[EliteZeon]

-Still Daylight during this interaction, as such, it is taking place before Grunth got Ogrenapped, etc...
Btw, did you guys hear about the kidnapping in Orlando?... Someone Woke Him Up! Ahahahaha!!!
.... Ok... back to your regular narrative of The Impending Tides.-

Kagura was holding tightly onto the two dead bears... some men and women smiled at the knowing of plenty of fresh meat to feast upon, as she lashed on ahead to drop off the bears. Some men still gave off the comments on her extremely small outfit, and slender body. Yalsara ran up took a good look at them both, and grabbed a knife, as other men came near to help skin the creature.

Killrrhubarb was standing silently, gazing over their direction... the look of his eyes gave off a slight telekinetic message that he was in need of a party. The new comer thief was feasting upon a large bowl of soup, as the bird-like man was spotted nearby... being a new comer, it is more likely both wishes not to fight, or wished to be independent among themselves.

"How can we help?" Lance's voice broke through Kyo's mind.

"Everyone's favorite plant man is in need of friends to help him head West." Kyo said as they settled down in the town... and opened a sack of fruit in the center as children rushed in first for the sweet snack.
"I have a team of five heading North... how though, I am not too sure on how we will get past the mountains. Texts describe it taking months to reach Port North Rune... another major trade city ruled by the Dwarves. Either way, I have enough people in my team, so I will need you to head on with Killrrhubarb... tomorrow, once Samantha has fully recovered."

Samantha was still limping a little with her casted leg, as Kyo stood up, and walked next to her... his arm tattoos glowed red again, and he let off a Mending Touch.

"The decision is that of your own," Kyo said to Lance and his girls.

The men and women started to cook the dead bears on top of a fire, as others began crafting clothing from their fur and hides. Kyo walked over to Killrrhubarb.

"That Avian is seeking for a carpenter for a table... you might be able to convince him to head with you to the Greenleaves area, as the elves are excellent craftsmen for all things that stand the tests of time."

"Those drows with you..." Killrrhubarb started.

"They only know how to make good clothing, armor and weapons unfortunately..." Kyo replied.

Lorachu ran up to Kyo, and grabbed his hand, then dragging him inside the tower with the other guild ladies.

[Yeti]

Daris tried to get up but failed, he could barely move. He had to wait for a couple hours.

Daris had finally regained his strength and continued on to find the human and ogre. He headed towards the town, to the north west. As night fell he was not sure what to do, It was getting cold fast and he didn't have anything to make a fire with. He walked for a short while until he saw a campfire and tent, He rushed over to see a old lady with an assortment of odd things and a staff. "Shaman" Daris muttered

"Why yes boy, come over here, I think I can help you...." The Shaman said in a odd tone, And Daris was surprised that she could hear him mutter something for feet away.

"Yes?" Daris said.

"Daris Moonring, I can help you find the artifact you seek."

Daris stumbled back and stared at the lady in a mixture of shock and fear "How do you know my name?! And what I'm looking for?!"

The Shaman chuckled "When your one with the winds, your mind can be read by anyone that can read the winds, now do you wish to have my help?"

"Yes I would, but what would I need to do in return?" Daris said, still not completely trusting the shaman, But its his only chance to find the sword.

"Your journey is a noble one, But I ask for the Key to the Pass after your use with it is done." The Shaman said.

Daris sat down by the fire and said "Agreed, now where is this key?"

"Inside the Empires capital city, Inside the temple of the Underworld." The Shaman said.

"Ok and how do I exactly get there?" Daris asked.

"It is a days journey to the south, But even if you were to get to the gate, The city dose not allow outsiders to enter." The Shaman said.

"Then how do I get into the city?" Daris asked.

The Shaman chuckled "Why, the same way you made it to the desert."

Daris thought of what the shaman said and took out the scepter, to realize it changed, There was now a orb of wind spinning and staying in place, and now it had runes, glowing white.
"But last time I used it I was seriously affected, I bet by the time I recover I would be found." Daris said

"Ah right! This should help with that." The Shaman said as getting some type of thick fluid out. "Now, give me your arm."

Daris hesitated but then rolled up his sleeve and let her hold his arm. The shaman started to paint a symbol on his arm with the fluid, it had a slight stinging sensation. The Shaman then put her hand over the symbol and spoke a carnation, with a small flash the symbol started to glow.

