Add on: Time to fly

[Kookaburra]

Anyone watching would have seen little of the chase, only four indistinct figures rushing into the dusk. Liam ran easily, and he sped up a little when he heard the horn ahead of him. Apparantly Ellis was in wonderful shape, and in a torturous sprint was drawing away from the pursuing. Liam kicked open the door, darted through the hut and vaulted out of the window without touching the frame, in and out within two seconds. In a swift blur that still could not reach Ellis, he passed Hank and grabbed a leaf from a treebranch, folding it deftly and putting it to his lips. A high-pitched whistle cut the air, and Liam threw the leaf away. Within seconds, the heavy thunder of his stallion's hooves was heard, and he swung up into the saddle, overtaking Ellis at last a minute later, and knocking him to the ground with a staff-thrust.

Jumping off, he faced the wounded Ellis, eyes bitter. Seconds later, Ryaren entered the clearing, followed by Hank's crashing through the undergrowth.

Ellis pulled himself to his knees. "I see I'm outnumbered," he hissed.

"I do not know," Liam returned, eyes hard. "But you have taken something not rightfully yours."

"Bah!" Ellis spat, face an unemotional mask. "I have friends."

"You may not live to see them, if you continue the fight." There was a faint glow in the staff-stone.

"You would kill a wounded man?" Ellis asked incredulously.

"I wouldn't need to. If you don't give them what they want, you'll die just the same as if you were left in the wilderness with no weapons and a wounded leg."

Ellis considered, sly eyes shifting around the trees. He was stalling. Liam stood back. "Get to your feet."

"What?"

"Give the lady here the Kenderila or you are coming with us."

"Over my dead body!"

"Is that the way you want it? Do you want to die? I do not want to harm anyone more than you want to die."

 

[Blessed-one]

Ryaren burst out into the clearing, reaching her hand up to pull a few twigs out of her hair while she stood listening to Liam and Ellis's trade off. She wouldn't mind waiting this out as she was merely curious about the Kenderila, so it came as a real surprise when Liam requested Ellis to give her the artifact. Opening her mouth about to protest, she caught Liam's warning glance and fell silence. There really wasn't much she could do.. should she help him to get back the Kenderila?

"Over my dead body!"

"Is that the way you want it? Do you want to die? I do not want to harm anyone more than you want to die."

Eyes glaring in pure hatred, Ellis's hand relaxed on the Kenderila, yet his body remained motionless. Whether it was a premonition or maybe her senses were sharper then she thought, Ryaren wove an illusion of a bright light around Liam just when Ellis was about to let fly his daggers. Ellis knew without seeing the result that his element of surprise had been compromised, he couldn't tell who was the bothersome troublemaker and time did not allow him to dwell on it. Springing to his feet, he let the horn drop onto the ground, its fall cushioned by the fan of dead leaves as he vanished into the trees in the surrounding. Since the horn could not be used, he would have to dig out more information on it. For now, he will let Liam take the artifact.

Do your duty guardian, but i'll come back for it.

 

[paulewog]

Arela ran quietly behind Ryaren. Her thoughts raced to a conclusion about what had just occurred - the man that died had something powerful, the man that killed him now has it, and we're all chasing him!

Hardly making a sound as she ran through the woods, disturbing not even a twig on a tree, Arela heard a sound like thunder - a horse! Running through the hut, she caught a glimpse of the horse ahead, quickly closing in the gap on the fleeing man with the strange object.

Very soon she caught up with them, one man on the ground, and one standing above him with a staff; and the girl standing nearby as well. Arela walked lightly up, breathing slightly faster and heavier than normal, with a red tinge to her face and a fresh spark in her eyes, but otherwise unaffected by the run.

Hearing some of the words passed between Liam and Ellis, Arela was angered by Ellis's offensive way of speaking and his replies. Her eyes blazed began to blaze again.

Then Liam began to glow, and Ellis looked dismayed for just a second; then Arela saw that he had been fingering his daggers.

