"you could say that." i wasnt ready to tell him exactly why i was here i did not trust him yet nor him me, "why are you in here?"

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As if you could kill time without injuring eternity

I am the darkness that creates the shadow....i am the essence of night its self.... i am gone before u even knew i was here...

Edwin slightly sighed for the counter question.

"Nothing that is your business...besides you wouldn`t probably know what I am talking of..."

Edwin leaned on the door and looked at the stranger

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Things are going quite well, Ghyreian decided with a self-satisfied smile.

She wasn't to know that she would later curse herself for her irony.

She felt vibrations along the floor. Her snake instincts buzzed - there was danger.

"I'm hungry, I haven't eaten in days," she heard a gutteral voice complain. "Ariakas promised us glory and all we get are days cooped up in this god-forsaken temple."

"While our brothers march to battle," the other draconian growled with equal disgruntlement.

Ghyreian scowled. The draconians were blocking her way. She would have to slither between them.

And then one of the lizard men spotted movement. "Hey, what's this?" he snarled, bending down to pick her up.

She darted out of the way, but the two other draconians moved to block her. "This looks appetizing." The draconians leered at eachother and rumbled their agreement.

Hissing, Ghyreian reared back and planted her fangs in her assaulter's leg. She set the poison sacs pumping. The draconian leapt out of the way, shock and fury freezing his face.

"The snake bit me!"

"Of course it bit you, you fool!" The other two draconians backed away as their companion fell to the ground.

Somewhere down the corridor, Ghyreian heard a shout. "The bloody dark elf's gone!"

By the Dark Queen, she swore silently, and launched herself away in the other direction.

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"and what makes you think that red robe? you do not even know me"

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As if you could kill time without injuring eternity

I am the darkness that creates the shadow....i am the essence of night its self.... i am gone before u even knew i was here...

Edwin slightly smiled as he threw his hood on his head.

"Well I might be doing some quick decisions, but if you do know about magic then you must be an adept because you aren`t wearing a robe of any sort...but tell me... weren`t you just suitable for a mage or were you a failure?"

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"i could have become a mage if i wanted, i was praticing the red magic for several years, but my master was killed, out of respect i did not go on for it was my fault that he killed"

The red robe was now acusing me of not being able to do magic, he was starting to get on my nerves, but why is he so defencive? what is up?

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As if you could kill time without injuring eternity

I am the darkness that creates the shadow....i am the essence of night its self.... i am gone before u even knew i was here...

**actually pretend this isn't Neraka. we need something exciting so our chars can get reunited

Ghyreian was just calculating how to make good her escape when the ground began shaking. The very stone foundations of the fortress seemed intent on collapsing.

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the ground started to shake and the the gaurds made a run for it, "if you dont plan on spending the rest of your life here why dont we take this opertunity and leave" i said that as i was walking twords the cells door i started to wiggle it then looked back.

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As if you could kill time without injuring eternity

I am the darkness that creates the shadow....i am the essence of night its self.... i am gone before u even knew i was here...

(Lady dark moon! let`s get this thing rolling once more! sorry that I haven`t rped on this... for a LONG time)

The ground began to shake and the guards began to look hesitant, Edwin stumbled at the door to observe the situation. His equipment was on a table near the cell, the guards had been examining them and they were about to be taken onwards for the black mages. Edwin still had few spells in his mind and that`s all he probably needed, but he wouldn`t get far without more help. He opened the door as the guards had left to check the situation or ran away by the terror of the shaking ground.

Edwin made his way to the table and picked his few equipments, he took his staff and began away from the cell as he leaned on his staff heavily. He was tired because of the torture and the simple spell to open the door, it would be a miracle if he got out alive, but he was hoping that Lunitari and Gilean would be open for such blessings. Edwin couldn`t leave without Ghyreian and he knew that she didn`t want to be part of the dragonlords groups.

"Ghyreian!"

Edwin almost shouted trying to find her, but if he wouldn`t he would just have to flee hoping that time was still on his side and that Ghyreian would have made it.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

lol for a moment looking at this I forgot both where we are and my character's name

right, let's see...

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Slithering outside through the crumbling front gates, she paused to look around. A roaring sound above her. She turned her head up.

And nearly jumped out of her scaly skin. Dragons. Dozens of them - silver, gold, brass, bronze - passing overhead with a deafening roar of air and clap of thunder. Golds and silvers! Here! They hadn't been seen since...

Another rumble from the bowels of the earth, then a sharp crack. Draconians came pouring out of the fortress, pointing and shouting. There was an inhuman shriek of fury as the roof of the fortress split open, and from out of the hole streaked half a dozen massive reds. They hovered in the air, flapping and hissing furiously, then sent out a roar that boomed and echoed for miles. In the distance the roar was answered by similar shrieks of rage, and then the air was filled with them - reds, blues - all rushing to the call to arms. They gave chase after the metallics, in seconds disappearing into the crimson sunset.

For a frozen moment all was silent as the soldiers on the ground remained paralyzed by the awesome display of power and dragonfear.

And then there was chaos. The draconians burst out in hisses, the more cowardly of them making a flat-out run towards the mountains. Screams and wild, incoherent shouts rose above the tumult as the fortress still ground and shook and continued to collapse. Ghyreian abruptly shifted to her elven form. She surveyed the damage. Parts of the fortress had collapsed entirely, and the center was still groaning and shaking. She experienced a brief, sharp jab of apprehension. The dungeons would be the first to collapse, possibly cave in on themselves. Edwin was down there....

