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Nov

2023

An Epic Fool

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The boat that was carrying Cain to Lunar Isle bobbed up, down, and sideways in the water erratically with the tumultuous tides, making it difficult to keep a course. As Cain looked up to the sky, he saw a wall of unruly gray clouds. For a time, the clouds would grow dark and spew rain upon them, and then sometimes, they would stop, almost as if they weren't sure what the weather was supposed to be today.

And yet, Cain continued to stare at the clouds, because it was better than focusing on the voyage, which was making him feel sick.

The boat's captain approached him. "Why do ye keep staring at the clouds?"

"I don't want to miss the sun when it comes out," Cain said.

The captain sighed to himself. The weather has been like this for weeks. "Damned fool," he muttered, shaking his head and walking away from the jester.

After what felt like the entirety of the Sixth Age of Gielinor, Lunar Isle could be seen, piercing the grey monotony and ambiguity of the landscape. The boat was docked in the island's port, and Cain went on his way to deliver a message to the mages. His attire drew some strange looks, but some of the locals recognized him, and paid him no mind.

Cain sighed heavily as he passed by what remained of the palace of his former kingdom. When I left, I told myself that I'd never come back, unless it meant the end of the world as we know it, he recalled. I didn't think that it would happen so soon.

He made his way to the center of the settlement on Lunar Isle. In his heart, Cain knew that there was someone else he wanted to ask - a brilliant wizard who knew all there was to know about the arcane, and one of Cain's closest friends. Well, Cain thought to himself, he's not here anymore, so I'll have to make do. Typical wizard behavior, to leave us all when we need him the most...

In the center of the village, a hooded figure stood before a brazier. With a wave of their hand, Cain fell where he stood, drifting to sleep... Cain Izrail |

Court Jester

of The Menaphite Empire

06-Mar-2017 21:13:22

Nov

2023

An Epic Fool

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Cain found himself standing on...a cloud, of sorts. Across from him was the mysterious figure. He looked to his left and right, and saw bright, fluffy clouds swirling all around him.

You have been here before. It was a thought, but not a thought from him...a thought from the figure.

"Yes," Cain realized, "this is the Dream World."

Yes. What has brought you back to this island?

"There is...a monster coming from the World Gate. It is a threat to us all." Cain began explaining the situation, and as he explained the dire situation, the clouds swirled around chaotically, constantly changing color. The figure waved their hands again, and the clouds parted, and Cain could see that the scenes he described became visible to the both of them.

I see. the figure thought.

"Well? Do you have a spell that can kill this thing?" Cain asked.

No. the figure replied. Not with this magic.

"So...we can't kill it? Should we start packing for another plane?"

I did not mean that. You think too simply, fool. You seek to defeat the enemy by destroying its body, but you should focus on how to defeat its mind.

"It's...mind? I mean, doesn't it just think about water and killing people?"

You are missing the critical point. It thinks. Therefore, it can dream.

The figure waved their hand again. The beast and several of its minions could be seen, but there were tiny threads linking the beast to its minions. You were told that the enemies work as a hive. This means that if the beast can think, it can relay instructions to its minions. But what would happen if the beast could not think straight? If it was dreaming?

The fool scratched his head. "Then...I guess it couldn't control its minions."

Exactly.

The clouds below Cain parted, and Cain began to fall through the Dream World. Cain breathed sharply at the sensation of falling. His eyes opened, and he saw that some of the villagers were laughing at his collapse. Cain Izrail |

Court Jester

of The Menaphite Empire

06-Mar-2017 21:15:23 - Last edited on 06-Mar-2017 21:37:13 by An Epic Fool

Nov

2023

An Epic Fool

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Cain dusted the dirt from his already-dirty attire. He was going to ask the dream-person how to put the creature in a sleep-like state, but then he realized that he knew the answer. It could be done the same way that I was put to sleep...the Dream spell.

They were going to need one really really gifted mage to cast it, though. And the creature would already have to be tired...and beaten up...but it might just be crazy enough to work. If the creature was distracted enough in its head, it wouldn't be able to send orders to its minions.

