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The Thorn sat down next to Kalia. He looked at the staff laying at her feet. He shifted nervously. He took her hand and with his other, raised her face so he could see the tears streaming out of her eyes. "I'd like you to come live at my tower with me when all of this is over," the mage finally asks. "Let me know your answer when you are ready," he continues. He gives her hand a squeeze then rises. He lets her go and begins to walk away but hesitates next to the staff. A staff was sacred to a mage but he didn't want to leave it laying there. Finally he decides, breaking taboo, the Thorn bends down and picks up the staff, placing next to Kalia. He then turns and begins to head back to their lodging."Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
Pyranthas sits in meditation, gathering energy. He spirit wonders away from him for the time being and drifts to the ancient location of the Templar's old temple, his home. He searches for something deep within the heart of the temple, a place he had never gone. He sees something there, something that could be used in the battle, something that was hidden away and was guarded by the spirits of thousands of dead Templar souls. He needed the weapon. It was a weapon of great power at it's time, and still is now. It is the great sword of Paladinius, perhaps the most powerful magic weapon ever created. Pyranthas sword was powerful, but nothing compared to this one. It was designed to banish daemons, destroy them with one hit.
Once finding and locating it, Pyranthas wakes from his meditative trance and stands. He spots the Thorn and walks to him.
"Thorn I will be gone for a little bit. I need to... get something. I can't saw now, but I must get it. It is very crutial for the battle up ahead. Can't explain now. I will see you when I am back," Pyranthas says and closes his eyes. He thinks of his temple, and he then disappears.
Jorgan walks back to his room alone, slightly disappointed that he couldn't charm the beautiful Katyr.
"Damn...oh well."
He opens his door and steps thru into the room. Taking off his clothes, he flops down on the bed. His mind was rolling from the scene at dinner.
Sure, he had fought to survive just to get out here, even fought to save others' lives, but he wasn't ready to pledge his life to saving an entire continent. The concept scared him. Too much pain, responsibility, too many ways to screw up. He could never imagine being able to handle it,
so he had stayed quite during Py's and Katyr's enpassioned announcements. He didn't have the courage to follow in their steps. He would never amount to anything.
Shaking his head in disgust, he glances at the doorway, quickly imagine the dificulty in running away from it all, (although that would be rather hard on an island...) when he notices a scrap of paper. It was bent, obviously stepped on, but his name was written on it in flowing script. Getting out of bed, he retreives it, and reads the short message.
Maybe pledging his lafe to defend Krynn wasn't such a bad idea after all...
"Py...I need to find Pyranthas..."
Strapping on his broadsword, forgetting in his haste to put on his top, he runs out into the hallway, busily pulling on his boots, leaving his door wide open. Stumbling down the hallway, he finally gets it on all the way.
"Pyranthas! Damn it, why do you need to live in such a big house... Pyranthas!"
Jorgan hops down the hallway, and approaches the stairs. Pulling on his left boot, he hops down as fast as he dares, when suddenly he trips, sprawling out like an ungraceful eagle, and falls down the flight of stairs.
*thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *thump* *crunch*
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
Katyr returns to her room and begins to dress herself in her dark purple leather armor putting each piece on nimbly and tightening each strap as if she had done it a thousand times (which of course she had).
She picked up the eight small templar daggers she had been given by the weaponsmith and strapped them to her wrists, belt and boots. She also picked up the lightweight magic sword Thorn had given her on the ship and sheathed it.
She didn't know for sure what they would be up against in this battle, but at least she felt ready.
She left her room and headed down the hallway towards the stairs. Suddenly she heard yelling, cursing and loud crashes. She unsheathed her sword and edged her way to the top of the stairs ready for what sounded like a small army.
When she got to the stairs she almost burst out laughing when she saw Jorgan at the bottom of the stairs rubbing his head with one boot on and no top.
She composed herself and jumped down the stairs two at a time. "You need any help there?" she grabs his arm and helps him to stand. "Try not to hurt yourself yet, I....um.... I mean We need you in this battle"
She takes his hand "Come on lets find the others."Curglaff - The shock felt in bathing when one first plunges into the cold water
Jorgan, looking rather confused, accepts Katyr's hand and (reluctantly) lets go when he is on his feet again. Pulling his boot on the rest of the way, he rubs the back of his head.
"Katyr, I don't know why I didn't have the courage to join you three. I can do it, I'll be there for you...and them...I guess. Yes, yes, I will. But I need to find Py and tell him. Let's go."
Jorgan takes about two steps before pausing in midstep.
"Tell me again why he needs to live in such a big house? I'm lost, so...uh...I'll do you the courtesy of not getting us lost and let you lead."
Jorgan fights the urge to imagine getting "lost" with Katyr...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
The Thorn goes in through the back door to Py's house. He didn't want to talk to the others right now. Not when he needed to prepare, to help his friends. He made his way down into the basement, to the only bedromm downstairs. Py had set him up with this to allow him privacy from the others when he wanted it.
The mage entered his room and stood in the middle of the floor. He began to unpack from his travel sack. He took out many things, candles, chalk, lots of various herbs, a dagger, his spell book, and several other things.
He was going to cast a complex spell, so he began with the setup. He began to write on the floor, drawing runes and symbols. One of them was a large circle in the center. He placed candles on various runes: fire, death, earth, life, water, time, air, magic. He sat in the middle of the large circle and began to chant, everyonce in a while tossing some of the various herbs into a specific candle. "Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
Kalia stared at Thorn as he walked away..then her eyes fell to her staff that lay on the floor next to her. To her surprise, the Amythyst crystal was glowing! she reached down and picked it up.
The moment her hand touched it, the crystal burst into brilliant light. she shut her eyes against it, and felt a strange warmth spread from the staff through her. a Warmth that she had only felt twice, a feeling of kinship, and family.
she opened her eyes and the crystal's light had faded to a pale glow. Thorns' offer rang through her mind again and again. she smiled softly to herself and nodded. She stood and walked out of the temple.your village just called, their Idiot is missing
Pyranthas is transported thousands of miles away to the temple which he lived in. He hurries inside and then heads towards the heart of the temple, and he sees the weapon. He heads into the chamber, when suddenly they eyes of thousands of templar spirits come to life.
"Who dares to enter this sacred chamber?"
"I am Pyranthas Bronzeblade. The first of the Templar!"
"Nooooo... you are not! The first of the Templar was Paladinius! You dare to lie to us?"
"But I am he you speak of also! I was once Paladinius, but now I am Pyranthas. If you wish to see this, come to me and read my mind and you will only find the truth!" Pyranthas shouts back.
"Ok... I will!" the spirit flies towards Py and touches his head with his icy hand and sees everything that has happened to Pyranthas. The spirit floats back. It stares at Pyranthas. All of the other spirits gather around and then bow before him. "You may pass my lord. We shall give you the sword which belongs to you, and we shall also give ourself to you to help you defeat the threat of Krynn. You shall be the true champion of Krynn, and an almost unstopable force..."
The spirits all fuse together into one single being.
"Absorb us lord Pyranthas, and you shall be able to win this war that shall be coming up soon."
Pyranthas walks to the spirits and looks to the sky and closes his eyes. His arms are held outwards, and he smirks. A blinding flash of light comes and there is only Pyranthas in the room. He walks over and grabs the huge sword. He places his with it and the two blades combine into one weapon.
"I shall defend Krynn. I am Krynn's champion, it's warrior. I am it's hope. I am Pyranthas Bronzeblade, Defender of Krynn, and Father of the Templar."
Pyranthas then disappears and reappears at the temple with his huge sword in his hand (think cloud's ultimate weapon in size (FF7).)
He walks to the top of the Temple and stands outside on the very top and holds the weapon up, and yells.
"Krynn! Here my calling. I am your child, your defender. I am your champion. I shall defend you til the day I die!"
A lightning bolt strikes his sword and course through him down to the ground. He floats above the others and places his blade away and then flings his arms out and his head back and yells as hundreds of lightning bolts strike him.
The lightning stops and he lands.
"Krynn has answered my call and made me it's champion, defender of all..."
Katyr smiles "Letting the woman lead, i like that." she heads off down the corridor and Jorgan walks beside her.
"I guess we'll head to the temple, Py said he was going there." the two walk to the temple and on the way Katyr relays her fear of the upcoming battle, something she would never normally talk about.
"I don't like not knowing what we're up against, i like a battle where i know what the enemy is and i know that when i drive my sword through it its going to bleed. All this mystery and magic makes me nervous, it makes me question my ability, it makes me scared, which makes me angry!"
She looks straight ahead and blushes, she had told Jorgan more about her feelings than she had meant to.Curglaff - The shock felt in bathing when one first plunges into the cold water
The Thorn continues his ritual, making the spell more complex. He added new components to the spell, chenging slightly to enhance the outcome. The mage continued to labor, to concentrate until beads of sweat rolled down his face to rest on his lip."Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
"Babe, don't worry about it. There is SO much stuff we can't begin to understand or explain it will make your head spin."
Jorgan chuckles as Katyr blushes. It made him feel good, he wasn't the only one letting out emotions.
"I don't worry about it. Just stick with me, you'll be fine ;) So, are we there yet?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
Kalia began to search out Thorn...She could sense him as much as the Aura of magic around him.
she stopped, staying nearby, knowing better than to inturrupt him. She sat down on a large flat stone and waited for him to come out or to call to her.your village just called, their Idiot is missing
As the Thorn's spell concluded, the candles melted, igniting all the runes in a pale green lettering. Slowly, the colors died and the mage was left in the dark. Something had changed though, for the silver robe was now missing one of his rings, along with the dagger.
The Thorn lit a torch, being exhausted from the use of magic. Laying on the floor next to him was an amulet. It was silver, with and emblem of three overlapping moons on it. The source of his power personified. The magic talisman was a gift.
The mage took off his silver robe, something he rarely did. He needed some air, so he headed outside but found Kalia waiting for him instead. "I was just going to look for you," said the mage. "I have something for you.""Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
Pyranthas floats back towards the insides of the Temple. A new feeling came off from Py. A powerful energy came from his body. It could be felt by all of those who he went by. He catches up to Jorgan and Katyr.
