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Hello, it's me, RoguesHeart again. I've come back with another fabulous update.
Thanks to:
Guan: Yes, I do update fast. If I have the urge to write, I'll write. But schoolwork kind of gets in the way.
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Ok. . I know you're just awaiting the next chapter so here we go. Sorry for the slow update this time. My computer has been on the fritz, as of late. Warning: The new character I'm about to introduce has an accent and he speaks in third person. And may be considered pointless in a way. . . It's my pathetic attempt at making light humor.
Book 1: Serenity
" To live is to experience"
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson~
Raistlin stared dully at the broken shards of glass laying upon the floor. Horkin had left to find another solution to his potion mess up. Raistlin highly suspected the potion to be nothing more than mere gravy.
Crysallis stared down in the same direction as Raistin, occasionally her eyes would glance up at him and flicker back to the glass.
After a small moment of silence, Crysallis's curiosity gave way.
" You're not really going to clean that up are you?" she asked inquisitively.
Raistlin gave her a passing glance before staring back at the glass.
" In all honesty, no, I have no intentions of cleaning it up."
Crysallis vacantly gazed at Raistlin, her emerald eyes flaring mischievously.
" What if Horkin comes back?"
Raistlin shrugged.
" What about it?"
Crysallis placed a slender hand upon her waist.
" He'll probably kick you out before this day is through." she smirked.
Raistlin snarled darkly.
" If it worries you so much, then why don't you clean it?"
Crysallis shrugged. Yanking over the stool that Horkin had used for a foot stool, Crysallis sat ungraciously upon it, her crimson robes flowing across the floor.
" It wasn't me he ordered." she spoke nonchalantly.
Raistlin rolled his eyes in irritation.
" Feh, like I'd do anything he…." Raistlin began to rant.
Crysallis cut into his sentence.
" That's all very fine and dandy Raistlin, but he is your superior in this army. And if you expect to get anywhere, you'll have to learn how to follow orders even if they are against your will."
Raistlin frowned slightly.
" Who gave you the authority to give me lectures?"
Crysallis shrugged once more.
" Not lecturing, informing. "
Raistlin sighed and walked over to the corner of the room. Grabbing the broom, he began to lightly sweep away the glass shards.
Crysallis watched on in dully. Her shoulders slumped down with boredom. After Raistlin had successfully sweeped up the glass shards, she helped him dispose of them.
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Raistlin began to grow restless from the incessant waiting that they were enduring. It had to have been at least an hour now. He had spent the majority of his time, reviewing over common spells in his mind.
Crysallis sat on the opposite side of him, her emerald eyes completely blanked out in a form of meditation. Her chest heaved up and down in steady rhythm. The long jet black locks of hair fell over her face and drifted around slightly with each breath she took. Her slender hands were hidden by the long sleeves of her crimson robes.
Staring at her, Raistlin had to wonder to himself. Everything his eyes had been graced to take sight of always began to decay before him. His brother, every time he would glance over at him, he would have to constantly watch as his smooth tanned flesh become instantly wrinkled and gray. Caramon's body would seem slumped over as if old age had taken what form of strength he had still owned. But as quick as the vision would appear before him, it would disintegrate from view. This would happen to every man or beast that he'd come across. But not with her. She would remain as she was, never growing old or weak. Ever since he had taken the test, he had been cursed with different ailments. One, that had come as a weakness to follow along with his magic. Another was the hourglass eyes that haunted him from every day that he had lived upon the planet, forever cursing him to an eternity of watching other people's suffering.
' Why?'
Crysallis's emerald eyes fluttered momentarily, catching sight of Raistlin's gaze.
" Is there anything I can help you with Raistlin?" she snapped out.
Raistlin stared back at her, unflinching under her ruthless stare.
" What are you?" he breathed out.
Crysallis blinked back her surprise.
" What ever do you mean Raistlin?"
Raistlin continued to stare at her, his gaze turning more and more intense.
" What are you? How come you don't die? " he began to ramble.
Crysallis's eyes widened for a moment, as if panic was beginning to settle in. But it quickly faded and she returned to her calm transient state.
" Would you care to elaborate your question Raistlin?" she spoke softly.
Raistlin lifted his hand and pointed to his eyes.
" Through these eyes, I see all things decay. At first it had come to be quite troublesome to my state of mind but eventually I grew used to it, I accepted it as a way of life, a minor inconvenience that I must suffer through in order to obtain the limitless power of my magic. But now. . . I don't know what to think."
Raistlin stopped immediately when he realized he was rambling. Crysallis stared at him intently, her emerald eyes piercing into his amber ones.
" Continue. . " she urged.
Raistlin glared harshly at her. He wasn't angry at her per se, he was furious at himself for letting his emotions get the better of him.
" No." he spoke icily.
Crysallis, who was now interested, shifted positions on the stool, so that her arms settled graciously on her lap.
" Continue. "
" No."
Crysallis remained unfazed by Raistlin's abrupt mood change.
" Continue. "
Raistlin sighed darkly.
" It does not concern you."
Crysallis continued to stare at him.
" You asked me what I was. Indicating that you don't think of me as human. I believe that would warrant that it does indeed concern me. Therefore I would like to know what caused for you have such suspicions." she spoke sternly.
Raistlin stared at her, his mind reeling with various emotions ranging from anger and amusement. As he continued to glower at her, he could feel the iron stad resistance she had towards him. There was no way he would win this battle of whims.
" Fine." he conceded.
Crysallis broke out into a wide grin, flashing her pearly whites.
" Good, now tell me."
Raistlin continued to gaze at her, his eyes flickering occasionally.
