The Last Realm

[Ultrawolf]

Ultrawolf growls.
"I'm with ya red! I have no idea what's going on and It's getting on my nerves."

[Musashi]

Musashi rises once more, replacing the band around his brow in the same motion, his eyes returning to their typical brown hue.

"Shino..." he nods, "...indeed, it has been a while. You have changed as well, thought not merely your appearance. There has been a great alteration in your life, a sleeping flame within has awoken."

Musashi glanced at Aindriahhn and Ultrawolf, his eyes piercing with a quick hint of silver.

"Caecoryn.... Auralyth.... These are grave times and such matters should not be take lightly nor dealt with hastily. Sir Eidon and Master Alexander are wise. Take heed in what they say. If the Tower of Stars has truly been breached, our world is in far greater peril than you have ever known."

"But, fear not," glancing momentarily at Shandriz, "You are Chosen, just as Sperrit and myself. You would not have been brought to this sanctuary less you were fully capable of this endeavor. Do not doubt yourselves. Our efforts may prove to carry the light of the world."

[Sperrit]

Alexander turned to UltraWolf and chuckled.
"You would think that a name-sake of mine would be a little more understanding about the importance of this situation. How can we be more clear, Caecoryn? How can we make the danger more immediate to you?"
Alexander's eyes glowed sliver for a moment then returned to their normal gold.
"Let me put it to you this way, Caecoryn. You wish to learn about who you are, correct? Where you come from and why? Well, if Valose succeeds in awakening the Most Feared then everything that you are, have been and will be shall, in essence, be gone. I would say that you would simply cease to be, but that implies that everything else around would would still exist, that people would keep your memory, that some part of your spirit would return to the world that fostered you. However, even that memory will be wiped away, all that would hold that memory would be wiped away, all places where you had ever set your foot to create some print, some mark of your having ever been there, no matter how small that mark, those would be wiped away as well. Caecoryn, you have been chosen to fight the fate worse than death because there are no others who are strong enough to take up the cause. You, Alexander, Dusk, UltraWolf, whatever you would like to call yourself, are one of the Eight people who together can keep all of this from never existing in the first place."
Alexander laughed. "And if that isn't a good enough reason then we are all fit and ready for Nothingness!"

Eidon laughed with his brother.
"Perhaps it would be good for us to return back to the power from which we came. We have been here for a very long time...."
Eidon turned to Aindriahhn. "I am sorry if we have not been clear with the task that you have been set. Perhaps a more thourough explaination is in order, though I'm a little surprized that you don't understand immediately the danger, Auralyth. You are from a people ancient and proud, one of the first. You should know this danger almost as well as mine or Alexander's Child. However, let me see if I can explain things a bit more basically."
Eidon's eyes glowed and suddenly there sprang from the Earth eight statue-symbols, each in front of a different Chosen.
"In the beginning there were only two powers in the Universe: Mod and what has been called The Void. From Mod sprang the Orange Dragon, Protector of All Creation, and from him sprang the Eight Dragons, of which we are but two. In each of us is embodied ultimate Elemental power, Eight Elements, which the entire cosmos is based upon. These powers are Earth, Wind, Water, Fire, Dark, Light, Time and Thunder. Everything that exists has been created and forged by these Elements, and almost everything that exists has been created by us. We made the very world that you stand upon now, and countless others in the endless space beyond. The Void, however, has always been the opposite of the power from which we sprung. While Mod embodies life, creation and being, the Void is the essence of Nothingness, UnBeing and DisCreation. It's power has long been checked by the efforts of our Children, the Elementals. Whenever the time has become dark the power of the Void grows strong we have Chosen our best to go and seal it again, keeping all the existence safe. Most succeeded on their quests. Some failed. But even when they were successful the power of the Void still grew and it has become harder and harder to find those with the power to oppose it. The last Eight Chosen, in fact, weren't all Elementals. Many of them came from different races and clans, just as you do. Two of them, Dorin and Dai, were Sperrit's parents. Two of them, Arland and Aroura, were Lygato's. The first time that they faced the Void they succeeded and the universe was kept safe. However, the power of the Void was too strong and it broke through their seal more quickly than it ever had before, so, couragously, they all went back to face it again.... They never returned."
Sperrit's eyes widened. There was a wild look in them.
"That's... that's why... they never came back...."
Eidon bowed his head. "Yes, Child."
Sperrit's eyes began to glow with a strange light. "It's... it's because of... that thing... Its Chosen took away my people and It took away my parents...."
Eidon touched his hand to Sperrit's shoulder. At once he felt a calm wash over him.
"There will be time for mourning later, Child."
Eidon looked at all in the clearing.
"I'm not sure how else to impress upon you all the seriousness of the situation. The Void is as strong as It has ever been. If you do not go to stop it, if you do not stop it, then nothing will."
Eidon waved his hand and a map appeared at his feet. It was map of the Western Continent.
"Your quest is to stop the Void, but there are some things that you must do first." Eidon looked at Lygato. "Iubarithio was right. The other Dragons should be here to impart their Gift to you. They are not because they still hold on to the idea that one of their Children will prove the worthier. This, unfortunately, is not so. The Elementals have fallen into decline and their powers reflect it.

