She walked calmly and quietly so much so that some would almost say she glided instead of ever laying a foot on the ground.
With a grace only befitting of a high-class elf, she moved seductively, her heartbeat slowed as she looked at the one with short black hair, wearing a long black shirt and dark almost black blue pants.
His soul shined of the villain. "Could he have been found worthy?" She thought but quickly dismissed the thought as the young man had yet to become an adventurer.
His soul had the mark but he was still just a Human.
The other the one with brown hair glowed with the knight's ora, this one was definitely tested and had been found wanting. Yet the mark on his soul remained.
She liked her lips at the thought of securing one or both men for herself. Her children would have the mark as well and perhaps send to full adventurers.
She might even be able to have a great birth, like those before her that had found their soul bonded partners.
Behind them was a night elf of one of the sacred houses within the town. Currently there only existed three great houses, with the fourth and last house awaiting its creation.
The town of Jewel where all the pillars are located is one great house, four pillars are minor houses but the first is the great one, for it was the original there.
It's this house that guards Jewel against attacks from below and from the dead.
The one which she belongs to is tasked with the protection of the gate and securing that any unwanted visitors are either killed, leave or settle down in the mountain with little trouble.
The third was recently created, it was located in front of a road that each lead to a different realm gate.
They would be tasked with watching over the river and the all that come and go from there.
The last house would be the one that secured the Night Elves existence, it will be then that their Goddes would reveal her self to them and once the fourth house opened their eyes and walked once again living...
Then the adventurers would reveal to them the purposes of their existence.
It was them that created the night elves, it was them that could challenge the god of death and give new life to the dead.
Sigmar could give other life to the souls and the Elf Gods might be able to give life to the elves, but only the adventurers could give new life, in a new form...
Secretly many already spoke of a great birth a second god gestating in the ice.
One born from the souls of the dead and the new souls of those to come. He would be the brother of the goddess and it will be he who judges who can relive and can not.
Still, this was now and that was then.
Truthfully a concealment spell hid her every movement, yet she could tell that both men were aware of her presence.
Their eyes glowed with a blue and gold soul fire, a common thing for an adventurer to have.
She dispersed her magic and let them look upon perfection, granted her was mostly naked, but that only increased her beauty.
Everything important was covered up after all and what little she did wear made her have even greater curves.
The one that wore black looked at her with hungry eyes, but the one with the runes on his white shirt kept his eyes on her.
There wasn't any lust in them, nor caution, it was more like he was staring straight into her soul.
She was exposed to him, in every way. His burning eyes made her remember the ice and her memories of one time being part of a greater being.
For a moment she swore she saw her self in tight leather clothing in a dark land that had distant screams. Yet thence memories were not entirely her own and she also remembered a great dragon within and ancient forest.
The moment his eyes closed she felt his gaze leave her.
"This one's mine," she thought to herself, as she walked up to them before the other woman arrived and interrupted her.
"Welcome students of the ancient ones. What do we owe the pleasure." She treated them both and emphasized her last word.
"Forgive us for coming unannounced, but my comrade here wanted to see tour beautiful forest and wonders." Said the one with black hair as he placed his hands over the other one's shoulder.
They were friends, no he had said comrade and even as far as to give a half hug.
She let out a light gasp, as she realized, what stood before her. They were indeed apprentices, yet to be found worthy, but they belonged to the same house.
She swallowed, this had to be handled delicately if she mad one wrong move irreparable damage between relations could and would happen.
She bowed and presented herself.
"Greetings my name is Allure, guardian of this entrance and watcher of the well of souls. Please tell me what are your names." She said attempting to act as a well-behaved maiden.
Both men smiled and stretched out their sweat covered hands. She was repulsed by the smell but shook them nonetheless.
"My name is Michael, record keeper of the house if the Horizon." The one with black hair said.
"My name is Lucky, I'm studying under Lord Naotsugu." The one with brown hair said.
She nearly swallowed her own tongue, at what they had just said.
She needed to find an elder, this was too much for her to handle and if that woman that was now smiling behind their backs managed to secure good relations... Then who knew what might happen.
"Unfortunately I can't leave my post, so if you would wait a moment I can provide an escort." She said as she used a minor spell to call down a bluebird and sent it out with a message to elders.
"Allure, if I may. I could show them around the areas I know." The woman behind them said, even if her smile was easy on the eyes and her voice sounded like honey. Allure could detect her mockery in every word.
She was enjoying her moments of shock.
A young guard soon arrived and told her the elders had allowed her to guide the two into the caves and the mountains for howling they wanted to be there.
Be it a single day or be it several years.
