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[sephiroth_king]

I'm back! Been working on my story...Yes, agreement of attacking Varrok later...I'm in. Fienrir must go rebellious, or we will simply create something like, Varrok turning evil and we must return it back to normal, or something. Once-a-day writing? I can deal with that. Here's mine!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fienrir effortlessly escorted Ranguvar wherever she wanted to go; wether it was a womanly shop, or a food shop, Fienrir followed her, carrying her things, as he talked about the current things that have been going on. Suprisingly, even emotional talk was laid out, and Fienrir listened to all of her words.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Well, what about you? Have any emotions you need to talk about?" Fienrir thought. Either I lie, or I ttalk about Argarok...Which one?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Well, no. I'm happy being around you---My only emotion that runs through my mind all day." With a grin, she gingerly hugged him, as he saw Hylean walk around with Alexis. I better not bother them, he though.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"So, let's go, hey?" Fienrir picked up her bags. "Where to next?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I wanna stop back at the inn; best not stretch your muscles out."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Stretchh em' out?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"C'mon." She tugged his hand (Which held a bag) as she lead him back to the room.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Love is driving you, Fienrir." Ed held out an ale. "So, To you...For being a fool in love." He chugged own the beer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"You better believe I'm lovesick; at least I'm not the one drinking his worries away."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"You will be. I invited you and Hylean to come back here tonight. Well, Hylean anyway. I couldn't reach you. Well, now you know." He finished up his ale, letting out a loud bealch.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Well, c'mon Ranguvar, I'll help you unload these. See ya tonight, I guess, Ed."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"At the bar, right?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Maybe; Ranguvar wants to stroll around. I doubt she drinks, but if she does, she better be able to join, got it?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Ya, ya." Ed picked up a beer.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Good." As the bags unloaded, Fienrir grabbed Ranguvar's hand, as he took her through the town again. Who know's? He thought, Maybe I can find a game and win her a prize.

[Xewleer]

(normally, when complaints are lodged about others, they do something about it, like post the next chapters!!! :x ) (do not blame me for my hopefully righteous anger! I will not wait if I'm holding myself to once a day!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hylean watched the setting sun Alexia was on his shoulder, admiring the new bow he had gotten her. "hmmmm... so nice and peaceful, but night falls and we must return to the bar... will we be going out tonight?"

 

 

 

"maybe, if time allows, tell me..." he paused.

 

 

 

"what is it? Is it 'the sight'?"she gave him a hug.

 

 

 

"Yes... but would you still love me if I became something... terrible... something else, still me but... different in manner or form... but not... I can't word it but somethings gonna happen to me! And I'm worried that you will be hurt too, its 'the sight'! And its never wrong! I will change drastically, and you will follow... I don't want you hurt!"

 

 

 

"Its fate isn't it? don't worry! are we separated? no! wait I don't want to know anything about it, we'll take it as it comes, as always..."

 

 

 

Hylean bent his head, will that he might he could not command 'the sight' but what he could see, did not bode well for him!

 

 

 

Sun was beginning to set.

 

 

 

Ranguvar had a wonderful time, she had decided to go to bed early, as there were dancing contests to be done later, all night.Alexia joined her later on, but did not converse, as she seemed troubled. A new bow merely confirmed that, Hylean knew something as coming...

 

 

 

She felt chilled, it seemed a warm night so she went out to the balcony... and saw the flames of an advancing army!

 

 

 

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Zacon saw his army assemble, he was not here to destroy, merely capture, and terrorize. He had his army march up to the very gates, the guards had shut it when they first saw the torches. Zacon smiled, he could feel their fear.

 

 

 

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King Roald was in his hall, reading correspondence when he heard the news, but he forbade the guards to rouse all, but he recquired Fienrir to join him, with Hylean.

