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Anko of the Silver Sand

Great Samurai from a Realm known as the Silver Desert

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Archmage Chesh

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Name: Anko
Title: The Demon of the Silver Sands
Age:Unknown
Hair: Silver
Eyes:Silver

Anko is the last surviving member of a clan of swordsmen who prtected the fabled 'Silver Sands', A vast desert of sparkling sand said to contain magical property and grant eternal youth to those who carried it on them.

As the legend goes, in the center of the Silver Sands lies a veritable Eden in which the guardians of the Desert called home. There they used the Sand to forge powerful weapons and armor to defend the magical sand from those who would seek it to do harm. It was then they created the most powerful weapon the village had ever known, The Saiken, a sword so powerful it could cut a sandstrom in two with a single swing. Within this sword the very will of the desert was placed. With this sword the Swordsmen of the village could use the very silver sand they guarded so dearly as their greatest weapon.

However, even within the hearts of those sworn to defend, dark ambition grows and the thirst for power can never be sated. The Emperor's Captain, Sosuke Kikyo, grew spiteful towards his leader, feeling that he could weild the sword better and lead the clan into a glorious age. So it was, that the war within the clan began, brother against brother, Father against Son. The battle lasted for ten days and nights.

As the sun rose of the eleventh day, the glorious city in the sand was reduced to nothing but a smoldering ruined that would soon be claimed by the sand it so diligently defended.

"But that was in a time before our Age little one" The Old woman said closing thing the book and smiling to her granddaughter.

"But what about the sword Gramma?!" The young girl of twelve said, looking up with inspired eyes.

The Old woman chuckled "No one really knows, perhaps it still stands, in the center of the desert, waiting for someone who holds within them the will of the desert to grasp it's hilt once again"

The Girl sat in awe for a moment, mesmirized by the tale she had heard "Gramma?.......... Do the Silver Sands exist?" she asked in a hopeful voice

"Ohohohoho" Laughed the old woman "Tis but a legend child" she said standing up and walking towards the door and blowing out the candles.

The girl let out a disappointed sigh and snuggled into her blankets. "Though you know......" Came her Grandmother's voice

"Legends have to begin somewhere"







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Anko of the Silver Sand's Story

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The rain slowed and eventually died down giving way to the sound of a bamboo flute. The smell of cherry blossoms and sand filled the air as silver sand was carried on a light breeze through the street. A figure clad in silver, standing lone at the end of the road playing the flute.

A ghost of the past, where had she been? What had those cold eyes seen? A world beyond, a world of pain and bliss, a world of joy and sorrow. Again beckoned forward by the clash of steel and the call of duty. The Silvir Ronin's song, filled with happiness and pain, echoed hauntingly through the outskirts.

Her song came to an end and she looked up to see the white haired woman. Still she followed, after all this time? Did she still seek the Saiken to dispatch her foe? Surely she knew the Fury of the Desert was not for mortal qualms. The Silver clad Samuraiko sturned slowly and began to walk down the road away from the white haired woman.

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Kiriko's sightless eyes took in the pain and sadness in the Silver Samuraiko's own eyes. Kiriko had news to share and yet, Anko was leaving ? It was strange. too strange. Yet the trail of death followed them both it seemed ? It did not matter to Kiriko at that point, to the Blind Samuraiko, just seeing the Silver Samuraiko alone was worth the last few years alone wondering how she fared! And yet the other seemed to not want to see her ?

Questions swarmed in Kiriko's mind of why the song ? What the song made her envision was a world of pain and bliss, a world of joy and sorrow, a world protected and sought after, and lost by the sense of duty and protection. A world of death and life. A world of happiness and pain. A world Kiriko knew all too well.

Her world, destroyed by her worst enemy, and for what ? A spell. But, he needed her. And never did he find her at the time. She found him, and destroyed him after generations. And now her enemy was dead, and yet, to share the good news of his passing, to see her friend once again, and not want to be seen ?

Was something troubling the Silver Samuraiko ?

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Anko stopped a few paces after she hadstarted to walk and turned to Kiriko. What was this? A Memory? What was real? Anko knew nothing for certain except, the smell of blood. Anko's memories were jumbled and chaotic, but the Platinum haired man's information was correct up unto this point. It did seem she was persued by a white haired woman. Whether or not she intended on claiming the Saiken as her own had remained unseen. It also seemed this place was full of people who wished to lay hands upon the Heart of the Desert. As it's guardian Anko could not allow this.

The breeze blew again, as the rain came down lightly, then began to pour again. Anko looked to the ground and closed her eyes "My......Friend?" She whispered quietly, before dashing in. Quick serpintine like dashes before she closed the distance and drew the wakizashi in a flash of silver.