"There, this should help you control yourself and be less affected while being one with the wind." The Shaman said.

Daris thanked the Shaman and held onto the scepter, concentrating. With a flash of light he was suddenly flowing with the wind, going south to the city.

[killrrhubarb]

Killrrhubarb, listening to what Kyo had said about the avian wanting a carpenter, approached him about traveling to the east with him to get an elven carpenter, and to help with his journey to get the artifact.

"So, Xela, I heard that you are in need of a table, and the elven craftsmen are the best you can find. If you want to journey east with me and help me get this artifact, I will go to one of the elven craftsmen and get them to build you one for a very cheap price. The elven people are not like humans, so they do not require money, but they do like getting paid in food. Anyway, do you want to go with me?"

[ProMetaAnaTelo]

Charles opens his eyes in the darkness.

"What...?"He feels his arms and legs, realizing he's not dead. Sitting up, he sees the flame of a lantern next to him. Charles looks around the room, lit by firelight. It's some type of catacomb, almost. He wonders how he arrived down here.

Charles grabs the lantern and examines the room around him. There's a single hallway out, and nothing else. As he walks down the path he hears someone mourning. Goosebumps rise in the silence.

He's not alone in this strange place.

"Hello?" He calls out.

The lamenting ceases and silence rings in Charles' ears.

"Who?" the voice returns.

Charles navigates some more and enters a large with multiple swinging blades whipping back and forth. A man sits in on the small platform that connects to the... Charles realizes the door behind them had disappeared.

"What in the world...?" Charles mumbles.

"They got you too?" The old man asks. He, too, has a lantern.

"What is this place?" Charles asks.

The old man explains what this odd place is.

A man brought a treasure into the desert a long time ago. A sword that gave life to flame. He hid the sword at the bottom of an oasis in the desert. Then another man came and retrieved the blade many years later. The man declared himself king and ruled over with his flaming sword always by his side.

After countless years of his tyranny an old shaman placed a curse on the man, leaving him to live for eternity. The immortal king outlived his kingdoms many times.

Finally the king realized the evil he had caused and called out to the gods. The man left his kingdom and the gods removed his spirit from his body, turning him into an abomination.

His soul was immortal and he was cursed with immortality. He constructed a dungeon deep underground and buried the key far away. The king sealed the blade in the dungeon where nobody could find it.

He slowly fell to madness and his people gave him the name: The Unresting.

People decided it was time to put him out of his misery but when they tried to kill him his curse spread. Eventually he claimed hundreds of souls, all becoming an unresting spirit like him. They wander the desert, hopeless and separated from their soul for eternity.

Every soul that was taken is placed in this dungeon where they are stuck forever and cannot die.

The man in front of Charles had been here for fifty years, never venturing farther than this spot.

Charles looked at the blades and noticed a small opening on the other side of the room.

A doorway.

[Yeti]

A short while later Daris had returned to his physical form on one of the rooftops, near the cities wall. Looks like he would have to make his way across the city. As he dropped out of the air he suddenly collapsed and started to roll, Looks like the mark didn't completely work. He rolled down the roof and fell of the building, at a sudden moment he regained his strength and grabbed the edge of the roof. Daris, hanging off of the roof, noticed 2 guards patrolling the street below him, armed with crossbows. Daris was screwed, if he dropped down to the street he would get hurt and the guards would probably kill him, and he didn't have enough strength to pull himself back onto the roof, and to add to all that the guards would eventually spot him and shoot him if he could even stay hanging.

Earlier, at the hideout of The Anga'Bathi, the Rebel group against the empire, A message from the shaman is recieved, speaking of a travelor that can assist in tonights raid on the inner city. The message spoke that he would appear on a rooftop of a building near the cities gate, and the group's leader assigned Samir to meet with him and lead him to the hideout. Samir was a Sand gnome; one of the few left. He was short, had pointed ears and triangular jaw, he usually wore a hood and had skills with a bow and in the magical arts. The sand gnomes were that genrations ago lived with other gnomes, at the edge of the forests near the northern mountains but had migrated to the desert. When the empire came to power most tribes of gnomes were hunted and few remain today. Samir's goal was to stop the empire and to avenge the fallen gnomes. Samir made his way to the building he was told to go to and waited on the top floor near the windows, observing the streets below.

