The Order had clashed with the warriors of Shar protecting Belldandy's escape. Their defensive position had entrenched them within the body of the confrontation. The warriors of Shar were fierce creatures with the head of a dragon the body of a lizard and the temperament of a caged weasel. The Order fought them back but Belldandy's action must have triggered their anger; after her escape the warrior engraved. We had been on the Fields of Shar previously and the dragomen where never like this before. The fight had drained a lot of effort; yet The Order had successfully withstood the attack and had suppressed the warriors aggression. What ever she had done she was keen to have hidden the body of the unbinding ritual from the Order.
Since the battle The order had been trying to play catchup, a game they were not used to playing. The group had gathered at the temple every night in numbers for the past week. They had become stuck with something that seemed so simple. Restore the dying monk.
The dying monk would likely help them with the unbinding ritual. The Nexus Monk himself had proven less than helpful. But the dying monk fought for the words to speak to the group. The group felt the task of freeing the gods slipping from their gasp. Psycho sensed the growing tension within the group and so he ventured to Material Plane and within The Temple of Mask and knelt before Mask's statue and began to pray.
'Oh Mask, Lord of the Shadows savior of The Nexus Temple and the City of Shade please hear my prayers. When we last spoke I asked about the unbinding ritual. I have had significant difficulties preforming the ritual and my men are growing weary. I implore you to again speak with us and help us to reach the Nexus Library. We have fallen behind and without guidance I fear that our resources may not hold, and we will be forced to remove our camp within the Shadow Temple. We still maintain our pledge to free the god and restore Magic and Order to the realms again.'
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The Deceiver and the Spirit
"Get word to the rest of the Order, get them here NOW. And..." The knight with gleaming armor and fiery swords picked up a spear and threw it through the cracks in the closing doors and killed the share warrior trying to get in. "And close that damn door, we are NOT losing this Temple to these demons."
Slowly the whole temple was turned into an army barracks. They took up positions and the magic users began teleporting to the roof of the temple and hurling balls of fire down on the shadowy battlefield. After helping bring in some of the wounded and even spending a round on the roof that harmed enough of them to get them to back off the Temple for a moment, I looked around for Inigo. He was nursing his bears wounds, a large gash across the shoulder blades had been dressed and bandaged already but the large beast wasn't going to take it lying down. The bear sat up and gave a goofy tongue lolling grin as it saw me.
"Bell! There ya are, whatever happened in there!" He rushed to me and hugged me around the waist.
"You act like you haven't seen me in a week!" I exclaimed. "Well yeah, about a week since you disappeared in there. All hell has broken loose since you left, as you can see." He gestured around.
" I've only been there for a few hours... Ok maybe a whole day... How could.. Maybe time doesn't mean anything in the Nexus Temple. " I thought hard about everything and before long I saw one of the children that had been forced to spend their youth in this Temple pull my robes. "You're not supposed to be here! Go back to where you were! Through there!" The little child pointed behind the spirit of Karsus and although all I saw were the murals of Insanity etched into the walls, as I got closer, I felt that I could walk through it. I grabbed Inigo, and we came out at the nexus monk. We were inside the circle of stones and the Warriors, although completely surrounding the circle, didn't dare cross it.
We entered the temple again, with the decaying fragments of the Rose. It wasn't long before the we coaxed the Librarian to let us proceed. He still complained that we were meddling but said he wasn't the one to stop us if we had to continue. I wondered how the battle went outside. From what I knew of Shar and Mask, they were Mother and Son, and sworn enemies. What would cause such a clash in this place, I couldn't begin to understand yet. After providing a book, and a card, the librarian told us that the High Priest of Mask was the only one who could help us. The High Priest was a daunting figure, cloaked in shadow and temperamental. He asked us for our most valuable trinkets and in the end I gave up the Orb of Power that I had forged after years of study just to see what he had to offer.
It was then, that the shadowy figure appeared again.
Slowly the whole temple was turned into an army barracks. They took up positions and the magic users began teleporting to the roof of the temple and hurling balls of fire down on the shadowy battlefield. After helping bring in some of the wounded and even spending a round on the roof that harmed enough of them to get them to back off the Temple for a moment, I looked around for Inigo. He was nursing his bears wounds, a large gash across the shoulder blades had been dressed and bandaged already but the large beast wasn't going to take it lying down. The bear sat up and gave a goofy tongue lolling grin as it saw me.
"Bell! There ya are, whatever happened in there!" He rushed to me and hugged me around the waist.
"You act like you haven't seen me in a week!" I exclaimed. "Well yeah, about a week since you disappeared in there. All hell has broken loose since you left, as you can see." He gestured around.