She turned to look at them and smiled as she guided them in, the filth of a woman followed.
How could someone like her be a Soul Singer was beyond Allures understanding, but the Goddes did what she knew was right and if it hadn't been her that gave that excuse of a woman that power. Then who was she to question the adventurers?
Not two step into the cave and the woman took the side of the man named Michael, her love trucked eyes said everything.
She wasn't here for the celebration or the tour, not even to secure relations. She was her for sex and nothing more.
She was planning to get pregnant, she imprinted.
Even if Allure wanted to stop her, it was an offense punishable by death or worse and Allure don't wish that on her worst enemies.
Yet even if that woman did get her wish, Allure was certain it wouldn't be a great birth, perhaps she would have a single child or perhaps twins.
Not the twenty that a great birth assured, she wouldn't be encased in Souls Ice and see each infant form around her, with the greatest of her first batch growing within her womb.
Yet few women would ever gain such an honor.
Pure Souls Ice, is ice that is covered by the adventurer's power, all the while keeping its purity.
It's perfect for women that are having children, for no taint will ever touch the fetus nor the mother.
Yet for some reason even as she thought this Allure couldn't understand why she was taking hold of the hand that belonged to the man named Lucky.
She could hear her goddess whispering, she could hear the many games she could play. Yet a separate voice began to speak within her mind.
It sounded male and he spoke about a large family, both in the sun and in the caves. It seemed that the final choice would her own.
They walked for a few moments, not long really the cold air made by the ice touched the hot air from the outside creating a mist not completely pure, but not entirely tainted.
From time to time a large growling sound could be heard, yet as the elders looked around in the earlier days, they found that it was made by the caves themselves.
The sound was almost as if a creature was snoring, but the likelihood of that was ridiculous. The mountain was home to her kin, several beats a forest, rivers filled with aquatic life and more than one tribe living on the surface.
Where could such a creature be hiding? For many even explored deeper and deeper underground and found nothing but souls ice and some luminescent worms.
Still, they walked until the glow of the roots could be seen, thankfully they didn't have to walk for long, Allure hated leaving her spot near the river, it was the precise location where the rivers split and where the pillar let out the purest waters.
If that spot was ever tainted...
No she had a job to do and she would do it and after today she will begin to teach another, so if a situation like this ever occurred again, she wouldn't be so worried, about the what ifs.
She guided her guests around the twisted roots and the luminescent trees that grew all around them.
From the ceiling, trees grew out word until the reached the outside and created a massive forest, that covered a large area of the mountains.
The trees also grew inside the caves in every direction and as such one would be had pressed to navigate the underground forest without a guide.
Monkeys ran about and lizards hunted them, all around them the forest was alive and with each roar or song of a bird the forest welcomed them.
The flowers opened and closed as they passed, letting out the specks of light that glittered in the air.
As they walked Allure signaled to them the form of a sleeping dragon, that wasn't really asleep but the creature tended to act like that. It was simple act, the dragon loved chasing children until the little ones exited the forest.
It would never hurt any of them, but the creature played with them like that. Some believed that it was someone's pet when it was young and somehow found its way into the caves.
This wasn't what was odd about the creature, no wat was odd was that its entire body was covered in souls ice and rock that glowed as if it was souls ice.
They walked passed a section of the cave that had several small human looking creatures, greedily eating away.
She made sure to keep her guest walking, those things tended to steal everything they could find and didn't keep their agreements.
So as a punishment they were presented with an eternal feast, each one would eat until it was fat enough and pulled away from its meal.
It would be left at the entrance to the surface, near the area where the upper forest met the lower forest.
To this day none have been able to make it out alive. Like, everyone, they had been given a warm welcome and had been warned, but they ate everything they could find and soon objects began to mysteriously vanish.
Their final act of stupidity was then they stole Pure Souls Ice meant for expecting mothers.
Nearly the entire village was slaughtered because of that and the survivors now eat until they can't are fat enough, until the day none of them remain.
Allure wonders at times if they even knew that most of the meat they ate, was actually the people of their own village that had been killed.
Either way, it didn't matter, they would all be dead soon enough.
They soon arrived in an area where a waterfall was located and several souls singers were praying, each one had spheres of ice, mist and water spinning around them.
The lights of memories danced from the waterfall, a single beam of light rising up, holding the discarded memoirs of a past life.
Both men and women prayed for the reborn to find a place in their new lives, for the memories of old not to lock the reborn down and take them unable to leave their newly given lives.
They prayed for the new lives and hoped that the infants would be healthy and live long lives.
Allure could hear the goddess whisper about beauty, about the roles one could take, about the acts of arts, petty, clothing, experiences and more.
