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Avenging_Angel
02/08/2005 6:41 PM

He had been trapped.
Trapped for so long, lost in this place of nightmares and mirrors, trapped by his own reflected insanity. He could not run away: there was no where to run. Finally, he had given up, curling into a ball of anguish, weeping, wanting to die, more then anything else. He had no idea how long he had lain there, lost in the depths of his own madness.

Slowly, slowly, it had begun to fade. The insanity dwindled, like lowering tides, leaving him alone. The nightmares had vanished, leaving him free.
Free to escape.

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Ekarra leaned back on the soft seat, sipping wine from a delicate crystal cup, revelling in the warmth of the roaring fire. The Tower was near the Fargrass plains, thermals from the blistering hot plains keeping it warm, but in the dead of winter, it was freezing.

The unicorn magess sighed, closing her yellow eyes, silver hair blanketing her back. She had lived in this tower for a long time, long even by her standards, five hundred years, since the war.

The sorceress smiled, drifting nearer and nearer to sleep, when a harsh sound rang through the room, and her eyes snapped open, shocked. One of her wards was going off!

She jumped up, pulling the thick black and blue robe tighter, as the ward continued to wail. She hurried up the stone stairs to her tower room, waving a hand to activate the mage-lights, and checked her wards to see which one was active. She stared at the runes, flaring bright red. That ward......that ward had not been breached in so many years. Could not be breached. What was going on??

Ekarra searched the room, looking for it...where was it....where was it? There!
She pulled it out, tossing aside the black velvet that draped it. The mirror was huge, almost six feet tall and four feet wide, including the ornate silver frame. The mirror reflected nothing, showing a silvery cloud. Jet black runes spiralled around crazily in the huge pieces of crystal embedded in the frame. How? How? How could this be happening?

She hesitated a moment-had the barrier broken? The unicorn held a hand over the mirror, muttering words of magic. Her mind whirled through the spell-and her eyes opened in shock.
Empty.

"Looking for me?" a dry voice asked from behind.
Ekarra whirled around.
A man stood behind her, completely dressed in black. He smiled, raising a hand. Before the magess could react, energy slammed into her, throwing her across the room against the stone wall of the tower. She slid down the wall, blood trickling out of the corner of her mouth and nose, a similar injury matting silver hair on the back of her head.

The blue haired man unhurriedly walked across the room.
"It's been a long time, hasn't it, Ekarra?"
The unicorn stared up at him, pain and fear glazing her yellow eyes.
"And yet, you haven't changed a bit. Not surprising, of course."
He flicked his hand, throwing the unicorn against the wall again.
"Of course, it was longer for me, you see."
The unicorn flew against the wall again.
"Do you know what it was like inside the mirror? Trapped in there? To be left alone, lost with nothing but your own madness to keep you company?"

Again the unicorn slammed into the wall, this time held up, pinned against it by his power.
"It was like living in hell. Which you'll be able to experience for yourself, in a moment."
Energy collared around her throat, and she closed her eyes, praying for death. How had he grown this powerful?

The dragon glared up at her with slit pupilled eyes, and laughed, releasing her. Ekarra crumpled to the ground, on fire with pain.
"Did you think I'd let you die that easily? Of course not. No, I think I'll keep you around for a while. A pet."
Some distant part of the magess's mind that was not consumed with pain whimpered in terror at those words.

Serast flicked his hand, and the unicorn hung in the air, unconscious and bound by energy around her. The dragon turned, looking over the room, savouring his freedom. He smiled. Finally. He was free. After five-hundred years, he was free.
The dragon-mage waved a hand, and fire leapt out of the fireplace, crackling and running through the magess's books and wards, blazing brightly. He opened the window, revelling in the touch of the icy wind. He closed his eyes, and sent out the call, for any of his servants who still lived.

The dragon slowly walked down the winding staircase, casually slicing open the throat of a feline servant.
Destroying all that his enemies had built would be wonderful indeed.

Avenging_Angel
02/08/2005 9:48 PM

Six months later...........

The silver Tower had changed greatly in the past months, since the new master took control.
Serast had efficiently "culled" the population of servants and students with a simple question: "Join me if you want to live."
The bodies of those who had refused to join him had been disposed of on the mountainside, save a few kept for Serast's experiments.

The ice dragon had destroyed the majority of Ekarra's wards, in case the magess managed to somehow break free, and had converted many rooms high in the tower into his laboratory. An aura of darkness had settled over the once-beautiful tower, tempered with the lingering aura of death.


The servants were terrified, but unable to leave. They knew what happened to those who tried to leave. The bodies had barely been identified.
So they went about their duties as quietly and unobtrusively as possible, avoiding the Master at all costs. No matter how downcast they kept their eyes, however, they could not avoid seeing their former mistress, still in the wing of the tower Serast claimed. As hard as their lot was, they knew what the unicorn suffered was infinitely worse.

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Ekarra stared into the fire. How long? How long had it been since it all began?
She was sitting in what had once been her study, right next to the library. It was one of the few rooms nearly untouched, the assorted furniture and piles of the books still there.
The unicorn shifted, the chains that bound her clinking. A silver collar went around her neck, and her ankles and wrists were bound with the same fine chain. The chain was long, to allow her free movement, and thin, but enforced with magic that cut off her magic, and kept her from transforming into her full form.

The magess wrapped her arms around her knees, golden eyes still lost in memory in the fire. Raal. She missed her husband more then ever now. The panther had been the love of her life, meeting her on accident in a city. She had fallen for the rogue almost instantly, and had lived with him here in the tower for many, many years. Tears glinted in her eyes, loneliness stabbing at her heart.

