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Subject: Your Efforts...


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Dru'Riden
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Date Posted: 22:47:13 02/06/03 Thu

The entire day, he simply stood upon his mountain, watching with keen eyes the events transpiring that day, watching with grim satifaction. He simmply stood there, watching the world literally turn to ashes within a short amount of time, as darkness fell as a blanket to a planet that now was flushed with fever...he finally moved, flapping his wings gently as he floats upwards..and awaits the coming of dawn.

It finally approached, now the once lovely symbol of life seen as a curse, a vile punishment upon the world by some just god. Now they prayed for death...prayed to die..by the Sunbane.

Such a easy comfort death...something Dru'Riden refused to the world as he flew on swift wings to the nearest village...hit hard by the sunbane..crops..destroyed..eradicated. The children..alas for them! Sterile, most blind and some even struck dumb, as if the sheer madness that their greatest ally would betray them so...

He came to them as a prophet..a beggar...and a magi. He spoke to them of this evil as a curse brought upon them by a angelic like goddess for a crime that didn't belong to them, but that He, Ceallac, knew of a cure to this dread curse. There, he made a small cut across his palm, his dark blood pouring out as he slowly cupped it in his hand..letting it flow outward as he chanted in a acid touched language, filled with nothing but despair and pain.

A touch of green shot up, growing with such intensity and celerity it seemed near impossible as it shot up to the height of the hand, a stalk of corn, ripe and fresh and gleaming with vitality...as the village as one gasp...and pleaded with the beggar...

" Hear me! I go to construct a place of learning, where I can teach you all about the Sunbane, of the Goddess who did this, and how you may fight it! It will take...sacirfices from all of us, but together...we shall suceed! "

The people cheered him as...Messiah.

The image faded away, as did thousands, simple puppets as thousands of people learned his ways in mere minutes, giving final directions to where this citadal will be, so they can learn how to bring life to their homes, and how to mend the wound that was the Sunbane..even as the dreaded murder of the earth, the sunbane, hit the world....and was blocked briefly by the shield that Invellios put up..though only for a short time..the people cheered loudly..Ceallac was truly the messiah to have saved them from this sunbane...

Later..entire villages were empty, all traveling to Revelstone, the Citadal of Dru'Riden. A massive fortress built against a mountain, each stone put together by sheer genius, subtle traps and defenses coming apparent nearly at every glance and thought by the imaginary. No children cried within the villages, no one took water from the river...it seemed as everyone disasppeared, yet they were truly in heaven, as the area around Revelstone was healthy...full of life...as they were full of life...

As they were too..touched by the malice of a god. As Ceallac welcomed them at the gate...and taught them his sorcery of Blood and Death...his thoughts briefly echoing...schism from his soul as it sent the words across to Invellios...

" Thank you my son...your aid was beneficial....you too..shall learn despair.."

The schism became one soul once more, beautifully joined within hate.

" Come my breathren...let us learn together how to fight a evil that in one day undone all we held dear...let us...FIGHT...this Goddess who dares to hurt us on her whims! "

He moved as a messiah..his hold wasn't complete he knew...someone with a strong heart could move them..but he too knew someone of a evil heart could finish it...as he moved about them...to the children.

Always it goes to the children..the next generation...So much is placed upon their shoulders! Ceallac touched each one, cutting himself each time and dotting each child with a crystaline droplet of life....each drop a thousands viles of the earth...as the drop bores deep into the mind, the soul, corrupting the roots like a intelligent virus, and waiting before it unleashes its full unbridled might.

To the villagers...the children...suddenly became whole...Deft could hear...the voiceless speak....the blind see.

" Now...you too..can learn my ways...your rooms await you "

You try to combat me already...yet you lack the way...you don't know where to place your fire...Tomorrow is another sun...
He smirked, holding hands of two villager elders inside his fortress...

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