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The majority the land is the desert itself, but around the outside at 5 different corners there lie large oases, Mora and Ravenlight, a huge mountain, called Dragons Mouth, the base of witch the down is located, a swamp, Morning star, and even a small rain forest, Evercrest.
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" Arktorius, I suggest you contain yourself as well, less all be destroyed before we are given the chance to reclaim it "
He said, his eyes cautiously eyeing the fissures that had opened in the ground upon Arktorius' return. With these gates to the underworld open all manner of demon, ghoul and woeful soul could pour out and seek vengeance on the those who still possessed the life they so craved. Arktorius allowed a ghostly smile to etch his way onto his haunting face.
"Perhaps you are right brother... It appears the souls of the dead have not fed on the blood of the living in so long they forget their place."
With a wave of his gauntleted hand the earth trembled as the fissures closed themselves. The shrieks of the damned echoed out into Athera as the Death God refused their request for slaughter... at least for now. This done He who was the murderous intent in the hearts of men stepped forward to stand beside his brother.
"Lilith foolishly sends one of her beasts in hopes to halt our ascension. It failed in it's attempt to stop the blade bearer but still it draws nears..."
The haunting words of the God of the Underworld was not lost on his acolyte who was still standing a few yards away. Inglip shivered in fear as his mind grappled with what it could mean. If Lilith's monster sought to stop him it obviously had failed yet why would it continue? Was it soaring to it's death? For what purpose could there be in throwing it's life away in a battle it had no hope of winning. Not even the strongest of Lilith's children could think to stand against but one of the first three bothers let alone two of them. Even in their weakened states no creature but a God could stand against them yet still it flew. Inglip feared for what reason their could be in this. What dark plan had Lilith concocted to further dig the knife into the back of his master.
"How I've missed your touch My King."
Arktorius turned with a cold stare.
"Have you now?.... Then you'll be pleased to know you won't have to suffer being apart from me ever again."
Her head cocked in confusion.
"My Lord?"
"Here you will remain, in the Underworld until such a time that I see fit to release you. You will serve as my personal mistress as long as I desire you to be so."
Luna pushed herself from the bed in an instant as she clung to the sheets around her body.
"But my great King, how am I to preform my lunar duties from here?!"
A dark grin formed on Malakath's face as he leaned in and held her chin is his hand.
"Fret not my flower, your celestial duties will not be hampered. The lunar cycles will go on unhindered, the tides will come in on schedule but YOU will remain. Your body, your consciousness, the whole of your being will be trapped in my realm unless I decide to release you. You will not be able to speak to any outside of the Underworld, your connection to your daughter has been severed. She may gaze at your image in the sky but you will be powerless to answer her pleas yet you will hear them all. Your punishment for your betrayal."
Luna's eyes shimmered with sorrow at his words yet his dark influence so overtook her she slowly nodded in understanding and acceptance.
"It is for the better Mighty God of the Void. For now I can better serve to please you without distraction."
Arktorius smirked and nodded as he released his hold on her chin.
"My sentiments exactly."
Turning from his imprisoned concubine Arktorius made his way out of his dark palace to stand before his throne outside in the winds of the Underworld. His wicked mind turned his brothers, still standing at the Grim Forge. They also drifted, even if for just a moment, to his servant Inglip who was dutifully awaiting his reward at the temple.
"Now... to which to attend to first?..."
"Inglip..."
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Meanwhile on the road an assassin sat in the dirt, his hand running through his jet black hair in frustration. They had failed, they had failed before they had even begun. So distracted by false dangers put before them by the Old Gods they were unable to stop the advancing sword. Banatrix had been shattered and their foes released. Atherea had already trembled in their wake. Now hope was all but gone for how can a group of mortals hope to stand against the will of the Gods. How can any of them hope to survive what was to come? They had all already distinguished themselves as enemies of the Old Gods, hoping to hide from them or stay out of the conflict was not an option open to any of them anymore. His icy gaze flicked up to Caylim who was still standing nearby. Contempt seethed in his glare. "She brought me into this. Her and her blessed family. Damn the Gods, damn all of them! The Old and the New. They brought this upon us. Their war yet we are the ones that have to pay the price. We are the ones who have to suffer while our world crumbles around us. This is all because of them..." He brooded within the confines of his mind. He looked away from her sullenly and hung his head in disgust.
