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Dantalian

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Sanfew sat at a makeshift desk within Sir Vey’s tent, looking through an aged book. Abruptly, he said, “Good to see you’re up again. How are you feeling?”

“Like I dove head first into a beehive,” groaned Sir Vey, who was now sitting in bed.

“No surprise there,” said the druid, “The poison that infected you was a very potent variety, it took several doses of my best antidotes to keep you alive.”

“Who was that knight anyway?” asked Sir Vey.

“He escaped,” came the blunt reply. “Also, he wasn’t alone, a werewolf attacked me, and something else attacked and killed the Armadylyst commander.”

“A werewolf, huh?” mused Sir Vey, “Sounds like Zamorak sent us a welcoming committee.”

“I doubt that,” said Sanfew.

“Why?” asked Sir Vey.

“The werewolf druid that attacked me has been with us for over three months,” said Sanfew, “So he was put in place long before the druids had any quarrel with Zamorak. My guess is that this latest attack was also carried out by the cult of darkness.”

“May they never know rest!” exclaimed Sir Vey, “But for now, we must move onward, my ailment should not have caused a delay! We must move to the Winds immediately.”

“Take a look outside your tent,” said Sanfew.

“Why?” asked Sir Vey.

“You’ll see,* promised the druid.

Perplexed, the temple knight walked out of his tent and stared in shock. Before him was the camp filled with his soldiers, but now, rather than being excited and determined, they seemed more fearful and apprehensive. Sir Vey suspected that this had something to do with the attacks from the cult of darkness, but more to do with what was within sight of the camp; for within sight stood a massive camp bearing the symbols of Zamorak and Bandos.

“You’ve been asleep for over a day,” commented Sanfew, walking out of the tent. "We decided it was in our best interest to keep moving while you were unconscious.” "He appears in the Form of a Man with many Countenances; and he hath a Book in his right hand. His Office is to teach all Arts and Sciences unto any; and to declare the Secret Counsel of any one."

09-Mar-2009 05:36:33

Dantalian

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“A sound decision,” agreed Sir Vey, “When do we attack?”

“Preparations have been made,” said Asura as she walked over to the druid and temple knight, “We can attack at a moment’s notice. And may I suggest we attack sooner rather than later; the enemy has fielded chaos dwarves who are bolstering their defenses.”

“Unfortunately, the enemy has long-range models of the dwarven multicannons,” pointed out Sanfew, “So a direct attack would decimate our troops before we reached the enemy camp.”

“Perhaps,” said Sir Vey, “But what if their cannons were to suddenly malfunction?”

Sanfew raised an eyebrow and staring at Sir Vey, asked, “What are you planning?”

“You’ll see,” replied Sir Vey, motioning to one of his soldiers.

The temple knight he had motioned to nodded and took a torch, which he quickly lit, producing a bright white flame.

From the Zamorakian camp, a bright white flare was suddenly visiblee in the Saradominist camp.

“My lord, what do you suppose that is?” one of the black knights asked Lord Darquarius.

“A temple knight signal,” hissed Darquarius, “Order the troops to arm themselves, an attack will begin soon, and guard those cannons!”

As soon as Darquarius finished speaking a shout broke out from the chaos dwarves guarding the cannons. Looking down in disgust, the leader of the Kinshra saw what he feared had come to pass; a group of temple knights had ambushed the cannons, killing most of the guards, and setting to work sabotaging most of the cannons.

“How did they get over their?” asked the black knight.

“What do you see near the cannons?” asked Darquarius.

The black knight looked down. He could barely make out something near the cannons, but quickly knew what he saw, “Holes? They tunneled under the battlefield?”

“No, those enemies have been in place for a while, they must have built a small underground base... How cunning,” said Darquarius, “Now get some troops down there to retake those cannons!” "He appears in the Form of a Man with many Countenances; and he hath a Book in his right hand. His Office is to teach all Arts and Sciences unto any; and to declare the Secret Counsel of any one."

09-Mar-2009 05:42:01

Dantalian

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“Sir,” said one of the temple knights by the cannons, “The enemy is regrouping for an attack.”

“Hold out,” replied a temple knight whose armor bore gems that seemed to glow with their own light, “See if we can’t use some of the cannons against them, but no matter what, we must hold this position until reinforcements from the camp arrive.”

“Yes, commander,” replied the first temple knight.

“Alright, this one’s good to go!” shouted a temple knight working on one of the cannons.

“Good, now fire!” shouted the temple knight commander.