"You were looking for me?" he asks. A slight aura can be seen around his body.
"Your wondering what we are up against. Well, remember that monster on the boat? Well we are going to be fighting thousands of them... Also, we will be up against the Blood Wytch, their master. It is a very powerful enemy. I only hope my blade will help us," Pyranthas say and pulls the huge sword from its scabbard across his back. He holds it up looking at it.
"You know how powerful the blood spawn were, so do you still wish to fight in this battle? It is not just for this race we will be fighting, but for all of Krynn."
Katyr grabs Jorgans hand and solemly nods when Py asks that question.
"We will both be by your side Py, but what about the rest of Krynn? Have you sent word warning them of the battle?"
She looked up at Jorgan. She didn't know if he had any family, but she had a father somewhere in Solamnia. She wanted him to at least have a chance.
And what about Py, he not only had to worry about his family but now he also had a whole race of people to protect.Though, when she looked at his face he didn't seem weary or troubled, infact he looked stronger than ever.Curglaff - The shock felt in bathing when one first plunges into the cold water
Kalia tilted her head to the side and gazed at him with curiosity. She smiled softly and got to her feet.
"Oh?" she asked softly. her golden eyes where bright wtih veiled happiness.your village just called, their Idiot is missing
"Here," says the Thorn, holding up the medallion. "This is my personal medallion of faith. It has a part of me in it. Part of my magic, my experiences, my soul. It will defend you when you need it most, it can take you to my tower, and in the most dire of situations, it will call to me so I can come to your aid."
With this he smiles and places the medallion over Kalia's head and around her neck. "I hope you like it. Was there something you wanted to talk to me about?""Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
Kalia cupped the medalion in her hands staring at it as tears welled up in her golden eyes. she looked up at Thorn and smiled.
"Thank you..." she whispered, her voice choked by the emotion in her throat. "No one has ever given me a gift such as this...." She smiled again and held out her hand.
"I too have a promise for you...I will come to your call when you have need of my help...use this..." she handed him a feather of shimmering white irridecance.
she waved it over her head three times and at each pass the Feather glowed brighter and brighter, the third time was bright as a star.
"No mater where you are I will see this...and I will come to your aid. I have aslo considered your request and I would accept your offer, but sadly I cannot...I am too much of a wanderer...and I know that there has to be more of my kind on Krynn so I cannot stay with you. But I do accept your friendship Thorn, and I welcome it. I hope that I will be welcome to your tower from time to time?"your village just called, their Idiot is missing
"You are always welcome there," says the Thorn, a little disappointed. "As long as you don't mind other visitors. Other friends, such as Ghostbuster or my pupils show up from time to time. I hope you all the luck in your quest to find another of your kind. Now, we should probably find Py and see what the battle plan is. After all, we are going to save the world."
The mage offers his arm to Kalia so they can go find the templar together."Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
"Maybe you could help me....maybe then I may be inclined to stay at the silver Tower...once my mind is at ease that I am not the last..." she said bowing her head as she laid her hand over his.your village just called, their Idiot is missing
"I am not sure how long it will be before the attack. I am not sure how long it will take to spread the word or if I can even spread word before the initail attack. I am Krynn's defender, and I shall not let this world which I love so much become distroyed. My race is willing to fight to the death. It will be the first time within over ten thousand years that my race has set foot on Krynn. It has been about the same time since the Draken have done the same. I must summon them now," Pyranthas says and he holds the medallon.
"The warrior who this medallion belongs to, come forth, and come to me. Friend of the Templar, come to me, and we shall defeat our enemies."
"The offer will always be open. As for finding another of your kind, I have a feeling one is out there somewhere, we just he to find Him," says the Thorn. "Now we should probably hurry and find the others. I have a hunch that we might be missing something important.""Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
"So how do we get back to Krynn? we can't fight the battle from the Templar island. If we take the ship we will be on the ocean when the enemy strikes!" She looks at Py and sees that he is in some deep trance and probably didn't hear her.
She was feeling anxious and wished that Py could give her more information. She let go of Jorgans hand and went and sat down on a nearby bench. The realisation that she was about to enter a battle that she and people she loved may not survive hit her. She had never felt like this before a battle and it scared her.Curglaff - The shock felt in bathing when one first plunges into the cold water
"I can transport everyone back mentally, now that I know the location on this island. I am just unaware where the blood wytch will attack," Pyranthas says and searches the sky.
The mental shock knocked Jorgan off balance. Thousands of them? THOUSANDS?!?! The squeeze of Katyrs hand gave him courage, and he finally nods.
"My family is all gone, I am the last of my blood,as weak as it may be...But I'm still here, and I don't plan on running. You can count on me Pyranthas."
Katyr...he had to say something to her...
Turning to her, his mouth could not find the words. Kneeling to her, he looked her in the eyes.
(Insert dramatic cliffhanger here.....) ;)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
Katyr looked up when Jorgan knealt before her, he was looking directly at her as if he had something to say but was struggling with his words.
She smiled at him trying to make it easier for him to speak "What is it?" Curglaff - The shock felt in bathing when one first plunges into the cold water
"I......I......am making myself look like a fool. Never mind. I can't say it."
Jorgan stands up, shaking his head slightly in disgust.
"Should have said it...no, she'd think I'm a fool,"
He thinks to himself.
"How can I know? I'm too young...no...it's a feeling we all have...She'll think I'm weird...She probably already does...I think she likes me...probably not...so what...so you are a fool...I should have said it...no, you saved yourself the embarassment..."
Jorgan just stands with his back to Katyr, trying to hide his face, and his shame. He had slayed demons, dragons, blood-spawns, yet he had not the courage to even tell a woman that he loved her...
OOC: I'm having fun with him, can't you tell?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
Eventually, the Thorn and Kalia found the others. They listened to Py talk about war and going home.
The mage thought to himself like he often did. This one could kill him. He had power, but it was limited. He could ill afford to run out during a war like this. It could mean his death and there was much he still wanted to do.
"How will these allies help us?" the Thorn asks Py."Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
"Well, they should fight by our side. I only hope their numbers is as high as the Templars... I have attempted to contact them, but I have had trouble. This medallion doesn't seem to be working right or something..." Pyranthas says and tries to focus his mental energies into the medallion.
Katyr didn't really understand what Jorgan was trying to say, but whatever it was he obviously couldn't tell her. He should know that she would never think he was a fool.
She now felt even more embarrassed about opening up to him about her feelings before and wished she hadn't.
"Well, if you feel like you can't talk to me then thats okay, i guess..." She stood and walked over to the others feeling hurt and confused. Curglaff - The shock felt in bathing when one first plunges into the cold water
(ooc... Hey Mert! We're waiting for you to join in!)
"It's not that I can't talk to you...I just...Don't really 'click' with other women...I feel awkward (remember, he's only 18 ) I just...we all want things in our lives, and I want someone who's there for me, more than a friend...I...just...feel stupid admitting that I actually need someone else to be there for me. And, I can't seem to think of a way to say it to you without sounding like some horny teenager trying to hit on you."
Jorgan looks away shyly. He felt like he WAS a horny teenager trying to hit on her...
"This isn't right...I'm making myself look like a moron."
Jorgan quickly heads for the door.
"I need some air. I'll be outside if you need me."
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
[Edited by Glasswalker on Saturday, April 7, 2001 1:22 PM]
OOC: Hey Katyr's only 19.
Katyr watched as Jorgan left the room, she felt bad about how she had acted because she finally understood what he was trying to tell her (at least she thought she understood).
She followed him outside where she found him banging his head against a wall, he stopped when she approached.
"I'm sorry about the way i behaved i guess i didn't really understand what you were trying to say, but i think i do now." She looked at the ground then continued "I'd like to be there for you, as more than a friend, i mean if thats okay"
She looked up at him and waited for him to respond.Curglaff - The shock felt in bathing when one first plunges into the cold water
"I......yeah, I would like that."
He stops banging his head, and smiles shyly at her.
"We should get back to the othres. They are probably wondering where we went. Of course, we could always let them wonder......"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
Pyranthas stands trying to contact the Draken.
"I can not contact them... I must keep trying," he says as he goes back to trying to contact them.
(ooc hey Mert where are you?)
Katyr laughs "No you're right we should get back, any moment now we are supposed to be attacked or something." she takes his hand and they walk back to the others.
"Shouldn't you teleport us back soon Py, i mean we're all ready to go. Unless you have to be on the island to contact the Draken." She thinks for awhile then continues "Py have you given any thought to the reason why you can't contact them, isn't that a bad sign?"
OOC: Py, maybe you should try to email Mert or something.Curglaff - The shock felt in bathing when one first plunges into the cold water
(ooc thats too hard. Im too lazy to.)
"I am not sure why, but I will teleport you to the mainland as soon as everyone is here and ready."
OOC: So....where is Mertonius?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
(OOC: i don't think he's coming back.
Py the way i see it you either need to a) Carry on without Mert, b) end this post or, c) start this as a new post with a brief introduction and start it from when we have been teleported to Krynn, with an invitation for other players to join.)
OOC: I seem to recall Mert saying something about a car accident...but that might have been someone else...I'm not sure...But I agree with Katyr, because only five of us are in this thread...and we sure aren't the x-men, so I think we need some more people.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
OOC: If we're the X-men, then I get to be Iceman."Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
OOC: lol Thorn :) , I'd be Mystique (sp?)
OOC: Well, I'd be Wolverine...
"Hey, hey, it's me!"
"Okay then, prove it."
".......You're a dick."
"...............Okay then, it's him. Let's go."
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
[Edited by Glasswalker on Tuesday, April 10, 2001 9:27 AM]
OOC: Im still here guys...jsut had a major problem...no phone=no internet!!!!! AAAKKKKK!!! I will try to catch up as quickly as I can!!your village just called, their Idiot is missing
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa know what...............................? I really, Really, Really like this story...please don't tell me it's going to die Pyranthas..........................Can't we do something? We're waiting on you and mert..........~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
I think Py's abandoned this thread as well, all we can do is wait.....