She angrily shook her head and steeled herself. She would go up to the mountains and wait for him. If he did not come... or was dead...

Evil did not feel, could not feel. She had been alone from the beginning, ever since she had turned her back on her people, and she would be alone at the end. She had never bothered with friendship, so why should she now?

Turning, she began her walk up into the mountains and to a long, bitter wait.

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Edwin looked around for a minute, but saw how hopeless it was in the chaos and she was probably capable enough to get out or so he hoped, but she didn`t probably care since she was a black robe so why should she change her ways?

Edwin began climbing a stairway up and up until he saw the sky, he rushed up, but stumbled on his own robe and cursed. He pushed himself slowly up and finally stepped out of the door, but it seemed more hopeless to survive outside in the midst of chaos than inside the fortress. Edwin sighed, he would die trying to get out or just die after getting out and there was no higher expertations.

Edwin began running as fast as he could, which seemed pitiful and procceeded far away as possible from the draconians. Edwin hadn`t really noticed the metallic dragons and didn`t really care since they all represented good. Edwin thought that it was a shame that Gilean had none to represent him, but pushed the feelings away and ran away from the battle, but the farther he got the more tired he got and finally he lt it all go. He let his body relax hoping to survive and collapsed on the ground.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

The fire climbed higher and higher into the night sky as Ghyreian dragged more logs over and dumped them into the blaze. She had no worries about being caught. The only creatures who would venture this far would be draconians, and being a Black Robe she would have no trouble excusing herself. She did worry, however, about freezing to death that gods-forsaken night. With a weary sigh she slumped onto the ground and found some quith-pa in her provisions. She took a bite of it and stared moodily into the fire.

Edwin was dead. She had no doubts about that. It had been over an hour already, and still she had seen no sign of him. She felt a sharp pang of loss. Ah, well. He had been a pleasant companion. Dropping her watch, she cast a small spell on the fire to ensure that it would burn the entire night. She wrapped her cloak tighter and curled up next to the fire.

Strangely enough, she could not fall asleep. Her thoughts wandered from Edwin to the dead or alive Ariakas to the coming of the good dragons. Hadn't they vanished ever since the (uh, was it Huma or the Cataclysm)? So why should they return at this time? A moment later found the dark elf up and walking as she pondered these thoughts. She did not walk far, making certain to keep her campfire in sight. Solinari was high that night, bathing the plains in silver and alabaster. Lunitari, a step behind her cousin, was a sliver of crescent. And Nuitari...

That was when she saw the dark form, bathed in the crimson of Lunitari, huddled not a hundred feet away from her. So lost was she in her thoughts that she would have nearly stumbled into it. Warily she approached, and as she neared she distinguished the slender frame and the red of its robes...

"Edwin!" Acting on first impulse, she cried out the name and rushed to kneel beside him. Dead... he was dead.... It raced across her mind as she turned him over to reveal the deathly pallor of his face. His heart was beating sluggishly. Another hour or so and he could have been dead. Ghyreian tried to lift him. He was not heavy, but she would never be able to carry him all the way to camp.

It was twenty minutes later that her levitation spell carried the comatose Red Robe back to the campfire. She found a spare cloak for him, laid him down by the fire, dribbled some water into his mouth, rubbed to get his circulation going. Deciding that he needed healing, she got up and left camp to search for herbs.

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Edwin`s mind was between the line of life and death, wondering in the mist and sleeping peacefully. He wanted to just sleep , go away and forget all the troubles but what about life? It seemed so harsh and cold, but his magic was there! The thing that had led him to this point would be lost in the after life, if there was one, but all of his loved one`s were gone and he had been betrayed by someone who he had dared to call friend or he was just thinking that way.

He had to be sure...

Edwin blinked his eyes like it was already painful enough, he saw a fire before him and saw few figures, but not what they were.

Where did he fall?

No there weren`t tree`s there, neither a fire so that ment someone found him and he guessed he was be a prisoner, found by some filthy draconians. Life just couldn`t get any better....

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Hehe...sorry I kinda forgot about this. I'll make a new character to fit the place you guys are now though...

Name: Ghwynn
Race: Human
Age: 28
Profession: Seer (sp?)

Appreance: Dazed brown eyes, medium-length brown hair that hasn't been combed for quite some times. Long dirty red cloak. Often goes into a daze. Usually knows where she is going, though sometimes she will just stop completely.

Ablities: See bits of the near future.

Equipment: Red-brown cloak. Plain brown pants and a tunic.

History: Ghwynn was born in a wealthy family. The parents had wonderful plans for her future, but was kicked out of her home when her powers became obvious. Would travel to anywhere that her legs would carry her, getting captured by many enemies but always managing to escape. But when fate brought her to an evil black robe, her voice was there no more, and she could not speak since then.

Okay I'll continue, but just tell me if there is anything you don't like and I will try to change it.

Ghwynn emerged from the smoke, and she saw a red robed mage on the forest floor (whereever we are is in a forest, right?). He seemed weak, and was in great pain. Ghwynn saw an image of a black cloak glistening in the moon light when she came back to her senses. She saw an obscure, brilliant light and her eyes widened. Running towards the mage, she beckoned furiously for him to come over towards the wall. The brilliant light in her vision was coming closer and closer...

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Edwin couldn`t raise his sight, but didn`t like what he was hearing and that was someone running, the feets hit the ground rapidly and Edwin cursed.

"Just perfect..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!