On a high Hill just outside Sanga

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On a high Hill just outside Sanga

Postby UzBan » Sun Feb 05, 2006 8:49 am

On a high Hill just outside Sanga

It is dusk on a high Hill just outside Sanga, Alone figure can be seen perfoming a ritual.

Such a storm of magics is being summoned that is hard to witness who or what is being done.
After a few moments a silence decends on the area and the magics seem to cease.
But then with a mighty CRASH the sound of thunder reverbartes from the hill.
The light then flashes so bright that it seems as if the midnight sun will rise in the south this night.
Rain pours from the sky in a storm that is centered on the hill and is over as quickly as it started.
And with that the darkness rushes in to fill the sky.Silence washes over the area,even the evening chours does not sing this night.

An hour or so later First returns to the city,He looks older,but somehow more balanced than before.
Phil who was Uz,Lizea, First now...

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Postby UzBan » Wed Feb 08, 2006 3:28 pm

As First stumlbes back into the Wicked Wench he can be heard to mublble this song.He does not appear to be aware that he is among company...

Oh oh People of the Land
Listen to the warning
This seer he said
Beware the storm that gathers here
Listen to the wise man

I dreamed I saw on a moonlit star
Spreading his hands on the multitude there
A man who cried for a love gone stale
And ice cold hearts of charity bare.
I watched as fear took the old men’s gaze
Hopes of the young in troubled graves
I see no day, I heard him say
So grey is the face of every mortal.

Oh oh people of the Land
Listen to the warning
The prophet he said
For soon the cold night will fall
Summoned by your own hand.

Oh oh children of the Land
Quicken to the new life
Take my hand
Fly and find the new bough
Return like the white dove.

He told of death as a bone white haze
Taking the last and the unloved babe
Late too late all wretches run
These Kings of beast’s now counting their days.
From mothers love is the son estranged
Married his own precious gain
The Land will shake in two will break
And death all around will be your dow’ry

Oh oh people of the Land
Listen to my warning the seer said
For those who hear and mark my words
Listen to the good plan flee for your life

Who heed me not, let all your treasure make you
Fear for your life
Deceive you not the fire of Hells will take you
Should Death await you
May Gods give you grace to purge this place
And peace all around maybe your Fortune.

Oh oh children of the Land
Love is still the answer, tke my hand
The vision fades, a voice I hear
“Listen to the madman!”

But still I fear and still I dare not
Laugh at the madman.
Phil who was Uz,Lizea, First now...



A big Orc Knight!

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Enlightenment.

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Postby Gumboots » Sun Feb 12, 2006 11:17 am

*Kriska having got a bit excited about the suddern weather looks up and sees First walking back into the tavern. To her he seems a bit odd but forgetting this she goes up to him.*

"Are you ok? You seem a bit lost!"
*Kriska Neptune Molignue, bonded and Dead*

*Zemilia Sraosha Coshwood Ancalimon, Princes Regent of the Earth Elves.*

*Lucy*


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