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[[He has followers.....they help him with his revenge....and you arent him so shut it...and how would you know if he isnt a people person?]] ☺

[[OOC: Take your time....Ive got a lot to do today...getting my laptop and going out to dinner]] =D

[[Take your time I don't have anything planned]]

[[OOC I think Septim is done here, but I'm not entirely sure. As for the RP in general. I think we should post the order at the end or beginning of our posts so then I at least Know who is up and When I go, just an idea.]]

[[hehe, Alright that works out then. Let me know when your going to post Onex. I'll be getting off in a few hours 4 or 5 to be exact. Otherwise we are going to have to do this later tomorrow because I'm still painting my house. : ( ]]

Gailen stood shocked that someone would have gathered such courage as to stand in his way. "I know enough that he has been a plague unto this city for far to long. I wish only to cease his existence if not then at least his power. I know only what my master said before he left me. I was told that Zarun is an undead mage. If he was powerful enough to defeat my master then he is a force that needs to be taken care of. If you mean me no harm and have nothing further to say, then I beg urgently of you to step aside and allow me to do what I must."

As he stared into the eyes of this mage, it would seem, he could feel the calmness and serenity that flowed through his being. T'would be a shame to lose a man such as himself, this is what I am fighting for, if only he would let me pass so I can properly defend him. He thought.

However, having someone stop him aburptly like he did and then tell a joke? It was the first person that he had felt a liking toward. Even more so then his master. The flames on his person began to deminish a bit as his rage was subsided momentarily.

Gailen looked at the man inquisitively. Then he peered at the city with a rage unlike any other. He settled down to the earth and began to walk to the city considering the man's words wisely. As he neared the city gates he peered back at the man who looked back at him intently. Then he stopped and turned back toward the city. "How long did you say you studied Zarun?" He said with a smirk. "I have noticed that you are a fair bit older then I. I do wish to see the fall of this tyrant. However, I do not wish to see my own end as well. Now tell me what you are offering me, be quick now for I feel that here and now may not be the safest place for talk of overturning the rule of someone so wicked." He looked yet again into the eyes of this man and found no reason that he should not trust him, yet.

“Thank you so much again Mr.-” thanked a woman in rags. ‘Oh I don’t believe I learned your name…” “Oh sorry” replied Xyphos “I forgot to tell you my name, it’s Beleqwaya. And don’t mention it, now then are you sure that you heard from your friends that one of the biggest rebel groups is located in the southeastern district?” “Oh yes my friend said that one of them helped her out of a tough situation. Are you going to be joining them?” she asked innocently “Something like that” Celestin said thoughtfully “Well anyways goodbye.” The lady walked into her house and Xyphos went the opposite way.

As he walked away an almost brooding state he took a turn at the first road past several wreckages of stores. Finally finding a little bookstore that had no doubt never been used before in most people’s life. Finding a place that hadn’t been burnt to the ground Celestin sat down. “ Peasents as always are gossips” Celestin smiled “Always talking about this and that willing to tell anyone with a nice smile on anything” suddenly his smile fell away and spoke now in a much more cynical voice “3 major rebel factions, one is in some sort of inn southern district ,dozens of smaller ones, all factions are spread apart, many fight for different causes causing feuds, the person known as Lord Zarun in in the middle of the town supposedly and has magical powers people have never seen before.” Xyphos sighed “ Should I get involved…or not? Is this perhaps a sign from the gods?” Celestin’s voice suddenly oozing sarcasm.

“Please Paladine save me from this eternal hell, with all your godly power take me away” spoke a whisper suddenly Celestin *beep*ed his head in surprise. From the walls someone was praying. Celestin paused for a moment before speaking “ Your prayers fall on deaf ears. Now burn you stupid fool.” suddenly from his hands a cone of fire burst over the last remaining bookshelf “Burning Hands” he spoke quietly as the wall burned.

Celestin walked out of the store “I suppose I just made my decision…” Celestin thought “ Now then time to put part of my plan into action.” Suddenly the Giant Spider that he had summoned earlier was in front of him. “Attack the southern district, cause as much commotion as you can. I’ll be watching with a scry spell that’s already been put on you. Now get going .” The spider quickly scurried off taking up the entire street. Celestin stared at it’s colossal stature for a moment before continuing down the road.

[[OOC: Of all the nerve...*cough* i mean enjoy the away time *Elbows Killer* "Oh way to take so long XD I almost forgot about this.]]

Killer is woken from his reverie. "Huh, what? I only took less than one day," he exclaims, annoyed.

