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Sin laughed and thew his arms in the air shouting in a controlled voice so that only the people in the immidate area hear the shout.

"Woo Hoo! Revelations! I think I read a book with something like that in it... never really got into it though... lots of good stuff thought... of course that Nazuren inquisitor sounds like a fun time.... cuz you know what they always say... umm... damn.. I almost had it... crap this'll be bothing me the whole night now..."




Grevious made his way into the clearing panting lightly after the days run and slowly stood up stright. He took one deep breath and his breathing regulated. Looking around he saw Zeno's back pack on the ground and then looked around at the clearing.

"here?"

He asked sneering a little at the chosen campsite.

Archer's eyes scanned the horizon fruitlessly. It seemed Issildia had done what she set out to do. He watched the stars, feeling alone in his life. All he had was a single companion who probably doubted his worth. The rest in the group either did not know him, or mistrusted him, he was sure. He missed his brother slightly, and the old days before their parents had been killed.

~Azrielle had decided to take a rest within the forest of 1000 souls as the infection that plagued his body was casuing a phenomonal fatigue within his body. He knew better than to sleep in a place such as this, for his presence would surely attracted the creatures that dwell within its borders. Landing in a tree he took a seat on one of the branches and folded his wings over his shoulders. He reached behind him and unsheated his blade...Mugetsu. An Indigo colored aura could be seen shining around he blade. It pulsated completely in sinc with his own heartbeat. He became mildly tranquil by this light, and he could not understand why. Noticing a few of the creaures gathered below him, he sheathed his blade and pulled a peculiar flute out of a pouch hanging frmo his belt. He began to play an unusual tune on this flute, which in turn caused the primitive creatures below him to calm themselves and fall deep into slumber. This tune also playe a role in calming the malevolence within his own soul as he rested. As soon as his body recovered he would continue on his journey and hopefully soon make contact with his objectives.~

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile, back in Larovia~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

~Malkaia had made his way to the ruins of Anier to search for what he considered the key to ascension. He made his way to the deepest ruins which were all that were left of Lizzera's castle, and indeed he found what he was searching for... three fragments of the Onmi Crystal. Once he tucked them into his pouch, he only needed to take a glance behind him to find two indivisuals prepairing to strike him down.~

I was beginning to think you weren't going to show up.

Sunactos: Save it Malkaia. That scar on your face proves it. YOU ARE NOT AN AZERIAN!!!

Solace: Yeah, we've had suspicions for a while. You are the one that murdered an entire clan of Azerian warriors with your ARcana.

My my my. You have done your homework.

Your face is the exact same as that beast you brought us. Who sent you here? What are you planning?

stare Do you really believe I will tell you?

Do not test us Malkaia. You stand on dangerous ground right now! *a platoon of Darsha's archers appear behind him ready to attack*

Dangerous ground? evil You have no idea what you are dealing with, maggot.

~Malkaia suddenly raised his hand to head level. Making sure he was in plain sight, his hnd and forearm suddenly burst into dark flames. ((Indigo coloered Flames))~

WHAT THE HELL?!?

All of you...

KILL HIM NOW!!!

FIRE!!!

Die... evil

~Just as the archers released their arrows, Malkaia raised his hand above him releasing the flames into the air above. They spread across the sky and covered the ruins in their heat. The arrows that were fired all desintigrated before they made contacted with his body. Once the area was completely covered in this light, an erruption of these dark flames suddenly shot towards the heavens. A pillar of flames could be seen for miles upon miles, even from the confines of Trenia Sekia and Faltora. Once the flames subsided, Malkaia was the last man standing, as he stepped passed the charred corpses of Sunactos and Solace. He looked back at the chaos he had left behind as the falling debris had finally started to impact with the earth, and spoke one phrase, not in his native language, but Larovia's current language.~

Uuma ma' ten' rashwe...Ta tuluva a' lle. Don't look for trouble...It will find you.

((THis is the tune that Azrielle is playing just in case someone is currious. Garden of the Gods))

Sin just finished putting in the last few things into his back before looking up to see Issilida walking off down the rise and to the rest. Pulling the string closed on his bag he picked it up tossing it over his sholder and quickly following after her.

(((Yfacusa! E lyh'd fyed du nayt ed! E yccisa oui gabd ouincamv pico uh dra puyd eh fnedehk ed ib mum. Yht E bnacisa dryd oui femm pa kaddehk pylg haqd faag yc oui sahdeuhat aynmean, E landyehmo ruba cu, drah vencd yht vunasucd oui lyh caa ouin tyikrdan yht caluhtmo fa lyh kad ajanodrehk cdyndat bmudfeca fedr dra NBc whee )))




~The single detachment of Larovian soldiers that had been dispatched to guard the eastern borders of Faltora had been scouting the area for days to find nothing that could threaten the Larovian forces. But finally as the noon day sun began to arc towards the horizon they caught sight of the very sort of thing that they had been sent out to stop. They were about half a day from the city in terms of travel when they spotted the group coming across the plains of Keirdon. So they decided to forego sending a messenger to their commander to alert the army to what they had seen, and to simply deal with these travelers themselves.~

Issildia as walking alongside the horse that Sylph was riding when the whistling sound of an arrow cutting through the air caught her attention.
A single arrow landed little under a few feet in front of them, the steel colored fletching on the arrow told Issilda all she needed to know.
"Get down, all of you!"
As she said this while dropping to a knee; the following volley of arrows arced into the air.
"Ram en' naur!"
As she extended her left hand and uttered those words the very light of the sun's rays seemed to flare around the arrow volley. With a subtle flick of her left hand the arrows burst into pale colored flames, raining northing but ash down upon the intended targets.