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(Again. sorry for the short post xDDD Im trying hard to write without autoing people!!!)
"Is this it?... Do we accept our defeat here and now?... Is this how it ends?"
He asked, honestly looking for answers. Some direction. It wasn't like Athos to look to others for help but recent events had shaken his confidence. His confidence may stand on unsteady ground but another emotion began to invade the space left by it. Anger, anger at the Gods. Both factions of them for what they've done. Anger at the Old Gods for forcing their curelty on Atherea. Anger at the New Gods for the arrogance in which they call the mortal men and women to fight their battles. His fists clenched as he spoke again.
"Do we lay down our lives and accept our fates are not ours to choose? Should we just commend our souls to Malakath's door for we are too weak to fight for them?... I say nay... Not anymore. Too long have we mortals suffered under the lash of the Gods, the Old and the New. Too long have we had to bear the weight of their lofty rule. Too long have we paid the price for their childish disputes. There must come a time where someone is going to have to take a stand. There must come a day where someone will have to say enough!"
Athos took a bold step forward, his heart beating with the rage of a man abused by forces beyond his comprehension. His blood burned with an anger of pure contempt for his so called heavanly masters.
"I say that day has come. I say that time is now."
His words were passionate and filled with raw emotion. His stirring speech reached out and touched the hearts and minds of all those in attendance. The spark ahd been lit and the time for mortal men and women to choose their fates for themselves had begun.
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Others followed Rolaf, while others stood behind in defeat.
(Wow o_o There is just.... Wow.. i am haveing writers block SO BAD =_=)
Aron placed his hand on Caylim's shoulder. She looked up to see it was Aron. Caylim was stunned for three whole seconds and suddenly hugs him "Aron!"
The group was drawn by Caylim's voice and saw their lord of peace, Aron. Some went down on one knees and bowed down while some just stood there watching.
Time was of the essence. He couldn't afford to waste time. He needed to hurry and warn Angles Landing right after gaining information about the moon. He slowly placed his hand on Caylim's head and showed her images of the moon turning from shining bright white to dark and black.
Caylim understood those images "the moon... mother..." she was silent for a while and continued "mother was effected by one of the old gods powers... which one, I cannot say. I am uncertain"
Aron had questions but with no voice to ask, it was hard. Showing images too another sometimes may be misunderstood. Aron decided to show Caylim another set of images of Angles Landing. Images of her saying complex words that would turn off the barrier that is protecting Baron Praxus lethal axe "Eternity's End" and taking it back to Mora. Caylim locked eyes with Aron said "I understand, brother"
Aron smiled at Caylim and took a step back and suddenly disappearing.
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When Alexy saw his lord Aron, he bowed to him. When Aron dissappeared, Alexy rose up to see Rolaf, a knight he always admired from when he was a kid until today, walking away. He decided to run to Rolaf "sir!" He caught on to Rolaf and started walking beside him.
"what is wrong sir..? ... where are you going...?" asking confused and curious.
"... Angels Landing..." Rolaf stated as he resumed walking, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Thats where i am headed... Those of you who think they can fight back, then we walk to Dragons Mouth..." With that, Rolaf walked east, his sword in hand and fire in his heart.
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Barromier heard Athos saying "I say that day has come. I say that time is now". A while later he heard Caylim calling "Aron!". He saw his lord Aron and bowed down. When his lord dissappeared, he rose...
Barromier turned to Athos and asked "time for what?" confused...
Before Athos could say anything, Rolaf loud voice is heard saying that he wanted to "walk" to Dragon's Mouth. That statement Barromier eyes almost popped out.
"We have a completely functional Airship and he wants to walk.... walk...? ... WALK???!!!" Barromier then goes berserk with a complete rage "WAAARRGHH!!"
Barromier took his wrench that was enchanted by Mora Ven and started bashing the Airship furiously. The airship broke and the engine exploded "KaBOOM!!" Barromier finally calmed down. Everyone was staring at Barromier thinking how are they going to go home now....