[[Fine, one more :P]]

The candles burned to the stub as Zarun scribled furiously in a large book with red velvet covering. Sweat trickled down his forehead, his wrists ached, but his blood flew through his body, the power of magic keeping him strong, and awake. His quill stopped suddenly in the middle of a sentence, he looked out the window, the sun was rising, the army would be here shortly. Again he began to finish up his spells, memorizing the spell for the portal. It was incredily important that he get this right.

Just outside the city gates a young elf, Kirandos, scouted out the lands, or atleast what was left of them. Bandits were everywhere, camps had been set up, but they would fall to the might of the Council's army. He turned, heading back to the main body. A small regiment of about five hundred had been sent ahead to clear out the bandits, mainly humans, which made it more odd that they were led by a dwarf. Darin Hammerstrike, a stout dwarf whos talent with his giant hammer led him through the ranks of his own with ease, he was soon apointed Commander in the Grand Council army. The council was a group of all the council races grouped together to form peace throughout the land, or at least peace the way they saw it.

The regiment charged into the camps, the sun rising behind them and shining off their bright polished armor, and sharpened blades. With brute force they ran through the camps, burning it all as they went, everyone between them and the city was killed. "Liberate the palace!" Darin hollared to his troops, relaying his commands. They stormed the city, running the fastest route to the palace.

Zarun senced the army before he heard it, and then he saw them. Shutting his large book and securing it under his arm he moved to the ward- then paused. The Senator walked beside him, Zarun refrained from a sinsiter grin and moved to the portal. She wore the white robes of Mishakal, and her medalion burnt her skin slightly as she approached the portal. Muttering the incantation and spreading the regents he moved his staff around, it all had to be perfect, or the entire palace would be destroyed, him in it. The words moved off his tounge, the spidery language of magic ignited the portal. "From darkness to darkness, my voice echoes in the emptiness..." a black dragon head animated on the top of the portal, "From this world to the next, my voice cries with life..." another, this time white. "From darkness to darkness, I shout. Beneath my feet, all is made firm..." this one red. "Time that flows, hold in your course..." a blue one appeared. "Because by fate even the gods are cast down, weep ye all with me." finally, the last, a white dragon head. They all screamed in unison, and blended all together, colors of a spectrum unknown flared the room, and all the colors of the world, and yet none at all shone thoughout the palace. The elf maiden grasped her medalion, and together her and Zarun stepped through the portal.

[[Be back in 1week's time to explain what went down :P]]

[oh wait, he took his turn... Didn't realise, sorry. I was sort of confused with the series of posts.]

Killer woke up disorientated and confused. He recalled the nasty blow he received to his head, but nothing afterwards. He saw a man towering over him, for Killer was bound in a chair, if a man it was. A scar ran down the length of his face, and criss-crosses of other cuts intersected with them. No hair was to be seen on its head, and a single eye was open. The man laughed long and loud. "So, he finally wakes. I trust it had a nice sleep." Killer spotted his weapons in the corner. The man followed his gaze, "Ah yes, I see you had a few weapons. Along with a strange device." He picks up the weapon Killer made himself, and aims it at his head. "Now then, let's see what this does, as I trust you won't be able to tell me anything of importance?" Killer kept his mouth shut and shook his head, there was no point prolonging it.
                   The man pulled the trigger, and there was a loud scream. But it was not Killer's. The man stared at the deep cut in is hand, blood spurting out of an artery. He held up the weapon with his good hand, inspecting it. The trigger forced the blade around in a circle, at a vicious speed, and then retracted back again. The weapon clattered to the floor, and the man fainted from the loss of blood. Killer edged the weapon towards him and managed to get the weapons to his hands and used it like a knife to cut the rope. He stood up, and looked at his surroundings.
                  It was too dark to see much, but a lantern lit a ghostly view. Many skeletons were hanging on the wall, skulls were shelved neatly. Killer wondered briefly why there was no smell, but his main thought was on how to get out of there. He edged around the room in the dim light, and tripped over a cupboard. He remembered his weapons and gathered them up. An echo of a noise reverberated through the room. The skeletons chiming was the cause of most of the noise. Light flooded through the darkened room. Killer saw a face above him, and a hand reached down to his and pulled him up. Though only marginally brighter outside, Killer could make out everything in the room by the light of the torch the person held. It was only more skeletons, a massive collection. The whole ceiling had been opened up, which Killer thought odd, since the building was also above ground. He blinked a few times to clear is eyes of the dust.
                It was a woman who had rescued him, and she motioned for him to follow him. She led him to a small hut, and led him inside, then left the hut, after giving a bowl of stew to Killer. Killer ate it quickly, and lay down to sleep after the exhausting few days.

[[Alright I am home and will post when the order comes back to me : ) Please everyone post as I am anxious to tie all these stories together.]]