Footsteps sounded on the steps, and she blinked, wiping the tears away with the back of her hand, and quickly curled up on the cushion, pretending to be asleep. Ekarra heard Serast enter the study, setting books from the library on a table. His footsteps neared, halting by her.

"Ekarra....do you honestly think you can fool me? Don't insult my intelligence: I know you're not asleep. Get up, please."

The unicorn reluctantly opened her eyes. The dragon gazed down at her, and she barely repressed a shudder at his eyes. Serast's eyes were ice-blue, with no whites, only broken by a single slit pupil. The eyes could enthrall some people, but the unicorn was beyond his power, and she glared back.

The dark mage smirked. By now she should realize there was no point in fighting back. He would never let her escape now-he prized his pet unicorn far too much. That she still defied him amused the dragon infinitely. He did not truly torture her-he simply cut her off from all hope, denied her her freedom, and had kept her completely isolated for the first few months, far more efficient then any other methods.

He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, on the golden starburst-mark that showed where her horn was. She flinched.
"Did you miss me? I was in the library. Quite a collection you have."
Ekarra was silent, staring at the floor, trying to ignore him.

The dragon stood again, going over to a table and pouring himself some wine, and sat with one of the books he'd brought from the library, musing to himself. It had been six months, since he sent out the call for those who had served him.

It did not surprise the dragon that none had replied yet-five hundred years was long even for the long-lived anthros. But, still....he needed his servants. He needed to know of current events. Soon, he hoped, he would hear from one of them. He had patience though. He had waited for a long time to escape-he could certainly wait now.....

At least he had Kelia. Kelia Darkspirit was a unicorn who worked for him...however unwilling. It had been a stroke of genius, really, seizing her family like that....the children had been so easy to enthrall. And now he had a unicorn to serve him.

Now that he thought of it, he needed to speak with her. The ice-dragon sent out his mental call.
Kelia? I'd like a word with you, please...I'm in the study.
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Nikhasha knelt by the stream, sipping water from a gourd. The lioness shaman gazed across the flat expanse of the Fargrass plains, to the as-yet distant Icesong mountains, little more then dark suggestions in the distance.

It had begun six months before, at the winter solstice. Nikhasha had been one of the chosen shamans to participate in the ceremony of the Winter Moon. While the Fareye clan usually revered the sungod more, and ceremonies were dominated by male shamans, the moon was associated with females, and, the ceremony to it was dominated by the female shamans.

The ceremony of the Moon was held four times a year-the two solstices and the two equinoxes, when the seventh of Emarran's seven moons, the hidden moon, was visible.
The shamans had lit the fire, and began to call on the spirits of their ancestors to witness, when their magic suddenly seemed to ripple. There was no other word for it. The ripple had soon ended, and the rites had been completed, but the elders were stunned. What had happened?

As far as the shamans could tell, the "ripple" had come from the distant mountains, home to a mysterious magess-the lion clan knew little of the doings of the outside world. When one of the elders had a dream that showed her a terrible dragon alighting upon the mountain, their suspicions were confirmed, and they sent one of the shamans to investigate, the youngest who could travel best.

Nikhasha had been chosen to go to the mountain, and discover the source of the disturbance, and had fasted and prayed to the spirits of the ancestors before setting out, roughly a month ago. The shaman had the sacred markings painted on her, of one on a holy quest, and any bandits or other clans who might have harmed her steered clear.

The lioness rose, gazing up through the branches of the tree. The two suns of Emarran, known simply as greater and lesser, had begun to descend toward the horizon, and the shadows were growing longer. Nikhasha sighed, lifting her staff, and hoisting the pack again.

If she hurried, she would be able to reach one of the camp-sites by the main road that ran through the Fargrass plains. She was loath to go so near to a road that would undoubtedly lead her near outsiders, but the cleared road would also be much easier to travel.

Lunitari0
02/08/2005 10:31 PM

Kelia wandered the halls of the great tower acute aware of the darkness that now seemed to flow from the once beautiful building like a waterfall. She sighed as she ran a delicate hoof over the walls, her eyes travelling over the cowering servants as she passed them.

So sad and scared they looked. Oh, how she wished to pull away from her darker doings. Her heart screamed for her to do just that, but her head reminded her of the penalty if she did. A penalty she was not willing to pay...

Hearing her masters call break her thoughts, she swiftly turned and started down the corridor that led to the study. Her black and silver robes swished as she walked, her white tail grazing the stone floor. Coming to the door and entering, she surveyed the room. At least it was how she remembered it.

Her eyes fell to the female unicorn, chained and almost pitiful. Yet the power could still be felt in her, though nullified for actual use. Blue eyes met the yellow ones of her former mistress for a split second, but Kelia's expression hardened again as she bowed gracefully to the ice dragon. The action turned her stomache.

"You called, Master?"

Avenging_Angel
02/09/2005 3:46 PM

Serast looked up as Kelia entered.

"You called, Master?"


"Ah, yes. I have something I want you to.....attend to. In the city, Cerason. An old associate of mine is in the city, and I want you to make contact with her."

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Her eyes fell to the female unicorn, chained and almost pitiful. Yet the power could still be felt in her, though nullified for actual use. Blue eyes met the yellow ones of her former mistress for a split second, but Kelia's expression hardened again


Ekarra watched the unicorn. It would be easy to blame her, to hate her for working for Serast....but the magess knew that, in the same situation, if it had been her family, she would have done the exact same thing. Kelia was blameless. Ekarra listened to Serast. An associate? What kind of anthro would be alive after five-hundred years?

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The sky had deepened to blue-black above her, the ashes of sunset still tinging the horizon pink and purple. The stars shone overhead, and a slight lightening showed where the moons would rise. Nikhasha halted in the hollow near the dusty road, sitting down gratefully.

