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[Syutaka]

Hi, I'm Syutaka Itsuki. Here you will find storylines that will last a long time. However, These storylines only consist with two people. Which is Me, and Moonlightangel. The storyline hold about Moon's magic book. Syutaka has her book for a reason that is unknown.


I will ask you not to post in here. If you do, it will be deleted without reading the post. If you have a question regarding the storyline, you need to pm me. I will explain it to you from there.

However, If you are curious and want to join this storyline, you need to pm me first. However, Do not gets your hopes up on this. Because 90% of the time, I am going to reject you from roleplaying in my thread.

I am looking for very literate roleplayers. That means..Someone that has the abilitiy to use their vivid imagination, to describe in details of thier actions. You will see how I do it and that's what I'm looking for.

NOTE: You will be warned by a Council members about posting in here. You will recieve a verbal warning for your 1st offense. 2nd you will be suspsended..3rd you will be suspsended again..4th terminated from the guild. So consider what you're doing first before posting.

 

[Syutaka]

HISTORY

Syutaka Itsuki is an half demon and half human. His skin pale, his color of hair is raven black. He is genrealy quiet, preferring his actions to speak for him, when he does choose to speak his accent is quite distinct. He has had training in the dueling arena and has appeared under the name " Splitter ", due to his rather gruesome finishing move. Grwoing tired of killing for killing sake, he escaped the only parts of his father's world that he had seen was in the arena.

Syutaka is a formidable foe to go up against. his natural abilities and skills are augmented by a ring of dexterity, a girdle of storm giant's strength and bracers of regeneration. Some granted abilities includes being able to shift into either full human or demonic appearance. This is rather exhausting and he seldom utilizes it, preferring to simply be what he is. His demonic abilities includes enhanced sight, hearing, clerity and of couse magic spells.


He can always be found wearing a criss-crossing bandoleer of daggers, two of which are always poisoned. On his side he carries a magical sword that in essence of fire enchanted. The sword can 'drink up' magical energy cast at him as well as suck the life force from a foe so long as the blade still pentrates their body. When his own words fails him, he lets these weapons do his "talking".

Syutaka's view of the world and it's people has been steadily changing. No longer does he hate everything he comes across. He now prefers to see both sides of each issue. however, he still resorts to brute force when dealing with most situations. During his travels he met a woman by the name of Azaya Galantra that befriended him and showed him that some people could be trusted. She had mentioned a tavern she owned and he has now sought that out, arriving at the Medieval Tavern of Bizmar and has been hired on as a bartender/bouncer. While working at the tavern he met and eventually paired up with a golden haired eleven gypsy by the name of Jyoti. Jyoti informed Syutaka of the Wizardry and Sorcery Academy. She encouraged him to go, so she would be worry free about the people of Shadow out of harm's way.


Syutaka is known as a loner, because of his demanding nature of his job. But he has a few close friends. He believes in the advancement of magic, but is not particulary inclined to agree with current government policies. Syutaka is the only known survivor of a group of 20 to use the portal between the parelled worlds. " Generally quite egotistical in many ways. Yet, He is still a formiable opponent with both his swords and magic.


As time progresses, Syutaka changed into a whole new being. When the great darken enity known as Ithir came around, pludging the world into total chaos. Killing off races that is now extinct. Killing off the ones that he loved. As Negria, the temple of dragons invited him to stay and help them guard the temple. Which is the only resource that can destroy the Dark Lord Ithir. One by one, Priest began to fall to the dark lord, becoming servants and great lords for his service, til Syutaka was the last one that remains. With a greater amount, some how Syutaka used his cunning imagination and brought together the Dragon, Dragonians and Elves to his aid. As the last battle came, they all fought him. Dragons, Dragonians and Elves, alot of them was converted like the priest to serve him, til finally they entombed the Dark Lord Ithir, the Black Flames that guards the tomb would literally devour anything that comes close to it.