Daris had little strength left and the guards we walking towards him, He always imagined he would die trying to get treasures, he just didn't expect he was going to die getting treasures for someone else. As his grip slipped he felt tiny, but strong hands grab him, pulling him through the window into the building.

[ProMetaAnaTelo]

"So... what happens if we die in here?" Charles asks.

"No death. You just reappear. Pain still exists, though. Such horrific pain."

Charles shakes his head and looks down into the darkness below. He looks up at the swinging blades. "Have you tried crossing?"

"I have reason to believe that the drop down is eternal. I dropped a piece of brick down and didn't hear it land."

Charles runs his hair through his head.

Whumph

Charles swings back and forth on top of a blade. The top is flat and provides fine gripping for hands. He climbs up and wraps himself around the beam connecting the blade to the sealing. The pendulum whips back and forth across the room.

Again he flies across the void below and catches onto the next blade. Charles continues this stunt across the room and lands on the other side, almost losing his lantern into the abyss.

"Wow..." Charles sighs. "Look at this!" He waves the lantern back and forth to the old man. He looks apathetic towards Charles' endeavor.

Charles continues through to the next room.

There are two people in this room, a woman and a child. They gasp at the sight of Charles. "Another..." She begins to moan.

The sight of the child trapped forever in this tomb saddens Charles. Quickly surverying the room he takes note of the tiles that make up the floor.

After a lengthy conversation Charles learns that the child was abandoned in the desert and taken by the restless. The woman took care of him in the underworldish dungeon and they eventually crossed the gap within a few years.

The two refuse to cross the gap because the woman's legs were completely smashed by the traps in this room. Injuries do not heal here.

Charles strokes his beard, in thought.

[Alex]

killrrhubarb, on Nov 20 2009, 12:42 AM, said:

"So, Xela, I heard that you are in need of a table, and the elven craftsmen are the best you can find. If you want to journey east with me and help me get this artifact, I will go to one of the elven craftsmen and get them to build you one for a very cheap price. The elven people are not like humans, so they do not require money, but they do like getting paid in food. Anyway, do you want to go with me?"

"It is a long way to go for a table, but I want to see this land. I'll come. I have some food."

Xela began to make preparations to set off, not a lot of work seeing as he'd only just arrived really but he had to transfer some stuff from the cart to a bag. He was excited to see what this new land would be like.

And whether we could go and live there and be great again.

[Yeti]

Daris falls through the windows looks up to see who his savior is, and sees a short, odd looking, gnome.

"Who are-" Daris said but before he could finish the Gnome interupted him.

"No time, quick come with me." The gnome said quickly as he ran down the hall and jumped out of the window.

"Great, an insane gnome!" Daris exclaimed as he followed him, he looked out of the window to see a clothes line right above his head and the gnome on the building's roof across from him, Daris grabbed onto the line and got to the other side. The gnome didn't wait and ran fast. "Where exactly are we going?" Daris asked while trying to catch up to the fast gnome. "The Bathi's hideout." The gnome said, then he reached the edge of the roof and jumped. Daris jumped to, after a while the gnome stopped on one of the rooftops, and suddenly yelled "Get down!" Daris and the gnome quickly dropped as arrows flew by where they were standing. They quickly climbed down the building and ran down the alley, to find themselves in an empty little house. The gnome took a knife and carved a symbol into the ground, and then suddenly a trapdoor appeared and opened, Both Daris and the Gnome climbed down.

"Welcome, to the hideout of the Anga'Bathi." The gnome said

[ProMetaAnaTelo]

After several minutes of thinking Charles decides to check out what's going on in this room.

He kneels just before the middle-most tile and slams his lantern down. Nothing happens. He steps onto it, hesitant, but realizes that this spot isn't trapped. He kneels down again and slams it on the tile in front of him. Nothing.

He kneels down, two tiles in, and slams his lantern down once more. There's a loud click and the tile shoots upwards as a ceiling panel shoots down and the two blocks slam into each other.

Charles feels the adrenaline spread through his body. He looks back towards the two at the entrance. The woman has a worried expression.

Charles would lose a hand if he didn't pull fast enough.
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Malice reaches the ocean. It's black and dead fish rise to the top, rotting. The dark fluid that Xavier injected into the sea a day ago had taken it's toll. It was doing it's job. Soon any life that existed beneath the water would be dead.

