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wizardboy
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Look ma!..a glowing ball...
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posted April 25, 2002 06:23 AM |
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a portal opened and a pack of elementals of mixed ort came out of it.
Wiz lunged through the portal at last few steps and found himself in a forest somewhere.
few of the elementals turned back to slow him down but was knocked back by Wiz's magic.
the leader, a storm elemental threw the boy in the air and was held suspended by magic, but realising his mistake too late, Wiz already jumped in mid air to catch the boy, but a lightning bolt hit right into Wiz....
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somewhere else in the forest
the lightning bolt caught the part of Lith's and Dunco's attention and without a word they all left for the destination of the scene
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Wiz's body felt paralysed. he would've controlled the elemental no problem with the help of the ring. he curse the B***H who stold it from him. he tried to counter the spell by waving gestures but moving even his fingers seemed too much trouble. Chanting counterspell wouldn't work either. the only sound that comes outof his mouth are sound of pains and agony. He thought and concentrated very hard at the leader....
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arriving at the scene the party leapt to help the two but was halted by Lith.
"GET DOWN!" shouted lith in as silent a voice as he can manage without being heard."we dont' want to be noticed, besides do u know who he should help, the human or the elementals?"
the party stopped at their track and thought very hard at the question.
somehow the humans look rather familiar at this distance...do he know them...?
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invisible forces striked at he storm elemental and the force that held him was loosened. Wiz still held in mid air pulled the boy towards him using magic and both of them flew straight for the portal closing it behind the two as the left leaving the elementals behind...
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"how can this be?" asked the wizard in dunco's party to no one in particular "he cast those spells only using his mind..."
the party looke at him puzzled..."so?" they said in unison.
"wizards are classified in three classes: the hand wizard, the word wizard and the mind wizard."
"the novice of them all the all, the hand wizard cast spells through movement of his hands to create magical gestures that allows them to summon the magical powers to cast the spells." he started in a lecturing tone
"the second, the word wizard commands his spell by simple words, and the last the most, and only the most talented wizard are able to command spell by using only the power of their mind. leveling a city to dust by just thinking about it is one example. many wizards spend over a millenia to master this skill and still fail...and yet that ...that boy...he is marely a fully grown adult able to ...." he left his words staggering unable to continue his sentence...
"you know what?"looking at lith "that boy do look a bit familiar"
Lith looked blankly at Dunco...
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Maniac
Disgraceful
Famous Hero
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posted April 25, 2002 08:32 PM |
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Andrew walks up to Dunco.
"I'd like to lend you my help but could you please send one of your men with a letter to my father? I realise you need every man you have but I assure you that my prowess is at least not weaker than some of your men or maybe even stronger."
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SirDunco
Responsible
Supreme Hero
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posted April 25, 2002 10:22 PM |
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"Ok I will do so. Don't worry this messanger shall be there within 12 hours.... Biurt come here...This young man needs a message delivered for his father...could u do this for him?"
Biurt nods his head in aporval and Andrew hands him a note...Biurt then mounts his horse and is gone.
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Maniac
Disgraceful
Famous Hero
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posted April 26, 2002 06:21 PM |
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"Thank you. Now I will be more than glad to accompany you."
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Conn
Responsible
Famous Hero
God slayer
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posted May 03, 2002 11:19 PM |
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The three stepped out in the road, waiting for the caravan to come closer. Conn turned tothe others and said:
"Stay on guard. Keep your hands close to your weapons, but don't make any kind of sudden gestures. Olwen, stand behind us! "
"But..."
" Don't argue! You're much more usefull if you stay in the back and cast a spell. Dargoth or I ar much better fighters than you anyway! " his voice left no room for objections. Olwen stood behind them, but she was not happy at all.
The caravan was drawing near, the wheels of the carts squeeking loudly. They stood in the middle of the road, not making any movement. As the caravan approaches, Conn feels something is wrong. He looks at the first cart in the caravan, and he realizes what's wrong...those are not horses that are pulling the carts! Those are creatures from the old books of the crones! Those are nightmares, hellish images of horses, black as oblivion, and hooves of burning fire...
Then the nightmares looked at them, and they were all frozen with terror. They couldn't make a move, and were soon surrounded by zombies and imps. Working toghether...
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wizardboy
Known Hero
Look ma!..a glowing ball...
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posted May 07, 2002 08:08 AM |
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back to the tower...
the vortex closed up as soon as the pair hit the ground making a groan coming from the two...
"come on boy, we need to get u to the Archmage as soon as possible...but first we need to find the old man...now where did he say we was again...."
