One Who Masters Magic: Ch. 24Learning of DestinyThough mortal he may be, his influence stretches beyond mortals.When war is waged and the end of days is upon the Realms,His strength will determine the fate of two worlds.— Prophecy of Torghus of Krue Vael, known only to the Krue LoremastersClan HallThwrudSubelethOctober 3Their kiss eventually had to end and its spell faded away. They had to address the issues of the real world around them. Syler sat on the bench facing away from the table with his arm wrapped around a revitalized and completely healed Bronwyn. She hadn't just been healed, but the broken bones had been returned to how their original form
The Blue Mirror - PrologueHidden away in the depths of a fortress, a man carrying a staff strode down the seldom used passage. He came to a room that was locked with metal and magic, and reserved for his use only. Eeffal closed his eyes and ignored the sounds surrounding him. The drips that echoed from the stone walls and stealthy scratching of vermin disappeared from his mind. He needed to concentrate to form the silent spell of communication.Opening his eyes, he looked into a green framed mirror with murky glass that stood alone in the center of the floor.Eeffal's smokey and blurred reflection stared back at him. His image, his twin, his master. Though his mirro
Power to the People. Chapter 1.“Wakeup wakeup wakeup!” A shrill, high voice filled his ears, and Martin opened his eyes slowly, peering through the dark room to the small figure beside him. Julie was just nine, and small for her age, her long blond hair hidden in the darkness, although he could see the several spikes of spoon handles stretching up from her silhouette. She jumped on him as soon as he was awake, hugging tight, and he patted her back reassuringly, confused by the sudden affection. They were fairly similar, the same blond hair and thin build, although he was fairly tall at eighteen.“Don’t worry sis, I’m here, you just had a bad
ATF ABG PrologueA Twisted Fate - SeriesA Beginner's Guidance - Book 1PrologueIt all started with a party so many years ago. I walked through the dancing crowd. Whispers between the dancers caught my ears. It wasn't my party but a party for another. The angelic bodies swirled and moved with the music. The words of out Angelic Grace ran through my mind. Nothing has given me a clue as of yet.I stood by the door and watched the crowd. The Angelic Grace said this party would be it. Nothing stood out and I was feeling apprehensive. Some of these angels just got their wings and have already found their others. I've had my wings for at least one hundred years
Encounter with a Deity Encounter with a Deity p.t 1 The sounds of camp could be heard behind me as I quietly sat against a tree playing my ocarina. The icy claws of winter were finally giving into the warmth of spring and summer. The winter was not kind as it always is here in Kahamar, Many were catching some kind of sickness and a few unfortunately won't be with us to enjoy springs beautiful breezes. I heard the sound of crunching footsteps prompting me to stop and look around seeing my older brother Grim walking my way with our lunch. "I brought us some fish and other things from the cook. The fish are finally starting to come out of their win
Expeditions and Intrigues - Part 7 - Part 2Ceodryn gazed at the night sky through his ironically named far-seer tube. He smiled as he considered, once more, the cruel irony of his station. None but he knew the secret of his ability, and he shuddered to think of that fateful night.He had gone to his lord Philo'khrar, seeking the Scholar-God's aid. He had always been an astronomer, but back when he had his sight he was too preoccupied with trying to see the stars, rather than see them. At least, that had been what his gold-masked God had told him. So, in a fit of inscrutable knowledge, his God had torn his eyes out. It had been the most agonizing experience of his entire life, and it h
Discovering a Lizard's ReligionDid you know that lizards believe in the divine? Did you know that what they worship is actually real, and affects their day to day lives? I do. I’ve seen them worship, and I’ve seen one of their gods. It’s truly fascinating. I was in Australia, searching for the bones of an Australian Air Serpent when I noticed two komodo dragons staring at a tree with a small emblem in it. It was triangular, with a circle within its borders, and a small dot in the center. The lizards (Which I had identified as a couple of Perentines) were simply sitting by this symbol. The three points of the triangle each had a symbol with it. The top o
Dragons and Such Part 2Adrian watched as the mountain winds play with his pant leg. He sat with his feet hanging over the abyss, fresh air on his face and sea of stone all around him.He had never imagined dragon slaying would involve so much waiting. Days had already passed without sign of their opponent. Days that would have been spent in abject boredom if not for the sheer terror that loomed on the horizon. Keeping watch was the worst. There was nothing to do but stare at the open sky. He was beginning to hope the dragon would just arrive already and get it over with.Alexia appeared next to him and sat down, handing him a chunk of roast meet. Jarvan had appar