" I've only been there for a few hours... Ok maybe a whole day... How could.. Maybe time doesn't mean anything in the Nexus Temple. " I thought hard about everything and before long I saw one of the children that had been forced to spend their youth in this Temple pull my robes. "You're not supposed to be here! Go back to where you were! Through there!" The little child pointed behind the spirit of Karsus and although all I saw were the murals of Insanity etched into the walls, as I got closer, I felt that I could walk through it. I grabbed Inigo, and we came out at the nexus monk. We were inside the circle of stones and the Warriors, although completely surrounding the circle, didn't dare cross it.
We entered the temple again, with the decaying fragments of the Rose. It wasn't long before the we coaxed the Librarian to let us proceed. He still complained that we were meddling but said he wasn't the one to stop us if we had to continue. I wondered how the battle went outside. From what I knew of Shar and Mask, they were Mother and Son, and sworn enemies. What would cause such a clash in this place, I couldn't begin to understand yet. After providing a book, and a card, the librarian told us that the High Priest of Mask was the only one who could help us. The High Priest was a daunting figure, cloaked in shadow and temperamental. He asked us for our most valuable trinkets and in the end I gave up the Orb of Power that I had forged after years of study just to see what he had to offer.
It was then, that the shadowy figure appeared again.
The Sacred Nexus Temple
Shadows appeared throughout the Nexus Temple even though the whole place was bathed in light. A place like this made it hard to know what was real and what was Shadow. Training as a Temple Guardian with the monks of the material plane hadn't prepared me for anything like this. Aside from the Weeping Child there were two other people who lived in the Nexus Temple whether they were real or just shades couldn't be told but they kept an order to the Temple. The Nexus Librarian was an odd man, if a man at all. Seemingly he had the face of a child but the rest of him seemed that of someone who had seem many, many years with a long silvery white beard. I spent hours with him talking about history and lore but he'd mostly tell me that I was meddling with magic in which I shouldn't be meddling. He had a love of the lost objects of time and history. The ones no one cared about anymore. And I even got him to yield when he saw what I had brought him. There wasn't much to go on but that's when I saw it. Or did I? The Silhouette of a Shadow? What was that... How come I hadn't seen it before.
The rooms and spirits of the Temples hid him well but as I turned to last room, I saw the flicker of Shadow again. The Mask that appeared before me melted into the surroundings and yielded into the surroundings but the figure remained. His strong build and tight clothing portrayed a very skilled and nimble man. It seemed he was more a shadow than a man at this point, if ever he had been a man. His fu-manchu was visible under the black satin hood and jet black hair. After we stared at each other for a moment he broke the silence.
"I didn't think anyone would come, it's been so long." It seemed as if he were happy about this but it was very hard to tell. "Come, I'll show you the way through the Shadows." With speed I had trouble keeping up with he ran through the Temple. His movements more shadow steps than actual jumps and running.
"Wait up!" I cried as I almost lost him around a corner. And it seems he intended this because as I rounded the corner the strong arms grabbed me and halted my progress and I cried out. A quick hand gently closed my eyelids and I felt the world arou
Rain poured door on the battlefield of Shar. The Radiant Hearts were engaged with the Knights of the Temple in a clash that was awesome to behold. The warriors of Shar whose numbers were endless charged at their hastily put together fortification. A Knight with blazing white fire surrounding his scimitars cut through their ranks, circling as a dervish would and felling the Shar Warriors. Meteors fell from the heavens at the command of Red Robed Wizards and I even saw a bear twice as large as the halfling strider beside it cleave one of the warriors in half. I couldn't watch any longer, I was running out of time and I didn't want to lose a chance for the shadows to help me.
The Shadow was waiting for me by the imprisoned spirit. The Rose he held in his hand was blackened and withered and he stared at it both in admiration and in longing. As I walked closer he walked up to me and handed me the Rose, it crumbled in my hand into ash and dust. He looked up at the spirit of Karsus and nodded.
"His folly undid it all. What a fool to have thought he could save his people from fate, it doesn't take courage for a man as powerful as he once was to battle fate, he knew better." The words seemed to anger the spirit but he was powerless to do anything. Lifeless from the spell his own hands had cast. "You're different you know, you seem to want to set things right. I've shown you this part of the puzzle. It will take more than just your heart to right this wrong though. I hope you have friends."