Malice climbs off his horse and raises his hand, chanting an incantation. His horse melts into a black dust and Malice guides it into the black water. He speaks more of the incantation and it reforms into a metallic boat.

Malice steps in and utters more of the ancient Balovian magic, summoning two minions from the metallic landmass to serve as oarmen.

They paddle off from the black continent towards the mountains.
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Xavier attends to the purification of the ocean. All the water in sight now is as black as the abyss. As black as the night sky.

A whale surfaces, dead.

Xavier clicks his metallic legs on the spire. The Sitnaltins would soon feel the toxicity of the poison that Xavier releases.
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Charles steps onto the other side of the room. The child looks at him from the other side, slowly making his way across via the same route Charles took. The boy embraces Charles, crying. The child was tramautized after crossing death. The woman on the other side wept silently, waving.

"I'll take care of him, miss. I promise." Charles picks the boy up and walks into the next dark corridor.

[Gandaf007]

Killrrhubarb walked over to Lance, Rachel, and Samantha, to tell them what would be happening.

"We'll be heading east soon, so you three should make an preparations you must."

Rachel and Samantha went off to do whatever they needed to do.

"Aren't you going to go do anything?" Killrrhubarb asked Lance.

"I might pack up on some food in a few minutes here, other than that I don't need to do anything. I just want to sit here for a few moments and get my head together. This shit has been pretty crazy, if you ask me."

"Just be ready soon, Lance." Killrrhubarb replied.

This post has been edited by Gandaf007: 23 November 2009 - 01:57 AM

[EliteZeon]

-This turn takes place before Charles got sent into the Restless Plane, etc...-

"What is it?" Kyo said as he was surrounded by the four girls.

Lorachu, Elvandria and Yalsara gave a dirty and mean look. Kagura was relaxed, as Kyo simply had no idea what to suspect... he gulped... he knew he was in trouble. He had faced Fallen Gods, Undead Liches, Wraiths, Demons, Gigantic Monsters that could swallow an Army whole... But the knowing of one or multiple girls mad or upset of him in anyway overpowered all those forces, and is driven as his worst fear.

Yalsara spoke first, "Kyo," she began as he cowered himself behind his bare arms. She shook her head and face palmed.

"Everyone is leaving, as they have figured out where to go... but we are still stuck here, waiting on your plans." Lorachu said.

"We are heading to Port North Rune," Kagura responded.

"But that's at least half a month's stroll away from our location..." Elvandria said.

"Kyo has it covered... believe in my master." Kagura said.

"Get into reality! He doesn't!"

Kyo thought as the four girls began arguing... they were right, he has no plan right now. How can they reach Port North Rune quickly? Flight would perhaps be the best choice, or teleportation. However, this world has no stable usage on Teleportation. A portal is doubted to be anywhere close, and they are most likely not to lead there.

A ship perhaps can sail them around the mountain and to the Port... yet the seas to the west don't feel stable... and it may take even longer to reach the Port going around the mountains without the winds with them... Dwayna might not have enough power to do that here yet... and she has already answered his prayers enough.

Kyo took a look towards the Western wall, a vein of white light stretched among it, shaped in various glyphs and pathways. One reached onto the floor and seemed to flow past under it... Perhaps to the Library? Kyo shook it off.

"He has a flying sword... the Asuran Wraith." Kagura defended him during the argument.

"A flying Sword? How safe is that?! A how is going to hold everyone?" Yalsara spoke back.

"Well it is kinda big... but yeah... it won't be able to safely hold everyone... point taken." Kagura said.

Kyo let his mind wander again. The World of Pangu was where he obtained the knowledge of riding on enchanted swords. The ability of flying through the skies is sought among all, to be a sign of divinity. As such, in Pangu, the knowledge was shared, when he had reached a higher level of Spiritual Cultivation, and allowed his mind to control the swords. Only the Humans rode on Swords there. The two other races, the Winged Elves and the Untamed had their own means of flight. Winged Elves, as their name hints, they were blessed with wings for flight at birth. The Untamed, animals that have taken human form from their ancestors reaching Spiritual Cultivation prior, are able to ride on Flying Animals easily when they reach that level.