The cannons went off with an earsplitting boom, mowing down lines of the oncoming troops of Zamorak and Bandos. Before the lines could reform, the cannons fired again, forcing the oncoming troops to duck for cover. With a third wave of cannoballs, discipline began to break down, and the ranks of Zamorak and Bandos began to break, scattering across the field in a desperate attempt to evade the cannon fire. Even as their enemy’s ranks broke, the soldiers of Saradomin, Armadyl, and Guthix were quickly closing in. It was then, when defeat seemed all but certain for the forces of Zamorak and Bandos, that Iban charged onto the field, heading directly for the temple knights who had captured the cannons.

*What a fool,” commented the temple knight, “Aim at that lone black knight, and fire!”

A cannonball struck Iban’s breastplate with a loud cracking noise, and the black knight fell to his knees. However, he was quickly on his feet again and charging once more at the temple knights.

“Impossible!” exclaimed the temple knight commander, “Nobody could survive a direct hit from one of those cannonballs!”

Within moments Iban was in the midst of the temple knights, cutting down many of their number before they had recovered from the shock of seeing him survive. Reacting quickly, the temple knight commander charged at Iban, sending a mace at the Kinshra’s helmet. The mace connected, shattering the helmet, and knocking Iban to the ground. "He appears in the Form of a Man with many Countenances; and he hath a Book in his right hand. His Office is to teach all Arts and Sciences unto any; and to declare the Secret Counsel of any one."

09-Mar-2009 05:44:48 - Last edited on 09-Mar-2009 05:45:18 by Dantalian

Dantalian

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“He was a brave warrior, but his is the fate of all who serve Zamorak,” sighed the temple knight commander.

“What fate are you talking about?” asked Iban, picking himself up once more. The temple knight commander stared in a mix of shock and fear; in addition to having a deep **** in his head, the Zamorakian was bleeding from the eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

“No mortal can survive something like this!* exclaimed the temple knight, “What are you?!”

Iban stared at the temple knight with eyes bereft of sanity. “I am… your executioner!” he shouted as he swung his blade into the temple knight’s head, cleaving it in two.

Having dispatched of the troops guarding the cannons, Iban turned and rushed headlong into the oncoming army, felling several of the soldiers on the front line within seconds. Seeing Iban’s ferocity, the forces of Bandos and Zamorak took heart and regrouped, following Iban into the fray.

A little ways away from the main army, Caihoc stood, watching as Iban, covered in blood, and laughing hysterically cut his way through the troops of Saradomin, Guthix, and Armadyl.

“What a frightening man,” commented Orcris, “I’d prefer not to fight him if I could help it.”

“So even you can become scared, I’m surprised,” said Taiyama.

“Don’t get used to it,” retorted Orcris, “Anyway, why are we here, instead of on the front, Caihoc?” "He appears in the Form of a Man with many Countenances; and he hath a Book in his right hand. His Office is to teach all Arts and Sciences unto any; and to declare the Secret Counsel of any one."

09-Mar-2009 05:47:46

Dantalian

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“Ah, here he is,” said Caihoc, ignoring Orcris’ question.

“Who?” asked Taiyama, but even as he did so, a man in Zamorakian garb appeared.

“War is a beautiful thing isn’t it, Caihoc?” asked the Zamorakian, “Are you ready to go?”

“Who are you, and go where?” asked Orcris, obviously suspicious of the newcomer.

“My name is of no importance,” replied the Zamorakian, “And as for where… to the Winds of course.”

“Do not worry, Orcris,” said Caihoc, “This man is one of Zaros’ most capable servants, he has been sent to guide us.”

“Now that we’ve settled that,” said the Zamorakian, “We must hurry, before we are noticed. Quickly, follow me.”

Without waiting for a reply, the Zamorakian set off, and after a pause, the Zarosians followed. "He appears in the Form of a Man with many Countenances; and he hath a Book in his right hand. His Office is to teach all Arts and Sciences unto any; and to declare the Secret Counsel of any one."

09-Mar-2009 05:49:07

Dantalian

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Holy Steel-Thanks for the compliment, I hope you continue to enjoy the story ^_^

Akak-I thought so too, (as I did with the add right before this post.) Unfortunately, on occasion, I write an add, and after reading it to myself think "This isn't as good as it should be" but am unable to figure out how to fix it. At that point I have three options:

1) Toss the add and rewrite it completely (I've done this before, but needless to say am reluctant to do so.)

2) Refrain from posting the add until I am satisfied, which might take days or even weeks O_o

3) Post the add as is, and move on, planning to fix it if I have to repost the story.

Often, I go with number 3 (albeit sometimes after a week or so.) And more often than not, if I go with number 2, I end up eventually doing number 1 or number 3, just at a later date. "He appears in the Form of a Man with many Countenances; and he hath a Book in his right hand. His Office is to teach all Arts and Sciences unto any; and to declare the Secret Counsel of any one."