Whoops sorry not abandoning ship just yet. Just been thinking thats all. Coming up with my game plan.
Cool, just keep us posted.
Yes, please. It would help. Any idea's?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
Hey Glass, in Ghostbuster's new thread "Annoyed" do Katyr and Jorgan know each other yet?
ummm.......yeah, sure, why not?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
(ooc: Whoops sorry for neglecting the thread. Just some real life thing and college.)
Pyranthas makes sure everyone is close by.
"Are all of you ready? Cause here we go..."
Pyranthas closes his eyes and thinks of a location and they all disappear and are in the elven land of Qualinesti. In the city of Qualinost to be exact.
"I teleported us to Qualinost, cause I wanted to stop at my hold house," he says as he points to a house on the outskirts of town. "There is something i want there. It is not really valuable to mission, but it is more valuable to myself. I also have many magic items there and I have all of my fortune stowed away someplace inside. Follow me."
Pyranthas heads to his old house, which now is boarded up from a fire which happened years ago. The quartz walls are smokey, and the door is there no more. Pyranthas ducks his head as he enters. He steps inside and rises and then slams his head into the ceiling.
"Whoops... forgot I am a foot and a half feet taller that I used to," he says as snicker. He closes his eyes and shrinks to the hight of Six foot six. He also changes back into his orginal form, the more elvish looking Templar.
His eyes roam the charred walls in his house, once an elegant home, with fine art and beautifully decorated furnishing. He walks over to the fire place and presses in a brick and it slides inwards, and a stairway leading down appears.
"Follow me," he says and then disappears down the stairs, as he walks down torches come ablazed.
The Thorn follows Py closely, wondering what new marvels his friend would unlock now."Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
Jorgan eyes Katyr nervously. He extends his hand towards her.
"Shall we go?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
Pyranthas opens another door and there is a room made of stone. He hits a button on a wall, and compartments filled with magical items and weapons swing open from everywhere. Gold and jewels litter the floor. It litters it so much, that was he steps on to the floor, his foot sinks into the ground a foot before it hits stone. Pyranthas smiles as he enters the room.
"Welcome to my treasure chamber, and armory. From here, you can get everywhere in Qualinost, including the tower. I... also managed to create another room here that would take me anywhere on Krynn. You have to think the destantion and it takes you there. Only thing is, I have no device to get you back here. This could be our control center during the war. Now, with my powers at their peak, I should be able to create a device with the help of Thorn that will transport you each here. If you need some cash, go ahead an grab as much gold as you want. You could say I am probably wealthier than an elder wyrm. Most of my fortune is in diamonds hidden away in my temple on the island where Thorn first met me. What does everyone think about this as the command center? It's well hidden."
"Sounds good to me," says the Thorn, distracted by the magic marvels Py had just revealed to all of them. "You know Py, sometime I'd like to study some of these items and relics.""Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
(OOC: Sorry guys i didn't realise this thread was still going, i'm glad it is though! Py - I hope everything is cool for you in real life, thanks for keeping this thread going!)
Katyr holds Jorgan's hand as she stares in awe of what surrounds her. "This would work brilliantly as our control centre and we can replenish our supply of equipment when we need to" she says eyeing the immense supply of arms and armor.
(OOC: Yeah I wasn't sure what to do at first, but then I figured what the hell I know how to do this! Well, things are getting taken care of with my life. I don't have to worry so much about getting my transfer to work, considering that it is now taken care of, and now the next step is for me to move. Come May 27, I won't be in NH anymore!)
"Be my guest Thorn. Everyone, help yourself to the armor, arms, and magical items. I have many different ring, magical potions, gauntlets, staves, and the likes. Have fun with it. If need me, I can take you to special training rooms I added on here and you can train to learn how to use the equipment, or I can train you. The only thing is one day in each of these rooms are equal to one year. They can help you out tremendously when it comes to fighting skills, and if you have someone proficent with the item yu can really get a lot accomplished."
Pyranthas looks around and walks over to a wall and opens another compartment. There was his special armor he had when he served the Elvish King. He removes his heavy plate armor, and then starts putting the light but tight looking leather pants on, with some boots to double his speed. He place the long leather jacket on and places the shoulder plates on over it. He places his sword and scabbard onto his back. Finally he grabs a platnium circlet with a red jewel in the center and places it upon his brow. He smirks and pulls on a pair of leather gloves.
Jorgan studies the room, when his eyes suddenly land upon a beautiful longsword. Dragging Katyr over with him, he stoops to pick it up.
"Oh.............my.............gods................it's so beautiful! No, I can't. It's worth more than I've made being a mercanary all my life. Pyranthas...you are to kind. But I couldn't......"
Jorgan chokes off, staring at the beautiful blade.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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"Take it Jorgan. It's yours. I beleive that is a long sword of wounding. Very andy against trolls and other creatures that regenerate," Pyranthas says as loading himself up with daggers and weapons to the teeth making himself a complete arsonal. The jacket which he wears is a magical jacket which acts as a bag of holding and also as a coat of protection.
"Everyone, get what you want for weapons, armor, and and other items. Beleive me you may need them. Need gold? Grab some. I do not mind sharing my wealth," Pyranthas says smiling.
Katyr laughs at Jorgans extreme happiness *he's like a kid in a candy shop* she thought to herself. She decided to play it cool and not go over the top until she spied a complete set of eight poison tip daggers with jewel encrusted handles "Oh my god these are too cool!" she exclaimed as she discarded her old battered daggers from her belt, boots and wrists and replaced them with the poison daggers.
She saw many fine swords in the room that were very tempting but she still had the sword that Thorn had given her on the ship and it was still as sharp as it was then, she didn't need or want a new sword.
She turned to Py "Can i take you up on the offer of training Py? I would never say no to improving my sword technique."
The Thorn spotted many unique items. He didn't even know where to start. The mage just stood there trying to catalog everything in his mind. He would take a couple of items, but he had to make his decisions carefully."Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
Jorgan still is in shock.
"But...but...but...but...but...but...I can't it's.....oh my gods....thank you Pyranthas, I will forever be in your debt."
Jorgan glances over his shoulder as Katyr discovers her daggers. *she's like a kid in a candy shop* he thinks to hiself.
"Yes, Py. I too, can stand to gain much from more training. I have yet to master the art of fighting. Especially with two swords."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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"Alright, we can train. I am a little hard on my students, but what can you expect from a grand master swordsman?" Pyranthas says with a chuckle. He walks to another wall, and presses a brick into the wall and a door opens up. A thick mist comes from the room, and Pyranthas disappears inside.
"Who's first?" Trails behind him.
Katyr unsheaths her sword and steps inside the room, darkness engulfs her and she is shaken when she finds she cannot see a thing. "Py! where are you?" she calls out to the darkness.
Jorgan, not to be outdone by his lady, quickly follows into the portal.
"It is kinda dark in here Py..."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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The room lightens up as you stand in there for a few minutes. Pyranthas stands in the middle with no weapon drawn.
"Come at me with everything you have. I want to evaluate your skills first so I can then see what I need to help you improve upon," He says and then gets into a defensive fighters stance. With the speed of lightning, he draws a long sword from his jacket and spins it around with much agility and then holds it infront of him.
"Come further into the room. As you walk further into the room you will notice the gravity is stronger. it is ten times stronger than what you are used to. This will help strengthen your body and make you swifter."
Pyranthas moves his hand and the door to the outside world closes and he then moves further into the room... a room that has so begining and no end, a void if you will.
"Come, let use train," He says and places his weapon away.
Pyranthas moves with ease in the room. He watches the other two slow as they move in the room and watch their feet become heavy.
"Move your arms slowly up to your body. It will almost be like benching a lot of weight. The gravity will help your mind become more focused. Your body will become stronger and you will become faster. A lot faster. Once you have adjusted to the gravity, I will train you with the blade. When you leave this room, you will never have felt so good, and your mind will be able to think better than ever. Your mind will be clear, if you can withstand this room and my training."
Katyr felt as if she was carrying a dragon on her back, she was thankful of the magic sword she carried for she was certain a regular sword would be ten times heavier.
She moved her arms in the way Py instructed them and could actually feel her muscles becoming stronger. Breathing was more difficult in this room and she started to feel light headed so she stood still for awhile letting her body and mind rest from the severe exhertion.
Jorgan draws his swords and begins to go through his warm up exercises. In the increased grvity it feels as though he's slower than a goblin and a one way door. The gravity makes him feel as though he is only six feet tall, compared to his normal seven. Even flexing is a chore. He eventually becomes tired and kneels down for a moment.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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"Good work both of you. When you are finished with this training, you will never have felt as good or been as fit as you shall be," Pyranthas says as he watches the others work their muscles. He backs up a little and then starts doing handsprings and goes into his own exersice manovers. In the end of his routine, he does 1000 push ups on one hand each.
"Keep it up you two. Your doing great!"
The Thorn continues to browse through the magical items, noting some here and there but still not taking any."Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
Jorgan, with a boost of encouragement rises to his feet and begins again. Son, he has removed his armor and practices without it. His muscles bulge and ripple from the exertion, and he begins breathing heavily.
OOC: This is great, but I don't really know where to go with it......~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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(ooc this is like a year of training in one day, but we will hurry though it to get back on track with the rest)
Pyranthas watches Jorgan and gives him incouragement.
"Yes Jorgan! There you go. Once you get used to it more put your armor back on and and you will be fine. You to Katyr. Great job both of you."
As the days in the chamber move on quickly, Pyranthas watches his two students gain strength, quickness, and improve in their skills.
"You two are doing terrific in your training. I beleive you two will reach master level in your swordsmanship pretty soon. You two are great students and have very strong wills. I have never had students such as you. You two are doing great."
Katyr smiles broadly at the compliments from Py "I think our progress has a lot to do with our teacher!" She continues to follow Py's instructions and is learning more each second.
