"The Acolyte's Decision"
-Written by Ian Mylat himself. AKA HoT
-Tweaked and edited by me. AKA DKM
Castle Mylat was a beautiful place. It had large halls with portraits of great heroes and weapons of old as the time of the Scouring, and its courtyard had a fountain that seemed to be sparkling as if it were magic. However, the most impressive room within the massive structure was the library, which had thousands of books on just about every subject and event that happened during the last fifteen hundred years. In this room, a young Acolyte, more commonly known as a Student, of about the age of seventeen, wearing a cloak that was as blue as the ocean, lined with what seemed to be pure gold, was reading through his glasses at one of the many books.
"Master Ian!"
The student looked up from the book, seeing two servants of his age coming in through the wooden doors. One, the speaker, had green hair, and had a sword placed in Myrmidon fashion, while the other, a girl with azure hair, was obviously a Cleric, with her pure white robes. The student smiled at the two of them.
"Leah, Robert.. Have you come to check up on me?"
"Yes, Master Ian," Robert, the Myrmidon, said while taking a glance at the book held in Ian's hands.
iHeroes and Dragons: The Events of the Scouring/I
"Uh.. That's not what your father wants you to do.."
Ian suddenly looked upset. His father was the Marquess, and he, as the only child, was supposed to keep the family pride at being the best magic user in the kingdom.
"What? Father said I can take study breaks."
"Master Ian, the last five times I checked you, you weren't studying.."
"Will you stop with this whole 'Master' thing? Anyway, Rob, I always take my breaks on the house. So you always catch me on my break!"
"Oh.. I see." Robert left the library, only to come back a moment later to find Ian and Leah laughing on his behalf, "Wait a minute.. I don't check you on the hour! Ugh, and I fell for that!"
"Robert, will you lighten up?" Leah asked, lightly between her laughter. Despite losing her parents at an early age, she was quite the optimist, and always looked for a way to laugh.
"Don't worry, Rob! Father's out! He went to see the King!" King Anthony was the current ruler. Not many people knew that he was also Ian's uncle; Anthony's sister, the late Princess Justine, was Ian's mother. As half-nobility and half-royalty, Ian was not allowed to go away from Mylat. Both Robert and Leah knew why Ian tricked them like that; not out of cruelty, but out of boredom. Despite being only commoners, they were Ian's only friends.
"You know, he's probably making his Majesty fall asleep with his long speeches.."
"So, why aren't you studying the magic theory book?"
"Why should I?! Theory is boring! I already know it; I should be working on actually casting the magic! After all, I don't think I can defeat my enemies with theory.. Unless it bores them to death. I need some target practice.."
Robert knew what was coming, "No! I will not be your target, Ian!"
Leah smiled lightly. Ian had fooled him before, and she had worn out one of her staves just healing him, "Hmm.. Why don't you try that chair over there?"
"Oh, I see." Robert left the library, only to come back two minutes later to find Ian and Leah laughing. "Wait a minute… I don't check you on the hour! Ugh, and I fell for it!"
Ian picked up his Flux tome, the ebony symbol of the spell flickering lightly within the candle light about the table. He imagined his target within his mind. Ancient magic, more commonly known as Dark Magic, was difficult to use, but people who have mastered it find it very powerful and effective. Ian was just about ready to hit his target when a knock came at the door. Startled by the intrusion, Ian messed up and hit the person who had entered the room.
"Oops! My apologies, Leo!" Ian noticed the Mystic Knight, a swordsman who could charge any blade within his arsenal with Anima magic, as one of his father's lieutenants. Leah rushed to his air with her staff of healing.
"Ah, no harm done, young master! You're getting quite good with it.. Maybe you'll be as good as the Marquess himself, someday!" Sir Leo was a true knight; honourable and loyal. He was almost like an older brother to Ian, "And speaking of which.."
Another man, gripping a long silver staff, walked into the quiet room of study. His hair was black and his eyes of the deepest green, as opposed to Ian's brown hair and eyes, and his cloak was a blood-red colour rather than the oceanic blue of Ian's own, but it was obviously Ian's father. Ian suddenly froze.
