The Prophecy

[Lady_Siren]

Nalia watched the man leave with a feeling of sorrow for his pain. Damn her brother! she looked at the new man who was tapping her shoulder. She didn't reply to him she just probed his spirit to make sure he was one of the heroes. She did the same to the other man who approached her. Afterwards she sighed at least she didn't have to go searching for the heroes. "I'm sorry for the summons. Please have a seat" she motioned to the table she had tried to guide the other man to before he went berserk. "I didn't know who I was looking for exactly only that they would be in this tavern so it was just a general call. I need your help, all four of you including the young man who left. We will have to deal with him in a bit. For now let me explain what I need from you" she sat down and took a deep breath "Long ago an oracle who has never been identified forsaw a great disaster. He wrote a prophecy that wasn't found until this century. The prophecy told of an evil that shall sweep across the lands killing the spirit of the world. However the prophecy also spoke of the heroes with spirits to strong to contain. Believe it or not you are those heroes and this darkness has already begun to spread. Soon the people will begin to lose their will to live, their hope and love will die and the world will be barren. This happens to pave the way for a great evil to conquer and change the world as we know it. You three that man that left and I are the worlds only hopes" she sat back finished with her story and awaited their reactions.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Edric

Edric tried to listen to the woman seriously, but now that she had finished he could not hold it to himself any more.
"What the hell? The next time you try to pull off a stunt like that, you better have a more believable excuse or I'll gut you like a pig, you foolish woman!" he said, angry, but still as controlled as ever. He stood up and turned on heel. Before he walked off, he turned back to Bogar.
"If you're still interested in my aid, meet me here at noon tommorow."
And with that, he stormed out of the tavern.

 

[Darklord]

Bogar

He sat there, stunned really, stunned that she would be so bold, and so stupid to use such a line to get someones help. "Miss" he said after Edric had stormed out "I don't know what you have been drinking, or whatever, but thats a pile of horse shit if I ever heard of it. I have better things to do, like earn a living, so if you will excuse me.." "(Fate of the world, I'm a glorious hero, yeah, right, my ass by the gods..)"he said under his breath as he walked over to the door. Soon he was walking to go find a clean inn to wash and sleep in to meet Edric tomorrow afternoon.

 

[Lady_Siren]

Nalia watched the men leave with a sadness in her heart. How could she expect them to believe her. She wouldn't have believed it herself except she knew that it was true. They would come around, they had to! If they didn't... NO she shook her head she wouldn't think negatively. She had sensed a bit of belief in their minds, a part of them knew that this was true that part just had to be awakened. But how? She stood up and brushed herself off and looked to the other man who sat quietly watching her "I am going for a walk, if you wish to help me and if and only if you truly believe meet me here tomorrow morning" with that she turned and left. She froze the moment she stepped outside. Her brother was near by... she turned and gazed to the east towards the forest and could almost hear him breath. Their connection was very strong, it had always been that way. She closed her eyes against the pain of losing the brother she had once knew. Pushing her pain aside she straitened and headed to the city temple.

Satanius

Satanius's head shot up when he suddenly felt the cool breeze. His sister was close and for a moment his old self hoped she was alright but that didn't last long before the darkness filled him once more. He had ordered the man Preston to come to him. He must discuss a job he had in mind. He clasped his hands together a malicioussmile curving his lips. Things were looking quite good , quite good indeed...

 

[Roughneck]

Preston

Preston followed the servant out of the town to the outskirts of the forest. Preston knew Satanius was close, the chill in his bones confirmed it. As they neared the outskirts of the forest, the servant stoped, then turned to Preston. " Bow before my master" comanded the servant. Preston looked around and saw nothing, then turning to the man responded, "Piss off, I see nothing and my time has been wasted enough as it is" As Preston turned to leave, a force shot threw him, slaming him to the ground. Preston strugled to get up, but as he tried, the force again shot through him flinging him threw the air. As Preston lay there, trying to collect his senses, a voice rang out. " You dare to not obey an order, do not test me tonight Preston" The voice sent chills down his spine, his body froze at the sound of the voice, for he knew now that he was before Satanius.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Edric

As Edric walked through the now darkened streets of the city, he felt yet another pain in his head, not completely unlike the one he had felt from the girl. But he knew it was different. Darker, and strangely more powerful. He knew there was no resisting, and he soon found himself stumbling from the city and towards the nearby forest. Soon he reached the outskirts, and saw the man who had gone berserk earlier, as well as another man. And then, as if from nowhere, the man he knew flew through the air, and then once more, battered to the ground twice by an invisible force. And then Edric felt the presence of Satanius, and it sent a chilling and wholly unusual chill to his heart.

