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He had bumped into a human boy of about fifteen who had also been regarding the Tower.

The boy had black hair, skin pale almost to the point of luminescence, and gray eyes. He was dressed in black, not because he had to, but because he chose to, and under his jacket was a stark white shirt.

He turned to look at the man who had bumped into him, and made several quick observations that he kept to himself.

"I would, elder, but I myself have only just arrived here by will of my mother, and I do not know where anyone or anything is."

"Well then, shall we explore together? New places are always funner with a friend and companion." The old man said.

"Not to appear rude, elder, but I was following specific instructions given to me by one of my mother's subjects to find a specific individual. To suddenly halt this now would be a serious transgression on my part...and there is no mortal living that would cross my mother's will, nor even any immortal, divine or no."

Please note:

I am still watching this OOCly and my character is still in the trance ICly waiting for the right time...

"Not to appear rude, elder, but I was following specific instructions given to me by one of my mother's subjects to find a specific individual. To suddenly halt this now would be a serious transgression on my part...and there is no mortal living that would cross my mother's will, nor even any immortal, divine or no."
"I did not mean to not follow the instructions given you by another, I meant let us attempt to find our individual objectives together. Finding the person your mother asked you to find should also lead me to someone who knows where the library is, and if there is someone who will read to me, or at least help me learn a system by which I can obtain information alone if no one can or will help me. Along the way, you can be my eyes, helping me to learn the layout of this place.

OOC: I just figured it out, he's Death's Child surrended, mayby not willingly, from Costh (Theao).

The boy almost sighed, he just wanted to find the mortal he was sent to look for and find the purpose of this exercise.

Instead he was to play seeing-eye dog to someone COMPLETELY different, simply because the man insisted on having a companion.

"Very well, Elder."

The boy almost sighed, he just wanted to find the mortal he was sent to look for and find the purpose of this exercise.

Instead he was to play seeing-eye dog to someone COMPLETELY different, simply because the man insisted on having a companion.

"Very well, Elder."

"Well, then, let us go." He said.

"The entrance is five meters to the right, and twelve and a half meters straight forward from there."

"The entrance is five meters to the right, and twelve and a half meters straight forward from there."
The old man simply followed the boy, seeming to know exactly where he was at.

The boy simply led the way in, looking around, thinking to find his target, before thinking that perhaps it would be best to see the old man to his destination before he approached the man he sought.

And the Ta'Nar, Galvenor, placed imps in the library some time ago, did he not? For research aides?

The boy's gray eyes narrowed sharply as he looked for a guide, and when he found one he pressed it briefly into service to lead them to the library.

He led the elder up the flights of stairs, through the hallways, and finally past the library doors.

"It appears we have come to the library first, Elder. I must go on with my journey, as the one I seek is not here, but surely you can find someone who may help you."

The boy simply led the way in, looking around, thinking to find his target, before thinking that perhaps it would be best to see the old man to his destination before he approached the man he sought.

And the Ta'Nar, Galvenor, placed imps in the library some time ago, did he not? For research aides?

The boy's gray eyes narrowed sharply as he looked for a guide, and when he found one he pressed it briefly into service to lead them to the library.

He led the elder up the flights of stairs, through the hallways, and finally past the library doors.

"It appears we have come to the library first, Elder. I must go on with my journey, as the one I seek is not here, but surely you can find someone who may help you."

"Best of luck in your search." The old man said.

Then he turned towards the Imp.

"I was told by another that in this library, there might be books here on unifying two diffrent forces, so that they might coexist. I cannot use peacefully, because the two forces I have in mind are opposites." The Old man said.

The boy turned and walked out of the library.

Right...an old man on a fool's errand. Now to find Eldrad Ulthrann, and see why he is the one my mother chose that I find here. An Eldar Farseer with a good reputation among the dead...but why him over anyone else?

The Imp looked ofer at the old man and chuckled.

"Then use a third that is friendly to both."

OOC: Well... I return. 'Bout it really.

IC:
Eldrad was working with his students, all of whom were progessing much faster than he had expected. It was true that one of such age would inevitably find it difficult to believe the talent of youth... but to see such a concentration in such a small area was a remarkable event... something to report to the Black Library perhaps?

Having demonstrated through various methods how to attack and defend, he divided them into pairs once more ((I'll let you decide who he picked to go with who)), and set them a task. Using a low-power version of the orb, one of them had to attempt to paralyze the other, whilst the defendant had to deflect the orb, and, if possible, use it against their opponent. However, he didn't expect them to be able to achieve this final goal... it was a difficult technique to use at such an early stage of one's learning.

Before he started, he gave them one piece of advice,"I have spent a lifetime learning the arts of the spirit magick. I am still learning. Do not expect instant results... it is a much more difficult form of magick to wield effectively than any other, due to it's inherrent association with death, which many find disturbing. You must move beyond that, and then you can truly begin to develop your skills. Begin."

As they started, he found his 'inner eye', for want of a better phrase, wandering to sight the newcomer to the Tower. Frowning slightly, he diverted a little more of his attention to this boy... something did not seem quite right.

You are looking for me, young one. Why? he thought to himself, before returning his attention to his students.

The Imp looked offer at the old man and chuckled.

"Then use a third that is friendly to both."
I have lived there for so long, I have forgotten, or do not know of such a force. If I told you more, could you perhaps offer up a suggestion?" The old man asked.


OOC: his quest is actually impossible to accomplish. his reality is fractured in half, one, is complete never-ending war, the other, is unending beautiful peace. he comes from the peace side seeking to heal his reality and make it whole again.
Welcome back Snake, I found a pic of what i always thought the Black Flame looked like, let me share it with you.

http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i10/Rahegalhoff/98300JOQN_w.jpg

OOC: Well... I return. 'Bout it really.

IC:
Eldrad was working with his students, all of whom were progessing much faster than he had expected. It was true that one of such age would inevitably find it difficult to believe the talent of youth... but to see such a concentration in such a small area was a remarkable event... something to report to the Black Library perhaps?

Having demonstrated through various methods how to attack and defend, he divided them into pairs once more ((I'll let you decide who he picked to go with who)), and set them a task. Using a low-power version of the orb, one of them had to attempt to paralyze the other, whilst the defendant had to deflect the orb, and, if possible, use it against their opponent. However, he didn't expect them to be able to achieve this final goal... it was a difficult technique to use at such an early stage of one's learning.

Before he started, he gave them one piece of advice,"I have spent a lifetime learning the arts of the spirit magick. I am still learning. Do not expect instant results... it is a much more difficult form of magick to wield effectively than any other, due to it's inherrent association with death, which many find disturbing. You must move beyond that, and then you can truly begin to develop your skills. Begin."

As they started, he found his 'inner eye', for want of a better phrase, wandering to sight the newcomer to the Tower. Frowning slightly, he diverted a little more of his attention to this boy... something did not seem quite right.

You are looking for me, young one. Why? he thought to himself, before returning his attention to his students.

This time, Elif had elected to pair up with Loki, as the smaller being seemed more to his level. He'd struggle some, yes, but he felt he was starting to understand the gift he'd been born with.

Meanwhile, the boy that seemed to be made of variances on black and white soon made his way down, and stayed some distance away, merely watching.

"I'm just a simple librarian. I know how to find stuff, not how it works. For information of that nature you will need to speak to one of the Instructors."

The Imp picked up a pile of books taller than himself with one hand and flittered into the air.

"Is there anything else I can assist you with?"

From the other side of the Library stood a stout door with enough enchantments to level a mountain protecting it from being opened by the wrong being. Beyond, a strange feeling was eminating...

"I'm just a simple librarian. I know how to find stuff, not how it works. For information of that nature you will need to speak to one of the Instructors."

The Imp picked up a pile of books taller than himself with one hand and flittered into the air.

"Is there anything else I can assist you with?"

From the other side of the Library stood a stout door with enough enchantments to level a mountain protecting it from being opened by the wrong being. Beyond, a strange feeling was eminating...

"Would you know where I could find a free instructor? I would look for one, but, not once in my entire life have i ever been able to see. Therefore, my searching ability is limited. I can smell better than most, for example, somewhere near, is a troll. I can hear better than most, even the light steps of the elven creatures in this building. However, just on smell and sound alone, unless the instructors have a special unique scent, or a special unique sound, I would be, unable to find them.

"I don't leave the Library so I do not know where any of the others are at this time.

Perhaps if you were able to locate a large group of students or the sound of someone lecturing, you might find an Instructor."

This time, Elif had elected to pair up with Loki, as the smaller being seemed more to his level. He'd struggle some, yes, but he felt he was starting to understand the gift he'd been born with.

Meanwhile, the boy that seemed to be made of variances on black and white soon made his way down, and stayed some distance away, merely watching.
Eldrad nodded approvingly... a good match in terms of raw skill.