Kalia/Crystalamira Circled the city, her featherd wings making no audible sound, slicing the air currents like a hot knife through butter. Each Crystaline scale shone brightly in the sunlight.
she let out a roar, announcing her presence. her break from the group had been only temporary, and she was ancsious to be brought back up to date.your village just called, their Idiot is missing
OOC: It's good to see you're back Kalia. I was just considering asking about your whereabouts....
Jorgan flexs and stretches his sore muscles.
"Hey Py, are we done yet? It's been almost a day hasen't it?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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"Yes, the training is about finished. You two have been excellent students and I have something for you when we get out of here."
Pyranthas guides them to the entrance an opens the door. He is the first to emerge and stange egerly waiting for them to come. He has something in each hand for them.
"Hello Thorn. I hear, Kalia outside. I will send a message to her of where we are and for her to shrink down to human form so I can teleport her here."
Kalia, land and transform into a human. I will then teleport you to our whereabouce. I have your location. In dragon form you are a little too big for the chamber we are in.
Kalia shrugged, and in seconds was back in her human form. she now wore robes of shimmering silver, trimed in pale lilac. she wore a neclace made of tiny crystal links, suspending a sphere of amethyst. she stood silent awaiting Pyranthas's reply.your village just called, their Idiot is missing
Pyranthas closes his eyes and transports Kalia into the weapons chamber in his Qualinesti home.
"Welcome back Kalia. It's great to see you again."
Katyr emerged from the room exhausted and sweating, she looked out into the chamber and saw Kalia "Dear friend, its good to have you back!" she exclaimed and went to embrace her friend. Kalia looked stunning in her silver robes and delicate jewelry and as Katyr looked from Kalia to her own dishevelled appearance she felt a bit self conscious. *Why do mages always look so good all the time?* she thought to herself and stepped back out of the light :)
Pyranthas gives Katyr a pat on the back, and then hands her a ring.
"You and Jorgan did great in there. The ring I gave you is to state that you are a sword master. You can increase your skill and reach High mastery and even become a swordsman like myself, a Grandmaster. With your hard work, I beleive you have definately earned the right to this ring."
Pyranthas stands back and smiles.
Kalia smiled at Katyr as she hugged her back. for once in her life she had a true friend. The few childhood friends that she did have fled from her in fear when they found out the truth of her birth....But now...she had true friends that knew the truth and wasn't frightened of her.
"So, whats been going on??" she asked tilting her head slightly. "what have you all been doing while I was away?"your village just called, their Idiot is missing
Jorgan can only smile. He had finally mastered his swordsmanship, even better than his father. The sight of Kalia made him gasp. He had never seen her so beautiful. *Damn....she's lookin' hot! But she still ain't got nothin' on my beautiful Katyr.........*
Jorgan sighs.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Katyr stared at the ring Py had given her, she was so proud of what she had achieved in her 19 years. If only she could show her father what she had become...
(OOC: Yay i'm a sword master!)
Kalia smiled at Kaytr and Jorgan.
"Well done you two....I wish you both the best..." Kalia smiled softly, but sadness tugged at her heart. both of them had families that could be proud of them....she had no family and nothing to truely be proud of......your village just called, their Idiot is missing
Jorgan lookeed to the ground, thinking back. He had watched his father for years, he was the best swordsman Jorgan ever knew. But now he had been surpassed, surpassed by his own son...He would be so proud......
A tear slides down Jorgan's cheek.
He could remember it all. He had been training to use a sword, his father had finally found the time in his busy schedule. He was so happy. His father had hoped his youngest son would follow in his and his older brother's footsteps. But then the demon came, and they fought.
Jorgan wipes away his tear.
His father had put up a grand fight, but in the end, it killed him. And his mother. And his sister Eliza. His brother was gone, traveling the world as a top-notch mercanary, and Jorgan was only eleven. But that wasen't the end of it. The demon came for him too. But he killed it. And still it comes back from whatever foul hole it dwells in. Whenever Jrgan has dropped his guard, it has come back to slay him. Jorgan has ran across the continent for almost eight years, fleeing the demon and his cohorts.
Jorgan slips the ring over his finger.
"Thank you Master Pyranthas. I am forever in your debt for the time and effort you have used to train me."
Jorgan sighs. As far as he was concerned, he would give his life to defend this world and it's beauty. He would give his life for his friends, their families, the innocent that until now, he had never cared about. He was a defender of Krynn now. He could no longer look out for just himself......he had friends who cared about him.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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A hand rested on Kalia's shoulder. "It's good to see you again," said the Thorn. "What have you been up to?""Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
Kalia turned and Hugged her friend.
"Thorn...it is good to see you too...."your village just called, their Idiot is missing
Katyr watched Jorgan as he slipped the ring on his finger, she could tell something had upset him yet she didn't know what pain had caused the tears. She slipped her arm through his and held him close to comfort him.
She realised that this was an important moment for all of them, they had grown so close that they would be willing to die for each other and most of them had never experienced that closeness before. They would soon be entering one of the most horrific wars in the history of Krynn and this moment was probably the last they would spend together.
Pyranthas stands at the back of the room watch the others. He then turns around and looks at his wedding ring. He presses it to his lips, and whispers to himself "I love you Autumn, where ever you are. With this war I may end up seeing you soon if I do not survive it. I ony hope that my legacy lives on in those I have trained and worked with."
"It's time to get down to business folks. What exactely do we do, where, and how?"
Jorgan gives Katyr a reassuring squeeze.
"Personally, I want to lead troops. Can I?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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"That is fine Jorgan. I beleive you would make a great leader. First, I will need some volunteers to get some extra help for us, such as the Solamic Knights, possible the Knights of Neraka and the Legion of Steel. I can attempt to speak with the elvish speaker, but I am not sure if it will do any good where young Gil is under close watch of the senate, but I do have a feeling that he will side with me, where he is the son of Tanis Half-Elven, and Laurana. Thorn, you cold probably talk to the mages. Also, I think I may have a few of those rings that we can use to telepot here," Pyranthas says as he pulls out four rings and tosses one to each of those in his chamber.
"I am not truely sure where they shall attack from, but I have a feeling they wil probably try to take us by surprise."
"Ha ha ha ha ha. Beleive it or not, my older brother Duncan is a Knight of Solamnia! He even rides a bronze dragon. His name is Greabolt. This is so cool. I know I can get help. The question is, how? I'm not the best speaker, and, well, the story does sound a litle far fetched, even after alll the things that have happened. But I'll go talk to them. Even if they don't, my brother will help. Not that one Knight of the Sword will help much. But I'll go."
Jorgan slips the ring on his finger and smiles.
"What about you Katyr? What do you plan to do?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Kalia nodded towards Jorgan...her golden eyes bright.
"I would be willing to carry you to solamnia...if you would allow it Jorgan...."
She asked softly. not knowing what else to do at this point.Books that we will never see:
Five miles to the outhouse- By: willie Makeit Illustrated by: Betty Don't
See if you can figure that out...lol
Katyr knows what she has to do, and she is already beginning to dread it.
"I will speak to my father, he pulls a lot of weight within the Solamnics and could definately persuade all the orders to fight for our cause. It will be hard to see him again after disgracing him and our family, but i am probably the only person he would believe." She holds her head high and outwardly seems confident but inside she's terrified.
She pulls Py aside and whispers to him "Are we supposed to split up here or stay as a group? What do you see as our fate?"
Pyranthas goes with Katyr and listens to her and smiles. "I see great leaders infront of me. The three of you may go to Solamnia. I will speak to the elves, and I can also try to get to the other's that you can not get to, such as the Legion of Steel, the Knights of Neraka, although it may be difficult to get them to join with us, but at one time, when they were the nights of Takhisis, before the gods left Krynn during the Chaos War, the Knights of Neraka, were the Knights of Takhisis, and they joined forces with the Knights of Solamnia. Red and Silver dragons fought side by side. It was a glorious moment in Krynn, when all joined together to fight a greater evil. It was for the fate of the world. I will try my best to speak with those knights. I have a feeling the Legion of Steel will probably help us," Pyranthas says with a short pause and then continues. "You, Jorgan, and Kalia can go to Solamnia. Kalia may be able to speak with the dragons which are in the Knights service to join us. If not, I will try to talk to them. My guess is that the Thorn will speak with the mages. We should split up very soon Kalia, for I fear the time for the attack will be closing in upon us. We don't have much time left. The fate of Krynn could be doomed. If these creatures invade Krynn, they may have the power to destroy all life on Krynn and the planet itself. I know I will not let that happen. Krynn is my home, it is your home, Jorgan's home, Kalia's home, the Thorn's home, everyones home, and I will not let some daemons come invade this planet and distroy everything. My friends, we must win do our best and unite Krynn. If we can not, all will be lost, and we will all die. I will not let that happen..." Pyranthas says with a tear in his eye and his voice softens. "I will not let that happen..."
Kalia waited outside for Katyr and Jorgan. She sat in her Dragon from, quietly preening the feathers of her wings. she wore a double seated saddle upon her back, each with a set of harness-straps to keep them firmly upon her back.
Preening done, she stretched her wings to absorb the heat of the sun. She would talk to the other dragons there, and hopefully get them to trust her long enough to prove the danger that their world was in.......Books that we will never see:
Five miles to the outhouse- By: willie Makeit Illustrated by: Betty Don't
See if you can figure that out...lol
After retreiving his things, he meets Katyr at her door, and escorts her out to the dragon.
Outside, Jorgan stands silent in his plain brown armor, looking like an everyday fighter. He had not the looks or strength of Pyranthas, nor the delicate beauty of Katyr. He had not the elegant gracefullness of Kalia, nor the radiating majesticness of Crystalmira. He was just one man. Jorgan Courtland. He carried his father's sword, his mother's ambition, his brother's courage. He was not planning on letting anyone down. He would save this world, even if it meant giving his life.
He mounts Kalia, adjusts his saddle what little he can, and bends forward, gently kissing the dragon's neck.
"Thank you for everything that you've done."