The only way to know was to feel her blade.

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Kiriko halted as Anko came at her. Waiting until the last possible second before bringing up her bloodstained battlefan and blocking the strike dead on, the rain fell slightly heavier yet steady around the two fighters as kiriko stayed completely on the defensive, never drawing her twin swords, using only her battlefan as she danced in a cearly deadly dance with the Silver Guardian. Kiriko knew something was wrong when her friend chose to attack her rather then speak to her. Perhaps....

Perhaps she could learn something here ?

With a fast snap and a loud PING of the battlefan ringing against the steel of Anko's wakizashi Kiriko settled into a relaxed seemingly harmless pose and wiith her blind eyes she regarded Anko carefully. What triggered such fierce skill in her friend ?

Kiriko chose that time to speak. "Shendu... is dead"

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The library was gone, her defenses failed. Had she failed ? Doubtful to be sure. Blinded by strange poison, Kiriko cxoulddnt see anything, but she could hear clearly. Her body was raveged by the strange poison magic gas. Forcing her to turn part of her bosdy into mist tainted with strange micture of yellow and gray. Her eyes were closed.

She heard someone nearby. She forced her magic to contain the poison, forcing it to dispell or something as smoke filtered up from the ruins of the library as she sat against a broken tree. Her milky white eyes opened, still unable to see she spoke, recognising the scent almost instantly. "Anko ?... Is that you ?"

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The library was gone, her defenses failed. Had she failed ? Doubtful to be sure. Blinded by strange poison, Kiriko cxoulddnt see anything, but she could hear clearly. Her body was raveged by the strange poison magic gas. Forcing her to turn part of her bosdy into mist tainted with strange micture of yellow and gray. Her eyes were closed.

She heard someone nearby. She forced her magic to contain the poison, forcing it to dispell or something as smoke filtered up from the ruins of the library as she sat against a broken tree. Her milky white eyes opened, still unable to see she spoke, recognising the scent almost instantly. "Anko ?... Is that you ?"

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The smell of Cherry Blossoms and Desert Wind wafted through the area as a light breeze carried it in. Standing suddenly where she had not been before was Anko. Long had she been gone, from this place, long had she been apart from Kiriko yet she smiled softly when she heard Kiriko call her name. Like she had never been forgotten.

"Yes, my old friend, I am here. I have been dreaming, all this time" Anko said softly, walking slowly toward Kiriko's misty form "I have seen terrible things. The Saiken, it would seem, does not wish to slumber anymore" She said taking Kiriko's hand "But my friend, what has happened here and who has made you so sick?" She asked in a worried tone.

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Kiriko's grip was strong as Anko took her hand, strong as it had ever been. Yet, why was her normally beautiful white mist tainted with pale green and burning yellow ? Her eyes burned, syhe had tried turning them to mist to clear them, but she could barely breath unless the stuff was purged from her lungs. Her sightlessd eyes looked towards the smoldering ruins. "A man came, he burned this place..... He used magic so vile, my own abilities were unable to defend against it" She had never gone against mustard gas, she had no clue what it even was!

This man had to be something akin to those they had faced over time. If the Saiken were back.... It was Ankos touch howeve that she either needed or her body required, Because all of a sudden she could see clearly. And the first thing she saw was Anko's concerned face.

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Anko smiled softly "It doesn't seem to be life threatening, at least I hope not my friend" she said letting go of Kiriko's hand and producing a small basket. She reached in and pulled out a Tea Pot and two glasses. She sat on of them next to her friend. "Jade Blossom Tea?" she offered "It is good for recovery and peace of mind" she said softly pouring tea into both cups.

"This news you tell me, this man...... It troubles me greatly" She said taking a sip from her tea "This was a place of learning was it not? It seems an awfully personal action" She pondered "Tell me my friend have you many enemies these days?"

Anko was sad, her years of slumber had forced her to miss many things. Many of her friends were now dead and her clan....... It was all but extinct. It was herself and three others and the Saiken. At least the sword had not fallen into ill hands while she slumbered. Still if she had been there, she may have been able to help.

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"Nature has many enemies my friend" Kiriko said simply, with Anko there she could relax, the idea of the jade tea made her smile. She detailed the fight, and what the man looked like "I fear he may try to ruin other locations as well But I am in no shape to seek him out to face him"

She nodded "It was a library; I had help but I cannot find the other that aided me. She called me a swordmisteress" Now what the hell did THAT mean ? She smiled anew "The poison burns my lungs, it had burned my eyes until you came I thought I could never see. But your touch cleared my sight. But my lungs burn when I try to breathe"

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