The Human flying swords varied in size... some in that of a regular blade. Others in ridiculous sizes that looked more similar to space ships than they did to swords, his own sword, being one of them. Yet, due to the trade and exchanges between the worlds, Kyo had his blade smithed by the Asurans of his home world Tyria, and enchanted by the Cultivation Masters of Pangu. As such, it has two forms, one of the flying blade. The second, it changes into a mechanism for land transportation. The Asurans called it a Enchanted Bike... almost like a motorcycle back in that one world...

Ah, the ladies love both the Asuran Wraith's Sword form and Bike form ... Those Untamed girls are really beautiful in that world also... their animal ears and tails... so soft... I should return just to flirt with some of those girls again...

Kyo snapped his mind back to reality of the argument.

"We fly..."

"On what? Your Sword?!" Lorachu yelled.

"No... I got it..." Kyo said. He glanced over the West Wall again and looked at the vein of Wind Magic and looked in one of his journals. He flipped through it and the quickly closed it as he rushed down to the library as everyone followed him in.
"I got it alright!"

This post has been edited by EliteZeon: 23 November 2009 - 04:17 AM

[killrrhubarb]

After Killrrhubarb had made sure that Lance and the others were getting ready, he went to the tower were Xela was already waiting to leave. Killrrhubarb went up to him and told him:

"Lance and the others will be ready soon. Are you sure that you have everything?"

"Yes", The avian replied.

"Ok then, we might as well leave today then, as soon as they are ready. I thought that they might need some sleep but they seem sprightly enough"

"Alright" The avian replied. "But what of you? do you need to bring anything"

"No, I don't need any possessions. My food is the dirt and my weapons are my fists."

A few moments later, Killrrhubarb turned around and saw that Lance and his friends were ready, so he beckoned them over.

"We will leave now. Hopefully we will make it to the end of the mountains by nightfall."

[ProMetaAnaTelo]

Bannon wrote and spoke:

"4-26

"Merryn. I have so few words to describe the feelings I have. She's so ungodly beautiful. May Paros guide me from his heavenly throne to do what's right.

"I've never felt this type of emotion before. I, being a man of intellect, didn't consider binding myself down with feelings like these. I love her. Merryn. What a beautiful name for such a dazzling woman.

"Keeping my mind on my studies has proved to be much more difficult now that I've been speaking to her. This lack of commitment is dangerous now that I've come so close to the conclusion. So close to introducing this new, modern magic into the world. I only hope that they are ready for it.

"I'm dedicating the remainder of the week to my experiments and nothing else. This should provide ample time for my findings to blossom as I know they will.

"I must tell her I'll be busy."

Bannon Luvustov stood and wiped sweat from his brow. He held up a drawing that Merryn had drawn for him. It was a stunning recreation of a swallow. The same they had fed earlier that day.

Bannon blushed, remembering his sweetheart. Once his experiments were over he'd ask her to marry him. He knew that she loved him and he knew he loved her.

Tapping his leg and keeping the beat of a song, he laid his head down outside under the stars.

"Merryn." He cooed.

[EliteZeon]

There it was! He read it many times, but not until now it finally laid that stroke in his mind.

It has been a long suffering, but things have seemed to calmed down for now. We hope to resolve this before he goes on another rage.

From our journey, we have collected the Jewels of the Geo, Aero and Pyro... all that now remains is that of Hydro.

We must cross over the mountains and head north. The Sea holds the City in which the Treasure of Water lies.

Sitnalta, however... has no precise location. We have, however, heard there was a larger gathering at Port Cliff Wind, made by fleeing Dwarves, Drows and Elves. It has been embedded with Runes, so it is impossible for the magics to penetrate it, it has even been perfected and sighted to be able to provide better protection than that of the capital. It has been nicknamed Port North Rune with this.

In anycase, (name is smeared), whom has written the more "Poetic" verses of this book, and carvings into the Tower, claims to have come from there, and that trade and contact with Sitnalta is regular. As such, you can learn of how to locate the area with a device.

This should be easy... unfortunately, it takes a half month on foot to reach the port. We must hurry before his rage kicks off again... so the Monks of the temple, along with the refugees are helping us to create a grand ship to be enchanted by the winds and fly us there. Cabecho has been able to figure out a design best fitted with the magic, and be able to hold a small crew.
(The name has been torn off), Fist of the Five.

_____

The ship has been completed! We are to set for the skies, among the members of my Tribe and their wings. I have not much to say in this bit, however, we plan on leaving the ship in the base of the Mountain Church, for the future generation to use in the case of his rage.