He then extends his arm down to Katyr. Lifting her up, he turns to face her. If it is hard for you to go back, I understand. But I'm here for you. I won't let you down and I won't leave your side. I love you Katyr. This may be the only chance I have to say it. And if you don't feel the same way, I understand. But I have to tell you. Just in case something happens."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Pyranthas watches all but the Thorn leave his home. He presses in a block and a door swings opened. he enters it and hurries down it. He comes to another doorway, and exits through it. He looks around and the room was the same as it once was. This was the room he often stayed in when he led the elven templar guards. He needed to see the speaker quickly he had no idea how long it would take before the attack, but he had to act quickly.
He enters the room and hurries through the corridors to the Speaker's throne room. He sees the guards at the door way. He slows his walk and holds his head up high and walks to the guards and stops.
"I wish to see the Speaker," Pyranthas says to them.
"Do you have an appointment?" one asks.
"No... but it is urgent. I must see him at once."
"No appointment you can't see him," the other guard says.
"What? I have to have an appointment? When did this start? It was never like this. It was always anyone could see the Speaker," Pyranthas says narrowing his eyebrows and begins to frown.
"It took effect about ten years ago. Where have you been!"
"Not here. Well if I can not see the Speaker, I wish to see Laurana, the Speakers mother."
They look at Pyranthas strangely and then start to laugh.
"Laurana died about twenty years ago in a battle against the Green Dragon Beryl," the first guard says "So why don't you just turn around and leave.
Pyranthas starts to get angry and then he remembered something. He pulls out an amulet and hold it up.
"Do you two reconize this?"
They both look at it with a look of awe.
"That... that is the medallion of an Elvish Templar Leader! They Templar have been gone for almost 100 years now! They were distroyed during the War of the Lance! There was only one left if I recall right. His name was..."
"Pyranthas Bronzeblade?"
"Yes! That's it. He was my hero as a child. I wanted to be just like him and be able to fight like him. He was amazing with a sword! I beleive he was a Grand Master," The guard says with a dreamy look.
"That is correct young one. Would you beleive me if I told you that I was he? I can show you proof too if you wish to see it," Pyranthas says and both guards stare at him.
"Uh... please show me proof. Let's see the rings and the tatoo," the guard says wide eyed looking at the Templar.
Pyranthas holds his hand out and reveals his three mastery rings, and then shows his Templar ring. He removes his jacket and then turns around and show the tatoo of the platium dragon on his left shoulder blade. he turns and places his long leather jacket on and then looks at them.
"Is that enough proof? May I enter?"
"Yes..." the two say together and nod their heads at the same time.
"I will anounce your presence my lord," One says as he opens the door and enters the room and beckons Pyranthas to follow. "Wow... I can't beleive Pyranthas Bronzeblade has talked to me..."
Katyrs fears about returning to her homeland subsided at Jorgans words, she felt strong with his love snd support and knew that she could acomplish anything with him and her friends by her side.
She lent forward and wrapped her arms around his strong torso "I love you too. Don't worry, no matter what happens nothing can destroy what we have" she whispered in his ear then kissed his cheek tenderly.
She sat back but kept her arms around him "Whenever you're ready dear friend" she called out to Kalia.
Kalia smiled, and turned her great, horned head toward her partners...
"If you two are to be my companions, riders, and partners, then you shall look the part...." Kalia reached over her shoulder and gently touched Jorgan, and Kaytr on their armor. At the light touch of the crystaline claw, Kaytrs' and Jorgans' armor changed, from simple leather armor, to bright crystaline dragon armor, the crysal scales glittering mutely((Kalia put a spell on the armor to dull all incoming light, that way not to make a target of the two.))
"there now you two look like the heroes that you are" she said as she stretched her wings and launched herself into the air, slowly circling skyward until she nearly touched the clouds...Books that we will never see:
Five miles to the outhouse- By: willie Makeit Illustrated by: Betty Don't
See if you can figure that out...lol
(ooc: Kalia, thats one of my very favourite paintings of Goldmoon!)
Katyr felt her body tingle as her old leather armor transformed into the shining crystaline armor, she stared in amazement and appreciation at her new full body armor.
"Thankyou Kalia, my father and the other Knights are sure to stand up and take notice when we arrive. You have very probably aided the success of our task by doing this"
Jorgan could not beleive his eyes. He now wore the most beautiful armor he had ever seen. It made him feel like a lord, like a king.
"Thank you does not express the feelings that I feel from this. Kalia, I thank you so much."
Jorgan chuckles. He had never been good with words.
"How long do you think it will take to reach Solomnia?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Kalia looked back and smiled. "Actually, it won't take very long at all, I can create a short cut that will take us within an hour's ride from the city....that is if it is ok with you two...."
Kalia turned, looking back at her friends, and smiled.Books that we will never see:
Five miles to the outhouse- By: willie Makeit Illustrated by: Betty Don't
See if you can figure that out...lol
"No prob...Lead the way!"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Kalia nodded, and murmered a few words under her breath...nodding, she called out. "Hold on...its gonna get a little rough." She Roared loudly and slashed downward with her claw arm, and the air just below them shimmered as the air off of a hot sheild. She climed high, riding the air currents until she was about two hundred yards above the shimmering portal.
SUddenly, she dived, angling straight to the portal, and passed through. once on the other side, they noticed that they where not where they once where, in the distance they could see a city.
"There we go...three days travel in three minutes...." Kalia smiled, and began to fly towards the city.
Books that we will never see:
Five miles to the outhouse- By: willie Makeit Illustrated by: Betty Don't
See if you can figure that out...lol
"We're there already!?" Katyr couldn't beleive it, she had been hoping she would have a little longer to get ready to meet her father. "Um maybe we should rest awhile before seeing the knights, at least a few hours or the afternoon or maybe we should wait for tomorrow to see them!" she knew the desperation in her voice was obvious.
Jorgan turned around to look at Katyr. The humor, and the love, was obvious in his eyes.
"Not ready for a family reunion yet huh? It's ok. Neither am I. My brother and I never got along very well. He hasen't thought very much of me since I hired myself out to being a mercanary years ago. He had wanted me to follow in his footsteps. Now I doubt he even cares about me. But we have to try. Every second that we waste is a second we won't have to prepare, to defend, to fight, perhaps even to win. We must hurry with all haste."
He turns around to Kalia, and yells.
"Takes us down outside the gate to their uh......base......I guess."
OOC: do the knight stay in a castle or a tower? I have no clue ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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OOC: I cant remember either, but give me a bit and I will check...I think that it is a Tower....
Kalia Nodded, and angled her wings to spiaral downward slowly, touching down, a half mile outside of the city Walls.
"dont worry you two, I am sure that we will do what we came to do...I will stay in my Dragon form tonite, just in case...sleep for now...I will keep watch."Books that we will never see:
Five miles to the outhouse- By: willie Makeit Illustrated by: Betty Don't
See if you can figure that out...lol
The Thorn was almost overwhelmed. He had the same heavy feelings weighed down on him as he did at the floating island. The silver robe was very tired, and even all the magic around him, in the room where he stood alone, didn't help to perk his spirits. The mage looked around for something to sit on so he could start making plans.
"Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
OOC: Hey Thorn, do you still have that damned medallion you took from my shape-shifting demon in one of the previous threads? Not that it matters, it was just a major talisman that Takhisis wanted really badly....I just now remembered that you still had it. Doesn't matter anymore I guess.....~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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(ooc: Isn't the High Clerists Tower where most of the Knights hang out?)
Katyr nodded at Jorgans words and tried to smile bravely, she knew he was right and it kind of made her feel more at ease to know that he was facing the same dreaded reunion.
"Lets go" she said quietly
"Katyr, we need to get some rest first. We'll go in the morning."
Jorgan unpacks his tent and unrolls his bedroll. With a wry smile, he turns back to Katyr.
"It's pretty chilly out. Did you remember to bring a tent?" ;) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Kalia smiled in amusement at her two friends....then turned her eyes twoards the city and stretched her wings...
"I will hold the watch tonite, you two get your rest...I will be fine..."Books that we will never see:
Five miles to the outhouse- By: willie Makeit Illustrated by: Betty Don't
See if you can figure that out...lol
Pyranthas walks into the chamber of the Speaker. The guard leading him in and everyone in the chamber stares at them.
"I would like to introduce, Pyranthas Bronzeblade," the guard says and then leaves and shuts the door behind him.
Pyranthas stands and looks from the three senators surrounding Speaker Gil, to Gil himself.
"Pyranthas Bronzeblade... where have I heard that name before..." on senator says thinking and looking at the Templar.
(ooc sorry if I am kinda out of it. I am just getting everything ready for moving. Saying good bye to some friends and all getting some last minute fishing done. Now... I am packing)
Katyr smiled back at Jorgan "Won't you get a little cold sleeping out here if i use your tent?" she asked teasing as she unpacked some food.
She looked to Kalia "Are your sure you don't want me to take second watch?"
Kalia smiled, and shook her head.
"No, you two will need your rest, I can manage, I am used to doing this...I can go for nearly a week without sleeping...no need to worry, plus I don't see anyone who would be folish enough to attack us with me here...nor this close to the city,....Go on sleep!!"With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
OOC: Yeah Glass, it's "somewhere safe.""Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?"
"You don't need any help from me, sir."
"That's right." - Clue
"Well, I suppose it would be pretty cold. But then again, if you've ever noticed my height, (seven feet in case you guys forgot) I've got a pretty big tent. There SHOULD be enough room for two people. If not, you could just sleep on top of me. ;) Regardless of who's sleeping where, I AM going to sleep. Goodnight."
With a wink and a sarcasatic smile, Jorgan goes into his tent.
OOC: Gee.......I wonder if we need to post about the whole night......;)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Kalia Yawned as the dawn came she stood and stretched her wings, easing the ache in them. she longed to shake the dew from her feathers but she was afraid to blow Jorgan's and Kaytr's tent away.
She looked over to the tent and wondered when the two would wake up.With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
(ooc: i guess we'll never know what happened, just don't go bragging to all your friends ;) )
Katyr woke soon after Kalia. She watched Jorgan as he slept and smiled to herself. She looked outside at the rising suns and determined that it was still early morning but that they should be getting ready for the task ahead.
