Of Memories and Plots
Authors Notes:
as always constructive criticism is appreciated, any review is appreciated
P.S.: Flames will be stored up for use in the forge of Amaru Reai to make more grundienium ^_^7
"Speech",Thoughts
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000Flashback000
It was a dark and and stormy night in the land of japan as if the worlds oceans were falling from the sky on this night three figures the rain almost obscuring them from view brave the storm "Are you guys sure the scroll said the cave with that spring was here, cause this is the third time we've passed that creek and I still don't see any cave!" said a soprano voice over the pitter-patter of the rain.
"What creek?"asked another of the figures " put on your glasses Mousse, you know you cant see with out them" said the third "yeah well what's your excuse Ryoga?" asked Mousse "iv got my hands full keeping us dry" retorted Ryoga "Speaking of dry, why am I the only one in the rain?!" the first exclaimed "well you can get around with your curse better than we can Ranma and there's only room for two under this umbrella." Ryoga said shaking it for emphases "you guys suck" replied Ranma
"pipe down you two were here" interjected Mousse pointing to a cave in the mountain side
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Mar'wean Academy of Magic, Headmistresses office, Soon After Ranma's Awaking
Headmistresses Raven was in a slightly better mood than that of a few weeks ago I mean sure Mar'ra was only stuck as a statue for a day before causing more trouble, the summoned beings spell got the attention of all magic users, priest's and priestesses around the land and to top it all off the founding god of the academy Tsu'mata was not answering his followers leaving her to deal with a panicking city. There was a cracking grinding sound bring her out of her introspective to realize that she had broken her garnet inkwell pen, sighing she threw it in a rubbish bin beside her desk and pulled a new one out of a drawer. "i need a vacation" she said softly to her self.
There was a knock at the door"what is it now"she said to her self before saying in a louder voice "Enter" the large oak door creaked in its jade frame for a moment before slowly opening for Mrs. Goodfellow to enter "Ah, Mrs. Goodfellow I was about to send for you how is Rogue?"inquired the headmistress
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Kingdom of Mer'culon, The Vece'ren' Forest, The Fortress City of Cull'antathar', Some Time Mid Evening one months later
The people of the great Fortress City of Cull'antathar' were in a state of fear not felt since the evil Orc Warlord Shun'khech shar set his armies against them in a effort to take the Arch magi' Orb 1, one of only three known Relics of the Third Age, only this time it was not some petty warlord, it was the army of The Dark God Nerferkan that lay siege to the city fortress his soulless army of Elves, Humans, Half-Beasts, Drow, Orc, Trolls and Demons all having sworn fealty to Nerferkan and his champion Nefferos, a Drow, wearing a single intricate carved obsidian armband a gift from Nerferkan to his champion and a symbol of Nefferos loyalty to his Dark God.
In the city there is a tower made of beautiful red marble polished to a mirror like shine, inlay with exquisite gold depictions of dragons, Gods and mortals of all races doing battle with evil and in that tower there was a great meeting hall with two tiers each had oak chairs and one ring shaped table that went around the whole of that specific tier, in the center of the room was a single long table with a golden chair at its head, in this room are gathered the Cull'antathar' Council and the Cull'antathar' Magic Academy Circle of Mage's they were currently discussing the situation they found themselves in, that is to say arguing like children but alas such is politics.
"I say we surrender now before the fighting starts and there's no turning back" said one of the Council, a fat boar Half-Beast male wearing fancy green clothing that did nothing to hide his large stomach.
"I agree with Ho'garus, we are running low on food, the cisterns are almost empty of water and our army is hopelessly out numbered, the only way to avoid unnecessary bloodshed is to surrender" said a tall thin human woman with brown hair bound into a high bun atop her head and a long pointed nose, wearing a deep blue dress.
"FOOLS!" bellowed a Red haired, leather armor clad Dwarf "we are not the first city they have laid siege to, and you know full well what happened to the city Hari'ma'! When they surrendered, the city was raised to the ground, its people slain and enslaved by Nefferos army anyway! You're wrong if you think it will end differently for us if we surrender!"
After the dwarf's statement the council chambers once again erupted into arguments some wanting to try to strike a deal with Nefferos, some said to attack first in hopes of catching the opposing army by surprise and yet others wanted to try to sneak a runner out to seek aid from Kar'Kethos in the mountains of Kor'Kep a fortress of the Nazkebek kingdom and a Dwarven stronghold with more than fourteen thousand solders inhabiting its great underground halls and chambers, no more than two weeks ride from Cull'antathar'.
"Enough" said the Duke of Cull'antathar' an old High Elf Named Ma'rik Fey'ar O'lo'thar' but he was not heard for the Council's bickering "ENOUGH I SAY!" he shouted making sure he got their attention "What say you Marble Circle of mages?" he asked. There were hushed whispers among the mages before a response apparently agreed upon by the maiges was delivered by a old human male most of his appearance concealed by the red hooded cloak he and the rest of the Marble Circle of Mages wore but his dark brown skin and braided red beard marked him as being of The People of The Red Sand in the Ar'tel desserts of the Ar'Tiken kingdom "we agree that it is impossible to win a battle against Nerferkan's army without help, M'lord we propose sending two runners one to the fortress of Kar'Kethos to seek aid there and one to The Jade City of Mar'wean to seek the aid of The Jade Council, since it is almost as close as Kar'Kethos as the crow flies"
The Duke leaned back into his golden chair contemplating the mages words and then spoke "All in favor of surrender?" he asked, there were eight responses of aye from the twenty five council members " All in favor of seeking the aid of the Dwarvs and the Jade Council?" he asked for this option there were seventeen responses of aye "the decision is made then" he motioned to one of the guards at the door "Yes M' lord?" he asked "prepare two runners for travel one is to go to Mar'wean to seek aid form the Council and the other leaves for Kar'Kethos to seek aid from the Dwarvs" commanded the duke "At once M' lord" said the guard bowing deeply to the duke before leaving the chambers to do as instructed.
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"1" originally kept safe by a group of Knights known as The Shields of Nemaratsukahn one of the twelve group's of knights that made up The Order
End Author Notes: sorry for the long wait for such a short chapter but it is all I have to offer you at the moment with moving, losing my job and finding a new one plus my beta reader quit on me*sad face*.