Damascus Sankar.'s Story

Damascus was still unsconscious while his weapon started to glowing again.This an puissant and scary voice could be heard from the crossbow.The cursed weapon was in fact the one who controled him.

'Damascus you may think that i am yours,but the truth is that you are my sclave."The strange said then laughed on a evil tone.In the meantime Sankar was approaching time he looked to the city extremely closing observing that it was nothing now,just simple ruins.When he saw Lion unsconscious and his weapon glowing Sankar immediately suspected that something was wrong.The Zonian runned toward his son then Sankar slapped him.Lion waked up almost immediately.Seeing his father he trembled being scared.
"You are here father."Sankar looked at him disdainful."In fact necromancy is justbringing us on this land."He responded.
"My weapon Lion told wanting to grab it.Sankar furiously slapped him again then he started his tough speech"You idiot.It is controling you.I can't believe that it really passed one centhury and you are still like this."Angry Sankar put his axe at his son's neck telling him

"As my children i have the authority to kill you.I sacrificed my life for yours when Zonia was attacked by Barthomel for what?For an failure.Now in this moments i will take back my words,the words that you heard before i died.You are again the disgrace of my family.I will redeem for my mistakes.One of the mistakes is you.Until you prove me that i am wrong,Lion you will be considered a failure."

Sankar looked extremely furious because his son took an weapon that he didn't knowed nothing about .A crossbow that was threatening it's life.He changed his appearence.In his new form Sankar was more scarier and imposing."When i killed your brother and sister i killed two great fighters but both of them deserved their fate since they tried to assassinate me.Like father like son.You are not like me,you shall never be able to be a great person like me.Even after one centhury you have still remained a weakling"

Talon V'lyn

Vy landed in the large courtyard area where the barracks were behind the palace. Dragons of all sizes limbered around, some sleeping with their wings outstretched, others being saddled and ready for flight. The silver dragon flapped his wings several times as he settled on the earth, his enormous size making the ground shake even though he'd landed as gently as possible. The flight from Ro'ell wasn't long, as predicted, though Talon felt it took an eternity to get there. He was more than happy to jump down off of Vy's neck and start his search for a healer.

The sooner he got his hand healed, the faster he could get to searching for Jennifer. The assassin figured that Zoron might have some idea as to where his rider had been taken, and he was betting on that to lead him to Jennifer. Turning, he helped the pretty elf down off of Vy. Once she was on the ground, he turned away and started for the city streets without waiting for anyone. He was in a hurry to get what needed to be done, done.

Have you forgotten what I've said already?

No.

Then relax. You cannot rush into something when no one is ready.

I already said I will go after her alone if I have to.

How will you get there?

Talon stopped mid stride and heaved a heavy sigh, Flight of course.

And if I refuse?

A soft growl penetrated his throat and he ignored his dragon. Talon continued down the street in search of one who could be of assistance to them. Though it was hard to find as not many mages lived in Kingsburrow seeing as it was a neutral city. It took Talon a couple of hours walking around the city before he found someone who was close enough to a healer to help him. He walked in the door and was met with two women, one elderly the other very young. The young one came up to him and smiled at him as she spoke.

"How can we help you?"

"My companions and I need some healing," he motioned behind him to those that had come with him into the city. Whiskers needed treatment for a cut on her arm and Talon's broken hand needed mending. Other than Whiskers, the assassin didn't think anyone else truly needed any healing. The young woman beckoned for him to come and sit as the elder woman took Whiskers.

As he sat down, the girl started by examining his hand, her fingers gently moving the fingers around. Talon winced slightly as she worked on him, all the while she hummed a light tune. Her fingers outstretched over his hand and her eyes glowed brightly. A light filled her fingers then stretched down to his hand and encased it. Talon didn't feel anything, but the bruising faded away and feeling returned to his hand. The girl took a white cloth and wrapped his hand tightly.

"Not all of the bones are healed, so you will have to be careful, but you should be able to use it now. Just don't over do it," she said with a smile. Talon thanked her and stood up. Now all that was left was waiting for the others to finish up. That was easier said then done, so Talon paid for the service and stepped outside. His impatience nearly getting the best of him as he stood there waiting.

Damascus Sankar
Sankar was exploring this new land trying to reach a city.He didn't heard anything about his son since he left Kingsburrow and so he didn't knowed about Damascus death.Looking at the envoirement he realized that so many things changed.Approaching he spotted Soran and the two female elfs.Immediately Sankar realizated that the two of them were in danger so he decided to help them not knowing how powerful was Soran or his fighting abilities.