After a moment, he looked over at the newcomer, although in truth he'd more focused on him since he arrived,"Do you require assistance?"

The youth held up his hands.

"Please, Farseer, finish your class. Far be it from me to interrupt."

The boy's voice was quiet, yet clear, and easily heard. It had a smooth, melodious quality to it, but there was a haunting undercurrent to it.

Visible only to Eldrad was the space around the boy. The dead gave him space, but it was respectful, rather than fearful.

"We can speak later, or I can join the lesson, if it is not too much of a disruption."

"I don't leave the Library so I do not know where any of the others are at this time.

Perhaps if you were able to locate a large group of students or the sound of someone lecturing, you might find an Instructor."

"thank you, I will attempt to find such a sound." The Old man said.

He put one hand on the wall and followed it, until he encountered either a large group of students, or the sound of a lecture being given. As he left, the strongest feeling of peace followed him.

The youth held up his hands.

"Please, Farseer, finish your class. Far be it from me to interrupt."

The boy's voice was quiet, yet clear, and easily heard. It had a smooth, melodious quality to it, but there was a haunting undercurrent to it.

Visible only to Eldrad was the space around the boy. The dead gave him space, but it was respectful, rather than fearful.

"We can speak later, or I can join the lesson, if it is not too much of a disruption."

"We are almost done here."

Interesting... and disturbing. Dead do not avoid people... they tend to cluster in those areas... this child is not what he appears.

This time, Elif had elected to pair up with Loki, as the smaller being seemed more to his level. He'd struggle some, yes, but he felt he was starting to understand the gift he'd been born with.

Loki had been somewhat apprenhensive about pairing up with the large creature, but in the past few minutes... or was it hours... he had seen him to be nice.

The young mage went first in attempting to paralyze his opponent. Judging by Elif's size, Loki decided that perhaps a more powerful spell than the 'low-power' variant Eldrad had indicated might be fairer and work better.

Once again asking the spirits for their aid, he conjured up an orb of spirit energy and shot it at Elif.

"We are almost done here."

Interesting... and disturbing. Dead do not avoid people... they tend to cluster in those areas... this child is not what he appears.
The boy made a guesture of acknowledgement, and returned to watching.

Loki had been somewhat apprenhensive about pairing up with the large creature, but in the past few minutes... or was it hours... he had seen him to be nice.

The young mage went first in attempting to paralyze his opponent. Judging by Elif's size, Loki decided that perhaps a more powerful spell than the 'low-power' variant Eldrad had indicated might be fairer and work better.

Once again asking the spirits for their aid, he conjured up an orb of spirit energy and shot it at Elif.
A faint fog had appeared around the Roharanhan, and as Loki gathered his orb, a glowing energy formed around the creature's forearms, down to his fingertips, and also at his toetips.

As the energy approached him, he reached out to catch it from the air, and years of practice and millenia of genetics did not fail him. Instinct told him to bite the thing he had caught, but experience told him that would hurt.

So instead, he threw Loki's ball back at him.

The boy made a guesture of acknowledgement, and returned to watching.


A faint fog had appeared around the Roharanhan, and as Loki gathered his orb, a glowing energy formed around the creature's forearms, down to his fingertips, and also at his toetips.

As the energy approached him, he reached out to catch it from the air, and years of practice and millenia of genetics did not fail him. Instinct told him to bite the thing he had caught, but experience told him that would hurt.

So instead, he threw Loki's ball back at him.

Eldrad returned his attention to the match, and could not help but raise an eyebrow... it was impressive, no doubt about that. He could see the problems running through Elif's mind... instinct versus training. A difficult balance to strike.

The young mage did not expect Elif to return the energy so quickly... he thought they were taking turns, and thus barely had sufficient time to pool enough energy to deflect the orb.

The orb did deflect, high into the sky in fact, but despite his efforts, the lack of time got him. Loki flew through the air and landed twenty feet behind on his back.

Alarm entered Elif as the smaller creature went flying. Surely he couldn't survive such a throw!

He gathered powerful muscles beneath him, not letting the shields around his arms and feet fall, and bounded toward the smaller mage.

Thus, Loki found himself snatched out of the air by the large felinoid's teeth, yet the grip was gentle enough to cause no pain.

He set the mage on the ground and looked down at him.

"Are you all right?"

The voice was a rumble, almost a growl, but not hostile.

Slightly nervous and taken aback by the series of incidents, Loki replied meagerly. "I-I'm okay..." He was quite shaken up, though most likely less so than if the Roharanhan had not been so swift and coordinated.

The Roharanhan's tail curled slightly. He wasn't sure whether the being was fine or not. He'd caught him with the same amount of pressure as he'd use with his sister's cubs, but he didn't know what Loki could take.

"Oh great. I am stuck with the impudent one" Teji thought to himself. He said to him, "Are you ready? I will start." and with that he formed the same orb like before hovering infront of him. (OOC: my hands are not holding it at all it is forming in the air. all my spells will form without the use of my hands unless it is absouloutly nessicary.) He then sent it on its way twoards his opponent at a relitivly easy pace so that he could react well. Meanwhile he prepared to form the shield like a concave mirrior with his oponint as the focal point. This was so that nomater how it hit it would fly straight back.

OOC: The shield is not formed yet.

The Roharanhan's tail curled slightly. He wasn't sure whether the being was fine or not. He'd caught him with the same amount of pressure as he'd use with his sister's cubs, but he didn't know what Loki could take.

Loki was slightly sore from the event, but the Roharanhan had done well nonetheless. Certainly it wasn't as light as he wished it to be, but Loki was sure it was softer than the ground.

Elif began nudging Loki with his nose, much like he would a child of his own race or small prey to determine injury by the way he moved.

It would NOT be well to have injured his classmate at the first lesson.

Eldrad cleared his throat,"Elif, Loki is fine. You can resume the match."

The Roharanhan's ears flicked towards Eldrad as the teacher called to him, and at the instruction her padded over to his place to resume the match.

This time, he gathered a low energy sphere and sent it whirling at Loki.

Recovered from his incident, Loki was prepared this time to defend himself against the attack. He gathered energy from the spirits and created a barrier to dissipate or reflect the incoming orb.

It bounced back toward Elif, and he batted it back towards Loki -- hard. This would hit with more force than it had before, even if its power levels were unchanged.

*Fingal was as unhappy as Tejj with his partner. He waited as Tejj's orb came towards him and bounced it at Tejj's feet, where a shield wouldn't protect him*

It bounced back toward Elif, and he batted it back towards Loki -- hard. This would hit with more force than it had before, even if its power levels were unchanged.

This time Loki was ready for the quick reflection and readied himself to block it again. When it did collide with his shield, the sheer force of the hit sent him skidding [slowly] backwards a few feet, but for the most part he was able to control the situation.

This time, it didn't return to its caster, smashing too hard against the shield, and Elif's ears twitched back as he watched for Loki's next attack.

As soon as the orb left Fingals hands Teji created his big parobolic shield covering his whole body even going into the ground at the bottom edge for he did not know where it would hit him. The orb colided with the shield some of the energy was disipated because the shield was a little soft. However, the orb still reflected back in a straight line right above the ground straight at fingals own feet.

This time, it didn't return to its caster, smashing too hard against the shield, and Elif's ears twitched back as he watched for Loki's next attack.

I guess I should do it again, Loki realized as Elif stood waiting. He charged up and again released an orb of spirit energy at his opponent.

Eldrad watched both battles... each was already developing their own style, which was good. A mage was always more comfortable, more confidant, once they had their own style.

I guess I should do it again, Loki realized as Elif stood waiting. He charged up and again released an orb of spirit energy at his opponent.

This time, the fog whirled around Elif's nose like a storm closing in over an area, catching the orb and sucking it into the dense mist surrounding the Roharanhan mystic.

Bright patches flashed through the dim fog, and suddenly another orb shot back at Loki...only this one curved out away before veering sharply towards the little mage.

It wouldn't kill him if it hit, just shock him heavily.

As the orb flung out from Elif, Loki tracked it with his bright yellow eyes. When it veered around towards him, he caught it in his shield and the energy fizzled.

He decided to try something interesting. Creating two separate orbs of energy in each hand, he did the same to Elif that the Roharanhan had just done to him. The orbs veered out in arcs and the cut quickly towards him... except from different sides. Nothing two powerful that it would hurt, but still interesting to watch.

Piekrom;11597866']As soon as the orb left Fingals hands Teji created his big parobolic shield covering his whole body even going into the ground at the bottom edge for he did not know where it would hit him. The orb colided with the shield some of the energy was disipated because the shield was a little soft. However, the orb still reflected back in a straight line right above the ground straight at fingals own feet.

*Fingal jumped out of the way, annoyed that Tejj anticipated his move. He then decided to keep throwing orbs until Tejj's defenses where opened. he could not cover everything all the time*

OOC: sorry for the delay, computer troubles

OOC: Same here. My internet decided it didn't want to play anymore. Sorry about that guys.