 

[Darklord]

Bogar

He kept moving, regardless of the sudden pain in his skull, that told him another summoning was being used. Instead, squinting against the throbbing in his skull, he finally chose the inn he would stay in, The Wandering Wastrel, and going in ordered a non-flea infested room, and once there went about getting a bath, and then some food in the common room.

 

[Morgoth]

The man flew out of the shadows, staff whirling, and brought it down on Satanius. He stood before him an imposing figure. No longer did he appear wiry and thin, but instead he stood fast against a chill wind, muscles bunched up beneath his cloaks, showing through. "Begone, O Lord of Darkness! Know who you look upon, or need I tell you how many evils have fallen to my staff and sword? Know that your time is not yet here, but I am becoming quite tired of this world, and would not much care for fulfilling ALL of my requirements!" boomed the man, and Satanius looked upon him with a glower of hate. "Oh, I know you, and for killing all my brothers in darkness I hate you. But your time will come! Along with the others! AHAHAHA!" he bellowed out, then in a swirl of red light, dissapeared.

 

[Roughneck]

OFC: WTF????? Hold on now, I am kinda lost here. I though Morgoth's Char was chased by wolves, then he went into the bar for a drink, now hes jumping out of the woods, and giving some whoop ass to Satanius???? Im sorry about sounding like a prick on this, just thought Satanius was a bad ass, and would take more then a wonk to the head by a staff to scare him off, hes pure evil. Well, was just wondering, guess I'll try and work with it though.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Edric

Edric watched on in confusion as the figure of the Dark Lord appeared and dissapeared once more at the sight of a staff-wielding man, and one he had seen in the tavern earlier. The other man had disappeared also, but Edric had not seen him go; now, the only ones in the clearing before the forest were the guy who had gone berserk earlier, and the staff-wielding guy. This was getting too confusing, and Edric wanted answers. He stepped out from his hiding spot and made his way to the others.
"Hey! What's going on here?" He said, slowly sliding his long sword from its sheath.

 

[geri]

Sara

OOC: Sorry, had computer problems. Hope it's not too late to get into this thread.

IC: Sara watched what had gone on in the tavern and had left right after the man who had tried to tear up the tavern. Something about this situation intrigued her. Watching from the shadows she witnessed other men leaving and mumbling about heroes and a story only to have the woman pass her on her way to a temple on the outskirts of the town.

As Nalia passed Sara felt a pull from the woman that confused her and she left watching the insane man to follow the woman instead. For some reason Sara was being pulled toward this and she had to find out why. Walking silently as if she was tracking an animal for supper she followed the woman who seemed to be right in the middle of everything. She was determined to get some answers.

 

[Lady_Siren]

OOC: Morgoth Roughneck is right Satanius is to stong to be chased away by one man. He is the worlds imbodiment of evil .. and the only thing that can hurt him is a specific crystal so please try to tone down on your character

IC: Nalia entered the temple and headed strait to the alter. She looked up at the goddess her gaze filled with sorrow. "Why" she murmured "Why must life be so painful" she knelt and bowed her head in prayer.

Meanwhile Satanius stood in front of Preston when another man arrived and Satanius felt power radiate off of him. He was a hero... then he sensed another presence and felt a staff stike him. He wanted to laugh at the feeble attempt to hurt him but instead he looked the man and sensed another strong spirit. There were to many a the moment. He was still weak from casting the spell. The last thing he needed was to be weakened furthur. So with a glare of red he was gone.

 

[geri]

Sara

Sara followed the woman to the temple and kept close as she knelt down. Hearing her plea with the goddess she felt drawn to answer though she did not know why.

"Because that is the only way a warrior knows his true strength," She said quoting a well known barbarian saying even as she did not know why she did.

"Life was never meant to be easy. If it was easy than there would be no reason to live. Only by overcoming that which life gives you can you truly grow into the person you are destined to become."

 

[Roughneck]

Preston

Preston slowly got up from the ground, stagering about he tried to get his bearing's. He looked about and saw the foolish man who had interrupted the meeting between Satanius and himself. he looked at the man, andger and hatered in his eyes. " You stupid fool " growled Preston, as he pushed his way past the man.

