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Princess Arwen Alondriell

Not a Full Character Sheet. Mainly NPC.

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a character in “Quest for the Everstone”, as played by xXxCryptic-AngelxXx

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Name: Princess Arwen Alondriell
Age: 19
Gender: female
Appearance: Image
Kingdom: Hanivall

So begins...

Princess Arwen Alondriell's Story

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There was a loud tapping sound. It echoed through the air and vibrated through her body. The Princess turned her head in the direction of the sound, but wasn't sure whether or not to investigate. On the other side of the glass surface, Roderick grinned. The sight made her sick to her stomach so she decided. She would investigate if only to get away from him. She tried not to think about what he might be doing with her body. Then again, her soul was going to be separated from her body anyway. Arwen guessed she didn't put as much thought into it as she had thought. Then again, she was acting quickly.

With a final glare, she stepped back from the glass and Roderick vanished from view. She turned and went to investigate the sound. The land on the other side of the mirror was one of many windows. Literally. It was like she was in a massive building that was completely white with long, endless hallways that had windows on either side as close together as possible. You had to be careful which you stepped to because once you got close enough, you could be seen. She followed the echo to the image of a finger looming over the glass. She stepped forward and found herself frowning into the eyes of the mercenary.

"What do you want, Mercenary?" she asked, crossing her arms. She wasn't sure what Roderick thought she was going to do, but being helpful wasn't going to happen. Although, if she helped him enough to get him to the group, maybe she could find a way to communicate to them instead.

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Possibly the last thing Leopold was expecting to happen when he pressed the face of the mirror, was for another face to appear. And certainly he wasn't expecting it to begin to talk to him. If there was a quota for how much weirdness one was allowed to have in a single day, this was certainly filling it up. He had to wonder just what exactly he had gotten himself into and how much he was going to regret it in the near future.

"And hello to yourself." Despite the fact that the strange woman seemed to be rather standoffish, though to be honest so would he if he was trapped inside a mirror all day, he had to admit she was rather pretty. Which was always a nice bonus compared to having his trousers turned into ants. "If we're being broad here I want a huge amount of gold, a lot of people in my bed, and an instant cure to hangovers. But, if you can't do that then perhaps you can tell me something about these shard things I'm supposed to locate."

Leopold shook his head at how ridiculous this was. He was asking a strange woman in a magic mirror to find something that he had no idea where it could be, what it looked like or even what it did. It was less trying to find a needle in a haystack, but rather trying to find a needle in a iron mine after a cave in whilst drunk. "Thankfully somebody gave me worryingly little information about these things and then just told me that you are the only person in the world who can help me out. I mean honestly, he's paying me just to give him reports, and I could be going anywhere in the world now and feeding him bullshit. It's almost like he wants me to swindle him. Doesn't make any sense if you ask me."

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Arwen's eyes widened slightly at his confessions. Okay, that wasn't what she had been expecting. She tilted her head slightly in wonder as she studied the mercenary. He wasn't too terribly looking, though handsome was not a word she would've used to describe him. Maybe... pleasant? Though the amount of greed he possessed made him far uglier in her eyes, but who in this world didn't want for something? He also didn't seem to realize who she was which meant he was not from this kingdom and probably hadn't seen her message. This would definitely be an interesting.. partnership? As one sided as it would be.

"Oh, he'll definitely give you whatever you want in exchange for what he wants: the Everstone. Since you're asking I'm sure you don't realize what it is. It's the world's source of magic. No one knows where it came from, but most knows what it does. Roderick betrayed the royal family tasked with protecting it and the princess gave herself up in order to protect her people from him. If he gets his hand on the Everstone, he will use it to rule all of Khadian. There are rituals and spells that can be used to alter the range of the stone's power. Meaning, he could make him all-powerful and leave the rest of the world powerless. Though if you're after money, I'm sure that doesn't really matter to you." Her mouth quirked up at the corner.

"As for the shards, I know they're drawn to places of power. It can be a power of magic or of man. The power of wishes, for example. Speaking of wishes, if you collect the shards and unite them you can make a wish. For anything. The stone offers no limit." She paused, searching his eyes for a reaction to her words. "As for the shard you must seek first, I believe that you're not too far from it's location. I'm not sure you're aware of this, but of all the kingdoms in Khadian, Hanivall is the most powerful. We have the most magic users, the best crops, the best ports, and the best trade. So the stone is probably somewhere in the castle. Somewhere where the most powerful people pass through almost daily. Or.. did anyway. Most of them are probably dead.." A flash of pain flickered through her eyes at the thought of so many of her people, her father's most trusted and brilliant minds, dead. "So, what are you waiting for?"