As he dropped the object, Arela stared at Ellis,with a white fire in her eyes as vanished into the forest. Arela's hands moved suddenly, forming the shape of a sun, and she mumbled something under her breath; suddenly the area was very bright, and she coould just make out Ellis traveling swiftly away from them, almost completely hidden in the trees. Then her thoughts returned to what had just occurred.

"What IS that object," she wondered, her gaze straying to the object that had dropped. She started forward, and then stopped; she was a little afraid of it, and waited for one of the others to do something. Arela drew her cloak about her one again, and stood backed off a little, waiting.

 

[TheDerek]

Today at 04:38 AM Blessed-one said this in Post #20

oh, no guns allowed! this is fantasy.... medieval type, sorry for the confusion.
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I am sorry, I didnt know the timeline.  But It shows how much you read the posts, cause my character description says he has a glack.  We'll just say he has a crossbow then.

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Hank was rushing after this fleeing man.  When a man in green started to surpass him on a horse, Hank took his crossbow and took aim.  He was about to fire when a voice in his head said, "Don't shoot me.  Shoot the man clad in the black, he is the evil on."  Hank didnt know what to do,  so he didnt fire.  He continued to run, following the horse.  Soon he reached a clearing and saw some events take place, then the man run away, leaving a horn.  Hank rand down into the clearing and yelled at the man dressed in green.  "What the heck was that man doing in my hut, why was he running, why were you chasing him, and most important, WHAT IS THAT!?!?" Hank yelled.

 

[Grimr]

Morgoth decided that he would have to make a personal appearance to get the Dark Horn. Demongo you are in charge until I return. Yes master I shall await your return. Morgoth then took a new form for the mortals and Guardian to see. Morgoth took the form of a terrible man covered in black armor and mail he had a terrible sword at his side and a strong shield of Iron. He then telepotred to the forest and observed the Guardian, and the three humans. Morgoth sent a message to the Guardian saying: Do not interfere Guardian this dose not concern you. Morgoth then turned to the humans and the girl specifically. Human give me the Horn it's powers are to great for a mear mortal to use give it to me and I shall reward you greatly anything your heart desires will be yours at a whim but give me the horn.

 

[Blessed-one]

A bright light erupted in the area, it was wide enough to illuminate the back of Ellis who was fast retreating from them. Ryaren could sense the use of magic coming from the girl who had appeared beside her, with golden hair and a bow on the back. As the light dimmed, Ryaren was startled by the sudden yell by the another man in the clearing.

"What the heck was that man doing in my hut, why was he running, why were you chasing him, and most important, WHAT IS THAT!?!?" Hank yelled.

His words had barely left his mouth when a dark presence filled the area. Dressed in pure black armour and mail, the being had a large sword strapped on a side and an iron shield held in his right hand. It was as if light was being absorbed into him and Ryaren felt a chill creeping up her spine, this "man" or whatever it was, was definitely not human. As his gaze swept over Liam and the other three, a voice sounded in her head,

"Human give me the Horn it's powers are to great for a mear mortal to use give it to me and I shall reward you greatly anything your heart desires will be yours at a whim but give me the horn."

If this really was the Kenderila, as it probably was by the amount of attraction it drew, Ryaren knew from instinct that no matter what happened, it could not fall into this man's hand. As for the enticing words, she would rather have the Kenderila safe and sound then had her own desires fulfilled. What could you gain when the world you lived in was destroyed? Her hand went unconsciously to the hilt of the sword, though it would be easier to cast an illusion. Ryaren kept an eye on the horn on the ground, the man in total black and Liam. Liam.... she will have to coordinate with his move.

 

[Kookaburra]

Note: sorry for the short post, but I have tons of homework.