To this day, Syutake vowed that this dark Lord will ever again escape, for so long he lives. He became the Grand Master Priest of Negria. Now you know how the Dragons and some Elves became bad..For they are lost without their masters. To this day, they continue to roam the lands, inflicting harm to any of those and they continue to breed more evil doers as such as themselves.

For the last 4 thousands years, Syutaka guarded the fortress to himself, and never let the world know his where abouts. Til that day, MoonlightAngel came into play, he was holding her book of life. Now, Together they embark on a journey together on finding a way to banish this dark lord or kill him either one.

One day..He found a scroll hidden within his fortress....What does it say?

 

[Syutaka]

The Scroll


Children of the time embrace, to scorn and hate
the demonic race that consumes this very darkness
that engulfs this very earth.
And to aid the womb in it's destiny
of birth to a group that will appear
and guide you through this final year.
The army will come...When the Final
day is...
Done.

 

[Syutaka]

Overwhelming Emotions: Part I

~ Allowing his right hand to push on the wooden door that leads to the enrolling new students office. His mind wondered about the depths of the Dark Lord himself. Being distracted by the ugliness of the vague thoughts of the Dark Lord. With the room seems to be desserted at this time, the sun reflected though the cavern door, parts of the room was still consumed by the lingering shadows. His eyes shifted towards the old desk that he acquired some years ago. The room was a bit dusty from the lack of cleaning within this room. He felt a dreaded emotion was bestowed upon him, he knew it was time to speak to his servants that cleans the rooms and clean it on daily basis. He seated himself behind the desk, departing a parchment from the side and taking the quill slightly dipping it within the ink bottle. ~


~ He was writing a reminder on speaking to the servants to clean this room once again. After sitting there for a long while, his mind began to wonder about the future and what it may hold. He wondered what fate would be bestowed upon the mortals and the immortals. He knew the days will be shorten by the entity that resides in the mountains of Bargaid. " The time will come, when all of the Shadow Realm have to come together and fight with each other...That Day of reckoning will come. " The fainted words parted from his mouth in a gentle tone. For the moment of silence, he enjoyed the moment in silence, taking another extra parchment, without thought he started to write down the words that may describe what he feels the most. ~


"" Every moment of every day, I try to forget the pain of those previous and I make a resolution to myself that I will stare pain in the face and greet it not as hardship, but as a new challenge that I'll be sure to overcome...Each time I'm able to keep in mind that pain is only fleeting and hardship is temporary, I ascend one more rung on the ladder of enlightment...But there exist a pain so great as to cause one to lose grip on reality, and to cause them to fall long and hard down that ladder, breaking through those rungs which one has already overcome, and making it impossible to ever climb again...This pain; this monster that taccks so silently and violently will at one point get us all. If we learn to expect it, if we learn to anticipate this cluster of emotions that is other wise known as heartbreak, then it will never happen and the term " heartbreak" will come obsolete...But the only true way to save ourselves is never love at all, then what would be the point of life...to love...to incessant, whiny rambling that I put on paper and make available for all to see only because no one else will listen and if not released, I'll drive myself absolutely insane!! "


~ Syutaka halted his writing for the moment, as he relived himself from the irritated emotion and to catch on the thoughts he was working on. He wanted to try his best to make this all the best that he can make it. Peering out into the world out of his window as he released a hugh sigh and went backinto his world of writing. ~

" But I disgress...Every moment of every day.

" I tell myself that there is no pain, hiding it with smiles and laughter. I placey myself in a place where sadness is just a nightmare. When it gets to be, it's very worst ( as with all bad dreams ) I will awaken in a cold sweat soon to be dried by the armth of a kind sun gently kissing my face and providing me with hope that reality could never cope with. No matter where you go through, you can't escape from the night, as soon the sun will set. Will I feel the same sense of loss when the light dies? Or will I be comforted by the knowledge that just as surely as the sun sets, it must also rise? Can I survive the night even in this dillusionary world? I don't know what to do or where to go..I don't know how to mend the broken rungs and I don't know how to reach my own fantasy land. Perhaps death is the doorway? Perhaps not. I don't know much anymore. All I know is that anything better then this. Anything kinder that this permanent darkness is which I now live..just waiting lonely for the light to rise again. "


~ The words that he whispered as he wrote shortly faded, as his vague memories came to him again, with the agony of what he wrote.

