War of the Immortals

[Angelus]

Cristian looked at Adriana with a smile before walking over to the demon that was obviously the leader and said, "My name is Cristian and Lokken has told me to lead you as you are the best troops that he has."

"We are the best. We do not need a puny half elf like you to lead us as we will crush all of our enemies before us but if Lord Lokken said that you are to lead us then we must obey your orders- General."

Cristian then turned to Adriana, let out a sigh and said, "This is going to be a very pleasant trip."

 

[poohlive]

"I'm not a general," he said, a bit reluctantly, "I am absolutely no good at leading people, and telling them what to do. I would love to be by your side..."
He wanted to say forever, but he held it back. There were times to say things, and times not to. He figured this was one of those times.
"I don't know about taking the mages though, I mean look at all these powerful people," he glanced at them all. Each had spells up their staff's more than likely.
"I mean, I don't want to sound rude, but it seems like all the mages here have more than enough power to take over... whoever we are fighting against by themselves, why do they need our help, and much more importantly, why do they need generals?"
He blushed, looking at Isolde, "I'm sorry. I was simply ranting, whatever you choose I will follow."

 

[Isolde]

Isolde

Isolde smiled and shook her head. "Garret," She said,"I asked you to be with me because I value your opinion. So tell me what division would you see us lead?"

 

[Ambrosious]

Drak, Jax, and Barnabus

After several long hours of swinging by the neck froma very tall tree, Drak decided to abandon this line of suicide. He grabbed his dagger and cut through the rope in short order. He collapsed on the ground after falling, and twisted an ankle, which only led to his general bad mood.

He had felt the tug against his his mind while he had hung there, and he knew the call well. Barnabus was feeling for him through the ether and needed his help. Something had to be terribly wrong for Barnabus to send out a call for help. Barnabus was the all powerful teacher of the wisdoms, and mages! How could Drak possibly aid his former teacher?

Drak rubbed his neck, then his ankle as he thought about this predicament. He could go to Barnabus and offer an exchange. Drak was still in doubt about the Moderation having been broken. This was going to get hairy. However, if Barnabus accepted his offer, Drak would shed himself of this shell of a body, and leave this plane alltogether. His fondest wish was to die. He was sure he had just discovered a way to accomplish that.

Barnabus looked at the spell and spoke the appropriate words that would release him, Jax, and his property. He was not subtle in the least, for the spell had served its purpose in alerting who ever had cast it that Barnabus was leaving his glade. How long had it been sinse the last time Barnabus travelled? He honestly did not know. It was sometime after the Moderation, he knew that much. How long had the barrier been there? He didn't know this either. Barnabus looked down at his precious spell book and caught the look that Jax shot him. With the Moderation broken, anything could happen. Having a student raise his hand in violence to his teacher was now a possibility. Anything was a possibility. Damn!

Jax looked at Barnabus and never realized that he was looking at history. The only thought that Jax had was how to get the spell book out of Barnabus' hands and into his own. He never thought that such action might lead to his own death. The possibility of a teacher raising his hand in violence to his pupil never entered into play for Jax, for he had grown up with the Moderation and never knew the Mage War, nor the horrible things that were perpetuated then. Jax schemed along, not realizing his time was drawing to a close.

The two men stepped up on to the carpet of moss, which instantly raised itself to a height well above the trees. Jax was a little unsteady, he had never travelled in this fashion, and to look down made his stomach churn. Barnabus said "Climb!" and the carpet went even higher. Several times Barnabus called out his command, and soon the two of them were several hundred feet in the air. The air was colder here, but didn't bother Barnabus. He was concentrating on the task at hand, and on what he had to do next. It did not please him, but he saw no other way. To much of importance lie on his shoulders, and he did not need the distraction that Jax presented.

"Master! Bring us down a little, it is cold up here!" Jax shouted. He was cold, true, but he was also frightened. When Barnabus turned to face him, Jax was all the more scared. The look in Barnabus' face spoke volumes, and none of it good for Jax, he just knew it.

"May your eternal soul find forgiveness for what I am about to do. May the souls of your ancestors find and cherish you on your journey. May the souls of all who have passed before lend me strength for the coming days, and the coming task set before me. May you find peace, Jax, and with your death, may all of man recognize the need for MODERATION!"