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Somewhere in the castle where the most powerful passed through daily? That couldn't be right surely, there was no way the first piece of the this entire chase was waiting right under the nose of his employer. Things like that didn't just happen.
"So, what are you waiting for?" Ok, so mirror lady was also a bit pushy.
"Alright alright. I'm going, you don't need to yell at me." He quickly pocketed the mirror once more and headed out of the stables, making a thorough check to make sure nobody had been listening in. Nobody had.

One his way back up the castle- if this entire thing was a case of up and down, up and down he wasn't sure the gold was exactly worth it- he couldn't help but think on the fact that this stone thing granted any wish at all. Anything in everything could be his if he wanted it. But then, what would the point be of having anything when he would simply die and be forgotten in the end? Perhaps with this he didn't have to, perhaps he could live forever and have all the adventures he wanted. All the rotten employers and greedy employers and honest employers all filling his money bags for ever. Yeah, that didn't sound like too bad an idea actually. Being paid forever to drink, whore and do everything else besides forever. Perhaps he would have to do that before handing the stone over, after all it's not like anyone's missing out because he wished something.

It wasn't until he had reached the castle again that he realised he didn't actually know where to look, other than where the powerful passed daily. He wasn't a nobleman and had hardly seen much of the inside of a castle in his life. The little he knew about castles was that they usually all had a throne room of some kind where everybody important tended to gather to presumably lick the lords arse. It was as good a starting point as any he supposed.

Yet as he passed through the courtyard he saw out of the corner of his eye some kind of strange glimmer, which caused him turn his head. After all it might have been some loonatic aiming a bow at him. Yet when his eyes focused on where the light had come from he saw nothing. Frowning he looked back to where he had been going only for the glimmer to appear once more. It was as though something was hiding from him and thought that if he wasn't looking straight at it he couldn't see it. Well to hell with that thing, he was going to prove it wrong. Focusing his attention on the corner of his eye without actually looking at the strange glimmer he began the process of side stepping his way over to it, hoping that nobody was looking at him else this was going to look very embarrassing indeed.

He eventually made it to where the glimmer was coming from and knelt down. This time he made a mental note of where the glimmer was before turning to look for it. It took a moment of dedicated sweeping his eyes back and forth before he noticed a point where the ground seemed just slightly... Off. As though an artist had attempted to paint over the ground but the colours hadn't been mixed entirely perfectly and the shades were every so slightly off. Still, had he not known exactly where to look for the it he would have missed it all together. He could only conclude that this was one of the missing shards. He quickly reached out to grab it. "Ah..."

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...." His voice quickly trailed off as he grasped the shard. Where there had been nothing but bare stone all around him, there was now sand. Lots of it. Grasping the shard tightly he stood up and looked around. Nothing but sand as far as the eye could see and only a single tower before him to make any sort of difference to his surroundings. "Right. That certainly is not fucking normal."

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The prince saw when Majesty gave him a knowing look as he spoke of his hometown near Terrowen. He definitely knew Clive was the crown prince. He almost didn't care any more if anyone knew, but he would still try to keep it a secret until he was sure he could take care of himself. Clive Didn't care about just any questions. He didn't care about anything the mage could say other then the answer to the one thing that's been on his mind since he had the vision. Can he save her? He knew he didn't even have to explain his question to Majesty, for if he truly was clairvoyant then he could very well see exactly who the prince was and the cold hard facts. He didn't care for wishes and he only wanted one thing which at the moment was completely out of his reach. Clive just wanted to save the princess. If he could just get that done everything else could be worked out by the two of them. If he could just save her, the crown prince and the crown princess of the two most powerful kingdoms could do nearly anything as long as they were together. He looked at Majesty again, his eyes asking the question he knew he could not without blowing his cover. " I think you know of my wish, Can It be done? " he said somewhat quietly from the back of the group. He walked beside the chairs that were set for the group to sit on and stood next to the one on the far left. He wouldn't elaborate on the question and he was sure Majesty would at least understand why he asked in the manor in which he did. He avoided any looks from the group as he looked long and hard at Majesty, waiting for his answer. He didn't know what he would do if the mage said it wasn't possible or that she was already dead. He would probably try anyway either until he found a way to rescue her or until he ended up dead. He hadn't realized until that thought how much the princess really meant to him. His thoughts were going to get him in trouble, but that didn't mean they were wrong. Maybe Dalivn would still help him in his attempt to rescue the princess if Majesty were to say it wasn't possible. Clive honestly didn't know, but deep inside he held out hope.