While the FarEye clan were all wanderers, used to walking in the hot sun, Nikhasha had been walking all day, and the shaman was exhausted. The lioness sat her pack on the ground, and began to industriously pile brush for a fire. She closed her eyes, concentrating, and a tiny flame reluctantly built under her hand, crackling, spreading.

Nikhasha revelled in the warmth and light of the fire. Even at night the Fargrass plains were warm, but the fire reminded her of home. The lioness sighed, pulling rations out of her pack. After eating she was exhausted, and barely stayed awake long enough to curl up with a rough woven blanket before falling asleep.

In the brush at the edge of the hollow, anthro eyes glittered, smiling.

Lunitari0
02/10/2005 4:29 PM

Kelia's interest was piqued as she listened to Serast's words. Like Ekarra was no doubt wondering, the unicorn servant was curious about what type of servant would still be alive after so long. Another dragon?

Kelia had only worked for the Ice Dragon for roughly seven months, ever since he had taken her mate Darius and ten year old twins Sable and Sabastien hostage if she refused to serve. He held them still, using their lives as a guarentee of Kelia's work. She had no idea wether they were still alive. Wherever they were being held, it was magically protected because not even her natural ability of mindspeak could read them. She had promised herself someday, somehow, she would find them.

Pulling herself back to the present, the unicorn nodded, her vioce cold and tight. "Of course Master. I just require the name of this person and the message will be sent right away. Or did you mean for me to travel to Cerason?"

Avenging_Angel
02/10/2005 5:55 PM

Serast raised an eyebrow.

"In person, of course. I need you to make direct contact with them. They seem to be being a little dubious as to my authority, and I only have the name of their leader. His name is Kailen Shadowsong, a prominent member of the magic-user's guild. A shadowy figure, by all accounts."


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Nikhasha slowly woke, her head aching. The lioness opened her eyes, blinking in the bright sunlight. Where was she? What was going on? The shaman groaned, trying to sit up. Her hands were tied behind her back as were her ankles, and she was in some kind of cage. What on earth?

A grizzled fox peered through the wooden bars of the cage, baring his teeth in a gruesome parody of a grin.
"Awake, are you? Good, good. We were worried that we'd hit you over the head a little too hard."

Nikhasha glared at him.
"Wh-Who are you? Where am I?"

"My name is Orris, but you'll call me Sir or Master. And you, are on a caravan to the markets of Cerason."

Nikhasha's mind shook off the last cobwebs of exhaustion.....a caravan.....the markets of Cerason...

"You're a slaver." There was no question in her tone.
"Ye're a bright one for a savage. Speak trader-speech well, too. Yeh, ye're bound for the markets."

Nikhasha frowned, sitting up.
"Slaves aren't allowed in Cerason."
The fox winked.
"Don't stop the ones that really want 'em."

The fox left, leaving Nikhasha startled. The shaman fought off panic.
How could this possibly get any worse?

Lunitari0
02/10/2005 7:11 PM

Kelia bowed her head in compliance to Serast's words. She knew very well that he had meant a face-toface meeting, she had just wanted to get some more information. Soon she would be in the icy city of Cerason. She hoped it wouldn't be long finding this Kailen Shadowsong.

Without another word, she turned and swept from the study in the direction of her chambers. Serast as Master of the Tower, of course had the entire top level to himself, one of the areas Kelia was forbidden access. For herself, the unicorn had aqquired one of the other wings. It was her sanctuary here, composed of a bedchamber, a small study, and a lab.

Alone in her private wing, Kelia touched the rune that would let the barrier down for entry. Once through, she traced the rune a second time to re-activate the barrier. It stood strong, a dark shimmer in the hallway to her wing. She than hurried into her lab, closing the door behind her. Looking aroud the room, she had to admit she found comfort in it. One whole wall was covered with shelves holding books on various elemental magic, including a few of her old books on light magic, though she could no longer use it. Her natural abilities were still intact, of course, but given her recent turn from light into shadow, the light magic she had learned as a child was dwindling from her more and more each day.

That's of no consequence right now, she reminded herself sternly, what's important is I do as Serast wishes. At least I can find a way to save my family.

Brushing away all other thoughts, she went over to stand in front of a large stone pool filled with water. Commanding it to show her a picture of an alley close to the Headquarters of the Magic Guild in Cerason, an image appeared in the pool. Holding that image in her mind, she then went to stand in the middle of the Travelling Pentagram in the left corner of the lab that would transport her to any destination of her choosing. With the image of the alley in mind and a muttering of, "The closest alley to the Magic Guild in Cerason", the unicorn Mage vanished from the tower.

Standing in the darkness of the alley, Kelia pulled her robes tight around her as the wind whipped her snow white hair around her shoulders. Stepping out of the alcove, she arounded the corner to the bilding and knocked on the door with her hoof.

Avenging_Angel
02/10/2005 7:57 PM

Darik had been having a bad six months. First, he had been summoned to this gods-damned Magic-User's Guild, by one of the guildsmasters, no less, called upon to fulfill an oath sworn in his rash youth to a dead mage- who now, apparently, was not dead! He had work with Kailen, never seeing the mysterious guildsmaster.

Darik had no use for magic, though he feared it greatly: the jaguar was a fighter. He hated being in the Magic-User's Guild.
The catman paced in the upstairs room. Kailen kept his room shrouded in complete darkness, the windows tinted darkly. Darik often wondered if the mage had some sort of disfigurement. He never saw more then a dark humanoid figure, dressed heavily in black.

The stone door in the back opened, and Darik halted.
"You called?" the jaguar growled.
"Indeed." The mage's voice was strange sounding, perhaps magically cloaked.
The dark room was silent for a moment.
"Well?"
"We have a guest from our Master. Please bring her up."
Darik glared, amber eyes furious.
"Am I a page now?? Am I supposed to fetch and carry like a dog??"

