Klarth F. Lester gazed from his window and sighed. It had been… what? Ten? Fifteen? It had been seventeen years since the defeat of Neo Dhaos, although, technically, it wouldn't happen for a hundred and thirty-three years. But, for a former traveler through the River of Time, it had been seventeen years. It was the same for Arche Klaine, the half-elf who had accompanied him on his journeys. Klarth broke his gaze away from the picture-perfect scene outside, the people walking around, going about their errands, and gazed at the Eternal Sword that Cless Alvein had given to him to return to his time, and to guard with his life. He gazed down towards the tome of magical research and recent activity at the year 4210, and studied the burst of activity that had occurred around Ymir Forest. He had thought originally that Arche had gotten into a scuffle, but not even Arche would purposely generate that much power just to defeat a random bunch of monsters. They had both privately agreed that the most powerful spell Arche would cast, unless in an extreme emergency, would be Indignation, and this energy greatly exceeded Indignation's power, even when the Yggdrasill was at its prime. No, this was more of the power of Meteor Storm, but Arche, as irresponsible as she is, wouldn't cast that spell on just to kill a living oak! Was what ran through Klarth's head. Then, he noticed a small power. He had discounted it merely as a simple casting of Fireball, but, now that he inspected it closer, it resembled more of a summon. It couldn't have been… Could it? The activity generated by a summon is always very low, and to an inexperienced eye a summoning of Gremlin Rea could easily be mistaken for a simple Lightning spell. Still, each summon had its distinctive signature, and this one didn't resemble any one he'd…
Klarth froze in his tracks.
He had been running through his memory, recalling the energy signature of hundreds upon thousands of magical spirits and their summon energy, recalling the signature of monsters long-extinct in the real world, and his mind found upon one that meant only one thing.
Arche was dead, if not the entire elf population.
Klarth knew better than to think that this could be handled by him alone. He had been training in the use of the Eternal Sword, yes, but this was too great for him to handle. Not even Gremlin Rea could stand up to this power, it was so great. Klarth quested for the Eternal Sword, finally locating it among a pile of useless notebooks and porn magazines, the figurative and literal diamond in the rough. Klarth picked it up, feeling the power resonate into his body. Klarth held it up high, and yelled out.
"Eternal Sword! Please take me to Cless Alvein and Mint Adnade!"
~*~*~
A flash of light erupted from Klarth's study.
"Oh, great. He's gone and done one of his kooky experiments with combining elementals again, and pissed them off to the extent where they would attack him," thought Miranda. Holding the baby close to her, that Klarth had recently sired, she walked timidly forward, hoping that the elementals would not attack her in her frustration. She creaked the door open slowly. She stood in pure and utter shock.
Klarth had disappeared, and the Eternal Sword was missing. She walked around, searching through the books, hoping against hope that Klarth was just playing a joke on her, and that he would pop out of a large pile of books and scare her out of her wits. Unnoticed in her search, a note was written:
"Dear Miranda,
I cannot write for long, for I fear that it may attack me, in its search for the Eternal Sword. All I can say is that you should leave immediately, for our son is special, not in the way that a parent thinks that his or her son is special, but in a way that could change our world dramatically. I have gone to retrieve Cless, Mint, and Chester, for they alone can help us. Hopefully, we will be back soon.
-Klarth"
(A/N: Good prologue, huh? Well, read and review, and flames are accepted, mainly because I need nest liner! =P)
Klarth froze in his tracks.
He had been running through his memory, recalling the energy signature of hundreds upon thousands of magical spirits and their summon energy, recalling the signature of monsters long-extinct in the real world, and his mind found upon one that meant only one thing.
Arche was dead, if not the entire elf population.
Klarth knew better than to think that this could be handled by him alone. He had been training in the use of the Eternal Sword, yes, but this was too great for him to handle. Not even Gremlin Rea could stand up to this power, it was so great. Klarth quested for the Eternal Sword, finally locating it among a pile of useless notebooks and porn magazines, the figurative and literal diamond in the rough. Klarth picked it up, feeling the power resonate into his body. Klarth held it up high, and yelled out.
"Eternal Sword! Please take me to Cless Alvein and Mint Adnade!"
~*~*~
A flash of light erupted from Klarth's study.
"Oh, great. He's gone and done one of his kooky experiments with combining elementals again, and pissed them off to the extent where they would attack him," thought Miranda. Holding the baby close to her, that Klarth had recently sired, she walked timidly forward, hoping that the elementals would not attack her in her frustration. She creaked the door open slowly. She stood in pure and utter shock.
Klarth had disappeared, and the Eternal Sword was missing. She walked around, searching through the books, hoping against hope that Klarth was just playing a joke on her, and that he would pop out of a large pile of books and scare her out of her wits. Unnoticed in her search, a note was written:
"Dear Miranda,
I cannot write for long, for I fear that it may attack me, in its search for the Eternal Sword. All I can say is that you should leave immediately, for our son is special, not in the way that a parent thinks that his or her son is special, but in a way that could change our world dramatically. I have gone to retrieve Cless, Mint, and Chester, for they alone can help us. Hopefully, we will be back soon.
-Klarth"
(A/N: Good prologue, huh? Well, read and review, and flames are accepted, mainly because I need nest liner! =P)