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 Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 7:25 pm
Not too far from the encampment, Zeo could sense a strange powerful energy. It was some form of necromancy which interested him. Zeo ran towards the base when he noticed Ome, but he was diferent. Zeo sat, cross legged in the sand from a distance. He didn't want to get too close so as not be detected.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 7:37 pm
Issildia drew her blade away and sheathed it in a swift motion, and nodded to Archer before turning back to the Tower, where Luin Ryera was now standing, his face grim and resolute.
Issildia then slowly strode towards Luin her expression guarded as she now truly thought about becoming an ally to someone who had once been one of greatest foes.
Instread of greeting in a form that would befit a royal of the Nevar line and the leader of the fabled Ryera the two cut to the chase.
"What do you want from me Ryera, that would give you incentive enough to aid one of my comrades?"
Luin glanced at her with the same dark expression that she dealt him, his eyes flickered over her face before he spoke, his voice sounding different that usual, almost as though fear was present in his speech.
"Your father leads an army upon my people and my lands...I would ask you to side with us for this one battle...to deal with your father, and to aid us in turning his forces away."
"And why would I aid you Luin, aside from the fact that my comrade is possessed my a necromancer."
Luin's green eyes caught her own as he spoke, this time his voice far softer than before, "He took your kingdom...killed the one you loved, before your very eyes, and burned the white city to the ground...Issildia there is no greater warrior than one that has nothing to lose...Besides" he said his voice taking on it's usual haughty air, "Between your father and us...the Ryera are the lesser of two evils."
Issildia's gaze hardened as she glared at him, "This is all you ask...in return you and your clan will do what they can to free Streak?
Luin gave a slight nod as he continued to watch her, Issildia was silent for a moment before she spoke, "I will do it"
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 7:47 pm
Archer's eyes went wide. "No! Issildia, I will fight as much as needed, we do not need these people!" He struggled against his older brother, whose faces matched almost perfectly. Kuchane laughed, semsing his anger "Your anger makes you weaki, accept that evil will win in this world, and your journey into the next world will not be your last." The sword opened its eye again, and announced "I am done." It closed its eye again, and was returned to its sheath. Kuchane removed his hand from the ground, releasing Archer, but slashed him across the face before he could get up, leaving five slash scars. Archer writhed in pain as Kuchane kicked him in the gut, and sides "Brother, what is my name? Do you remember me?" He laughed twistedly, spitting into Archers face. His dark laugh rang, as he stood back. Archer rolled to his hands and knees, blood dripping from his face. He held one hand to it, and gasped, the pain enormous. "Yes Bahaj, I remember you, the godseed corrupt with Satan's malcontent." Kuchane kicked him in the side again, leaving Archer gasping on the ground. "I am Kuchane!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 7:58 pm
Zeo stood up, and walked towards the camp. One he was there, he kept away from the others, and only watched once again. Being a wanderer for so long was getting lonely, and it was time he put his comrades behind him. they were only weakening him. "That Ome....he is strange....the blood in him angers me...I wonder why that is...." in that instant, he no longer felt anger for Ome. Instead he felt pity. A drop of blood fell down his cheek. A cursed tear that only demons shed. This tear that fell perplexed him only due to the fact that he didn't understand why it was there.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 7:58 pm
Issildia turned back to Archer and his brother, her face almost mournful of the decision that she had made, though as she turned she spoke to Luin,
"Luin, if you can not control your soldier there, then I will deal with him in due course, I advise that you lock him in the vaults of the tower...for his own protection..."
As Issildia turned to face Archer and his brother her hand came to the hit of her sword, as if in threat.