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Oldtimer
Honorable
Supreme Hero
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posted May 08, 2002 02:13 AM |
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...in the Great Bazaar of the White Tower...
The old man throws an object across the bar. The barkeep ducks and prepares to run. Unlike others who are in awe or ingnorance of the old one's power, the barkeep has known the oldman for centuries and is well aware of what he is capable of. Now he fears for his life as he realizes his great mistake.
The oldman rises to his full hieght, the power starts to crakle around him. The others in the room become aware of an new danger and the barkeep tries to calm him down. "So sorry...My mistake...I didn't get your private stock to the wench.."
"DON'T TELL ME THAT THIS MILKSHAKE IS MADE FROM MINOTAUR'S MILK! That is not what I want to hear. I taste it and assume that it must be but DON'T YOU TELL ME YOU SERVED ME THAT SHE-IT!"
"I'm sorry! I'll go send her for that cattle stuff you like, just calm down, please."
"CALM DOWN!!!!CALM DOWN!!!!!"
The barkeep knew that he needed to take control, "Yes, calm down. I would hate to have to ban you after all these years."
"Ban me?" asked the old one, "But who would make my ala mode pie? You're not going to ban me." The oldone seemed to get control and appeared as normal.
"You know I would never ban you, where is your newest vict...eh apprentice?"
"I sent him on an errand, he should be done by now but he hasn't tried to seek me...speak of the dark one, he is seeking me and I haven't been paying attention." The oldone touches his temple, "There he should be able to find me here. Now would you plaese get me something to take this foul taste out of my mouth."
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"Zzzz...Zzzz...Zzzz..."
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Cat
Honorable
Supreme Hero
Gonna Get Dirrty...
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posted May 12, 2002 10:16 PM |
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On the road
Olwen isn't scared but she certainly is mildly annoyed. Getting regularly captured never improves anybodies mood. Especially not when a couple of firey horses are glaring at you...
To add insult to injury, she was now being shackled and manhandled into a filthy cart but a group of skeletons.. she just hates skeletons.... as she is removed from the gaze of the nightmares, she spits on the nearest imp out of pure spite. Hanging around with a barbarian and a minotuar has undone the years of deportment lessons her father payed for. The imp looks angry and pokes her with it's fork. Great, a yokel imp.
She looks at the others. They have all been stripped of their weapons... but she still has the dagger in one of her boots and a few tircks up her sleeve.. the cart rumbles off, taking it's reluctant passengers with it.
With Dunco's Party..
Ffion stands to the side and draws an arrow onto her bow, hidden in the shadows... like many people not used to her dissapearing acts, they seemed to have forgotten her presence.. but that was okay.. for now.. at least they wouldn't give the hidden assasin away is her skills proved nescessary.. they would begin tracking soon...
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Lith-Maethor
Honorable
Legendary Hero
paid in Coin and Cleavage
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posted May 13, 2002 12:06 AM |
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[in the woods]
...Lith and Moonshadow walk in front of the strange group... the rest of the Five, the half-elf Andrew, Dunco's men and the Pack are roaming together for the last week... most members of the group are unaware of the great changes around them... others like Andrew and Ffion have their own agendas and show no interest for the great events... the elven warrior stops, kneels and whispers something to the gray wolf...
- now go...
...in the meantime, back with the bulk of the group, Andrew and Dunco are talking about something, so do Romana and Vaho... Gea, Knightmare and Breg Carag are joking and Cirion is enjoying the company of Sell Aer... Dunco's warriors march used to the forest and the Pack checks the perimeter
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Conn
Responsible
Famous Hero
God slayer
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posted May 13, 2002 11:24 PM |
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The three were bound up and shackled in one of the carts. Conn was silent, as he was trying to understand what happened.
The un-dead are working with the devils, horses from a madman's demented imagination...something is going on...
He turned toward his friends and saw Olwen in a corner, anger showing clearly on her face.
" Easy there, girl. No point in getting upset over what happened. We'd better think of a way to escape."
"Escape?! We're chained, surrounded by dozens of imps and skeletons, the horses are not really horses..." her voice started low, but she was now yelling the words. "And you! You had to stand in the middle of the road, didn't you?"
He saw there was no resoning with her now, but he could understand her feelings.
The caravan kept moving, slowly, creaking...In time, they reached a strange city. A dark and firy city, full of undead and devils.