He changed his appearance from his normal appearance.Damascus was very frightening and anyone who would saw him could
tell that he was a monster and not a elf."Leave now."Damascus told on a change voice because of his changed appearance.In the meantime fire energy gathered around his axe Sankar being ready for a fight.But to protect himself he sticked his axe in the ground.Sankar then takes it out the fire trap being set he waited to see what his enemy will do.
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Moseun Zarka
"Sir you are the Dragon's Scourge.You have connections in every city.Every noble and city ruler knows you.Use them to catch your targets.And what do you think that is suspicious just attack it with your weapons."The voice of his dragon told Moseun through telepaty."You are genius.I tried to catch them alone when i can use the soldiers of this city and thanks for the advice."Moseun told while he started walking toward the city gates.As he looked at the peoples who were entering Vaye it wasn't hard for him to see Locien althrough he didn't knowed that this mysterious person was indeed Locien.The Dragon's Scourge takes the helmet off looking at this person.Moseun started approaching him slowly.Then when he was extremely close to him Moseun whispered"The hunt begins."With an quick move he uses his claws to penetrate Locien's chest.Even if the distance between them was of a few centimeters and Moseun used an suprised attack there where small chances that Locien could have avoided this attack.

'Locien."Moseun shouted angry.Moseun puts his helmet back while looking after Locien.It seems that his target avoided the attack and escaped.Moseun was angry and didn't wanted that this to stop so he started walking toward the forest supposing that he would find Locien.
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Sankar saw Locien approaching.After hearing he told"Well i wanted to save them but it seems that you have some things to resolve with this guys that you call him Soran.I will Damascus Sankar,will not interfere with your battleStill if you want my help i am here to ofer it."Sankar told watching him then changed his appearance to the normal appearance.He didn't knowed how the battle between the two of them could evolve so he was watching them carefuly.Still if the fight would turn in the favor of Soran he was there to help Locien.

"Locien, finally!"
"The protector and the destroyer."Sankar told to himself as he saw the two of them.He already knew that they were rivals and so only one of them would remain alive.Sankar now knew who Soran awaited so much to battle this being reason that the didn't fought.His enemy.Seeing the two elf womans which were paralyzated he walked toward them trying to protect them.
Looking at them he sensed that maybe he should tell something."As an Zonian i know how is a war and a personal fighting.Soran,you are a destroyer and you Locien are a protector.One is trying to protect what other is trying to destroy.The person which shall have greater will of winning shall kill it's enemy.Your fight is one that decises the fate of these two womans and of other persons"The old elf said trying to raise Locien's will of winning.

Knowing that one of them would die he hoped that Locien would win.While seeing Soran's first attack this conflict awaked memories,about his own fight with his brother,and with his two sons,both of them ending with his victory.The he killed his own childrens.Then he remembered that he didn't saw Lion.He was still asking what was happening with him and so on a loud voice he asked to himself"Where are you Damascus?".

Lifting his sword, Locien locked the two threatening blades together with one hand on the blade, his other reaching for the handle of his new blade and drawing it. The blade was golden at the handle, decorated with emerald gemstones and a beautiful silver shine on the actual blade., as if time hasn't touched it. The blade had runes upon which ancient elvahn runes were carved into it on one side, and on the other side was hieroglyphics of an older, ancient race.

"Awaken to repentance to combat the shadows of sin." He muttered to himself as he saw Zoron and Azmirian appear with Vy in tow, landing into the clearing and coiling protectively one the paralyzed women. The amulet and the gemstones on the blade glowed the familiar green glow that Rania was still unnerved about, but she couldn't move her body as the paralyzing magic was still there.

"Now Soran, you've been hounding me for thirty years all because of one thing I did in retaliation of your crime." Locien stated as his eyes gave the green glow. "I may no longer call myself an assassin as you or Lyuze are. Nor do I call myself a hero as all I've done was steal from bandits to give back to those they stole it from. But I am nothing like you." As he said this he pushed Soran back and did a backflip, as a ring of green fire arose around the two combatants.

"Locien be careful, after this fight we'll have to leave Vaye as fast as we can. It seems the Dragon's Scourge decided to increase your notoriety in an attempt to catch you in the open." Zoron said to Locien's mind. "I think he'll try to either find Talon and Jennifer, or try to threaten you directly by harming innocent villagers."