Preston made his way back into town, his mind still not in focus, his body quite sore from earlier. As he came to his home a chill came over his body, he sensed the presence of Satanius. As he steped into his home and closed the door , a great force came over him, slaming him to the ground. Preston moaned in pain as he felt the presure being applied to his body, slowly the presure was relaxed. As he looked up he saw the dark figure of Satanius sitting in the corner. " I must say Preston, I love what you've done to the place, its quite cozy for a man who is damned.

Preston slowly rose to his feet, makeing his way over to Satanius. " What happened back there, who was that" asked Preston. An evil laugh escaped Satanius, as he flicked his fingers and the room lit up. " That was a fool, did you realy think a man such as that can defeat me" Satanius paused, lighting a pipe, then continued. " I knew he was there, so I took it upon myself to project an image of myself back in the forest." Satanius grined, a slight laugh escapeing his lips. " I greatly enjoy toying with people, let them think their strong, so that when I crush them the pleasure is greater." Satanius motioned Preston over to a seat witch he made apear out of thin air.

"Please sit Preston" said Satanius, as he took another puff from his pipe. Preston, takeing the set, sat down. " what do you wish from me Satanius" asked Preston. " Satanius was amused to see Preston so concerned, he enjoyed torment his poor sole. " I need you to do me another favor Preston" stated Satanius, still puffing on his pipe. " But I already got you that young women you wanted" interjected Preston. " No you fool, I don't need another women for a sacrifice" Satanius's tone now had changed. " I need you to do something far greater, and in return I will take the curse off your sole for good" The words shot hope throught Prestons heart, "Free" " Free from this curse" these thoughts filled his mind, and a slight smile crossed his lips. " Yes Satanius, tell me what you want done and I will do it" stamered Preston. Satanius nodded, aproving of Prestons choice. " It's quite simple Preston, join the group you met at the tavern, and when the time comes. . . . kill the female named Nalia"

Preston was floored by this request, but he knew what had to be done. Preston nodded with exceptance to the request, but the look on his face showed doubt. " fear not Preston, I will release you after this is done" said Satinus as he rose from his chair. Satinus moved his hand and a set of viles apeared on the table across from Preston. " Those should keep you in order Preston, make sure to use them wisely, hate to have you die because of wasted anticts, as what done in the tavern tonight." Satanius paused, then smiled, "Those viles are whats keeping you alive, dont be foolish." with that said, Satanius disapeared before Prestons eyes. Preston slumped in his chair, and began to cry softly. He hated what he was, but more over he hated what he had to do to live.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Edric

Edric put a hand to his head. Everything about this night... was all wrong. Just hours ago, he had been travelling with the Lion Hearts, and now...
It was all too confusing. Disregarding the other man, Edric sheathed my sword and began to walk back in the direction of the town. Right now, he just wanted to be alone. He needed to think.

 

[Darklord]

Bogar

He sat in the inn's common room eating a dish of beef and potato stew. Every so often he would take a pull from the mug of wine in front of him, all the while his thoughts ran in circles. "So, I'm being called upon once again to be a hero, I know how that always turns out, at least it only cost me an eye the last time." he thought angrily. "But, the man Edric said we should meet and discuss further our options on this trip, he seems good enough, and I sense no evil on him. Hmmm... thats what I'll do, I'll meet up with him at the tavern, and we'll head north and get some things to sell, yes, that would be good." he remonstrated himself.

Sighing at now being full he got up from his table leaving a couple of silver pieces for the serving wench, and stretching he went upstairs and getting out of his clothes and setting his sword near his bed, and a dagger under his pillow, he promptly fell asleep, and so passed the night...

ooc: For thread's sake Morgoth. You are not superman, you are not god, you are a mere mortal with nothing special about him that can just chase away the ultimate evil, so get on the band wagon and be human for once in a thread.

 

[Morgoth]

The man strapped the staff to his back, then staggered. "Must have rest. Must have fire", he groaned, managing to slowly move to the inn. Once inside and in his room, he lit the fire, and with a sigh of relief, stepped inside.

OOC: Come on, isn't his identity not so secret now?

 

[Lady_Siren]

OOC: sorry everyone life got hectic but I"m back now!