She could hear the male voice, speak about the exploration of the world, the chance to see what one could do and the creation of a greater society.
He spoke about families, about the old and the young, the acts of vomiting mistakes and learning from them, as such becoming better people from the experiences.
Thankfully none of her guests really bothered to sag anything and finally, they arrived at the birthing chambers.
Allure and that woman gasped at the beautiful sight, blood pumped through the walls as infant moved inside their sacks and ice holdings. Their umbilical cords still connecting them to their mothers.
One day she will take her place and have a grand birth like them. Allure thought to herself.
The room was filled with infants cries, as new mothers tended to them. Their respective fathers watched with eyes that could kill, for anything that might hurt the infants and their mothers.
Allure could see the look of shock in Lucky's face, no doubt he was left speechless of such a wonderful sight.
New life, little ones who would soon bring in new headaches and new smiles.
She saw the other woman press her breath onto Michael, as she looked at the Pure soul's ice holding the expecting mothers and infants.
Allure suddenly looked down and realized she was holding Lucky in a tight embrace. The man was attempting to not look at her nearly exposed chest, but how could he even look away from her perfect form.
"No" Allure thought as she realized what was happening, but if her suspicions were real, then what would her infants be.
"Would they be as perfect as her or would they be imperfections, twisted by their lower level father." She had imprinted on Lucky and he was her soul bond.
Yet Lucky himself was yet to be worthy and if he ever was found worthy he would be beyond her reach. Certainly, he was lower than her now, bit layer he would be so far above her, that her bound could be severed.
She pulled away, no wanting to think about the implications and felt warm tears trying to come out of her eyes. Yet she held them back, she couldn't allow herself to be seen in couch an unsightly manner.
Despite this she found herself holding the man's hand and guiding the guests in.
(Speech change)
He blew into his hands and attempted to keep himself warm, it was even more difficult now in days.
They had gathered the largest amount of shades glass possible and loaded the carts to the brink. The cart itself was covered in ice and had a constant flow of water in it.
This was done by simply adding metal pipes and a drain and letting the waterfall from the ceiling of the cart.
The amount of shades glass was ridiculous, this city truly depended on it and yet the treasure held within the city were becoming more and rarer in their form the more they ventured into the city.
Several barrels of water had been left to simply lay in the city and the tormented sectors flocked to them like flies to a rotting corpse.
Somehow the waters drew the souls into them and as time went on the waters seemed to evaporate, forcing the men to have to go and gather more water.
Gems, gold and other precious metals paid the bribes for them to get the glass into jewel, but it was becoming more and more difficult to stay in Shadespire.
The how of the undead nearly stole their souls more than once and with more and more black glass being shipped out the city was somehow becoming more and more restless.
Still, they had found architectural papers that showed how to build the impossibly high skyscrapers and more than one escrow that told how to use different types of death magic.
With every archain weapon recovers the men could face the growing numbers of undead.
Yet something was becoming more and more a parent, the winds didn't blow right anymore.
When wind blows it a person can feel life in it, now that life was gone and it didn't feel like wind anymore, it felt like a ripe of true undeath.
They would soon have to leave this city, they would take everything they had recovered to jewel and live as kings.
Something big was coming and they had to move before it did happen.
[Character change Nagash]
Peace by peace shades dust was gathered and formed into the bricks made to complete the black pyramid.
How many species had gathered and died attempting to prevent the completion of his masterpieces.
Soon when the last peaces were gathered everything would belong to Nagash, in one simple move he would deny Chaos the souls and worshipers.
Sigmar the Soul Thief and his pantheon will obey him or simply wither away.
Yet there was something, something had be gone to shine, it latched itself into the souls of the dead and the dying preventing them from reaching his domain and those that attempted to prevent this were stopped by in unknown force.
The presence was growing, yet his eyes finally laid upon the town and it's insulting people.
Yet whatever this new power was, quickly hid from his sight.
He searched for ways of reaching this place and making its people pay, yet if he lost concentration on building the black pyramid them his work could be undone.
Yet it was in Shadespire that the answer came a group of people were stealing what rightfully belonged to him.
However, they were also foolishly gathering the needed shades glass to allow his power to bypass the barriers preventing him from destroying the town.
He held off his stronger servants, this way the fools would allow him to bring punishment to those that denied him his due.
Yet something was wrong, a hint of doubt lurked it's way in. It was almost as if the glass being brought into the town was precisely what something else wanted.
He searched through the realms and saw morals protected from his winds by various trinkets and runes, yet be could not find where this presence laid.
Still, whatever it was, it would soon be too late, there was a in brick missing and it was currently being built.
