Raven was skipping along the road, proud of himself. A black ixi

skipping. Odd when you think about it. Black ixis were known to be

dark creatures that never would partake in love affairs. As Raven

turned the corner, he saw an old looking techo. With gray withered

hair and blotched wrinkled skin, this techo looked old and wise. He

was wearing a pointed hat and a long black robe. Raven walked right

by him. "Halt." What? Raven continued walking. After a few steps he

found that he could not walk anymore! The techo held out his hand

and then closed it and slowly brought it toward himself. Raven

unwillingly was dragged along. The techo was holding a book of many

pages. He opened it and muttered something Raven could not understand.

It did not sound good, so he reared on his hooves and galloped toward

the old man, head forward, ready for action. The techo closed the book

and Raven was stopped in his tracks. Then everything went black...

~~~~

When he opened his eyes, Raven found himself in a dark room full of

jars containing things he did not want to know what was inside.

He felt dizzy. He could not focus. But an instinct inside told him

to fight, not to give up, it was urging him to continue. Even though

he did not have a weapon, Raven got to his feet, then quickly collapsed

upon his feet. He could not stand. Why was he so whoozy? All of his

memories flashed before him. Someting was there. Searching through

them. GET OUT OF MY MIND!!!! Raven spruing to his feet, using all of

the strength he could. There was no one there. But there was. He

knew it. He grabbed a cool fire poker and slashed in one spot. Even

though nothing was seen, he knew he hit something. The old techo

appeared before him. "You are the one, young ixi," he said. "You are

the one destined for greatness. The one legends have spoken of. The

one that's here to save us all from the great evil I sense coming

near," he said. Raven was confused. But, inside he wasn't. Destiny had

overtaken him, he knew what needed to be done, just not the details.

"How did you know I was the one you needed?" Raven asked the old man.

"Well, I knew the legend was of an ixi, and I could sense a greater

purpose in your life, one that would be hard to complete. So I

tested you, with a curse. One that no ordinary ixi could pass, unless

they were trained in the ways of war. And of self disipline. Of mind

spells. And it was obvious that you weren't. Years of my training can

tell of what you truely are. A warrior. Destined for greatness." The

old techo continued in his description of Raven's task. Raven was the

reencarnation of an ancient priest, Ranbanin. In the time of Ranbanin,

a great evil came and threatened the world. But he suceeded in fighting

off the ancient evil, but couldn't totally defeat it. He sent it away

off to the inards of the underworld, where he believed, the great

evil could not escape to kill again. But it did. Not too long ago.

And Raven was the only one that could stop it. He has inner strengths

and skills that only Ranbanin had before, and was a warrior even

though he didn't know it. Raven had to learn the ancient ways of

war and sorrceracy, then go on a quest to save the world. If he did

not suceed, the planet could be in jepardy...