skeleton, dread filling his heart.  What on Gaian possibly could have caused this...?  He held his daggers to his sides, eyes nervously twitching about.

There... another one...

And another...

The deck was filled with them.

The entire crew?!

"Gah..."  He stumbled back, nearly tripping on his tail.  It took all his might not to scream like a little girl.  And only because he knew that would summon whatever horrible monster did this.

He stood there and breathed, feeling the sea wind kick up.  It was cold, even through his fur.  Don't panic... Don't panic...

Then he heard a scraping sound...

Panic!!!!!

He spun around, tail frazzled, and slashed at a wisp of wind directly behind him.  He charged his right dagger with flame, and the other with ice, totally unsure what he was up against.  Mist surrounded him, and the edges of the ship became indistinct.  He clenched his teeth and growled, eyes wild with fear.

Fear... the word... the notion rang through his mind.  He spun around again and again as the pale grayness replaced every part of the boat, even the wooden deck beneath his feet.

The scraping sound again... a shadow lurching across the ground...

What.

Do.

You.

FEAR?!?!


It caught him by the leg, quickly wrapping around his lower body.  Now he screamed in abject horror, dropping his knives as the coils tightened.  Off-white scales paralyzed his body, and a huge serpentine head descended from the mists above, crimson eyes glowing as it smiled...
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« Reply #6284 on: January 14, 2008, 05:02:07 PM »
- The Dead Island -

Royen Beastkeeper laughed. “Har, har, har! Can’t speak? Didn’t the lovely Gwenivere tell you? You need the help of another!” He held up a piece of cloth.

“How do you know Gwen?” Akran asked, puzzled.

“Well, me and my crew traveled to Margonite Island.” Royen looked at Akran as if to say 'Duh!' He continued, “She told me everything, after a little persuasion, of course.”

“What do you mean by everything?”

“Well, I do know that your name is Akran Drennen and you are searching for a stone,” said Royen clasping his hands together, “And I know that we will fight over it, but you will lose, of course. ‘Tis ‘cause you are weak and too ‘fraid to fight the master of the seas! Har, har, har!”

“Ah,” said Akran, “I see. You would like to get your filthy hands on the Spinel, I presume?” Akran shook his head and stepped closer to Royen. “You really think I’d let a bastard like you steal the only thing that can help me defeat my brother?”

“I have no intention on stealing it, mate,” answered Royen, “From whom would I steal it from? No one owns it, yet.”

“So, what happens now?”

“Well, I says it like it is. We could have a full out battle - my crew versus half of yours,” Royen smirked, “or we can settle this like two pirates and take it out on the open sea, but I know you wouldn’t settle for that either. Gwen told me a lot about you. You fancy her, don’t you?”

When no reply came, Royen chuckled and stepped right up to Akran’s face. “Ah ha… yes of course,” he said seeing the look on Akran’s face, “I know what you want.” Royen and Akran both gripped their bows tightly. Royen had his feathered raven bow.

“What is it that I want?” said Akran through his clenched jaw.

“We’ll play it by your rules.” Royen backed up and addressed both crews. “Everyone back off!  This is between me and this kid: a duel between two archers.” Royen laughed at the sound of it. Turning back to Akran, Royen said, “I’ll give you ten seconds head start. Get your ass movin’ chump! Har, har, har!”

Akran glared at Royen for one more second, and then took off in the direction of the nearest crumbling building. Royen did the same, but in the opposite direction.

When Akran got to the house, he spun around the wall, and not a moment to soon, for an arrow came whizzing by him almost taking his head off. It thudded into the wooden wall with a cloud of black feathers. What the hell was Royen’s bow made of?

“So much for the ten seconds,” Akran muttered to himself as he drew an arrow and latched it onto his bow. He waited a few seconds then peeked out from behind the wall. All he could see was his crew running back in the direction of the ship followed by those pirates. “Damn it.”

The house he was in was in better condition than the others, and it even had a staircase leading up to a second floor. Passing the mural, Akran tested the first few stairs. They seemed to hold, but he still climbed the rest carefully.

The second floor had no roof, only a couple of broken walls. Akran ducked behind one that would give him a clear shot of the ruin Royen was in. He tightened his grip on the bow string and carefully peeked over the wall. He quickly scanned the scene.

He saw a faint movement to his right so he got his bow ready and aimed it in the direction, still keeping his body protected by the wall. Akran stared down the shaft, ready to fire at anything that moved.

A few moments passed, and there was another movement. It was by the door frame of the house. Akran could only see a foot sticking out from behind it. He aimed, and fired. The boot was pierced and flung across the room. Oh no, a decoy! Akran felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder as a black feathered arrow hit him. He fell back on his back and rolled over. Grimacing, he ripped out the arrow. Ouch!

Akran breathed heavily. An odd sensation spread from the wound across his chest. He tried to ignore it and he sat up with his back to the wall. He took a chance and glanced around the corner. To his surprise, Royen was standing in the middle of the ashes, totally exposed. Ignoring the pain in his right shoulder, Akran drew another arrow and took aim and fired it below at Royen. He didn’t move, even though the arrow missed by inches.

Royen looked at the arrow that just missed him and then raised his hands and called up to Akran. “Go on! Try and hit me again!”

So, Akran tried again. He pulled himself together and fired another arrow. It missed again. What is going on? Royen was in plain view. Akran’s shoulder was injured, but that shouldn’t stop him hitting an impossible-to-miss target, yet his arrows still missed him. Soon there were several arrows in the dirt around Royen, all just inches away from their mark.

“Give up! You can never hit me now!” Royen yelled up to Akran all the while laughing, but keeping a calm composure. “Don’t you know that ravens are bad luck?” He held up his raven bow. “Your done, matey.”

Does that bow actually make me miss?
Akran couldn’t believe it.

“My luck will probably soon wear off, so I guess I should be leaving.” With that, Royen hurried to the building Akran was on top of to claim his prize - the Majeuri Spinel. He had his piece of cloth ready and everything.

Akran groaned and tried to stand up. He was unsteady on his feet. The wound was making him nauseous. Had Royen poisoned his arrows too?

He heard Royen enter the house. No! Must stop him… Akran tried to take a step.

Below he heard a gasp and cry of triumph. Suddenly the entire structure shook violently. Akran stumbled to the stairs, but fell over. He was starting to lose consciousness. Blackness was closing in around him as the house continued to shake.

Akran vaguely saw, through half closed eyes, Royen running away from the crumbling building holding a shiny object in his hand. That was it. Royen Beastkeeper had found the Majeuri Spinel.

The floor collapsed and Akran was sent tumbling into darkness.
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