DeciusTheel
04-07-2006, 08:16 PM
Thunder sounded above and the ground rumbled. Then a stamepede of mounted Alfar crashed through the flemsy gate, swords drawn. Mahirim men and woman ran as the Alfar road over top of them, trampling them to death. Rain poured from the skies and lightning lit the night up. A young mahirim boy watched through the window of his hut, as his country men were mercilessly slaughtered. He sat there alone in the cold. The Alfar road by his window, he could smell them as they passed, speaking to eachother in tongues. His mother sat behind him in a corner, shivering in fear. The door swung open, and a Alfar weilding a two handed sword stepped in. Thunder sounded. The young Mahirim's mother stood and rushed at the Alfar knocking him out into the rainy road, and then took off running for help. The young Mahirim still sat there, looking out at the piles of bodies infront of his house. Lightning lit up the skies again and a scream penetrated the deafening rains. It was the scream of his mother. He stood, adrenaline rushing. Again lightning lit up the skies and thunder roared. He rushed out into the rain, and was struck dead by a bolt of lightning. Once again the mother screamed. Rain made a puddle around the lifeless body. Thunder rumbled. Another bolt of lightning struck the dead Mahirim body, a bolt of lightning straight from the hands of the Thunder God of Agon himself. His heart started pumping, his brain went into a hyperdrive. Muscles mass doubled. Swiveling on his heels he swung around and stood. His eyes glowed bright white, the same color as the electricity that woke him. Again the scream of his mother ringed in his ears. He began running to his mother, stepping on the dead bodies all around him. As he touched the dead bodies, they coughed and sat up confusedly. He continued to run through the downpour and the people who he revived chased him chanting his name. "Decius!Decius!Decius!" As he neared his mother he saw a figure lying on the ground with its hands up in a plee of mercy. Another figure stood next to it holding a sword in the air, ready for a finishing down thrust. Decius was too far away, he reached out and screamed. His scream was unknown to him and was unlike the scream of a Mahirim. The scream echoed into the thunderous cloud above , again the thunder sounded and the figure with the sword was struck dead by a bolt of lightning.
Decius looked to the clouds during a bright sunny day. It was many years later and he still had nowhere to go. He followed the road hoping to find a nearbye town or outpost. A wolf at his side and an eagle hovering above him helped navigate the area. He was deep into Mahirim lands, he still had no sense of the land because no one was there for him as a child. As he followed the road dreams of the past flashed before his eyes. He saw before him a horde of mounted Alfar, his home, and....his mother. This angered him, he saw the rush of lightning within his body and the men following him towards his mothers defening scream. He saw the lightning strike the Alfar and fry every bit of his soft body. It fell limp to the ground. He ran to his mothers lifeless body......he was too late. She was already dead and his newfound powers could not help her punctured heart. He let out a scream of intense rage and lunged forward into a never ending pit of darkness.....
Decius awoke to see his wolf and eagle asleep on the ground. His hand lay pointed out in front of him. It was night as he stood up to examine the area. As he scanned his surroundings he spotted a tree with a large burnt mark in the middle of it where he had his hand pointed. He looked at his hand and saw a faint glow slowly fading away. He walked over a puddle and stared at his reflection. His eyes burning bright white just as the night his village was attacked. He was confused that he could not control this power. He had no knowledge of it but he knew that he always triggered it during his dreams.
The next day Decius wandered into a small town unknown of his location or the towns inhabitants. He walks into the local tavern, his wolf and eagle waiting by the door. He walked up to the bar. "Excuse me sir" "But....where am I" Decius asks nervously. "What do you mean!?" The Bartender barks back.
"Well....what is this place?" "This land..."
"Are you talking about the world?"
"Yes....world..."
"They call this place Agon."
"Agon?" "Do you know the way around this place"
"Are you joking!" "This land is massive! No one knows everything about the entire world!"
"But I am lost and dont know where to go."
