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Ch.3 Cone-head and the War of Heroes
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Fry's luck always had a way of turning bad, here he was stuck in the middle of Everfrost
in the freezing cold and snow. Trudging up and down this stupid mountain for that
cone-headed Al'kabor..how did he get into messes like this? He comes for one little
itty-bitty clue about Pop and Kaiyan'wang and now he is stuck playing housemaid for
that stupid cone-head!

"Quit Lolly gagging!! Come here and start cleaning and put those beakers away boy!!!" A
loud gruff voice called from inside the nice warm cave.

..I'll show you where you can stick those beakers.how did this happen?..

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Several days have passed since the attack at the Scouts Gilding. Fry's father Augustas
disappeared during the panic and hysteria after the magical bolt intended for Princess
Tyia struck down Fry. Luckily though he suffered multiple injuries, mostly burns and a
broken arm, Fry survived the intense attack, but needless to say the effects of being
blasted by your own father went on further then a few scratches. No one was
unchanged by the radical events that happened, old memories were reawakened, minds
were set to wonder about this mysterious Kaiyan'wang, and old impressions were
shattered forever.

Fry lay in deep sleep in the soft bed inside Felwithe, the clerics had been paying extra
attention to this young scout, mainly out of pride for this young achiever, and also from
orders. Though the King's orders would supersede, being that that the orders where on
paper the same, it wouldn't really matter. But it was the heartfelt plea of Tyia of all
people, the encouraged the clerics to put in the extra time and mana into healing this
young boy.

Though she did not want to upset his wounds, she held onto him as he slept and wept
silently for him. He could have died, that spell meant for her, could have killed him. She
had been so mean to him ever since she first met him and still he jumped in front of the
spell meant for her. Why? Why did he care so much for her after all that?

"Oh..Fryplease wake up." She sniffed again and held him a little tighter.

"" He moaned meekly

"FRY!!!"

"..I'm up momI'm comingfor breakfast."

She giggled happily as tears of joy began to flow, he was finally awake., groggy and a
little delirious but awake

"Fry!"

This time his eyes open up slightly and turned to the sound of her voice. "..Tyia?"

"Fryyou stupid lunkhead! Who told you to go jumping at fire balls?" she said smiling no
venom in her voice.

He smiled "If that's the case. you can have the next one..ouch.where am I?"

"The cleric hall in Felwithe."

"Whereis Revand Pop?"

"We don't know where your Father went, in the confusion after you went down, he
vanished. Rev went charging after him, heh.. she just became a Chroito and already she
is ordering around the enlisted men. She ordered some supplies and a half dozen men
and left in hot pursuit, she hasn't reported back yet, but it has only been 3 days."
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Guess who? Yep, it is me again. I am here to give you a bit of information once
againyou know with all these interruptions, I et you are just dying to figure who I am.
Hehewell you will just have to wait many more chapters before you figure out who
Fry's wife is. Hehehe. But any way, back to the info.

You see, though Chroito's are technically officers in the Felwithe army, they don't really
have any power of command. A Chroito first class, ishmm..whats the Qeynos
comparisono yeah! A Third Lieutenant, it's essentially as low as you can go in ranks
and still be an officer, but like I already said, a third lieutenant can not command unless
her seniors fall in battle, but that is a rare scenario, the rank just ensures that they are
in the line of command.

Well, to make a long drab boring twisted, really mixed up military thing short, Rev legally,
could not and should not have taken out those warriorswhich just goes to show how
dumb and gullible warriors are.
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Fry began to sit up and prepare to go after Rev, but a flash of pain and Tyia's protests
kept him down.

"Fry, it is too soon, you are still recovering; you took a bad blow."

"I have to go after Rev and find PopI need to know why he is doing this!"

"I know, but you are still too weak right now, please Fry. Stay in bed get some more
restI don't know what I would doif you got hurt again.."

Fry stared wide-eyed at Tyia, then smiled. "You like me, You got a crush on me" he
teased in a sing-song voice

Tyia flushed beet red "I do not!, I just..umm..Father will need you later on that's all."
And before she could get anymore embarrassed or red in the face she zipped out of the
room.