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Clive was searching the book shelves in the corner of the room. He saw some interesting books about how to farm in different types of barren areas as well as several books about controlling water magic. It was like the books he would find most interesting were finding him. He silently wondered if it was some kind of magic but he figured it didn't really matter. He began reading one of the books. The one he picked out was titled " How to heal with water magic." He quickly skimmed the first couple chapters, hoping he would remember what he'd learn in a pinch when the owl made some kind of sound. Clive quickly looked over just in time to hear a loud screech. He dropped the book and his hands instinctively went to his ears. The screech didn't last long, but it wasn't exactly quiet and the prince definitely wasn't expecting it. Nobody seemed to see him drop the book, so he quickly picked it back up and placed it in it's rightful place on the self. He thought about stashing it, but he wasn't one to steal. Maybe if he told the mage what he wanted it for Majesty would allow him to borrow a couple books after they left.

"Hey, Clive. You might want to come take a look at this." he turned towards the direction the voice came from. Viola was calling for him from the other side of the room. She must have got over her dizziness he thought to himself. He walked around the bookshelf he was currently looking at and saw what she had called him for. What seemed to be a simple painting earlier was now the entryway into some sort of garden. He walked over to Viola and stared into it in awe. He reached his hand through the opening that should have been the wall behind the painting. His hand went through and he could feel the heat radiating off the light above. " Surely It couldn't be the sun, Could it?" he said to Viola. He took a good look inside. The first thing Clive saw was the step stones in front of him. All stone but they had a strange picture inbedded on them. Due to the fact that they were well worn, the prince couldn't tell what the picture was. He would have to take a step down to enter the room but his first step would land him on the first step stone. From where he stood, the step stones with the unknown picture lead further in towards some kind of central area. From there, he saw all kind of flowers flowing in the breeze as well as other colorful plants. He saw a set of stone benches near the center as well as a fairly large water fountain. This one was nothing like the one that brought him to this crazy place. This fountain had a statue of an owl not unlike Archimedes as it's centerpiece however this owl seemed somewhat younger. It was holding some kind of staff in its beak and had a few wounds down its side. Clive wondered if it was Arch when he was younger or another owl entirely. Either way he was never sticking his hand in another fountain again! He learned his lesson the first time. He was still trying to figure out if something happened and he was knocked out or if he had died and this was the world-after. He had heard stories about people seeing what came after death and they were nothing like this. In the afterlife, there normally wasn't supposed to be a large magic stone tower, metallic red sand, an annoying talking owl or a strange mage named majesty who knew everything you didn't want him to. There was always the possibility he wasn't dreaming any of it and this was real, but that wasn't a very comforting thought either. He secretly wished it was all a dream and his princess wasn't captured or possibly dead. He thought about Arwen again. Clive shook his head to get his thoughts clear. He took the first step into the newly discovered garden. He felt the smoothness of the stone at his feet. The heat coming from above felt real. Clive could also feel some kind of humidity he wasn't expecting and couldn't help but feel in awe. One step out of the cold but well lit tower and it felt like you were in another world. He didn't realize it, but his hand was on his sword as he stepped into the unknown. He looked around, no threat to be seen. He stepped out of the defense stance he didn't realize he stepped into and looked back to Viola. " I think it's somewhat safe in here," he said as he held out his hand so she could take the step in.

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Viola opened the door to the mausoleum and allowed Clive to walk in before her. She waited a moment for him to look around, but when he said nothing, she followed behind him. She gazed around the room in amazement. Treasures glittered beside the bodies resting within the walls. An impressive looking sword next to a beautiful mirror. In the center of the room was a stone sarcophagus made of the same stone as the mausoleum. In the middle of his forehead, placed in the center of a crown, was a gemstone about the same cut and size as the stone that sat in the pocket of her cloak.

In fact, that stone was vibrating. She reached for it, and noticed she was alone in doing so and pulled back. She looked around the room and found him reaching for a sword. As his hand grasped the grip, his eyes seemed to lose focus. She walked towards him and waved a hand before his eyes, attempting to get his attention. "Clive?" He didn't seem to respond. "Clive!" Her foot slipped on something on the ground and she fell back into the mirror. The glass seemed to ripple at the impact. "Clive!"

Suddenly, he came back. "Earth Shaker?" He said, unsheathing the sword. "What? Where did you go?"





The princess's head snapped up as a name reverberated through the mirror world. "Clive!" Her lips parted in a silent and disbelieving o. She ran towards the sound. There was a loud bang to her right and she turned. There was a body, a girl with dark hair, slammed into the surface. When she pushed off, she saw a pair of incredibly familiar blue eyes. Clive. She pressed her hands to the mirror and knocked. She hoped he could hear her. No. She prayed he could hear her.

