Post by Weaver of Fates on Sept 4, 2005 11:51:02 GMT -5
Honor
Part 2:
Encounter
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One Hour Before The Showdown
It was raining hard on the Army of Luceria. They had been out on the Plains of Zhar for almost an hour now, awaiting the arrival of Yazhuta and his Army. Crimson had persuaded The Queen to allow the army to intercept Yazhuta, and attempt to end his advance. Crimson stood solemnly with his hand on his sword hilt, awaiting the enemy he was destined to face. Now, in the distance, a single figure could be seen. A carriage, drawn by six black horses. No army was seen following, just a single carriage. It stopped about a hundred feet from the army. A lone person emerged from the blackness of the carriage. It appeared to be wearing armor, and a large weapon was slung over its shoulder. It was Yazhuta, and it appeared he was going to face the army of 10,000 alone. Crimson approached, making the distance between them a mere 20 feet. They stared at each other for some time before Crimson spoke.
"Yazhuta. You must be a fool to come here alone and face this army. Did you really think Luceria would fall to a single warrior?" Crimson said mockingly.
"Well, it would appear that myself alone was enough to break through every outpost on the way here. My scythe has been soaked in the blood of your loyal, and tonight, it shall tear your soul apart you foolish human." Yazhuta said coldly. The two great warriors stared at each other, and awaited the beginning of the showdown. Now, Crimson turned to the army.
"Return to Luceria at once!" Crimson shouted and received a loud uproar of mumbles from the soldiers. Captain Kircher approached Crimson.
"My Lord, we cannot leave you here alone with Yazhuta. He will surely kill you!" Kircher spoke, fearing for the wellbeing of their protector.
"Do not make me repeat myself Captain, return to Luceria at once." Crimson said, beginning to get angry.
The Captain lowered his head in defeat, and returned to the army. The group of ten thousand left at once, leaving Crimson to his death...
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The next day, in Luceria Castle.
Kila sat alone in her chamber, remembering the fallen Champion. The day before, Crimson feel to Yazhuta's blade. The entire kingdom was in fear, knowing that theiur only hope of victory over Yazhuta was dead.
Kila was an apprentice sorceress, training under the watchful eye of Arcanis, lead sorcerer and stragetist of The Kingdom. She had been training for about five years now, and was almost ready to become a royal mage.
Kilas had known Crimson since he arrived four years before his demise, and they quickly becaame friends. His death was a shattering blow to Kila, and she didnt have the strength to go on. She could only sit in her chamber, depressed over the death of Crimson.
She looked out her window and saw something ominous approaching. A dark black cloud loomed over the woods, approaching The Castle. She already knew what it was, and feared for everyone in Luceria.
Yazhuta was here.....
Part 2:
Encounter
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One Hour Before The Showdown
It was raining hard on the Army of Luceria. They had been out on the Plains of Zhar for almost an hour now, awaiting the arrival of Yazhuta and his Army. Crimson had persuaded The Queen to allow the army to intercept Yazhuta, and attempt to end his advance. Crimson stood solemnly with his hand on his sword hilt, awaiting the enemy he was destined to face. Now, in the distance, a single figure could be seen. A carriage, drawn by six black horses. No army was seen following, just a single carriage. It stopped about a hundred feet from the army. A lone person emerged from the blackness of the carriage. It appeared to be wearing armor, and a large weapon was slung over its shoulder. It was Yazhuta, and it appeared he was going to face the army of 10,000 alone. Crimson approached, making the distance between them a mere 20 feet. They stared at each other for some time before Crimson spoke.
"Yazhuta. You must be a fool to come here alone and face this army. Did you really think Luceria would fall to a single warrior?" Crimson said mockingly.
"Well, it would appear that myself alone was enough to break through every outpost on the way here. My scythe has been soaked in the blood of your loyal, and tonight, it shall tear your soul apart you foolish human." Yazhuta said coldly. The two great warriors stared at each other, and awaited the beginning of the showdown. Now, Crimson turned to the army.
"Return to Luceria at once!" Crimson shouted and received a loud uproar of mumbles from the soldiers. Captain Kircher approached Crimson.
"My Lord, we cannot leave you here alone with Yazhuta. He will surely kill you!" Kircher spoke, fearing for the wellbeing of their protector.
"Do not make me repeat myself Captain, return to Luceria at once." Crimson said, beginning to get angry.
The Captain lowered his head in defeat, and returned to the army. The group of ten thousand left at once, leaving Crimson to his death...
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The next day, in Luceria Castle.
Kila sat alone in her chamber, remembering the fallen Champion. The day before, Crimson feel to Yazhuta's blade. The entire kingdom was in fear, knowing that theiur only hope of victory over Yazhuta was dead.
Kila was an apprentice sorceress, training under the watchful eye of Arcanis, lead sorcerer and stragetist of The Kingdom. She had been training for about five years now, and was almost ready to become a royal mage.
Kilas had known Crimson since he arrived four years before his demise, and they quickly becaame friends. His death was a shattering blow to Kila, and she didnt have the strength to go on. She could only sit in her chamber, depressed over the death of Crimson.
She looked out her window and saw something ominous approaching. A dark black cloud loomed over the woods, approaching The Castle. She already knew what it was, and feared for everyone in Luceria.
Yazhuta was here.....