"The ones I have are here, and the ones to come, they'll want to help to." As I spoke I heard the Temple doors burst open and the shadow that was next to me vanished. Knights and Radiant Heart soldiers and Inigo rushed into the temple and as the rooms filled and the last to enter turned, I saw the endless battlefield. The Warriors of Shar chasing down stragglers. Six knights and 4 members of the Radiant Order pushed the doors closed as the Warriors charged the door.
The rooms and spirits of the Temples hid him well but as I turned to last room, I saw the flicker of Shadow again. The Mask that appeared before me melted into the surroundings and yielded into the surroundings but the figure remained. His strong build and tight clothing portrayed a very skilled and nimble man. It seemed he was more a shadow than a man at this point, if ever he had been a man. His fu-manchu was visible under the black satin hood and jet black hair. After we stared at each other for a moment he broke the silence.
"I didn't think anyone would come, it's been so long." It seemed as if he were happy about this but it was very hard to tell. "Come, I'll show you the way through the Shadows." With speed I had trouble keeping up with he ran through the Temple. His movements more shadow steps than actual jumps and running.
"Wait up!" I cried as I almost lost him around a corner. And it seems he intended this because as I rounded the corner the strong arms grabbed me and halted my progress and I cried out. A quick hand gently closed my eyelids and I felt the world arou
Rain poured door on the battlefield of Shar. The Radiant Hearts were engaged with the Knights of the Temple in a clash that was awesome to behold. The warriors of Shar whose numbers were endless charged at their hastily put together fortification. A Knight with blazing white fire surrounding his scimitars cut through their ranks, circling as a dervish would and felling the Shar Warriors. Meteors fell from the heavens at the command of Red Robed Wizards and I even saw a bear twice as large as the halfling strider beside it cleave one of the warriors in half. I couldn't watch any longer, I was running out of time and I didn't want to lose a chance for the shadows to help me.
The Shadow was waiting for me by the imprisoned spirit. The Rose he held in his hand was blackened and withered and he stared at it both in admiration and in longing. As I walked closer he walked up to me and handed me the Rose, it crumbled in my hand into ash and dust. He looked up at the spirit of Karsus and nodded.
"His folly undid it all. What a fool to have thought he could save his people from fate, it doesn't take courage for a man as powerful as he once was to battle fate, he knew better." The words seemed to anger the spirit but he was powerless to do anything. Lifeless from the spell his own hands had cast. "You're different you know, you seem to want to set things right. I've shown you this part of the puzzle. It will take more than just your heart to right this wrong though. I hope you have friends."
"The ones I have are here, and the ones to come, they'll want to help to." As I spoke I heard the Temple doors burst open and the shadow that was next to me vanished. Knights and Radiant Heart soldiers and Inigo rushed into the temple and as the rooms filled and the last to enter turned, I saw the endless battlefield. The Warriors of Shar chasing down stragglers. Six knights and 4 members of the Radiant Order pushed the doors closed as the Warriors charged the door.
Log: 20122013- Pika and Belldandy
OOC commentary: Short live roleplay send in by someone between them, Belldandy and Pika. Mysterious!
Falling Shadows and Angel Dust
They were knocked back from her by Nightmarish Magic. I screamed in agony as the full force of living it out again hit me. This was no dream, no nightmare, this was induced by Shar and it burned in her viens. They began chanting spells to contain her magic which was bursting from her at this point through fits of sobs and rage. And then I felt it. It was like a cold hand tearing out my heart. The pain became real all over again. The sorrow within her heart spun around me and I knew they were gone from this world, claimed by death. I slumped to the ground, tears acid down my cheeks as they came to me and helped shield my soul from the sorrow with magic.
"No, Noooo, please not again..." I screamed and succumbed to tears as I was shaken awake. Someone was holding up a very bright ball of light and there were dozens of people around me.
"Find out what she did! " A voice of command came from the group and she started to recognize the symbols on the armor of the Radiant Hearts. The strider came to me, Inigo pushed aside one of the knights and picked me up. His arms reminded me once more of my loss and I cried out again and wept into his shoulder.
Inigo walked slowly back to camp, telling the few who came after us that it was obvious I needed rest and that in time we'd learn what had happened. After building a small campfire he began crushing herbs like he'd learned in the islands to make potent teas that could sooth the aching soul. It took some time but I managed to calm myself enough to sip the tea and I told him what had happened those few years ago.
I explained where I was from and that we simply called it heaven, it wasn't the true immortal plane but there was power there. We talked about how I met the one I wanted to be my husband and who had been father to my child. And I told him how I had been expelled from my office because it was forbidden to harbor such sorrow in your own heart. He was very good at understanding and it calmed me enough to remember the Weeping Child who was still trapped within that Nexus Temple. It had been hours, it would be morning in most places, but it was never really day in this place. I stood up and Inigo tried to get me to stay.