The Snow Queen of VielsDen KeepThe sister shivered as she stepped into the room of Jurtania, the Snow Queen.Jurtania seldom ever left her room. This was primarily down to choice, but the sisters were cautious about letting her roam freely around the sanitarium. The half-elemental was able to cause a lot of damage with her ice trail. She had been banned from the garden, as her wintry presence killed too many plants.The room was filled with ice; crystals covering the window and a tiny glacier forming across the bare wooden floor.Jurtania sat in a chair unmoving. He smooth skin was a deathly white. Her hair was shining silver, like a snow-covered tree. The half-elementa
Nihil agis, nihil moliris, nihil cogitas They turned north after a stop, where they finished the fruits Neasa had gathered. She had also taken pains to start a fire to roast the nuts she had gathered along the way. "Alright," he said. She sighed, and he thought, out of relief before she glanced toward him, brows raised. "Why," he said. "Why?" Following in her steps, his eyes returned to the blade. How had the Kattigarian warrior came to possess the blade remained an enigma; but there had been something about the encounter he could not recall. And since waking that morning and seeing the blade, he was no closer to recalling it. A greater puzzle was the reasoning behind why
Prologue: The King's UndoingPrologueThe King’s UndoingThe call came early in the morning, whilst Owen Highwater still lay in his bedchamber, hardly sleeping. The knock on his door, nevertheless, frightened him awake. He sat up in his bed, and shouted, “Enter!”Captain Jayson Highwater entered the room. Owen took note of the fact that his uncle’s eyes were red, and he was still in his nightclothes.“What is it?” Owen said.“It’s… your father,” Jayson hesitated, “He’s dead.”Owen’s mind reeled, and he had a hard time processing Jayson’s words. Finally, Owen closed his eyes, a
One Who Masters Magic: Ch. 23A Taste of the ImmortalIs the Mortal Realm all that there is? No, of course not. When the gods wanted to create us mortals, the only way to do so was to imbue us with a piece of themselves. That piece became our immortal soul and that, like the gods themselves, endures for all eternity. But where does that soul go after our deaths? It goes to a plane within the Immortal Realm where the gods themselves either watch over and protect or ignore and abandon us.— Archpriest Gallenicas of SalervurgHe was back home. It was not Bronwyn's house in Kubei nor was it Fitno's house, but home. It was the house he had grown up in, the house his p
The Power of the ScorpionThe Power of the ScorpionBy Jonathan BrothersThis was the time of the night Aralynn loved. The bright desert sun had long since set in the west. Above her, the clear black night sky glittered with thousands of stars and a low dusky moon hung on the horizon. Beneath her, the warm comforting sand slowly cooled as it coursed through her bare elf feet.Aralynn's tall lithe sand elf figure stood proudly upright against the constant desert breeze. Her light olive colored skin goose bumped due to the coolness and in anticipation of her upcoming mission. Her long tightly bound dark brown hair blew about in the constant breeze. The elf's sl
Out of Place: Ch 1 - The Beginning pt 1Out of PlaceA Skyrim Fanfic SeriesChapter 1 (Feb 9, 2012)____________________________Fredas, 20th of Sun's Dusk, 4E 201(November 19th, 2011)It was early June. The 6th, I think. At the time I'm writing this, the date is a bit fuzzy. I wish I would have started writing down my accounts early on, but considering the circumstances, I didn't really have any way to do so.Anyway. I was staring out the window of my new bedroom. The sun was high in the sky, so it was sometime just after 12, maybe 2-ish. I wasn't used to living on my own. I somehow managed to find a small house in the country area. It isn't that easy to find the perfect s
Masters of the Universe Twisted Dimensions Part 1MASTERS OF THE UNIVERSETWISTED DIMENSIONSPart OneSynopsis: An Alternate Universe where the status of the individuals and groups is switched.Heroic WarriorsLord Keldor/Skeletor: At one time he was Prince Keldor, first in line for the throne of Eternos. Then his evil half brother Randor lead a revolution against the council after the death of their father, and overthrew them. Keldor lead a group of heroes to try and stop them, but was cursed by a Spell of Decay by the evil Sorceress of Greyskull. Defeated, he and his friends retreated to the South of of Eternia, and kept people safe from the area of Snake Mountain. The Spell of Deca
The Warlock. Chapter 2. Healers.January 372.The city was a greyish brown colour, a vast strong wall surrounding it with cracks like spider webs decorating the immense blocks. Beyond that, a forest of thatched roofs crushed close to each other emerged, broken here and there by reddish slated roofs, and higher stone towers. Proud flags, orange with the crest of an ox skull in the centre of a shield rose from the walls, the crest of Tamsnook, almost a joke on their wealth as farmers. More, poorer houses and barns surrounded the walls, expanding outwards as each generation grew and prospered, greater numbers than the fortifications could contain. More people trekked along the
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