IC: Eldrad continued to watch approvingly... this was turning into a far more interesting class than he had orginally anticipated.

As the orb flung out from Elif, Loki tracked it with his bright yellow eyes. When it veered around towards him, he caught it in his shield and the energy fizzled.

He decided to try something interesting. Creating two separate orbs of energy in each hand, he did the same to Elif that the Roharanhan had just done to him. The orbs veered out in arcs and the cut quickly towards him... except from different sides. Nothing two powerful that it would hurt, but still interesting to watch.

The fog surrounding Elif seemed to crackle, and it solidified in places, grasping Loki's energy, analysing it, recharging it, changing it, giving it spin, and then launching the orbs back at their caster, adding another two...one came straight on, one from the right, one from the left, and finally the last arched over the tiny being and turned to come from behind him.

This last hid behind the direct one until it would be almost hidden by Loki's oversized hat, and therefore out of his visible range.

OOC: Things have been CRAZY around here, but I should be back soon.

<3

As the four orbs Elif had launched at him moved in unity, they came ever closer to the young mage. When they were within just a foot, about to connect, a bubble surrounded Loki and they were absorbed into it... all except for the one in front which gained energy and became larger, feeding off of the dissipated energy.

Soon the bubble disappeared and Loki fired the enlarged orb at his partner.

*Fingal jumped out of the way, annoyed that Tejj anticipated his move. He then decided to keep throwing orbs until Tejj's defenses where opened. he could not cover everything all the time*

OOC: sorry for the delay, computer troubles

Teji saw the orbs coming at him and decided to instead work on just deflecting them. He then streched the outer edges of the field out behind hin in a capsile like shape. The front was still a concave parabolic dish so any frontal attacks would fly straight back at Fingal. the field was weeker though due to the streching and thining. So he began to pull upon more energy to strengthen the field once more.

*Fingal dodged his own reflected attack and sent a massive orb straight at Tejj before he could strengthen his shield*

Once it hit the shield the shield shatered absorbing most of the energy just leaving a little power left that almost knocked him off his feet.

*Fingal hit again while Tejj was recovering*

Teji was still on the brink of unbalancing when the next volly started to come towards him. He took the easiest way out and fell to the floor and rolled out of the way. He then got up and shot out two smaller balls making corkscrews in the air.

As the four orbs Elif had launched at him moved in unity, they came ever closer to the young mage. When they were within just a foot, about to connect, a bubble surrounded Loki and they were absorbed into it... all except for the one in front which gained energy and became larger, feeding off of the dissipated energy.

Soon the bubble disappeared and Loki fired the enlarged orb at his partner.
This...is somewhat stupid. We can throw these things around all day...but each time we do, it drains something out of us. To keep this up too long is to die, isn't that what the A'vet said? How to succeed without risking the health of myself or my partner?

The Roharanhan's eyes suddenly glowed white as the fog around him permeated him, joining him, and he snarled at the ball that shot at him, stopping it dead.

It began to shrink without losing power...condensing it...before it launched back at Loki at blinding speeds.

Loki was beginning to tire, both physically and mentally, from the repetitive exercise of tossing the orb back and forth.

As the condensed orb came flying back at him, the young mage produced a small reflective shield in its path. The orb bounded off it and into the sky... requiring much less effort and energy from Loki then it would to take control or absorb the orb of energy.

He turned towards Eldrad, "Sir...?"

Eldrad looked at him,"I think that will be enough for today. There is little more I can teach you all today. I suggest you all return to your accomodation, get some rest, and try and practise what you have learned today."

Loki nodded in agreement and then said a quick good bye to the others before waddling off...

A few minutes later he found his way to a relatively quiet courtyard; there were only a few others there doing calm activates like reading. The young mage walked to the tree he liked sitting over and fell asleep against its trunk with his steepled hat covering his face.

"Very well then Mr. Eldrad. When should we meet for the next set of lessons at least those of us who realy want to learn spirit."

Elif shook, returning to normal. He watched Loki move away...a slow and clumsy gait, almost hobbling...

The giant felinoid felt his own fatigue, and considered how much more tired the smaller creature must be.

He looked at Eldrad, then bounded off. He would probably know when to come back.

Probably.



Meanwhile, the boy with white skin and black hair and eyes watched the two leave. They are very interesting creatures indeed...and a Roharanhan coming here...very interesting indeed.

He waited silently from the shade.

As the students left, Eldrad turned,"I take it you prefer the shade... you don't look as if you've seen too much sunlight in your life."

As the students left, Eldrad turned,"I take it you prefer the shade... you don't look as if you've seen too much sunlight in your life."
"This is my first time...I find it unpleasantly bright."

"It's something you get used to... tell me, young one, what brings you here? You are different to the others... aside from the sharp contrasts, the fact that the dead shy away from you is disturbing enough. I will not presume you to be so naive of this as one might expect."

"I will not...they just know I like a little bit of personal space. But as to my reason for coming..."

He stepped forward, producing a letter.

"My mother believes it time I learn what it is to live among my own kind, and requests that you, who have seen both sides, helps me a little in the first steps."

Eldrad took the letter, and then said,"Your mother?"

"Not biologically...I don't know who my blood family is. But she is the only mother I know and remember...my adoptive mother, my teacher."

Eldrad opened the letter, and read it, checking the name first,"Ah."

The boy nodded.

"She told me to seek out Eldrad Ulthrann...and it took some searching, but I found you."

"Your adoptive mother is Aras, also known as Death?"

"Then you know her, or at least of her."

"Aras and I are... I would say old friends, but that is technically incorrect. But yes, we know each other. Given our lines of work, it is no surprise our paths have crossed more often than those of others."

"Now I see her real reasons for wanting you to teach me. The option is, of course, there to refuse her request...as there is only one request of hers you do not have the option of refusing. And it is not your time for a good long while yet."

"Ah, you are indeed much wiser than your outward age would suggest. In any case... having Death, as humans might say, 'owe me one', is always a wise decision."

Teji wandered through the halls. He had no desire to rest just yet. He was not realy exahusted as yet for his kind had a much greater endurance than most other mortal creatures. The air was kind of heavy campared to his own atmospher making breathing much easier. He Wondered how such a small planet of natural origen could be full of so much vibrance. This whole night and day thing was also kind of confusing. Kind of strange when one is used to the sun always being in the same spot. He then began to think back at how his ancestors could have posibly created such a huge world over the ages much information of technology and magic was lost as each took it's turn at power and dominince. It was his cultures hope that this time this new age would be stabale with both forces in play.

"Good Day." The Blind old man said as he wandered the halls, whistling a tune. He walked without touching anything, as though he could see, yet plainly, he was blind.

Teji was so deep in thought that he was surprised at first by the old mans comment. "Oh Hello Sir," Teji replied.

"Ah, you are indeed much wiser than your outward age would suggest. In any case... having Death, as humans might say, 'owe me one', is always a wise decision."
"I've spent my entire existence among the dead. I hope I may have learned somthing. And yes...I believe she would be grateful. I was hoping to enroll in some classes here, interact a little...you see they leave me room, but they will also obey me, if I ask it of them...unlike the living."

The boy grinned, but there was something odd about it, as though it were a practiced motion, instead of a natural one.

Piekrom;11702857']Teji was so deep in thought that he was surprised at first by the old mans comment. "Oh Hello Sir," Teji replied.

"I'm rather new here, and as one can tell, a little blind. I do have a goal to accomplish, but due to its nature, I fear it impossible. Nevermind that though. My other senses, they are very acute, in response to my being blind. You seem diffrent from all others here. In all my travels, and in all my journeys, I've never encountered a creature that could be described the same way you can. What are you? Are there others like you? I'm intrested, because I enjoy learning, and that which I learn, always makes me stronger." The old man said.

*Fingal went back to his room, lay on his bed and thought about his sister. Her funeral had been the reason he had left the tower for a while. She had been headstrong and threatened to join the army under a false name if the family would let her join. three months later her body had been returned to the family. thus was the war*

"I'm rather new here, and as one can tell, a little blind. I do have a goal to accomplish, but due to its nature, I fear it impossible. Nevermind that though. My other senses, they are very acute, in response to my being blind. You seem diffrent from all others here. In all my travels, and in all my journeys, I've never encountered a creature that could be described the same way you can. What are you? Are there others like you? I'm intrested, because I enjoy learning, and that which I learn, always makes me stronger." The old man said.

I am a Troll from a very uniqe kind of planet there are trillions of other trolls just like me there are also Sun Elves and dwarfs On the planet I come from. On our planet The different Peoples all work together in harmony.

Piekrom;11711763']I am a Troll from a very uniqe kind of planet there are trillions of other trolls just like me there are also Sun Elves and dwarfs On the planet I come from. On our planet The different Peoples all work together in harmony.