It was over he had won. Nagash had won.
[Speech change Allure]
Her heartbeat was that of an inexperienced woman about to have her first and yet she couldn't help holding the man's hand.
He was warm, his hand fit perfectly with her own, it was almost as if he was designed to serve her every need.
There was no doubt now, with each passing second her soul called out to his and she could feel herself falling deeper and deeper into lust.
Her goddess called out to her, urging her to give in, the man's voice was almost demanding she embrace her mate.
Nothing mattered anymore, she would take her mate and make her children perfect, no their children will be perfect.
She stopped walking turned around and noticed that the woman was missing and so was Michael.
She graves her soul bond and without warning, she gave him the most passionate kiss she could.
The man was slow to follow but quickly melted into her arms and began to even leed.
Then almost as if the universe was against their union the winds stopped and the united screamed of the Soul Singers echoed through the caves.
The ice glowed so rightly that it seemed as it was attempting to fight off some sort of infection and the many dead and undead shook as if something was attempting to force its way thru.
She quickly graved Lucky's hand and ran to the river she had to know what was going on.
Yet as she passed the waterfall she saw that the waters were gone and the ice was even cracked.
However, after a moment the water began to flow again and the light of memories shined once again.
There were no songs from the birds as they ran true the forest, no the entire place was quiet and only the lashing tree roots were visible.
A loud roar echoed thru the cave and Allure saw what was happening when she reached her designated area.
She lost her breath at the sight of what was happening for the sheer thought of it was ridiculous.
The mountain was angry and had risen to due battle, the mountain was moving and with a loud roar it walked towards the dead lands.
The roar was carried by the winds far of into the distance, past the dead lands and resonated deep within the chasms where the rivers flowed and seemed as if they were oceans.
Slowly all four pillars within Jewel began to glow until finally, the center one shined.
Beneath the town soul singers cried out in shock, something had changed the souls within the ice struggled to stay and sleep their memories away.
The ice was breaking cracks now filled the cave walls and the tunnels warned of themselves collapsing.
Yet the ice glowed and a deep voice sang, with each roar the voice grew louder and louder until it could no longer be ignored.
"The surface." It demanded and with little else to due, all Reborn and newly born Night Elves ran to the surface, fearful yet stealing themselves for what they would find.
Far into the distance mountains had risen and now and were now circling the town, each was a beast in its own right and shined with a nature entirely of its own.
One shined with the light of the waters another with the glow of the forest and another had the light of ice embedded in it.
The land shook, y3t it wasn't because the mountains were walking something else was occurring.
The festival was neither panicking nor it in any festive mood any longer and yet the people watched in aw.
Warp Stone glittered in the air alongside the light of memories each rune delicately engraved in every marble, basic rock, warp stone, smooth stone all shined one by one.
The prose was so quick that had the Night Elves not been able to see the energies of the water they would have never seen the prose itself.
Despite this new markings and runic magic were forming all on their own and beams of light began to lift themselves up into the sky.
The songs of the dying and the dead began to join every roar and yet it all sounded incomplete.
Snow began to fall from the lights in the sky yet it never touched the ground, as the light of memories began to mix in with the snow and vanish as they touched.
"A sign" someone said.
Slowly the murders continued until the priest began to speak loudly telling their followers that on this day their gods had blessed the town and yet it all seemed incomplete.
Deep in space a slam smiled, his plan was almost complete he had used every design the town had including it geographical location and its landmarks.
He had copied everything and even imitated the transformation of the land. Despite this, he had not expected the realms response.
Every runic engravement he added was imitated within the original town and even the distant monuments had risen being given life.
All that was missing was the last pillar to complete his creation, yet he could already see the completed work.
A giant clock that measured the lines of life, death, birth, rebirth and the way souls linger.
His original pillar would be a way for him to control such power yet he needed that last peace to be made.
He could make it himself by gathering more ice, yet he somehow knew that the last peace would be special.
The cries of the Deepkin grew so loud that their sorrow drew the god Teclis's attention, the god of the Deepkin observed this new power for a long moment and realized the energy potential.
However, there was a taint within it and something else was flowing, growing. So he began to shine his light hoping to guide this power to the elves favor.
Sigmar heard the calls of humanities unrest but was reluctant to act, his attention was needed elsewhere.
Slowly every trinket necklace, bracelet, ring, eyeglass and so forth made by utilizing the waters or souls ice began to emit the ever growing power.
Allure for her part could only laugh as the sheer stupidity of what she was seeing could not and should not be.
Her mountain home was a massive turtle, behind it was a bear, a tiger walked beside the title and a crawling dragon walked beside the bear.