Liam stared at the entity embodied before him, black as night and colder than death. The evil that emenated from him was seeping into his mind, poisoning his very existance, as it had for almost two and a half decades. He saw Ryaren's fingers brushing her swordhilt, but all of Morgoth's power was directed at him, malicious and cunning. Rallying himself, Liam guided his horse over to between the two girls, totally ignoring Morgoth for a moment. The mental venom washed around him as he did not let his eyes and mind connect with that of evil embodied. He knew that in an all-out fight they would most probably all die. But maybe later they would together be strong enough to resist openly.

He spoke a soft word to his staff, which began to glow with a steady light, protecting him from any attacks on the mental plane. "This war is not your own, Morgoth Bauglir. Call on your henchmen to aid you in our death, and lose all that is precious to you. Leave now, and live to darken another age with your treachery. Would she give it to you now, it would do her no good. For you would deceive and blind, and destroy all good that she desires, with the very Kenderila she would give you."

He began to whisper again, almost to himself. 'Nén o Hathaeglim, lasto beth daer:
Réo nén Devuinen dan in Bauglir!'

 

[Grimr]

Morgoth glared angrily at the Guardian and humans. I told you to stay out of this Guardian but if it is battle you want comeforth and let us see which of our weapons are better the flame of Hades (Sargio Name of morgoth’s sword) against the wood of your staff. Morgoth unseathed his sword if there was any metal it was hard to find out for above the hilt there was nothing but a blazing fire that took the form of a double bladed sword. Come Guardian to battle and your death.

 

[TheDerek]

Sorry It isnt longer, got to go to school
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When the evil man had apeared, Hank had fled into the woods. Slowly sneeking around he got behind Morgoth and took aim with his crossbow. Keeping him in his sights he thought he could get an aroow in the back of his neck. Where his body suit ended and his helmet started was a small gap. So Hank took aim, ready to fire.

 

[Grimr]

Morgoth turned to the mortal that had snuck up on him. Youll have to do better than that mortal do you seriously think you can hurt me? Me a fallen angel who has seen the glory of Heaven and the horror of Hell. I who like saten have stood beside the throne of God. Morgoth sent fire and smoke around Hank then turned to the Guardian and the other humans. Give me the Kenderila and he will be spared if you dont ill take him back to Angbad and torture him for all time until he is broken and witless and the horrors of Hades enters into him you have three minutes to surrender the Kenderila to me.

 

[paulewog]

Following kookoo... I have to go to school and be there in 20 minutes so sorry for the short post

Arela's anger subsided slowly towards Ellis, and then the ironclad ... thing ... showed itself; all suddenly became dark. What IS that?!

As she watched everything and everyone in the scene before her, her newfound apparent allies and this strange object, Liam came over towards she and the other girl. He seemed to be avoiding looking at the ironclad evil. Arela decided that would be a good idea - besides, who would WANT to look at it?

When Liam took out his staff and spoke, and it began to glow, Arela also put her hands on her bow. Somehow, she felt an urge not to take it off her back; struggling with her will for a few moments, she gasped slightly and forced herself to take it from her back. Arela held the bow, and pulled it back slightly; she stared at the bow for a second, and an arrow appeared strung on the bow, bathed in red and white flame.

Arela laughed under her breath, always happy when she was able to create an arrow.

 

[Kookaburra]

Note: Ah, okie now! *ahem* *rubs hands together to keep warm* Do you have any specific requirements of the Kenderila's actual powers & appearance (Blessed One)?

Liam let the light bath him and strengthen him, and then he looked directly into Morgoth's eyes. "For one who claims to be the most evil on the face of the Earth, you lack a great deal of creativity." He paused, letting his eyes wander around the circle. Arela had a fire arrow at the ready, and Hank had rolled to the side of the fire and kept his own crossbow aimed at the weak point of Morgoth's armor, and Liam himself had his staff, and Ryaren had the Kenderila in her possession -- that is, if he could be killed.

"When you chose to take shape like mortals, Morgoth, you also took on a raiment of flesh. That can be destroyed, and you would never be able to take on such a veil of power again."

Still Morgoth laughed at them. "You have four minutes, Guardian." he repeated.