IC: Nalia stood up and looked at the woman who had spoken. Her eyes widened when she recognized another spirit. "You , you are one of them as well" she stepped closer to the woman "But there is something.." she shook her head "never mind. I suppose you wish to know what the hell I'm talking about?" in a short version Nalia explained herself to the woman. "I doubt you believe me, none of the others did but nevertheless they will become the heroes, fate doesn't let go that easily and the same will be for you if you choose to ignore your destiny" Nalia bowed her head "now I must prey, join me if you wish"

 

[geri]

Sara

Sara was confused about what the woman was talking about. One of them? One of who? But she did not speak as the woman told her tale. When she spoke of destiny Sara smiled and said,"I am Sara and I am a barbarian maid. If there is anything we believe in it is our destinies. I have been following mine for the last few months and if I have found it with you than so be it. I will not falter from the path that fate has set for me no matter if it brings my death."

She shook her head at the offer of prayer. "I pray to my own gods and when I feel it necessary. I shall wait for you outside. When you are ready than we can talk further."

With a half bow she left and walked from the temple to stand at the entrance looking out on the night.

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Edge

The raid was over, and the enemy slaughtered. Possibly all of them were killed, and if not, only one or two had survived. I hadn't bothered to count bodies, or to ask how many we were attacking in the first place. In fact, I'd only struck one down personally, which was a good total, given how many of us had attacked. Thirty men fighting less than fifteen? Even given that the others were mercenaries, like myself in fact, two to one odds are certainly hard to handle, especailly given the sneak attack while they were sleeping and the fact that they were in the open, giving us the chance to surround them. Not one of my proudest moments, but it paid well, that is, so long as they came through with the money, an issue I'd been forced to take the poor end of in the past, in order to save my own neck.
I waited for the group to seperate a little, the thrill of the battle gone as time moved further into night. The leader, whose name I had forgotten (unprofessional, I know, the my memory wasn't always the greatest), was standing to one side, apart from the others, looking over two bodies laying near one another, both dead, and neither of the group we'd attacked, the Lionhearts.
He seemed to be displeased with having lost thejm, but for some reason, I was certain I misunderstood those feelings.
What I did know for certain is that only one more of the raiders was with him, which meant if he intended to kill me instead of paying, I could probably get away.
I eased up to him and said, "Sir, about the issue of my money..."
He glanced over to me irritated.
"I believe one got away," he said.
I didn't care. My job was to fight not ensure the success of the mission...I did my part.
"I was hoping to be on my way..." I added.
I took hold of his sword's handle.
SHit, I thought. Should have guessed.
He drew the weapon, pointing to the ground. "Perhaps when this one is found...then your money..."
I didn't wait for him to finish. I gripped the handle of my own sword tightly and broke in, saying, "This man is not my concern. My money is."
He stared back at me, then resheathed his sword, and turned to face the other man who stood there.
WIth one eyebrow raised, he asked the man, "What we discussed...?"
THe man nodded, drawing his long sword from his belt. I stepped back, letting go of the sword at my side and reaching over each shoulder to draw the two short swords from my back. He lunged, and I parried with my left, turning quickly and backhanding with my right hand, swinging low and severing the man's leg at the knee.
He fell, and I looked around, seeing others hurry over, and the leader step back, giving them time to get there before attacking.
I couldn't wait. I turned and ran off toward the woods nearby, moving down a slope and disappearing into the trees, hearing the footsteps of men following me from behind...

OOC: Let me know if I have to change this...I used the raiders who attacked Edric, so if they have some other purpose, I can EDIT changes in if necessary...
Oh, and I know I'm the new guy, but...Morgoth, really man, ease up on the hero routine a little...Konan isn't in this one...

 

[Dark Warrior]

Edric

OOC: I don't think the bandits were going to play any further part... at least I had no plan for them... so that should be fine.

IC: Praying was not something Edric did often. Generally, he was a man of war, and that was all. But he had found that always when he felt unsure of something, temples would help, even if it was not divine intervention, it was at least a peaceful place to think. And now, with everything he carried being all he owned, and no-one left that he knew well, he was completely unsure of his next course of action. And so he found himself heading now to the city temple.
As he pushed open the door he saw the crazy girl from the tavern kneeling, praying. Edric's brow knitted together when he saw her, but he strode forward nonetheless. She was still unaware of his presence, and so he stopped where he was. A proud man, he did not believe in kneeling, not even for the Gods, and as such he stood where he was, legs slightly apart, hand on the hilt of his sword, and closed his eyes.

And then the vision hit him.