[sephiroth_king]

Fienrir rejected counel with Roald. Instead, he decided to head to one of the gates, as he warned the townsfolk of the calamity that approaches. The gaurds were panting with fear; but he knew that no man was as strong as he.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Retreat to the bar in the West, I'll take it from here." Fienrir relieved the gaurds of their duty, as they ran off in satisfaction. The gate began to rumble. slowly, he walked over to the gaurd tower, knocking it down, completely blocking entry. That should hold 'em. He walked over to the next gate, which wasn't closed yet. This is were I expect them to invade.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"What are you doing!" Roald and Hylean ran towards Fienrir, "Idiot! What are you waiting for?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"They come this way; I await them, so you both must take refuge!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"This can't possibly be testosterone!" Hylean said. "I'm going to get Alexis and the others!" Fienrir stood by the man gates, not moving a muscle.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Look, the gate is open!" Fienrir heard at the south gate. He ran towards it. Damn! Hylean came out with some warriors and Alexis, who strung her bow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Wait up!" Fienrir didn't listen. They chased him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Look, it's Fienrir!" One of the warriors said, "And his faithful canine compainions." Fienrir glanced to see Hylean and the other's behind him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Hello, Fienrir. Hylean." A man in a red overcoat walked into the road. "I suppose you are here to kill us, blah, blah, blah. Hylean..."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"What do you want?" Hylean gripped a couple of runes, just in case.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Give us the girl."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"What? No!" Hylean began to race in, but Fienrir prevented him. "I'l take care of him." Fienrir jumped into the battle. "By the way, her name is Alexis." Fienrir declared.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Like I care." The man said bitterly.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The fight was near an end, as the man yelled: "Fhuytius!" The spell created a mighty fireball, and he lunged it towards Alexis. No! He knows Zamorakian spells? Impossible!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"No!" Fienrir jumped in front of Hylean, who shielded Alexis. Fienrir collapsed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"No!" Hylean loked up. The army was gone. Was there target...Fienrir? Immediatley, everyone tended to Fienrir's wounds.

[Xewleer]

Hylean clenched his fists, they would not do that to his friends! But that Zamorackian... general? He was powerful! but they would not do that to his friends! Alexia came up to him and leaned on his shoulder, providing silent comfort, they both knew what they had to do. Ranguvar joined them, she would come with them.

 

 

 

Fienrir, bandaged and still bleeding, stood up. Hylean and his friends rushed over to help him get to a chair. Ranguvar coming forward and checking his wounds.

 

 

 

"Were so sorry!"

 

 

 

"What are you talking about? Nothing to be sorry about, though I would like to know what this is about."

 

 

 

Hylean looked over to his two friends and they nodded. "Were from families of..."

 

 

 

"What are you doing! Son! Shut your mouth!" The Seer of Camelot (Seers village) came into view. "I came here just in time apparently, I want you to come back with me! It is not the right place for you."

 

 

 

"Like Zaros! I can live my own life, Seer, though I may be your heir, I don't have to be under your thumb! Alexia and Ranguvar are staying also!"

 

 

 

The seer seemed disoriented by this, then he said, head bowed, "Do what you wish, your right, the sight was on me... And I still love you, in my own way... but I saw... I won't tell you! Good bye you ungrateful wretch!" The seer was himself again and teleported away.

 

 

 

Hylean looked down... "Our fates are sealed! Ranguvar! Alexia, will you join me?"

 

 

 

Fienrir looked up in surprise. "What are you saying? You're going after that guy? Even I couldn't withstand one of his attacks!" He began to struggle up but Ranguvar pushed him down.

 

 

 

Hylean looked at him in surprise. "You can't expect us to take you, we have to fight them (yes, it is a them) without you because you are a target... I don't care how much testosterone you have, its nothing compared to the moonlit Majharrat!"

 

 

 

Fienrir, still feeling the pain of the blast looked at him in surprise. Roald and Reldo came up to them. Reldo was most surprised. "What do you know of Majharrat? They who were gods?"

 

 

 

Ranguvar spoke up for Hylean. "We three are majharrat, allied to Saradomin in ancestors past, we know owe allegiance (in name only, however) to Guthix. But we are not pure blood majharrat, our forefathers mingled with the more mortals, we now live perhaps 20 years past normal lifespans, no more. Alexia is of a different family, more purebred than ours. However, they (I mean Hylean and Alexia,) fell in love before this truth was revealed to us. That is why my father came like this, and why we must go without much support."