"Well I can't fight him, Soran and Domieen at the same time! We'll have to find a way to expose him to his service to Barthomel!" Locien shouted in his mind as he swung at Soran's face, fully intent on removing one of his eyes again in payment for threatening his friends, whilst he was ready to block any of his attacks with his other blade.

"Soran!" he shouted in a rage.

"Now that everything is ready i must wait them."Moseun said to himself being sure that his trap will work.But immediately he heard the voice of his dragon telling him"Moseun try to search them.Locien isn't the type of person that would fall into a trap,so easy."Thinking at this his dragon was right,he musn't subestimate his enemies and so he leaved the city looking for them.
In the meanwhile on the battlefield a raven maked it's appearance but only for a few seconds before flying.On his dragon Moseun was looking his target trying to see if he was in the forest.Then suddenly the same raven appears landing on his shoulder.Moseun's dragon stopped."Here we meet again."A voice could be heared from the raven.

The Dragon's Scourge first reaction was one of panic as he knew what that meaned"You,here but why?"He asked scaried.

The voice responded"Moseun you know why.For 100 years you were free,as Barthomel's servant.Now you must become a rebel."Moseun didn't expected to something like this as he for 100 years did what he wished do to and wasn't forced to join the True Dragons but now everything was different,a change was going to happen.
"I don't want to join the cult."Moseun told in his mind to his dragon.
"You don't have other choice.If you don't join them you will be killed."His dragon warned The Dragon's Scourge as the rebels weren't the type of persons who would shown mercy at the first sign of disobeying orders.

"I will join the True Dragons."Moseun said trying to not show the anger that was boiling inside him.
"Good decision from now on i will give you orders on what to do and how to proceede.And the person you are looking for is very close."The raven said to Moseun then leaved very quickly.
The elf found the others.He immediately spotted Lyuze and Rania which were paralyzed.His eyes were concentrated on them and so Moseun jumped with his claws ready to penetrate Rania's chest first.Sankar using his axe managed to dodge the claws.

Observing Locien having a battle with Soran he decided to try again another attack.Again he tried to attack Rania taking advantage that she was paralyzated but Sankar again dodged his attack then kicked Moseun throwing him away at a few meters.Moseun lifted from the ground,he was angry that again someone was between him and his targets.
"Stop unhonorable fighter.You have no right to kill them."The Zonian told as he was ready for a fight.
"I have all the right to kill them."Then Moseun screamed"Death to everyone!"
Seeing Moseun Sankar told in his mind"I think i saw him.His face is so familiar,but i can't remember who is this elf."
He tried desperately to remember but he couldn't.Because he was revived with the help of necromancy some memories were still locked inside him.

Soran Keel

"Stop unhonorable fighter.You have no right to kill them."The Zonian told as he was ready for a fight. I have all the right to kill them. Death to everyone!"

The shout caught Soran's attention as Locien back flipped away from him and came in with an attack of his own. This one was headed straight for his eye once more. The scream from behind them startled him and so his concentration to the oncoming sword in front of him was disturbed. Soran barely manged to move aside, still catching the edge of the Prides weapon along side his face and near his eye. With a growl he turned around and stopped attacking Locien. A familiar, yet undesirable feeling welled up in his chest. It was an old feeling, something he'd long since forgotten, but apparently hadn't completely lost.

His sword stretched out in front of Locien, his body right next to the man but with no intention of killing him like he'd been doing just a moment before. For one looking at him from the other side, it would seem that Soran was protecting the Pride. His frown turned into a wicked smile, his crazed gaze narrowing in and locking on the man who threatened both him and Locien.

"You have the right?" Soran asked wickedly, "You want my attention? Well, you've got it. No one touches Locien but me, no one," his voice growled. With a sidelong glance, he turned his mismatched eyes to Locien.

"Don't worry, old friend. I'll protect you from this one," he said, almost sounding sane if it weren't for the gleam in his eyes. Turning his gaze back to the man who'd yelled, he pulled his sword back and prepared to attack. Leading off with his left foot, he sprinted to the man, one blade held low, the other at his side. As he approached the enemy, he let his lower sword come up in a hard upper cut. With the momentum, he spun around and used the second blade, coming at the elven man horizontally. His smile widened as he engaged in the fight, his earlier sense of sanity long gone.

Forests of Dragoon (Just outside Kingsburrow) : Jennifer and Talon

“If you don’t save him, I will paint the entire forest with your blood.”