"Hey" she nudged Jorgan "Wake up, we have a lot of work to do today"
OOC: something like that......I think we can guess what happened ;)
Jorgan rolls over. His eyes are closed and he mumbles sleepily:
"But he doesn't have to......mages are dumb.......don't tell me what you......Duncan........he's picking on me.......you suck......."
Jorgan rolls over again, snorts, coughs , and sits straight up quickly.
"I'm late for roll!"
He looks around alertly, and quickly realizes where he is.
"Oh, never mind. What time is it?" *yawn*
Jorgan looks out the flap of the tent, and smiles.
"It's nice outside this morning. It should be sunny. Do me a favor and hand me my pants so I can get dressed. ;) "~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Kalia chuckled softly and stretched her wings, gently shaking the dew from the irridecant white feathers. She stood, and slowly stretched each limb.
"Come on you two, gear up, we had better get moving before that sun gets too high...." Kalia crouched low so that Kaytr and Jorgan could climb up easilyWith love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
Katyr finished getting ready and threw Jorgan his pants "I'll wait for you outside. I'm going to check on Kalia, it was so good of her to do the whole night watch last night." she leant over and kissed Jorgan, smiled, and left the tent.
Outside Kalia was sunning herself, the sight of the morning sun reflecting in her crystaline scales and irridescent feathers was amazing. Katyr went to stand next to her but Kalia didn't look over. She was staring intently at the nearby Knights tower. Katyr knew that dragon eyesight was superior and she wondered if she saw anything. "What is it Kalia, what do you see?"
"she sees,"
Says Jorgan, coming out of their tent,
"Our destiny. She sees our future, and perhaps one of our only hopes. Let's get going. We have a lot of work to do today."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Kalia sighed and tore her gaze from the tower, she saw their last hope alright. She also felt the fear of being reunited with her kind, would any of the dragons remember her? Auricania set spells on all of the dragons to forget her, so that knowledge of her existance would be kept safe....
surpressing a shudder, Kalia stood. "yes, lets go."With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
The three companions pack up their belongings then begin to walk the short distance to the tower. The journey is made in silence as the three remain deep in thought over what they will have to face today.
They arrive at the tower gates where a huge portcullis blocks the entrance. Two Young Solamnic Knights stand guard just inside the gate and grip their weapons tightly as the three approach. One of the guards hurriedly says something to his partner who then runs off. Katyr guesses that the knowledge of the companions arrival would soon be known by her father and the other head knights.
The remaining guard holds his weapon infront of him and says "Hold! state your business!" Katyr looks back at Jorgan and Kalia and tries to look confident, she holds her head high and looks back to the guard. "We come bearing urgent information and we ask to speak directly to the head knights as this information must be acted upon immediately." the guard frowns and decides that this is some sort of stupid joke "And just who might you be, girl?" Katyr takes a step forward and looks directly into the guards face "I am Katyr Uth Caleb, daughter of Tristen Uth Caleb Head of the Knights of the Rose." the guard went pale as he could see in her eyes that she was what she said, then he ran off to inform his superiors.
Katyr turned back to Jorgan and Kalia "I can't promise how we are going to be received by the knights, but we have to make them listen and most importantly believe."
Within minutes, the young knight comes back, trembling slightly. Signaling to his companion, the sound of a winch is heard, and the porticullis begins to raise. When it is fully up, The knight steps forward.
"My apologies, umm...Lady Uth Caleb, we were only performing our duties. Your father is in an important meeting. He advised me to give you room and board, so that you may better wait for him. He should be done by noon. He apologizes for the inconvenience, in that he wishes to see you. Come along, I'll show you your rooms."
The young knight leads them in, the porticullis closing behind them. In the courtyard, young knights train; and off to the side, in the early morning sun lays a large Bronze dragon. His head comes up and he eyes Kalia for a moment, then with what can be considered a smile, lays back his head and closes his eyes. The young knights notice Katyr and Jorgan in their stunning armor, and Kalia in her (what the blazes is she wearing, anyway?) Even their commander stares for a moment before reprimanding his young troops. Returning to training, they are all but forgotten. The young knight leads them through a large set of oaken doors, and turns toi the right in the grand hall. He leads them up three flights of stairs, and down a short corridor. Extracting a set of keys, he unlocks a door.
"This is to be your room," He says, gesturing towards Kalia. He then unlocks the next door down and then signals towards Jorgan. Finally, he unlocks a third for Katyr.
"I hope you can find our housing acceptable. If you need anything, knock on the first door to the left," he says pointing to the first dor of the hall. "Langer will certainly help you." With a sharp salute, he turns and heads down the stairs. When he is out of sight, the sound of someone in armor can be heard running down the rest of the stairs.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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OOC: um....kalia is still in her true form of the crystal dragon.With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
OOC: That's what I thought, but Katyr said that we all walked.......well, oh well......they won't notice ;)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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OOC: dragons can walk too!!... OH well, lets just say the Kalia is still in the courtyard, with the Bronze. K?))))
Kalia yawned, and stretched her wings once again, and walked amiably over to the sunning bronze.With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
The bronze cracks an eyelid. His tongue slithers out, tasting the air.
"You...I've heard of your kind. So you came in with those two huh? I assume they are your friends because they were wearing that armor. Hi. I'm Greabolt. What's your name?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Kalia tilted her head and nodded once. "the name is Crystalamira, but they know me as Kalia...." Kalia fell silent for a moment, and looked back up at the bronze.
"My kind....then I am not the only one here????"With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
"It's hard to miss a dragon as beautiful as yourself. But alass, no, there are none of your kind here. Just buried in legend and myth. It is said that the only dragon more beautiful then a Crystal is the Platinum one himself. So why do you come here?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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OOC: I'm afraid that I forgot just what brings us here...LOL!!! DOH!! sorry, could someone fill me in or do I have to read the whole thing all over again??With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
(ooc: LOL okay we're having problems here. We could have flown to the tower but i liked the idea of walking in silence, its an atmosphere thing ;). But this is interesting now cos Kalia has found a dragon to inform and when my father is finished with his meeting we can talk to him. Also Glass, you could enter your brother Duncan in here aswell if you wanted :) )
Katyr thanked the guard and entered the small room closing the door behind her. She looked around the room which was sparsely furnished then went and sat on the bed. she tried to stop the feelings of anxiety which were welling up inside her but didn't succeed. She sat for a few minutes then jumped from the bed and hurried out the door. She went straight to Jorgans door and knocked anxiously.
(ooc: Kalia, Basicly Krynn is being threatened with an invation by those Blood spawn monsters that attacked us on the boat, they are led by their master the Blood Wytch who is very powerful. This evil isn't connected with any part of the good, neautral and evil balance of Krynn, its like Chaos. Our job is to inform the most powerful sects on Krynn and try to create an alliance so that all of Krynn (good, evil and neutral) are fighting together. I hope i didn't just confuse you further :) also Py if i got something wrong here let me know.)
Jorgan opens the door silently, and smirks.
"Hi. Come on in."
*Meanwhile, down in the courtyard*
OOC: We can assume you filled Greabolt in at the same time Katyr filled you in Kalia
The bronze laughs and rolls over onto his back.
"Unbeleivable! How is it that the knights are supposed to help? This sounds pretty dangerous. I think I'll go. It's not like Duncan can keep me here against my will. You haven't met Duncan have you? He's a great guy. He just was promoted to a Knight of the Sword not more than a week ago. Now he leads troops. Well, he WOULD lead troops if there was a war or something. You should meet him sometime. I know, I'll call him down!"
The dragon roars loudly, but abruptly. Within minutes, a knight comes trampling down the stairs, and pops his neck several times. (A trait that Jorgan also has) When he looks up and sees Kalia, he freezes, his eyes straying from Greabolt to Kalia and back.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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OOC: thanks guys!!!
Kalia, noticing the knight, lowered her head in acknowledgement. She folds her feathered wings tightly against her back and raises her head. (OOC: I know that you all know what she looks like, but Duncan doesnt...so for the sake of the story.....)
Duncan found himself staring into large golden eyes, eyes that rested in the head of a large, crystal Dragon. Five pairs of horns crowned her head, each the perfect pearl. the scales shimmered brightly in the sun, causing him to squint. as he layed his eyes on the wings, he gave another start. Feathers, not leather membrane, graced the wings of this unnaturally beautiful dragon.
She spoke to him, not in deep gravely tones, but in a soft, melodious voice.
"Knight of the sword, I am pleased to meet you." she said, looking over to him.With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
"HO--LY--SHIT! Greabolt...what the hell is this?"
Greabolt rolls over, and yawns.
"SHE'S a crystal dragon. Probably one of the most powerful dragons ever born. She brought in some other people with her. They are requesting the aid of the knights. Seems there's a great big to-do, and demons are invading Krynn. Sounds pretty damn unbeleivable to me, but one of them is supposedly Sir Tristen's daughter. The other one, I don't know. Tall though. Look around for them. They're hard to miss. They both wear crystal armor. Definately hard to miss."
The bronze shakes his head, chuckling.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Kalia smiled, and murmered to herself. A pale white mist surrounded her, slowly growing opaque, and brighter. when the light faded, Kalia stood once again in her human form, silver robes blowing in the gentle breeze.
She stood about 5'9" with long silvery hair, and bright golden eyes. in her hand she held a staff, a staff that echoed the Infamous Staff of Magius. only this staff was made of white ash, not black wood, the dragon's claw was platinum, not gold, and the crystal was startlingly clear, not blue.
"forgive me if I surprised you sir knight, the name is Kalia Majere, I was raised as a human for the last 22 years, but that is a long story...one that I am not inclined to repeat at this time." she smiledWith love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
Katyr smiled and walked in, she looked around Jorgans room "I see your room is a lavishly decorated as mine." she joked.
"sorry about the interruption but i just couldn't sit in that room and wait by myself it was driving me nuts! if i know my father we could be waiting for hours before he sees us, especially if everyone seems to think this is a joke."