"I can't leave him there" I began walking back to the circle my pace quickening as I remembered more about what had actually happened, picking up my pack I hugged Inigo, and shielding myself this time I asked the monk to send me back. The flash of light was again blinding and again the child was there weeping. "Don't fret child, we're going to find out how to get you home. "
"No, Noooo, please not again..." I screamed and succumbed to tears as I was shaken awake. Someone was holding up a very bright ball of light and there were dozens of people around me.
"Find out what she did! " A voice of command came from the group and she started to recognize the symbols on the armor of the Radiant Hearts. The strider came to me, Inigo pushed aside one of the knights and picked me up. His arms reminded me once more of my loss and I cried out again and wept into his shoulder.
Inigo walked slowly back to camp, telling the few who came after us that it was obvious I needed rest and that in time we'd learn what had happened. After building a small campfire he began crushing herbs like he'd learned in the islands to make potent teas that could sooth the aching soul. It took some time but I managed to calm myself enough to sip the tea and I told him what had happened those few years ago.
I explained where I was from and that we simply called it heaven, it wasn't the true immortal plane but there was power there. We talked about how I met the one I wanted to be my husband and who had been father to my child. And I told him how I had been expelled from my office because it was forbidden to harbor such sorrow in your own heart. He was very good at understanding and it calmed me enough to remember the Weeping Child who was still trapped within that Nexus Temple. It had been hours, it would be morning in most places, but it was never really day in this place. I stood up and Inigo tried to get me to stay.
"I can't leave him there" I began walking back to the circle my pace quickening as I remembered more about what had actually happened, picking up my pack I hugged Inigo, and shielding myself this time I asked the monk to send me back. The flash of light was again blinding and again the child was there weeping. "Don't fret child, we're going to find out how to get you home. "
A Mortal Arrives
Mask listened intently as he heard footsteps in the rooms just north of his private chambers. Could it be that someone had finally traversed to the final Temple, to Mask's very own private chambers?
After a few moments a mortal figure appeared in Mask's private chambers unbeknowest of his presence in the room. Mask grinned as she lurked about cautiously. Mask recognized her as Belldandy and simply stood in the shadows making sure not to be noticed.
"Was it a fluke?" Mask thought to himself, yet many times Belldandy would come and go from his chambers.
"It's time," Mask told himself, "there is enough light that I can now grant Belldandy her reward for being first of hopefully many more mortals to visit me. More importantly though, I can now take mortal form, challenge them, and guide them into the City of Shade so that I can once again travel freely between realms."
After a few moments a mortal figure appeared in Mask's private chambers unbeknowest of his presence in the room. Mask grinned as she lurked about cautiously. Mask recognized her as Belldandy and simply stood in the shadows making sure not to be noticed.
"Was it a fluke?" Mask thought to himself, yet many times Belldandy would come and go from his chambers.
"It's time," Mask told himself, "there is enough light that I can now grant Belldandy her reward for being first of hopefully many more mortals to visit me. More importantly though, I can now take mortal form, challenge them, and guide them into the City of Shade so that I can once again travel freely between realms."
The Weeping Children
The night was filled with shadows after we had received Mask's aid. As usual, I couldn't sleep. I'd often divine where sorrow was in the world when I had tried correcting it and to have it so close to me was painful. The lost apprentice paced back in forth in the circle, more apparition than actual person. I shed my invisibility spells and tried talking with him but he proved not to enjoy such banter. The gift the Weeping Child had given me did catch his attention though and after a small ritual bright light burst through the circle and engulfed me. I was somewhere else, a new temple. One I hadn't been in before. Again sobs filled the air, and the cries of a child no more than six or seven echo'd in a room full of light.
The sorrow ran deep in this place. Shar and her touch was visible though out the temples but this was different. Sitting next to the Weeping Child I put an arm around him to comfort him. He talked much better after coaxing him to speak about his brother whom I had met in the ruins. He couldn't remember how to enter the City of Shade and that's why he and his brother were stuck here. He was grateful to know his brother still lived and I began to think of my own loss. Such young eyes to have seen so much, I thought to myself. A tear came across my own eyes and the boy gave me a rose. It was dirty and old but it was a rose nonetheless and I thanked him for it.
It wasn't long ago that I had chosen a mortal form. Chosen it so I could be with him. To descend from the stars and influence the world directly rather than by inspiration. It seemed like a dream, as if it hadn't really happened at all. Such as things are when recollecting them, the past is so fleeting, so misleading and so filled with foolish fancy and poor memory. Some things would drown in a sea of forgetfulness if not for the simple words we take for granted. This place was more Illusion than anything else. I wondered why the shadows seemed to flicker and take on lives of their own...