Liam's eyes glittered brightly. "I do not need four minutes to make my decision!" he snapped. "When I became a guardian for the Kenderila, I swore an oath to protect it by my life or by my death, whichever would serve it better from falling into the hands of evil! I will not go back on that promise."

Morgoth was not laughing now. "You might do well in my service, weakling, but against me you stand no chance."

"With the Lord I can do anything. Nothing, nothing is impossible through Christ, who strengthens me." The glow from Liam's staff was getting brighter.

Morgoth reared back as if stung, and he lifted his sword, Hades, and swung it like a scythe. Arela tumbled backwards, loosening her arrow as she fell. It penetrated Morgoth's armor and pricked his shoulder, making him roar in fury. Ryaren stepped inside his swing and compressed a wave of bright illusion of light and flung it in his eyes, still clasping the Kenderila in her other hand. Morgoth stepped back, defeated in his first swipe. Then he tried again -- this time at Liam.

The light around Liam quickly brightened.

'Nén o Hathaeglim, lasto beth daer:
Réo nén Devuinen dan in Bauglir!'

And as he uttered the last word, the light wove a brilliant thicket around him, and his upraised staff was too bright to look at. The sword met the light shield in a shower of sparks, and then the sword dissapated into thousands of fiery sparks, raining onto the ground beneath until the grass smouldered. The light held, grew brighter, and then Ryaren noticed that the Kenderila seemed to be warm, almost hot to the touch.

'Nén o Hathaeglim, Réno hatha dayoé!'

 

[TheDerek]

Hank was laying in the grass with his crossbow trained on Morgoth. Truth be told, he was to weak to fire it. Any and all magic used on him made him really weak. Hank was started to feel better. While Morgoth was engaged in his battle with the gaurdian, Hank reached down to his belt and removed a small vial. He took the lid off and dipped the arrow tip in it then replaced the vial on his belt. Now hank was felling well anough to fire. With the poision tipped arrow trained on Morgoth neck, he took aim and fired.

 

[Grimr]

Morgoth was aware of his danger very well Guardian you have won this battle but you shall not win the War soon my armies will flood out of Angbad and kill all of you but for now I shall leave you Morgoth then turned to Ryaren and said we shall meet again mortal and I shall take great pleasure in seeing you tortured until your will is broken and you become like a dog at my feet. With that Morgoth vanished into a tower of flame to heal his hurts and reforge his plans.

 

[TheDerek]

Hank watched his arrow disapear in flames. "I guess I'm now apart of this to."Hank said. "Follow me, I can get you out of here." Hank finished. Hank led them down a steep path and into a small river. He then walked over to a pile of leaves and uncovered a Conoe. "Follow me." He said and jumped in.

 

[paulewog]

Arela tumbled to the ground, yet still coming too close to that huge sword. As she fell, she released the arrow, striking Morgoth's shoulder, his returning roar sounding similar to thunder.

As she hit the ground, Arela curved her back and rolled over her head, leaving her on her knees still facing Morgoth with her bow in her hands. She flicked her hair out of her face and saw Ryaren cast the light into the eyes of Morgoth; then Liam began to speak again, and the staff grew yet brighter. The anger against Morgoth that showed in her eyes gave way to awe of Liam as he and Morgoth battled - white against black, light versus dark, good battling evil. Then the light became bright, and Arela turned her face aside, looked upward, and prayed. "Lord, help him!"

Then Morgoth's sword vanished, and Morgoth roared out once again, and vanished in flames. Arela could feel the heat gently on her cheeks, and glancing back towards Liam, saw that the light was diminishing and Liam looked tired as he stood with slightly hunched shoulders, breathing heavier than normal.

 

[Blessed-one]

hey Kookaburra, the Kenderila is shaped like a horn (known as the black horn).
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The Kenderila turned warm then hot all of a sudden as a bright light erupted from Liam's staff, bright enough to chase away all the darkness in the fabled Garden of Tombs. Ryaren held onto it though, her skin strangely remained smooth and cool even though the artifact was clearly emitting heat. The Kenderila must be reacting to the magic of its guardian.