With the magic of Earth and Metals, in particular, we have created something to last a million years.



Myrd Brokenfeather, Wing of the Five.

Kyo rushed through the library, as the girls followed him. Kyo scrambled through, and saw nothing. He ran along the walls, and noticed a small air of light behind a large book case. Some civilians were in the library doing their own things... they stopped and looked right at Kyo's doings.

"What is it?" Lorachu said.

Kyo ignored her, as he pushed the heavy bookcase aside. His chest and arms pulsed red from his enchanted tattoos. He stopped and looked forward to a half damaged glyph, glowing with the white light of winds. He placed his hand on it, but nothing...

"There..."

"What is it?" Lorachu repeated.

"Hand me some chalk."

"What is it?!" Lorachu yelled.

Kyo looked at all the girls, as Kagura held out a piece of chalk. His eyes seemed amazed and mesmerized.

"This is the pathway to an Airship..." Kyo said. Everyone in the room returned a look of awe and disbelief.

[ProMetaAnaTelo]

A week had passed since the incident. Bannon continued to weep for his only love.

He had no idea what she had been doing nor why she was touching his experiments but they backfired. The entire house had spewed out metal, coating everything nearby with thick metal.

Bannon salvaged a few experiments but not much had been saved.

His experiments were not safe for them. For anyone. He used what research he had done to create a shrine. A place to hold Merryn's metallic body until he had perfected his magics enough to rescue her. He sealed the tomb after vowing to return for her.

Bannon was young, but his studies would require much more time than he would have to perfect. Bannon perfected and perfected for twenty years. After dabbling in a bit of nercromancy he decided the only way to have more time was to place his soul into the metal he worked on.

Once he had sacrificed his spirit he became one with the metal. His existence was spread through the metal. He named the metal that carried a fragment of him "Live" metal. If live Balov could touch any dead or non-living Balov then it would quickly change into its living state.

Bannon grew old and knew that his time was running short. He sculpted one body, live metal as a skeletal frame and used necromancy to add flesh to it. This creation became sentient. Bannon was two at once.

Then Bannon grew ill and died. His new existence introduced his research into the world. Now that he was almost literally in the hands of the world he had become immortal.

[Yeti]

"Um, what?" Daris said, Confused by this whole situation.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Let me explain everything." The gnome said

"That won't be necessary, Samir. I'll explain everything to him." A man said while walking up

"Yes, Sir." Samir said while walking away.

"Hello, I am adofo, Leader of the Anga'Bathi." Adofo said.

"Daris, and what exactly are the Anga'Bathi?" Daris asked.

"We, are the Resistance against this corrupt empire, and we need your help."

Daris pondered "Granted, as long as-"

"We have been notified that you need a certain artifact, and we need you to obtain it." Adofo interrupted.

"Any catch?" Daris asked.

"You would have to kill the High priest anyway, and thats what we need, Tonight."

"Why tonight?" Daris asked.

"For months we have been planning an assault on the inner city, its all happening tonight" Adofo stated "This will be our final chance to strike against the empire, and to bring it down, are you in?"

Daris thought, an assult on the temple is just the distraction he needs "Done, as long as I will have assistance."

"Agreed, we will deploy a squad with you, Including Samir. Get ready, the attack will begin in 2 hours."

Daris then got brefied on the plan and went to prepare his gear.

[killrrhubarb]

Killrrhubarb and the rest of the group walked on nearly tirelessly down the mountain, with only the girls in Lance's group complaining about halfway through the day, where he let them stop and have lunch. The avian seemed content with the amount of walking he had to do, and so did Lance. It seemed like they had put in the hard yards before. After the group had lunched, they continued down the mountain until they reached a gully near the bottom. Although Killrrhubarb was content in continuing until they reached the bottom of the mountain and ventured into Greenleaves, he saw that the others needed rest and helped them set up camp. "By this rate, we will reach the Elven country in about seven days" Killrrhubarb said rather grumpily to himself.

[ProMetaAnaTelo]

The people gathered around, hiding behind buildings and other things. Great magicians were ready for any sudden movements.

"Bannon. You're insane."

"I'm driven for a cause." He replied.

"You're a fool, stop while you can."

"I've so much momentum that a wall of iron couldn't stop my stride."

Magic burst. A flame shot over Bannon's shoulder but he rolled out of the way directly into a beam of energy. He lay on the floor, dying as they came for a final stand against him.

