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((disregard the rock that was laying with his ashes, yeah, its not actually there.))

*Near where Phanx and Torment had been incinerated the blades quickly regrow and grow to a height of at least seven feet. As they slowly untagle themselves, revealing Renesa Nusradai. She glanced around, and even among the burned blades she could distinguish the remains of Phanx and Torment, but Phanx first because of his more familiar, lingering aura.*

"What happened here..."

*As they approached their destination a woman standing among the burned fields with a small section of the bladed grass in pristine condition near her flaged them down, though they were heading there anyhow.*

Ren: HEY! Down here!

*The 4 landed nearby and the Elder had a ranger keep Kalie back for a moment. He stepped forward to talk to Ren.*

FS: I know what has happened, tied is her fate to the events.....

*With a sudden powerful flash within his mind he stumbled back and stared at Ren.*

Ren: Are you ok...Mr. bird thingie?

FS: Aven I am, Fateshaper I am called. But you...your fate is tied here like none others. Your name...Renesa Nusradai is it not?

Ren: Wha...? The first name yes...but I've never known my last name since I can remember.

*Ren backed away a bit, uncertain as to what was going on exactly.*

Ren: I don't know whats going on here...but you people are freaking me out...I'm not dead...or well...as far as I can remember, that remembering thing isn't exactly easy.

FS: Truly the beloved of Fate. Allow me one indulgance miss, a question. Why here are you?

Ren: Um...well the forest got on fire and I came to see why.

FS: Yet you knew full well it was none of your concern and it was un-needed for you to come here.

Ren: Well...I was curious.

FS: Nay, you were drawn here by a force you could not explain, deny it?

Ren: Well...yes... I cannot deny it.

*FS turned from the others and knelt down with aid of his staff as great blue runes traced out from it. He inspected the ashes, they were so close as to almost mix. He did not touch either, but ran his hand close to them, then glanced towards the egg Ren was holding.*

FS: I can see....why can't you?

*He glanced at Kalie and continued.*

FS: You should be able to see it. I feel it within that object and what lays before me. Understand do you?

Ren: His mother......w...b...j...huh?

FS: I can see your Fate, as with any other. Not meant for this earth. He must come and allow rest. Fix his mistakes...yes...*glancing at Kalie*...return to you he will, in time. Time....time...time...

*He quickly rose to his feet and hobbled over to the two Aven that had accompanied him, talking to them in their language. He hands over his staff halfway through talking with them.*

((in english, cause I can ^_^)) FS: The two of you, leave place this you must. Tell the others, I am no longer. Fate my own is seen. He returns and go with him as he leaves. Elder given to the Cloaked General. Always losses least are his. Fine warrior and great leader. My spot take he.

*He hobbles back over to the others and stands off to the side of the ashes, not wanting to touch them.*

FS: Fate odd ways it works, even changing the nature of self. come, take hands of mine. We shall fix all HE has done wrong in this trail of time. Fix the mistakes, yes. HE can help too.

*He holds out his hands as to have the other two stand in a ring around the ashes.*

*As the three joined hands FS began a slow chant in his native tongue. To any who could interpret it, which Ren could likely make out bits and pieces, it would seem to be a prayer to the god of Fate. A thin line of blue energy runs across the charred ground from one to the next until a triangle is formed. From this three lines connect from the exact center of the faces to the opposite vertecies that create an intersection right between the ashes of Torment and Phanx. At the intersection a beam of light rises to eye level. Following this the vertecies of the triangle and the three points where the lines met with the faces also create small beams of light which meet the first in midair to form a trianglular prism of sorts. With a low hum the three that are somewhat a part of this prism begin to feel a surge of energy pass through them that leaves a tingling sensation on the skin. The ashes of grass around them slowly form back into their original forms, a shadow of what they once were, and burst into flame. Slowly the flame dies and leaves behind pristine blades, as if they had never been touched. The Fateshaper slowly begins to fall into a trance as he leans from side to side, forward and back. With a tremendous explosion of energy from the prism that seems completely harmless a wave passes over a great deal of the Razor Fields before it fades, creating a similar effect on the rest of the blades as what was right near them. As the wave dissapates FS throws his head back and lets out a primal roar...or screech rather. Well, it would have been a roar if he wasn't a bird. As the scrrech ends it turns into a hacking cough as light envelopes him. A voice much different from his own has replaced it. FS's feathers are all orange with green tips.*

"Self dammit...I did it again..."