Kailen laughed dryly.
"Maybe. Go."

Darik bit back a sharp reply, and stalked off down the stairs, the sheathed sword on his back clattering loudly.

The jaguar wound through the guild, avoiding the few other mages in the guild. He paused for a moment in front of the heavy wooden doors. I wonder what bizarre creature he sent THIS time.....

Darik shook his head, and pulled open the door. To his shock, of all things, a unicorn stood outside the door. The jaguar blinked like an owl caught in a bright light. A unicorn????? This couldn't be right!!
"Er...ah, are you here to see Guildsmaster Shadowsong?"

Lunitari0
02/10/2005 8:15 PM

"I am." Kelia replied with some amusement at the catman's reaction to her pressence. "My name is Kelia Darkspirit. Master Serast sent me to see Guildsmaster Shadowsong. May I come in?"

Not waiting for a response, the female unicorn slipped inside, casting the jaguar a charming smile as she did so. Standing in what seemed to be the entance hall of the building, Kelia glanced around. Spying some of the other Mages, of all alignments and robe colors, she nodded to a few of them in a respectful greeting.

Turning to face the jaguar again. she asked, "So is the Guildmaster in?"

Avenging_Angel
02/10/2005 8:34 PM


"I am." Kelia replied with some amusement at the catman's reaction to her pressence. "My name is Kelia Darkspirit. Master Serast sent me to see Guildsmaster Shadowsong. May I come in?"

Not waiting for a response, the female unicorn slipped inside, casting the jaguar a charming smile as she did so. Standing in what seemed to be the entance hall of the building, Kelia glanced around. Spying some of the other Mages, of all alignments and robe colors, she nodded to a few of them in a respectful greeting.

Turning to face the jaguar again. she asked, "So is the Guildmaster in?"


Darik ground his teeth in fury. Kailen had a LOT of explaining to do- he had said NOTHING about having to work with a unicorn, a female and a magic-user on top of that! And he got the distinct feeling that she was laughing at him! Gods!!
The jaguar managed to compose himself, and put on a show of being polite- there would be hell to pay if he didn't at least pretend to be courteous.
"The Guildsmaster is in, Mistress Darkspirit. This way, please."

The catman walked towards the stone staircase, spiralling upwards. As he walked his rage grew. He was being treated like a servant! Damn it all, but he should just leave!!
Darik practically stomped up the last few steps, pulling open the heavy oaken door at the top.
"Ladies first." he practically spat.

Lunitari0
02/10/2005 9:28 PM

Kelia followed the jaguar up the stairs to the room at the top, glancing around the whole time. It seemed bright and cheerful here; bustling with activity. From the little she could see, mages of all sorts were interacting, some trading information on different spells, others pouring over books. It reminded her much of how the Tower had been before Serast's arrival.

Arriving at the top of the stairs, Kelia smiled her thanks to Derik, ignoring his sour disposition. She knew that warriors rarely liked being in a Magic-User's company. And it probably through the catman for a loop to see a dark unicorn. It was rare for one of her kind to prefer the shadows.

Stepping inside the dark room, she scanned it with interest. Her eyes barely made out the heavily cloacked figure.

"Guildsmaster Shadowsong?" she said smoothly. "My name is Kelia Darkspirit, servant to Master Serast. M'Lord has told me of this place and your work here, so I have come to see it for myself. Perhaps...hone my skills a bit more, as they say. I hope you don't mind?"

Avenging_Angel
02/11/2005 1:39 PM

The dark figure of the Guildsmaster turned from the window he had been gazing out.
"Ah, Mistress Darkspirit. A pleasure to meet you. Please, won't you have a seat." He waved a black-gloved hand at the dark red furniture.
"Darik, you may go."

The jaguar glared at him.
"I think I'll stay." he growled. Darik would not admit it, but the unicorn had his interested piqued.
"As you wish. May I interest you in some wine, Mistress Darkspirit? It is a fine vintage, and matters always seem better discussed over wine."


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Ekarra was curled up into ball. The magelamps in the study cast soft light over the room. Twilight approached, stars gleaming in the deep blue sky. The unicorn gazed out the window, staring over the breathtaking view of the Icesong mountains. She sat down again. Her chain jingled lightly. While it was not bound to anything at the moment, the collar, bracelets, and anklets all were bound together, crippling her power. The study was the only room she was allowed to be in without the chain being bound to the wall.

I should eat something. the magess thought dully. Why bother, a dark part of herself asked. Why not just let yourself die? The unicorn knew the reason, Serast would never let her die that easily. Ekarra sighed, standing up. She went over to the table and poured herself a glass of wine, taking a small cake off of the plate. The woman wandered over the the black cushion sitting down.

A book was lying open on the small table in front of it. She blinked. Had that been there before? Serast was rarely so careless. She looked closely at the book, setting her glass on the table. The page was painstakingly marked. The unicorn frowned at the old, archaic script, then her golden eyes widened in shock as she recognized one of the illustrations- it was the Mirror! Why was Serast studying the Mirror? Did he wish to destroy it out of some petty revenge?

Ekarra's eyes scanned the page. Somehow she doubted the dragon would do that. No, he had another reason, she was certain of it. She had to find out what that was. The unicorn took a bite of her cake, hunger returning, and flipped to the next page, purpose filling her for the first time in months.

Exile
02/11/2005 1:53 PM

Leon made his way from cage to cage, inspecting the locks and more importantly the occupants. It seemed they were all still alive, though most seemed a bit famished and broken. The wolf had joined the slavers a few days back, needing transport into the city. In exchange for a bit of mercenary work, they would allow him to "tag" along, which the wolf latter found out meant that he would work for them.