With the last of his sentence fading on the wind, Barnabus rushed at Jax. Jax stepped out of the way with ease, for Barnabus was old, and feeble. As Barnabus sailed past Jax, he grabbed the young man's tunic. The two of them tumbled together for about a hundred feet, and Barnabus let go. He watched Jax slowly fade away as he went further and further in his descent toward the ground. Barnabus almost teared at what he had done, as he made his way back to the carpet of moss. It had to be done, he kept telling himself. The moderation was far to important to sacrifice for one boy's life. He climbed back onto the slowly descending carpet, and it stopped it's fall toward earth. The power of the floating carpet came from the magician, not the carpet. Jax, of course, could not have known that, and that served to bring about his death. Jax was not an immortal yet, he would surely die by the fall. Barnabus heaved a sigh, and set out to find Drak. He would need an assistant in the coming days. Someone he could trust. He had to get these fools back to Moderation, somehow.

He would do it. He knew he could, he just needed to figure out the "how".

 

[Morgoth]

Lokken smiled at the confidence of his generals. Then he went to Thrinta, his High General. "Thrinta, see that my new generals are given weapons. Then, lead them through commanding", ordered Lokken. Thrinta saluted and ran off, calling a few gaurds to him. The new generals were called to Thrinta. he stood there, an enormous pile of weapons and armor at his feet. In his hands, he carried hundreds of scrolls. "Pick a weapon, any weapon", he said, pointing to all the engraved and studded and very deadly looking assortment. "Then, read these scrolls. They are a good choice of war options. Call on me if you don't understand anything or need help", he added before running off to take control of his brigades. The darkest priest walked up to Isolde. "Mi'lady, I am the Darkest Priest. I lead the Dark Priests in battle. We are your bodygaurds for eternity and would gladly sacrifice ourselves to let you live", he said, bowing down. Thrinta then walked up to Christian. "Christian, let me tell you that those are no ordinary demons. They were conjured by our lord and therefore only live to serve", said Thrinta, Take advantage of that".

 

[Morgoth]

Lokken smiled at the confidence of his generals. Then he went to Thrinta, his High General. "Thrinta, see that my new generals are given weapons. Then, lead them through commanding", ordered Lokken. Thrinta saluted and ran off, calling a few gaurds to him. The new generals were called to Thrinta. he stood there, an enormous pile of weapons and armor at his feet. In his hands, he carried hundreds of scrolls. "Pick a weapon, any weapon", he said, pointing to all the engraved and studded and very deadly looking assortment. "Then, read these scrolls. They are a good choice of war options. Call on me if you don't understand anything or need help", he added before running off to take control of his brigades. The darkest priest walked up to Isolde. "Mi'lady, I am the Darkest Priest. I lead the Dark Priests in battle. We are your bodygaurds for eternity and would gladly sacrifice ourselves to let you live", he said, bowing down. Thrinta then walked up to Christian. "Christian, let me tell you that those are no ordinary demons. They were conjured by our lord and therefore only live to serve", said Thrinta, "Take advantage of that".

 

[Angelus]

Cristian looked at Thrinta and said, "Thank you. I was trying to think of ways to ask them to obey me but seeming as you have told me that they live to serve I will guide them."

He then walked over to where the weapons lay and looked over them, thinking that he would not need one until he heard a voice come into his head. At first he tried to figure out where the voice was coming from until he saw a sword laying there that was unlike any he had seen before. Its scabbard was pure black as was the hilt. When he looked at it he noticed the silver pommel and guard and moved swiftly to pick it up.

As soon as he did a shock like electricity shot straight up his arm. He looked at the sword before putting it on around his waist then sliding it out of its scabbard. As soon as he did a blue white light shone from the blade, bathing Cristian and the area in it.

Lokken smiled when he saw what had happened and said, "It seems that your weapon has chosen you."

