Duwan
The Spirit of Darion
Posts: 98
(10/22/01 6:31 pm)
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The Blue Mist of Hell
As I walked in the land of Ice i felt the cold pierce my skin and heart. Each step I took, i saw more and more powerful entities waiting to tear my flesh apart at first site. I held my breath and hoped my reflecting shell wouldn't shatter. As i was led by 3 maginficent fighters Hiemer,Cyther,and Ezmrella we came up at this fortress in captive by grotesque mindless monsters. I saw appearence beginning to appear and as I was about to peak Cyther's invisable shield uncovered the once hidden iksar. He was engulfed with warriors that hated anything and everything to enter there fortress. He told me to run that he'll be fine. So I followed blindly and came up to this room holding this Glowing blue ball. I was told to touch it and instantly I appeared in this damp,cold,moist cave. Hiemer had casted the shell and the will to elevate. I saw and followed Ezmrella down to the deepness of this cave. As I dropped I saw Evil star at me everwhere througnout the wall. Pretrefied I just looked at ezmrella and followed her lead. Every turn, every hall way, it semmed endless. Then finally I came to my loving family Da hui. I uncasted the shell when I was welcomed. As i sat to rest and get ready for battle I saw our force was a magnitude not to be reckoned with. We came, we saw, We conquered. Then I heard The queen is up. Thats when I froze not of coldness but out of fright. I heard of this evil witch. Her spawnings are no where close to her frightfull strenth. We stood and fought valiantly. As I thought we had the win something went wrong, very wrong. life bars dropped quickly but not our fighting spirit, not our will to live. I sat there in shock as sitting is all I could've done, my magic was exhausted from use and my weapon would not even give her a scratch. Daelite-dead. Rohm-dead. Pono-dead. Shakahutchi-dead. knivez-dead. In Frustration i tried to memorize my own shell of invisablity and hid. As I sat to med once again for further use I saw that me and cyther were the only once left. We knew we couldn't give up hope. our spirit and morale strong, Cyther stood and fought and fought, as I sat readily to escape. But my guilt was overwhelming, i had to do something. I was useless, I was the one who hid in terror. So I dropped invis casted heal on cyther and a shield of barbs the small insect and I gave eye contact. This was the end. "CAST CAMO AGAIN", Cyther said. I decdied I would do as much as I can while I was alive. 1 heal 1coat of barbs was all I was able to do. And at that moment I joined my bretheren to the death.....Our Spirit Will Live on !
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