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Xion V -> RE: (DF) Gathering Of Power: Shadows (5/23/2013 10:35:20)
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From here on out the story will not follow DragonFable exactly, I plan on changing the order of things, but still keeping the main plot, and changing some of the choices the hero makes along the way, eventually making his true alignment with Good or Evil. Enjoy!
CHAPTER II
The Legend begins?
As the man lay under the cool shade of the tree overhead, the wonderfully light breeze he enjoyed was quickly dismissed by a barrage of wind gusts, causing him to open his eyes and see what lay in front of him. Blinking a few times to confirm the sight, the man laid star struck by the sight flying in the sky, a beast was roaming above headed directly for his patch of land. Feelings of worry ran through his body, with goosebumps attacking his body, he had his sword drawn prepared for battle. The most surprising part of this encounter was what came off the dragon... a woman covered in white robes trimmed with gold, accompanied by a small red moglin. The woman carried a Black Box with a dragon head imprinted on the front, peaking the interest of the man. As the two dismounted the dragon, the red beast flew off, making some inaudible noises.
The man, now relieved, made an attempt to speak to the rushing companions.
"Is there something I can help you with, ma'am?" he uttered.
Swiftly and silently the woman replied, "No, no, just passing through."
The little red moglin spoke, "B-but I thought you said that he was the-"
"Hush! Now hurry along!" the woman harshly interrupted.
A small feeling of pity fell upon the man, but another feeling of confusion struck him.
What had the moglin meant to say? What did she say I was, and how did she know me?
The odd pair rushed off, leaving the man distraught and confused, he decided to resume his relaxation against the trunk of the tree, which would prove rather difficult.
Mere minutes passed before a small moglin came flying from across the way, smashing himself into the other side of the tree, which would be quite alarming to anyone. The moglin seemed to be the little red one from earlier, surprised, the man posed against the other side jumped up to see what had happened.
"What is your name, little one?" he questioned.
Nervous and hurt, the red moglin spoke with a slur of words, "Agorrillaphantattacking! O-overthere!" he rushed out.
Drakath would soon reach his destination, where he would snatch the Black Box with ease, what's going to stop him? A little red moglin and a Priestess?
"Hah, this will be too easy!" he thought.
The Black Box will be mine! After that, my rightful place on the throne!
Drakath continued ranting to himself about the glory he would earn, the respect, and the fear. Although the bandit leader would soon realize that he would not claim what he did not earn.
As the man went on his way after assisting the Priestess and her moglin, which he discovered was named Twilly, he was asked by the Priestess to deliver a message to the Knight Rolith for her.
At Oaklore Keep, he asked for guidance towards Sir Rolith. Soon after meeting him, they exchanged greetings, and he delivered the message from the Priestess, telling Rolith of the path the she took.
The conversation took a sudden turn as Rolith shouted, "SHE'S TAKING A SHORTCUT!?"
A sudden change in volume startled the young man for a few moments.
Surprised, he took a moment to respond, "Yes, she told me to inform you, is something wrong?"
"Of course something is wrong! You need to get to her, and fast!" Rolith continued.
What could be wrong? Is some ancient beast waiting along the path?
"How? She's probably long gone by now!" the man replied.
"You don't understand, the shortcut Lady Celestia took, it's riddled with bandits! Take the bridge outside of the keep, my Knights will guide you there! Now hurry, Avius, go!" Rolith said, before rushing the hero out of the keep.
A sudden worry rushed through Avius.
"Well, it looks like she needs my help after all! I'd better hurry though, this could end bad if I don't." he thought to himself.
CHAPTER II END
(USED ON A DIFFERENT SITE BY ME)
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