 

 

 

ALexia, who had nodded to all that had been said put in this remark. "And majharrat who die in the twilit realm and beyond it become... reborn, more powerful, but ineffective in sunlight, at least that is what I was taught by Hylean's father. They return to their first realm. We must go to that first realm and end the threat there"

 

 

 

Roald would not hear of it, neither would Fienrir, "My wound has healed enough for travel, and I will accompany you!" Ranguvar shook her head and punched him, "You just let us do it, I will come back!"

 

 

 

A few others joined, a couple elves, a strange human and a few others, including Ed.

 

 

 

A guard shouted down to them, "Here they come again!!! I hope you're all able to fight again because they are pulling out all the stops!"

 

 

 

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Zacon was surprised, he thought he would have killed at least one of them... but, it didn't matter, the superiors would not mind if a saradomist city was razed. Time for war.

 

 

 

He walked out onto a rock in front of the walls north of Varrock.

 

 

 

"To destroy! All hail Zamorack! Worship him through the chaos you sow! War!!!! Kill!!!! Leave only the fewest descendants needed to mourn the loss! All forward!!!!"

 

 

 

His troops echoed him. "Victory or Death!!!!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was nearly morning, but the sun could not truly shine a great cloud had blocked most of the rays, he would need not fear the sun. All hail Zamorack the destroyer!

 

 

 

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Hylean, Ranguvar and Alexia each put on their full battle gear, each completely ready for war! Hylean in his usual mismatch of armors, Alexia in the finest ranging armors, and Ranguvar in full splitbark. Zacon looked out at the trio on the wall parapet and smiled, he was ready for all three!

[Fist_of_ozzy]

Sorry I haven't replied in a long time, I was gone for the weekend and school is really hard this week and I haven't had any time to do anything lately.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Haggard looked outside of the bar and saw someone being robbed.

 

 

 

As usual, he hated robbers and felt they needed to be dealt with, by the penalty of death.

 

 

 

"Gimme the coins lady!" he shouted when he was grabbing her. "Help me! Someone please!"

 

 

 

I ran out the door as quickly as I could and grabbed my dagger.

 

 

 

"Lady, your only makin this harder for yourself!" She squirmed out of his arms.

 

 

 

"Hey you," The man turned around and said

 

 

 

"Me?"

 

 

 

"Yeah you- I recongnized who it was, it was the man who tried to rob the bar a few days ago. We both looked at eachother in amazement but we quickly figured eachother out.

 

 

 

"Ahaha!" He shouted. "I remember you, you and that girl of yours' ahaha!"

 

 

 

"Except for, I'm going to kill you this time." I said.

 

 

 

"You and what army?" he said.

 

 

 

"Same for yourself."

 

 

 

He laughed real hard and noises came from the alleyway behind him.

 

 

 

Three very large men appeared standing right behind with with chains and daggers.

 

 

 

He put his hands in the air

 

 

 

"This army......"

 

 

 

I was in trouble and I knew it, the men were on his side and I was outnumbered.

 

 

 

"Get em' boyz!"

 

 

 

They yelled and ran right towards me, swining their chains.

 

 

 

One swung their chain right at me hand and I caught it.

 

 

 

Then, he swung his dagger at me, but blocked it with the dagger in my hand.

 

 

 

I kicked him in the chest, knocking him backwards and I stabbed him in his right shoulder.

 

 

 

WHACK! I chain hit me right in the back, and I fell to my knees.

 

 

 

'Damnit! That hurt like hell..... Get up you fool, get up!'

 

 

 

I got up and felt the chain hit my back again, and he swung the thrid time but I ducked and he missed.

 

 

 

Before he knew it, I plunged my dagger into his stomach and he fell over dead.

 

 

 

'Only one more..' I said to myself.

 

 

 

I felt the strangest pain in my back, and knew what it was. The last one had got me right in the back, but not with a chain.

 

 

 

I fell backwards and my vision went blurred. I could make out the mans face, but it was still blurry.

 

 

 

"Well, Well, Well. This is what you get for trying to be the hero."

 

 

 

He held up his dagger for me to see and my blood was dripping off of it.

 

 

 

"Did you actually think you stood a chance? I'll tell you something before you die. Hero's always finish last!"

 

 

 

My eyes closed and I couldn't tell if I was dead or not but I layed infront of my bar hoping Helenia would come.

