The Fall of Orbis
800 years before
In a dark room, 8 figures, all equipped with glowing stones were sitting around a table.
"Council is now in session." said the man with a red stone. He was a strong man who wielded a heavy-looking pole arm. His armor was dented and many battle scars framed his face. To his left was a tall and lithe woman who wore a green robe and wielded a golden bow in the shape of a dragon. Brown wavy locks accented her sharp green eyes. Sitting right next to her was another woman who looked exactly like her, except she wore a green robe and wielded a crossbow shaped like a dragon instead. They both fashioned their stones in bracelets tied with a ribbon according to their color. In front of the twins was a half-drunken man. He crafted his yellow stone into his gem-encrusted gun. It was removable when necessary, though. The ones with purple and black stones both wore dark colored clothing; the only difference was that the man with the purple stone wore a shade closer to indigo than black. The last two had the blue and white stones. The elegant lady wore a blue qi pao with a white dragon decoration on the right side. The man with the white stone resembled an angel; his yellow hair was so light it seemed white.
The man who spoke before spoke again.
"Eric, we have reports of you terrorizing the citizens in your territory." He said to the man in black.
Eric just sighed. "Those peasants were worthless anyways; they are not worth my time."
The twins stood up abruptly, "We all took an oath. An oath to keep the citizens of Osseryia safe!" they said, their eyes blazing.
"Us? Keep them safe?" he laughed, "They should be able to take care of themselves!"
The other members of the council turned to him, their eyes full of anger.
The holder of the red stone spoke again.
"All in favor of expelling Eric, of the Darke guild, raise your hand."
Everyone raised their hands. Eric had not expected this outcome, nor did he want to give away his land.
"You'll all regret this! The ones who made me suffer shall not get away unharmed!" shouted Eric angrily.
When he had stormed out, everyone started whispering among themselves.
"There is an uneven balance now," said the white angel-like man," There is only one dark to balance the light." He looked sorrowfully at Leo, the purple stone holder.
"And the prophecy," the woman in blue whispered," It is incomplete!"
"There is time yet," answered Leo, "The prophecy may not even take place in our time."
A clock on the wall played the Song of the Tower, indicating the meeting was over.
"Council adjourned," they muttered in unison.