" Despair will soon be here..Without relief.."

~ He bowed his head with envy of sorrow and pain that is soon to come. ~

 

[Syutaka]

Overwhelming Emotions: Part II

~ Syutaka stood in the depths of darkness that consumed the corridor that leads towards his private chambers. He made no intermediate move, only standing there with his eyes fixed upon the white globe in the sky, his vision would be hazy every other second, due to the clear visable breath. Syutaka paid no attention to the coldness of the night. He tried to fix his eyes, thus giving him the advantage to see through the darkness of the night. It had been a few days now since heard the status of the thousand men at the mountain. Trying to visualize the heat of battle when his 127 men died by the wave of monsters trying to get out. Breaking all eye contact from the darkness, as he contines to towards his office. Before he reached his door, it was already opened by the will of Syutaka. As he entered, immediately redness was restored on Syutaka's cheeks. Warmth embraced him, taking away the coldness. Sitting himself behind the desk for the moment, as he looked upon the parchment that he writes daily on. Without thinking, he puthis hand to work as he starts to whisper as he writes. ~


" They live in this world, unseen as if they were just. Myths of a forgotten tale. When the moon is full, and it's light shining. This is when we will see them. The night calls to them. They live for the night. For this is when they prey, Waiting to hear, the heartbeat of someone, young and innocent. Hearing their heartbeat go faster and faster..As they realized they are not alone. As they too walk down the dark moonlit path. They so foolishly chose. Not knowing someone would be waiting in their own shadows. Watching...waiting. For just one taste of their blood. Tasting so pure and unresisting. Who are they? That lingers in the shadows of the night you ask? They are the creatures of the night, waiting for us to either join them or die..."


~ Syutaka eased off the writing as observed what he just wrote. Simply rephrasing them. He spoke with a gentle tone within his force. A voice that sounded desperate, scared in his own little world. He felt helpless against this evil force that is destroying everything in it's wake. He placed the quill in the bottle of ink, losing himself in his own writing. Rerouting the words that he just spoke. He yearned to know what his father would do in this situation. Before long, he was already upstairs changing into his night robe..He dozed off, as soon as he felt the softness of his pillow comforted his face. Releasing all burden and stress for the night, for tomorrow will be a long day. ~

 

[Syutaka]

A New Sceneiro

~ Syutaka found himself on the very top belfry of his cave. Shadows of the night engulfed the room, where he felt if it consumed him whole. His eyes wondered out into the blackness of the night. His eyes reaching nothing, but the vast aybss of darkness. The only companion he had at that particular moment, was the immaculating memories of the past. He felt if the whole world was now facing in his direction, since he heard the news of his small group he put together had been slaugthered. Many of those soldiers was in their adolecent stage. He knew the situation at hand is now wavering, and it complicated things at hand. Yet he pondered about telling Moon, but don't want to place the burden upon her, since it was his dealings after all. ~


~ Being held high in the belfry of his cave, the coldness of mother night finally over whelmed the room that Syutaka was currently standing in. Slightly his breath seemed to be visable. Now the whole world know about his involvement at the moutain which they guarded. It was time for him to take the trip to see the GrandMaster Dragon of Negria. It's time for all races to come together and fight for what they live in...The world of peace was finally over. Slowly his confidence was draining, his motivation was becoming irritated, the concept became blurry..His radiant mind was at least losing control of what he need to do. ~


"I watched the sun, as it rises aloft, Lightning the way for the shadows to chase. I watched the sun as it sets in the west, bringing the night's embrace. The moon it glows with a silent smile. It's tender caress illuminating all the whileTears gone stale for a love gone cold, regrets unvieled...For a passion grown old..Shakes and sobs for a story untold..I follow it's path as it graces the sky falling to the easy, slowly fading as the sun chases it with a tender glee.."