There was a crack in the canvas of the cart, and through it,Conn could see this necropolis, it's spiraled towers reaching high in the sky, seemingly proding the sky with a needle of darkness. It was a strange mix between death and fire, and ruins of old houses stood next to huge temples dedicated to fiery deities.
On the streets, skeletons and imps were the most numerous, and also the loudest, since they were almost always squabbling. Devils walked next to ghosts, and thre-headed dogs roamed the aleys, like the descendants of the guardina of hell, the cerberus. Conn heard a noise over head, and when he looked up, he could barely see a bat flying. To his amazement, the bat turned into a human-like being, right before his eyes.
This was a strange place, and Conn was wondering why they had been brought here.
Suddenly, the carts stopped, and imps and skeletons started pulling them out of the cart...
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Cat
Honorable
Supreme Hero
Gonna Get Dirrty...
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posted May 13, 2002 11:45 PM |
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In The Necropolis
Olwen continued cursing every one and everything around her very loudly, and with extreamly colourful lanuage she had learned from her father. The Imp which was trying to make her co-operate at present was being told that it's father was the son of a retarded camel and it's mother was a pigeon with dubious personal hygene.
Appart from anything else, the loud verbal abuse appeared to confuse the undead hordes.. they were used to captives screaming, but not screaming profanities. This could be useful... She roles her eyes at the others and surprises a passing vampire attempting to get a quick bite as it retied her hands with a slap round the face.
Eventually, they were all forced underground, into a network of catacombes beneth the surface.. a crudley draw sign outside read 'Prifon'.
In The Woods..
Sensing no further danger, Ffion sad down a small distance away from the others. She had never been very good with people, and that sometimes upset her. She always tried to do good, and find a just cause to fight for but she never really seemed o be present, really.. probably why she could hide in shadows so well.
It occured to her that for once she may have beenwrong. This band of people seemed to have several separate agendas.. she didn't know. Maybe they weren't the cause she was looking for...
She sat down, removed a small harp from her sparse belongings and began to play quietly.
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SirDunco
Responsible
Supreme Hero
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posted May 14, 2002 02:06 AM |
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Sir Dunco sees Ffion by herself and away from the others. He says to Andrew," Hold on please. I'll be right back to you."
He gets up and walks over to Ffion. He sits down next to her.
"What seems to be the problem? Why aren't with the rest of enjoying yourself while you have the chance?"
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Conn
Responsible
Famous Hero
God slayer
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posted May 14, 2002 11:08 PM |
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The three were proded into a cold, dripping dungeon, and chained to the wall of a cell. The chains were fastened to the wall, and not even Conn's iron strength could brake them. They were tied around their hands, feet and neck. Conn found that he could just lie down, which he did. He looked at Olwen. She was calm, which puzzled him.
" What's going on with you Olwen? You were about to shatter my ears back in the cart, and now you look as if you're expecting to meet the king of fairies..." He thought that maybe she was in league with the necromancers, but put that thought out of his head quickly. She hadn't given him any reason to believe that.
" Don't believe everything you see, barbarian..." she gave him a quick smile. " Sometimes, the most fragile things can prove to be the most resistant..."
He was puzzled at her answer, but didn't have time to think about it. Two imps came into the room and unchained him. He couldn't do anything but follow them, since their spears would have squered him instantly. He turned to Olwen and said
"I'll return. Just take care of yourself meanwhile."
Dargoth was still dazed from the nightmares' spell and he lay chained in a corner of a room.
Conn left with the two imps, wondering what's going to happened next....
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Cat
Honorable
Supreme Hero
Gonna Get Dirrty...
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posted May 14, 2002 11:20 PM |
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In The Necropolis Dungeon....
Olwen watches the door being closed by a grining skeleton. It watched her for a while untill she told it that it's marrowbone jelly would look great in dogfood. The skeleton looked uncomfortable and turned away.
Good, now she was unobserved. Out of sheer stupidity, they had failed to search her, had chained her hands in front of her, and hadn't put any anti-maigc wards on the dungeon. Well they were asking for it..
She concentrated hard untill the dagger in her boot floated up in front of her, and with her palms open in front of her, was able to bare the locks to the tiny pick. Shortly, she had freed herself. Amatures.
She unlocked the chains on her feet and picked them up, moving to the door
-Hey! Boner! Over here!
The guard came towards her and she smashed it to peices with the heavy chains. Then, with no remorse or expression at all, crushed each bone into powder under the heel of her boot, and blew the dust away...
At The Camp...
Ffion looked at her new companion, surprised at the question.
-Well... I don't really know how..
She set the harp down beside her.