"There's nothing to fear," the elder woman answered the youthful mage. She stood and brought up the young man's body with her magic. He floated beside her, suspended in the air, his limbs hanging and his back arched slightly from the invisible hold. The woman turned her silver eyes on the mage, "I'm Trinity," she introduced herself and started walking through the forest to her small home. As she walked, she talked.

"Ieer was a great dragon, and a wonderful friend," Trinity laughed slightly, her fragile frame shuddering slightly from it, "You're a mage of Ro'ell. I'm sure you know the name Ieer. The white dragon God of old. You must be wondering how it is possible for me to know such a great dragon. Believe it or not, those dragons had companions once. All four of them were bonded with a mortal, it was how the races began. Us first mortals to walk the earth were Godly in our own way. Blessed with long life and power, just like our dragon Gods. However, when Barthomel turned and started gaining more power, we wondered what was going on and how he was doing such a thing.

"The small cities that had begun to flourish begun to fall apart suddenly. The three of us got together and tried to figure out what had happened. Before we knew it, we were bathed in war. Halfway through the war, we lost Domieen. Both he and his companion turned, but Domieen was ruthless and killed his companion at the end of the war. Now that I think of it, I believe that is how he got out of dying like the others. Barthomel killed Ki's companion, but he could never find me. Ieer was especially good at keeping me from him," as she finished that, they came upon a small home tucked away behind the brush of the forest and three very large trees.

Stepping between the bushes and the foliage, the house was bathed in the last fiery rays of light filtering through the treetops. Everything glittered as if it were magic that protected the area. The air was lighter, no breeze, and it was warm as well. Turning, Trinity smiled warmly at Jennifer. She brought the young assassin inside the house and continued her tale while she gathered water, rags and a couple of other items.

"Ieer fought hard, and I helped him as much as possible. We shared our power often, and that power built over time. Eventually, we were victorious and Barthomel fell. Unfortunately, Ki and Ieer both died. At the time, I thought that Domieen had followed them down that path as well, but the events of late have confirmed my suspicions from that time long ago. No one had ever been able to find Domieen's body, and so we had figured he'd fallen into the chasms of the earth with Barthomel," Trinity shrugged and sighed lightly as she put two vials of liquid on the table next to the bed where she'd settled the young man.

"Well, that's enough of a history lesson I'm sure," she sat down next to the young man, took his hand and pushed back the sleeve where the bracer was, "As to this. Ieer's power is stored in this bracer, as is a portion of my own. No human or person born without magic should be able to wear this at all. He's lucky to be alive at all. Riena must be watching him with all of her strength, bless her," Trinity reached out and brushed a few strands of blue grey hair from his face, her silvery eyes examining his scar.

"A V'lyn, yes? If I'm not mistaken, this is Talon, the assassin who received much of Riena's blessings and power. They say the goddess herself walks by him at all times. I can see how it would be true. Jennifer, there are two things that need to be done in order to keep him alive. One involves your help. You are a mage, one very powerful and skilled in the arts of illusion," Trinity smiled, "I can tell by the aura around you. Reev seems to have blessed you as well. Just like Riena, he walks with you at all times.

"You can handle this magic. In order to help him, you will need to share the power with him. It will continue to build and replenish itself, just like yours does. However, it doesn't stop there. This is a God's power inside the bracer. It will continue building and overwhelm him, as you've seen. Take that extra from him and you've extended his life tenfold. The second is this," she reached and grabbed one of the vials off the counter. She twisted it around in her fingers gently, the sparkling silver liquid sliding around inside it slowly as if it were a thick concoction.

"This was made by Ieer and myself during the last battles of war. Ieer told me that I would need it one day," Trinity smiled fondly as she gazed upon the vial. Turning, she gently released Talon's hand and worked his mouth opened gently. Opening the vial, she tipped the contents into his mouth. After it had gone down his throat, his eyebrows came down and he coughed lightly. Trinity watched him intently, hovering over him. His eyes opened slowly, their blue-grey color now a swirling silver. He stared up at the woman for a long time before he blinked and his eye color returned to normal and he fell back asleep.