[archimage_a]

Helenia, dressed as a young noblewoman, gets entrance into Varrock

 

 

 

Palace (with the help of Aquan's magic powers, of course)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Aquan stalked off. Helenia following slightly behind. The commotion at the bar, a long way off. Helenia may not have been the most hesitant person before meeting Aquan but there was something, something about him that made her worry. A worry that chilled her to her very bone. Aquan on the other hand saw a young woman. Brilliant in her own way, but doubtlessly not showing it yet. He needed her though, he had been sent to find out what was going on, and she was his only link to Varrock. He had visited a time before, but hardly time enough to give a detailed knowladge of the city, its many back alleys and passages.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They both arrived to see a castle rising toward out of the mists, like a huge ship looms from the sea, though an impeneratable fog. A shiver ran along Helenia's spine, she breated out involuntarly. A chill two struck Aquan, but as was the way when coming from WindWalking. The market that seemed also quiet suddenly because a bustling festival, full of sales of all shapes and sizes. No one gave these two a second look, they looked like they had just stepped out a shop, or had been tying their shoes, together. So maybe not that normal but still no one cared, the fair had many people from many walks of life, all about feeling the love. But besides that they both began to walk towards the castle. The guards decorated for the occasion but the weapons looked none the less deadly. A raven also, the same raven, circling in the sky above. Aquan felt a true shiver, something was definately not right here.

[issy2]

Ahhh nevermind...

[archimage_a]

The story is the writer's creation. A character is a writer's creation. When the writer is not the same then it is always the story that must come first. A good writer will not destroy the story by changing a character too much.

[sephiroth_king]

Rage started to consume Fienrir. They wouldn't let me go...They don't know who they are facing! Fienrir knew; he remembered as if it were still eight years into the past, were Vad'Idlien fell to the Twilit master. Even still today, the world was affected by it. Now, Hylean and the other's marched into a trap that Fienrir thought would be the end of their lives.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fienrir quickly bandaged up his arms, so that the pain would not surge through his body at any of the wrong moments. He slowly put his sword in it's sheathe, as it went in smoothly and gently and clicked when it was in. He put his gear on, and even put his amulet on.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Were are you going?" Fienrir jumped in shock. Roald stood at the door, smiling with intensity. "You forgot something." Roald threw his leather coat over to him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"What? You are...Letting me go?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Fienrir, of all of the year's I have known you, you have been a brave man whom protected the one's he loved. Even today, you fight for that one special person, Ranguvar." Fienrir smiled, and left the room. "Although you are leaving, Fienrir," Roald quietly said, "I've sent a message to Hylean. He can either help you or not. But I predict your actions; and I hope they will help."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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"What?!" Hylean upheld the note. Written in clear ink, he read aloud:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Hylean,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fienrir has left. I did not stop him. But hear me out, as you will learn some of the things of his past that he may not have told you. You see, Fienrir was one of the bravest of brave we've ever had, whom would risk life itself to save the one's he loved. Ranguvar is the one. Now, he chases the man whom escaped his grasp before he could slay him. I'm not speaking of the dark king; I speak of a might warrior of Twilight, whom corrupted the minds of his loved one's and nearly obliterated him.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Before that, he even had to slay one of his friends, whom had been corrupted by the forces of Twilight. His name was Vincent, as his name was written in history and will always be remembered as so. With all of this being said, don't think it is his testosterone level. No; it is mere courage. Courage to protect Alexis and Ranguvar and even you. Fienrir has always upheld frienship and love as a priority, and there is nothing you and I can do to stop that.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lastly, whom he is pursuing. He is a man of the Vad'Idlien war's whom we do not speak; and I will not reveal this to you. He can tell you. I am no man of telling his secrets.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

With all of this being explained, you can either help him, or keep pursuing the man in your own direction. For wither way, you will cross each other's destinies, and Fienrir will meet his destiny.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Your's Truly,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

King Roald

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hylean crumbled the letter within his grasp. "His courage sees no boundaries."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"What should we do? I don't want him to be hurt any more than he already has been!" Ranguvar said.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Then we should pursue him?" Alexia's voice contained worry, too.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I don't know. But wherever Fienrir is..." He lifted his arm up, as a raven swooped down onto his arm. "Valevor will get my letter to him."

