"What is this?" Danil wondered while examining the broken crystals. Zack entered the chamber in time to hear Danil speak. He took a look at what the man was looking at. His frown deepen. "That my friend is the remains of a crystal seal. One of the six that held the demons at bay. now only four are left." Danil jumped from the sound of Zack's voice. He turned around to face him. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" "My name is Zack. I am an Angelen. I was told that you were the one who defeated the demon am I mistake?" Danil's jaw dropped in awe. An angelen? Unbelievable. "Yes I did." Zack opened his mouth to speak but shut it quickly. Sebastian was leaving the battlefield without his permission. Dammit Sebastian! You be sentenced to death if you go any farther without permission. I better stop you before you do anything stupid. Zack looked back to the man. "Come with me, please."
I might take the assassin.
Yeah, though I'm unsure how I'm going to progress the story for this one. I guess I'll star with Dezzier collecting evil entities and stuff....
OOC: We need someone to take the queen and princess of Eviere. Their castle is being attacked by shadows. "Get him!" came a raspy voice from behind Callen. Callen moaned as he turned around to face the two shadows from the dungeon. "Oh come on. Can't I get a break already?
It took awhile before Tristan fell asleep again. He had another dream. Eleanor was running through a bunch of foliage. she was running out of fear. But what was she running from? It wasn't long before she tripped over a root that shot from the ground. "Thank you, Nas." came a familiar voice. "Excellent work as always." "I serve to please." said Nas in a delighted voice. "Would you like me to slaughter her now?" "No." Came the familiar voice. Eleanor struggled to her feet but a man, whose face was covered in shadow, kicked her back down to the ground. "Why? Why are you doing this?" Cried Eleanor. The man gave her a sinister grin as he pulled out one of Eleanor's Knives. "Because it's fun." And with that, the man threw the knife deep into Eleanor's throat. The man laughed as color left Eleanor's face. he then walked out of the shadows. Booming laughter could be heard coming from everywhere. No, it can't be. Thought Tristan. The man in the shadows was Tristan himself. Tristan's eyes shot open. Three nightmares in a row.... Perhaps He would do better if he stayed awake tonight.
post post post post
Well fine, then you have it. After all, you are a growing girl.
Tristan looked away from Eleanor. "I not lying. I just had a bad dream is all." Tristan lay back down and closed his eyes to go back to sleep. "just another bad dream." he mumbled softly.
I think I stopped growing a few years back.....
nah, I need to watch my weight. I'm barely over 120 something.
Things that taste good are bad for you.
Tristan turned his head to Eleanor. He was still a little shaken. He managed a weak smile. "Nothing, nothing's wrong." Nas gave her master a concerned look. He was frightened about something, She could sense it, but what?
that means it's bad for me.
Special chocolate?
*Snatches the chocolate bar from your hands* Not me.
Tristan fell asleep soon after he closed his eyes. It started out as a peaceful dream. His brother was still alive and so was his mother. His Father was loving and the people still loved him. Sameire was in the flower garden. Her and Tristan were having another one of their competitions. It was a memory of the old days. when there was nothing that Tristan had to worry about. when the world was calm and ever so peaceful. Tristan's mother looked down on Sameire and Tristan from a balcony above. Her smile was so loving and full of happiness. Tristan looked up at her and smiled. How he loved his mother. He didn't ever want her to leave him. They would always be together. He knew it in his heart, except, something seemed wrong. Tristan stared at his sister for a moment. Sammy was not alive when his mother was around. His mother had died while giving birth to her. The sunny sky suddenly filled up with dark clouds. They hung ominously above the castle. A crackle of thunder hit the castle tower, causing pieces of stone to fly all about. Tristan looked both to his sister and mother as a great boom of thunder shook the palace. Neither of them seemed to take note of what was going on. More bolts of lightening struck the palace, sending more pieces of stone into the air. Tristan took cover under the balcony. he looked back to his sister and beckoned her to follow. all she did was smile at him. Tristan called to his mother, she smiled as well before saying, "I love you." Lightening struck the balcony. No not the balcony, but his mother. His mother was dead. fried to a crisp. Tristan panicked and once again beckoned his sister to follow. She still stood there similing as a piece of stone flew off the balcony and crushed her to a pulp. There was a booming laughter coming from the sky. It was taunting Tristan, teasing Tristan. And then suddenly, everything was normal again. The sun was out, and his sis and mother still lived. Tristan was about to release a sigh of relief before the dark clouds returned. Once again, Tristan watched in horror as his sister and mother died in front of him. again it happened. Again. Again. Again. And all the while that booming laughter kept taunting him. Tristan sat up suddenly. His breath was heavy. He was back in the sewers. It was just a dream. Another nightmare.
Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Psycho power unleashed!
so underlings are badguys? I want one! He'll be completely insane.
wait, you started your new rp already? why didn't you tell me?
Exactly my point. Everybody knows that the tasty things in life are bad for you.