As he made his way towards the newest occupant, he noticed something strange about the lioness; she appeared to be someone important. Leon knew that this was no ordinary savage, recognizing that the patterns of her fur clearly marked her as above average. He slowly made his way towards the cage, being sure that his boots clicked down loudly onto the ground.

He arrived at the cage and took the lock into his hands, needing to make it look like he was working since he was about to violate a "golden" rule, no talking to the slaves. While he had easily obeyed before, in fact he had embraced the rule, noticing that most of the captured were nothing but savages, this one had piqued his curiosity.

"Who are you?" He questioned the lioness, his tone indicating there would be consequences for disobeying.

baker_123
02/11/2005 2:08 PM

Arten had been lurking around the guild for a couple of days now. A few days ago he had sensed a call from Serast. The call had haunted him for a few days and unwillingly he had set out from his wilderness home on the journey to find Serast. For the last few days he had been trying to find an easy way to the Tower where Serast now ruled, listening for news of any caravans heading that way. It had been luck that he had been near the entrance when the unicorn announced herself as a coming from Serast.

He had backed into the shadows and watched them talk for a moment before making their way to the guildmaster. Following at a safe distance he watched them enter a room at the top of the stairs. Making his way to the door he leaned against the wall to listen to the procedings, and gather any informaiton he could about Serast.

Avenging_Angel
02/12/2005 7:45 PM


"Who are you?" He questioned the lioness, his tone indicating there would be consequences for disobeying.


Nikhasha glared up at the strange wolf, hostility bare in the lioness's eyes.

"What do you want, slaver? And who are you?"

Exile
02/12/2005 8:14 PM

Leon smiled to himself, flashing a row of canines; this one had spunk, he liked that. He casually reached behind his back and produced a water canteen, which he held out towards the lioness.

"I am no slaver, though I see how you could come to that conclusion," he replied, disdain filled his voice. "As for who I am," he shrugged his shoulders, "I am only a wolf," he replied casually.

Leon made his way towards the rear of the cage, checking for any nearby slavers, there were none. He slowly made his way back towards the lioness, his step a bit more intent than before.

"Perhaps I worded my question wrong; what are you? I am no idiot as the slavers are, the marks on your fur clearly indicate your importance," he said to the lioness, his voice barely above a whisper.

Lunitari0
02/13/2005 5:26 PM

Kelia walked over to a dark red sofa and sat down, crossing her legs gracefully. She smiled at the mention of wine. "So true. My apologies for getting ahead of myself. I'll take a white wine if you have it."

Avenging_Angel
02/13/2005 5:37 PM


"So true. My apologies for getting ahead of myself. I'll take a white wine if you have it."


The guildsmaster chuckled.
"Not at all, Mistress Darkspirit. Too often people take far too long to reach their point."
Kailen selected a crystal decanter, pouring a glass of white wine for Kelia, handing it to the unicorn, and poured two glasses of red, Darik excepting one wordlessly. The guildsmaster sat down, taking a sip.
"Ah. So, Mistress Darkspirit, you intend to hone your skills? What fields are you looking into?"

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Nikhasha glared at the wolf, and warily accepted the canteen, sipping water.
"The marks are the symbols of one on a spirit quest, as I am. Or, was, before I ran into your friends there."

Asrai-
02/14/2005 7:21 AM

Name: Yume Megato
Age: 15
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6"
Weight:113-lbs.
Eye colour: left eye violet ,right eye crimson
Hair colour: Dark brown
Weapon: Sword

Physical Appearance: Yume is a slender and curved girl who has stunning eyes one a blazing crimson and another a calming violet.Her dark brown hair goes down to her mid back and is usually tied up in a bun with braids twisted around it leaving two braids dangling down behind each ear,she wears rather gothic clothes such as corsets and leather.You would normally see her wearing a blood red corset ,a long flowing gothic black skirt and calfh high platform leather boots with ehr platforms she is 5'10".

Background: Originally from Japan,Yume lived with her Grandfather after her parents were killed in another wave against the souless,after this she asked her grandfather to train her in the art of sword fighting which she has become very advanced in,she has also become rather skilled in the art of magick using elemental magick to get out of scraps or even cook her food.When she was about 11 her grandfather died of old age and she was left to live and fend alone,she doesnt wish to fight but if she has to she will fight against the souless,she has never syncronized with her spirit before but she is aware that it is based in the element of water.Yume is rather athletic being able to do to do flips and jumped,when she uses a sword it is as if it is an art form the way the blade seems to be an extention of her arm.She has been posing as a geisha girl in a club for about a year now trying to earn money.Sometimes her stunning looks get her into more then she has bargained for...

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Yume appeared about 5 feet away from the floor and fell onto the stone with a thud,she looked around the dark corridor and was very confused.A minute ago she had been walking in the park carefree when suddenly she gets teleported into a creepy tower place...she slowly got to her feet rubbing her head
"ow....w..where am I?"

She began to walk around looking at the paintings,books and suits of armour.Pushing open a large door Yume expected to find someone but still no one she had searched through many of the doors along to corridor and she still found no one.....

"h..hello! anyone there?"

Yume yelled once more then fell to her knees crying,it wqas dark now and she had no idea where she was....her sobs echoed through the empty corridor

[Edited by Dream_Knight on Friday, February 18, 2005 6:37 AM]

Lunitari0
02/14/2005 3:30 PM

The unicorn considered this question for a moment, taking a sip of the white wine. It was a good vintage.

Truth be told, she was pretty well versed in her chosen fields of magic which included Darkness, Fire, Air, and Water, along with some Storm and Ice. The main reason she was here was to watch the Guildmaster for Serast. But watch him for what, she wasn't quite sure. Serast had not been clear on that. Did the Ice Dragon fear that the Guildmaster would betray him? If so, then perhaps he could be useful to Kelia. Either way, she was here to gain information, and she must be careful.