"Good, it's working. Ieer's blood and mine mixed together with a bit of magic. Dragon's blood is exceptional, especially from a dragon of power. Now, your lovely assassin will grow as a fighter. He will get stronger and more powerful. Don't think that because of the dragons blood he can handle the bracer on his own. It can still over power him, Jennifer. But now, he'll be able to manipulate it's power more effectively and there shouldn't be any more rejections if you keep up with taking the extra power," Trinity stood and put a towel in the bowl of water she'd grabbed and began taking off his tattered shirt. Her eyes gazed at the fabric for sometime before putting it aside and rubbing away the blood all over his body. She carefully cleaned his wounds and then opened the second vial that she'd brought over. Pouring this into his mouth, she set it aside and washed the wounds once more.

Putting the bloodied towel in the water, she raised both hands over him and the room was filled with magic. Slowly, the cuts and gashes all along his body that hadn't been fully healed, closed. With a smile as she finished, she looked to Jennifer and gave a short nod, "There. He's lost a lot of blood, so he'll need to rest for sometime, but he's no longer in any danger. Your turn," Trinity said and before the mage could protest, she'd wrapped the woman in her magic and healed any hidden injuries that she might have sustained.

"Rest, eat and regain your strength. I'll fix his armor in the meantime. Don't think that you're intruding. It's been so long since I had visitors," Trinity hummed as she picked up the shirt and left the room.

As Moseun was fighting with Sankar he could hear Soran."I have all the right to kill you.You are talking me about something like when you are evil.I am just following my goal.
Trying to prepare against him he extended his claws both of them targeting the enemy's swords while spinning.His claws clashed with Soran's blades but still he was too close.Taking advantage Sankar injured Moseun creating an large cut.The blood from his legs started to flow almost immediately as The Dragon's Scourge collapsed on the ground.

Damascus approached the injuried elf looking at him."Unhonorably metods are used against unhonorably enemies."
The elf was boiling in anger and so he shouted.Watching the Zonian in the eyes he told him "Don't tell to a Zarka what is honor."Now he revealed the others his true identity.It wasn't long before they could find out that he was Moseun Zarka.
As he heard him Sankar taked a good look at him then tried to remember again.This time it worked.
Long time ago shortly before Sankar's death The Dragon's Scourge was in Zonia.His scopes were to make an alliance between his clan and Zonia.But he failed and so from that moment he started killing,from the moment he failed in his first mission gived directly to him by the leader of the clan,his father.

:Moseun Zarka that is your name."Sankar told,now with his memories restored he had a choice to do.To kill him or not.Still he decided to let him live but not before humiliating him"Leave pathetic fool.You are no longer the great Moseun Zarka.In fact you are just a weaker version of him.I would humiliate myself if i would kill you."With these words he was trying to do something.If he would have knowed that Moseun kill Lion,then The Dragon's Scourge would have died here.

From nowhere an huge raven came and grabbed Moseun with it's claws.It was more of an abdomination,an living creature of the darkness magic,the raven had 4 legs and strangely it had two blue eyes.They were more like normal eyes but scary ones.More scarier was the moment when the raven laughed,an evil and sinister laugh that scaried even the bravest mens."Soon i will bring great suffering to this world!"The abdomination told being very serious then took it fly while was still holding Moseun in it's claws.It seems that The Dragon's Scourge avoided his death but no one knew what saved him.
"What was that?"Sankar asked the others.He was still shocked after he saw an creature saving Moseun.

Locien's eyes widened as he witnessed the Dragon's scourge appear from nowhere, ready to attack Rania, he was about to attack him in a rage when he saw Soran lift his sword in front of him, and look at him in a familiar way. Locien was half shocked, it was as if Moseun's desire to kill both Soran and him, shook his former kinsman to his sanity, at least that's what it seemed, Soran could revert back to it and try to kill him.

He couldn't be too sure, the way Soran talked it was as if Soran still wanted payback for what Locien had done to him nearly thirty years ago. "He's trying to protect the thing he wants the pleasure of killing, either that or he really had come to his senses. I don't know what to do about it, but what should I do, what should I say?" he thought. "Just stay on your guard, Soran would still want to kill me probably, insanity or no insanity."

Zoron watched with odd interest, whilst the others had horror when the large raven swooped down and took Moseun away. Locien was a bit horrified but he had to keep his wits about him.

Lyuze and Rania still couldn't move, but they saw what was going on through the wings of the dragons. "Is Soran trying to get Locien to let his guard down?" Rania thought in her head as Lyuze could only watch the odd predicament. She was especially horrified at Moseun's exit.

"Why Soran?" Locien asked, still keeping his guard up. "Why protect me, even though we're fighting each other?"