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"Where did you go?" he heard and for the first time he realized he was staring at the sword. It was beautiful, but that wasn't why he stared. He knew the power the sword held and he knew it wasn't normal. "Clive!" he heard her say coming from a long ways off. He thought she was just messing with him or something, but her lips never moved. "Did you say something?" he asked, sure he heard something. Clive looked around the room but saw nothing out of the ordinary. The prince then heard a small thud coming from Viola. What reason did she have to mess with him? The only problem was that when he looked her way and heard the thudding, she wasn't moving at all. "That's weird." he thought. Clive took a second to look around the table she was standing by where he found the sword. He was sure Viola was wondering what he was doing, but he had a gut feeling he needed to find whatever was making that noise. It didn't take him very long until he was face to face with the love of his life. Arwen was staring at him through the mirror! "What?... How?" He tapped the mirror. "Can you hear me?" he said as he stepped back a step.

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Viola watched Clive move about the room, with a raised eyebrow. Then she heard it. She turned quickly and saw the face of the woman from her dream. The one that started her whole journey. The princess of Hanivall. She opened her mouth to comment on the appearance of the girl in a surface that should reflect their faces, but the look on his face made her pause. His guard was down and there was so much love in his eyes. "What?... How? Can you hear me?" He said as he tapped on the glass.





The princess pressed her hand against the glass as if she could reach through it, there were tears of relief in her eyes. "Roderick trapped my soul in the mirror realm!" She explained. "I followed the sound of your name. I'm so glad you're alright! Not that I doubted it, but it gives me hope." She smiled softly at him, all her fear shining in her eyes. "Where are you? She asked, her pale eyes gazing at the room behind him.

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"Roderick!" he cursed. Clive saw the fear in Arwen's eyes and wanted to rip it away and make it wish it didn't exist. The only way he could go about doing that was by releasing her from her prison, if that were even possible. "We're in a garden inside a place called the Glass Tower!?" He said with the slight hint of a question on his voice, silently asking if she had any idea what it was. "I had no idea this place even existed, let alone how huge it was." He looked around at his surroundings and realized she could only see the inside of the mausoleum. "This room is the place where the previous arch-magi rest and this," he said as he gestured towards Viola."This is a friend of mine that is going to help find the shards." He didn't know weather or not she knew he had been sent to help with the quest, but if this could help him save Arwen then there was no shard that could hide for long. After the two introduced themselves, Clive looked at the glass a little closer and asked,"Is there any way to get you out?"

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The corner of the princess's mouth quirked up a bit as the prince let out a frustrated curse. It didn't happen often and she found it comical. She didn't comment on it though. The pain in his eyes was enough to keep her from joking. That and the fear in her heart. Her eyes widened as he talked about where he was. "The Glass Tower? The Glass Tower? How in Khadian did you get there?" When he told her who he was with, a smile broke across her face, "You saw me! You're going after the shards!" Her heart almost gave an audible crack at his question. Her smile fell from her face and she looked away from him. "Not until the shards are united and my body is nearby, but," She nodded to the other side of the room where she had spotted a small reflective object. A hand mirror made of silver no bigger than her palm. "You can take that and carry me with you. I will help you in anyway that I can."





Viola watched and listened as the princess and the boy talked. They were definitely familiar with each other and she could tell that whatever their relationship, they cared deeply about each other. When the princess pointed out the mirror, Viola began to urge the boy towards the stone. "The only way to help her is to keep going. Get the mirror and lets go!"

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Clive walked over and grabbed the mirror. He waited until he could see Arwen in the mirror before he continued on. The prince strapped the sword he newly acquired to his waist next to his trusted blade. He didn't have the heart to replace the sword he always used and he had a sneaking suspicion he wasn't ready for Earth Shaker just yet. Something inside told him it would quickly sap his strength and possibly kill him if he wasn't careful. He tucked the mirror away into the bag at his side. Clive wasn't sure how this teleporting magic worked exactly, but there was no way he would lose that mirror. He walked on the opposite side of the sarcophagus as Viola and readied to touch the stone along with Viola.

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Viola waited until Clive was with her before she dared reach for the stone. She looked up at him with her blue-brown eyes and asked, "Ready?" Then she reached for the stone. She winced as the muscles of her arm seemed to lock up painfully. In fact her whole body felt hard as if she had been made into a stone statue. It lasted only a moment and then it was over. She looked around them, nearly losing her balance. She was glad they had teleported there because if she was meant to climb up to where they were, she would probably have not fared well. They were just outside some sort of cave high in the mountains. From this distance, she could see the castle from here, off in the distance. It was hazy and just barely visible, but it was enough for her to understand where they were. She was home in Donnally.

But they were up so high.

