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 Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2005 8:03 am
Streak's watch was finished and it was close to noon. For the rest of the day Streak was training until it came to dusk. His guard then left and headed west. There was nothing there, but they wouldn't reach the Tower of Dalken as one of there men was injured by some unknown cause. As they came closer to the mountain Streak sensed a battle that had probably happened abot an hour ago. Streak wondered what had happened. He eventually, found a place for the guard to rest. Streak dececided he would see if he could find the cause of the battle.
After an hour of looking Streak noticed a figure by the tree. As he went closer he realised it was the women again. Streak froze and began to walk away.
"What is she doing here?" Streak asked himself.
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Posted: Mon Oct 31, 2005 11:23 am
Issildia suddenly sensed that someone was near,she came to her feet, though in the process of standing another bolt of pain raced down her arm. She stifled her cry of pain and forced herself to stand. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness Issildia noticed a figure that was slowly moving away. It was that man from before she thought to herself.
Issildia knew that she was in no condition to fight but it seemed odd that this man happened to be here, on the western side of the Heriden mountains. It was time for questions to be answered whether he wanted to talk or not. Issildia vanished into the shadows only to reappear a yard or two away from him. She made an attempt to conceal the fact that her arm and shoulder were wounded though it was difficult to manage.
Finally she stepped out of the shadows, now only being a few feet behind him. "Away from your post again, or is it still not your watch?" she said darkly.
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2005 8:12 am
"It was my watch 3 hours ago. What are you doing here? Everywhere I go you are there, why?" Streak question her.
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Posted: Tue Nov 01, 2005 10:05 am
Issildia arched an eyebrow," I would hope that it is nothing more than coincidence that we keep running into each other...but I have business of my own to attend to and none of it concerns you." A twinge of pain ran through her arm again causing her to wince slightly. "I advise that you return to Terradova, it is not safe here...Already I have had a run in with the enemies of Anier..."
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 9:32 am
"That is not an option. We are not cowards. We are heading to the Tower of Dalken." Streak replied. "I have heard you possess the royal seal yet you don't seem to fight for Anier, how so?" Streak asked.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 9:46 am
"It is a fine line between courage and stupidity, if you wish for you and your men to die then go to the Tower of Dalken, I have seen Larovia's forces there and they are many in numbers, if you go to the tower then you go to your death." she said coldly. "And as to why carry a Seal of the Nevar line then you have asked a pointless question...Who is the only person to side with Anier that is of the Nevar bloodline?" Issildia crossed her arms and glared at him icily.
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 9:53 am
"You hold a good point, but I disagree with us going to our death. Their forces won't know we are enemies. We are merely doing reconisence." Streak said proudly. "I can protect myslef and so can my guard."
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 11:56 am
"You don't give the Larovian forces enough credit," Issildia said darkly. " They can and will discover you, your foolish pride blinds you to the point that you would risk the lives of your men just to get a piece of information that Anier has most likely been alerted of already... This is why I left Anier, this war has pulled a shroud over the eyes of all, both Anier and Larovia believe that they are right, that they are good and the opposition is evil...If there has been anything that I have learned while in the service of Anier, is that it can never be as simple as good and evil, in an era of war there is only one motive against another..."
Issildia continued to glare at the man, her voice edged in ice. "Do you truly believe that what you are doing is right? Do you truly believe that the people of Larovia are evil?
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2005 11:51 pm
"THEY KILLED MY PARENTS!!!!!!" Streak shouted. He then realised he'd just given away information of his past. "Whatever the consequences I must make it to that temple. We are not there to fight this time. We are not going there to see their armies there, we are going for the temple itself."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 6:16 am
Issildia only arched an eyebrow, he was allowing his emotions to rule him, and such things were dangerous. "You should not harbor such hate towards a people that you have never tried to understand, it was not the people of Larovia that killed your parents, but a person... if you must exact your revenge then exact it upon the person that caused you pain...believe me, for I know exactly how you feel. If you want revenge then take it, and relieve yourself of that burden, but do not allow your emotions to rule you I know all to well what such things can lead to."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2005 8:23 am
"YOU KNOW NOTHING!!!" Streak shouted.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 4:52 pm
Issildia suddenly moved forward and with her uninjured right hand she pinned him against a tree.
She glared at him icily as she pinned him there "Years ago before this war began, a mother and daughter by the names of Aisling and Issildia Nevar escaped from the halls of Eradon, they were of the Nevar line but they wished to have no part in the legacy of their namesake. They traveled to Anier hoping that perhaps they could find refuge. And for some time they lived without fear of their past finding them." Issildia hissed with anger, "But to their dismay they were found and punished, they were called traitors to their clan. And they paid dearly for trying to turn their backs to the Nevar line and for their crime they were tortured until the brink of death... until without reason they were set free..." Issildia's voice grew colder, " The mother and daughter did not understand why the Nevar's set them free but they took it as a blessing and returned to Anier. It was only a few years later that their error was realized. Without warning an assassin murdered the mother and tried to kill the daughter as well, but only managed to wound her with a cut to the neck, gifting her with a scar that she would carry for the rest of her life..." Issildia paused before continuing. "The assassin left the daughter for dead and returned to Eradon and to his clan, the assassin was Marcus Nevar...my own half brother." Issildia said with remorse as she stepped back from Streak, the dim light of the stars illuminating a slender gray scar that ran down the right side of her neck. "And I can tell you now that my half-brother paid dearly for what he did all those years ago...so do not think that I don't understand what you have been through, for I know the nature of vengeance better than anyone..."