Of course, everyone in the kingdom knew Lord Warlock Garth, Marquess of Mylat and Royal Mage and Chief Advisor to the King. In the rebellion that happened before Ian was born, the one that made Anthony the King, Garth was the Head of Tactics and one of the main magic generals of the army. No one who met the Lord Warlock left without being impressed by his mind and talent.
"Leo, Leah, Robert.. Please leave us." They say he convinced an army to surrender with a few words, and these three were not going to be the ones who defied him.
"Um.. Hello, Father.." Ian knew his father cared about him, but nevertheless, he always felt a bit uneasy with him ever since his mother had died.
Ian, why do you not study?"
"I.. I.."
"Ian.. You have the capability to be a great and powerful mage, and a great leader as well.. You just have to find your potential. After all, every generation of House Mylat has produced a powerful mage."
"O-Okay, Father.."
"You may go to bed soon. Just one more hour of studying shall do." With that, Garth took his leave from the study.
Ian sat in one of the numerous wooden chairs, thinking about a plan that he had concocted. He had read about half of the books within the library, and he already had as much knowledge and wisdom as the oldest of Sages. He knew the truth: The King was invading other countries for more land. Ian knew that this was completely wrong, and he wanted to do something to try and stop it. He knew that several armies were resisting, and Ian had realized that he, too, could make one. After all, most of there were made up out of a group with a Lord leading them into battle. He may just be the son of a Marquess, but then again, so was Eliwood, and he led an army to defeat the Dark Druid Nergal! There was just one problem; Why was King Anthony doing this? It was not like him.. And then, suddenly, it came to him.
"Of course! How could I have been so blind!? It all makes sense!"
With that, Ian decided that in five moons from now when the full moon occurred, when his father and most of the guards were gone, that he would make his escape. After all, he was getting tired of this musty old place anyway!
"Maybe my father is right.." Ian could very well be a great mage, and a great leader.. What Ian didn't know was that this one decision would affect the entire continent..
-Written by Ian Mylat himself. AKA HoT
-Tweaked and edited by me. AKA DKM
Castle Mylat was a beautiful place. It had large halls with portraits of great heroes and weapons of old as the time of the Scouring, and its courtyard had a fountain that seemed to be sparkling as if it were magic. However, the most impressive room within the massive structure was the library, which had thousands of books on just about every subject and event that happened during the last fifteen hundred years. In this room, a young Acolyte, more commonly known as a Student, of about the age of seventeen, wearing a cloak that was as blue as the ocean, lined with what seemed to be pure gold, was reading through his glasses at one of the many books.
"Master Ian!"
The student looked up from the book, seeing two servants of his age coming in through the wooden doors. One, the speaker, had green hair, and had a sword placed in Myrmidon fashion, while the other, a girl with azure hair, was obviously a Cleric, with her pure white robes. The student smiled at the two of them.
"Leah, Robert.. Have you come to check up on me?"
"Yes, Master Ian," Robert, the Myrmidon, said while taking a glance at the book held in Ian's hands.
iHeroes and Dragons: The Events of the Scouring/I
"Uh.. That's not what your father wants you to do.."
Ian suddenly looked upset. His father was the Marquess, and he, as the only child, was supposed to keep the family pride at being the best magic user in the kingdom.
"What? Father said I can take study breaks."
"Master Ian, the last five times I checked you, you weren't studying.."
"Will you stop with this whole 'Master' thing? Anyway, Rob, I always take my breaks on the house. So you always catch me on my break!"
"Oh.. I see." Robert left the library, only to come back a moment later to find Ian and Leah laughing on his behalf, "Wait a minute.. I don't check you on the hour! Ugh, and I fell for that!"
"Robert, will you lighten up?" Leah asked, lightly between her laughter. Despite losing her parents at an early age, she was quite the optimist, and always looked for a way to laugh.