"Yes, I wish to hone my skills a bit more," she confirmed as she took another sip of her wine. "I'm well versed in various types of magic, though my hold on the Storm element isn't as strong as it could be, I fear."

Here, she looked slighty ashamed. Then she brightened again.

"But as I have already said, Master Serast told me of you and your work here. Said it was among the best. And with your ties to the Master, I figured I couldn't go wrong. So I have sought you out."

Exile
02/15/2005 1:56 PM

"Sounds important," the wolf replied with a smirk. Leon slowly reached behind his back, absently fiddling with the hilt of his scythe. The wolf had learned to wield the deadly weapon when he was younger, opting to become proficient with a more exotic weapon than most animals did.

"I hate these slavers," he quietly said to the lioness, his red eyes flaring with anger then becoming their usual hue of red as he quickly composed himself.

"I apoligize," the wolf stated with a subtle bow of his head.

Avenging_Angel
02/15/2005 3:27 PM


"But as I have already said, Master Serast told me of you and your work here. Said it was among the best. And with your ties to the Master, I figured I couldn't go wrong. So I have sought you out."


The guildsmaster sipped his wine.
"Well, then you have indeed come to the right place. I myself am highly proficient with the use of that particular element. It is one often overlooked in favor of ice, which is easier to utilize."
Kailen shifted slightly.
"In any event, you are welcome to stay here as long as you like. I have been needing the aid of someone with more brains then the majority of oafs I am forced to work with. Several matters which our Master undoubtedly will be interested in involving the city require my attention, and I certainly appreciate aid."


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Nikhasha listened to the wolf, eyes wary. The way he spoke so disparagingly of her spirit quest incensed the lioness, though she restrained it.
"Why are you telling me this? What do you want?"

Exile
02/15/2005 3:58 PM

Leon's brow furrowed as he contemplated his next few actions. He slowly nodded towards the lioness, a contented look spreading across his features.

"Tonight, be ready when I come for you," he said as he took the lock in his hands and unlocked it, leaving it on the hinge so as to not draw suspicion. He gave the lioness a last look before turning back to his area of the camp, likewise opening the other cages on his way by.

Lunitari0
02/16/2005 1:23 PM

Kelia smiled at Kailen, noting his shift in position but not acknowleging it. "I thankyou for this chance to offer my services. I promise I will work hard in return."

She glanced around the dark room, still wishing she could see the Guildmaster's face. Who was he? What did he have to hide?

Sipping her wine, she said, "I would very much like to stay here and help you. But of course I cannot neglect my duties to the Master. I may of course come and go as I please?"

Asrai-
02/17/2005 4:44 AM

" Where am I?..."
Yume continued to walk down the corridor when she came to a door which was blocked off with many chains,Yume stepped back and began to channel her energy.
" Ice should do it"

Little flakes of frost began to swirl aroudn Yumes hands and she fired a beam of icy blue energy at the chains,they all froze and were glazed over with ice.Yume kicked them maing them shatter away from the door opening it,she stepped through looking down a long stone staircase,she could hear voices and see a light from the bottom of the stairs.

"maybe they can tell me where I am"

[Edited by Dream_Knight on Friday, February 18, 2005 6:37 AM]

Avenging_Angel
02/19/2005 7:18 PM


Kelia smiled at Kailen, noting his shift in position but not acknowleging it. "I thankyou for this chance to offer my services. I promise I will work hard in return."

She glanced around the dark room, still wishing she could see the Guildmaster's face. Who was he? What did he have to hide?

Sipping her wine, she said, "I would very much like to stay here and help you. But of course I cannot neglect my duties to the Master. I may of course come and go as I please?"


The guildsmaster nodded.
"Of course."
Kailen was no empath, but he could tell the unicorn was curious about why he chose to hide. The guildsmaster smiled bitterly to himself. All in good time, all in good time.
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Darik glared at the unicorn and guildsmaster. They were dancing around with words and ceremony, as usual. Bloody magickers. He had two ways of settling things: with a sword or blunt truth. Worse, it appeared the unicorn was going to be sticking around.

Perfect. ANOTHER magic-user. On top of that, his head-ache had gotten worse, and the jaguar irritably gulped down the rest of the red wine. Bloody magicker-made wine. Tasted like stale vinegar.
"If you're done, I'm going." he snarled at Kailen. The guildsmaster regarded the jaguar.
"Go, then."
The jaguar opened the stone door and disappeared down the stairs, heading for his favorite tavern. He needed a drink. Badly.
Bloody magickers.

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Nikhasha stared after the strange wolf, wary. Why was he letting her go? What did he want?
She sighed, and settled down again. Very well. She would wait until tonight.
The caravan started moving again, no one noticing the door on her small cage was unlocked, as the slavers headed towards the ice-capped mountains, and the city of Cerason.

Lunitari0
02/20/2005 12:56 PM

"Thankyou." Kelia smiled agreeably. "In that case, is there somewhere I may go to let M'lord know I got here safely? Perhaps freshen up a bit?"

Asrai-
03/05/2005 4:26 AM

As Yumi was walking down the stone staircase,she stupidly began to yell.
" Hello!, is anyone there?!"

She placed her foot on the next step and slipped flying down the stairs...

[Edited by Dream_Knight on Wednesday, March 9, 2005 2:30 PM]

Exile
07/01/2005 10:57 AM

The night came quicker than Leon would have liked. He sat in his small tent, away from the slavers, with his scythe propped against his shoulder. His red eyes peered straight ahead through the flap. The wolf sat like this for hours before he finally stood and made his way out of the tent.