*With a second, but brief flash, FS returns to normal and a pinpoint of light extend out from him to the center of the prism. A small clock forms from the light with the two hands at six, slowly moving up to three and nine, whereby they rapidly swing up the rest of the way and smash together with yet another flash of light. As it fades a man no taller than any average human appears coughing violently, coughing up feathers it seems. He wears a long orange robe with green designs covering it, a hood comes up from the robes and hides his face except for brief moments where the light from the prism cast a shadow of light across his face, illuminating it just long enough to determine it is indeed human and that he seems to have small horns. When his face is hidden in shadows two eyes gleam out from within, one a brilliant orange and the other a deep green.*

Aetas: Lesse...how did this go again? Ah, yes. Last Disciple of The Old Ways, Why Hast Thou Summoned Me?

Fateshaper: Different your appearance is Fated One. Summon you for last Aid I have. Son of yours at your feet and Wife just beside. Third being one who will be of law a dau... Acquiantance she is of fallen honored son. Request of you the return of Fallen Son and Faded memories of Wife Forgotten.

Aetas: Your Request Is Hea...eh, ******** it. I see what you're getting at. Just gimme a couple minutes. Seriously dude, you sound like Yoda from those movies or something. Anyway, yeah I was kinda on my way here anyway. I kinda ******** up big time and only recently noticed. As much as I'd really like to return Torment to you guys, I can't. I've ******** up the timelines enough as it is. Kalie...I'm sorry, I just can't.

*He glanced at Kalie for a moment as if trying to read her future and pierce into her soul.*

Feh...i guess i could...just once more...

FS: Of the Wife Forgotten and Myself?

Aetas: Yes, I'll be taking her with me and I'll be granting you a reward for your faithfulness throughout the millenia. Your unnaturally long life has granted you much wisdom and power, thus I allow it to continue for the rest of eternity as an aid to my past self, and sooner or later, myself as I stand before you.

*Aetas turns to Ren and runs an oranged veined finger down her cheek. Her hair billows around her as if a great wind had picked up all around her and her clothes shift to garments made of the finest silk ever seen to this world. Her hair is filled with flowers never before seen to this mortal realm and a ripple of orange light runs down her body. She takes a deep breath and smiles as she exhales. She takes his hand in hers and steps up into the air next to him as if stepping onto some unseen platform. He whispers something to her before kneeling down in midair, closer to Kalie, his face still hidden.*

Aetas: Keep an eye on him for me, cause I'll be a bit, "busy" for a while.

*He laughed a bit as he glanced upwards and nodded once or twice. FS turned and gave a bow to Kalie, giving her a proper goodbye in his language as well before reverting to english.*

FS: Lucky one the Son must be, like you to have one.

Aetas: Can't you ever not talk like Yoda dude? I swear, you're going to drive the old me absolutely crazy.

FS: I speak the way it is.

Aetas: I'll be surprised if I ever come to be with you talking like that all the time. Turn into the god of violent fits of laughter or something.

*With a wave goodbye that micked the motion of the minute hand of a clock Aetas and Ren slowly faded away, leaving a shimmering orange portal in the air. The Fateshaper lifts off the ground with a powerful thrust of air and darts high into the sky with but a mere three beats of his powerful wings. One might say they had a certain magical quality to them. As he reached the portal a halo of orange light surrounded him as his long beard faded away and his was given a second youth of the body, but age of mind, everlasting. As the portal closed the Razor Fields fell silent except for the rustle of the winds blowing through the blades. With a particularly strong gust the ashes of the two fallen warriors dispersed into the winds and the three little words Torment had quietly revealed to Kalie in the jaccuzzi seemed to whisper upon the winds.*

((I changed a bit in what Aetas said in my last post, didn't seem right, now says: ))



*The house Torment had begun building stood mostly unharmed, save for the melted and totally ******** up windows. Yet as Kalie drew closer to it the house started to lean to one side, whereby it collapsed inwards and leaving naught but rubble and scrap metal. The magic sustaining it before it had been completed now gone. Where the golem had been was a pool of still-molten metal. Regret was nowhere to be seen still, it was almost as if all traces of Torment were passing away.*

((and yar, its short, shut up ^_^ my next post, whenever, will actually have some content to it.))

*Slowly the band that had been orn of the stars "evaporated" off her finger and the suns seemed to all snuff out at once, replaced by a single moon. In fact they had not been, but something else was going on. What exactly was unclear.*

*IV sat watching from the edge of the Blasted Wastes. He so wanted to go and comfort her, but that was part of his past. His hollow grey eyes turned towards the sky and he silently cursed Torment for leaving her.*

~~~

*The night began to play tricks as the stars danced in the sky, the moon shifted in the sky, casting a light over the RRazor Fields, creating a long shadow from where Kalie was sitting. Slowly a second shadow joined Kalie's.*