The executioner shot an arrow as Bannon stood and took the blow with his arm. Ripping the arrow out he gave life to the arrow and reformed it into a small disk. He launched the disk at a nearby warrior and enchanted his armor and weaponry.

With a bit of chanting the armor condensed and crushed the warrior's body, then removed itself from the corpse and formed into another warrior made completely of metal. It rushed the magicians and killed a few.

They tried to stop him with the magics. Fire, halted by the temperature withstandation of metal. Air, stopped by metal's stubborn weight. Water, stopped by this metal's hardness. Earth, thwarted by metal's superiority as a substance.

Bannon left in search of power. Power to bring Merryn back from the dead.

Power to restore the life she had but was stolen from her. "This is for justice." He said.

[Gandaf007]

Everyone was pretty exhausted except the plant man. Lance helped the girls set up a tent, while he just slept under the starts. Killrrhubarb dug in for the night and kind of shelled up, while the avian jumped up into a tree, which was the last time Lance would see him that night.

*Next day*

It was still pretty early in the morning when everyone started waking up. It seemed like Lance was the last one awake as the other four were milling around camp making preparations for the day's hike.

Lance glanced over towards the girl's tent and saw that Rachel was trying to take it down, without success. The plant man and the avian just looked at him and shrugged. 'Fine,' he thought.

"Hey, Rachel, do you need any help?"

"No," she said with a bit of annoyance in her voice. She then tripped over a stake she forgot to uproot, falling face-first onto the dirt. She rolled over and said "Yes..."

Everyone but Lance burst into laughter. Her cheeks turned red, however Lance just looked at them and helped her up. After three minutes, Samantha's and Rachel's tent were down and they started off once again.

[ProMetaAnaTelo]

Bannon wept at the shrine for Merryn.

Her petrified body stood there, silent.

He had spent years upon years searching and searching for a way to resurrect her from his primitive Balov magic. Then the shrine entrance was sealed behind him. Bannon would not leave for a long time. He was trapped there to regain his strength and recuperate his sanity.

In the passing centuries he grew feelings of hate and malice. The world changed around him, adopting a new language, new magics and new customs. The old metal that Balov was once cast over was now a primitive metal and was replaced by copper, bronze, iron and steel.

Then Bannon escaped. He escaped into a completely different world in which his magic was religion. Bannon had become a god in his own absence. Now he was ever closer to reviving his lost love.

Wandering, Bannon found a cemetery. After research he discovered the people believed in hounds that served Balov. Bannon used his necromancy to spread his nearly immortal soul into the dog corpses, creating Balov hounds.

He then resurrected a man's corpse. He gave him the flesh of a commoner and the look of a priest. Bannon sent him out to warn the people of this new world of a flood from Balov. The people listened and fled into the mountains where Bannon was waiting.

Bannon befriended a hermit dwarf in the mountains named Xavier. He held feelings of rage towards the Dwarven City's government and wanted to rid the world of the city forever. The two paired up, devising a plan involving an intruder to the realm.

Within the next few days the plan played out perfectly. A "Balov Messenger" escorted the otherworldly man to safety and Bannon placed a live shard of metal from his armor into the magician's skull.

Xavier led them to the city after Bannon had given him a new appearance and played the plan out perfectly. Xavier rose to near-godhood in his new Balovian-metal body and destroyed the city.

In return of Bannon's great favor Xavier moved to a mound of live metal that Bannon had placed at the bottom of the Effoc sea. The metal had slowly been expanding, causing a great flood across Balovia and Laicones and Xavier tended to that mound of metal, forming a continent in the middle of the sea.

Bannon released his hounds onto the fleeing people of Laicones, Balovia and the Dwarven City. Now that the Balovians, Laiconesians and Mountain Dwarves were nearly-to-completely extinct Bannon could return to the world knowing that the Great Magics were almost erased from the world.

Bannon set off to find one of the old artifacts that could lead to his destruction and rid it of its existence. Should that happen he would finally ascend to godhood and complete immortality.

Bannon watches the Xavier-polluted sea under the boat wash up against the mountains. He steps off the boat and changes the boat and oarmen into soldiers. Four. The five of them begin scaling the mountains towards the artifacts.
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OOC: Epic post done.

Happy Thanksgiving, fellow Balovians.