Outside, a few small campfires burned. Many slavers had already retired for the night but a few still lingered around the fires. Leon crept closer and realized that they were half drunk. Grinning to himself, he slipped past them and into a tent smaller than his own. Inside were many wooden and iron clad chests. The wolf bent down and picked the nearest one's lock. The wooden chest contained a few fur pelts and two small leather belts. Leon shut the container and searched for a larger one, one that would be able to hold what he was looking for.

He noticed it out of the corner of his eye, a large iron chest with a rusty lock. Leon walked towards it and lifted the lock in his hand to examine it before picking it. Inside, iron weapons caught the torchlight and glimmered. Leon took as many as he could carry before leaving the tent and passing by the few drunkards that sat by the campfire. Swiftly, he made his way towards the cages and sat the weapons on the ground.

"Everyone out. Flee for your lives or fight those that would have you oppressed, it matters not to me. There are weapons on the ground for those that would stay and fight," Leon hurriedly said hoping there were no sentries around. That was too much to ask for. A crossbow bolt caught a caged slave in the shoulder. The slave shrieked as the blood poured from the wound.

Leon turned from the slaves and made his way towards the shadows. He peeked from behind a bush and noticed two crossbowmen that stood not far from the wood line. They were laughing to themselves as they reloaded their weapons and took aim at any slave that left its cage. The white wolf extended his open hand towards the nearest sentry and closed it suddenly. The sentry gasped in pain before a loud popping noise dropped it to the ground. The other guard watched in terror as his friend struggled against the invisible hand and then broke and fled when he died. Hopefully, this little skirmish had not alerted the camp. If it had... Leon did not want to think about that at the moment. He made his way silently back to the cages. Only a few slaves had died, the rest seemed to grasp pretty quickly that stepping from their cages meant death.

"It is safe," Leon called out through the night.

Avenging_Angel
07/11/2005 3:32 PM

The guildsmaster nodded to the unicorn.
"Of course, Lady."
He flipped a hand and a servant standing mutely in the corner scurried out.
"He will lead you to your quarters, I hope they meet your needs."
Kailen bowed politely, and left the room through the door in the back.

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Nikhasha lay in her cage curled up in a ball, murmuring prayers to the Mother under her breath when night came. The lioness was devastated by her failure to complete her mission..how could she have been so foolish...

Finally, she sat up, and blinked, startled when the wolf from earlier's voice broke the night silence.



"Everyone out. Flee for your lives or fight those that would have you oppressed, it matters not to me. There are weapons on the ground for those that would stay and fight,"


Nikhasha's eyes narrowed as the slave hit with a crossbow bolt shrieked. After the others left their cages, the shaman finally pushed open the door and crept out warily.
Freed....by this wolf? Had she judged him wrong?
It was obvious the Mother and Father had sent him. Thanks to him, she would be able to continue.

Nikhasha knelt on the ground, waiting until the slaves dispersed. She slowly made her way towards the wolf.
"Thank....thank you." she said quietly.
"Why did you let us go?"

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Ekarra slumped back against the sofa, her chain jingling slightly.
So....
Serast wanted to learn to control the mirror....but why? He was researching how it had been used for scrying and transportation before his imprisonment in it, and it was obvious he wanted to use it, but what was he looking for?

Footsteps sounded outside the door, and she quickly returned the book back to the page it had been on, and curled up on the sofa. Serast entered the room, quietly shutting the door behind him. The unicorn kept her eyes shut tightly, pretending to sleep as best she could. He moved through the room, and she felt him shut the books on the table, carrying them away.

He shook her shoulder slightly, then harder, and she finally opened her eyes, reluctantly, blinking sleepily and convincingly. Ice blue orbs met her golden eyes, and she recognized that cruel smile on his face, and cringed inwardly.
Ekarra, a unicorn, one of those who were supposed to be pure in all things, hated.

Lunitari0
07/11/2005 8:05 PM

Keila smiled and set her wine glass down. She stood and straightened her robes, then looked at the servant, who was a mouse. The mouse just scurried past her and out the door.

He led her through the maze of corridors before coming to a door. He opened it and looked at her.

The unicorn stepped in and looked around. It was simple but would meet her needs, an she told the mouse so.

He nodded and silently left the room.

Keila took off her cloak and hung it on the back of the door. Sitting on the bed, she closed her eyes and concentrated on Serast's face. Within moments her telepathic connection was made.

Master, I've arrived at the Magic Guild without a problem. The Guildmaster seems like he is hiding something, but I can't tell what is yet. And, he keeps his face covered t all times. Your instructions?

Exile
07/11/2005 8:23 PM


"Thank....thank you." she said quietly.
"Why did you let us go?"


"I have my reasons," the wolf replied harshly, eyeing the lioness with curiosity. "You are different from the rest," he stated as he noticed the odd markings on her body.

Avenging_Angel
07/13/2005 4:25 PM


Master, I've arrived at the Magic Guild without a problem. The Guildmaster seems like he is hiding something, but I can't tell what is yet. And, he keeps his face covered t all times. Your instructions?


Serast was startled by the unicorn's sudden interruption, and swore in draconic, sitting up. The mage pulled on a shirt, standing up.

Keila. You startled me.
Even the dragon-mage's mental voice was rimed with ice and his irritation. Back on the sofa, Ekarra curled into a ball, almost pathetically glad of the interruption.

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Nikhasha shifted slightly under the wolf's scrutiny.
"You too are different. Most people would not have realized that these stood for anything."

Thuds and crashes came from the camp, and cries of alarm. The few slaves still left fled as fast as they could into the darkness. Nikhasha's eyes narrowed.
"Are you fleeing or on to the city?"

Exile
07/13/2005 11:20 PM


Thuds and crashes came from the camp, and cries of alarm. The few slaves still left fled as fast as they could into the darkness. Nikhasha's eyes narrowed.
"Are you fleeing or on to the city?"


