Magius sighed as several older mages, guided him across the estate to something that looked like ruins. They didn't try to comfort his nervousness, and they had serious looks on their faces. He recognized the men as head of the Conclave. The oldest walked up to him and handed in him a long staff. Its magic shined brightly, then the light diminshed. At that moment the staff recognized its chosed master.
The surroundings were colorless and plain. Boulders formed a circle, but left open a space to enter. They weren't boulders, but rather large rune stones. He could feel his heart beating like a drum. Magic vibrated off the over-sized rune stones, and onto him.
"Are you ready to face the Test?" a sage queried.
Magius knew the Test would determine if the higher mages taught him more skills to add to his list. Then the message Amarra had given him from Lunitari formed in his head as he looked onto the field where his Test would be taken...
From eternal reaches of nothing and everything I've looked upon this mortal plane's future...
Magius wondered why the words came to him, "Yes. I am ready."
The mages nodded, and once again the oldest answered, "You may enter."
Magius held his breath as he pressed through the magical barrier. Soon he was in a castle and his staff was gone. There were thousands upon thousands of the Dark Queen's minions marching up and down the cooridors.
Lunitari!!! Was his worst fear the Dark Queen? Soon millions of hands grabbed him, and he tried to tear free of the hands.
And I found that you have two seperate destinies and they have to race at one another from endless hallways of eternity...
He chanted and a blinding light emanated from his body. The creatures quickly drew back and covered their eyes with their grotesque hands. Magius grinned knowing the minions were bred in darkness. The spell was only temporary, so he made his escape and slipped through one of the myraid doors. He shut the door quickly and quickly used a strong telekinesis spell to drag the bookshelf over in front of the door.
How would he escape the citadel? He went to a window and looked down. It was a very long way to the bottom. He imagined himself jumping out the window, and then his bones cracking in various ways as he hit the ground. He quickly dismissed the idea.
But each destiny was flawless and in the last meeting, everything in your life that was divided shall be made into one...
He then saw a silver vortex hanging just above the table. He saw the outside of the citadel in the vortex, then a mountain range. The mountain range looked foreign to him, but he shrugged. What did he have to loose? He reached a hand through the vortex, as he heard the minions bludgeon the door with fists and a variety weapons. Soon the vortex sucked him in and where he once stood was empty.
Dazed and bewildered, he stood on the path that led into the mountain. He quickly remembered the mountain's rumors but not it's name. It was said whom ever entered this mountain never came out. Was this is worse fear? He started ahead on the mountain's path. After starting a hundred paces on the path, he saw an entrance into the mountain's cave. About to walk into the dark entrance, he ran right into a boulder. He blinked, bewildered again. The boulder wasn't there a minute ago. Summoning a lifting spell, he tried to move the boulder out of the way. For some reason it didn't work. Thinking he did something wrong in the spell, he tried another spell. After various tries he was growing a bit frustrated, and continued down the path.
Eventually realizing he was going no where, he went to back track his steps. Slowy he began to realize that back tracking his steps made him grow even more lost. He began to wonder how he became so hopelessly lost. He was sure he was following his footprints back. He shook his head in more frustration. Then the silver vortex formed again, showing the mountain range and then the citadel.
He decided to go through it once more and he landed inside the citadel...right in the middle of a group of ogres. He gulped and went to summon a spell, but despite the ogres size they were quick to cover and gag his mouth.
During that instant, everything that was, everything that is, and all that has yet to be, will be gathered into one purpose.
They bounded him with chains and suspended him from the wall as they tortured him. Then he realized what his true fear was, as he felt as though his life was draining from him. His fear was death. He realized that the words the Amarra told him; the message from Lunitari; it meant that he could change the course of his history. He was a key to end the war. That meant he couldn't waste his time learning new magic tricks. He had to become a...renegade mage. Some may understand, others would not and he would probably shun him the rest of his life...if his life lasted that long.