"So, you must now journy to the strongholds of the Clans themselves, where undoubtably our siblings are, and seek them out so that you may recieve their Gift and be Chosen. Without that we are all lost."
Eidon pointed to the Peaks of Fire.
"I will set you upon the foot of the Peaks so that you may seek the Fire Clan in their mountains. It is a tough climb full of peril, but if you can reach their stronghold the Fire Clan should prove helpful to you. Their skills in war and smithing are still second to none, even though their powers wane. There seek Tyrin, Dragon of Fire. He should be easy to convince. Then go north and west to the Tundra, there seek the Dark Clan and Sekundes. The Dark Clan is very knowledgeable and should be able to aid you on where to go from there, for there are many options after."
Eidon turned to Sperrit.
"This is something that you must do alone, Most Blessed. Alexander and I, and all the Dragons that realize the truth hereafter, shall be kept busy, our wills' bent totally toward the protection of this and all worlds so that you may have the time to seek the Tower and save us all. My thoughts go with you, though, and also... this."
Eidon reached out and touched Sperrit's chest right where his heart was. At once Sperrit felt a kind of small explosion in his body, as if it were being consumed by fire and reknit together all at the same time. Sperrit's eyes widened and he looked at Eidon, adoration in his gaze. Eidon seemed to grow taller and more grand as he looked down at Sperrit.
"Terramyr, this is my Gift, and I give it to you with all the hope and love that this world can offer. May you be successful in your quest, Most Loved."
Sperrit bowed low.

Alexander came and stood in front of Musashi. He touched him in the same way as Eidon had touched Sperrit.
"Tempusonor, my greatest student, most faithful of my Children, this is my Gift, and I give it to you with all the hope and truth that this world can offer."

Eidon and Alexander stepped back towards the tree. Eidon smiled saddly.
"I am sorry that our meeting must be a short one, but it must be so. Go with grace, go with Mod and may you be successful, for the sake of us all."
At once there was the same shifting sensation and the nine of them suddenly found themselves at the foot of a seemingly endless range of mountains.

[Ultrawolf]

Ultrawolf snarled at first but he understood.

He had his role and he would fulfill it.
He was no longer fighting for himself.
Everything he had worked for to uncover his identity would be lost.
Everything would be lost if he did not help.

Caecoryn:
Alexander That Was,
Ultrawolf That Is,
Dusk That Will Be
Nodded.

[Tobias]

Tobias stood with the other seven at the foot of the mountain. he peered upwards into the range, and turned to the others: "Well...i guess the only way is up..."

Tobias began taking steps forwards.

[Aindriahhn]

*Aindriahhn scratched his beard, hefting his sword and mumbling to himself as he studied the mountains*
"Eidon, I have heard those stories many a time, but I can't ken what you want with me..."

[Shandriz]

The drow's violet eyes narrowed angrily, her mouth forming a tight line,
"I do not," her voice was strained, as though it were difficult for her to keep control over her rage. Which was quite likely the case,
"Like this shifting from place to place, or the idea that someone can cause it to happen without my consent."

That concern voiced, she gathered Suki from the air, needing the comfort that the cat provided. Still, at least they were in familiar territory. Afterall, the Peaks of Fire were where she and Musashi had just traveled from.

She turned then to her companion, eyeing him suspiciously,
"Why did we have to go to that place, only to return to where we'd come from? Could they not have just come to us here and saved a trip?"

[Tobias]

Tobias places his hand on her shoulder as he passes by her: "That would just make everything all too easy, my dear Drow...now lets stop worrying about everything, and focus on what's ahead...aye?"

He passes by her, smiling to her as he passes by.

[Aindriahhn]

*Aindriahhn turns to look at the drow*
"Tobs is right, you know, the lad ussually is"
*Aindriahhn scratches his beard*
"Now where?"

*Aindriahhn studies the mountains, searching for anything that might suggest civilization*

[Tobias]

(OOC: ok...i want to see if i can get this thing back up and running again...cause i really want this thing to fully flex out. So...post please? )

Tobias begins the ascent upwards the mountain. Observing the range as he begins to steadily make his way up the narrow path, he notes the peak, and the strange sensation of heat he feels from his point so low on the range. He turns and motions the rest to follow.