Sankar watched the two of them while he was still wondering.How and why an beast like that saved Moseun Zarka.It was an question that become very important just like the other question,where is his son.He didn't knowed that his son was killed.
Looking he approached Locien then he felt something strange inside his body.Almost at the same time green energy started gathering around him.He falled on the ground not being able to get up as the energy became chains which were holding Sankar.

"What is this?"Sankar asked nervously.He didn't liked this kind of things and also he didn't knowed what was happening.
As the energy was surrounding his body in the air it was feeling something unhuman related to necromancy.An uncomfortable sensation,just like if the darkness was everyone.Then another strange event occured an voice told to Sankar,a loud an familiar voice"It has begun."It was the raven's voice which saved Moseun.

"Necromancy will not control me."Sankar told convinced that he was stronger and could escape from the chains.Gathering fire energy the Zonian changed his appearance from his normal one.He cutted the chains one by with the axe and with the help of fire magic.He lifted from the ground changing his appearance back,what happened was a sign that he will not be free for to much tim.

Locien sighed as he sheathed his swords. "Soran, you and I both loved Vera very much. Had I requested they change the betrothal to you, maybe things would be different, but it still wouldn't change the fact, I would still have left." he thought. Turning to his Dragon he looked at Zoron. "Let's leave this area, it's a bit unsafe for us to be here due to the Dragon's scourge."

"Leaving so soon Casshern?" Came a voice as the gray cloaked man walked out of the clearing. "Don't worry about the guards at Vaye, I have people working on making the captain forget what he was told and making sure the guards are well paid to not harm you." The man pulled away his cloak to reveal that he was a dark elf, sporting a few scars across his face, with fiery green eyes staring at Locien's Violet ones. The dark elf sported facial hair that extended out to a gray-ish goatee.

They stood for a time, eying each other, whilst Zoron picked up Lyuze whilst Locien lifted Rania from the ground. "Who is he Locien?" Rania asked in a tired voice as the paralyzing magic still held her. To this the dark elf gave a wholehearted chuckle as he threw his arms in the air laughing.

"Well if I called him by his title name, I know him better then you ever will Miss Birviel, but now that my formalities are out of the way, Miss Pyren, I'm sorry for your brother," The dark elf took a very deep breath as Lyuze just rolled her eyes in annoyance, knowing full well who he is.

"Hello Loci." The Dark elf finally stated in a casual friendly way, yet with a note of superiority.

Locien finally sported a grin. "Hello Dad. Miss Birviel, meet the Lord Chieftain of the Kestal Clan, Lord Maelthra Kestal." he said in an introducing way.

"Come on to the Inn. We have a bit to discuss." Maelthra stated as he walked back to Vaye. At that Locien followed carrying Rania and Zoron and Azmirian carrying Both Vy and Lyuze back to the city.

---A few Minutes later back at the Inn---

The Dragons rested outside peacefully whilst Lyuze and Rania were recuperating from their encounter with Soran as they begun to move a little bit more with his magic fading.

"And That's what happened after I sent the Letter." Locien stated to his father sitting at a table with him with two pints of Icefire Brew. "They're after me for the amulet. Now that I found the sword, I have a feeling they'll want me more, or just want me dead."

"Locien, you can't run from everything, eventually you had to stop to help in a grand way." Maelthra told his son in a scolding way. "However, the Armor of Casshern still eludes you now. Besides, any Pride of the Seeker would think it crazy to try to find such a thing. All I know is that it's in Casshern's Tomb with him. And that's a long journey."

"I have friends in trouble though Father. I need to find them." Locien interjected.

"Relax." Maelthra ordered. "The silver dragon seems a bit more active. I think your missing friends will find you. Now then, tell me again how high the stakes are. I want to know how much you're willing to bet on this whole thing."

"As much as it takes Father." Came the only answer from Locien. With that Maelthra only gave a very big smile as he clapped his hands together.

"That's My Boy!"

Looking Sankar saw an new person appearing another elf.He didn't had any place to go he decided just to follow them to the inn.Sankar didn't knowed who revived him.Sankar watchd and listened the disscusion between Locien and his father before thinking at what he could tell.
"If i kill the necromancer who revived me then i will be free to do what i wish?I am an dead Zonian,Damascus Sankar, which was revived recently.I don't know why they revived me,and also i don't know nothing about necromancy."Sankar told.It was the first time when he was telling something like this to persons that he already knowed.
But still he believed that they were good persons and also since he was revived he didn't had anything to lose.This wasn't the world that he lived.

