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@Rhiu: Duly noted and added you to bid! ^^

@Immi: awwwwww....but still, check back time to time to see what maluc's fate is! *dun-dun-dun!*

@Mithras: Aww...sorry to hear you leaving. we will miss ya! T.T

((You will be missed, at least by me ^^))

((Just to make it official...here I go...))

Mithras finds his way to the altar of the Leo stone. It's warmth no longer radiates within his soul, its power no longer stirs within him. He drops to his knees and greets the hard, cold floor with his forehead. Mithras fights the tears that threaten to fall from his eyes in a futile struggle as he feels his chest heave and the drops fall to the ground.

"Lord Hashmal, forgive this once servant of yours. Truly I had wished to serve you with all my heart and soul and yet my heart has been diminished and my soul has been facing battles that it surely cannot win surrounded by misery. Please look kindly on me, good Lord, and know that I had served you faithfully in order to appease the Judge whom presides over your Order. But alas, my heart calls for new beginnings and I have only come here to seek your blessing. I can only hope to bring glory to the Alliance and I thank you for the opportunities you have given me here. Amen."

Mithras arises from his nearly prone position and strips himself of his armor and rank that ever marked him as a Rear Guard of this order. He unslings the crossbow bestowed upon him from Judge Leo and raises it above his head in a deep, heavy sigh.

"By returning this honored weapon, great Hashmal, I hereby renounce all rank and prestige bestowed upon me from this Order."

The crossbow is lightly removed from his hand and floats in mid-air before the Leo stone just before it vanishes into nothing.

He whispers to himself, "My heart died here surely as it had lived. I must seek new life elsewhere so my heart and soul may live again."

Mithras wipes the tears from his face and walks away from the altar in nothing more than a squire's robe. His personal belongings had already been removed from his quarters days ago. The only thing left he had to do was to make a definitive departure.

For the last week, Sibyis had been careful to avoid meeting the other guild members, for she didn't want them to even have a guess at what she was planning. Bats, pumpkins, black robes, candles, and of course sweets were upturned from her home and bartered from various stores. She had begun with simple things at first - with extension of effort that caused doors to shut with a resounding crack, moving small items around in a room when no one was looking, or perhaps the ever faithful small gusts of winds brushing against the back of necks, like the breathing of some monstrous beast. Sibyis wasted no effort in her joyful celebration of Hallow's Eve. A few days prior, she had spent the better part of her day, for once, outside the library, for her newest incantation required the use of the wide open spaces, just in case something went wrong. By the time she had perfected her spell, the trunks of the nearby trees and her robes were splattered with the bright orange of pumpkin mush. Despite the sacrifice of her robes, Sibyis decided that the day was spend well. At least the pumpkin she couldn't clean could serve as fertilizer.

Taking inspiration from a close friend of hers, she had enchanted the pumpkins to spontaneously change form on the midnight of Hallow's Eve. By then, the pumpkins she had delivered to each and every room should be resting peacefully, innocently, as perhaps part of a decoration. Smiling mischievously to herself, she felt a small bubble of joy escape her throat as she thought the form the pumpkins would take. At the stroke of midnight, when everyone else should be sleeping, or at least resting in their rooms, the spell would suck the heat from the room to fuel itself. She had thought this part of her spell especially ingenious, for it saved herself energy and would give it a creepy atmosphere. Silently, small lines of light would appear on the pumpkins, cutting eyes and a mouth as it emits an unearthly glow. Happy Hallow's Eve It would whisper, before letting out a blood-curdling scream.

At the end, the pumpkin's "skull", if you could call it that, would crumple and reveal the candy Sibyis had hidden inside, an apology for trying to frighten them. But really, what is Hallow's Eve without a little fright?

As she walked along the path lost in her thoughts, the sudden feeling of loss overcame her and without thinking, she neared her favorite tower. As the feeling grew in her chest, a compulsion forced her to run up the stairs until she was panting for breath, hands resting on the single window at the top. When she looked out, her breath caught for entirely different reasons.
Spirit crushed, she watched as LordMithras left the guild. Forever, her calm analytical mind said, but her fickle heart didn't want to think it and quietly quieted that harsh voice in her head. Even if the other guild members probably didn't consider her as someone close, or even as a friend, Sibyis cherished each and every one of the members of this make shift family of hers from afar. With a quiet voice, she gathered the breeze around her and with an effort, forced the silky words of a charm through her quickly closing throat. As she felt some of her strength ebb away, she would only hope that the swirling air currents carried her charm for peace of heart and happiness of mind towards LordMithras as he walked away. As she exited to tower to retire to her rooms, she couldn't help but think wistfully that one day, he might return.

trick or treat smell my feat give me something good to eat XD

((I find it interesting that going just so well when your girlfriend's over that you have the time to post in the guild in which you're normally inactive.
Not choppin', just sayin'. razz ))

Sorry for being a poor Gaian. emo