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Aron suddenly appeared at Angles Landing, outside of the shrine which kept Eternity's End. He stood there in the heavy snow for a while, examining the shrine. The shrine was protected by great barriers and wards meant to keep evil beings and their dark wave from getting through. The ward was very strong that it would take days for a god to break the wards and barriers down. But Aron was one of the New gods, he is one of the good god and were able to get in without any problem. Aron started levitating himself through the entrance where a dozen of Royal Paladins disguised as monks was standing guard. Two of the Paladins saw Aron and quickly bowed down. Aron waved his hand signaling them to get up. He continued walking toward the inner part of the shrine where more paladins stood saw him and bowed down to him. Again he waved his hands signaling them to get up.
He finally reached the deepest part of the shrine where the halls was decorated and a large golden statue of Mora Ven was placed in the middle. There were no axe in sight. Aron knows the Axe is hidden and decided to keep it where it was. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't take the axe because he had no voice to say the complex words to break the stronger ward that is protecting the Axe.
Aron stood before Mora Ven's golden statue. He closed his eyes, rose both his arm beside him and the wind started to circle him inside the shrine. Every paladin was still guarding their designated post, standing still. The wind got stronger and stronger and stronger. Aron's hair waving with the wind. Aron's body started to shine brightly while the wind kept getting stronger. Some of the paladins got shaken a little bit but they stood their ground, not moving. Suddenly white hibiscus flowers appeared and bloom around Mora Ven's golden statue. Flowers to increase the strength of the shrines wards and barriers. Then Aron started showing images in all the paladin's mind. Images of the old gods rising and trying to get their hands on the axe... Aron opened his eyes, his body stopped glowing... Every paladin in the shrine now got the information that the old gods has escaped... Aron then dissappeared and appeared beside Mora Ven in Mora's hall, The Inner Sanctuary.
They came to camp beside a road in the forest of tall trees, Wildlands of the Kitsune.
Caylim was feeling calm for that moment. Nothing has gone wrong for the few days. Rolaf has recovered fully and so have the others. There only flaw were only some negative energies that can be felt released by Athos. Caylim turned looked beside her to see Luna Duskstalker.
"I'm sorry that I have been cold to you, Luna Duskstalker" Caylim said
Caylim poked the campfire with a stick "you are right" and smiled "if we wish to survive we have to think positive.. there is still hope..."
A wolf came out from the darkness of the forest, dropped a bow on the ground. Barking and howling, he leapt all around it and started to grab Alexy's cloths on the wrist. Caylim turned to the wolf and recognize it as Taie, one of Takira's wolf. She examined the bow on the ground and was shocked "Takira's bow!" She ran to the wolf and pulled it by both cheeks "where is she, Taie?"
She now knows the dwarf,Barromier,an engineer and Alexy,volounteer to the war.She often focused on the silent Rolaf,the knight.
The only interesting thing he found was that he was silent...maybe more than her.
Another figure that attracted her was the mysterious cloacked man: She thinks he is....imprevedible,unknown...maybe because they just met.
Few times she talked during the journey: she started to speak more during the camping.
"I'm sorry that I have been cold to you, Luna Duskstalker,you are right.if we wish to survive we have to think positive.. there is still hope..."
She turned to Caylim and looked at her with mercy.
"Hope is immortal,unlike us....however it seems that sometimes it leaves us....I should say sor-" Luna was interrupted by a barking wolf,that dropped a bow.
She followed Caylim and observed the bow,suprised....a mastercrafted oak bow,surely indistructible and probably enchanted.
"Takira's bow!" Caylim said,looking at the wolf.Luna had the time to think..."Takira....the Goddess of Nature?"
She thought,while Caylim asked to the wolf,Taie,where was the goddess.
Luna looked at her back; Barromier,Alexy and Athos,then she grabbed her Moonsilver blade,following the wolf in the deeps of the wildlands.
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"how did you get here?" she continued "what happened at Mora's?
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Barromier had trouble following the groups speed and skills of evading obstacles and was left behind. He stopped, tired. He just watched as they all disappear in the darkness of forest.
Alexy turned around and noticed that Barromier was gone. He stops "Barromier?". Alexy turned ahead and the group had also left him. It was to late for him to catch up to them. He ran back to find Barromier, resting on the ground.
"got left behind?" Alexy asked
"yep" Barromier answer as he drank his bottle of water. He wiped his mouth and offered the drink to Alexy "want some?"
"sure"
Alexy drank, gave the bottle back to Barromier, and looked around. The place was like a maze.
"You know the way back?" Alexy asked
Barromier looked around, the forest was confusing him. He turned to Alexy and stared "nope"
They were both lost.
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