Fry smiled some more, but the smile faded as his mind wandered back to the events at
hand. Bracing himself he got out of bed, and looked for some clothes, he had made up
his mind, he was going after Pop, but fate or at least clerics who knows, determined
that an uppity brave man.boy of action like himself might do something like that, and
thus could not find any clothing. He grumbled a bit, and then thought about his
predicamentif he was a cleric, where would he hide the clothing? The Cleric
Guildmaster's roomor the washroom, if they still weren't clean.

So without another thought, he dashed off ..and promptly created quite a ruckus as
one would expect a naked elf running through the halls of a prestigious castle.oh well.
All in all it was an ego wise, a painless run, aside from a few gasps and a couple of wolf
whistles which made him flush.

A few minutes later, Fry was back in his uniform, his left arm in a impromptu sling and he
was now donning a new Scout's cloak, that had been set aside for him, when he was
supposed to get out of bed. At that moment, one of castle clerics, found him and
presided to chastise him for getting up so soon, but because of orders from King Tearis,
she couldn't force him back to bed for rest, quite the contrary, he was to report to the
King immediately.
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Fry found the King in the War room, sitting at the large table, studying the amulet Fry
had recovered on his mission.or so he thought. When he moved closer to the King he
noticed that the Amulet the King was holding was of a different design, not vastly
different, but just enough and still bore that strange symbol, believed to be the mark of
Kaiyan'wang.

"You sent for me M'Lord?"

"Ahh, Fry good to see you up so soon." The King said in a cheery voice, but he soon
went back to looking at the amulet with a face of grimness.

"Sir? "

"."

Fry stood still being patient.

"Please sit Fry, and tell me what do you know about the War of Heros?"

"It was a war that took place about 8 years ago, between light and Darkness. The might
of the United Kingdoms of Faydwer and the Coalition of Neriak, that culminated in the
final showdown that has perverted the laws of nature, Bloody Kithicor."

"Yes, a good telling of what was taught in school and what I allowed to be told to the
public."

"Sir?"

"Did your mother ever tell you about her role in the War of Heros, or more specifically
the events of Bloody Kithicor and the subsequent battles?"

"No , aside from that she served with the Unity during it, but then who didn't in some
form?"

"Yes, that's true, but what you don't know is that, she helped reduce the damage
caused by Lans T'val and curbed the perverting influence, so did your father. They
where both instrumental in Bloody Kithicor and the Battle of Lavastorm."

Fry was stunned, his mother? His father? Both standing side by side with the King during
Bloody Kithicor..he knew that his mother was one of the best Scouts of Faydwer, but he
had no idea that she was that good!.but wait, what was that about a Battle of
Lavastorm? He had never heard of such battle.

"Battle of Lavastorm?"

"Yes, that was the true ending to the War of Heros, though it was not a very good one
and was why I never allowed it to be public knowledge, but before I tell you more about
that. What do you know about your father Fry?"

"Almost nothing Sir."

"Do you know what guild he served?"

"No.."

"Hmm. I guess she did not want you know, not that I blame her, nearly all of the druids
of Kelethin hated your father, and the marriage between your mother and him."

"Why?"

"Your father was a Geomancer, the other counter part to druids."

"?"

"You see all things come in pairs, light and dark, fire and water. And the same goes for
the various guilds. Scouts and Monks, Paladins and Shadow Knights, Clerics and
Necromancers, Druids and Geomancers."

Fry kept his thoughts about the other guilds that have no opposite like enchanters and
mages to himself..why mess with such a great explanation?

"Druids get their power from serving nature and in turn are granted their abilities by
nature, Geomancers on the other hand see nature as nothing more then a tool and bend
nature herself to their will. Needless to say, this upsets Druids, but they keep this
discontent to themselves because though they hate to admit it, Geomancers are far
more powerful and deadly then a thousand druids. And rightly so, in all of history since
their inception there has only been 35 Geomancers and your father Augustas, was the
last and the most powerful of them all."

Fry was shocked; all of this was news to himso much that he never knew about his
own family.