She started to sway a little on her feet and her knees buckled so she fell to the rocky ground of the cliff they stood on. She pushed herself back until her back was against the rock of the mountain and she instantly felt better. She couldn't see the ground from here. That's when she realized she had let go of the stone. Clive, standing next to her, was holding it. "Do you know where we are?" She asked rhetorically. "We're in the Forbidden Mountains. Although, only people from Donnally refer to them as such. The people believe that there are powerful creatures of magic and myth that live inside the mountain's many caves. That to enter, would mean certain death." Her eyes were distant as she stared at the castle, a place she had always wanted to visit, but never dared. The moment she sat foot in the capital city, she would be tossed into the dungeons. She chuckled ruefully, "Although trade still exists between Terrowen and Donnally through the cave systems. Only the bravest and greediest of travelers pass through though." She pushed herself up until she was standing. Her eyes darkened and filled with sadness. "Did you know magic is forbidden here? That those who use it are sentenced to death and anyone who aids a magic user is executed as well?"

She shook her head, shaking the sadness from her face. She decided to change the subject. "What power do you think the stone holds?" She asked the boy who was still clutching the small mirror.





The Princess waited until Clive had a hold of the mirror before she moved from the one she stood in. She gazed at the room of mirrors around her until she saw his face once more. When she appeared, a look of determination crossed his face and she felt hope--also worry--rise in her chest. It would be a dangerous quest, but this boy is no ordinary boy. He is a prince, a warrior, and she would help him every step of the way. "I'll be right here, Clive. Go ahead and touch the stone." she said softly.

There was a small flash and then absolute darkness. For a heartbeat she feared the mirror had been broken and she would not see her beloved until he found another mirror and called to her. Then the light returned and she could see the beautiful blue eyes of her Clive once more. Her eyes searched the world behind him and she couldn't help but ask, "Where are you? Can you tell?"

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With both Arwen's and Viola's words of encouragement, he touched the stone. Teleporting this time was less annoying then it was the last time. Maybe it was because Clive had been expecting it or maybe it had something to do with his new sword. He could already feel it amplifying his power, even though he was only carrying it. There was also the shard that he still clutched in his hand. The two combined with his shard seemed to hold more power then he had ever felt. Clive had no idea what power would come out of the shard they had just found or how it would work, but he was a bit hesitant to find out. Once he took stock to figure out everyone and everything came out in one piece, he looked around. They were next to a dimly lit cave on a mountain. Clive would know these caves anywhere, they were distinct to Donnally. He often went along with ambassadors whenever they came to any of the major kingdoms and the ambassadors always used these mountain trails. Despite the possible danger, It was actually quite a bit safer then other routs. Most bandits were afraid to go near the mountains and Clive's father had learned that fact long ago. Thanks to his father, Clive had something like a diplomatic immunity in Donnally to where they would not be able to arrest him just because of his magic. Despite that, most of the time Clive followed their customs and tried his best not to use his magic. He was trying to think of what to say to Viola to tell her where they were transported to when she spoke up.

"Do you know where we are?" It didn't sound like a question.

"We're in the Forbidden Mountains. Although only people from Donnally refer to them as such. The people believe that there are powerful creatures of magic and myth that live inside the mountain's many caves. That to enter, would mean certain death," She said.

"You have no idea." He muttered under his breath as he looked towards the cave to try to find out exactly where they were. He remembered not only that she came from Donnally, but also that she didn't know who he was. "Maybe I should tell her," he thought to himself.

"Although trade still exists between Terrowen and Donnally through the cave systems. Only the bravest and greediest of travelers pass through though," she continued.

And Diplomats, he almost said aloud.

A sad look crossed her face. "Did you know magic is forbidden here? That those who use it are sentenced to death and anyone who aids a magic user is executed as well?"

At this he actually did speak. "It's truly a tragedy." he said with experience.
"Where I come from anyone can use magic and nobody is discriminated against." Clive said while shaking his head. "Donnally needs to change." He said as if it was an actual option. He knew there was little he could do, but he hoped together with Arwen they could slowly change the world.

He pulled the small mirror out of his pocket and saw Arwen staring back at him,
"Where are you? Can you tell?" Arwen said without missing a beat.
"Thanks to Viola we know." He said with a smile, still not wanting to let Viola know just yet who exactly he was. "It looks like were in Donnally, near the Forbidden Mountains." He said into the mirror.