"Kuchane, you will resume your duties...get the men ready...the Lord Nevar will be here before nightfall..." roared Luin in response to this. What he had said was true, the most dangerous and unpredictable of warriors were those that had nothing to lose, even now with Issildia as a temporary ally she would need to be watched, he actions might prove rash; born of both anger and spite.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:07 pm
Kuchane hissed at him, and picked Archer up by the neck, facing him from about an inch away, his feet not even touching the ground, practically hissing at him "I will finish this later." He through him backwards, his wings barely catching his fall. He crumpled, but raised to his hands and knees, and to his feet, shaking from the pain. He sheathed El, and folded his wings to his body again, closing his coat. He used water from his jug, and washed his face. The wounds healed, but the scars remained, his once handsome face scarred. He raised his hood, and his eyes darkened, as Kuchane stalked away, his soldiers following him. He ordered them to go about their business, as he readied himself. He went into his tent, and silhouettes could be seen as he breathed fire. Archer watched him with contempt, and held his sides, as he walked away from Issildia also. He walked randomly, eventually sitting on a crate of supplies. El spoke to him softly "Our brothers are as sadistic as always." He cried silently.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:19 pm
Issildia left Archer alone to deal with his own troubles, she remained near the Tower of Vestain, she leaned against its base, her cloak wrapped tightly around her form shadowing her face from view. She could hear the whispers from the Ryera soldiers around her and gave a slight smirk at them. But this was soon replaced with a much more serious expression, for all to soon she would be facing her father again...and she was not certain that she could defeat him. As these thoughts raced through Issildia's mind Luin and Jadea were once again watching the comings and goings of the camp from high above in the Tower.
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"Of the two, whose blood will be needed?" asked Jadea calmly as she glanced at Luin.
"It does not matter we can kill them both, and achieve out goals all the same."
"But what if it interferes with the prophecy Luin, what if only the blood of one may be given?"
Luin glanced at her darkly, "Worry not with the things of a future so far away Jadea, for now we must simply survive, go now and prepare our other troops."
Jadea bowed and quickly left to complete her orders.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:23 pm
Archer, who had been bleeding wuite badly, went to Issildia, looking up at the tower. "What is this tower? Tell me about it?" There was blood running down his chin, from a recent loss of stomach contents. His eyes searched, but didn't find. Looked, but didn't see.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:30 pm
Issildia did not even to bother in looking up at him as he asked about the Tower. But she did indeed reply to his question, her voice full of remorse as she spoke, "It is said that it and the Tower of Dalken were built by the Ancients of your people. The Azerians are as old as the Anierians and created many things to make their history and culture everlasting. So they created the two towers of Dalken and Vestain. Their history is inscribed upon the inner walls of the two towers but the text has never been translated, thus no one knows what it was that your people tried to tell the future generations...even now the Ryera are attempting to read the text carved into the walls of this very tower, they are a curious group, I will give them that much," Issildia said grimly.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:36 pm
A tear came to his eye "I think I would like to die here then. With a landmark of my people. My whole life...I haven't been near to anyone except El, and he's slowly becoming evil." He bowed his head, and rested his forehead against the tower. "I will be in the tower for a short time. I will come and aid in this war, though I do not expect to come back." With some difficulty, he turned, and walked up the stairs to the door. Jerkily, he pulled open the doors, and entered the sanctuary of his people.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:39 pm
As Archer departed Issildia spoke, "El is not becoming evil Archer, we can do evil things but we can not become evil...it would do well for you to remember that in the coming days..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:43 pm
(((Well night everyone, TTYL)))
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 9:58 am
Finally, the Tower of Vestaian was within sight. It was about half way in between mid-day and sunset. Streak was finally spotted by a set of guards.
"What are you doing here?" The first guard asked. "You are powerful but not that of Ryera. Speak."
"I am here for a private audience with Luin. These are my.......companians." Streak stated. Valrien turned away. He was obviously insulted by Streak calling him a companian.
"No-one just simply 'talks' with Luin. You could be anyone." The second guard exclaimed.
"Oh really. What if I told you that Luin requested an audience with me." Streak said.
"Well, I don't remember Luin saying anything like that about a group." Replied the second guard. Streak then shot his eyes to the first guard.
"What about you? Do you remember Luin saying that?" Streak asked.
"Well, now that you mention it, yes, yes I do. You may pass." The first guard said. They both stepped out the way and the first guard pointed to where to go. It was obvious Streak had replaced a memory.
Streak walked until he came to the highly guarded Tower. He could sense Ruin was in there. Streak saw drops of blood on the floor. He then opened the door with ease and walked up the stairs until Luin was in sight.
"Mr. Ryera, do you know who I am?" Streak asked. It was then that Luin looked up to see Streak..........
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 12:22 pm
"Ah well, I was expecting you to pay us a visit, though I thought that you would be adorned in a different vessel than this. I have to say that Issildia is not pleased that you choice to posses this body..." said Luin as he turned from the balcony to face the creature that inhabited Streak's body...
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 3:27 pm
Archer, inside the tower, read what he could, trying to find a story. He saw old skills, and things he would learn from. El healed his wounds as he walked. He was in a different room when Streak came in. He stayed away, but he twtched his ears, and listened
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