The reclaiming of a Nation
She strides into the dungeons below the Family Keep her ebony dragonscale
armor Shifting like molten liquid across her slender form as the demon trapped
within the mail shifts within it's confines....at her hip she wears a jeweled
bone handled dagger a gift from her twin sister Stormy.
Her eyes shimmering red with mischief...she easily spots Icy in the dimly
lit chamber surrounded by a mass of charts and scrolls...Her beloved twin
sister Stormy standing behind her studying another chart...Fallen can be heard
in the adjoining chamber sharpening his weapons the metal on stone grinding
it's way through the last vestiges of bravery the prisoners in the lower cells
cling piteously too.
"Icy"....Her voice carries easily through the cavernous
room....
"Is all in Readiness?"
Completely engrossed in her many charts and maps.. She barely hears her Mother entrance... let alone her voice until Stormy nudges her none so gently in the back... her head snaps up and looks to her a parlous grin forms her face.... "Aye Mother ... all is ready.. But first I have something tae show thee."
With little to no effort she raises and moves towards a sealed door in her new home and looks tae her Mother.
"There is something I must confess Mother.... I never knew quiet how tae tell thee this.."
She looks back to the door and with some concentrated effort the door slowly swings open and a brilliant light emits from the room along with the most horrible screams one has ever heard. The light grows in intensity, she turns and looks at her Mother...
"Do ye remember when I burned down the Guild Library... quite
by accident of course Mother?"
"Aye that I do Icy..." A wicked smile dances te her lips.
Pulling Night back from the room she whispers.. "Do nae enter Mother..
since the move and upheaval... this thing" ... looks back to the room
then her..."has begun tae howl for it's owner...I know what that thing
is..and who it belongs tae"
She hesitates fer just a moment gathering her recollections...then continues;
her flood of words bursting forth as recounts the events that led her to the
blade
"There was one other with me in the Library that eve Mother... Twas Callidus.
He had come seeking revenge fer the death of that traitor Rowan. But all he
found that night was a sure death and by my hand he received payment fer all
that he and his warlord had done. During the fight a brazier was overturned
and twas that that started the blaze. As the ceiling was collapsing I saw
his blade and instinct told me tae take it. Since that time it has nae stopped
it's incessant wailing."
Night listens intently as the story is related her eyes shimmering a silvery
gray as she listens.. "it brought me tae my knees just tae hold it Mother..screaming
at me.. even trying tae kill me..." She shakes her head as the howling
becomes louder her ears still not use tae the tormented screams even though
it has been wailing for days now, she looks tae her Mother.
"Arioch himself has given me council on this blade Mother ..A prophecy
will be fulfilled....the rightful owner only needs tae step forth and claim
redemption. That rightful owner Mother is thee..By rights tis fer thee tae
rule and fer thee tae wield the power of Godshard"
Stepping now across the threshold Night and Ice move towards the
blade..the screaming howl seeming to soften some as they approach...Hesitantly
Ice reaches out and picks up the blade which seems to pulse in her hands;
a look of anguished pain shadows Ice's features as she holds the blade to
Night.
"Tis time te fulfill a prophecy...step forth and claim thy blade...Take
Godshard...tis fer thee and thee alone now te carry..."
Night takes the blade from Ice; at her touch the blades wailing stops and
a gentle hum vibrates through the room. The power that surges through her
hands diffusing through her slender form makes her gasp with surprise. Her
perfect ruby lips curve into a wicked smile as she balances the blade in her
hands. Gray eyes shifting to a mischievous crimson wash over Ice. "Thee
have done well Ice; Arioch favors thee almost as much as I do. Ye have Killed
a traitor and fulfilled Ariochs wishes. Now lets go take an empire"
Hidden in the shadows of the massive caverns the war barges waited
till dusk...no sound was uttered no movement made... shadows that foretold
of the death and destruction that was to come ..their plans now set in motion
nothing would sway them from this course.
As the sun gave way to the night she stepped onto the deck of her battle
barge...Ice at her right shoulder and Fallen to her left.. Positioned to
the right of hers was her Sister Storms barge blocking the escape of any
cowardly enough to run..and there were sure to be many of those.
she raises a gauntleted fist above her head....as a malicious sneer tugs
at Icy's lips ..the signal given ...
It has begun
....
Taking their positions at the helms of their barges Night, Icy,
Fallen and Stormy let lose their battle cry...their unholy uproar shaking
even the bravest warriors that guard the emerald isle to the very core of
their soon to be lifeless being.....the slaves pushed to their limits speed
the barges through the mazes...
Mazes that mean Nothing in way of defense as Night leads them through to
her ancestors ancient home. The blood of a millennium of dragons burning
through her cold veins...her eyes glittering a deep crimson as she Glances
to Ice...Godshard howling in all it's demonic fury from the sheath at Night's
back.
Hearing the screams of the frightened masses Fae and Andariel receive their
signal to strike...already having secreted themselves in the palace their
slaughtering begins ... .their blades arcing in a crimson bloodied frenzy
as they begin slaying all in the palace.
Minx too makes her move..whispering to the horses and calling the animals
to a panic..the warriors are thrown and trampled beneath the iron shod hooves
of their mounts....
Confusion reigns supreme as the barges tear into the harbor..the archers
already losing notched arrows to fall in a deadly rain upon those stupid
enough to try stand against this army of damnation.
Thus was claimed the Dragon Isle
and DIE Forum.

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