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2005 11:40 pm
((Sorry I took so long to reply, but I'm on the boat....AGAIN. I'll be home in another week, so look for me to post alot more once I get back. Here's my character in the mean time. I have a feeling you'll like him alot. twisted TTYL.)) Name: Akurei Takinowa Age: unknown Race: Angellos Arcanus..... Gender: Male Weapons: Izayoi- A sword that was forged from the remains of the two legendary blades Zantetsuken, and Zanketsumaru. Secondary Weapons: Naganasa- Throwing knnives infused with a rare and deadly posion that causes flesh to rot, and other materials to wither. Powers: Arcana- A form of elemental manipulation that utilizes the darker twins of each element. It is capable of twisting the light into the darkness and creating dark elements. Allignment: Chaotic Neutral Appearence:  Biography: Akurei Takinowa, a name that has not been spoken for countless millenia. He is the one being that was able to conquer the infection of the Dailontra. His race had gone extinct long ago, and he lives as the sole survivor of his species. He is the man who single handedly fought and defeated the twin Guardians, Azrielle Tatsumaru and Malkaia Ryomoku, who were proven to be his own children. As a result of his victory, he took the remains of their shattered blades and forged his own blade, Izayoi from their remains. Akurei is the one and only master of a forgotten form of magic called Arcana. It is proven to be the equivalent to the holiness of Astranu, the Realm of light. Rumors state that he is actually the creator of the art, and taught its secrets only to his children. It is said that he has a third child, other than that of Malkaia and Azrielle. A daughter that he now searches for. His role in the wars that now rage in the two Kingdoms of Larovia and Anier remains a mystery to all.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 2:41 am
~As the two of them spoke the air grew colder. Cold to the point where a fog could be seen leaving their mouths. This cold was not unaccompanied, for another voice, a darker voice echoed through the area. A voice that would sound familiar to Issildia, but foreign to the other. A voice that was both calm and cold. Comforting and erie. Dark and empty.~
Vengeance? You know nothing child.
~This voice was so similar to theirs, but not. The tone suggested that his being was older, but there was much more resolve in his voice. Although this voice could be heard, there was no trace of the originator in the area. His body was nowhere to be seen. His presence could not be detected. Only this strange aura that was emmitted in the room. It was undetermined as to whether or not his man was in the same room as them, or if the being was somewhere in the near distance. Either way he was close enough to hear what they were saying.~
I have existed from the morning of the worlds, and I shall exist until the last star falls from the night. Although I have taken the form of Akurei Takinowa, Angellos Arcanus and Emporor of the Shadows, I am every man as I am no man. I am every soul as I am no soul. I am every Sin as I am no Sin, and therefore I am.....a god.
~Just as he finished his statement, the room was filled with a strange light. The light was bright enough to fill their vision with the image of a teenage girl, sitting on a swing singing a pecuilar song.~
First attack, Second Attack, Third attack lost.
On the Fourth Attack, Papa was killed while looking at the stars.
Fifth Attack, Sixth Attack, Arcanus comes for you.
On the Seventh Attack, Mama went to hell. And that's where you'll go too.
~The image faded once again and the two of them found themselves back where they started. The coldness was gone and the voice had vanished as well. There was no trace of anyone other than the two of them in the area. It was as if the two of them had imagined the entire thing, but the frost on the ground made it clear that what they had experienced was indeed real. Who was this voice? What was that illusion? These are the questions that would haunt their thoughts for some time. How they would effect their lives remained a mystery.~
(("God" is only a figure of speech. lol.))
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2005 9:13 am
(((You're Alive! I thought something catastrophic had happened to you lol, anyway I like you new character, he should make things quite interesting I can already see the plot twists. I guess the Navy is still giving you hell... sweatdrop Makes me glad I didn't go into the marines with my friend Drew. )))
Issildia froze upon hearing the icy voice that reverberated throughout the area. Her hand instantly went to her sword, "Take your men and return to Terradova," When Streak did not move she drew Sumar and leveled it at his throat, "I do not wish to kill you, but there are now forces at work that you would rather not be involved in..." For a moment it seemed as though she would kill Streak but after only a moment or two her blade came away, "Heed my words and you may yet live to see the end of this war."
Issildia's form then faded into the darkness, her presence completely vanishing...
Issildia reappeared some distance down the mountain-side, she had decided that her objective in Eradon would have to wait, she would wait and watch, for she intended to discover the nature of what had happened earlier. Something was oddly familiar about that voice but Issildia could not place it. But she would not worry with that at the moment, for she intended to keep a watchful eye on the Anierian soldier from Terradova. If her intuition was correct he would probably ignore her advice and continue on to the Tower of Dalken, and Issildia's intuition rarely misled her...
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