This is your God, Kronar

[zorbels]

\"I have vowed to protect Xillix, anyone who wishes to harm her will have to face my sword first. From what I know I am not the only who has made this vow. There are many who wish to protect her. Bring your all mighty powers and followers Kronar, I will await your war.\" Zorbels says with a grim look.

[Tharos]

[Tharos]

\"Protectors of Xillix asked for Vod?l\'s mercy and they have his blessing.\"

Tharos goes back to the Dark Crystal to continue his prayers.

[steuben]

[steuben viscosa]

\"you do not truly know what you ask.\" he smiles. his eyes seem to freeze over with ice not even the azure sun could melt. \"or perhaps you do. come show yourself that i may show you the true extent of what you ask.\"

[Shalmaneser]

Sitting under the shade of a tree near the temple of Laanx, Shalmaneser hears the voice and looks up from the papers infront of him.

\"A clever glamour.\"



He continues his writting.

[defender43]

[Crimsonn Draycko]

\"I too, shall stand by Xillix. Any who try to slay her shall themselves, be slain.\"

[Laredo Silverspring]

\"Crimsonn...\"

[Darkblade]

A lone figure sits atop the temple of laanx, a bow in his hands. He is cloaked, a hood covering his face.
He has a strange arrow affixed to his bow, his black bow, as if the arrow was made of a crystal.

[Darkshade Tilien]
The figure whispers into the winds, his voice carried softly through the airs

\"No-one, is a god. You claim to be one, demand a sacrifice, and refrain from doing it yourself? Heh.. A pitiful one, who thinks he has attained a state of divinity.\"
The cloaked figure shakes his head.

\"And trust me, if you even attempt any such idiotic acts, my arrow will find you far before the sword of anyone else. I will not allow another to be sacrificed for nothing.. or for worse.\"

[steuben]

[ooc]
>.>
<.<
-.-\'
watches the gathering forces. this will prove... \"interesting\" if he proves to be more then merely a fart in the wind.

[Darkblade]

[ooc]
Personally, I would join in, except that, erm.. well, I can\'t log on today (Not allowed to). >.<

But in anycase, let us (those who aren\'t there) know what happens!

[defender43]

[Crimsonn Draycko]

*The Ylian turns to the cloaked figure*

\"Hooded stranger, I know you not. But you speak truely. I shall stand beside you.\"

*Crimsonn turns to he-knows-not-where and shouts*

\"SHOW YOURSELF, KRONAR! If you are a god, you need not hide yourself like a coward or a cripple!\"

[Anfa]

Determined and angry at the forces that have disrupted her life, Anfa tracks down those who would have seen the destruction of those whom she loves. She looks for this voice and sneers at it\'s arrogance.

With a  roar of victory she screams out the battle cry of the Scions of Wyldewood..

\"TO CERTAIN DEATH\" and begins to laugh enjoying the sweetness of life...

with a final wicked grin to the one who would call himself God she disappears back into the shadows...after her journey into the mouth...no darkness holds fear for her now.

[zorbels]

Standing gaurd of Lady Xillix Zorbels watches Lady Anfa enter the mouth her mouth twisted in an o shape. Zorbels whispers as a harden look falls over her face and her eyes narrow \"Good luck to you Anfa and embrace the darkness .... it welcomes us, I can feel it. We will be celebrating victory by the morning light and we shall bow to no faulse god.\" Zorbels turns to nurse Xillix carefully mixing the herbs and ale as Lady Jorelle had instructed her to do.

[Kronar]

\"I see there is no one here worthy of me.  I shall go in search of more faithful, distempered, and honorable followers.  May havoc destroy all of you and your world!\"

**The booming voice fades away, followed by a brief silence...

[defender43]

[Crimsonn Draycko]

\"What does that mean? He-- It\'s gone? Did we win the fight without a battle?\"

[Laredo Silverspring]

\"That could be, but I wouldn\'t get my hopes up. You heard him. But anyways, it does seem he is gone-- for now-- and his search will be in vain. Every man who is honorable shall refuse him. \'Honorable followers\' indeed.\"

*The two friends share laughter, nervous at first, then growing confidence, then echoing through the road, a laugh one laughs after being worried to death.

[steuben]

[steuben viscosa]

he shrugs.

\"guess he was just a mere fart in the wind.\"

he continues on his way.

[Baston]

[Baston Xantror]

Standing over a dead corps, Baston grab his heavy iron axe to listen at the faddish voice.
Waiting quietly the end of the show, he ponders.
In the silent following the voice disappearance he whispers to the Shadows.


Fool, there is no need to answer you. All beings on this land belongs to the almighty Vod?l .

And looking at the dead Elve at his feet, a thought crosses his mind \"All infidels will be slayed... Even the false gods\"

He grins...