09-Mar-2009 05:56:05

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Ok...

WHere's Savant?

09-Mar-2009 11:29:53

Dantalian

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At the time of the attacks Savant was assigned (with several other temple knights) to research what caused the destruction of the Threads of Fate, and (after Vates' discussion with the leaders of the Armadyl-Guthix-Saradomin coalition) determine what Zaros' followers have been up to. "He appears in the Form of a Man with many Countenances; and he hath a Book in his right hand. His Office is to teach all Arts and Sciences unto any; and to declare the Secret Counsel of any one."

12-Mar-2009 09:06:47

Dantalian

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“How can he sleep through this?!” Selene shouted over the sound of fighting coming from outside the temple.

Soul looked up at the elvin mercenary; although he hadn’t thought to voice it he had been wondering the same thing for a while.

“Aquaregis has always been frail, so he needs to sleep often, and once asleep, he can sleep through anything,” replied Seth.

“Still,” sighed Selene, “It just seems… unnatural, sleeping through this racket.”

Aquaregis had fallen asleep a little after arriving at the temple’s sanctum; over eighteen hours ago and still showed no signs of waking up.

“Maybe we should wake him,” suggested Soul.

“I wouldn’t,” whispered Selene.

“Why not?” asked Soul.

*You’ve never been hunting before, have you?” asked the elf, apparently changing the subject.

“Um, well, I grew up in the slums of Varrock, you don’t get much hunting done there,” Soul replied, “What’* that have to do with anything?”

“The slums are close enough,” mused Selene, “Look into Seth’s eyes, and tell me what you see.”

Soul complied, flinching shortly after he glanced over to Seth.

“Well?” asked Selene.

“I’ve seen that look only a couple times before,” commented Soul, “Last time was in the slums when some thugs began beating a little kid; that little kid’s older brother showed up, and he had that same look in his eyes when he told the thugs to back off.*

*What ended up happening?” asked Selene.

“The thugs ignored him, and ended up with slit throats and mutilated bodies,” replied Soul.

“No surprise there,” said Selene, “You find that look in the eyes of mother bears when their around their cubs, male animals around their mates and sometimes in sentient beings, among close friends; it pretty much sends the message “If you come after this one, I’ll rip your lungs out and use them as a cushion. It’s normally a good idea to take that warning at face value.” "He appears in the Form of a Man with many Countenances; and he hath a Book in his right hand. His Office is to teach all Arts and Sciences unto any; and to declare the Secret Counsel of any one."

12-Mar-2009 09:08:09

Dantalian

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“No kidding,” said Soul, “I still sometimes have nightmares about what that kid did to those thugs.”

“But seriously, can’t he defend himself?” Selene asked loudly.

“Maybe, but not while he’s sleeping,” Seth replied.

“How long is he going to stay asleep, then?” asked Selene.

As if in response, Aquaregis’ eyes instantly opened. “Something’s coming,” he said.

“What’s coming?” asked Soul, more than a little surprised at the sudden declaration.

Outside the room holding the Winds, three Zamorakians lay slumped on the ground, all them pale as a ghosts, and notably not breathing. A fourth Zamorakian was being held by his neck against the wall by the *Zamorakian” that had acted as Orcris’, Taiyama’s, and Caihoc’s guide.

“I won’t tell you,” the Zamorakian pinned against the wall was saying, “I do not fear death.”

“Well that’s good,” the Zarosian’s guide replied, “For I am going to kill you either way, it’s just a matter of how painful your death is. Here’s a demonstration of what I mean.” As he said this, snakes slithered up the guide’s arm, and began burrowing into the Zamorakian’s skin slithering around within his body. The Zamorakian opened his mouth and screamed in agony, his body convulsing.

“Death will be your release,” said the man Zarosian’s guide, “Now will you tell me, or shall I do more?”

“F-four warriors are inside,” gasped the Zamorakian, “A mage, an elf, a knight, and a member of the Red Guard, that’s all I know!”

“The mage and the knight… describe them.”

“The knight had blonde hair… red eyes…” gasped the Zamorakian.

“Seth,” hissed the one holding the Zamorakian against the wall, “Did the mage have cold piercing blue eyes?*

*Yes!” shouted the Zamorakian, “Please…”

“Very well,” sighed the Zarosian’s guide. A surge of electricity passed through the guide’s hand, coursing through the Zamorakian and killing him instantly.

“So that Seth kid is back,” said Orcris, “Looks like I’ll get to fight him sooner than I thought.” "He appears in the Form of a Man with many Countenances; and he hath a Book in his right hand. His Office is to teach all Arts and Sciences unto any; and to declare the Secret Counsel of any one."

12-Mar-2009 09:09:16

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