[zipper11]

ok im back sorry my mum did't let me on the computer :oops:

[Xewleer]

Hylean watched the raven fly away, then turned his mind to the task that was at hand. A wind had blown and a hole in the clouds had swept across the army, the sudden change of light stunned and knocked unconscious the entire army, except for Zacon!

 

 

 

He seemed unfazed by the sudden light, and seemed all the stronger for it. He summoned black magic in the shape of a spear and waggled it impudently at them. Hylean ran up to him and using his runite sheathed legs, kicked him down, he got up. Alexia drew her bow to full stretch and fired it at him, sending him flying back. Ranguvar had launched herself up using a wind spell and summoned the power of earth, forming it then shooting it down as Earth wave. Hylean jumped up and placed the haft of the hally on her back and sent her flying down and "Fire wave!" a mere inch from Zacon's face!

 

 

 

Jumping back, Zacon still tried to get up, which he did, Alexia was ready for him though, and he fell a hedgehog of Arrows.

 

 

 

"Poor poor Zacon, Eh Zoume?"

 

 

 

"True enough, Zoute, sister speaks truth."

 

 

 

Two female figures appeared from nowhere, mocking Zacon.

 

 

 

"A pity one of the targets, and the primary one too, got away..."

 

 

 

"And you're to blame! Shall we sister? He is too hurt to fight!"

 

 

 

"Yes sister!"

 

 

 

Zacon struggled to get up, but failed, his chest started to heave, the only explanation was that he was laughing! He waved his arm and all his armies disappeared! The twin sisters summoned claws of shadow to their hands and killed Zacon, rather, he disintegrated into a mist.

 

 

 

The Sisters disappeared and Hylean, Ranguvar and Alexia ran after Fienrir.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(nice to see you back Zipper!

[archimage_a]

I am completely lost as to what is happening. So if this doesn't make sense tell me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Aquan felt the ripple in the air only a moment before. The arrow plowed through his suddenly Wind-body. The sudden shock of going into a Windwalk would ahve by far over powered most but Helenia stood fast. The pain washed over her, it was more painful than the last time, but she somehow stayed togheter. Aquan immediately reacted, comming back only a split second later. The archer loaded again, but that was nothing, the sky seemed to darken immediately. A pillar of light had struck just north of the castle, inside or outside the gates? It wasn't clear. Helenia also had reacted. The instant feeling of adrenaline powered her as she dived forward. The wall exploded outwards as bolts of red and blue slammed into them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fear was long forgotten. Helenia was ready to fight anything that came near to her. A pouchful of runes had spilt down, apparently hidden in the wall, on a shelf perhaps, or a hidden secret? Whatever the reason she grabbed them, bolts of white comming from her hands. They seemed to be surrounded. Aquan had began to Windwalk attacks. A dagger was all he needed, bursting from point to point. A thrust of dagger killing them instantly. They stayed static, only Helenia fought back, the guards had been killed or captured. Her air shots were easy to see, Aquan followed them, jumping from Wind to normal every few seconds. A moment to kill and then gone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The attackers dwindled slightly. They seemed to have unended manpower though. Aquan's pale skin glistened with sweat, from the running, and from the constant stream of pain he was in. The walls were a sorry sight, no stone had been spared as the bolts broke through, into the courtyard. The crowds had been swallowed up but the encroaching attackers. Aquan would have tried to help. But there were too many there, a wrong step and he would be inside someone. The people, wearing their fine clothes and selling their fine goods, were cut down. Arrow and sword decimated them. Few could fight back, the crush of fleeing people saw to that. Where they were running to was unknown but unimportant. The castle doors opened. A hoard of guards in a brisling Phalanx. The hard outside was like a gooey caramel, its soft center, the longbowman, just as tempting.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The hail of arrows went up. Nothing was to stop this menace but they could maybe stem the flow. Helenia fell back. She stood near to them, her wind shots rebounding the red and blue as they fell from the sky. They crashed down on the arches. They crashed down on the roof. More of the [puncture]erly guard Phalanxs joined them. Some were ruptured by the falling rock and bolts. The rest valiantly fired upwards. Another hoard of attackers rounded the castle gates. The guards prepared to fight. Still more came crashing though the gates. Aquan too fell back. The hoards had become to numerous for them to contain, even with the guards. There would be no time for pleastries.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He move normally. The courtyard though vast was not huge. Many of the groups had broken into minor skirmishes. The guards could not possibly hope to win. But every second here would be another person, another refuge to escape the rampage. Aquan swept into Helenia and with a final burst of energy Windwalked again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Helenia far from the girl he had started with had regain her fire. "What the **** do you think you are doing! We need to save those people! You ****** how can you let them die like that!"