As Cain walked back to the boat, he looked up at the sky. The dark gray clouds still loomed overhead, but Cain noticed that they were traced with a brilliant silver lining. He smiled. Cain Izrail |

Court Jester

of The Menaphite Empire

06-Mar-2017 21:46:44

Jun

2011

Darius Verus

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General Verus is seen placing a discretely packaged box onto a paddleboat with a man, before sending the man off from Sarim, into the shadows of the night.

=+= Trade Agreement =+=
POCs that are trading:
Kingdom of Varrock
The Wushanko Empire
First POC is giving: 16 Runes
Second POC is giving: No oats.
Specify Trade Route: Port Sarim to Eastern Lands
Signatures:
General Verus of Varrock

09-Mar-2017 20:44:39

Dec

2014

Damion Avah

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Darius Verus said :
General Verus is seen placing a discretely packaged box onto a paddleboat with a man, before sending the man off from Sarim, into the shadows of the night.

=+= Trade Agreement =+=
POCs that are trading:
Kingdom of Varrock
The Wushanko Empire
First POC is giving: 16 Runes
Second POC is giving: No oats.
Specify Trade Route: Port Sarim to Eastern Lands
Signatures:
General Verus of Varrock, Khagan Dayan
Please come to Brazil.

~~† Emperor of the The Menaphite Empire †~~

~~~Search for the laws of harmony, and you will find knowledge~~~

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09-Mar-2017 20:51:34

May

2020

Xul

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Inside the World Gate, the shadows were stronger than Xul had ever seen them before.
Sliske got nothing on this
, Xul thought to himself. Despite the battle inside, the place felt empty and silent – especially compared to the chaos outside the world gate.

Just a small distance away, Xul could see Artemis shooting spells at the huge beast that Xul instantly thought must have been the Korangar. But even deeper into the endless void was an even bigger creature, which was slowly moving. Xul and Bazjunior quickly caught up to Artemis, who was concentrating on his constant fire spells, and avoiding the beasts defense mechanism. “ Demonlord, what can you tell us? ”, Xul shouted towards Artemis, fending of attacks. Artemis loaded up a purple-fire spell that he shot at a spot. Xul followed the wave and saw where it landed. A clearly visible scorch marks had appeared on the beast, as himself and Bazjunior both started firing their attack projectiles at the spot.

For a time that felt like hours inside the portal the three warriors continued their attacks.
Outside the world gate, Gielinor must have turned to morning
, Xul thought, which could be fatal for those trapped inside the world gate. “ Focus the attacks, we got to leave! ” Xul shouted, as he continued firing his spells at Korangar. “ We got to deal with the father later, the brood mother is the brain! ” Ok good luck

09-Mar-2017 23:52:33

May

2020

Xul

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Artemis swiftly moved to the left side of the beasts, firing spells at a reckless speed towards both monster. The attacks drew the beasts’ attention. The damaged external parts on the brood mother became fully exposed to Xul and Bazjunior – however, she was intelligent and the attacks towards the two of them intensified significantly.
Bazjunior and Xul knew time was running out, as Xul cast disturbance shield on Bazjunior, allowing him to draw his bow in an extremely powerful snipe ability. The arrow fired of his bow in a perfect arch, just like it had a million times during the young elf’s youth. Xul charged his inner power as he tossed his powerful crystal staff towards the beats, following the arrow, which again was followed by a beam of light.
For Xul it felt like a part of his soul was siphoned in the magic spell. The arrow hit the abomination’s damaged area, and caused a tiny crack in the external part. Right behind came the staff that hit the tiny area, as the brood mother let out a sound not known to any living creature. Coming out of the brood mother was a fog of purple, that followed the beam of light, and consumed Xul, who collapsed. Now darkness had not only found its way around him, … Ok good luck

09-Mar-2017 23:52:55 - Last edited on 09-Mar-2017 23:55:10 by Xul

Dec

2014

Damion Avah

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The warm sun hit the smoothened surface of the mahogany table located by the window of the Khagans home on Waiko. The waves of the ocean hit the beaches with a soothing sound and the winds began to pick up as the trees began to bend in the direction of the wind. Dayan sat at his desk next the fireplace and was sifting through parcels after parcel. The Council is severely worried about the Korangar possibly emerging from the World Gate and causing chaos. Despite it being very far away, it is a large concern of the council if it ever reaches the isles. It is not about of if but when it could arrive if it were to get loose.
The fire began to die down and was reduced to a pile of embers and dim light. The sun was no longer in sight and Dayan simply sat there in his home and was in deep thought.

“This crisis has led some locals to announce that venturing to the west was a bad idea.”

Dayan began to sift through the letters sent by the Khans of the islands which were all filled with complaints about our want to be friends and trade with the west.

“We will stay strong and stand by our friends in the west, we will not submit to fears. Retreating and going back into isolation will not resolve anything.”

Dayan grabbed the letters and threw them into the embers and within a few moments they burst into flames. The house was illuminated by the blaze and a warmth was felt through the simple home. An omen perhaps or good things to come? With that, Dayan went upstairs to bed and prepared to board a ship back to the world gate and check up on things. Next to his bed was another letter… it had a symbol of…

“no it cannot be!”

The crest was purple diamond with intricate design on it. Symbol of the Arcane.
He shoved the letter into the drawer of his nightstand and went to bed. The wind began to dance within the wooden home, the spirits are dancing tonight.

~~† Emperor of the The Menaphite Empire †~~

