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 Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 10:35 pm
"Alexander is not a man, nor is he reasonable," the man said, as if he had read Kalen's thoughts, "but I'm sure you already knew that when you first set eyes upon him. It is good that you fear him, but there are far worse things in this city to be afraid of."
The man fell silent suddenly, turning his head to the side and staring off. He sensed a disturbance nearby, on the outskirts of the necropolis; an unwanted presence. It seemed to have departed just as suddenly as it had arrived though, so he dismissed it altogether. Were the city truly under attack, everyone would immediately know, and the city would be full of activity.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 11:06 pm
Kalen nodded silently in reply. He noticed that the man had read his mind, but he wasn't entirely sure that he wasn't merely imagining this man. He knew that Alexander was not a man. As far as being reasonable, well, he was at the very least more reasonable than his previous master had been, so he didn't really understand what the problem was. Would he really treat him horribly if he didn't have the place spotless in time, even if he had done his very best?
"Well, do you have any ideas on how I can get it clean faster?" He asked quietly, a bit of hope in his voice. If he had been critisizing the way he had been cleaning it then maybe he had the answer that would save him from a major lecture, or much worse, a severe beating, or who knew what horrible things his master would do to him?
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 11:11 pm
"That, my child, is for you to figure out on your own. Better figure it out quick though, because he'll be returning soon." The man chuckled softly, and something dropped into his bucket, making a ker-plunck sound.
The water, once black and brackish, was now clear and clean, with a film of white soapy bubbles on the surface. As for the man, he had once again vanished in thin air. Maybe Kalen was just imagining him - or maybe not.
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Posted: Sat Dec 09, 2006 11:17 pm
From scorched earth, once a grave, what could be considered life stirred again. A spade tip broke free of the ground's confines as a corpse levered himself up. Dressed in a new suit of tattered rags, the black torn Victorian suit.
Smacking the bottom of his hat, it extended fully and Tombs placed it on his head. Now that he came back from time spent resting, he could go wherever.
Not your average zombie.
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Posted: Sun Dec 10, 2006 2:03 pm
Kalen looked over at the water in the bucket as something fell into it. He didn't know what it was, but it had made the water all clean and soapy, perfect for cleaning with. He had no clue what had happend, but he wasted no time trying to figure it out. He hurried over to the bucket with the mop and he started to mop the floor with it.
"Thank you very much, Sir." He said. He didn't know what had been done, but he knew that he had done it. When he looked back over though, he found that the man had disapeared again.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 2:29 am
Alexander walked in about ten minutes later. He didn't say anything, just looked around at the progress of Kalen's work. He was curious as to how he managed to mop the floor with that brakkish water, but upon inspecting the mop bucket, he discovered there to be actual water in there - albeit dirty water now after having been used.
"Where'd you get this water?" Alex asked, still looking into the bucket.
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 5:25 pm
"The man in black that came in before...he came back and he put something in the water and made it clean and soapy...I don't know how he did it...but it really worked" Kalen said, still mopping. He was not going to stop cleaning for one minute unless he was specifically told to. The place still wasn't clean enough and he didn't want to have to find out what Alexander would do to him if he failed him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 1:44 am
Alexander raised a brow in interest. He had spoken to Master Valas after he had last checked on Kalen, and the archlich knew nothing about any of his mages coming to the temple for any reason, nor had any of them admitted to as much. There wouldn't really be much reason for any of them to visit the temple in the first place, let alone to bother Alex's slave boy.
And then it hit him, like a ton of bricks.
"The man... in black." Alexander stepped back, looking up at the dragon statue that loomed over the alter.
"The Black Mage!" he gasped. He suddenly ran over and grabbed Kalen by the shoulders, gripping his tightly and shaking him a little. "The Black Mage blessed you with his presence?! What did you do?! What did He say to you?! You must tell me now!"
It made no sense why his patron god would appear before Kalen, unless Kalen was marked for some special cause. But he was only a human, and still mortal, at that. What role could he possibly play? These questions, and more, rolled through Alex's mind as he looked at Kalen.
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 6:04 pm
Kalen was completely taken aback by the way that his master was suddenly grabbing him by the shoulders, shaking him and demanding to know what had happend. Was the man in black somebody special? He certainly was mystierious and creepy the way he could read his mind. Kalen was even more afraid of him than he was of Alexander.
"He said that I was never gonna get the place clean the way I was doing it, I asked him how I should clean it, he said I needed to figure it out for myself but I heard something drop into the water and when I looked at it it was all clean and soapy. I said thank you but I think he was gone again by then." Kalen said, looking up at Alexander, looking extremely confused.
"Ummm...Master? May I ask who he was?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 1:01 am
Alexander, still holding Kalen by the shoulders, turned him so that he could look upon the dragon statue at the head of the chamber, looking down upon them as if it would come to life at any second now and pounce them. Alexander didn't verbally answer the question, as he had a dozen of his own rolling over in his mind. He simply bowed his head and began to pray, bringing his hands away from the boy's shoulders to clasp them around his amulet.
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Posted: Sat Dec 23, 2006 2:39 pm
Alexander had not verbally told Kalen the answer to his question, but fortunately Kalen was fairly inteligent, even though he had never had any schooling. From the way Alexander had been so shocked at who it was that had visited him, and the way he imediately turned to the Alter and began praying, Kalen was able to put two and two together. The Black Mage must have been the god that this chapel was built to worship.