[[omg someone posted again!!! :O I was thinking that it died.]]

[[Is Charlie posting in the past? Like before that giant attack by the Grand Council]]

[[I'm sorry for not posting, i've been on vacation since thursday n got back at three in the morning today. I'll post later today, hopefully after church. Talk to you guys later.]]

[[Lets get this going again shall we]]

The fires of the Abyss burned furiously at the black robes of Zarun, he had seen the Abyss before, but only in visions, it was a barren land, where it was impossible to tell the ground from the sky as they blended in uniform nothingness. Zarun saw white robes flutter beside him, and heard the crys of the elf maiden who had been the key to gaining entrence to they Abyss. Zarun landed on his feet with a soft thud, his staff in his right hand ready. The senator hit the ground on her left side with a crash. She moaned in pain, and Zarun smacked her with his staff, forcing her to look at him. "So naive you are, especially for an elf! I would have expected something as low as this from a human. I couldn't have done this without you..." he said as he walked away from her shatered soul, and shattered body.

Chemosh had his own little land in the Abyss all to himself, The Beyond it was called, and he toyed with his undead there. This is where the portal had brought Zarun, a large black tower, surrounded by souls promised to Chemosh, lord of the dead. Suddenly Zarun was in the large tower, facing a large black ram. The Black Ram was one of Chemosh's avatars, one he was very fond of. "You have brought my many many servants Zarun, I almost have as many servants as I did during the Cataclysm. The Dark Queen however, has been anxious to rid the Abyss of my slaves, and with your appearance she will surely try and escape out into Krynn, this however will not happen." Zarun was kneeled on the stone floor, his head bowed. "She will not be a problem, her power is nothing compared to ours..."
"Do not underestimate her Zarun, she is still the ruler of the Abyss, and Queen of the Darkness. Takhisis will be a worthy opononent."
"But in the end we will prevail." Zarun stood and moved to small window that looked over the dull plains of the Abyss. In the sky, two large eyes loomed in the clouds, locked on Zarun. "We must act quick, she is aware of our presence Master." Chemosh rose into a skeletal being and looked our the window, he growled deeply and turned to a large portal. "Come Zarun, we must hurry and leave this land, you must speak the spell that will alow me passage into the mortal world, but we must be swift so that Takhisis does not enter as well."

Zarun sat before the portal, and read his incantation from his memory, he did not need any materials in the Abyss, magic was abundant here. The flames around the portal jumped and shadows danced around the walls, the ground began to shake. Before Zarun was finished, the portal came to life. But it was activated from the other end, the ground shook furiously and the tower threatened to topple. The undead minions below scattered as Takhisis apporached in her glorry. Out of the portal stepped a man cloaked in black, the robes flowed into the shadows and the fire, and it was not clear where the shadows began and he ended. Zarun bowed his head in reverence. "Nuitari..." he whispered. Chemosh gave the young god a scowl. "What are you doing here! You will get us all killed! Move from the portal now child!" Chemosh went to push the young god out of the way to allow Zarun to continue his spell. "I can not do that Chemosh, I have been speaking with Zivilyn, and there is little chance that your plans will sucseed, Takhisis will enter Krynn once more, and this time there will be no one to stop here." Zarun's heart raced, it couldn't end here, no, it wouldn't end here... not without a fight. "Then we will kill her here, now." Chemosh spoke his very thoughts. With a powerful thrust into the air Nuitari destroyed the top of the tower, letting them see the powerful five headed dragon flying straight towards them. Nuitari rose into the air, turning the land to night, his immortal blood flowed strong, tonight he would kill his mother once and for all. Chemosh commanded his new undead legions to rise up and fight the demons of the Abyss commanded by Takhisis. Zarun rose his staff into the air and chanted "Talkarpas ang shirak" chain lightning evelopped the goddess. Nuitari set fire to the very air around her and laughed as the land was envelopped in fire. Chemosh's minions below faught the queens evil legions as Chemosh tried to work the portal for an escape. Takhisis rage was beyond words, the land of the Abyss began to crack and fire erupted from newly created fissures. The tower began to crumble and her anger began to destroy the lands around her. The portal sprung to life as Chemosh finished his spell, as the land began to collapse in on itself the gods knew they would all perish if they did not leave. Chemosh was especially greedy and ran into the portal, escaping to the mortal world unharmed, Nuitari was more focused on killing his mother. "Zarun! Help me! Together we will rid this world of Takhisis!" "Dasin Filinda!!" Zarun sent many magical missiles at the Dark Queen and sent her rearing, but she was only more angered and flew out from the flames and the smoke straight towards the portal. "Nuitari! We must leave else Takhisis will escape and we will perish here in the Abyss!" Nuitari looked to the portal, and nodded. Zarun and Nuitari entered the portal, followed by the great five headed dragon.