 

 

 

Aquan felt her tug back towards the city, then felt the searing pain of magic as she air blasted him in the back. "We cannot turn the tide of a fight that has already been decided. You saw what was happening. There is no way that you or I will make enough of a difference, at least not then. Its just not our fight."

 

 

 

Another searing bolt slammed into him, followed by a sharp elbow to to the back of the head. With a gasp he relinquished his grip on her. Feeling her tear herself away from him, back to the normal world. "You fu....." She disappeared into the brownish backround image that he had seen some years ago when he had walked this road normally. He carried on, to Falador, to report in. Whatever the king's state this was far more important.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Yeah as I said I am going on the assumption that everyone else will be fighting this massive enemy in different ways. And that Issy was unhappy with being second string so feel free to do your own thing, I will be passing back in only a few short days so be ready if you are coming.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Also if you don't like the astericks(****) then please replace with nice words like Cabbage or Feind.

[Xewleer]

(... I have no comment)

 

 

 

Hylean, Ranguvar and Alexia raced after where they assumed Fienrir would go, , tpreviouslyhey had assumed that it was only a rogue Zamorackian warlord, but the battle, and the sisters, Zoume and Zoute, proved it something else. Rushing blindly into the expanse before them, they ran to the Twilit gate.

 

 

 

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In the world where the sun never shines, the sun once shone. It was a place of technology and knowledge, but technology had done something terrible to this terra-firma, and it no longer rotated, it lay still. The moon of that planet, unable to take the strain broke up... and some of its ruin came to that planet and smote the sunlit continents, making it forever unlivable. The sun still shone, but not on the people, they left, these great artisans and scientists and warriors, from their world, only to return, much changed from what they were before. The world, they used to live in was called Frenaskae.

 

 

 

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The darkness clung yet again to those ancient skyscrapers, those ancient monoliths of old which had dominated the landscape and skyline so long. Zoume and Zoute, felt, if possible, at home here more than anywhere else. "Zower, oh Zower, Zacon failed, Father!"

 

 

 

"Sister speaks the truth Father! Zacon failed and we could not find Fienrir!"

 

 

 

A darker shadow than previously thought possible, but well known if you had lived in that world, rose up and ... caressed? The duo, they felt his embrace and allowed it to probe truth from them. It then summoned a being of great power of Shadow, Zalm. And sent him to the twilit master, and to keep an eye out for the Trio who, to all and every account was their second biggest threat.

[Necromagus]

Room for one more?

[archimage_a]

and archimage_a is the last porsen to be in the story for now so if we need more people we can ask for more

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So while you are a talented author the leader has spoken, and also its a pretty useless time to come in, the story has just started to get into its swing, another character could spell disaster. When I came in it was pretty hard to get in.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Of course you may ignore this and pm Zipper11 directly, see what they want. Because I might be wrong...

[termenator10]

Can I play I'll use a charactor from my story from the legend of five please?

[sephiroth_king]

Can I play I'll use a charactor from my story from the legend of five please?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sorry, no one else can join because we are too far into the story. If someone else were to join, the entire storyline would be crazy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Archimage_a is the last person to be in the story for now so if we need more people we can ask for more

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sorry, you might be a talented writer as Necromagus is, but the leader has spoken.

[Xewleer]

Disregard! (thank you mods!)

