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In-Game Roleplay Events / The Cores of Black and White
« on: September 29, 2007, 11:28:15 am »
Duraza casually walks into the plaza. After a while he notices an elf practicing magic. He watches the elf for a bit before approaching him.
Duraza points at Fesek, "You elf."
Fesek turns around,"Yes? May I be of some service sir?"
"You could. I saw your preforming magic and wanted to know if you were an experienced mage."
"I am inded a mage but I have much to learn."
"Good. I am an old master of the arts and I have been seeking young students to give a "gift" to.
Do you wish to have on of these gifts?"
"Indeed I do, if it is something that i shall benefit from."
Duraza holds out his right hand, a white glowing orb in it "Take this gift and press it to your chest. Absorb its power."
Fesek takes takes the orb from Duraza's hand and presses it to his chest.
"Do you feel its strength?"
"Yes sir I do."
"Do you wish to learn the full extent of its power?"
"Of course."
"Good. As I said I'm an old master and I have been seeking new students to teach. What is your name young mage?"
""Fesek, Fesek Basidey, sir."
Two weeks earlier.....
"I suppose you understand now don't you Xeonart?"
"Yes. It seems that we both share the same fate. The core shall claim your life and oneday it shall claim mine as well."
"So you understand what we must do?"
"Yes I understand. There isn't another choice.....I will get started." Xeonart says before leaving Duraza to his thoughts. Then, a little while later, Secemtra walks up to Duraza, making a short bow before speaking.
"You left a note for me to come here."
"Yes. Secemtra remember when I first met you, the gift I bestowed upon you?"
Secemtra thinks to himself, remembering the day his parents died and Duraza revealed to him a strange black orb,and he touches his chest, almost instinctively, "Yes sir. You said that it was a gift that would oneday allow me to follow in your footsteps."
"Well now is the time. Your gift has aged enough and I feel think you will be able to use it. If you are to take my place when I move on you must find yourself followers who will serve you. Show them the power you've gained and persuade them to feel you as a worthy master."
Secemtra grasps his chest again, a look of anxiousness on his face, "Very well. I shall start right away."
"Oh and Secemtra.."
"Yes sir?"
"Do not stray away from your destiny again. Else your punishment will be the same."
Secemtra lowers his head, touching a scar on his neck with a hint of bitterness in his eyes, "I...understand sir."
"Then go."
Secemtra leaves, Duraza once again alone to his own thoughts.
Duraza points at Fesek, "You elf."
Fesek turns around,"Yes? May I be of some service sir?"
"You could. I saw your preforming magic and wanted to know if you were an experienced mage."
"I am inded a mage but I have much to learn."
"Good. I am an old master of the arts and I have been seeking young students to give a "gift" to.
Do you wish to have on of these gifts?"
"Indeed I do, if it is something that i shall benefit from."
Duraza holds out his right hand, a white glowing orb in it "Take this gift and press it to your chest. Absorb its power."
Fesek takes takes the orb from Duraza's hand and presses it to his chest.
"Do you feel its strength?"
"Yes sir I do."
"Do you wish to learn the full extent of its power?"
"Of course."
"Good. As I said I'm an old master and I have been seeking new students to teach. What is your name young mage?"
""Fesek, Fesek Basidey, sir."
Two weeks earlier.....
"I suppose you understand now don't you Xeonart?"
"Yes. It seems that we both share the same fate. The core shall claim your life and oneday it shall claim mine as well."
"So you understand what we must do?"
"Yes I understand. There isn't another choice.....I will get started." Xeonart says before leaving Duraza to his thoughts. Then, a little while later, Secemtra walks up to Duraza, making a short bow before speaking.
"You left a note for me to come here."
"Yes. Secemtra remember when I first met you, the gift I bestowed upon you?"
Secemtra thinks to himself, remembering the day his parents died and Duraza revealed to him a strange black orb,and he touches his chest, almost instinctively, "Yes sir. You said that it was a gift that would oneday allow me to follow in your footsteps."
"Well now is the time. Your gift has aged enough and I feel think you will be able to use it. If you are to take my place when I move on you must find yourself followers who will serve you. Show them the power you've gained and persuade them to feel you as a worthy master."
Secemtra grasps his chest again, a look of anxiousness on his face, "Very well. I shall start right away."
"Oh and Secemtra.."
"Yes sir?"
"Do not stray away from your destiny again. Else your punishment will be the same."
Secemtra lowers his head, touching a scar on his neck with a hint of bitterness in his eyes, "I...understand sir."
"Then go."
Secemtra leaves, Duraza once again alone to his own thoughts.