"Ahh." The old man said.

"Well, then, good day to you." he said. going down the hall and to the right.

"Good day to you to then" Teji said as the man began to move off. kind of a strange fellow teji thought hope he finds whatever it is he came for. With that Teji began to wander again not realy sure what he should do with his free time.

The young mage had a pleasant rest under his favorite tree in the courtyard of the White Tower. In it he encountered all sorts of odd beasts and creatures imbued with magick from all around the world...

Later in his travels he would have to see if he could find them... if they were even real. But for the moment, Loki just wanted a little cool refreshing water; he waived his hand towards the bubbling fountain and a small cup's worth of water glided through the air and down his parched throat...


[ooc: random]

She came, from another place. A little blue portal opened up, and out she stepped, and it was gone. She had Black hair, and her skin was somewhat Yellow, but not overly so, it was more, off-white. her red lips curved in an excited smile. She adjusted the mace on her back. it was of wood, painted blue, with Gold bands at the top. Large blue spikes stuck out at the head.

her eyes were black, and they hurt with the sudden light change. and her small dainty hands shielded them. Her nails were painted pink. she reached into her blue robe covering the rest of her body, and pulled out a doll. It had a small pointy hat, and its face was painted to be hidden by its hat a clothes, which were simple enough, for they were common mage robes.

"You sure I can learn more here Painted Man?"

The doll, to all outward signs, simply stared back at here. Anyone skilled enough would get the impression that the doll was answering her, but it was as if she was simply talking to herself.

"Ok." she said, putting the doll away.

she walked slowly, with caution, but she did it so well, it was as if it was the way she always walked. Anyone with magic could tell, she had skill in that area, only slightly tamed. Still, others with powers of the mind, could also tell she had skill in that area as well. As she walked, she glanced about at the odd spirit. It was comforting, knowing that spirits were here as well, it reminded her of her friends, elsewhere. She looked about, getting her bearings, and moved on.

~SNIP~

OOC: welcome back, friend. I thought you were gone for good.

IC: The old man paused, he could hear a fountain splashing water. A rest would be good, He made his way out, slowly but surely, and sat, on the edge of the fountain, smiling, and listening.

"I've spent my entire existence among the dead. I hope I may have learned somthing. And yes...I believe she would be grateful. I was hoping to enroll in some classes here, interact a little...you see they leave me room, but they will also obey me, if I ask it of them...unlike the living."

The boy grinned, but there was something odd about it, as though it were a practiced motion, instead of a natural one.

"Given that you are your own being, it is entirely up to you as to what you do. Like you said, Aras sent you to seek me as I lived both sides of the equation, as it were. You observed my class... I would suspect someone such as you would have a natural aptitude for such an art?"

"Given that you are your own being, it is entirely up to you as to what you do. Like you said, Aras sent you to seek me as I lived both sides of the equation, as it were. You observed my class... I would suspect someone such as you would have a natural aptitude for such an art?"

"I don't know how 'natural' it is...but I do have some affinity for it. They listen, if that means anything. They beat me over the head sometimes, but they listen."

"I don't know how 'natural' it is...but I do have some affinity for it. They listen, if that means anything. They beat me over the head sometimes, but they listen."

"The dead will listen to those who show them respect. Having grown up around them, you know nothing better."

"The dead will listen to those who show them respect. Having grown up around them, you know nothing better."

"To be quite correct...I know nothing else. I have all known answers to questions readily available to me, I can read and speak in any language, but none of these on my own."

Eldrad widened his eyes,"You speak and read any language? You have all answers to all questions?"

The boy's eyes narrowed.

"That is not what I said. But if anyone on the other side knows, chances are it isn't long before I can find out. Granted, there are questions I may not ask, and some answers I may not have. I may be Aras's son, but that does not stop me from being mortal."

"One thing you must learn, young one, is that regardless of what you may be able to do, there are boundries that must be observed. That is one lesson you will come to understand, and it is my first to you. I merely asked a question... your reply makes you seem insolent."

Eldrad's tone was calm. He knew the child had no knowledge of how people lived.

"Your question twisted my words."

The boy remained calm. At home, he might be a grand prince, but here, he was still a child...and more alien than most of the other races here, even though he was technically human.

"My question displayed a lack of understanding. It is something you will find many have in certain areas. No-one knows everything."

"To be fair, what I know is limited to what they know. But among them all, there is much that is known."

He turned and pointed at the spot Elif had occupied.

"That one is on his way to being a powerful shaman among his kind. Roran'Elif'Omaneras, I believe his full name is. Middle lower caste, as his people view things. Up until now, his grandmother has been his main link to the spiritual realm, but once he learns enough, he will have a stable link...and he might even move on to other sorts of magick. He will initiate great change among his kind...but he has only seven years in which to do it."

"You should not divulge such information lightly. Whilst you may know when a person is going to leave this world and progress to the next, you should not tell them... most creatures have an inherrent fear of death. It is ingrained in them so deeply that they will fight to prevent it."

He shrugged. "One's life string ends when it ends, whether they fight it or accept it...but I am not allowed to say in the presence of another when they die."

"Of course. But let me give you some advice; it is better not to divulge such information at all."

"Very well."

"Now then, with that minor point out of the way, what else can I teach you about life, as it were."

"How to live. In all technicality, my time expired when I was given to my mother, but she gave me a second chance. How long my second chance will last, I do not know, but I am requierd to make out of it what I can."

"I cannot tell you how to live... what would you like to do with your own life? There is so much to see, so much to do. You can do pretty much what you want."

"I do not know what I wish to do."

"Come with me to the library... we can find almost everything there."

The boy nodded. Never mind he had almost unlimited access to a great many things.

"In the library, you can research anything you want. Although you have access to many things, here you can look at things in even more detail if you so wish. Of course, there is so much to see... but I cannot tell you what you can do with your life."

"Books are still impersonal. What I need to learn is how to speak with people, how to interact with them."

Eldrad paused,"Alright. Then, it would be best for you to interact with the other students. Let us locate at least one."

He nodded.

"Which one did you most like the look of?"

"Loki, or Elif."

"Hmm... Loki would seem the best choice for one such as you."

"Elif would know me for what I am too soon, in any event."

"Yes... he is very auspicious."

The child nodded.

"I wonder where Loki actually is..."

"Under a tree, near a fountain, but that doesn't help much."

"No... it doesn't help us very much."

Eldrad stopped, and looked out of the window,"The sun is setting... have you ever seen a sunset?"

The boy laughed.

"I've never seen the sun before today."

"You should watch this then."

He turned to regard the slowly sinking firey orb.

As it sunk lower and lower towards the horizon, the colour of the sky seemed to change. No longer the pale blue they associated, but it gradually become a deep, vibrant orange. The thin clouds scattered across the sky seemed highlighted against it. It was truly magnificent to see, and as the orb sunk away and the colour faded, replaced by a magnificent blackness, tiny pinpricks of light scattered across it, Eldrad waved his hand to light the torches along the corridor they were in,"Astonishing, isn't it."

The boy nodded.

"There are so many colors here on the surface."

Teji in all his wanderings around the tower some how managed to find his way back to Eldrad and this new person that happened to be with him. They seemed too be looking out the window at something. He looked out a window that was Close by. There was nothing out there except for a sun set somthing not visible from his planet because the sun is contained by his planet, But on some of the exiling missions he has done when he was about 500 years old. that was about 1500 years ago now.

"And that is just the tip of the iceberg. Quite a contrast to the underworld, yes?"

"Our colors, where they occur, are more muted, yes."

"Lot's of grey, I suppose?"

"Quite a bit."

Eldrad laughed gently,"You'll find things are a tad more varied up here."

"We have variety."

Eldrad nodded,"No doubt. But you'll find everything is so much more... vibrant, here."

"That is true."

Eldrad turned away, and looked at the newcomer,"What is your name?"

"I...never had any need of one before."

"I cannot say I am surprised... you cannot live among people, and not have a name. We should find one for you."

"Well...then we can try that."

"Hmmm... I do not feel myself qualified to give you a name, as such. However, we cannot simply call you 'young one'... perhaps Loki will be able to find you a name."

"Perhaps."

Eldrad nodded,"Let us go and find Loki... he can help us."

The boy stepped back from the window, ready to follow.

Eldrad took a moment longer, before he stepped back,"My home is somewhere out there."

"Mine...is not."

"Sorry... we Eldar are sometimes prone to thinking out loud. Come, let us find Loki, and see if he cannot teach you to live in a better manner than I can, at least for the time being."

He nodded.

[ooc: Loki will continue to be found in the same courtyard under a tree.]