Soon the runes' spells ended his Test, and the Conclave went to congratulate him, but he ran through the group of mages. At first the Conclave was bewildered by his actions, and watched him disappear as Magius quickly performed a teleport spell. But it didn't take them long to figure out what he had decided.
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The surroundings were colorless and plain. Boulders formed a circle, but left open a space to enter. They weren't boulders, but rather large rune stones. He could feel his heart beating like a drum. Magic vibrated off the over-sized rune stones, and onto him.
"Are you ready to face the Test?" a sage queried.
Magius knew the Test would determine if the higher mages taught him more skills to add to his list. Then the message Amarra had given him from Lunitari formed in his head as he looked onto the field where his Test would be taken...
From eternal reaches of nothing and everything I've looked upon this mortal plane's future...
Magius wondered why the words came to him, "Yes. I am ready."
The mages nodded, and once again the oldest answered, "You may enter."
Magius held his breath as he pressed through the magical barrier. Soon he was in a castle and his staff was gone. There were thousands upon thousands of the Dark Queen's minions marching up and down the cooridors.
Lunitari!!! Was his worst fear the Dark Queen? Soon millions of hands grabbed him, and he tried to tear free of the hands.
And I found that you have two seperate destinies and they have to race at one another from endless hallways of eternity...
He chanted and a blinding light emanated from his body. The creatures quickly drew back and covered their eyes with their grotesque hands. Magius grinned knowing the minions were bred in darkness. The spell was only temporary, so he made his escape and slipped through one of the myraid doors. He shut the door quickly and quickly used a strong telekinesis spell to drag the bookshelf over in front of the door.
How would he escape the citadel? He went to a window and looked down. It was a very long way to the bottom. He imagined himself jumping out the window, and then his bones cracking in various ways as he hit the ground. He quickly dismissed the idea.
But each destiny was flawless and in the last meeting, everything in your life that was divided shall be made into one...
He then saw a silver vortex hanging just above the table. He saw the outside of the citadel in the vortex, then a mountain range. The mountain range looked foreign to him, but he shrugged. What did he have to loose? He reached a hand through the vortex, as he heard the minions bludgeon the door with fists and a variety weapons. Soon the vortex sucked him in and where he once stood was empty.
Dazed and bewildered, he stood on the path that led into the mountain. He quickly remembered the mountain's rumors but not it's name. It was said whom ever entered this mountain never came out. Was this is worse fear? He started ahead on the mountain's path. After starting a hundred paces on the path, he saw an entrance into the mountain's cave. About to walk into the dark entrance, he ran right into a boulder. He blinked, bewildered again. The boulder wasn't there a minute ago. Summoning a lifting spell, he tried to move the boulder out of the way. For some reason it didn't work. Thinking he did something wrong in the spell, he tried another spell. After various tries he was growing a bit frustrated, and continued down the path.
Eventually realizing he was going no where, he went to back track his steps. Slowy he began to realize that back tracking his steps made him grow even more lost. He began to wonder how he became so hopelessly lost. He was sure he was following his footprints back. He shook his head in more frustration. Then the silver vortex formed again, showing the mountain range and then the citadel.
He decided to go through it once more and he landed inside the citadel...right in the middle of a group of ogres. He gulped and went to summon a spell, but despite the ogres size they were quick to cover and gag his mouth.
During that instant, everything that was, everything that is, and all that has yet to be, will be gathered into one purpose.
They bounded him with chains and suspended him from the wall as they tortured him. Then he realized what his true fear was, as he felt as though his life was draining from him. His fear was death. He realized that the words the Amarra told him; the message from Lunitari; it meant that he could change the course of his history. He was a key to end the war. That meant he couldn't waste his time learning new magic tricks. He had to become a...renegade mage. Some may understand, others would not and he would probably shun him the rest of his life...if his life lasted that long.
Soon the runes' spells ended his Test, and the Conclave went to congratulate him, but he ran through the group of mages. At first the Conclave was bewildered by his actions, and watched him disappear as Magius quickly performed a teleport spell. But it didn't take them long to figure out what he had decided.
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