" How is that you remain young ? "
" Young how? "
Raistlin sighed. It seemed that explaining this to her would be as difficult as it would be explaining quantum physics to Caramon. (a/n: yes they do have quantam physics)
" I told you earlier that everything I set my eyes on that has a single breath, will die before my eyes. It does not matter who it is or what it is. . . It'll die."
Crysallis nodded her head in understanding.
" Yeah. . . " she urged on.
Raistlin stared at her blankly.
" When I look at you, I do not see your body corroding away. You remain as you seem to be."
Crysallis rubbed her chin thoughtfully.
" Interesting predicament that is. But easily remedied. "
Raistlin cocked an eyebrow warily at her.
" And how is that?"
Crysallis flashed him a smile.
" Well Raistlin, contrary to popular belief, I am human."
Raistlin rolled his eyes in irritation. Crysallis ignored it and continued.
" I figure your eyes are a result of the Test of High Sorcery. . "
Raistlin nodded wryly.
" Correct."
Crysallis stared at him.
" The reason why you don't see me as you see others is because this form. . . "
Crysallis points to herself.
" Isn't really me. "
Raistlin's eyes widen at this revelation.
" But how?"
Crysallis waved her hands nonchalantly.
" You want to see my true form?"
Raistlin opened his mouth to answer.
" You. . . "
Before Raistlin could finish his sentence, the door slammed open. Both Raistlin and Crysallis whipped around to glare at the sudden intruders.
There, standing in the doorway were two mages. One wore crimson red robes and the other dressed in shimmering white robes. They were both followed by the same soldier who had escorted Raistlin and Crysallis earlier. He stood uneasily in between the two, obviously distressed at being surrounded by so many magic users.
" Where is Horkin?" the white robed mage demanded.
Crysallis frowned darkly at the mage. He stared back at her, his chocolate brown eyes flaring.
" He's gone out for a minute, can I take a message?" she spoke sarcastically.
The white mage snarled at her while the red robed mage snickered under his breath.
" I will ask you but one more time, woman. " snarled the white robed mage.
Rose tilted her head to the side.
" Really? Because I don't remember caring." she spoke cooly, her eyes flaring dangerously.
Raistlin arched an eyebrow at her. The edges of his mouth twitched slightly almost forming what most knew as a smile.
The white robed mage glared at Crysallis. His russet pupils dilating in suppressed anger. In his right hand he held a small rod with a single clear white orb floating over it, in his blind rage, he had begun to tighten his grip upon it.
The red robed mage stared at her; face wide with an open grin. Unaware of the tension mounting between Crysallis and the white robed mage, he waltzed over to Crysallis his hand raised.
"Greetin', fellow red robes, De name 'ere is Marius. But mos' people call me Bandit."
Crysallis blinked at him, obviously just noticing his presence. Taking his hand warily, she spoke.
" Hello Marius, it is a pleasure to meet you I'm sure."
Marius beamed at her then turned to face Raistlin. At first glance, Marius's eyes widen, finally taking sight of Raistlin's amber eyes, but as quick as the shock had appeared it instantly dissipated. In fact it seemed that he was thoroughly fascinated by them, seeing that he wouldn't take his gaze away from them.
" Excuse me." spoke Raistlin.
Marius shook his head slightly, jerking himself out of his self induced reverie.
" Sorry 'bout dat dere, Marius be intrigued by dem eyes of yo's. "
Raistlin frowned slightly; obviously taken offense to the crudely placed words; yet his retort was cut short by Marius.
" Ay, Didn' mean t' have dat come out like dat sounded, it was a compliment really.."
Marius glanced at Raistlin almost pleadingly. His hazel eyes flickering apologetically. Raistlin who was still frowning slightly, felt a small twinge of pity for him.
" It's quite alright."
Marius's face quickly brightened. His smile brightened up his entire face, causing for his gray eyes to twinkle. Raistlin couldn't help but find himself somewhat calmed by his presence. Even Crysallis could be seen flashing a small grin.
" So---"
" That is enough Marius."
The voice had come from behind him, snapping him out of his pleasant mood. Marius sighed internally, then turned to face the white robed mage behind.
" What be de matter wit y' now, Theoddox?"
Theoddox snarled at him, his chin raised in a snobbish manner.
" There is no time for you to "socialize" with the help, Marius.. We have much more important ways to spend our time." he spoke coldly.
Crysallis's frown darkened.
" And what might that be, good sir?" she spoke darkly.
Theoddox stuck his nose in the air.
" We. . " he enforced. " Are enlisted in this army to become Horkin's apprentices."
The way he spoke, it made the job seem like every man's dream. Raistlin scoffed, his amber eyes flickering in disdain. Crysallis glared like mad at the white robed mage, abhorrence rolling off her body like water.
Marius sighed once more and walked over to his comrade.
" Theoddox, has it not occurred t' ya that dey be here fo' de same reason?"
Theoddox sneered.
" They couldn't possibly be here for---"
Raistlin leapt up from the stool, knocking it over in the process.
" How Dare You!. . " he snarled furiously.
Crysallis gently laced her hand upon his shoulder.
" Ereas Salonium Matae." she spoke softly.
Raistlin stared at her, his mind reeling from anger to confusion.
" What?"
Crysallis rolled her eyes.
" Calm down." she demanded lightly.
" That's right, you should listen to your woman." jeered Theoddox.
Crysallis whipped around so quickly, that it would even startle the gods themselves. Her emerald green eyes flashed treacherously. Her aura began to pulsate furiously, making random items in the room to hover in mid air.
" I would suggest that you hold your tongue unless you want it ripped out."
Each word she spoke dripped with deadly venom, making everyone shift away from her. Theoddox stepped back for a moment, his eyes wide in shock. It wasn't until Horkin returned to the room did anyone else speak.
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