[Edited by Angelius on 01-26-2001 at 10:36 PM]

 

[poohlive]

Garret nodded simply, "Yeah, the ummm... well the mages will do just fine."
He wandered around, picking weapons at random. He didn't want anything fancy, just something besides his hands, and raw magic that escaped from his ever so often.
There, a longsword, a saber, a double edged broadsword, which he would have to practice with, but he knew would be a valuable weapon. He got a few daggers, but only put them in a back pouch, they were throwing weapons, not really for fighting. He also grabbed a few more little things.
Standing behind Isolde he nodded.
"Yes, we are finally ready. I predict we should travel at the zenith of the mountainside before descending upon the fertile crescent and finally overcoming the final odds."
She peered at him quizzically. He smiled, and kissed her on the cheek.
"I'm kidding, we should at least find out where we're going though, it would make getting there a lot faster."

 

[Isolde]

Adriana

Adriana watched Cristian pick out his weapon and what happened to him and she shook her head. "Not for me, thanks," She said,"I dont know how to fight with weapons anyway and I prefer not to learn."

 

[Isolde]

Isolde

Isolde went over to the pile of weapons and picked up a sword. Looking at it, a saddness came to her face as she thought about the family sword it would be replacing. Then she stood up and unbuckled her sheath and ran her fingers over the family crest embroydered in it.

With a look of determination, she turned and hung it up on a branch of a tree. Someone would find it and bring it back to her family. Reaching down and picking up a plain scabbord, she quickly strapped it on in place of it and shoved the sword into it. That and her elvin bow would serve her in the war.

Turning to Garret, her expression softened and she smiled at him,"Yes, I think we are ready now. Come, lets get out of her and on the road."

 

[Angelus]

Cristian walked up to Adriana and said, "I don't think that this sword is meant for me. I have a feeling that someone that we meet along the way will take this sword from me. All I need is my magic and that is all that I will depend on. No, I am wrong in saying that. I will depend on my magic and my friends."

He then looked down at the sword that was sitting on his hip and knew that it looked weird but he also knew that he could not give it up. He looked at Adriana again, "I know that you will not trust me not to use this sword while I carry it but I will give you my word now. I will not use it or draw it until I find the one person that this belongs to."

[Edited by Angelius on 01-28-2001 at 11:23 PM]

 

[poohlive]

Garret nodded, walking up to the group of mages.
"Excuse me" he said politely, "General Isolde would like it if we all met on the road. She wants us to get going now."
He smiled brightly, "Thank you all."
Walking up to the road, he looked at Isolde. She was standing there alone. Looking back, the mages were simply laughing and pointing at him.
He wasn't very good at this at all. That's why he wasn't a general, but an advisor. His job was to counsel and help Isolde, nothing more.
He wondered what was going to happen now.

 

[Isolde]

Adriana

Adriana smiled and hugged Cristian tight.
"Cristian," She said as she stepped back,"I trust you to do whatever is right. You have not dissapointed me so far and I know that you will never do so. You are my best friend, my confidant and my teacher. I wish you had as much confidence in yourself as I do in you. But that will come in time. Meanwhile, lets get going so that Isolde does not suffer any more grief by breaking her promise."

 

[Isolde]

Isolde

Isolde's eyes narrowed as she saw how the mages disregarded Garret. Walking up to the Darkest Priest and said,"Lets get one thing straight. Garret is my advisor and second in command. If he says something than you can bet it came from me and I want it obeyed as if it came out of my mouth."

"If any of the dark priests have a problem with that they can come to me and we will straighten it out-but right now relay the message that they are to look to him as they would to me. And have them obey what he just said."

Her voice was cold and unwaivering and the Darkest Priest bowed and said,"Yes, Mi'lady." Then to Garret he bowed and said,"Deepest apologies, it will not happen again."

The mages were soon assembled and marching out to the road as Garret had instructed and Isolde gently took Garret's arm and lead him away from the others and to a secluded spot.

Looking at him, she said,"Garret...I truely wished you could see the man you are. You have so much potential and so much strength and I only wish that you could look through my eyes for one moment to see the Garret I do. Do not be afraid to go with your instict and act on what your heart feels. You have a good heart and a good mind-use them. I need you to help me in this to get me through this with my sanity intact. I need to borrow some of your strength so that I dont fall apart after what has happened."

"I know you can do it. My heart as well as my mind tells me so. I just wish that we had not been inturrupted before by Lokken's fight so that I could have had more time to let you know how I see you," She blushed a bit at her own boldness but they were going into battle and who knew when they would get a moment alone again. She had to say this-had to make sure nothing remained unsaid just in case she did not come out of this alive. She realized once she had been separated from her family that too much had remained unsaid between them and that she would never have the chance to rectify that situation. She did not want that to happen with this man. Did not want to leave anything to chance with him. She couldnt explain it, she just knew it to be.