"What power do you think the stone holds?" Viola said. Clive looked down at the stone in his hand. "I have no idea but I'm sure we'll find out very soon." Just as he put the stone into the pocket opposite his blue stone, he heard another voice coming from a bit behind the group. In a harsh almost violent tone, the voice said,"Who are you and how did I get here?" Clive whipped around and immediately drew his non magical sword. As he turned, he looked the intruder over. She looked like she was dressed for a party. She wore a silver dress which went all the way down to the floor along with a skirt that was littered with gem stones. She had her heels in her hands, ready to use as weapons and a silver tiara type thing on her head. (He was never any good with jewelry) Clive had no idea what was going on. All he could say to her was, "Umm?" He looked over to Viola and that's when it hit him. "Do you think it was a shard?" he questioned Viola.

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Viola visibly relaxed. She tucked the stone back into her pocket and sat before the girl. She looked back, noticing that Clive still had his sword drawn and motioned for him to stop and join her, more for the comfort of the new companion than her own. She looked back to the girl and motioned for her to sit as well. It would be easiest to explain if they were all where they could see each other and she would not be interrupted by worries about being attacked with a sword or shoes. Once everyone was sitting around her, she began to explain to the girl their journey so far:

"I'm Viola and this is Clive." She glanced at him, making sure he was okay with her giving away that much information about him. She could tell he was a secretive person considering he shared very little with her. Then she looked back at the new girl and continued. "Last night..." She paused. Was it really only last night they had seen the princess? That only this afternoon they had found the stones? She shook her head and continued. "Last night, Clive and I--and a few others--found ourselves locked in a dream occupied by a woman in white who revealed herself to be Princess Arwen of Hannival. Earlier today, we found these stone shards that transported us by means we didn't originally understand to The Glass Tower in the middle of Marsden. There we met a mage who explained his theory that we were chosen to bring the stone back together. To protect the world from those who wish to use the Everstone, the stone that gives the world magic, for terrible deeds.

He also told us that there was one shard in the tower and Clive and I set off to find it. The others stayed behind for whatever reasons they had. We found another stone that Clive now possesses and it took us here, to the Forbidden Mountains just inside Donnally's boarders. Each stone holds a specific power that was granted to the world by the Everstone as a whole. For example,"
She closed her eyes, and snapped. A small flame bloomed on her hand, but did nothing to harm her skin or her clothing. "This is the power my stone grants. And if Clive so chooses, he can show you his. We have yet to discover what the new stone does and I'm sure you are unaware of what yours does."

Dark clouds were forming in the sky and the air rumbed with thunder as lightning struck not too far from their perch on the cliff. The sun was also beginning to set on the horizon and it would be dark soon. There was no time to seek refuge in a town or village and there was no guarantee that they would be able to find this cave if they left for other shelters. So they would have to stay in this one and prey there was nothing inside that would harm them. She looked to her new companions and said, "We need to stay in the cave tonight." Her eyes rested on Clive and said, "I know it's not ideal, but we don't have much of a choice." She stood and made her way into the cave, creating light with her fire to aid their vision.

"By the way," she added, "Care to tell us a little about yourself?"





The Princess watched and listened from her mirror. Thankful that it seemed Clive's companion, Viola, knew where they were. She was probably more knowledgeable of their surroundings than the others. Others because it seemed they were joined by another. It was growing late, and soon they would need to sleep. She felt more awake than ever in her life and she wondered if, as a spirit, would she even need to sleep?

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Clive's first thought wasn't what it should have been. He should have been thinking of his safety or the possibility of Viola's betrayal but all he could think of was how tired he was. Maybe it had something to do with all the teleporting they were doing. Another possibility which was the most likely option was the fact that everything they did in the last several hours was both exciting due to being new and required their full attention. He quickly looked towards Rowas then back at Viola. "Wake me when you get tired or if you need help." he said quietly. Clive didn't want to be overly suspicious but from what he had seen of Viola so far she was a bit too trusting of strangers. He knew this included himself, but you could never be too careful when it came to sleeping. He knew the princess would be with him throughout the night and that would help him relax more then he had before but relaxing too much with a potential threat couldn't be all good. Clive also knew what the princess would say about him being overprotective but he wouldn't be able to hide his thoughts from her. As he walked across the cave he pulled out the mirror. He smiled when he saw Arwen's face staring back at him. "There is so much I want to ask you about but it needs to wait until later, for now I'm just happy you're with me." He said while holding back his sadness. He thought she might have been killed based on what he had seen in the vision but despite that he swore not to stop until he found out the truth. Now the most important questions have been answered and they had their quest. The Quest for the Everstone!