~ Syutaka's words was meant to send hope..But in desperate plead, heknew it would do no good. he broke contact with the darkness, as he turned around and faded into darkness of the belfry, leaving it behind, heading twoards his chambers for the night's rest. ~

 

[Syutaka]

~ The Alliance that's been called upon..~


~ As the second hand struck midnight on the clock, Syutaka was already out securing the Academy. His day wasn't as pleasant as everyone else, he recieved the news about the death of his soldiers that was camped near the mountain. The monsters wasn't just organiary monsters, they was elite monsters..Yet they all traveled in a great number. Annilhilated his entire platoon. He had tried to attempt to imagine the scenario, the faces of his young soldiers either dying, or be converted into the dark path. Syutaka stopped walking along a wide corridor, wince the entrance and the exit of the Academy stood before him. He extended both arms out in full length, firmly allowing his hands to fold around the wooden door, as he pushed the door outward. He suddenly stopped when a distant roar was heard in the night. His eyes stretched the darkness plain, and met no ends. He knew it was a dragon, from the way it sounded. He stepped outside the door, in hope he would be able to see what was being heard. There was two things he could think of, which was the dragon must have been forced to leaveit's lair, or simely making apact with whatever race. The distant roaring would cease, but to start back up again. Syutaka stepped out of range of the torch's light, stepped outto be consumed by the shadowed that came forth from the walls of the Academy. Where he waited patiently. The wind died down across the plains that heads towards Sycthe Forest. The winterary chill forced Syutaka to place himself closer to the walls, where he was in a crouching position, hoping that his clothes would budle up enough to provide the warmth that he needs to stay out alittle longer. Fear struck the heart of Syutaka, it was fear for himself, but fear for the little students that is now sleeping in their cots, worries free. The distant roaring was louder, since it was getting closer to the Academy. Apparently it was on ground, for if this dragon flew, it would have already been here. ~


~ Syutaka waited for a bit more, and found no more roaring interfering with mother night. He only had the disavantage from the night blocking his vision from the creature, that is literally scaring off other residents or creatures within it's range. Syutaka stood against the blistering winds of the winter's embrace. He turns to commence on walking back into the Academy. Just as he stepped an inch within the doors of the Academy, Syutaka was stopped in his tracks when he heard the footsteps behind him. Frozed in terror, slowly turning around, to face himself in the eyes of danger. Yet, He couldn't see this creature, but he knew it was within his range. Without hesitation, Syutaka lifted his right arm out, as the palm of his right hand facing the darkness. His breathing became shallower, by the fear that struck within his heart, which also interfered with him conjuring up what he needs to conjure up. He closed his eyes for a split second, to find the inner self, indudlging himself to be calm and be rational. Subsiding himself from the pain of coldness, he commenced on manipulating the forces around him, splicing the energy he may need to reveal this unknown creature. Gathering small energy at the palm of his right hand, a tiny blue speck of iginated energy, growing to the color of a dull orange. The atoms rubbing and moving in haste caused the heat within the ball of flame, he summoned up enough to commence on what he was about to do. He released the ball of flames, the second it hit the ground, the flames grew higher, but extending from opposite directions. Comepletely surrounding Syutaka, but giving him the advantage to see the creature at forehand. He slightly turn to his right, where the Dragon himself was revealed, yet he couldn't come across the barigade of fire. Syutaka was stunned and awed by it's reflecting beauty. The scales that magnificently reflected the fire off of it, giving it a purplish hue to it. It's eyes stared down up on Syutaka, it's wings folded, resting on it's side. The Dragon stood at the very least 50 feet tall or more. The spikes that lined up on his back was the color of vagrane white. Once more, Syutaka looked into the eyes of the dragon, and seen on intent to harm him in anyway. Without saying or implicating anything, he knew this dragon was superior in many other ways, superior to him of course. Syutaka slowly allowed himself to place one knee upon the ground, with his right hand flately against the cold ground, as he bowed his head to honor the dragon that appeared before him.~