Teji decided to leave the area and he went back to his room. He was glad that there was now a bed of apropriate size for when he needed to rest which was not quite yet. He went back to his book which his friend had brought him and tried to see if he could decipher a little more. His door was left open on mistake. Now that he had seen some of what actually practiced spirit magick was some of the things from before made more sence. There was still the issue of controling anouther person and all those other more complex spells that requiered some conversion of the energy that confused him. still two more weeks to prepare before that strange sprit said he would come to explain. Teji hoped that he would have learned enough by then to be able to face the challenge that would arise.

Eldrad led his charge to the fountain, where he spotted Loki over the far side,"Loki! A word, please."

Eldrad led his charge to the fountain, where he spotted Loki over the far side,"Loki! A word, please."

The young mage's hat had once again drooped low and covered his eyes. Not all that perceptive, Loki had to uncover his eyes in order to determine that it was Eldrad that was speaking to him. "Certainly!" he replied as he hopped up - though quite awkwardly - and walked towards the venerable master.

*Fingal had borrowed from the library a book explaining what Necromancy was. He was still having trouble with the idea that you could bring the dead to life. the war had made his people hard and practical, putting technology and magick into the war and not into culture or improving anything. death was something that everyone had to face, when someone in their family was killed by the enemy, sometimes whole generations of a village's young men. you mourned for them, but to try and reverse the cycle of life? incomprehensible. maybe Eldrad could shine light on why anyone would want to do it. Fingal picked up his book and went to look for Eldrad*

OC: sorry I havn't posted in ages, problems with connecting to Jolt

"Loki, I'd like to introduce someone to you. Unfortunatley, he doesn't have a name for me to introduce him by. I think you are the best person to help him in his quest."

"Me?" Loki asked quiet surprised. There were a lot of people Loki would have picked over himself... in fact, almost everyone in or outside of the White Tower.

"Umm... I-I'll try..."

"Yeah, I know. What the the nine hells is a guy with no name doing here?"

The pale youth shrugged.

"I honestly don't know."

"You don't know what your quest is?" Loki replied somewhat confused. It would make it awfully hard to help when the one he was supposed to help didn't know what he needed help with...

"Well, at the moment, it's for a name. Maybe a different one, later."

The mysterious door in the Library remains closed, sealed against any other than Staff from opening. Within Galvenor's office pulsed an unknown energy. Those in the Library could feel unease from within the room.

The message scrawled upon the door earlier has already erased itself.

Teji desided to take a walk outside in the courtyard. He was getting bored and desided that it would be a nice place to train perhapse he would practice his swoards after all it had been a while so he straped his swoards to his back and walked outside. He then stumbled upon Eldrad, Loki, and a third New person that he had seen earlier with Eldrad but had not approched. He walked up to them now and said, "Hello, nice day isn't it." He turned to the new Person and said, "My name is Teji. What is yours?"

The old man made his way back to the library.

"I seem to have made a complete circle." he said to himself.

He felt the unease from Balrogga's room, and the powers preventing him from opening it.

"I feel your unease friend. If I could, I would help you bolster the courage to face that which causes you unease. Sadly, I cannot join you. I will however wait here for you. and lend you my strength and courage through spirit alone." the old man said.

He found a chair and waited, even if only to provide moral support.

Piekrom;11765664']Teji desided to take a walk outside in the courtyard. He was getting bored and desided that it would be a nice place to train perhapse he would practice his swoards after all it had been a while so he straped his swoards to his back and walked outside. He then stumbled upon Eldrad, Loki, and a third New person that he had seen earlier with Eldrad but had not approched. He walked up to them now and said, "Hello, nice day isn't it." He turned to the new Person and said, "My name is Teji. What is yours?"

"We're trying to figure that out now, Teji. I've never had need of one before now."

"Well Than were are you from. We could Perhapse derive a name from that."

OOC I need That Drow translator site again.

"I'm from a very long way away...it would take too long to explain."

OOC:
This guy's a human. My only one.

Well Then What about your familly or who you lived with most reacently and your relationship to them.

OOC: Yea but i will need it for other things

Eldrad coughed gently, but it carried great weight,"I believe I may have a name for you, on reflection, at least for the moment. It comes from my own language, and means Farseer, which I am. Considering your unique perspective, I find it appropiate. How does 'Idainn' sound?"

"Idainn."

The boy mused. Ee-dain. It would function, at the least. It even suited him.

"I believe it to be a good name."

"Idainn alright then we will call you that."

OOC: The name I was going to get from his background which my charecter did not know was going to be Shirimaut. It literaly translated is son of death of child of death in coptic my ancestors language. or one could go with shirionh son of life (live).

Piekrom;11767249']"Idainn alright then we will call you that."

OOC: The name I was going to get from his background which my charecter did not know was going to be Shirimaut. It literaly translated is son of death of child of death in coptic my ancestors language. or one could go with shirionh son of life (live).

OOC: Who he REALLY is he's not going to readily reveal to anyone but Eldrad.

OOC: ok no problem

"So was that your quest...? Do get a name?" Loki asked confused.

"Well...close enough, for now."

"So you're done?" Loki asked.

"Done...is a very...very relative term."

"Well your quest was to get a name... and now you have... so..."

"So...I'll probably stick around for while. Learn some things. Give my mother decent answers when she asks what I've been doing while away."

"I think That life in and of itself is a long quest. It is kind of strange not to have had a name though all these years. Not many cultures are so anti individualistic as to not create some sort of identification to seperate individuals. Even bees give off different sents to identify themselfs. Well now you have something to identify yourself. You are uncomfortable talking about your past as I could tell do not worry I will not press or think about it any more. What to do now is totaly up to you. Explore your potentual to its fullest and find what you are best sutied for.

"My culture is not anti-individualistic. I was merely the only one of my kind, and those of us who go there unnamed don't tend to get names. Everyone knew WHO I am, it is only for outside of my home...nation, I guess you would call it...no one knows who I am, and so I need one to be identifiable by THIS culture."

For some reason, being told what to do by his...creature...an ogre or troll of some sort rankled on Idainn's nerves. He knew why he was here and what he was doing.

*Fingal appears right now* "hello master, Loki, Tejj, um....I'm afraid I don't know your name" *he says to Idainn*

"My apologys then sorry if I hit a nerve that is sensitive did not mean anything by it. I Was simply wondering about it because it seamed strange to me."

OOC: He did not tell him what to do he just said go explore what he is best at and do what he wants.

*Fingal appears right now* "hello master, Loki, Tejj, um....I'm afraid I don't know your name" *he says to Idainn*

"You may call me Idainn, Fingal."

Oddly, the boy's pronunciation of the name was the same as a native speaker's...and Fingal hadn't introduced himself. Eldrad might have spoken of his students, so it shouldn't be a great issue.

hello Fingal

*Fingal looked a little shocked* "hello Tejj" *he sounded relieved now, looking a little guilty as he remembered how he had treated Tejj. to be fair to Fingal, he had never even seen a troll before Tejj. All Avarhiennian legends about them said they were monsters, and Fingal had believed them without finding out what Tejj was really like.*

"So...I'll probably stick around for while. Learn some things. Give my mother decent answers when she asks what I've been doing while away."

"Oh, alright then," Loki replied as he sat back down under the tree. "Good luck then." His hat slowly slipped over his head and his bright eyes disappeared...

Eldrad coughed again, once more carrying great weight,"Idainn, let us continue our walk. The rest of you, continue with your studies, and await my call. I will not be long."

At least, I don't plan to be.

The youth, Idainn, realigned himself toward the Eldar Farseer, putting his hands behind his back, waiting to continue.

Galvenor rose from the darkness. He was unsure what exactly happened and could not remember. The last vision he recalled was seeing his own face in the darkness looking back at him, then it went all blank.

He felt the urge to rise. To ascent the consciousness and emerge from his meditative trance he entered. He was not sure what to do, but he knew he had to rise.



Rise

Up

To

Consciousness



He felt himself approaching the conscious world but there was still something resisting his return.

He began to push

Loki nodded as the Eldar walked off with the new person. He had studied long and hard over the past few weeks and earned his rest...

Idainn stood slightly taller and looked around.

"You have a Ta'Nar here."

"Well bye". Teji then walked off after Eldrad left. He then went to the fountain and sat by it thinking.

Idainn stood slightly taller and looked around.

"You have a Ta'Nar here."

Eldrad nodded,"We do... you felt that surge just then?"

OOC:

It was sure tough waiting all those months for the "next morning" to arrive. The class took longer than I thought. Unfortunately, I kinda passed the plot opportunity I was going to do so I have to come up with something new.

Eldrad nodded,"We do... you felt that surge just then?"

"I did. I was unaware of his presence until then. Odd...their signature is normally much more prevalent...unless he were dormant."

OOC: Yea I know my plan got throughn out of wack as well you know about the quest to save the tree of life. hopefuly I will be able to redo it and bring it up and still go through.

"I did. I was unaware of his presence until then. Odd...their signature is normally much more prevalent...unless he were dormant."