"Why a man from the past like me was revived in your prezent?Why?What they want from me?"Sankar asked Locien and his father this time he was nervous.Thinking at this Sankar knew that he was alone in this wolrd.Althrough he hoped that his son would appear and help him.He realized the value of the words that were told to his son and so for the first time it could be saw how a tear was flowing from his cheek on the ground.The elf thinked at how lonely he was.

His son was death but the Zonian didn't knowed this.Didn't knowed that in fact he was really alone."Damascus come and help
your father.I wil ask forgiveness for everything i said,just come and help me."The elf said.It was so sad and surely this was an irony.When they revived him Sankar believed and acted that he could handle everything.But now he was looking for help from his son and maybe the persons he meet,too late since Lion died.

"What? Moseun Zarka is in the base of the Zarka clan in Vaye.And also he is wounded.I can't believe that this really happened."The young elf from the Zarka clan said to another member of the same clan after he informed him that Moseun was at their base wounded.The two of them decided to stay in the inn some time and to drink something before going to the clan's base.
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Moseun was still in the claws of the raven looking at the sky.He informed his dragon about what happened and who saved him this being the only things that he could tell.He losted very much blood and so Moseun fainted.Before fainting he was scared not knowing where he would wake.Then he opened his eyes more because of the sun that was shining so powerful.He lifted from the ground watching where he was.An green hill with vegetation and trees.A place so beautiful,magical one.Walking Moseun didn't saw anyone instead he was feeling so unusual.Just like all his problems dissapeared and was in a better place.

"Did i died?"He asked to himself while ontinuing to walk.Then Lion appeared in front of him alongside with other persons.Persons he knowed,they were the assassins that were killed by him.They didn't seemed to want a fight with him it was just like everything was surrounded by good.But this moment was inttrerupted when Moseun said"So this is the place where all the failures come after they by my hand.This place is better then your miserable life."He told arrogant then laughed for a few seconds.

What he said annoyed them.In fact it annoyed even the place itself as the weather started changing suddenly. Thunder and an unexpected rain.Moseun then screamed just like an arrow penetrated his heart.He screamed while told"I am the mighty Moseun Zarka."Then he really waked.He didn't knowed how but an elf woman was near Moseun watching him.She putted her hands on his hands energy being transfered from her to his body.Healing energy,it seems that she was an healer.He barely managed to look at her then closed his eyes.He didn't knowed but the raven let him near a building of the Zarka clan.

He ironicaly was healed by someone from his own clan,members of this clan were also killed by him but still they showed him mercy even after what he did.Waking Moseun observed that Lion's armor wasn't on him.The armor,shield, helmet even the claws where on a table in the same room.He asked"Where am i?""Where am i?Answer?"He shouted.The healer hearing his voice entered the room saying to him"Shut up.This is how you are thanking me for saving you."Moseun was surprised by her answer.Then looking better at the clothes she was hearing Moseun realizated where he was.He was inside of a building which was belonging to the Zarka clan.

"Well what do you want from me?"Moseun asked.He already thinked at what she could tell him.His death or maybe to help them."Help.We need your help."Hearing this words the elf started laughing.
How could they ask Moseun's help when he killed even the ones from his own clan.In fact from his clan it started everything."Help with what?"Moseun ask again waiting her answer.

The girl told him directly"The rebels.Rebels have infiltrated in Vaye.We are retreating to the principal base of the clan which is in Winterfall.And you are coming with us "Hearing this he was very surprised by her request.Still he was into a base of the Zarka clan so he probably didn't had any choice.Immediately more members of the clan entered the room.Armed members.
An old elf told Moseun"In fact this is an order.She only told it to you on the nice way."

Moseun found himself into a very hard situation.He didn't had any weapon at him and his room was full with armed elfs.Momentaly he had to fulfill their request so the elf told them".Bring me some clothes."He told.

Then the elf exited the room.Red robes,clothes made from the finest materials he also had to ceremonial silver blades of the clan.He asked for some clothes because he thinked that someone like him deserves what is best.Still to be sure that Moseun would help them the old elf took his claws.

The elf had an mission but the only weapons he had where his golden blade and the two silver blades as an compensation for taking his claws.While leaving the building of the clan Moseun saw an little elf crying.He walked toward her asked what happened.After her answer it was obviously.She was the daughter of two elf,members of the Zarka clan,which were killed by him.It was something unpleasant for him this experience.