" Come ye old friend, For your prescene here is accepted and allowed on this grounds of the Academy...How can I be of service for you my friend? "

 

[Syutaka]

~The Alliance that's been called upon..: Part II ~



~ Keeping himself in the bowing position, til he was instructed to raise and face the honorable dragon. The dragon seated himself behind the fire wall, and sat with pride. It's chest glimmers with a gold plated breastplate. Within the chestplate bore the symbol of Negria. The sapphire stone that was as large as Syutaka was engraved within it. Bearing a Sapphire is a great honor. It's chest puckered up, holding it's head high. Doing so, he searched Syutaka's entire background in his life. Of course, The Dragon seen everything of Syutaka and considered Syutaka a great aspect in this world. The dragon bowed his head in return of a great mutal respect between the two of them. ~


" Arise, Lord Syutaka, For I have come to seek your guidance and without inflicting no harm. I come in peace. "

~ Of course, The dragon didn't actually speak in the tongues like mortals. But they had the capabilitiy to speak with their minds and link telepathically to another mind. Syutaka rose to stand on his feet, no longer cold by the winteray chill, since he was completely surrounded by the flames. Syutaka too, stood tall and proud. He felt a great honor to know another dragon. Syutaka sense in every degree this dragon was very old and very wise for his age. Yet the dragon shown that he has been around for a very long time. ~

" How can I be of service?"

~ Syutaka's words spoke clearly through the mind of the dragon. Of course the creature of old, bowed his graze upon Syutaka. " Fire, let's set aside the business, and let our formalities come first. My name is Hokarth. I have lived through a very long time. When this world first pludged into darkness and been revived. I'm one of the oldest living Dragons. I am the Head Elder of Dragons, well on the good side that is. We dragons have waged war over other dragons for a very long time. I fear now, the tables have turned against us. We do not have the luxury of time anymore. For the world is now facing it's final conflict, this time I fear that we're in a grave state of danger. "~


~ The dragon's words faded through out Syutaka's mind, yet Syutake played those words over and over. He seen Hokarth shift his gaze towards the moon. Commencing on moving closer to Hokarth, closer to the wall of flames. ~
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[Syutaka]

~ The Alliance that's been called upon: Part III


" Allow me to introduce myself as well. My name is Syutaka Itsuki. Known as Akyarei in the Negrian state. It's been a very long time since any of our kind seen you Hokarth. Welcome back. Learning the ways of the old. I have sought out to search for you, yet I was never lucky enough to find any of your kind, except for ones that we had to fight and fend for our lives. Yes, We are now facing a great darkness. I fear, That the dark Lord Ithir may have devised a way to convert our allies to become one of them. Our forces are narrowing down. Humanity doesn't even know that this darkness exist. I sense that you are about o be doing something, I can't figure it out. So tell me, What is on your mind.."


~ Syutaka's words parted from his mouth. Shifting himself a bit to be more comfortable. Hokarth bowed gracefully for the introduction. " The forces of our dragons have decided that it is time to leave this world, and enter another dimension. They feel they do not have the right to fight this battle and help mankind again. For it was Mankind's fault they set loose this evil entity. I have urged them to reconsider and fight for the world they live in. But they believe that they have no world to live in now. They fear that everything that exist now, will cease to exist. For the Dark Lord will rule the planet. For none of us holds the power to equal it's power. There is only a few that may help mankind, but it will never rid the world of the Dark Lord. For the portal is sealed..Mankind will suffer the fate of doom now, ever since the portal is sealed..No one knows how to reopen the portal. I will stay here and help fend humanity..But I will require your help Syutaka..For you and a few others may be powerful enough to accomplish what I want..Even though, I can't reveal what I want to reveal at thismoment..For safety precaution..When the time is right, I will tell you. Will you Syutaka help me, help your fellow humanity andit's creatures that Shadow holds, help to defend them til death stops you?"



