
Elynviere 1-
Stand FIRM
FirZ, ran to the far hillside and gasped for air next to a pond. As FirZ
regained his strength he peered on into the pond. To his suprise, it was
slowly beggining to fill up with blood, and from one direction too. He
follow the direction to the foot of a Knight. He jumped back in fright
(He was fresh out of a humnilating onslaught, and has lost his son and
army/empire. EVERYTHING BASICLY!) Thing's were not to get better, as the
dark looking knight approached him.
'I know your pain FirZ'
''What dyo know? Who are you anyway....SIr?''
''I am the messenger, of the great uprising of the second age. Remember
the tales, of knights and armies marching down the hills of Azatanium,
leaving nothing alive in it's tracks. I led that army. Although as time
went on, Man, elf,Dwarf and the other master races soon learned our
magic and bannished us back to the depths of hell of which we were
spawned. The Elves were never always Immortal. The angel TaZal awarded
them with immortality, and the named them the diplomatic race. As they
saw things before their time, and learnt to set it straight without
using the means of war.I am here to aid you FirZ.''
''Aid me? In what...My life is ruined. I cannot go back to the Orc
steppes of Orcantium. I will be thrown to the Pitharz (Wolf like bears.)
Like a dirty raw peice of meat. No, I cannot go empty handed. If you can
help me gain victory under MY! Orcish banner. Then, maybe you can help
me.''
''Ahhh, yes you see. That is exactly why you were destined to come here.
You are the link. The Link between my armies and this planet. If you
allow me to come back, I shall grant you the magic of Hell. You will be
able to breed your own armies. Imagine, 20,000 FirZ marching down the
battlefield to meet their new undefining glory.''
''What the fuck are you on?''
''Weed, ehh...I mean. SHutUP! Ehhh hemm...I am the wandering spirit's of
the remaning army. I have no body yet. Though soon I shall fade away
into banishment. You must seek the Prolific Axe of Jagerium, with that
you shall become invinicble. Take a few orcs with you and visit the
Caves of TaZal. The birthplace of all Earth Magic. They're in-lies the
book of the living. From that you shall be able to grant a gateway
between both worlds. Although. I must warn you. The powers of Heaven
have been known to stop all who have entered that cave. Although before
you do this all. You must fill a golden goblet of your blood, then come
to me and drink it. Then you shall be ready (and immune) for any task
ahead of you. go FirZ. Go redeem yourself. (FirZ run's off into the
hill's) Aww.. is he gone? Finally. WHAT A BASTARD!
(back at the palace)
Sir, news has poured in that all lost Elven tribes have re-united and
joined you in this cause, as have the shattered Dwarfian Clans. The
humans though are too far for contact. They are relectunct to talk
aswell.
(A minstrel hurries through the room of Gerals towards Xion. Sir,
(kneels) I have grave news! The one who we call FirZ, has led a small
army up to Mt.Azatanium in to the cave TaZal. He's gotten the book and
kill the Angelic guardians. People are murmuring of desertaion. Although
the other's are talking of no going back and are standing firm. We must
do something win back the people? Xion Godsmacked by the report. Decides
to ask his elusive band of highly elite hunters (his old army when he
was back with his Uncle) to go hunt FirZ out. The Armies must be
assembeled as ORcantium must be hit. |
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