"I cant help ya kid....but..i do know who can"
The bartender points to a Mahirim in the corner of the room. "He knows his way around just about every place there is to know" "But be carefull, he doesnt like to talk to people much."
Decius walks over the Mahirim sitting at a table near the dark corner of the tavern.
"Hello"
The unknown Mahirim is dressed in black. A hat tilted over his eyes and a bow to his side he acts as though Decius never said a word.
"Excuse me a said -"
"Go away!" The dark Mahirim snarls
"But I need some help" "My name is Decius"
"I SAID - .....Did you say you name was Decius?"
"Yes"
The Mahirim levels his hat and stands up revealing his face before Decius.
"My name is Balarion" "I knew your father...Apab"
"You knew him?"
"Yes I fought with him during the Guild Wars."
"Can you please help me sir!" "I am lost and need a place to go"
"Come with me I will show you."
Decius follows Balarion outside. Together they head out, onto the road. The wolf and eagle follow as well.
Decius has finally found a friend who will help him find his way, his power, maybe even his past.
And this.....is where my story begins......
Decius looked to the clouds during a bright sunny day. It was many years later and he still had nowhere to go. He followed the road hoping to find a nearbye town or outpost. A wolf at his side and an eagle hovering above him helped navigate the area. He was deep into Mahirim lands, he still had no sense of the land because no one was there for him as a child. As he followed the road dreams of the past flashed before his eyes. He saw before him a horde of mounted Alfar, his home, and....his mother. This angered him, he saw the rush of lightning within his body and the men following him towards his mothers defening scream. He saw the lightning strike the Alfar and fry every bit of his soft body. It fell limp to the ground. He ran to his mothers lifeless body......he was too late. She was already dead and his newfound powers could not help her punctured heart. He let out a scream of intense rage and lunged forward into a never ending pit of darkness.....
Decius awoke to see his wolf and eagle asleep on the ground. His hand lay pointed out in front of him. It was night as he stood up to examine the area. As he scanned his surroundings he spotted a tree with a large burnt mark in the middle of it where he had his hand pointed. He looked at his hand and saw a faint glow slowly fading away. He walked over a puddle and stared at his reflection. His eyes burning bright white just as the night his village was attacked. He was confused that he could not control this power. He had no knowledge of it but he knew that he always triggered it during his dreams.
The next day Decius wandered into a small town unknown of his location or the towns inhabitants. He walks into the local tavern, his wolf and eagle waiting by the door. He walked up to the bar. "Excuse me sir" "But....where am I" Decius asks nervously. "What do you mean!?" The Bartender barks back.
"Well....what is this place?" "This land..."
"Are you talking about the world?"
"Yes....world..."
"They call this place Agon."
"Agon?" "Do you know the way around this place"
"Are you joking!" "This land is massive! No one knows everything about the entire world!"
"But I am lost and dont know where to go."
"I cant help ya kid....but..i do know who can"
The bartender points to a Mahirim in the corner of the room. "He knows his way around just about every place there is to know" "But be carefull, he doesnt like to talk to people much."
Decius walks over the Mahirim sitting at a table near the dark corner of the tavern.
"Hello"
The unknown Mahirim is dressed in black. A hat tilted over his eyes and a bow to his side he acts as though Decius never said a word.
"Excuse me a said -"
"Go away!" The dark Mahirim snarls
"But I need some help" "My name is Decius"
"I SAID - .....Did you say you name was Decius?"
"Yes"
The Mahirim levels his hat and stands up revealing his face before Decius.
"My name is Balarion" "I knew your father...Apab"
"You knew him?"
"Yes I fought with him during the Guild Wars."
"Can you please help me sir!" "I am lost and need a place to go"
"Come with me I will show you."
Decius follows Balarion outside. Together they head out, onto the road. The wolf and eagle follow as well.
Decius has finally found a friend who will help him find his way, his power, maybe even his past.
And this.....is where my story begins......