~~~Search for the laws of harmony, and you will find knowledge~~~

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11-Mar-2017 03:53:41 - Last edited on 11-Mar-2017 04:03:20 by Damion Avah

Jor Ulfrsson

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Father!... *running toward him, carrying a pack and a bow*
Wait for me, I want to go with you...

Son, what are you doing this far from the village? *stopping, looking back to see him*

I want to go on the expedition. I'm ready.

*chuckles* I know you are, you are my son...
You cannot go on this one, Jor. It will be much too dangerous. You must understand I need you in Kall, looking after your mother and sist--

Ulfric?...
...Are you coming?

One moment, Sig. *glancing over his shoulder*

Son,...
...you have to wake up, we're about here.

What do you mean?...

"Jor." A voice from darkness made itself known.

"Huh. What?", he let out, rubbing his eyes, and rising from his sleep.

"We've been traveling south along the river for the past couple days; we're a few hours from the river's end."

"How long have I been asleep?" gesturing towards a leather waterskin. "Since early this morning." the man said, uncapping a waterskin and handing it to him. "You've been asleep for several hours, you must be hungry, too."

"No--I'll be fine."

I sat up, stretched, and began walking around the deck of the longship. The night was quiet, except for the gentle brushing of waves against the hull of the ship. Across the waters you could see the dim glow of Zanaris' natural light dancing among the waves. Despite the light of the night, the river was several kilometers across, it might as well have been an ocean, since neither side of the river banks could be seen.

The other ships could be seen though, as unknown figures lurking in the darkness. We were a fleet of twelve ships altogether. Some followed behind, and some on either side. Over 600 freemen from across Vestrbjarg had volunteered themselves for the voyage, to assist in defeating the tales of Korangar. They were brave, even not knowing what to expect, but that is not saying much; we are Feyrks, afterall; not only that--we are Fremennik. We find ourselves at the end of our amusements.

11-Mar-2017 05:37:45 - Last edited on 11-Mar-2017 06:30:36 by Jor Ulfrsson

Jor Ulfrsson

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That morning, we had reached our destination; the shores north of the world gate. It was around mid-day now and twelve ships sat comfortably upon the pebble-filled shore - - a little ways in-land we began building a fortified military encampment, which could be described as taking the shape of a large oval. Trees were falling, trenches were dug, and a makeshift wall of sharpened timber was in the process of being hoisted into place. Several hundred small, makeshift and dull looking tents lined the interior of where the wall was to be built. In the center, a large tent stood, the centre of operations; It was also dull and makeshift in appearance--nothing elaborate, but practical. While all of this was happening, a small relief group of around one hundred had immediately been sent south to clear a path through the dense wilderness and to offer additional support, provisions and medicinal supplies to those currently in battle, fighting against the Korangar and its minions. We find ourselves at the end of our amusements.

11-Mar-2017 05:53:48 - Last edited on 11-Mar-2017 06:20:18 by Jor Ulfrsson

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