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Chapter 4 A Dish Served Cold
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"What do you want Ashyur?"
" I bring orders from the Council, M'lord"
"Since when do I listen to the Council?
"Since now. They want you to give Raziel the Tests of Passing."
"I will choose when and who receives the Tests of Passing, not the Council. Raziel is not ready."
"The Council can overrule you. Your way isn't endless. Besides, you and I both know that he is more then ready. The only problem that could possibly delay his release, we cured 4 years ago. You are holding him back, because you fear the same thing will happen to him as his mother."
"You are about 5 seconds from losing your head Ashyur."
"Struck a nerve, haven't I? What happened to her could not have been stopped, just like your hopes of keeping the boy here. The boy is going to leave one way or another. His current little escapades aren't going to last. And if you think he is going to find a mate and settle down, your dumber then you look."
"Ashyur!!!"
"O hush! Just give the boy the damned tests already!"
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Raziel yawned and closed the door to the apprentice necromancer barracks. He started to head to the Dead Man Drinking Tavern. The skeletal bards were playing loudly tonight. Moreover, the patrons were just as loud.
Hey Laolly hey Laly lo
I know a girl from ol nantuck
hey lolly hey lolly lo
Who just loves to.....
A shadow appeared in front of Raziel.
"M'lord Shoudstorm"
"Raziel. As soon as you can break from your goal of copulating with every girl in Paineel, report to the Council Chambers. You have a task"
The Hell Lord faded away.
A task. Great. What will it be this time? Clean out the stables or maybe something prestigious like polishing his boots. Damn him. Raziel faded away
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"Ahhh Raziel, welcome into the Council Chambers" spoke a tall elderly man.
"M'lord Seyjuah"
"We have a task of importance for you." A silvery orb appeared in the center of the Council. The orb went translucent, and inside six figures appeared. They were clad in Finely smithed steel armor, polished to a bright shine.
"Paladins.." muttered Raziel
"Yes. Five of them are apprentices; they are on a training mission. Which by itself is nothing new or of major importance. However, they have encamped near the Combine relics in the forest. Far too close for any ordinary training. It is believed they are scouting our defenses for a major attack. Your task is to kill them and recover any thing that might give the Purists knowledge of our defenses."
"It shall be done."
Raziel saluted the Council and departed for the armory.
This is a test, it has to be..or maybe it is just coincidence...No! The council chose that group on purpose. Because they know that the Templar is that bastard that killed...It makes no difference..He dies..slowly.
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"Do you think Raziel remembers?"
"Yes, I could see it in his eyes, when you showed him the target"
"That is good. Now we must wait and see if he releases his true power. The power of all Hell Knights.
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He turned the bone key and the elevator rumbled to life. It began its long descent.
"There you are! You big jerk!"
He turned around to meet the voice and instead met a slap.
"Meya!?! You are supposed to be asleep!"
"I was! But I woke up and you were gone! You big jerk! Leaving after you have your way."
"Meya..." he gave her his best pitiful look
"Don't give me that face....stop it...o...all right. I forgive you. Were are you going so late?"
"Council"
"O my. Be careful Raziel. You come back unhurt, or else." She kissed him.
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Raziel perched on top of the Combine relic peering into the camp. Most were practicing some sword skills, but he was not concerned with them. His gaze was locked onto the Templar. He was showing one of the Apprentices some magic techniques on a hapless Kobold. He waited and waited. His hatred boiling. He could not stand it any longer.
"No..no. You're raising your arm too high for your swing to be effective. Do it like this" The Templar exampled
"O. Thank you. M'lord Arudan"
"Not a problem. Hey! Who put out the fire?" spoke Arudan. A cool wind rushed through the camp.
A laugh echoed.
"What the hell?"
"You, Purists amaze me. You claim to allow only the pure of heart and the noble into your ranks, yet dogs like you Templar, swell the ranks."
"I suggest you watch your tongue. Lest you feel my cold steel!"
"Hah! Could you defeat me? You can only defeat the weak and defenseless."
"What!?!"
"Don't deny it. 14 years ago, you cut a woman down who merely tried to protect her child. No doubt given the chance you would have killed the child had he not escaped." \
"I killed no woman 14 years ago. I killed the demon spawn of Innorouk!"