"I have no idea of my next move. I have been with these slavers for the past few months as I waited for the opportunity to free their captives, and seeing how that is done," he eyed the lioness with his red, burning eyes, "I have nothing I must do."

The wolf looked back to the camp, fiddling with the long staff of his scythe. The seething hate and passion burned behind his red eyes through the night as he watched the pathetic vermin scramble about their camp, shouting curses into the darkness as they searched in vain for their escaped captives.

Lunitari0
07/14/2005 3:15 PM

I'm sorry, Master. the unicorn replied mentally, though physically she sneered. I hope I didn't interupt anything important. I await further instructions.

Avenging_Angel
07/16/2005 5:51 PM


"I have no idea of my next move. I have been with these slavers for the past few months as I waited for the opportunity to free their captives, and seeing how that is done," he eyed the lioness with his red, burning eyes, "I have nothing I must do."


Nikhasha stared at the wolf. She was certain it was more then chance that she had encountered this wolf, that it was the destiny of the gods.

"Wolf. I am going to the great city, the city by the mountains, Cerason. But,"
The lioness could barely make herself ask-
"-would you...come with me? I do not know much about the ways of the outsiders."

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Seras's ice-blue eyes narrowed. Did he detect a note of mockery?
Very well. So, you say this Guildsmaster hides his face. Unsurprising. I hear that he is disfigured badly. But, he seems to be loyal, as he claims?

Exile
07/16/2005 7:32 PM


"-would you...come with me? I do not know much about the ways of the outsiders."


Leon smirked and let the proposal linger in the air. The wolf turned his red eyes to regard the lioness once again. "At any rate, we should get going before the slavers find us." The wolf turned his back on the camp and began walking off.

"And Cerason is as good a place to head as any other," the wolf continued as he put more and more distance between himself and the slaver camp.

Lunitari0
07/17/2005 3:55 PM

Loyal as he seems, Master? Yes, at first glance. He has been very accomidating so far, and has spoken highly of you. Wether he has other plans, I cannot tell yet.

Avenging_Angel
07/18/2005 2:58 PM


The wolf turned his red eyes to regard the lioness once again. "At any rate, we should get going before the slavers find us." The wolf turned his back on the camp and began walking off.


The lioness growled in the back of her throat at the arrogant wolf's behavior, but said nothing more and hefted what she had found remaining of her bag and followed him.



"And Cerason is as good a place to head as any other," the wolf continued as he put more and more distance between himself and the slaver camp.


Nikhasha silently thanked the gods above. They must have sent this wolf as a guide to aid her. The shamaness was grateful-but gods! Couldn't they have sent someone nicer?

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Hmmm.
You have done well, Keila. Very well. Continue to watch and observe.

The ice dragon smirked to himself.

Who knows. Maybe when you return you can visit your precious children.

Lunitari0
07/18/2005 3:28 PM

Kelia's heart jumped at the mention of her children. Her twins, Sabastien and Sable. Serast had taken her children, as well as her husband, Darius, captive tp ensure her services. Every once and awhile, Kelia thought she could sense them, but felt it was more hopeful thinking than anything else. The Ice Dragon was sure to have protections around.

The unicorn pushed all feelings of her family aside, Once again, her mental voice was tinged with ice.

Thankyou Master. I will serve you to my fullest ability. She gave the dagon a mental bow before breaking the connection.

The unicorn paced the room in agitation. A few moments passed before she tried once again to focus on the chamber that held her family. As before, all she got back was a shot of energy to her mind. It blurred her senses for a moment, causing her to have to steady herself on the wall.

Mama, is that you Mama? came a soft, startled voice.

Sable!?. her daughter's voice was incredibly faint, but it was there. Are you alright, Sable?

No answer back, even after ten minutes.

Kelia tossed her head in anger.

Alelo
07/18/2005 9:15 PM

Myu was sitting down on an arch in Cerason, with his back to a wall, and his left knee bent while his right leg was fully extended. He looked up at the night sky, the moon reflected perfectly in his eyes. He let out a tired sigh, and extended his arm, with his hand open sideways. A small green transparent butterfly formed in the middle of the night, and softly landed on Myu's hand. [i]Go to Serast, and tell him I am bored, and I need something to do or I will do as I wish, whether my actions help his plans or not.[/i] He had engraved that message to the fey, with a rather confident tone. Myu slowly stood up, and gently shook his wings. He jumped down to the ground below.

Exile
07/21/2005 11:55 PM

As the first tale-tale signs of dawn began streaking into the night sky, painting the heavens in orange, red, purple, and blue, Leon stopped to rest. He un-shouldered his small traveling pack and rummaged through the container until he retracted his silvery paw, revealing a small bag of cured meat clenched within his paw.

The wolf quickly opened the bag and tossed the lioness a piece of the meat before eating a sliver himself and replacing the bag in his backpack. Leon lowered himself to the ground and sat, gazing up at the coming dawn.

"Cerason is not far away, but I have never been to the city and know not what to expect,” the wolf turned from the sky to the lioness, gazing at her intently with his piercing, red eyes. His cloack fluttered in the air as a breeze blew through the clearing, sending a few blades of grass swaying in the wind.

Avenging_Angel
07/22/2005 8:34 AM

Serast stood up abruptly again. Damnation! Would these servants never leave him in peace??

He frowned as the transparent green butterfly fluttered in. Wait....who was this?


I am bored, and I need something to do or I will do as I wish, whether my actions help his plans or not


The ice dragon smiled to himself. So. He recognized this one.

Myu. It has been a long time.

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Nikhasha nodded.
"We know very little about it either....but how different can cities be from eachother?"

(OOC: I'll post some info about Cerason for you in the OOC section later)

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