Katyr stopped and saw that Jorgan had a huge grin on his face. She was about to ask what was so funny when she realised that she probably looked pretty silly pacing around his room talking nervously.
"Look, lets go look around the Tower. If they want to find us they will, I mean we don't exactly blend in in this armor." She turned to go to the door then looked back at him "And you never know we might even find your Brother."
Jorgan takes Katyr's hand and leads her towards the window of his room. The window overlooks the courtyard where Greabolt, Duncan, and Kalia are.
"It looks like I already found him. Now the problem is finding the courage to confront him. The last time I saw him we didn't exactly leave on the best of terms. I mean look at him...He's talking to Kalia, and he still doesn't even know I'm here. I wonder how he'll react?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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OOC: you guys, I'm really sick, I'll be out of it for a few days............:(
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(ooc: hey don't worry we'll look after things here, you get better okay :) )
Katyr watched Kalia and Duncan talk in the courtyard for awhile, suddenly as if she sensed their presence Kalia looked up to the window and waved.
Katyr waved back then turned to Jorgan "Well he's seen us now, and even if he doesn't recognise you he will want to meet us." she looked back down to the courtyard where Duncan was staring up at the window and she realised that he already knew his brother was here.
(OOC: Yea don't worry, we'll handle things, you just get better.))
Kalia smiled up at her friends. gracefully she raised her hand to acknoledge them, and waved.With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
(ooc: Kalia, actually its going to be difficult to keep going while Glass is away. Kalia and Katyr are seperated so they cant converse and they are with two characters controlled by Glass. I don't want to bring Duncan and Jorgan together because I don't know how they would react, only Glass knows this. Any suggestions you may have would be great :) )
OOC: Well, I'm alive now, so it's ok. I'm in a hurry right now, so i have to post later.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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OOC: YEAAA!!!! Now we can continue with the post!!!!!With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
duncan nods up towards the window.
"Are those your friends?" (It's too far for him to recognize Jorgan)
Jorgan, looking down, realizes the jist of the question that Duncan silently asks Kalia.
"He wants too know who we are. I'm going to have to go down there."
Duncan, looking up towards the window, turns to Kalia again.
"Call them down, I'd like to meet such noble warriors.........."
OOC: Perfect set up......he expects a noble warrior............he gets his brother ;)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Kalia motioned her friends to join them. she smiled as she saw them, wearing her dragon armor, the crystal scales sparkling.
"um Sir Duncan, these are my friends, this is Kaytr, and this is Jorgan."With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
Katyr held Jorgans hand as they made their way down to the courtyard, she could feel it become sweaty and she could sense that he was growing increasingly nervous. She reached up and touched his face which was set in a grim expression, his face softened at her touch. "You have to face your brother just like i have to face my father...eventually. But we don't have to do it alone, remember I'm right here next to you. and if he says something negative I'll run him through with my sword." She smiled hoping to lighten the situation, it didn't work.
They reached the courtyard where Kalia introduced them and Katyr bowed and greeted Duncan "Pleased to meet you sir knight" she said, though she knew he didn't hear her he was staring straight at Jorgan.
Duncan stares at Jorgan, looking up at is younger brother. Jorgan stares down on his older brother, words choking in his throat.
Duncan: "......Jorgan......"
Jorgan: "......Duncan......"
"I thought you'd be dead by now. I figured IT would have killed you."
"I figured the same thing."
"Why are you here?"
"I've come to save Krynn. I need the help of the Knights."
"I've heard your story. Frankly, I don't beleive it. Where is your proof?"
"You have to take my word for it."
"YOUR word? The word of an imaginative little boy? How old are you now anyway? 15, 16?"
"I'll be 19 in a week or so. Nice to see you care about me enough to remember my birthday. You always were a jerk. What's your problem Duncan?"
"You. You've always been full of it. I hate that. So you know what? Screw you and your B.S. little story. I don't beleive a word of it. You don't belong in that armor, you don't deserve to carry a sword. You are not worthy to stand in the presence of a Knight!"
"I'm your brother......"
"The day our father died, you ceased being my brother. I hope you do whatever you came here to do quickly. Then leave."
Duncan turns his back on Jorgan and walks back through the door he came out of. Jorgan stares, a tear sliding down his cheek.
A momment later, a messanger comes running across the courtyard.
"Ma'am, sir Uth Caleb will see you now. Please follow me."
OOC: Welllllllllllll............that went better than I expected.......;)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Katyr stared angrily after Duncan, she really did feel like running him through with her sword. She looked up at Jorgan and wished she hadn't. His face was crushed and he held his hand over his heart as if it caused him pain. It hurt her to see him so upset.
She was about to try to console him when a messenger arrived announcing that her father was ready to see them. She sucked her breath in and almost choked in panic, after having a coughing fit she nodded to the messenger then turned to her friends "Maybe I should go alone, my father can be pretty unreasonable sometimes." she said although she really hoped they would come with her.
Kalia glared at jorgan's back, and sethed within...who was he to say who was worthy to wear "HER" armor!? "Kaytr, I will go with you...if he wont believe you...he might believe me." Kalia's eyes almost glowed from within.With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
OOC: Kalia, I'm assuming that you meant you were glaring at Duncan's back?
Jorgan wipes away a tear, clears his throat, and takes a deep breath.
"I'll go too. I'm as much involved in this as you are. Please, ladies first." He says, motioning Katyr and Kalia forward towards the door.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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OOC: oops!!! lol I ment Duncan...sorryWith love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
(ooc: Kalia i love your little pictures! also sorry about the length of this post but i've had a few coffees and i'm on a roll!)
The three followed the messanger through a series of hallways and up two flights of stairs. They came to a pair of large oak doors and were told to wait by the messanger who knocked then opened the doors and walked inside. A few moments had passed when the messanger returned and gestured for them to enter.
Katyr took a deep breath, held her head high and walked confidently into the room followed by Kalia and Jorgan. The room was large and furnished in highly polished wood with the standards of the knights adorning the walls. Bookshelves surrounded a large oak desk that was covered with maps and books outlining battle strategies. Behind the desk stood Tristan Uth Caleb, Katyrs father.
"I have been informed that you carry important information, so important infact that it could only be reported to the head knights." Katyr was struck with the cold formality her father used on her as if she was one of his soldiers, not his oldest daughter. She nodded in response. Her father looked at the three of them "I took it upon myself to hear this information first before I interrupted the rest of the heads. If the information turns out to be folly I would find it very embarrassing. And I would not take kindly to being embarrassed....again." Katyr knew this last statement was directed towards her.
Katyr stepped forward "We have come to report information that is far from folly, father." Tristan flinched at this. "We come here representing the Elvish Templar Leader, Grand Master Pyranthas Bronzeblade. A most horrific evil is about to invade Krynn an evil we have never experianced before. A massive army of Blood Spawn creatures led by their master the Blood Wytch will soon invade Krynn, their aim is the total destruction and devastation of this world. And unless we can create an alliance between the Good, Neutral and evil sects we will be destroyed. We come here to ask of the help of the Solamnic Knights." Katyr stood back and waited for her fathers response.
"Create and alliance?! why would we join with the dark Knights when they are probably at the root of this evil?!" Katyr was very suprised her father believed her. "This evil has nothing to do with the dark knights. It has nothing to do with the balance of good, neutral and evil that makes Krynn. And that is why the only way to stop them is for an alliance to be made, we have to fight side by side together!"
Her father was silent for a long time then he turned to them and looked directly at Katyr. She was suddenly aware of how old and tired he looked and her heart softened for awhile. Finally he spoke "Leave this information with me, I will hold counsel with the other heads this evening. Return to your rooms for now, I will call upon you again." he turned his back and stared out the window. Yes, he believed them, actually he wasn't suprised. He had felt an evil growing for days now and it was something that he couldn't explain.
The three left the room and headed back to their rooms.
OOC: thanks Katyr...I can try to send you some if you like...I dont know if it will work...:P
Kalia sat down in her room, Idley brushing her long silvery hair. She was upset at this reveleation of discord. None of them seemed to manage to get any to properly believe them. She sighed and set the brush down, maybe she would feel better after a good long flight.
She got up and walked over to Kaytr's room and gently knocked on the door, hoping that her friend would answer.With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
Katyr had been pacing around the room, her stomach in tight knots and her head in a spin after what she had just been through. She heard a knock and opened the door. Kalia stood there smiling warmly at her. Her eyes showed compassion and strength and most importantly understanding. Katyr embraced her friend "I am so glad that I have you and Jorgan here with me, you are the strength that I just don't have at the moment." she stood back and smiled "So you couldn't relax either?"
Kalia shook her head. "no I just can't seem to be at ease here...I have a feeling that something is wrong....but I need to clear my head. wanna go for a quick flight?"With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
Katyr nodded "That sounds like just what I need. But we better tell Jorgan first, okay?" The two went to Jorgan's door and knocked.
Jorgan opens the door, looking depressed.
"Yeah, what do you guys need?"
He invites them in, and sits on the bed. Kalia mentions taking a flight and Jorgan declines it.
"I don't feel like flying. I'm gonna stay here. Who knows what could happen?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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"If you're sure...we'll be back ok??" Kalia walked out and led Kaytr out to the courtyard. once there, she shifted form at once, Stretching her large feathered wings, she lowered one shoulder so that Katyr could mount up.With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
Katyr climbed up and seated herself comfortably "Im ready" she let Kalia know. "Jorgan may be right, something could happen concerning my father and the other head knights, so we'll have to keep track of time." as an after thought she added "Though knowing the head knights the meeting won't be over till dawn when they've all voiced their opinions."
Kalia nodded and almost as an afterthought, she looked back twards the tower keep. shaking her head as if to clear her thoughts, she spread her wings and launched herself into the air.
She climbed as high as possible, circling...something was wrong...she could feel it...but what, she didn't know.
While she circled, she kept one eye to the ground, looking for anythin out of the ordinary.