~ Syutaka dazed into the flames, as the words stopped coming to him. He though long and hard for what he had said and what he has asked. " Hokarth, You out of all other living creatures, Should know that Negrians vowed the oath of Guardians of this realm, I will help you til death stops me otherwise."


~ Hokarth turned around, and vanished into the night after hearing that Syutaka accepted the truce. It wasn't long before the flames vanish, the coldness embraced Syutaka once again, he breath clearly visable again. He turned away and faded into the Academy, locking the doors behind him as he went on to his private chambers. The moment still lingers through his mind clear as a bell...Never the less, it didn't stop Syutaka for having a good night sleep.

 

[Syutaka]

Early Morning Arisen


~ Syutaka squinted harshly as the morning sun welcomed him to a new day. He sat up in his bed, stretching towards the sun. As he glanced out the window, he noticed mother night had sealed his window with frost from the morning dew while he had slumbered peacefully, unaware of the actions that go on during the graceful rise and fall of Mother night's moon. ~


~Syutaka threw back his blankets and made his way to the trunk at the end of the bed. After he had gotten dressed, he pulled his pale, beautiful, and long hair out of his face and pinned a light portaion to the back of his head with a hair pin. He then reach down on his desk and grabbed his slightly heavy school pack, which contains his student's papers and books. He made his way down the foreever windingant delusion of hallways to the breakfast hall, but changed his mind and made his way back towards the entrance outside to the courtyard. ~


~ Syutaka walks to the very edge of the courtyard to his favorite spot surrounded by beautifl, lush and very tall pine trees that sees to stretch towards the sky. even to see the top he would have to crane his neck at an odd angle to make out the tip top. He loved the feeling of solitude that made him feel he was the last and only person left on this lonely planet. ~


~ As he gazed out over the courtyard walls, he could just make out the tip topof the snow capped mountains that seems so close but were in actually miles away. He gave a slight smile then closed his eyes to make peace with the morning brisk chill in the air. ~


~ Syutaka took in the mountain air like his lungs were just beginning to function savoring the refreshness that went into his lungs and settled through out his whole body. He looked at the direction of the sun, his smile dissappeared as it told him time with mother earth would have to wait. He pulled his bags back on his shoulders. He said a silent prayer for the MOther earth's health and headed back inside the school. ~

 

[Syutaka]

Meditation


~ Syutaka's mind wondered constantly back to the night that hemet the wisest dragon. He wondered endlessly about Negria and the small legion that he sent to replace those who had departed Shadow Realm or been converted to roam the underworld with the Dark Lord Ithir. ~


~ Weeks had passed, the gleeful sun giving it's gentle warmth embrace. Slowly the trees was being restored with it's greenary, it's riches with plants. Syutaka could hear from the distant, children playing loudly in Ta'lorn. Syutaka gave away to a smile when he imagine the children out in the road tagging each other. Children that was born with such purity, consumed in innocence. The smile was brought and quickly faded as he knew that one day soon that the children would stop playing, as they would call for relieft in desperation, and to completely live and sleep in fear. ~



~ Syutaka casually wondered by each classroom, observing each and every one of them. Particulary interested how the appointed instructors is teaching the classes. He observed each classroom with anticipation. As he kept to himself, keeping his hands clamped together behind his back, yet not revealed for the sleeves secretly covers them. ~



~ Finally, Coming to a halt in the middle of the courtyard, finding himself in the position to do a small meditation. He slightly turned himself where he could face East, facing the morning sun, which was being reflected by the ocean below. Peace and quiet eluded him, as he allowed himself to be seated upon a solid rock bench. He allowed his right hand to gently push the banes away from his eyes to get a better vision of what's out there. ~

