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Re: Mission #2b: *Sights In The South*
OOC: any one object to me cheating a lil? *rips out half the planned rp script* Good. I'm back for the time being since Shawna wanted me back. I can rp alone, but its gonna be rough sometimes.
Lune held Nevar's waist tight as they sped on horseback, it had been six days since they had left the group and they were now apporaching the mighty city of Tirith which stood at the heart of the once glorious human kingdom. Nevar had left the kingdom so long before after he accidently destroyed it not knowing the extent of his powers. The kingdom never properly recovered and instead built three weak feudal kingdoms in its place, still constant wars were being fought using the old capital as the battle field since the civil war for succession never ceased. The riches of the ancient kingdom still buried in the ruins and the history with it.
Nevar had to trouble getting into the city, no one was guarding it since it was open war here. Nevar couldn't reconize the city at all, it was a ruins, nothing seemed the same to him. Lune looked around desperatly trying to sense the sword if it were to sleep within the city, she found nothing. Nevar gave the horse a good kick and sped off towards the ruined castle which laid in the middle of the city, only one tower stood along with a wing of the castle, the rest was rubble.
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Re: Mission #2b: *Sights In The South*
"How will we know the sword when we find it?" Nevar asked, he was getting tired of the search; for eight days now they had searched the ruined castle up and down without finding any trace of their objective and time was running out.
"We will know it when we find it." Lune said, Nevar frowned as that didn't answer his question at all.
"What's it look like then?" Nevar asked.
"Questions lead to questions Nevar." Lune said. "As the ancient prince of this kingdom you should have some knowledge of its whereabouts."
"I barely remeber anything about a long piece of metal." Nevar said.
"Well that 'piece of metal' contains a massive army that Lord Crake would adore to get his hands on no doubt." Lune said.
"That's why we got to stop him Goddess." Nevar said rolling his eyes.
"And maybe find the rest of that jewel... hopefully we can set your soul free finally Nevar." Lune said smiling.
"I like being the Dragon King." Nevar said.
"Dragon King?" Lune asked and even laughed a bit at.
"Well I am the most powerful dragon in the world right?" Nevar said.
"No not really. Your father, Saquan God of War is the most powerful of all the dragons." Lune pointed out.
"Then why help me Lune? All the times I prayed to you... I got an answer." Nevar said. "I am war itself. You are the holy Goddess of Peace, you are worshiped across the world for your mercy!"
"Sometimes Nevar... you have to set aside grudges against your foes." Lune said.
"...Whatever." Nevar said.
'Oh Nevar... I do pray one day I can turn you human using the Sacred Power... As long as that cuff I made remains around your neck... I do not fear you will bring true harm to this world...' Lune thought.
Nevar finally gave up on his search and decided to head back empty handed. Just as he was mounting his horse, he found that he was surrounded by a large group of Tirithian soldiers.
"Who goes there!" One of them called. "Are you with the Blood Claws or the Knight's Assembly!"
"Blood Claw? Knight's Assembly?" Nevar said. "What's this stupidity your rambling?"
"I am sorry... we are outsiders." Lune said.
"Outsiders eh?" The soldier said. "The Blood Claw and the Knight's Assembly are the two factions in Tirith that are fighting for control. The Knight's Assembly is loyal to the crown and to the deceased monarch's name while the Blood Claw are loyal to someone named Crake."
"Humph." Nevar said. "I didn't think Crake has such influence since I last fought by his side."
"So who are you anyways?" The soldier asked.
"My name is Lune, I am the Goddess of Peace. And this is Nevar, the adopted son of the final monarch of Tirith." Lune said.
"Nevar?..." The soldier said. "H-he would have to be over 100 years old!"
"Much older than that actually." Nevar said. "I am a half-god."
"Half-god?" The soldier asked.
"We best find somewhere to talk. Take me to your commander." Nevar said. Nevar and Lune were brought to a large building that was intact still where they spoke with the commander of the Knight's Assembly. After at least half a week of speaking of Nevar's story, the history of Tirith, and other matters along with debates. Nevar finally had a hold of the Tirithian throne... though somehow that wasn't his intention. He had the support of an army now but still needed the sword which he found out was actually in the hand's of the Knight's Assembly... With a stroke of luck... Nevar order the abandon of the kingdom of Tirith... so that a much superior purpose could be fulfilled before the restoration of the ancient kingdom...
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