The city of Istaos had been free of Zarun's wrath for only moments before it all came crashing back. The only undamaged place of the city was the palace, and it was soon destroyed. Soldiers had the place surrounded, and they were just investigating the portal when it came to life. They drew their swords and called for their mages to investigate it. "Come quick!" they shouted, and then all hell broke loose, or Abyss, to be politaclly correct. Flames burst through the portal as Chemosh entered, the Palace was blown to shreds and hordes of undead leaked through the portal. The explosion was intence, it was a massive fireball hundreds of feet into the air. And then Zarun, Nuitari, and Takhisis herself emmerged. The portal remained open as the Immortal world was mixed with the Mortal world. "What have I done, Zarun whispered to himself as Takhisis stood in the sky as the Beautiful Warrior in her dark armor, looking over the world like her playground.

[[Come on! Make it interesting : )]]

[[Wasn't I supposed to go after DD??]]

[[And Takhisis is on the I WILL *beep*ING KILL YOU SIDE. She's the main god of evil.]]

“*beep*” Xyphos thought quietly I’ve got trouble. Those damn *beep*s from the grand council have finally decided to act and just when my plan was beginning to start. Ugh this is really problematic” Celestin finished sounding annoyed “Well I might as well see how my spider is doing” he continued. Celestin’s hands began to search through his pocket until he found the reagents he was looking for. “Ah here’s the herb I was looking for, knew I had it somewhere” spoke Celestin as he threw it in the air and he began his incantation “Now sit in thought, in meditation, Lost in mind, in concentration, Wait for the victim that you desire, and Mine eyes shall see” he chanted quietly.

When Xyphos again opened his eyes he saw soldiers surrounding him. Or to be more exact they were surrounding his spider. The fight was going on in a market place, taking a glance around this wasn‘t the only fight going on, in fact several skirmishes were happening at the same time. One of the people who surrounded the spider ,perhaps an officer, yelled something and they charged.

It only took a few minutes for the last of the soldiers to be crushed by the giant spider. Smirking a little bit Xyphos stood up and put his hands over the scry to turn it off. He glanced almost nonchalantly at the road and saw a man with the. Xyphos’s eye’s widened as he saw it. Their were several flashes of lightning and the spider was burnt to the crisp in moments

Xyphos stepped back from his scry spell surprised by the appearance of several strong Battle-mage’s. He picked an apple from the nearby tree, it was rather surprising that anything was left in this city that could bear fruit. If nothing else it was amusing. “Hey theirs a person over their” yelled someone. Celestin’s head *beep*ed further down the road.

A company of 100 or so troops were heading down the road. Judging by the armor of some of them they were lead by several paladins and a few wizards. “I asked who you were so that we may cleanse you!” the man shouted obviously a paladin. Smiling a little Celestin got up and took off his hood completely.

His face was one of a kind. The tone of his skin was unearthly pale. Almost white and his eye’s were blue while his hair was brown. It was striking and a face of extremes, the moment that anyone saw it they would recognize it as the face on the posters. “It’s him that Xyphos Celestin!” yelled one of the people their “Whats he doing here” shouted another. “It doesn’t matter why he’s here we have to kill him! Activate Aura‘s” Yelled a paladin the final part echoed by several others. Celestin took his sword out as they yell these words and threw his reagents into the air whispering spells as he spoke spells of protection.

It had only taken 10 minutes for the last of the paladins to die, after all battles with strong mages were always notoriously short. Of course none of this was going through the head of one Glash Relard. A normal boy who had grown up thinking the army was a place of grandeur. The moment he became 18 he joined the Grand Council’s army. This was the first time he would be seeing action. And as he watched some of his comrades actually get close enough to touch Celestin he saw them killed easily with a simple flourish. A normal enough kid. But a proud one and as he prayed to Paladine, he picked up his sword and let out a scream and charged towards Celestin.

He opened his eye’s again, expecting to be dead but what he saw shocked him. His sword had run through Xyphos Celestin. “Hmm not bad” spoke Celestin to the shocked Glash “But you might want to work on your skills. If my power hadn’t fluctuated like that I would’ve torn you up” with a vague smile Celestin Lost consciousness. Glash was frozen in place for minutes as he started at the limp figure beneath him. l “What the hell happened here” yelled soldiers coming down the street.

[[I’m not dead this will just help me better explain my powers and goal. Also I’ll be taken to the headquarters/where the commander is. Wherever that might be. Oh and sorry about not posting, vacation makes it really hard to post.]]