It was years earlier, the Summer Sun radiated warmth down into the valley. It was all a dream, like some insane play. The girl in a lightweight blue and white dress that didn't cover her arms or go below her knees was me. And there he was, I was filled with happiness just to see him in the dream but I knew it couldn't last. There was no life where death had already claimed what is inevitably his. Their lips met and then the horns could be heard. Faint at first but then like thunder off the mountain. The pale green skin of the former elves turned orcs could be seen even from a distance. A distance that was diminishing quickly. His arm grabbed her as they ran for the cabin they had built. How could she not have seen this, she knew the art, the old ways, the divination spells. Dream faded into nightmare as blood pounded in her head and no matter how her legs burned, they just weren't fast enough. Then I could feel magic exploding around them as curses landed close to us. I searched frantically through the small bag I had brought and couldn't find the spell components I needed. The sharp ring of a sword being drawn sent shivers up my spine as I knew what he was going to do. The Hoard of orcs chased us down, I could hear hear metal against metal but having no weapons I continued to flee. In could feel it in my soul how bad I wanted my bag of spell components. I wanted to turn and rain down fire from the heavens upon them. But the Orcs clawed hand grabbed at my dress which tore. And then another hand tripped me as it grabbed my ankle. And yet another grabbed my risk and as they turned me over to do horrible things to me, I found the stone I'd needed in my little bag. I closed my eyes and thought of the a place these orcs would never find me.
I shivered on the floor of the white castle. Screaming in horror and crying historically, the others members of the order that was such a large part of my life came running.
The sorrow ran deep in this place. Shar and her touch was visible though out the temples but this was different. Sitting next to the Weeping Child I put an arm around him to comfort him. He talked much better after coaxing him to speak about his brother whom I had met in the ruins. He couldn't remember how to enter the City of Shade and that's why he and his brother were stuck here. He was grateful to know his brother still lived and I began to think of my own loss. Such young eyes to have seen so much, I thought to myself. A tear came across my own eyes and the boy gave me a rose. It was dirty and old but it was a rose nonetheless and I thanked him for it.
It wasn't long ago that I had chosen a mortal form. Chosen it so I could be with him. To descend from the stars and influence the world directly rather than by inspiration. It seemed like a dream, as if it hadn't really happened at all. Such as things are when recollecting them, the past is so fleeting, so misleading and so filled with foolish fancy and poor memory. Some things would drown in a sea of forgetfulness if not for the simple words we take for granted. This place was more Illusion than anything else. I wondered why the shadows seemed to flicker and take on lives of their own...
It was years earlier, the Summer Sun radiated warmth down into the valley. It was all a dream, like some insane play. The girl in a lightweight blue and white dress that didn't cover her arms or go below her knees was me. And there he was, I was filled with happiness just to see him in the dream but I knew it couldn't last. There was no life where death had already claimed what is inevitably his. Their lips met and then the horns could be heard. Faint at first but then like thunder off the mountain. The pale green skin of the former elves turned orcs could be seen even from a distance. A distance that was diminishing quickly. His arm grabbed her as they ran for the cabin they had built. How could she not have seen this, she knew the art, the old ways, the divination spells. Dream faded into nightmare as blood pounded in her head and no matter how her legs burned, they just weren't fast enough. Then I could feel magic exploding around them as curses landed close to us. I searched frantically through the small bag I had brought and couldn't find the spell components I needed. The sharp ring of a sword being drawn sent shivers up my spine as I knew what he was going to do. The Hoard of orcs chased us down, I could hear hear metal against metal but having no weapons I continued to flee. In could feel it in my soul how bad I wanted my bag of spell components. I wanted to turn and rain down fire from the heavens upon them. But the Orcs clawed hand grabbed at my dress which tore. And then another hand tripped me as it grabbed my ankle. And yet another grabbed my risk and as they turned me over to do horrible things to me, I found the stone I'd needed in my little bag. I closed my eyes and thought of the a place these orcs would never find me.
I shivered on the floor of the white castle. Screaming in horror and crying historically, the others members of the order that was such a large part of my life came running.
The Order and the True Archway
This temple opened with the same key and we found an encampmen the Order of the Radiant Heart had been here a long time. We had found footholds throughout the many temples but this was where they had made their base. They were focused on an Archway. A darkened gateway with a powerful guardian who destroyed any that opposed him. He was not unable to be reasoned with though. The trials he demanded of those seeking to pass through the true archway.