"He is... or at least, he was. Something does not feel right about this situation."

"We shall have to see."

After a long pause, Eldrad spoke once more,"That much, at least, is true... although I think we should attempt to see if Galvenor is alright."

"We should."

"Tell me, Idainn, what do you know of the Ta'Nar?"

"Very little. They are legends in a few cultures...they do not die, so I have never met one."

"Well, they are much more than legends. One of them serves as the Chancellor of this school of magick. It is with his blessing that I am allowed to serve as a teacher here. He locked himself in his office sometime ago, and we've not seen him since. Come with me."

He led the way to Galvenor's office, and, knowing it would be pointless to knock, simply placed his hand against the wood of the door,"Something is wrong."

"That much even I can sense."

"As can anyone with any natural skill for magick of any sort. A being of such power as a Ta'Nar broadcasts extremely loudly. I wish there was someway to get through this door."

"You're staff, are you not?"

"Correct."

"Then you can open it. It says 'Staff Only.'"

Eldrad had to blink twice, and then looked at his hands. His face seemed to harden slightly,"Could it be...?"

He then seemed to wake up from this trance, and nodded,"It does, at that."

He locked himself in his office sometime ago, and we've not seen him since.


OOC:

Actually it was last night about sunset. After you left his office, you began the lesson. This would technically be the next day, the event I had waited for to continue this but over the months the plot I had expired and passed so I am doing something else...

OOC: A little more info, and an IC post, might have been useful. Give us something to go on?

OOC: All I know is, a few posts ago, while Idanin was out getting his name, Bal posted something about a feeling of nervousness coming from behind the door. Not having anything better to do, I'm sitting nearby giving him all the moral support I can. Pointless, yes, but due to the spells blocking me from entering, what more can I do? I can't just walk away and leave Galvenor to be afraid, that'd just be cruel.

Eldrad looked at the sign, and then nodded,"Stay here, Idiann. Do not leave this place. I am going to find out what exactly is going on."

He reached for the door handle, and then pushed the door inwards, walking in and shutting it behind him,"Galvenor?"

A vortex of power strained angrily at the circular barrier enacted by the Ta’Nar before he went into his trance. It had barely contained the thrashing energies but some had escaped. The result was the room literally being tossed about. Books flew everywhere. Fragments of shelves whipped through the air, causing Eldred to take some reflexive actions to avoid the sharp fragments. The howl of moving air causes a subtle rumble only heard within the room due to the sealing enchantments enacted long ago by the Chancellor.

Deem below, in the darkness of sub consciousness, Galvenor felt the presence of an old trusted friend nearby. He tried to locate him and to contact him.

Eldrad frowned, ducking his head to avoid the fragments, before taking it all in and thinking,Warp Storm.

He took another step into the room, coming closer to the vortex, and he could hear something in his mind... something he knew he could trust.

Eldrad looked at the sign, and then nodded,"Stay here, Idiann. Do not leave this place. I am going to find out what exactly is going on."

He reached for the door handle, and then pushed the door inwards, walking in and shutting it behind him,"Galvenor?"

"Very well."

Idiann leaned against the wall outside the door frame, closing his eyes so he could watch, though he could not participate.

From the court yard Teji felt the big surg of power and wondered what in the world was going on so he looked to were he felt the power flowing from. It was in the area of the library close to that door that he had strange feeling about a day before. He felt that this was something he had best stay away from.

"What is going on?"

Eldrad spoke the question out loud, not quite sure who he was talking to. This was something he did occasionally... a Farseer of his caliber could be excused certain eccentricities in their personalities, particulary given his age and recent escapades.

He had been believed dead in the wake of the 13th Black Crusade, his soul supposedly devoured by the Great Devourer, but that had not been Eldrad at the head of the assualt on the Blackstone Fortress. Instead, it had been a willing accomplice, one who knew of his deception, which was being used to give the impression that the venerable master was dead, which would lead his enemies to give him some peace.

He reached out, as if to touch the thrashing storm of energy in front of him, his fingers seemingly resistant to the intense energies that enveloped them. His eyes closed, and he reached out with his mind,Galvenor...

Teji felt that too much was going on and that perhapse this was not the best time to be around. He decided to visit his planet and see what was going on. So he activated his watch and opened a portal back home. The weather control system was up and runing well and the sun was in its usual place everything seemed just right. He went to the grand hall to report all that he learned to the Elders.

He floated just beneath the surface of the barrier seperating the physical world from the metaphysical. The tidal effects of the energy flow caused a maelstorm of discord preventing him from passing. Whenever he tried to enter the vortex of energy to pass through it completely disorientated him and threw him back. Without some sort of guide or marker, getting through was hopeless, even for Galvenor. Even if he was not weakened by the mysterious and unknown event the night before, Galvenor would be unable to force his way through that barrier.

Off in the distance of his mind, he thought he heard someone call his name. Unfortunately it was lost in the chaos of the attempt he was taking to push his way through, only to find himself facing the direction he just came from, again.

He entered into the great hall and met with the leaders of his people. His freind the Elf was their as well. He was the second strongest of the people as revealed by the spirit stone. After the meeting he and his freind sat together. He began to show his friend how to lock on to the power and call it forth. He also revealed what the ancent book had to say as far as he could decipher. Te whole process would take atleast one of the white tower night and days. The whole night day thing was still kind of strange to him. When a planet encompases its sun many things of normal life outside the dison sphere seem realitivly strange.

Floating in the Nether, Galvenor tried to pierce the veil seperating reality from the Metaphysical. His actions was wasted for he did not have enough power to even cause a ripple in the endless curtain streatched out before him.

Through the barrier he could catch glimpses of objects, unidentifiable representations of their real world counterparts. The undulating of the barrier made everything flicker as if everything was moving, even if the real version wasn't.

He thought he caught a glimpse of Eldrad, but the curtain also allowed him to catch glimpses of the Tooth Fairy, Santa Claus, and the Coca-Cola polar bear. You had to be careful in believing what you saw and take nothing for granted.

Galvenor took a chance and used every bit of energy he had left. In his weakened state it wasn't much but just maybe it would be enough to catch Eldrad's attention, if that wasn't a figment of his imagination reflected in the Barrier. He directed the energy into his mind and shaped it into a spear and tried to thrust it theough the curtain. He was not sure it worked, he could only wait to see.

Galvenor was completly exhausted now. He had used the last of his energy and was now defenseless and he could feel the dark shadows below growing closer.

Idainn had waited long enough, had observed long enough.

He suddenly appeared at Eldrad's side, reaching through the barrier to grab the spear of energy that was Galvenor's.

It burned...it burned like nothing the fifteen-year old had felt before...but when dealing with the dead, you learned to expect that not everything was for your benefit. Sometimes it hurt.

He manipulated the energy, so near to the spirit energy he was used to controlling, and formed a net around Galvenor's consciousness.

"Come here."

He yanked, dragging Galvenor back through the barrier into the real world.

"I realize the area is staff only...but there's only so much one can wait through."

He made a slight bow to Eldrad. "Your pardon, Master Farseer."

OOC: SOrry guys... if I were to say the last few days have been hectic, I'd be making the understatement of a lifetime.

IC:
Eldrad had looked surprised when Idiann walked in... there were limits, after all, put in place for student protection. Then again, he had been making no headway in the matter. He had felt Galvernor's push for the edge... but for all his own power, something hadn't clicked at a critical junction.

As the young teenager with a wealth of expierence with the dead worked, he felt his knees buckle, and he leaned heavily on a chair that was nearby,"What...."

OOC:

RL sucks at the most uinconvienant times for all of us. No problem.


IC

Galvenor floated helplessly as those from below closed upon him. The darkness closed in and suddenly it pounced upon him. He tried to fight back but he had used all his power to fashon the beacon that had just faded theough the barrier and he was at the mercy of the Dark Ones. The shadow beings ignored his feeble defences, rupturing them without even a concious action and they began to tear into Galvenor.

The Ta'Nar felt them ripping into his mind, tearing at his very being and laying his soul open and bleeding. He began to convulse sporaticly when he felt a sudden warmth envelop him. A net of energy surrounded him keeping the others at bay. As the net pulled him through the Barrier he could hear the soul shivering howl of anguish from the lurkers as they descended back into the gloom below.

Suddenly light flooded his existance as he emerged in his study. His immaterial form lay upon the floor, his barely seen image flickering as he shook from the brutal attack.

Idainn called forth energy to heal the skin flensed off of his arm by the barrier.

"I've seen barriers like that before...even broken through others like it...but I think we'll leave that one in place...it's a pretty awful plane over there."

He knelt down next to Galvenor.

"I'm unfamiliar with the functioning of a Ta'Nar essence...so if you can tell me how to help you, I'll do what is within my power."