They were all circling the edges of the lights in the sky and as odd as it might have seemed every step her mountain home gave seemed to leave a trail of ice behind.
The ice itself was making something, something big.
In all honesty, the turtle wasn't moving at any truly significant speed, it was the sheer size of the beast that made it seem as if it was almost running.
"I guess he will, no, they will have to learn to live here with me, no us." Allure thought to herself and attempted to keep her thoughts concentrated, but it was becoming more difficult as the minutes passed.
Lucky walked forward and stretched out his hand, he looked as if he had noticed something she had completely missed.
"The air is different. Allure can you come here a minute." Lucky said as he walked to each side of the caves entrance.
Allure immediately noticed that the wind she felt as the turtle walked wasn't there, instead, the cool air of the tunnels could be felt and in another part, the hot yet cool wind of the main entrance could be felt.
"Do you feel it, the difference?" Lucky asked before he jumped.
It was only a second yet Allure felt her chest brake and was almost overwhelmed with pain. Yet the man simply walked back into the cave.
"Its just like I thought. The mountain might be moving, but the entrance is still there. Well you can't see it, I had to walk backwards but you know what I mean." Lucky said before Allure felt her self-move.
In a matter of seconds, she slapped the fool on each side of his stupid face and brought him into a tight embrace. She thought he had killed himself.
"I thought you died." Allure said as she held the man.
"Well looks like you two are getting along." A voice said behind them.
Allure turned to see who it was but she already knew based on the man's voice.
"So any idea where we are going," Michael said as he walked towards them.
Allure simply smiled that woman as lacked onto Michaels' arm, both of them had their hair a complete mess and Michael looked as he had rolled around in the mud.
The woman looked like that as well, yet where Michael had the all too human look of I just had sex, she was glowing with satisfaction.
Allure felt something, perhaps it was jealousy, she had yet to join with Lucky, but the man felt defeated when they both first met a few hours ago.
Now that feeling was gone replaced with a ripe of confidence, she had seen on Lord Naotsugu.
"Michael, where have you been?" Lucky asked his companion, yet he was letting out a smile that said he knew exactly what his comrade had been up to.
"I was doing research." Michael answered as the woman besides him slightly blushed.
"So are you feeling better now?" Michael asked Lucky.
Lucky smiled and looked at the moving land in front of him.
"Yah I saw it, you know inside the nursery. One moment it looks entirely human, then it looked like an elf with red hair, then like a night elf and after that a combination of it all."
"When I saw him, my fear went away. I get it now, the darkness is a test... Michael thank you." Lucky said as he pointed in front of him.
"If we walk forward we can exit in the same spot where we first came in, but it has to be in this area. It seems the one on the right is really the outside and I don't know where the left part goes." Lucky told Michael.
"Let's just enjoy the view for now. I'm sure Master Shiroe and the others are already doing something about this or it was in their plans, to begin with...besides it's not like something bad is happening." Michael said as he and the soul singer shared a kiss.
(Speech change )
The people's eyes widened with horror and the free guilds prepared themselves to fight for their lives.
Hundreds of skeletons marched their eyes no longer burning with witch fire, each held a rock in its bony hands.
Everyone fully expected that the evil they had attempted to escape, had finally reached them and was going to finally kill them all.
Yet the attack never came.
Each stone was piled on top of another until a great wall was built, slowly rack skeleton breath out a stream of cold air and froze the rocks in place.
Those that could still see, noticed that the skeletons bodies were being held together with ice.
Bone hands dug into the dead lands tearing thru dirt and stone pulling discarded weapons and useless wagons.
Dead animals picked clean by scavengers and the natural element rose up taking formation.
The strongest of them all looked as if it was a combination of stone, ice, a ripe of ghost and as strange as it might seem water. He towered over the others and slowly several others similar to himself joined him.
Others varying in size and with one or two of what the strongest had ordered the skeletons around.
Soon the army that stood in the dead lands had risen, but we're all looking at the opposite direction, keeping their backs to the people and the pillar that produced water for the river.
(Speech change)
The Knight Captain was not pleased he was forced to leave Jewel for an urgent message his men had sent him, bug it only said that he should get to the border and see for himself.
So he took the fasted horse and rode as fast as he possibly could.
His men wouldn't bother him unless it was important and if they had kept information, then it was too delicate for anyone to know.
He soon caught sight of his men and the prisoners, but as he bearded their location he could see something that shouldn't be.
The unnatural energy were calming down and he could see Pyramids made of marble as far as the eye could see.
Each pyramid varied in size but one thing remained consistent it was made of white marble stone and there was a lot of them.