Inigo and I made our camp on there outskirts of the Temple, away from a massive battle that was taking place to the south. The Order would even join the knights who guarded the temple from time to time, but their goal and ours was to find the true archway of the City of Shade. We had all come so far but with each passing day we grew weary. There were a few oddities and more markings in the temple. The most disturbing of all in this place was the shattered Spirit of Karsus, the undoer of the weave, the one whose folly forced Lord Shadow to conceal the floating city Shade of the Netheril in the Shadow Realms.
This the scrolls could tell us but we would be given help another way. After losing track of how long we were within the shadow temple Masks message came to us. It was at this time we had to make ourselves known to each other and it seemed the Order had known much. There was enough time to ask only three questions.
He had brought us back to the weeping child again but we soon traversed into the Temple, further than ever. The most important revelation was that of where the true Archway lay hidden. It was where the ritual must be performed. And where a strange circle and a man who would only tell us he was the lost apprentice stood.
The Order marched back to their base encampment, the leaders conversing in hushed tones and wild gesticulations. Inigo and I stared at each other and we studied the area. Trying to figure out how a whole Archway could be concealed here.
Inigo and I made our camp on there outskirts of the Temple, away from a massive battle that was taking place to the south. The Order would even join the knights who guarded the temple from time to time, but their goal and ours was to find the true archway of the City of Shade. We had all come so far but with each passing day we grew weary. There were a few oddities and more markings in the temple. The most disturbing of all in this place was the shattered Spirit of Karsus, the undoer of the weave, the one whose folly forced Lord Shadow to conceal the floating city Shade of the Netheril in the Shadow Realms.
This the scrolls could tell us but we would be given help another way. After losing track of how long we were within the shadow temple Masks message came to us. It was at this time we had to make ourselves known to each other and it seemed the Order had known much. There was enough time to ask only three questions.
He had brought us back to the weeping child again but we soon traversed into the Temple, further than ever. The most important revelation was that of where the true Archway lay hidden. It was where the ritual must be performed. And where a strange circle and a man who would only tell us he was the lost apprentice stood.
The Order marched back to their base encampment, the leaders conversing in hushed tones and wild gesticulations. Inigo and I stared at each other and we studied the area. Trying to figure out how a whole Archway could be concealed here.
The Lost Pages and the Weeping Child
The New City was no challenge to her. The sorrow of this city was ancient. Those who could have remembered were almost all gone and those that did took solace in the New City they had built by the sea. Thoughts of where to travel next consumed her. She could feel the pain in the world but it seemed hidden from her. As if it had been sealed away from the world. A shadow of what it once was.
The veil was broken for me. The book fell from the heavens and glowed with an eerie light. The very air around it crackled with magic. Not something to be seen but felt. It contained the 12 scrolls. The writings of the only one to have traversed the shadow temple and seen the spirit of Karsus and seen the ritual performed by the Knights of Shade and the Nexus Monk. An inscription in the book was as if it were written in shadows and disappeared completely in the light:
"Find the child, you and others have been shown the way to undo the sorrow."
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It was months before I met Inigo in the clouds, lost within them. The bear at his side looked as frustrated as he did with the place. I let them see me and he was glad for the company as we found our way out. It was then we met the child, sobbing continually. I did all I could to comfort him but the few things that brought him any solace only bring more tears to his eyes.
We spent all out days searching the ruins of the temples. The child's cries echoing throughout the area a constant reminder to us that we were in the right place. The scrolls held the answer, and we came to see that they always would. The large pillars had to be shifted, which proved dangerous in the crumbling temple. But we remained loyal to our task. At the right moment we closed our eyes and awoke in the temple.
It was not the same temple. It was restored. Monks meditated, praying for the wisdom and patience to become more than apprentices and find courage to battle the horrors that awaited outside. After we spent months presenting ourselves to the head monk and playing the games the other monks would play with the spirits in the temple we were found worthy and given a key to the temple gates and were told to defend the gates with all our might.
As we opened the gates we saw an incredible battle taking place. Monks and hero's of the realms battled horrifying worm like creatures that the Apprentices inside had warned us about. Every so often a terrifying creature would spring to life out of the acidic blood of the creatures we killed. And after a few days of this, we found we were not the first to find our way to this plane of existence. And after many more days of studying the pillars and the movements of the loyal monks and the markings on the walls, it was then that we found a way to traverse into the next realm.