"I Don't know Katyr...But I have the strong feeling that something is seriously wrong here...but I don't know what....keep an eye out ok??"With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
Katyr was shaken by Kalia's fears "Okay" she said uneasily as she looked down at the towers courtyard. She too began to feel something, it made her anxious and she started to worry. "Maybe we better go back and warn my father. He believed me when I told our story so maybe he senses something too."
(ooc: I wish Py would come back and write more of the story. That way we would have something to connect this feeling of fear and evil to.)
(OOC: yea..I know...where is he anyway??))
Kalia nodded, and angled her wings to begin their decent. "If you think that would be best......"With love and free will to all....
Blessed Be! ;)
OOC: I wonder what happened to him too..........
Jorgan sat silently in his room, contemplating his options. His reunion with his brother had gone better than he had hoped. (Really, it did! ;) )
Jorgan doned his armor again and went for a walk. Absentmindedly, he once again found himself at the door to the war room. Jorgan stood and stared at it for a while, before setting his shoulders and walking straight in unannounced. At his desk, surrounded by three of his other leaders, including Duncan, sat Katyr's father.
"What the hell?!" Bellowed Tristen.
"Jorgan get out!" Yelled Duncan.
Jorgan stopped. Licking his lips, he he took a deep breath.
"Duncan, You are an ass." He yelled at his brother.
"UH UM....." Coughed Katyr's father. "Do you two know each other?"
"HE"S MY BROTHER!" They yelled at Tristen together.
"Oh............" Was all he could say.
"I told you to leave!"
"Screw off Duncan! I'm doing this for everyone!"
"GENTLEMEN, GENTLEMEN, GENTLEMEN!!! Stop all your yelling!" Bellowed Tristen once again. "We have more important matters at hand. I was just discussing sending in troops. The problem is that the Knights are a bit under-maned at the moment with the local plague that's been floating about. Horrible horrible stuff. The clerics have contained though. So no need to worry." Laughed Tristen, waving his hand.
"So this is what I have decided. I will send a representative of the Knights back with you, and when, or if, as the case may be, this threat does arise, he will make haste back and report. The word of a Knight will be placed highly and aid can be gauranteed then. Of course, the problem of speed comes to mind also, so it would have to someone very quick....like say, someone with a Bronze-"
"NO! Sir, you positively cannot send me with them!" Exclaimed Duncan.
"Are you going against my orders soldier?!"
Duncan licked his lips, displaying the same habit as his brother. With a large frown, he replied: "No.......Sir......"
"Good, than it is settled. Duncan, ready your things, you will depart tomarrow morning. Jorgan, I ask that you and my daughter and your dragon stay here tonight. it is nearly five P.M. Please stay with us."
Jorgan thought for a moment. "Well, I cannot speak for your daughter, but I......." His glance drifted to a fuming Duncan "Sure, I'll stay. Which means that Kalia will stay too most likely. Which means Katyr too, will stay."
At this, Tristen seemed to grow much happier. "Good. Now then, to the rest of you, out, I would like to speak to this young man alone."
With anger apparant in his eyes, Duncan rose and left in the company of the two others. When the door closed, Tristen smiled at Jorgan.
"So..........Ya got the hots for my daughter I see."
"Is it that apparant?"
"Yeah, it is. So what is she like now? I haven't seen her in so long......"
"What can I say? She's beautiful. She's intelligent. She's witty, a great fighter, a great cook, and she's great in b-"
"ALRIGHT! Enough! I never should have asked. Damn, youth. Ya always have the same answer. I said the exact same thing about her mother. Just watch yourself okay? So, uh, what kind of food does she like? I don't have a lot, but I think the returning of my daughter, even for just one night is warrant for a feast!"
"Don't know honestly. I think she'll be happy with just about anything except gully dwarf stew."
"T-bones it is, Ha Ha Ha! Go get cleaned up. 'll send you up something good, you'll look like a prince. Now then, I've got the best dress for Katyr, beautiful satin trim...never mind, you'll see it at diner."
"Okay then, I'll see you at diner."
Within fifteen minutes, a knock sounded at his door. A young knight stood there, a small bundle in his arms.
"Here this is for you sir."
Jorgan thanked the orderly, and donned his new diner attire. Though only cotton, it was a dark blue with black trim, and a black cape.
"I look gay in a cape....."
On Katyr's bed when she returns is a small package. In it, a beautiful black velvet dress, sheer, with dark blue trim, and a note.
"Daughter, I thought that this dress would go beautifully on you, please consider wearing it, because it gives you a good chance to show off to Jorgan. I like that boy, real nice he is......Never mind. It should go nicely with his diner dress. I will send an orderly when diner is ready."
On Kalia's bed, just a note.
"I apologize that I cannot provide the proper attire for you to wear to compliment your friends. Your robes were stunning, I hope it is not rude of me not to provide additional clothing."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
(yay you're back, I like what you did with my 'father' I was waiting for you guys to get out the brandy and cigars! ;) )
Katyr thanked Kalia for the flight and they went to their respective rooms. Katyr admired the dress which was nothing like the pink frilly dresses her father used to choose for her, she was impressed.
*maybe the old man has changed* she thought to herself.
She found the note and read it over *I just knew my father would like Jorgan, damn!* but secretly she was pleased. Things were going particularly well for her at the moment, apart from the impending doom of the blood spawn
She undressed and stood holding the dress infront of the mirror, the dark blue trim looked dramatic against her pale skin and dark wavy hair and she liked what she saw. She put the dress on and struggled with the corset strings "Damn it these things are more annoying than armor!" she turned and tripped over the long flowing dress "*#@!*#!!!"
She headed towards the door grabbing her sword on the way, then realising that it probably wouldn't match her dress she left it on her bed.
She went to Jorgans room and knocked, he answered wearing the dark blue clothes and looking like your typical dashing hero, Katyr melted at the sight of him but was able to control herself.
"Hey we match! how cute" Katyr exclaimed when she saw jorgans clothes "can you help me with these string things?" she asked pointing to the corset at her back "I think I would usually have a lady in waiting, but you'll do" Katyr turned and looked in the mirror at Jorgan's reflection as he stood behind her to fasten her dress "So I hear you went and saw my father, what was that all about?" she asked watching his reflection intently.
[Edited by Katyr on Wednesday, June 20, 2001 1:19 AM]
ooc: WOOOHOOO now we can get this moving again...
Kalia noticed the note and smiled, the man was practical...she liked that. with a single wave, her robes vanished, replaced by a gown with a bodice of silver velvet, the skirt was layer and layers of frothy white, covered all over by little winking crystals.
Aound her neck, a crystal and platinum necklace shone brightly. Her silvery hair was bound in a long braid down her back, with long ringlets framing her face. circling her brow was a slender silver circlet, set in the center with a clear round cut crystal.
Kalia smiled as she studied herself in the mirror, not as stunning as she was in her Dragon form, but this would have to do.Everybody dies, but only a precious few truely LIVE....
Goddess Bless! ;)
OOC: Slowly but surely...No Pyranthas, I'm pretty sure it's college stuff and moving. He'll be back someday, he's a mod. I only manage to get online about once or twice a week, sorry, still slow I guess...
Jorgan smiled and gratefully accepted. Not really knowing how to tie them, he gave it his best shot, the perplexion showing in his reflection.
"He just wanted to...you know...chat."
Finally getting her corset tied to the best of his abilities, he took her hand.
"We'd better get down to dinner. Come on, let's go."
Dragging her out the door, he went to Kalia's door, and knocked. When she was ready, he escorted them both downstairs to the dinner.
OOC: A little imagination about dinner folks...I can't do it, all I've eaten in the last two weeks is top roman. I've forgotten what real food even looks like................:p *licking lips* Ohhhhhh......foooooddddddddd........:p~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
Wow........I can see that nobody else wrote while I was gone all summer! Well, if we want to pick this up again, just let me know, ok?
May the forces of evil become lost on the way to your house
I do I do!!!!!! I'm not so sure about the rest of the group though......I havn't seen Kaytr for a while....oh well I'll keep an eye out!Have you ever stopped to think then forget to start again??? :(
Goddess Bless! ;)
.....um....any hope on reviving this one?? hehe....Katyr and Pyranthas are back...why not?????Is there some meaning to this life?
What purpose lies behind the strife?
Whence doe we come? Where are we bound?
Through each day, each lonely night
We long to find the splendid light
That will cast a revelatory beam
Upon the neaning of the human dream
(ooc sure.... just give me time to read over what I was last doing cause I have no idea)
Wow, talk about buried in obscurity, isnt this the same story that i was in before i left?, with katyr and me and pyranthas and kalia if i remember. does anybody have the origanal archived?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I wish I did it would have been great to keep.
Something that I noticed, just a little quirk, is that this thread only has 5 posts in it and it is a "Hot Topic"
I guess we're just that good......:p~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I guess so. I wonder what happened to the rest of the thread?
Ya cant view it cuz this thread is from a long time ago... I cant remember how old of posts you can see by changing your settings, but I think I have it on the longest setting.
Filtering out the old stuff, I suppose. :DDeath smiles at a man, and all a man can do is smile back...
Some of the posts from threads were deleted to increase storage space, i think, this happened a wee while ago, not sure.In life there is torment...
In death there is passion...
and In chocolate there is yummy badness...
Woah...what a weird place... I'm bored, how about you guys?"Well, when one has no one, nowhere else one can go! For every man must have somewhere to go. Since there are times when one absolutely must go somewhere!" - Marmelodov | Crime and Punishement (Fyodor Dostoevsky)
Woah...what a weird place... I'm bored, how about you guys?"Well, when one has no one, nowhere else one can go! For every man must have somewhere to go. Since there are times when one absolutely must go somewhere!" - Marmelodov | Crime and Punishement (Fyodor Dostoevsky)
Eliar Swiftfire appeared with a manly poof!
Well, that would have happened if he was still around.
But since he was gone...
He, naturally, did NOT appear with a manly poof!
"Ha! I never contradict myself, actually."
-Dark Elf Damien
"Quoting me mockingly in your signature. Real mature. Grow up."
-Dark Elf Damien
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