 

[Syutaka]

Meditation: Part II


~ After being seated upon this bench, he closed his eyes as he commenced on his meditation. He waited a long moment to find the source forhim to relax. He found it difficult to find this source, since his mind kept wondering back to the night he met Hokarth. He listend to the birds that just recently woke up for the day, as they started to sing their mornings song, the squrriels nearby rustling through the leaves, chittering among themselves. Syutaka could almost know if they was having their own converstations for themselves. his breathing became regular and slow. Inhaling slowly by his nostrils, yet exhaling slowly throug his mouth. He found it to his likings. After achieving what he wanted, he allowed his eyes to oepn, to stare into the giant ocean, and stared as far as his vision could take him. ~



~ He could feel the spirits, the unknown forces lurking out there. Distant screams that was filled with grief, anger and despair without relief, which turned to hatered for the living world. Not disturbed by the screams of the dead. Next he faced himself towards the moutains, comparing his own size against this mighty mountain. He could hear barely, the mountain breathing of it's own. He found himself submitting, surrending himself to it's superiority...Within a moment, Syutaka's expression turned into a complex expression. Something disturbed him through his meditation. Wondering through his meditation, the moutains he stood before was decaying and dying. Syutaka's breathing became faster and shallower, watching the moutain being ripped in half by an incredible force. Beyond the moutain, he could see millions of undead or minions upon the ground, yet flying creature circle the air above. ~



~ He tried to slow down on the thoughts, He never expected this would happen during his meditation. He suddenly realized that it wasn't him that was now controlling his meditation. The commrads that flew in the air, departing splitting in half. The Dark Lord Ithir descending from above, having his elbows tucked in, yet both forearms extended. "BEHOLD!! This is my legion of the dead! "The voice of the Dark Lord was eerie and given Syutaka the chills that he never had. ~


~ Syutaka continue to observe this dark realm and what it may contain, hoping to see something in desperation on how to defeat the Dark Lord. He found that the mountain had been defiled. " You've seen enough my dear Syutaka...Your time will soon come. "~


~ A bright light flashed before him, waking him up from the meditation. He endlessly looked around to make sure that no one was watching him. Syutaka sat there for a moment, to regain his balance, recalling the vision that he just encountred. After regaining his senses, he stands u and walks fast back to his office, in hope to get in some contact with Hokarth, Syutaka feared that the Dark Lord Ithir is preparing to launch out an attack. ~


" The worse is coming. "


~ He whispered, as he sat back in his chair that was in the office, as he began to write everything down....~

 

[Syutaka]

Negrian Symbol

~ It has been days since the meditation that allowed Syutaka to see the vast army of the undead. The appearance of Lord Ithir was there and welcomed him to have a small glimpse of what is ahead. Greatly bothered by the face that no army upon this realm is to match his. Syutaka could feel the forces of good leaving the realm as Ithir draws it towards him to be converted. He could no longer hear the laughter of children playing within the roads, tagging one another. Adults sitting within the lounge gossipping on what they had encountered that day. ~



~ It was well into the evening, as Syutaka sat within the club, sipping on his daily drink. Listening to the cackling fire and listening to the commoners that enjoys their time they are given to enjoy. His gaze lost within the orange hue of the fire, lost in a trance of varities of different thoughts. Anger continues to raise within Syutaka as he tries so hard to figure a way to maniuplate the forces of Ithir. Yet, Showing no promising implications of turning the tides of war against Ithir. Allowing himself to sit there, with his right hand flately against the wooden texture of the table. He could hear the distant wind from beyond the door, as it opens from new people coming in. No one knew of Ithier, Not in this club. They all act if it were a normal day. Syutaka agreed that it was best for it to remain a secret amoung the guild. But for how long will it remain that way is the question that he often asked himself during the day. ~