All around him was black, and all that seemed to exist was Edric and the woman before him. She was beautiful, but beneath her skin Edric could sense the presence of great power. She seemed oblivious to him, her eyes closed, and she was humming a tune of some sort.
Edric opened his mouth to ask something, but found he could not talk. However, the woman's eyes snapped open and regarded him with an intense gaze. Her otherwordly blue eyes seemed to stare straight through him.
Edric could not tell how long she looked at him; it could have been mere seconds, or hours. But she only said one thing.
"Do as she says."
Edric once more made to ask something, but found he still had no voice. However, in answer to her question, the woman changed form, taking on the appearance of the girl Nalia, and then everything faded away.

Edric's eyes snapped open, and he shook his head, placing one hand to his temple to steady himself. He regarded the woman before him, silently, trying to decipher what had just happened.

 

[Lady_Siren]

Nalia slowly became aware of his presence. She bid farwell to the godess and stood. She turned to face him a kind light in her eyes yet shrouded in sadness. "I didn't not take you as a man of faith but then again I know nothing about you.." she tilted her head slightly "except that you are one of the heroes I seek. But of course you do not believe" she shrugged. Her gaze met hers and she sensed confusion and uncertainty in his gaze "Is something wrong? Did something happen?"

 

[Quiet_Cool]

Edge

Moving through the trees, I could hear them behind me, traveling in a group for the most part. I could stay ahead of them given that. They made too much noise. Far too much noise.
The question was: Where the hell was I headed?
I moved as quickly as I could, dodging tree limbs that hung low and trying to stay where the woods were thick enough to hinder those who followed me. They wouldn't move individually to find me...they wanted the group advantage. That was going to save me, i was sure.
After running for almost twenty minutes straight, I saw a clearing ahead, where the trees had thinned enough for me to see the landscape ahead.
A town, not much further ahead, no doubnt where the man the leader was so concerned about was headed,or by now had gotten. I'd worry about him later. One man was better odds than those that followed me.
I moved quickly down through the trees, my feet dancing carefully over stumps and vines and fallen limbs as the group that followed me clamoured through the trees. How had they beenso silent on the ground above? I was appalled at the difference between this chase and the careful atack they'd been a part of earlier.

OOC: Well, they're chasing me to the town, and they know that you've escaped them, Dark Warrior, so if we can find a part for them, they might be of use...otherwise, we can have them call off the chase and head back...

 

[Roughneck]

Preston

Preston slowly got up from his chair and made his way to a closet at the far end of the room. With a deep sigh he opened the closet and began to remove his equipment. He laid his finely made chain Tunic on the table, the light from the fire glitered off it. Next he grabed his studded leggings, along with his chain mail gloves. Laying them on the table he grabed his helm, and looked at it. He smiled slightly as he looked at it, memorys of past battles ran through his head. He held the helm in his hands and looking into it said, " One last quest my old friend, one last battle and we can finely be free. Laying the helm down, Preston removed the final items from the closest, along with a decorative Heater Shield, and a superbly crafted katana.

Preston began to clean and repair his equipment, makeing sure all was prepaired. As the morning sun began to rise, eraseing the shadows of night, Preston steped outside. He was fully equiped, except for his helm. The rays of light shot of his mail, giveing a fasle glow around him, as he made his way down the street, people stoped and staired. His image was overpowering, leaving many in awe. The man who was but a drunk the night before, walked into the Tavern a warrior. Preston laid his shield on the table and motioned for the Inn keeper. " Find me that women that was here last night, let her know I wish to speak to her." The Inn Keeper just stared, not beliveing the transformation of Preston, the man stumbled back and almost fell. Then turning around said, " Yes sir, I will get her for you." With that the man was gone, replying to the request Preston had made. Preston closed his eyes, and began to grab a few winks of sleep while he waited.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Edric

"I believe you now." I whispered, still a little unsure, but my mind mostly made up.
"What was that?" She said, but the look in her eyes gave away the fact that she had already heard him, but did not believe her ears.
"I believe you. I will travel with you now. As for heroes... well, I've never been known as that, and I still don't consider myself one: but I do now know that my destiny is intertwined with your own. And the others: they must come as well. I understand now." I pulled my sword from my sheath, and let it bathe in light for a moment. "My blade is yours, milady. But nothing more. I will fight for you, or with you, but I will do no more than that. I think... I think that that is my duty." I offered the sword hilt to her. "Please, milady... I can feel the power within you. If you would seal my sword with your Mark, that shall confirm our bond."