Galvenor’s vision faded into perspective. He found himself hovering near the floor of some room. It took him a few moments to recognize his own chambers. Pain wracked him through his entire being from the many wounds inflicted upon him while he was in the Nether region. He tried to clear his mind to center himself. He repeated a couple mantras to himself to help calm himself.

He felt completely drained of energy. The lethargy was forcing him back into unconsciousness but he was fighting it as best he could. He needed to be sure none of the Shadows were brought along through with him. He tried to look around but with his barely functional vision he could only see a few feet, the rest was still a blur.

Suddenly a form intruded into his vision, causing him to cringe reflexively from the possibility of attack. Galvenor could perceive sonic vibrations emitting from the figure’s mouth, throat, and chest meaning it was trying to speak. He concentrated upon the sound waves and read their energy patterns to see what it was saying.

"I'm unfamiliar with the functioning of a Ta'Nar essence...so if you can tell me how to help you, I'll do what is within my power."

he tried to answer the person but there was not enough energy within himself to form a strong enough telepathic message. All he could manage was an open broadcast, barely even a whisper that those with psionic talents might hear. He was not sure in the individual could hear him or if Eldrad was in range, he could only try his best.

“…must…”

“…look…”

“…for…”

“…shadows…”

“…none…”

“…can…”

“…escape…”

“…into…”

“…the…”

“…school…”

Galvenor had to rest a little before continuing. He hoped someone could hear him. He hoped they had shut the door, otherwise if something followed him, it could get out and attack the students.

"The shadows..."

Eldrad's eyes opened wide.. he'd heard of such beasts. They were similar to those that resided in the warp, highly intelligent but brutal and callous. They existed to cause others pain. If Galvenor had indeed been attacked by them, there was every chance they could have escaped.

"I suggest you shield your eyes, Idiann."

Once the youth had done so, Eldrad closed his, and began muttering something to himself under his breath, barely heard by anyone. But to any Eldar, the spell would have caused them to shy away... only the select few had ever attempted to do what Eldrad now tried.

Utilising his considerable focus, now returned after his sudden bout of powerlessness, he willed huge amounts of energy from the surroundings, so much that anyone trained in utilising fashka in that specific way would be shocked at the scale, into himself. It was unheard of for so much energy to be used for a single spell, to be absorbed by one person. His skin itself seemed to glow... and suddenly, almost with warning, his eyes opened, staring into the far distance as the light burst outwards from him.

It travelled throughout the school, irregardless of doors or stone walls, seen only as the briefest of flashes. But it did more than simply eliminate all shadows cast thanks to it's intensity. It acted like a sonic wave to Eldrad, relaying information back to him. He could see the entire school in his mind, see it's occupants, and another out of the ordinary would be instantly visible.

"None got through when I pulled him through. I made sure of that. All that's left to do is seal the barrier and dismiss it."

A dark figure appeared behind Idainn, causing the boy to flinch.

"Energy would be well spent replenishing Glavenor, though. I will do that...Death Child...seal the barrier, if you know how."

Idainn hopped up, putting his hand to the barrier and narrowing his eyes.

Renor, meanwhile, knelt down to Galvenor's side, not drawing from the depleted fashka of the Tower, but using his own -- considerable -- tupora fashka to help boost his friend's energy.

"I was wondering when you would arrive," said the Farseer, kneeling beside the dark-robed figure, and looking beyond the physical to see the scale of the damage,"This was an intense attack... far more intense than I have heard of before today. What do you think caused it?"

OOC: Though I cannot get into Galvenor's room, I can still assist, in this one small manner.

IC:

Outside the tower, not too far away at the tree Lady Ri-an caused to grow, a thick mist began to rise from the tree.

It swelled all around the tree, and seemed drawn to the tower by the low Fashka there.

The mist was Fashka, so thickly concentrated, it took on the physical form of mist. The mist disappated at the tower entrance, and one could easily feel the fashka levels returning to their normal levels.

The mist around the tree stopped growing, and spread out to the point it disappeared.

OOC: Feel free to draw on the tree's energy anytime.

"I was wondering when you would arrive," said the Farseer, kneeling beside the dark-robed figure, and looking beyond the physical to see the scale of the damage,"This was an intense attack... far more intense than I have heard of before today. What do you think caused it?"

Renor shook his head.

"I have my guesses. But we will see what he tells us when he's recovered some."

"No doubt he will. The question is; how long before he can say anything?"

Renor shook his head.

"A question not for me to answer."

Meanwhile, Idainn had been examining the gateway.

It was currently shut...not good enough. It needed to be sealed and destroyed.

He was thinking about it...and it would come to him eventually.

Galvenor lay parlyized by the immense pain inflicted when the Shadows had attacked him. The tears and rips in his mind caused him to retreat within his consciousness to the only place the pain did not reach, his subconscious.

It was there Galvenor felt the inrush of energy. The sudden flood of healing magic grated across his torn mind much the same way warm water burned frostbite. The energy began the healing processes but the damage was extensive meaning it would be a while before he was healed enough to begin functioning again.

Several minutes passed before Galvenor was able to respond. He had regained a small amount of Power but it was barely enough to function. He arose out of his Intellect Fortress he had retreated into and feebly scanned those in the room. Being familliar with two of the three individuals occupying his office, he managed to establish a weak telepathic link with them.

"At ease, at ease," soothed the black-shrouded figure, feeling the weak tendrils of thought that were seeking a place in his mind.


"Eureaka," muttered Idainn from his assigned spot. "I'll be back in a few minutes. Gates like this are a pain."

With that, the boy took a deep breath and stepped into the barrier, going through it.

It could only be sealed and destroyed from the other side...and if he didn't get it done fast and retreat to his mother's realm, he'd be in trouble.

OOC:

Sorry, my phone claimed the post timed out and I accidently reposted. I edited a different post in its place.



IC:

Damn that hurts. What happened?

"I don't know. I merely came to investigate why a sense of death lurked so heavily at the school. You just happened to need tending to at the same time."

"I am none the wiser as to what happened. All I know is, you would be dead were it not for my latest 'student' as it were... it is indeed a complicated story that appears before us," said Eldrad, now placing a small spirit stone that he knew helped to relieve pain and decrease healing time when they had recovered a little, as well as boosting the telepathic link without taxing the Ta'Nar, onto the chest of his friend.

He looked at the point where Idiann had been stood, now speaking to Renor,"That child is too powerful for his own good, one might think. However, without his abilities and knowledge, we would have lost our friend."

"The boy has a different set of rules...and somehow I doubt that what he just set out to do will be easy for him."

"Agreed. I take it you will not be staying long?"

Galvenor seemed to snap out of a haze and realized what was just said by his friends.

A boy went through the gateway? You have to save him before They get to him.

Galvenor tried to sit up and his body faded, the powerstone falling a couple inches to clatter to the floor. He quickly lay back upon the powerstone and tried to speak to his friends.

You have to hurry before it is too late. He would be defenseless against Them.

Galvenor seemed to snap out of a haze and realized what was just said by his friends.

A boy went through the gateway? You have to save him before They get to him.

Galvenor tried to sit up and his body faded, the powerstone falling a couple inches to clatter to the floor. He quickly lay back upon the powerstone and tried to speak to his friends.

You have to hurry before it is too late. He would be defenseless against Them.

"At ease, at ease, Galvenor. The boy is the one Aras demanded of Costh some years ago...I doubt he is entirely defenseless...aside from that, the barrier is already sealing itself at a rapid rate. To go through now would be to risk being stuck between forever."

Galvenor's face went ashen at their words.

Death's Child? If They capture him then they will have both. We must do something before it is too late. Please bring that carved box from the mantle. We don't have any time to waste.

After the box was brought to him, Galvenor reached his hand into the closed container. Upon recognizing him, the box began to glow with a dark light. The features swam together and the box collapsed into an iridescent spindel floating gently above his illusionary palm. The gem seemed to draw part of him inside for a moment. After identifying Galvenor, the jewel began to spin. The spinning increased until the amber crystal was a blur of light and motion. Amber light dripped from the hovering gem and flowed into the prone illusionary form below. Where the glow touched, the ripped and torn body of the Ta'Nar seemed to heal and solidfy.

While this was happening, the gateway continued to close.

Idainn worked quickly and efficiently, sealing off the gate from the inside.

When he was certain it was sealed, he banished it.

Then they were upon him.

He fought off a few, before trying to withdraw to his mother's plane...and finding it closed to him.

Panic burned through his blood as he again repelled these shadows.

He had an advantage that Galvenor hadn't. He wasn't withdrawn, and he'd dealt with demonic creatures before.

Didn't mean he liked this, just that he could hold his own until the panic subsided and he could think clearly again.

As the energies from the gem restored him, Galvenor looked up to his two companions.