"What was Father like before he disappeared?"

"He was kind, innocent man, he had great since of humor, and an extremely
overdeveloped love for the dramatic, honestly I'm surprised he didn't show it off when
he attacked."

"What do you mean?"

"For some reason, he just loved posing and calling out his spell incantations. I guess he
thought it made Geomancery seem really cool or something. To try to when over
disciples, I suppose..I don't really know for sure..he just loved doing it." He smiled as a
though passed though his head

"That spell he used, that you intercepted, was a toned down version of his favorite
spell, back when he rode with me." The king cleared his throat and stepped away from
the table.

"FINAL!!!" He raised his hands above his head.

"FLASH!!!" He twirled around like a top


"AAAATTACCK!!!!" He stopped his twirling his arms outstretched towards Fry, his hands
pressed against each other in fists.

Fry couldn't help but laugh at this, not that he meant tobut honestly how could you
not laugh at 270 year old High Elf King twirling around like a top?

"Yes, I guess it is pretty funny when I do it, but still, your father loved posing and it
never served him wrong. Your mother loved it even more when he did it, she got a big
kick out of it, the only ones who hated it, where of course the Druids of Kelethin. Which
ended up in a very short duel over your mother."

"Why?"

"I don't think I should be telling your mothers love affairs.o well! I love a good gossip"
He smiled "You see back when Augustas proposed to your mother, the Druidic
Guildmaster was also in love with her, and wanted to marry her as well. So he
challenged Augustas to a duel and the prize being your mother."

"She actually allowed this?"

"Well, she was a bit of an attention hog back in the old days. I remember the duel well,
Augustas and Skayer in the Kelethin training grounds, your mother upon the hill staring
wide eyed at the display being put on over her. Skayer summoned his animal companions
and they surged toward your father. He stood adamant until the wolves and rabbits and
bats where within an inch of his face."

The King quickly whipped his hand in front of him "DISPERSAL! He cried! And the animal
where scattered across the Greater Faydark and then it was over for Skayer."

The King stood up again twirling like a ditzy top once again "QUAKE WITH FEAR!!!! The
ground shook and cracked and Skayer was knocked down unconscious and the great
Druid rings that had resided by Kelethin in perfect harmony for centuries broke and
crumbled and the great duel between Druidic and Geomancery was over and your mother
ran over and hugged Augustas giggling happily like a little school girl"

The King looked sad after finishing this part of the tale. "She used to laugh a lot back
then.I haven't heard her laugh since the War of Heros.."

"What happened? Why did Pop leave?"

"I don't know why he left, but I suspect it has to do with this Amulet and whoever this
Kaiyan'wang isbut you see this symbol on the amulet you brought me?" He held up the
new one. "It is exactly the same as the one, that I recovered after the Battle of
Lavastorm" The King stared at the amulets and his mind drifted back to that fateful
day

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"CHARGE!" The King cried upon his white warhorse, the last of his army surged against
the last of Lans T'val's coalition, the two ragged armies battled amongst the lava flows.
This was the true end to the War of Heros, the battle between the famed heroes of
Faydwer and Neriak. Tearis; Son of Nature and Lans T'val; daughter of Hate. Augustas,
the Geomancer and his nemesis Suradar, the Necromancer, Myria ,the Scout and
Turnica, the Rogue. Each one legends in their own countries..hence the name The War
of Heroes

Unlike what had been told to the public Lans had not disappeared at Bloody Kithicor, she
was not spirited away by Innorouk. It was a powerful blinding spell utilized by her
clericsand the perversion that still haunts Kithicor forest was a direct result of the
clashing of too powerful forms of magic. Necromancy and Geomancy, so in away though
the King will never say it nor will he allow any one to blame him, it was partly Augustas's
fault for the undead walking that haunt Kithicor at knightbut the battle could not have
been won without Augustas's awesome power.

Many fell against blades, some fell into the lava flows others ran away in fear for their
livesbut amidst the chaos, two lovers stood their ground proudly. One wielding
awesome magics, the other swift and deadly daggers.