Stunned, Kalen looked at the alter where the man in black had stood. As he looked at the sculpture of the dragon he felt overwhelmed by the power that he had been in the presence of mere moments ago. He drpped down to one knee and pulled his eyes down tot he floor, almost afraid to look up. He had not been rude, but he can't have given the amount of respect that he should have given this Black Mage. Would he be angry with him now? Well if he was angry he wouldn't have helped him, right? Whatever the case, Kalen was quite stunned.
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Posted: Tue Jan 16, 2007 8:49 pm
Draconis-Class Command Airship - Vengeance
Necropolita, Northern Gaia
Time frame: Prior to events in West Fall City
The Trinity appeared inside of an empty hangar bay with Wildfire between them, bound at the wrists and ankles with rings of energy. He was still weak and exhausted, but would get an energy boost and a full rejuvination as the energy rings were removed. He glanced around, getting his bearings, but there was nothing he could use to identify where he was. Steel walls, all around.
"Where am I?" he growled.
"That is none of your concern," Shen said, standing before him. "I would suggest not calling your girlfriend to come to your rescue again, or we might not be so nice to her next time."
"You are only delaying the inevitable," Dros stated, standing behind him.
"Why are you doing this?!" he yelled, turning toward Dros, clenching his fists. "I have done nothing to you people! What do you want? Is my father involved in this?"
"He's closer than you think," said Dar, standing next to Shen.
"What do you know of my father?!"
Dros walked over to join Shen and Dar, the three of them smiling at Wildfire. Their forms suddenly faded, turning semi-transparent, like a ghost, and they merged together.
"I am your father," they said as the merging completed itself, and Darshendros appeared before him.
Wildfire felt his breath caught in his throat, staggering back a step. "No," he pleaded, "It's not possible... NOOOOOOOO~!"
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 1:15 am
Lenne Misao More tears would roll down her soaked cheeks, more thoughts would pass through her mind. Then...
THUD
Lenne would fall to the floor, she had to break from these thoughts she had to get Wildfire back even if it meant given her immortal soul and being killed. Clearing her thoughts anger would once again take over her body, the darkness that had been locked away now released once more. A cold breeze blew around her, she would not let them have him.
"WILDFIRE..."
She called out to him with her mind, her blood red eyes grew deeper in color as a darker energy surrounded her. Getting to her feet she wiped the tears away then her fists tightened as they come to rest on her toned thighs, her face filled with anger and coldness a side Lenne had locked away had now been unlocked.
WITNESS THE RE-BIRTH OF A DARK CREATURE, A DARK DEMI-GODDESS.
The Trinity's revelation put Wildfire on edge. All this time, he had been watching him, while Wildfire searched and searched. Now that he finally found him, he discovers that he cannot be a match for his father's power. It was too... Godly. Now he was being trained to harness his power, but to what end? Why was his father helping him, after having sealed him away for countless years? And the sword, his sword. Why did it come to him? He felt as if he were a mere pawn on a giant chess board.
Darshendros had seperated into the Trinity again, and the training resumed. Wildfire was improving quickly, keeping up with Dar and blocking more of his strikes. He was getting faster. Soon, he started evading, counterattacking. He was learning. He had to learn, or he would die. Wildfire only wondered what would come next after Dar finished with him. He had a theory that this "training" would involve all three of them, and whatever aspects of his father they each represented.
Throughout the training session, he tried to communicate with Lenne - or at least, listen for her to communicate with him. He knew she could use telepathy, but he didn't know how that worked, or if he was even able to do it himself.
Lenne...
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 1:16 am
"Good," Dar said, backpedaling and moving his hands to block Wildfire's flurry of punches. He blurred away from his last attack and came in from the side, but Wildfire was ready this time. He ducked under the punch and brought his fist up with an uppercut, striking Dar on the chin and sending him flying up into the air. Wildfire leaped up and spun around with a kick to Dar's gut, launching him through the air. He stopped himself in mid-air and floated down to the ground.
"Very good, indeed," he said again, "You are now ready for the next part of your training."
Wildfire put his hands on his knees, catching his breath and dripping with sweat. Shen stepped up, holding Dragonblade in his hand, bringing it down by his side as he stood before Wildfire. "Call your weapon," he said.
Gritting his teeth, Wildfire stood straight at glanced at Dragonblade. He held out his hand and willed it to come to him, but even after straining his mind, found the sword not budging from Shen's grasp.
"Not this weapon." Shen nodded toward the wall behind Wildfire. Turning around, he found it lined with racks of weapons, of all shapes and sizes. When did this get here, he wondered.
"Shen," called Dros.
"I know. Tsk," Shen shook his head, looking at Wildfire, whom turned around to regard him again. "Such a fool, you are."
Damn! he thought, clenching his fist. They had been keeping tabs on his thoughts the entire time.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2007 1:17 am
The ringing sounds of steel from swords clashing rang throughout the hangar. Shen and Wildfire had been sparring for hours. It was much the same as his session with Dar, being on the losing side, then getting healed and trying again. He was determined to get through this without as much pain and hardship, but Shen was an even stronger opponent than Dar. Granted, he didn't have super-speed, but each of his strikes that he blocked felt like he was being hit by a wrecking ball. Using the spells he knew didn't work out very well, because Dragonblade absorbed them, or they were reflected right back at him.
"Save your magic," Shen said, "Dros will teach you that once I am finished with you."
Wildfire's arms were burning from all the weaving and waving he had to do with his b*****d sword just to keep up with Shen's attack patterns and keep him from getting inside of his defenses again. He already had multiple cuts and gashes all over his body, and was weakening by the second from the excessive blood loss. Wildfire had to persevere though. He had to find an opening and strike.
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