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Date Posted: 23:05:45 02/06/03 Thu
In reply to:
Dru'Riden
's message, "Your Efforts..." on 22:47:13 02/06/03 Thu
The Gate opened slowly as Ceallac stroll in, the head of the assembly as two men walked slowly out toward him, If they were indeed men, for none of their physical features were visable...they very well could be anything...elf...man...
" Ah, my two apprentices...Rokiya and Toshia. Please, take these people to their quarters, then report to me within the Hall of Banefire " though only the two robed figures could see, he smiled wickedly...and it seemed they answered it in kind..and as Ceallac walked off, the apprentices simply walked toward another part of the massive structure, a wide area so that farms and lives could be rebuilt..seemingly..the people thought that Ceallac was a sheer genius..he has thought of everything...
Inside...a hour later.
A large assembly hall, filled with thousands of seats..with one long table in the middle with only three, stone thrones it seems, and placed before that, etched in the rich language of eldrich, was a small concave lens almost, a small dip where one would expect a pool or a fountain to exist..it seemed out of place entirely.
" Did they find their quarters to their liking? " He said, sitting upon the most majestic of the thrones, his legs crossed in a state of...well sheer " Im a bad ass " kinda feeling.
A deep musicial voice resounded from the one known as Toshia, but pained...filled with sadness and grief. " Yes Master, they are rejoicing in the homes you have gave them..." the voice trailed on..and fell to silence...even as the other man, Rokiya, stepped forward.
" The other plan is working as well master, the villagers that we took the other day in secret are ready for the ceremony, they are underneath the spell already so they may give themselves up willing to the Banefire. " This voice was deep, filled with power and a hint that he too was cocky once. Each voice seemed to be the other side of the spectrum, two diffirent wholes when mixed...made Ceallac's voice.
" Excellent...everything is going according to what I have foreseen. However my son Invellios tried to prevent the sunbane...however I have turned that attack to our advantage already..so pay it no mind. But I want Invellios out of the picture...Rokiya, see to it personally..."
The figure nodded, and explored with sheer strength, his power vibrating dangerously off the walls, thumming with once hidden strength as a hint of piercing green is visable underneath the hood, deadly as the being flew off in a burst movement, gone before his image even fades...
Ceallac laughed, having saw the flapping brown banner that trailed behide Rokiya....
" Everything is going as I have planned..."
He snickered evily, even as he went down into the small empty pool and began the spell for the morrow...the spell of BaneFire.
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