That gateway leads to a place not many know about. It is commonly thought the Multiverse is balanced between Good and Evil. That is basically true. While there are many creatures that are Good and there are many that are Evil, that is just a moral judgment. There is no way to place a value for balance on something as subjective as opinion.

The jewel was repairing his torso, filling in the torn areas with energy that healed while it strengthened the Headmaster.

There is another way Nature balances out the Multiverse. There are sections of the Multiverse that are layered off from the rest. They are diametrically opposed in “charges” if you want to think of them that way. It might help to call them Plus and Minus, or even Ours and Theirs.

The restoration was working on Galvenor’s legs now. They were losing their transparency.

This means so far you have been fighting things from our side of the Multiverse. The other side is aware of us and they consider themselves the Plus and us the Minus, while we think the same way. The Multiverse made sure there was no interaction between the opposites. There is a barrier between our halves we call The Hef’LaTesh.

Last night when Eldrad and I were talking, They struck at me, they tried to sever my link, the Conduit Ta’Nar uses to access the energies of the Multiverse for our wizardry and psionics. I had to trace the attack and in The Hef’LaTesh I met my other self.

I won’t put on airs, I ran. There was no way I could even hope to match myself when I was already struck a blow that almost made me powerless. He and the others with him made it a game of tag, trying to see where they could strike and how much they could do to me before I surrendered or was cornered.

The jewel repaired the last of his form and slowly spins down until it only hovered above his palm again. He quickly manipulated the gem back into a box and it flew over to its place on the mantle.

You see, there is another Death other there with another Death’s Child. How would you stand against yourself? They are not good or evil, alignment of that sort is irrelevant in this case. We must go to his aid or the Shadows will capture him and then we will have an even bigger problem. What would Death do in order to save her Child, even if he was not born to her she did raise him.

"She would do all in her power... but if what you are saying is correct, as I have no doubt it is, then we must retrieve the child immediatley. However... you say that you encountered your... how to phrase this... opposite figure, whilst you were there, yes?"

He paused, thinking,"The blow almost rendered you powerless... but by the same principle, that which strikes first is the one that retains their power. In order to retrieve Idiann, as I have named him for now, we must strike before they do."

"The real question is...now that the barrier is sealed and gone, how do we get over there to rescue the boy...and once there, how do we find him without being overtaken ourselves?"

"How do you break something that has been removed?" mused Eldrad,"It is not something I am well versed in, removing that which is not there."

OOC: Allow me to drop a hint... you can reply to that any time you like.

OOC: Allow me to drop a hint... you can reply to that any time you like.

OOC: I can provide a gateway to the otherside, if you like. But, I can't get in there to do so. Any bridges I would provide, would either have to come from the otherside, or you would have to leave galvenor's office to find someone on this side that could bridge the void between sides.

Sorry, will try to post later tonight.

“I think I have the strength to reopen the aperture again. I cannot promise anything but I will try.”

Galvenor concentrated and after a few moments reality collapsed upon itself where the Circle was still etched into the floor. Light flowed and ran together until it merged and inverted. The result was a bizarre oval with a negative image of the wall on the other side. Reds became green, light became dark. A candle upon a table burned dark with a black halo of darkness radiating outward. The ebon flame burned the candle whole again leaving a coating of frost upon the slowly growing candle.

Galvenor again seemed to collapse, barely holding the portal open. He slunk to the ground with one arm outstretched toward the gate, holding it open by his will alone.

“Hurry… I can only hold it for so long….”

Deep within his mind, ronevlaG hid behind carefully constructed shields. He wanted Galvenor’s associates to enter the portal so they would meet those who were expecting them.

After they were gone, ronevlaG would start on the pitiful students of this so called college. The real Galvenor was safely contained by his own team in The Tween and soon his friends would join him. After that dardlE and roneR and even nniadI if they could locate and capture his counterpart Idainn like they did the weakened Galvenor.

Another waited in The Tween, away from the action, behind his own special barriers. the Mad God and his opposite, The Sane God were both safely tucked away in The Source and in The Void. Their brothers were both safely locked away in their own realities. Old hatreds lay at rest for now.

This, man that waited in the void, was similar, yet diffrent. He wore armor, that absorbed light. He wore a sword, belted at his side, like the other, only it was made of a crimson metal. He too, sat astride a steed. Only this one wasn't noble or enchanting or anything of the sort. It was magickal though, bearing dark magick, from the dark depths where the Demons dwelled. It was known as a Hrulga, and it wiggled its claws, and licked its fangs in nervous anticipation of meat, glorious meat, more meat than it had ever had at once. Its skin was leathery, and black. It had a giant pair of batwings, one of the few that did.

The man astride the horse, checked his shield, unlike the other, who bore the crest of The Omnisource, This one bore no crest at all, the symbol of The void.


ffohlagehaR known as the Harbinger of Darkness waited with gleeful anticipation, waiting for the signal from ronevlaG to attack.

Meanwhile, on this side of things, Rahegalhoff trotted up to the White Tower on Starfire. Something called him back here, a place he had not been in a while. He looked diffrent than he had when he was here before. He still had his Gold chain, but his armor was no longer Silver in color. It was now White.
His shield crest had changed, for he no longer served Warfare, now he served The Omnisource.

He looked at the tower, and memories of long ago floated forward. She would have loved it here, if it weren't for all the people. So would little Frin. ahh, little Frin, but that was another time, another place. Of course, those memories made him remember Doom, the entity that changed his life forever. He whispered a quick prayer for strength, and looked fondly at the tower. He was weary with years, and wondered when at last he could rest. At least, here, there were no troubling memories, only old friends, that may not be there anymore.

With a sigh, he continued on his way to the tower, completly unaware of events taking place in Galvenor's office.

OOC: Thanks Bal for the idea for evil Rahegalhoff. I'm going to have him follow your lead, as though he were simply a member of your team in The Tween, at least for now.

Eldrad looked at the portal for a moment, as if contemplating something... it was one thing to say they would do this, but quite another to actually step through and do it. He approached tentatively, and took another few moments to examine it,"This is indeed strong magick... and most definatley a portal between realms. It is possible to retrieve our young friend... and yet..."

He felt something, something out of place, in his own world. He looked at Galvenor, as if searching within him. Eldrad's eyes had that feeling to them, the feeling that they were staring into your very soul, laying it bare before the Farseer so he could judge. He frowned, and then blinked,"Renor, perhaps we should summon Aras, and seek her counsel."

On the other side, dardlE leaned on his blade. He was the opposite of Eldrad, not only in colouring of his armour and blade, but also his mannerisms. He was very laid back, his hair was cut short, and he stared ahead as if lost in his own thoughts. The idea of ronevlaG, to impersonate his duplicate and convince the duplicates of everyone else to cross over so they could be captured, was about to come to fruition in his mind. dardlE couldn't quite fathom why he had so much distaste for his opposite figure, but he was still resolved to complete the plan.

Watching from his carefully crafted hiding spot ronevlaG kept an iron grip on the image of Galvenor he was projecting. He silently cursed Eldrad's Farseer ability and the trepidation it was allowing him to feel instead of just entering tha damn gate. He thought for a moment and decided to use their good feelings toward his imposter's health. He caused the image to fade and flicker hoping it would tell them their friend was using too of his energy holding the gate open.

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Galvenor seemed to be concentrating with his whole being as his left arm was held outstreached toward the open gate. His image seemed to fade and flicker as if he was channeling his very essence to hold it open for his friends. He spoke to them using his weakened telepathy, sounding like whispers within their minds.

"... get what help you need ... but hurry ... can't hold for long ... will do best I can ..."


OOC:

I don't mind if you discover the ruse, you will have to locate the real Galvenor. If this doesn't work the encounter should spill out of the office so the other students can participate in this option too. We can't be the only ones having all the fun.

Watching from his carefully crafted hiding spot ronevlaG kept an iron grip on the image of Galvenor he was projecting. He silently cursed Eldrad's Farseer ability and the trepidation it was allowing him to feel instead of just entering tha damn gate. He thought for a moment and decided to use their good feelings toward his imposter's health. He caused the image to fade and flicker hoping it would tell them their friend was using too of his energy holding the gate open.

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Galvenor seemed to be concentrating with his whole being as his left arm was held outstreached toward the open gate. His image seemed to fade and flicker as if he was channeling his very essence to hold it open for his friends. He spoke to them using his weakened telepathy, sounding like whispers within their minds.

"... get what help you need ... but hurry ... can't hold for long ... will do best I can ..."


OOC:

I don't mind if you discover the ruse, you will have to locate the real Galvenor. If this doesn't work the encounter should spill out of the office so the other students can participate in this option too. We can't be the only ones having all the fun.

OOC: And don't forget, ffohlegahaR is ready to go at a moment's notice. All ronevlaG really has to do is give an indication to crash through gate begin killing.

IC: ffohlegahaR kept a tight reign on his winged Hrulga, waiting anxiously to go.