 

[Morgoth]

Lokken saddled the fearsome true Black Dragon and lifted up into the sky. For a second, all movement stopped, and a great cheer rose up from the army, showing their confidence in their lord. He raised his sword and pointed west, and the army marched once again. He flew over the troops, surveying the excellent condition and marching order. "Beautiful", he whispered to himself. Then he slowly lowered himself down to Isolde's brigade.

 

[Angelus]

Cristian led his brigade out of the village and smiled. Things were beginning to happen that would bring about the end of this war and he was going to put a stop to it with his own hand. What Adriana had told him earlier was true, he had to have confidence in himself and starting now he would. He turned to the lead demon and said, "Follow me... we have a war to win."

 

[Morgoth]

"Yes, Lord", replied the demon and the whole 225th, the slite fighting force of Lokken, started forward. Lokken meanwhile had landed down beside Isolde and his great Dragon was carrying him as a horse normally would. "Isolde, I wish to express my grattitude for accepting this position. I believe you will be a very able general", at this, his eyes glinted,"Darkest! See that both Isolde and Garret are treated as well as you and I are", he ordered to the bowing mage. Who flew off on his carpet to tell the Dark Priests, the mage lieutenants, who in turn went to tell the different orders of mages.

 

[poohlive]

It was so beautiful. Her words, brilliant, even a poet couldn't have done a better job. He couldn't help but feel something come from her, something magical, something more.
Had they not been interrupted she might have said more? He wondered what she meant, but didn't dare himself to bring it up. She had said enough, more than enough.
"We should get going," he said.
They walked to the front of the troops, hand in hand. He didn't care who saw him, he was with someone who he wanted people to see him with, besides it was just a bunch of mages, who cared what they thought.
He was with his friend. Friend. The word didn't seem right anymore, not to someone as special as her. What other word could replace that though? She would probably know, she was an expert at words.
When he spoke from the heart, it always tripped over his tongue. He smiled at her, this was nice.
Something nagged at the bottom of his mind.
"Isolde, tell me more about this battle we are going to fight."

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: hey poohlive, you've got a big dragon with Lokken sitting on top of it riding next you.

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: Hasn't happened yet, I needed to say that before you got your character in.

 

[Morgoth]

OOC: Oh, okay. Well, NOW you have a big Dragon next to you, with Lokken on top of it.

 

[Isolde]

Isolde

Isolde frowned a bit at Garret's question. "The best that I can tell is we are going up against a powerful being that has destroyed the balance between the good and evil mages. We have to restore that balance."

"I am not sure that just doing away with this monster is going to restore that balance. Something more may be required of us but I dont know what. All I know is that if we do not restore the balance, chaos will reign and everyones lives will be destroyed."

Looking at him, catching his eyes, she said,"And as two people who have had that happened I dont think we would wish it on anyone else."

 

[Cryo]

OOC; Uh... have I been forgotten?

Actually, I have been away from a computer for the last uh..... many days for extrenuous situations, so I fell behind in all of my threads. Can someone fill me in on what's happened since my last post? (I don't have enough time to read them all)

thanks

'The Ice Man

 

[Angelus]

OOC: How could we forget ya Cryo. Basically Isolde has been banished from her home and we are moving out of the village. Barnabus (Ambrosious) should be joining us pretty soon as we need a little guidance as I am not doing such a good job of it. So we are leaving the village as part of the army.

IC: As Cristian walked along he contemplated things and realized how much his life had changed. He was now a powerful mage but now I had no order and I was a general of an army. As he walked along he thought to himself How did all of this happen? What grand design made me who and what I am in all of this?

His hand then brushed the hilt of the sword that was against his hip and he looked down at it. It still felt strange to carry a weapon but in his mind he knew that he had to hold onto it until he found its owner. As he continued to walk away from the village he heard the demons that were following him and a smile came to his face.

 

[Ambrosious]

OOC: Barnabus and Drak are on the way, will post tomorrow AM (Monday). Now excuse me, the Ravens are warmin up, and so am I.