"SILENCE!!!!!" A figure in chain mail appeared in the center of the camp. "Now you dog, Revenge shall be mine"
"So the child has grown, it is a shame you have followed the ways of the Heretics. My students kill this follower of darkness. Show him the light of Elrossi!!"
The five Apprentices circled Raziel. "I have no interest in you. If you value your life, flee to Erudin" They ignored him and charged.
ONE!!! "GWAAAAH!!
TWO!!! 'DAAAAH!"
THREE!!! "AAAAAAH!"
FOUR!!! "GWAAARAAAA"
AND FIVE!!! "AAAARGG"
The bodies crashed to the ground.
"I wouldn't even count that as sword practice. It's your turn Templar."
Arudan made a quick prayer for the souls of his students. * He with drew his sword. The blade began to glow as mana began to flow to the holy blade. Raziel disappeared. The Templar turned around thinking he would reappear behind him. He felt his blood flow as pain ripped through his back. Then again in on his side..then once again in his chest. "Damn you Heretic!!" he quickly raised his blade "Elrossi impart my blade your Holy Light!" The blade shined brightly. The shadows quickly departed the camp. Raziel faded into view as the light ran over him. "Now try hiding your shadows, Heretic."
"I need no shadows to defeat you." Raziel's hands glowed briefly. Arudan screamed as his armor heated and burned his skin. "How does it feel, Templar. How does it the pain you caused return onto you"
The Templar out of pain dropped his blade. The glowing light disappeared and shadows reclaimed the land. Raziel disappeared again. Arudan dropped to the ground has Raziel's blade cut the back of his knees. Raziel appeared in front of Arudan. And sent his sword threw him. He slowly with drew the blade and cast it aside. *
Arudan crashed to the ground. Still gasping for a few breaths of air to pray. "O great..el rossi..please..protect my us...please guide our souls..to you...r.....embrace"
Raziel bent down and grasped Arudan by the neck. "Do not worry Templar, your soul shall not depart this realm."
"Wha...."
Raziel's eye went white. "Your soul... is mine!"
His scream echoed through Toxxulia.
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End Chapter 4
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Chapter 4 A Dish Served Cold
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"What do you want Ashyur?"
" I bring orders from the Council, M'lord"
"Since when do I listen to the Council?
"Since now. They want you to give Raziel the Tests of Passing."
"I will choose when and who receives the Tests of Passing, not the Council. Raziel is not ready."
"The Council can overrule you. Your way isn't endless. Besides, you and I both know that he is more then ready. The only problem that could possibly delay his release, we cured 4 years ago. You are holding him back, because you fear the same thing will happen to him as his mother."
"You are about 5 seconds from losing your head Ashyur."
"Struck a nerve, haven't I? What happened to her could not have been stopped, just like your hopes of keeping the boy here. The boy is going to leave one way or another. His current little escapades aren't going to last. And if you think he is going to find a mate and settle down, your dumber then you look."
"Ashyur!!!"
"O hush! Just give the boy the damned tests already!"
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Raziel yawned and closed the door to the apprentice necromancer barracks. He started to head to the Dead Man Drinking Tavern. The skeletal bards were playing loudly tonight. Moreover, the patrons were just as loud.
Hey Laolly hey Laly lo
I know a girl from ol nantuck
hey lolly hey lolly lo
Who just loves to.....
A shadow appeared in front of Raziel.
"M'lord Shoudstorm"
"Raziel. As soon as you can break from your goal of copulating with every girl in Paineel, report to the Council Chambers. You have a task"
The Hell Lord faded away.
A task. Great. What will it be this time? Clean out the stables or maybe something prestigious like polishing his boots. Damn him. Raziel faded away
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"Ahhh Raziel, welcome into the Council Chambers" spoke a tall elderly man.
"M'lord Seyjuah"
"We have a task of importance for you." A silvery orb appeared in the center of the Council. The orb went translucent, and inside six figures appeared. They were clad in Finely smithed steel armor, polished to a bright shine.
"Paladins.." muttered Raziel
"Yes. Five of them are apprentices; they are on a training mission. Which by itself is nothing new or of major importance. However, they have encamped near the Combine relics in the forest. Far too close for any ordinary training. It is believed they are scouting our defenses for a major attack. Your task is to kill them and recover any thing that might give the Purists knowledge of our defenses."