Morgoth's sword broke and shattered at the persistent light, and Hank, the brave one who had a poisoned arrow nocked did not hesitate to shoot. Morgoth left quickly enough, though his warning rang through her like a sharp blade.

None of them had time to discuss about the event just then, for Hank was already leading them down a trail towards a canoe sitting beside a river. Ryaren kept her mouth shut as she followed, Arela was one step behind her and Liam guarded the rear.

 

[TheDerek]

As they drifted down they river, no one spoke. It was deadly silent exept for the rushing river. Finally hank broke the silence. "What is our plan of action? The river will keep going straigt for about eight miles, then it will turn into a lake. We can do all the miles now, or I know a resting spot in about two miles. We can talk about the horn then." Hank stopped talking and waited for the others to speak.

 

[Kookaburra]

Liam gave a weak smile at Hank's comment. "Talk about the horn? As much as is possible in one night. It's history is as long as the elves' and filled with danger. I have guarded it for eleven years, and I will for eternity until I am slain or choose to die." He saw that he had caught their attention -- Arela's paddle paused momentarily before she took a deep pull, and Ryaren glanced back at him quickly. Hank did not turn, but he sat up a little straighter. Liam smiled into the darkness. "The miles can wait. You do not even know what is chasing you. We will rest tonight and talk of the heavy things tomorrow. Morgoth will not seek for us for a while, at least. He will need weeks to heal his physical body enough to be visible to mortals, much less gather all of his strength."

"You mean," Arela started, "that that . . . thing . . . is the evillest thing on earth? And we actually saw him?!"

"Well," Ryaren said rather sarcastically, "he's the typical stereotype villain. You'd think we would have been a little more . . . afraid?"

Liam sighed. "You have forgotten the Kenderila."

"That's true."

Liam could see his horse moving along the riverbank, now swimming, now cantering, now wading. When they would reach the lake, Liam would make himself a boat to bear across his gallant steed. The white staff lay across the canoe in front of him and he picked it up as they ground to a halt in the small pebbles as the water ran over a very shallow ford. They jumped from the canoe and towed it ashore under an overhang, walking a few minutes until the cliff-hugging path widened on a wide shelf overlooking the water, the path ending abruptly at an upthrust of rock, a hidden escape path bored through the overhang to the woods beyond. Within moments, they had a small fire going and were sitting around, talking softly. Liam was sitting on a boulder looking over the river, his eyes thoughtful as he clasped a pottery mug full of strong tea. The dark waters flowed smoothly beneath him as he listened, now and then patting his stallion's muzzle. Then the lonliness hit him. He looked back at the red-tongued fire, warm and welcoming. But something told him this would be the most trying event in the Kenderila's long life. And he was doomed to whatever fate it took to keep it and its bearers safe. He rubbed his eyes and lay back, a sudden cushion of velvety vines weaving a pillow beneath his head as he lay on the boulder, looking up at the millions of stars, his mind travelling among them as he sought as he ever did the secrets of the universe.

 

[paulewog]

I always have to elave for school it seems, when I write this in here

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Arela sat close near the fire, staring into the flames, thinking about what had passed that day. One man killed, the appearance of the evilest living being on earth, and seeing the strange horn-shaped object named the Kenderila. What a day!

As she still gazed into the fire, she wondered about her companion. They had not really been introduced, and she barely knew their names. She sat softly, now playing with a little light in her lap, making it dance and glow and making the flames turn hue, which reflected off her robe and made it look irridescent. Then she caught it in her hand, and clenched her fist. When she opened it again, the light flew away like a firefly. Arela turned to Ryaren and said softly, not wishing to disturb anyone, "Ryaren, where are you from? I'm afraid we didn't have time to introduce each other, I don't think that armored thing would have let us," here Arela giggled a little.