"Don't worry, Rob! Father's out! He went to see the King!" King Anthony was the current ruler. Not many people knew that he was also Ian's uncle; Anthony's sister, the late Princess Justine, was Ian's mother. As half-nobility and half-royalty, Ian was not allowed to go away from Mylat. Both Robert and Leah knew why Ian tricked them like that; not out of cruelty, but out of boredom. Despite being only commoners, they were Ian's only friends.
"You know, he's probably making his Majesty fall asleep with his long speeches.."
"So, why aren't you studying the magic theory book?"
"Why should I?! Theory is boring! I already know it; I should be working on actually casting the magic! After all, I don't think I can defeat my enemies with theory.. Unless it bores them to death. I need some target practice.."
Robert knew what was coming, "No! I will not be your target, Ian!"
Leah smiled lightly. Ian had fooled him before, and she had worn out one of her staves just healing him, "Hmm.. Why don't you try that chair over there?"
"Oh, I see." Robert left the library, only to come back two minutes later to find Ian and Leah laughing. "Wait a minute… I don't check you on the hour! Ugh, and I fell for it!"
Ian picked up his Flux tome, the ebony symbol of the spell flickering lightly within the candle light about the table. He imagined his target within his mind. Ancient magic, more commonly known as Dark Magic, was difficult to use, but people who have mastered it find it very powerful and effective. Ian was just about ready to hit his target when a knock came at the door. Startled by the intrusion, Ian messed up and hit the person who had entered the room.
"Oops! My apologies, Leo!" Ian noticed the Mystic Knight, a swordsman who could charge any blade within his arsenal with Anima magic, as one of his father's lieutenants. Leah rushed to his air with her staff of healing.
"Ah, no harm done, young master! You're getting quite good with it.. Maybe you'll be as good as the Marquess himself, someday!" Sir Leo was a true knight; honourable and loyal. He was almost like an older brother to Ian, "And speaking of which.."
Another man, gripping a long silver staff, walked into the quiet room of study. His hair was black and his eyes of the deepest green, as opposed to Ian's brown hair and eyes, and his cloak was a blood-red colour rather than the oceanic blue of Ian's own, but it was obviously Ian's father. Ian suddenly froze.
Of course, everyone in the kingdom knew Lord Warlock Garth, Marquess of Mylat and Royal Mage and Chief Advisor to the King. In the rebellion that happened before Ian was born, the one that made Anthony the King, Garth was the Head of Tactics and one of the main magic generals of the army. No one who met the Lord Warlock left without being impressed by his mind and talent.
"Leo, Leah, Robert.. Please leave us." They say he convinced an army to surrender with a few words, and these three were not going to be the ones who defied him.
"Um.. Hello, Father.." Ian knew his father cared about him, but nevertheless, he always felt a bit uneasy with him ever since his mother had died.
Ian, why do you not study?"
"I.. I.."
"Ian.. You have the capability to be a great and powerful mage, and a great leader as well.. You just have to find your potential. After all, every generation of House Mylat has produced a powerful mage."
"O-Okay, Father.."
"You may go to bed soon. Just one more hour of studying shall do." With that, Garth took his leave from the study.
Ian sat in one of the numerous wooden chairs, thinking about a plan that he had concocted. He had read about half of the books within the library, and he already had as much knowledge and wisdom as the oldest of Sages. He knew the truth: The King was invading other countries for more land. Ian knew that this was completely wrong, and he wanted to do something to try and stop it. He knew that several armies were resisting, and Ian had realized that he, too, could make one. After all, most of there were made up out of a group with a Lord leading them into battle. He may just be the son of a Marquess, but then again, so was Eliwood, and he led an army to defeat the Dark Druid Nergal! There was just one problem; Why was King Anthony doing this? It was not like him.. And then, suddenly, it came to him.
"Of course! How could I have been so blind!? It all makes sense!"
With that, Ian decided that in five moons from now when the full moon occurred, when his father and most of the guards were gone, that he would make his escape. After all, he was getting tired of this musty old place anyway!
"Maybe my father is right.." Ian could very well be a great mage, and a great leader.. What Ian didn't know was that this one decision would affect the entire continent..