As he looked for a place to rest he got a good look around the cave. He could hear the wind and rain in the background as the group set up camp. (What little they could) The entrance to the cave was battered with water from the storm that raged outside so the group was beginning to set up camp in an area that was a bit more dry. The only problem seemed to be that the cave seemed to go all the way through which meant they could be flanked by the thieves or monsters that dwelled in the mountains. "How nice it would be to control my power over earth again," He thought as he reached for the new shard they had just recovered. Clive fished it out of his pocket and took a closer look. With the faint light of the fire he could see its color. It was a dark brown color which, now that he looked at it closely he could tell it seemed familiar. He brushed the tip of the shard with his right finger and as if on cue it started to quiver. The shard sent some kind of pulse into the earth releasing his power back to him and the next thing Clive knew walls of rock seemed to be sprouting up all over in front of him. The earth effectively blocked the entire cave in front of the group from the elements. He stared at it in awe. He turned around and looked at both Viola and Rowas. "I think I found out what the new crystal does." He said as he held it up for them to see. He finally felt whole again.

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When Arwen told him to go to sleep he had almost passed out right there. "Don't apologize, you did what needed to be done." He said to the mirror.

After the wall rose, the look of shock quickly left his face. Replacing it was a look of completeness. He somehow got his power back which meant he didn't have to fear doing something with magic that he couldn't completely control. A big smile spread across his face. Arwen questioned what kind of power the shard possessed and he replied,"Earth." Before he could go into more detail, he heard a voice speaking from the other side of the room but it took a second to register what she had said. He assumed she had said it as somewhat of a joke but he thought about it seriously for a moment. He still had the dark brown crystal in his left hand. He didn't know if his plan would work but he was going to try something that they hadn't done yet, combine the two shards power. Clive pulled the blue shard out of his right pocket and squeezed them both tight. The first thing he wanted to do was get them a decent source of drinking water for the night. He waved the brown shard at the wall he had made and willed it to obey his command. The first bit was what they could see from the inside. The earth was slowly pulled out of the wall and coerced into taking shape at Clive's command. It smoothly pulled itself from the wall and landed on the floor in front of him. It began to spin into a circle and raise back off the ground until it began to take its final shape. What was left standing there when he was done was something like a fountain without the spout. Instead it was a large, smooth bowl that could hold a decent amount of water. From the side of the bowl there was a tube made of the very same rock which led up towards the wall. What they couldn't see was what was going on outside. On the outside he had the tube lead up into the sky and fan out into a much larger funnel to catch the rain water. As he finished his first idea, he raised his second shard into the air towards the bowl. The water that trickled in was pushed back up and down the tube to smooth it out and clear it of any excess rock. He then cleared out the bowl the same way to ensure that any water that was fed into the cave was crystal clear and very drinkable.

He turned around to look at the girls. "A bed huh? I should be able to manage something relatively comfortable." He said with a smile. "At least something more comfortable then the floor, although I don't know what to do in replace of pillows." He said unsure of weather or not they would need to get that comfortable. Clive pulled up the brown shard again and willed the ground once more to obey his will. In two different spots near the fire, he made the ground move back and forth against itself. Before his eyes it became as ground as sand and still he didn't stop. The granules got more and more broken up until it reached the state he wanted it to be in. He reached down and touched the sand and his fingers sunk in with no resistance. Now he raised the blue shard and water slowly fed to him from across the room where the bowl sat. The water slowly went to the bottom of the pile of sand as far as his fingers went in. The results became a soft yet resilient mud in the form of a mat. The mud was woven in a way that allowed it to stick to itself yet not have the other qualities of regular mud. He put his hand on the newly formed mat and felt its softness. It wasn't a high class bed, but it was a lot better then sleeping on the cold hard floor. He thought about it for a second and maybe the duo would have second thoughts about laying in mud. Just for dramatic effect he figured he'd lay down on the mat to show them it wouldn't stick to their cloths. He got back up and turned around to show them that his back was dirt free. "I hope thet'll work for you because it's the best I can do with what I have." The prince said as he turned around to head back to his sleeping area. He put both stones back into his pockets and held up the mirror once more. "Before you say anything I didn't mean to show off." He said to Arwen only barley believing his own lie. The truth of the matter was he was overjoyed to have his power over earth back and using it after not having it for a time was intoxicating. He looked away, trying not to let her read everything that he was thinking from his face. He looked over at the two girls to make sure they were out of earshot then sat down. He rested his back to the wall and looked at Arwen again. "I miss you." He said finally. "I haven't told them who I am yet but I'm guessing Viola is already putting the pieces together." Clive looked away. He moved some small rocks around in front of him with his powers. "I didn't want to tell anybody who I was because I didn't know if I had the power to make sure nothing could get in my way if an opportunity to save you came up!" He felt guilty about lying and he knew Arwen would be able to tell. He looked back into her eyes and he could tell she knew him better then he knew himself. "I am yours! Just tell me what you want me to do." Clive said with finality. He didn't care how difficult the tasks she would ask him to do in the future were but whatever they entailed he would not fail! The only demand he would never obey was for him to give up on her.