"How you dare to ask her what happened?"The woman which healed him asked Moseun nervously then slapped him twice."This are the consequinces of your actions.You only thinked at the good parts of you deeds."She told nervous.This was an experience that somehow managed to awake his lost heart.

As he and the other elfs leaved Vaye he told in his mind"And from now on they will hunt me."It seems that they prepared for 2 days to leave Vaye.The clan's strategy was simple leave all the base and retreat to the principal base which was in Winterfall the most isolated city.
In the meantime Sankar was going to the same city.He needed time to understand what happened and also to prepare himself for what could happen if the necromancers would find a way to control his body and his actions.

A man entered the inn.An unknow person which didn't seemed to be from this place.Walking straight to the inn keeper he asked him"Did you saw The Dragon's Scourge?"The inn keeper didn't liked this question as the first thing he saw was the crow sitiing on the man's shoulder. Scaried the man was prepared to answer when another person entered the inn and told into a loud voice so that everyone could hear him"The Dragon's Scourge is dead.An huge and monstrous raven eated him alive near the forrest.The man then exited the inn in the meanwhile looking at the one which spreaded this rumor.This rumor was fake but it's scope was to make the others believe that The Dragon's Scourge really died.This was Moseun;s decision before leaving Vaye hoping to never come in this city. "So he leaved Vaye and also tried to fool us."The rebel said to the strange crow which was on his shoulder.Now it was clear.The Dragon's Scourge was hunted also by the rebels.The motive was simple Barthomel gave him power,useful power that now could be used to revive him by killing Moseun but this wasn't the only motive.And since he was never a rebel they had the permission to track Moseun and to kill him.
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"Well well what we have here?"Moseun asked seeing a strange person in black robes.The human watched him strangely.
Then a wave of dark spheres ."Damn it."Moseun said nervous while he jumped avoiding the attack."Approaching the man he tried to stab but he had to jump avoiding another wave of spheres.Now the fight transfom into a mere exercise.All what he could do was to avoid the spheres while trying to catch the enemy with the guard down in order to launch an devastating blow.
The axe cut the man's legs with one quick and powerful strike.As Sankar was following the elfs in order to reach Winterfall he decided to help the elf not knowing who he was."Thanks stranger and now it is time to put you some questions."Moseun told the man while approaching him.

The rebel did't responded to his question and so Moseun had no choice then to decapitate
him."Killing a bastard like you makes me feel so good."He said then told to Sankar"It does not matter
what happened them now you are speaking with another person."Moseun took an letter from the
ground near the decapitated body and started reading it.On the letter it was specificated that
Moseun must be killed.An order and an mission,but an mission for someone with no experience.
"Laowlee."


He said in his mind. As he whispered someting to the old elf from his clan Moseun took his
claws back and then leaved into another direction.Sankar didn't cared what he was doing and so he
continued to walk again toward Winterfall while Moseun was going to Laowlee.
Several hours later
Sankar was still going to Winterfall while Moseun almost reached Laowlee.He was hunted now by the
cities and by the rebels.While the dragon was flying Moseun asked him"Do you think we are going to
escape from that rebel city once we enter it?His dragon said to him sincerely"No Sir in fact there are
higher chances to die than to escape."


Moseun thinked at the dragon's answer then told"Now i don't
have nothing.I walked on a wrong path and i lost everything.I have one thing to do.To kill Domieen or
at least dying knowing that i tried to kill him."Moseun knew that Domieen was very strong,stronger
then him.Rmembering what he tried to do to Lyuze and Rania but also Locien for him this was the only
way to become a new person and maybe to be forgiven by them.
"This list bringed only death to the peoples who are on it."Moseun told in his mind.He looked at the
sky it was starting to rain,this was something that he didn't liked since it could be considered a sign.A
sign that something evil could happen,but no matter what he was ready to try his luck.


"I hope that maybe i will be forgived for what i did."He told in his mind then started sneaking toward the
fortress.Moseun managed to infiltrate in the fortress by walking in the sewers."So this was the
inn."He told looking at the building in which he was.Maybe he managed to infiltrate the fortress but he
could be discovered very easy.He heard the voice of his dragon in his head telling him "You really want to sacrifice your life to repay for all the deaths you made?"Moseun after a few seconds thinked and told him"I can not make up for the lives i took.Still peoples have the abilities to choose.I choose to follow the good path now until it isn't too late."