Immediatly Issildia stood; scanning the horizon for the enemy she spotted nothing but a sharp rise in the terrain, an ideal place for archers to take cover while launching an attack.

Issildia looked back to Sylph who was now on the ground with her bow in hand.
"Return fire and cover us as best you can."

"You can't expect me t...!"
Sylph's voice trailed off as Issildia drew her blade Nyththirren; in the same moment her form faded away into shadow.
As Issildia reappeared in the same fashion on the side of the rise still facing the others, Sylph gave up in coming up with a clever retort and drew and arrow from the quiver and quickly nocked it, aiming towards the rise. "All of you go! I'll cover you as best I can." As she said this a sickening cry echoed out from the other side of the rise where Issildia had silently slipped to, obviously she had gotten her hands on one of the larovians.

(((Anierian Translation~
"Ram en' naur!"= An old world Brittanian spell for creating a fire field.)))

There were nearly fifteen larovian warriors hidden behind the rise, a third of their number were archers while the rest wielded and assortment of weapons.
The first to fall by Issildia's hands was the closest of the archers to her position, silently she had slipped in behind the celtarie and quickly and painlessly snapped his neck. Though this move eliminated the element of stealth for Issildia as the remaining soldiers turned their attention to her.

As the blade of a silver washed falchion darted in towards Issildia's neck she twisted out of the path of the weapon, as soon as she assumed a new position Issildia lashed out in a diagonal slice with Nyththirren. The blade cut through the armor of the nearest soldier with a shower of white sparks, instantly sending her opponent to the ground with a wound to the chest.

At that moment, through the shadow manipulation of the celtarie commander, the shadows cast by the sharp hill seemed to come to life. Tendrils of darkness lashed out to try catch Issildia by the arms, as this happened a startled expression crossed Issildia face as she was caught by her right wrist. But this lasted for only a fleeting moment as Issildia muttered an incoherent phrase under her breath and a brief flare of light ensnared the shadow immediately eliminating it.

Issildia then hurriedly raised her blade to block the forthcoming blow of a larovian swordswoman who had attempted to take advantage of the immobile enemy.
Forcing the swordswoman back Issildia quickly countered by lunging forward to drive her blade nearly up to the hilt in her opponent's torso.

With a sickening rending of flesh she withdrew her blade and quickly turned to the next of the soldiers...

~As Sin approached the battle, the four archers of the group emerged from behind the rise and took up aim.
As soon as Sin drew close enough for an unavoidable shot ,the bowmen released the arrows...~

((Yfacusa! E lyh'd fyed du nayt ed! E yccisa oui gabd ouincamv pico uh dra puyd eh fnedehk ed ib mum. Yht E bnacisa dryd oui femm pa kaddehk pylg haqd faag yc oui sahdeuhat aynmean, E landyehmo ruba cu, drah vencd yht vunasucd oui lyh caa ouin tyikrdan yht caluhtmo fa lyh kad ajanodrehk cdyndat bmudfeca fedr dra NBc))

~As the battle ensued, the man in Black Armor, Akurei Takinowa stood back wathing all that transpired. He was in a position were he could clearly see the Larovian platoon to his right, and Issildia's party to his left. Monitoring the aura of both groups, he could feel the tides fo the battle shifting as theur assaults continued. His own aura once again hidden to all, except those whom have felt it once before, he silently watched the battle, refusing to aid his 'comrades' as a familiar figure appeared to his rear.~

What do you want?

How long do you plan to keep up this ruse? You could destroy them in a single motion if you wished.

You're right. I could, but what satifaction would I gain from such an act? What reward could I acquire from their deaths. None. The lives I seek, are that of Reinsen and Darsha Nevar.

What? I thought you were seeking to make them an ally?

I have no need for allies of their stature. They are great warriors, yes, but their thoughts are clouded by their own greed. So much so that they could never fathom the truths behind their actions. And soon enough it will destroy them both.

Have you seen this?

Anyone could see the errors of their ways. Either way, it seems that until we find her, our plans will never come to fruition. Have you any progress?

No. She is just as elusive as you, my lord.

Keep looking. She could not have left Trenius Sekia. Do not rest until she is back in the Palace. Go.

Yes, your magesty. *she disapeears*

Soon the Nevar bloodline will be erased from the timeline. Issildia, I would have liked to keep you out of this conflict...but you already know too much. Nai uuvanimo turamin!

~Just then, Akurei, from his position raised his hand toward the heavens. The rumble of thunder suddenly engulfs the area. The coulds begin to release several runic symbols and they all make contact with the very shadows that the commander had summoned. The shadows take a twist in color, now remebling a blood red form than their usual shade of black. As Akurei continued to watch the battle, a smile of satisfaction envelops his face as the very shadows that were attacking Issildia Reinsen's troops, now began to slaughter the Larovian soldiers as well.~

((nai uuvanimo turamin = Charm Monster. An Old World Spell.))