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wizardboy
Known Hero
Look ma!..a glowing ball...
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posted May 17, 2002 02:16 AM |
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schwarzmeerburg...
"where is my daughter!" shouted the duke at the top of his lungs
in the Ivory Tower
"come on kid...let's find the old man he has lot's of explaining to do..."
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ACC
Adventuring Hero
Enemy of the Efreet
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posted May 20, 2002 05:43 PM |
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Many years have passed since the dark end of ACC's war with the efreet. The synthesized clone had managed to lead the refugee army into defeat, giving orders that led to the wipeout of the army. However, Artemus had begun to suspect the false identity of the genie and was kidnapped. ACC had to watch his best friend suffer and die right before his eyes. He swore revenge, but could do nothing, as he was imprisoned still, to remain by Matthias' side forever. The efreet delighted in torturing their prisoner.
But all was not lost. In spite of the agony he felt, ACC was growing stronger and wiser day by day. With the breakout of magic wars and the emergence of new guilds, Matthias, along with ACC, had been learning new forms of magic, and both grew very powerful over time, but all he could do was wait, and hope he would soon be rescued. Soon Matthias would pay for all he'd done, and ACC would finally have his revenge.
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Oldtimer
Honorable
Supreme Hero
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posted May 25, 2002 07:54 AM |
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...in the Bazaar by the white tower...
The mages are starting to choose factions. Most believe that they are still archmages and can master any spell, but this quantum shift of magic is cutting off the spells that these oldtime mages have taken for granted. Healers and clerics are the first to embrace the unique magic of life, while the necromancers take to death easily. The clerics leave to give aid to the victims in this multiversal calamity, while the necromancers leave to gain advantage from the vast number of victims. These two groups were never friendly in the councils but now their animosity is in the open.
The call of nature overwhelms the druids and they flee to their homelands to commune with nature. They will soon find their spells have been diminished but they will all come to realize that their new summoning powers will more than compensate for the elemental magics.
Wizards and Warlocks are all that are left in the great council. These two groups have long been at odds but the Archmage calls them together in council.
"WE WILL HAVE ORDER IN THIS COUCIL!" comes the amplified voice of the archmage. People being to settle down and take their seats. But one remains standing. The burned and singed clothes and smoky smell eminate from this mage. His body is a mass of healing burns and their is no hair on his body at all.
"I shall no longer bend to your order." calls out Jerome, "I have paid the price of my obediance to you! I will no longer be your attack dog."
"What lies are these?" replied the Archmage.
"No need to cover up your crimes, the oldone has already cast me into the pit. I have paid the price and accepted the trial of flame. I am now the Warlock of Chaos! I control the flames! Armageddon is mine!" He waves his hands and calls down a fire of pain. The mages crowd around each other taking potions of healing and protection. "Join me my brothers and feel the power! Power we are meant to control, and use as we see fit!" The warlocks move over to Jerome and leave into the fiery pit.
"We must maintain the order of magics. Brother Wizards, prepare for battle, learn these new skills and magics. We must control these fools before they destroy all." The Wizards went to their books and apparatus delving into the new magics that they now control.
An oldman comes up to the Archmage. "You should have listened to my warnings. You always thought too highly of yourself. We need to work together in this, but know the magicians' council is at an end."
"No Grandfather, not an end but a new beginning. I guess I am not an Archmage anymore but I will retain the title until I master these other magic forms. We will restore Order to it's proper place of dominance, mark my words. But I feel that you still master all five of the new forms, how is this?"
"You know that I predate these scisms. I will not loose my knowledge, as much as sometimes that I wish that I could. Go organize your Wizards, you will need all the help you can get. But remember to recruit the Djinn, they will prove to be a powerful ally now that they have defeated their enemies. I can feel the power coarsing through my Djinn even though I have not seen him in a long while. Now if I could only get ahold of my apprentice..."
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"Zzzz...Zzzz...Zzzz..."
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Darion
Promising
Famous Hero
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posted May 26, 2002 04:43 AM |
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Jacen stumped around the forest, sensing his way around the trees and various obstacles in his way. Ever since Naana had put out his eyes, things had never been the same. Being blind was hard to get used to, but after a while he realized it helped him to appreciate the smaller things in life. In addition, his magic had exploded in its power and potential after he became blind. He had never felt power like that before... what he had known before had been insignificant compared to this.