The veil was broken for me. The book fell from the heavens and glowed with an eerie light. The very air around it crackled with magic. Not something to be seen but felt. It contained the 12 scrolls. The writings of the only one to have traversed the shadow temple and seen the spirit of Karsus and seen the ritual performed by the Knights of Shade and the Nexus Monk. An inscription in the book was as if it were written in shadows and disappeared completely in the light:
"Find the child, you and others have been shown the way to undo the sorrow."
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It was months before I met Inigo in the clouds, lost within them. The bear at his side looked as frustrated as he did with the place. I let them see me and he was glad for the company as we found our way out. It was then we met the child, sobbing continually. I did all I could to comfort him but the few things that brought him any solace only bring more tears to his eyes.
We spent all out days searching the ruins of the temples. The child's cries echoing throughout the area a constant reminder to us that we were in the right place. The scrolls held the answer, and we came to see that they always would. The large pillars had to be shifted, which proved dangerous in the crumbling temple. But we remained loyal to our task. At the right moment we closed our eyes and awoke in the temple.
It was not the same temple. It was restored. Monks meditated, praying for the wisdom and patience to become more than apprentices and find courage to battle the horrors that awaited outside. After we spent months presenting ourselves to the head monk and playing the games the other monks would play with the spirits in the temple we were found worthy and given a key to the temple gates and were told to defend the gates with all our might.
As we opened the gates we saw an incredible battle taking place. Monks and hero's of the realms battled horrifying worm like creatures that the Apprentices inside had warned us about. Every so often a terrifying creature would spring to life out of the acidic blood of the creatures we killed. And after a few days of this, we found we were not the first to find our way to this plane of existence. And after many more days of studying the pillars and the movements of the loyal monks and the markings on the walls, it was then that we found a way to traverse into the next realm.
first question
As the group gathered closer to Mask he spoke
'I do not have much time on this plane of existence'
'I will be able answer only three questions about the temple.'
The group that had gathered around, namely Belldandy, Inigo, Psycho and Order Knights Xzar and Raistlin. The group quickly decided that they would devise the questions together and attempt to answer some of their most difficult questions. Of all the questions that they could ask it would be difficult to boil it down to only three, but the group was quick to decide on a few.
When the group had decided the first question it was Psycho who spoke for the group.
'Okay I believe we have come to some consensus'
'Before I ask the questions I want to say Thank you for hearing our prayers.'
'The time is nearing and you are all growing wearing of the circles. I hope to bring back the hope.'
'We appreciate the help and are dedicated to freeing you from your prison and breaking the spell plague.'
'Our first question is regarding the Book of Shade Magic.'
'How do we reach the person that can translate the book?'
Mask chuckled at the question before he spoke again
'A great question, but I'm sure the answer is not what you want.'
'I do not have much time on this plane of existence'
'I will be able answer only three questions about the temple.'
The group that had gathered around, namely Belldandy, Inigo, Psycho and Order Knights Xzar and Raistlin. The group quickly decided that they would devise the questions together and attempt to answer some of their most difficult questions. Of all the questions that they could ask it would be difficult to boil it down to only three, but the group was quick to decide on a few.
When the group had decided the first question it was Psycho who spoke for the group.
'Okay I believe we have come to some consensus'
'Before I ask the questions I want to say Thank you for hearing our prayers.'
'The time is nearing and you are all growing wearing of the circles. I hope to bring back the hope.'
'We appreciate the help and are dedicated to freeing you from your prison and breaking the spell plague.'
'Our first question is regarding the Book of Shade Magic.'
'How do we reach the person that can translate the book?'
Mask chuckled at the question before he spoke again
'A great question, but I'm sure the answer is not what you want.'
Current Character Description - Belldandy
Bright blue eyes peek out from behind long beautiful brown hair. A blue minds eye is set upon her forehead with matching triangles on the edge of her cheeks. The robes she wears are a beautiful white, blue and gold. As a Goddess for the Goddess Relief Office she has been sent from heaven to aid the pure of heart. She can transform into a beautiful angel winged goddess or appear as a mortal beauty but in both forms her intentions are to bring happiness to the world and ignite the fire within all our hearts. Be gentle with the gift you have been given, her presence is not made known to all.
"The greatness of ones sorrow when parting is the deepness of one's love, so if one fears sadness, one wouldn't be able to love anything "
"The greatness of ones sorrow when parting is the deepness of one's love, so if one fears sadness, one wouldn't be able to love anything "
Falling From Heaven
"Goddess, Class 1, Category 2, Unlimited. You have been accused of harboring sorrow within your heart" The voice from above echo'd within my mind and bore down on my body.