"It shall be done."
Raziel saluted the Council and departed for the armory.
This is a test, it has to be..or maybe it is just coincidence...No! The council chose that group on purpose. Because they know that the Templar is that bastard that killed...It makes no difference..He dies..slowly.
-------------------------
"Do you think Raziel remembers?"
"Yes, I could see it in his eyes, when you showed him the target"
"That is good. Now we must wait and see if he releases his true power. The power of all Hell Knights.
------------------------
He turned the bone key and the elevator rumbled to life. It began its long descent.
"There you are! You big jerk!"
He turned around to meet the voice and instead met a slap.
"Meya!?! You are supposed to be asleep!"
"I was! But I woke up and you were gone! You big jerk! Leaving after you have your way."
"Meya..." he gave her his best pitiful look
"Don't give me that face....stop it...o...all right. I forgive you. Were are you going so late?"
"Council"
"O my. Be careful Raziel. You come back unhurt, or else." She kissed him.
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Raziel perched on top of the Combine relic peering into the camp. Most were practicing some sword skills, but he was not concerned with them. His gaze was locked onto the Templar. He was showing one of the Apprentices some magic techniques on a hapless Kobold. He waited and waited. His hatred boiling. He could not stand it any longer.
"No..no. You're raising your arm too high for your swing to be effective. Do it like this" The Templar exampled
"O. Thank you. M'lord Arudan"
"Not a problem. Hey! Who put out the fire?" spoke Arudan. A cool wind rushed through the camp.
A laugh echoed.
"What the hell?"
"You, Purists amaze me. You claim to allow only the pure of heart and the noble into your ranks, yet dogs like you Templar, swell the ranks."
"I suggest you watch your tongue. Lest you feel my cold steel!"
"Hah! Could you defeat me? You can only defeat the weak and defenseless."
"What!?!"
"Don't deny it. 14 years ago, you cut a woman down who merely tried to protect her child. No doubt given the chance you would have killed the child had he not escaped." \
"I killed no woman 14 years ago. I killed the demon spawn of Innorouk!"
"SILENCE!!!!!" A figure in chain mail appeared in the center of the camp. "Now you dog, Revenge shall be mine"
"So the child has grown, it is a shame you have followed the ways of the Heretics. My students kill this follower of darkness. Show him the light of Elrossi!!"
The five Apprentices circled Raziel. "I have no interest in you. If you value your life, flee to Erudin" They ignored him and charged.
ONE!!! "GWAAAAH!!
TWO!!! 'DAAAAH!"
THREE!!! "AAAAAAH!"
FOUR!!! "GWAAARAAAA"
AND FIVE!!! "AAAARGG"
The bodies crashed to the ground.
"I wouldn't even count that as sword practice. It's your turn Templar."
Arudan made a quick prayer for the souls of his students. * He with drew his sword. The blade began to glow as mana began to flow to the holy blade. Raziel disappeared. The Templar turned around thinking he would reappear behind him. He felt his blood flow as pain ripped through his back. Then again in on his side..then once again in his chest. "Damn you Heretic!!" he quickly raised his blade "Elrossi impart my blade your Holy Light!" The blade shined brightly. The shadows quickly departed the camp. Raziel faded into view as the light ran over him. "Now try hiding your shadows, Heretic."
"I need no shadows to defeat you." Raziel's hands glowed briefly. Arudan screamed as his armor heated and burned his skin. "How does it feel, Templar. How does it the pain you caused return onto you"
The Templar out of pain dropped his blade. The glowing light disappeared and shadows reclaimed the land. Raziel disappeared again. Arudan dropped to the ground has Raziel's blade cut the back of his knees. Raziel appeared in front of Arudan. And sent his sword threw him. He slowly with drew the blade and cast it aside. *
Arudan crashed to the ground. Still gasping for a few breaths of air to pray. "O great..el rossi..please..protect my us...please guide our souls..to you...r.....embrace"
Raziel bent down and grasped Arudan by the neck. "Do not worry Templar, your soul shall not depart this realm."
"Wha...."
Raziel's eye went white. "Your soul... is mine!"
His scream echoed through Toxxulia.
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End Chapter 4
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