Feeling with his magic, he found the perfect wild geranium for his garden. Carefully shifting the soil around it, he lifted it up whole and placed it gently in the pack he carried with him. As he stood up and brushed the crumbs of dirt off his hands, he sensed somebody. Bringing writhing tendrils of magic to bear, he turned to where he sensed the person. The person said "Jacen of the elves, I come to speak with you in peace."
Jacen's sightless eyes flicked over the forest clearing. He said agitatedly "Who are you, and what do you want with me?"
The person said "I am the Archmage of the White Tower. As you might have known, there has been a shift in the magic. Our elemental powers are failing, and the ethereal forces grow stronger. The forces of the necromancers is the strongest it has ever been, and there is dissent between the mages of the council. Yet, your magic alone has been unaffected, and we would invite you to join our council, to bring back order and safety to the lands."
Jacen's eyes hardened with anger. He said "You meddling wizards, putting your nose where it does not belong! Where were you when our queen died? Where were you when the princess had to flee defenseless into the barbarian lands? Where were you when my eyes were destroyed and I was crippled to this prison of a body? And now you come before me and ask to join your pathetic crumbling council of squabbling old men?"
The Archmage shifted uneasily. He had expected this sort of reaction, but was prepared for it nevertheless. He said "Jacen, I am sorry for what has happened. I cannot change that. However, we have word of what happened to Kila, and a plan that needs you in order to bring order back to the elves."
Jacen stared and said "What happened to the elves since I have been gone?"
The archmage said "They fell to the barbarian invaders. They now serve in their ranks as slaves, archers of the sylvan army controlled by the combine powers of life and chaos. They fight alongside beasts, the elementals, phoenixes and sprites of the conflux, and others."
Jacen asked "What has happened to the rest of our allies?"
The Archmage sighed and said "The centaurs serve in a different sect of the barbarian army. They alone have autonomy, for they were the ones that betrayed the elves, let the barbarians into the lands. The gold and green dragons have fled the elven lands into distant countries, for they would rather die than be enslaved by men. The unicorns have been pressed into service by the barbarians, but the pegasi riders, dendroids and dwarves still fight against the barbarians. It is a losing battle, even with the combined forces of our council and the remnants of our armies."
Jacen was silent for a moment. Then he asked "What is my part in this?"
The Archmage hesitated for a moment, then said "Walk with me Jacen...."
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wizardboy
Known Hero
Look ma!..a glowing ball...
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posted May 26, 2002 12:12 PM |
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Still in the city of the Ivory Tower....
...several twist and turns led Wiz and the boy into the quieter part of the bazaar...
when wiz was about to knowck, the door, the door opened...
"i was expecting you sooner. what took you so long?" said the oldman
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ACC
Adventuring Hero
Enemy of the Efreet
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posted May 30, 2002 04:50 AM |
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In the day to day grind that ACC suffered through, but endured, the young genie's mind wandered to ways out of the mess he had gotten into so long ago. He would have to destroy the ring that bound him to Matthias, but he knew that such powers could not be tampered with or destroyed so easily.
However, the efreet, after much time, had begun to take the ring for granted, and despite the apparent increase in power both ACC and his rival experienced, Matthias had not given a thought to increasing the strength of the bond and ACC, realizing this, began to formulate a plan to get free from his rival so he could regroup and return later to crush the efreet for good.
535 weeks into his captivity, an unexpected chance arrived. Matthias and company, ACC included, had just returned from another guild of advanced magic, and was unusually confident in his abilities. While Matthias was entertaining some friends, ACC knew the time for action was near. When the cocky efreet raised his hand for a toast, ACC sprang into action. Forming a strong psychic bond on the ring, the genie succeeded in quickly removing the ring. With great effort, he destroyed the ring and the bond was broken. ACC flew off like a shot.
Safely out of the fortress and into the forest below, ACC turned to see if he was being pursued, though he already knew the answer. Matthias, not far behind, led a small contingency of efreet warriors after his escaped prisoner.
"AFTER HIM, DONT LET HIM OUT OF YOUR SIGHTS!!" Matthias screamed, thrown into a frenzy about the escape.
Not soon after, ACC knew that there was no escape, he was surrounded and would soon be caught. He soon began to feel regrets about this and wished he had planned beyond the disbonding.
"There he is!" and soon a swarm of efreet was all around him. ACC ducked and prepared for the worst, but a vortex opened overhead and a hand pulled him through, the portal closing afterwards. He was safe.
ACC found that he was in the Tower of the Magi, a place he had longed to visit since his capture. Before him stood his master. The old man seemed to have aged well.
"Come with me ACC, we have much to discuss, much has happened while you have been gone."
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