"I fell in love with a mortal." I bowed my head unable to defend my actions. Had it been so wrong? What possible harm could it cause them, it was my heart that ached for what I could no longer be a part of and for all that would never come to pass. Rules like this weren't meant to be absolute and Sorrow like this only deepened the Love I once had.
"You are unfit to dwell in heaven. From this day forth you shall serve as the fallen do. You must never again try to return. Being that you are very high ranking in our order I expect to see great things from you. Live as one of them. Love as one of them. Feel Sorrow like one of them. Hold no grudge against us and let compassion be your guide. We have spoken. Be Gone!" Thundering in my ears the words echoed and world around me shook and became no more than an illusion, a dream I had once had and the cool breeze from falling from such dizzying heights rushed around my body.
In a few quick moments my life had changed so dramatically. Losing him was all I could stand to bear and it meant that I would lose everything else I had ever known. How would I ever find my way? This existence could be so cold and yet that isn't how I feel. I'm not scared of what's to come, I welcome it with open arms. A simple word of magic and my fall stopped. I looked down at the city below and smiled. Perhaps, I'll find a way to patch up my broken heart and help others do the same in this city. Hope fooled me yet again but I flew down toward the city by the sea.
"Sadness is in every living person, but when you're living happiness is always waiting for you!"
"I fell in love with a mortal." I bowed my head unable to defend my actions. Had it been so wrong? What possible harm could it cause them, it was my heart that ached for what I could no longer be a part of and for all that would never come to pass. Rules like this weren't meant to be absolute and Sorrow like this only deepened the Love I once had.
"You are unfit to dwell in heaven. From this day forth you shall serve as the fallen do. You must never again try to return. Being that you are very high ranking in our order I expect to see great things from you. Live as one of them. Love as one of them. Feel Sorrow like one of them. Hold no grudge against us and let compassion be your guide. We have spoken. Be Gone!" Thundering in my ears the words echoed and world around me shook and became no more than an illusion, a dream I had once had and the cool breeze from falling from such dizzying heights rushed around my body.
In a few quick moments my life had changed so dramatically. Losing him was all I could stand to bear and it meant that I would lose everything else I had ever known. How would I ever find my way? This existence could be so cold and yet that isn't how I feel. I'm not scared of what's to come, I welcome it with open arms. A simple word of magic and my fall stopped. I looked down at the city below and smiled. Perhaps, I'll find a way to patch up my broken heart and help others do the same in this city. Hope fooled me yet again but I flew down toward the city by the sea.
"Sadness is in every living person, but when you're living happiness is always waiting for you!"
Goddess Relief Office
Years ago, many lifetimes before ours, there were two lovers who quarreled. Their fury tore through existence burning through peoples hearts and it would come to pass that they should forever be apart yet be forced to sit side by side. When the dust had settled and we could finally ask the questions, we found to know these beings only as Love and Sorrow. Forever they must be in conflict and yet they unite us all. You cannot know one without the other and with such love comes such sorrow.
It is for these reasons the Goddess' took pity on mortals. They saw how fragile their hearts were and swore to aid their love and carry the burden of facing the sorrow. Those chosen to receive their kindness would not have to carry their sorrow within their hearts alone but be able to love more bravely than any others because it would not snap back and crush their soul in sorrow. In time the Goddess' created a Relief Office that would help organize their efforts and find those worthy of that sort of love.
Sometimes though, a Goddess strays from the path of grace and holds onto mortal emotions. She finds the Love and Sorrow are trapped within her own heart as well. These things make her more mortal than Goddess but these angels will fall to the very realms they influence and seek out directly all who may be worthy to receive the love of a Goddess.
"Many people may continue to feel pain and sadness. But it is the same with us. With affection... People learn from the past, live deliberately in the present, and then continue on to a wonderful future."
It is for these reasons the Goddess' took pity on mortals. They saw how fragile their hearts were and swore to aid their love and carry the burden of facing the sorrow. Those chosen to receive their kindness would not have to carry their sorrow within their hearts alone but be able to love more bravely than any others because it would not snap back and crush their soul in sorrow. In time the Goddess' created a Relief Office that would help organize their efforts and find those worthy of that sort of love.
Sometimes though, a Goddess strays from the path of grace and holds onto mortal emotions. She finds the Love and Sorrow are trapped within her own heart as well. These things make her more mortal than Goddess but these angels will fall to the very realms they influence and seek out directly all who may be worthy to receive the love of a Goddess.
"Many people may continue to feel pain and sadness. But it is the same with us. With affection... People learn from the past, live deliberately in the present, and then continue on to a wonderful future."
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