[Xewleer]

(lets get back to normal please! and Thank You Real Teminator, It is very honorable to apologize, even if you didn't do it, shows you have a feeling of responsibility to family!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the darkness of that sunless world, few things lived, even the darkness, somehow, was dead, indeed it was. When warriors of Zamorack die, especially Majharrat, they turn into twilit versions of themselves, and when killed, form rings which attach themselves to their killers. The generals of Zamorack, had been killed, except for Zower, no one knew truly what he was.. but if the killer dies before killing the twilit form... A being of power becomes a shadow, and in shadow. It becomes... powerful...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Adventures In Twilit and Sunless found at wreckage of Val'iden (spelling is wrong)

[Ard_Choille]

Thread cleaned. Please stay on track.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

- Ard

[archimage_a]

Thanks, can I just ask what is going on?

 

 

 

After I did my bit on the invasion of Varrock the story seemed to stop. I mean I was expecting someone else, perhaps one of the ones with more experiance and a higher place in the story to make these sorts of decisions to talk about the invasion perhaps.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Maybe just to say they saw flames rising from the castle. Or maybe that they mourned the death or capture of king Roald.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Something....

[Xewleer]

Well, Fienrir, Hylean and Co. are after the source of the problems, Roald is still alive and there is still the army trying to get into falador, and Ardougne... those are open... also, Vallence is missing, could the Twilit realm be involved in that Aquan? (he is Faladorian right?) And who knows, maybe the armies are attacking the elves too...

[archimage_a]

I think it may, Aquan just need to head back to falador and report in. I suppose I could have a little invasion. But the lack of people because of the fair will no doubt make fighing a hoard a much easier task.(No protecting people) But still a virtual impossiblity...I will give it some more thought....

[zipper11]

ok guys i am back at school now :cry: :cry: so i wont be able to post but i have made something up

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

....deep in a dark and damb cave. An evil power is growing but no one know about this EVIL....

 

 

 

People have been going missing and all that is left of them is a shoe :ohnoes: weapons have been stolen cops of food have been taking but no one knows whats going on till on day a old man got lost and walked right into a cave he heard voices and saw a light he walked closer and closer.... then they stopped not a sound the man stood there when something graped him pulled him backwards and sent him flying out of th cave into the dark forest down below.

 

 

 

five days passed and no one had found the man he was just staying alive by finding all the food he could then late one after noon he saw this beast jump from a tree then it jumped on the ground and ran off the old man turned around and saw the beast in fount of him it had a small tree as a weapon. It swang the tree at him knocking him into a nearby tree would the old man make it out alive? who knows??? well i do but you don't hahahahaha

[Fist_of_ozzy]

Sorry, I really don't have time to do the RPG anymore so I would like to kill of my charectar and let someone else join if possiable.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There he was, lying on the ground dead cold like snow.

 

 

 

People gathered 'round from there doings' and stood over him.

 

 

 

"Poor boy, what happened?"

 

 

 

There Haggard laid, dead as a dornail with hs arms spread out and his feet together, almost like he was on a cross.

 

 

 

"Terriable..this is terriable."

 

 

 

"C'mon laurine, we need to go."

 

 

 

Guards pushed through the crowds and saw him dead.

 

 

 

"Oh, what a shame. what a shame."

 

 

 

The crows still hovered over him looking at his once green eyes, forzen shut by death.

 

 

 

"Alright, everbody out nothing more to see here, help me with this would ya?"

 

 

 

Two guards came and took each side of his body carrying him away.

 

 

 

"I wonder what happaned.."

 

 

 

"We'll figure out soon. We're going to have to look out more around this area. This boy was murdered. Look, you can even see the wound on his back."

 

 

 

The guards looked closley at haggard's back.

 

 

 

"Are those....chain marks?"

 

 

 

They examined his back more closely and a note fell out of his pocket.

 

 

 

"Oi', what's this?"

 

 

 

One of the guards opened it and read aloud:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dear Helenia,

 

 

 

If you are reading this note, I am probably gone or dead. I had a feeling something like this would happen. Fighting always leads people to death and well life's too short to be angry all of the time. When you read this, take care of the bar for me.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The guards looked at eachother

 

 

 

"This Helenia girl, might have known what happened."

 

 

 

They ran towards the castle

 

 

 

"We have to find her quick!"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And that's the tragic tale of what might happen if you're always looking for a fight. But sometimes, (or at least for haggard) fighting for other people's rights....was the right thing to do.