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Viola watched Clive work using both of his stones together. He looked... happy almost. Even though water was a new element for him, he seemed very happy to have his original powers back. She stared down at her red shard and felt a sadness wash over her. So much light and yet no sight of her friends. Without her own powers, they were just dark splotches in the light of the world. She sighed and tucked the shard back into her cloak. When he finished with their "beds" she shrugged and laid down even though she wasn't planning on sleeping. It was cool which was a little refreshing after the heat of the desert although any heat left from the biome had long since been leached from her skin.

She sat back up and leaned against the wall and watched the dark side of their cave.





Princess Arwen smiled and pressed a soft kiss to her fingers before she touched them to the glass. She was so glad he had his powers back. She could see the lost look in his eyes as he had moved about the world without the constant companion of the magic that he had harnessed. Now he had stashed her away for a moment so he could work on some bedding for them. When he pulled her back out, she could see an interesting fountain like contraption to provide them with water. He also made some mud mat looking things for them to sleep on. She imagined, for only a moment, that she was there with him. They would lay beside each other and whisper to each other until they finally fell asleep.

She was snapped out of her fantasy when he said "I miss you. I haven't told them who I am yet but I'm guessing Viola is already putting the pieces together. I didn't want to tell anybody who I was because I didn't know if I had the power to make sure nothing could get in my way if an opportunity to save you came up!" She could feel tears prickle in her eyes at his words and the guilt on his face. She mentally cursed herself for being so empathetic, but it was partially her own sadness that she couldn't be with him. "I miss you too, Clive. I understand. It was a wise decision. You never know for sure who your companions are. They could use you although from what I've been able to observe, they seem like good girls."

A joking smile formed on her lips. "I'm jealous they get to spend so much time with you. I'm sure they'll make you forget about me in no time." She purred. She was only kidding, and she hoped that he knew that. Then he said "I am yours! Just tell me what you want me to do." Her joking smile turned into a genuine smile as he practically offered her his heart. Or, at least, that's how she took it. "Right now all you can do is find the shards." She reached out and rubbed two fingers down the glass as if she was closing his eyes. "And rest. You'll need your strength. I need you to stay alive. I don't know what I'd do if I found out anything happened to you."

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Arwen almost had Clive asleep when the newcomers came around the corner. He didn't even have enough time to react as they tripped over him, kicking him in the chest. He felt the pain but quickly rolled over and grabbed his sword. He was about to draw it when he saw for the first time what he was dealing with. There was a scared little boy as well as what seemed to him as a fragile girl trying to be tough in the face of danger. Clive's anger quickly faded as he paused to get a better look at the duo. He recognized them from Terrowen but he couldn't place their names. For a moment he forgot all about what he had just revealed to Arwen. Instead of trying to figure out who they were he silently hoped they wouldn't recognize him. He never thought there could be a down side for trying to help so many people from his kingdom so often. Clive wasn't sure having more people on their quest would be a good thing. The more people they had meant more people he had to protect as well as increase the chance of betrayal. He almost scoffed to himself at the thought. "There was no way these girls would turn out to be traitors," He thought to himself. He looked back into the mirror and told Arwen what had happened based on what he had heard. As he spoke, he could see Arwen's eyes light up at the thought of more assistance for the quest. Clive knew the princess was too trusting but he also knew there was nothing he could do about it. He held the mirror up towards the group to let the princess introduce herself.

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Viola smiled as the boy took the small figure from her and then grinned at the girl. "So you're a part of the quest now, too, huh? Welcome to the group." She said as she motioned to her companions, shrugging off sleep. "Each stone has a special power. I guess we discovered what yours does...and mine." she added sheepishly. Again, she hadn't meant to frighten them. The might be a thief but scaring children was not part of her repertoire. Clive muttered to himself and then started explaining to Arwen in the mirror what had occurred. She was about to explain to Altair and Carina what he was doing, when he held up the mirror to the group.





The Princess was overjoyed at the fact more had been added to the quest. She was a little distraught that the latest seemed to have brought a young child with her and she hoped that it was for good reason. This was a dangerous journey and no place for a child. But, she still put on a smile and introduced herself to the group. "Well look at all these faces!" she chirped. "It's a pleasure to meet those new to the cause. My names is Princess Arwen Alondriell of Hannivall. I have summoned you all for a quest to give the world back it's magic at the sacrifice of my soul--which is trapped in the mirror realm. It was to keep the stone safe from a betrayal in my court." She frowned and her hands tightened into fists. "This is a dangerous mission. I'm not going to sugar coat it for our younger audience. Can you protect him?" She asked the girl who appeared to be his sister.