"Glacial ices, I give you haste! ICE BITE STRIKE!!!!" Thousands of ie shards left from
Augustas's hands and pierced the onslaught of soldiers.

"You never get tired of that do you honey?"

'HAHA! NEVER! One must always take pride and have fun with their work!" He raised his
hands above his head "FINAL!"

Augustas began to spin, far more gracefully then the King, mana gliding around him.
"FLASH!!"

He stopped his spin, arms outstretched, fists pointing directly at a large column of
soldiers " AAAAAATTTTTTACK!!!!!" A bolt of Fire and lightning leapt out from his hands
and just before it reached the first soldier, the bolt exploded and the wave of fire and
electricity scorched the oncoming soldiers.

"HAH!! YEAH!! I am number one!!"

"No you are not"
She spun him around and kissed him passionately. in the midst of a life threatening,
battle of certain doom for all of Norrath.and they say dark elfs are weird..

"I am." She finished, when she broke off the kiss.

"You are so right, pardon me."

"You are forgiven this time..but you have to make it up to me later"

"GLADY!" He said with a happy devilish smile

"By washing the dishes."

"Ahh"

"Hehe"
They embraced again.still in the middle of a life threatening battle for all of Norrath
mind you and as they held each other tightly. Both of them gasped at what they saw
behind each other.

"Oh..my GODS!!!" She cried out

"Amazing" he said almost silently

They separated and she stood still disbelieving at what she sawa 50 foot high demon.

"uhh.Hon..got any idea on how to stop this?"

When she got no response, she looked around and realized something. Augustas wasn't
near by any more. She whirled around looking for him, but he was gone.

"AUGUSTAS!!! WHERE ARE YOU!!" she cried as loud as she could, but still no reply.a
loud thud and the ground shaking turned her back to the demon. It was walking right to
hershe had no idea what to do..and for the first time, she was actually scared for
her life.She had never really encountered anything truly abnormal like this..and the few
truly weird and dangerous things she did come acrosshe had always been by her
sidethey had never been apartbut now he was goneshe was
scared

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"Through a combination of luck and last resorts, we where able to defeat Lans and
destroy that demon she summoned, it had been wearing this amulet." He held up the old
amulet. "At first, I thought your mother had died, but later as we where scouring the
field for wounded, I found her in shivering and in tearsno apparent physical injuries..but
she was never quite the same after thatbut that is enough history for now Fry. I
have a mission for you."

"I'm ready Sir!"

"Are you sure you don't want to wait until the clerics can finish healing your arm?"

"I will be fine sir, I want to get to the bottom of this."

The King smiled. "Good, good. Take these amulets and go to EverFrost Peaks. I'll have
my fastest ship take you to Qeynos, but you will have to make your own way from
there. Once you reach Everfrost, track down and seek the aid of the Wizard Al'Kabor. He
is recluse and does not like dealing with outsiders, but he helped us during the war and
he does owe me some favors for letting him work in my family's private library. Take this
slip from me as proof that you are my errant."

He held up a small scroll with the royal seal and mark he had never seen before,
obviously some kind of personal mark that only the King and the great Wizard Al'Kabor
would know. It would be such an honor to be in his presence, the legends and tales
about him where only dwarfed by his great mastery of mana.

"Get what ever you can from him about these Amulets and see if knows anything about
this Kaiyan'wang. Leave when ever you are ready."

"By your leave M'lord" Fry picked up the items, bowed and dashed away.

"I hope for your sake Fry, that he is in a good mood when you meet him."
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And so that is how Fry got in his current predicament, currently the maid for "the Great"
Al'kabor..well almost..I left out a few minor detailsI guess, I should include
thosebut it is getting late and once again I am running out of inkthat blasted
merchant is overcharging again..I ought to show him a thing or toooh wellhopefully,
I can get a decent supply of ink, so I can continue my husbands tale. So until then my
dear precious..I will just have to transpose the events
directly from Al'kabors diarieswith all it's pretty flowers on it ..hehehe..well you will just
have to wait and ponder on why great wizard would have a diary with flowers on
it..heheheheFare well.