Disclaimer: I do not own any of the guild wars chars, except my own chars, I have no rights whatsoever to Areanet and Ncsoft. Nor do I own any of the rights from Yozaburo Knari or Fumija Sato's Kindaichi files manga. Nor do I own the rights to the producers of Bayside Shakedown the movies and the series. Nor do I have any rights to Trudi Canavans Black magician trilogy.
A/N: The Guild Wars universe, after the searing and after Shiros fall about twenty years after Shiro have returned to death in the afterlife. About forgotten heroes, broken guilds and the still growing evil.
Chapter one: A new start
Time has passed… The once rich lands have been broken and rebuilt, but prosperity is being corrupted by the evil that grow… Guilds have been weakened, by there hunger for power and wealth… Once great heroes, have been forgotten by the people, but the question is have the heroes forgotten them…
A silent wind passes the now green lands of Ascalon, though the wind is quick broken by the sound of horses and the people who rides them.
"Silent! Poor people" The young woman continues the reading from her worn letter, still sitting on her horse with her companions.
"Our guild, The Order of Feeroll has come to protect you from the growing evil in Ascalon" a mutter started to take place among the listeners and more joined them from the small village which they inhabited.
"The only thing we require from you, is logy food and a monthly fee on 1k to protect you people and you children, if you reject our help… let us just say we don't think of that just yet"
The village mutter soon hummed of anger. And when they attacked the youngsters, they did not stand a chance against the four mesmers and the reader elementalist.
"We'll come back tomorrow last chance, or I swear you'll regret it" the woman hissed the last words on her ride away from the gathering crowd.
"It's been a long time since the guild was gathered huh" Akkarin burst the dying flames to live just before they turned to ember.
"I do not need the heat at night Akkarin it's unnecessary to turn on fires at night… and yes it's been a while" Bayside called his phoenix to his side.
Akkarin shook his head, "I! can't see in darkness that's why I have this fire" Akkarin tossed a fire ball around in his hands making it warmer and warmer until the glow turned white "Night Bayside, and you to Sorrow" the phoenix stamped the ground hearing its name.
"Night Akkarin might you not burn us dead as you sleep" Bayside chuckled at his own joke and started his sleep, with Akkarin.
Akkarin slowly felt how his inner ember turned cold.
"Bayside! Don't use death magic on a sleeping elementalist, especially not a fire mentalist!" Akkarin quickly rose, using magic to regain his ember.
"C'mon you sleep so long at the mornings and it's the easiest way to wake you on" Bayside had a glad attitude with live being a necromancer.
Akkarin laughed a bit, before skimming his eyes against Baysides Greenly armor.