~ After moments have passed, Syutaka taking his drinking seriouslly at the moment. He noticed the club door slowly opening. WIthout anyone entering, It alerted Syutaka to the point where he had to stand up. Taking precautionary step towards the door which seems to sway open, and no one had paid any attention to it. He stepped outside, embraced by the cold bitter wind. Syutaka put his arms around his chest to keep himself warm. Yet, he saw no one out there. In the midst of the woods, nothing was out there. But what he felt is entirely different. He felt if something or someone was watching him from the edge of the woods. He felt a presence out there, just couldn't make out what exactly it is. Turning his head towards the ground as he turns himself around, facing the club. Stopping as he seen a container laying on the ground. As he reached down to pick up the container, that had beared an ancient language upon it. He looked at it for a moment, taking it back within the club. Slamming the door closed to ensure that it would not fling open again. He had hoped that he didn't disturbed the crowd from within. He paid no attention to them, only keeping his eyes on the container that he had found outside. Sitting back at his table, twisitng and turning the container around to observe bits of it. ~



~ Suddenly the lid popped open, Syutaka realized it's a scroll container. Yet, so different then the others that he have. Pulling a parchment out of the container. He could tell that it was so old, that the parchments have never been used til recently. As if the parchment paper were made over thousands of years ago. As he pulled out the scroll, he pulled it open to find it a letter from Hokarth. Something that he desired to hear from again. As he turned himself away from the crowd, so they could not see what he was up too. ~

 

[Syutaka]

My dearest Syutaka


Days have begun to tremble to the greater darkness that approaches this realm.
Dragons have already begun to flee to their own dimension, safe from the Dark Lord Ithir. I apologize for my absence. I fear that Ithir is gaining control over the world. By the one mehtod of sucking the goodness out of this realm and proving to be a success. As you are well aware, We dragons can feel anything within this world. Im certain that you feel this yourself.
Obviously there is no way that we can counter-act against this debauchery that runs rampant and free, Building new branches on corruption tree. Forgotten by all the lessons of old. Remember the commandments told.
How long has it been since we have forgotten? Become wicked and foul and sourly rotten. Time remembers and patinetly waits. For the shattering of the seal and the bursting of the gate.
The whispers grows from echoes to shrill shouts. Growing the concerns, creating doubts. Upon this fate we ride the waves. Eternally with held, this peace I eternally crave. In time these truth known to all, May the world embrace them, before Hell's call.

Myself, I cannnot bring this knowledge to bestow uon the people of this world, the ones evil will all too soon show. Long have I strife to find the meaning. Down the recess of thought carneening. Long have I searched to understand, this warning, this gift laid upon my hands.

Now that I know with full force. My being filled with sorrow, a deep remorse.
I can't help but wonder if it's too late. To save the world from a certain doom.
The citizens of this earthly design, being ever to fade, too wicked to see the signs. As clear to me now as the gaze of the mother owl. This evil, this destruction on the prowl!!
Fright that grips the senses, sharp and cold. In the depths of the mind, the answer takes hold. Contemplations of how to proceed. To tell the world the master's creed. Shall I with hold it from all? And let them pludge, Into hell's fall. Shall I warn them, preparation to make. Before from this world all goodness, The Evil does take.

My dear Syutaka..Since I am the Eldest of all the Dragons that runs upon this earthly design. I, Hokarth hearby bestow the dragon symbol of Negria. The symbol that you will now bear as the Guardian of this realm. To fight til death stops you. You are worthy of this symbol. Wear it with great honor. You will have the power to summon the dragons at will. For none of them will come to you with intent to harm, but to adi you within your quest to defeat the Dark Lord. I will contact another entity that has the same knowledge as you do and been with me since I was born. His name is Akyarei. He too predicted this as well. He'll be a great help to you. I apologize once more to abandon you again, til the right time for me to make an appearance..Til then...May goodness guide you to where you search.


Hokarth