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Chapter One:The Blue Mage, Part I
"Are, are you alight?" Ash asked, nudging the body that was resting on the shore of the lake. He knew by the silver and gold armor the man wore, that he was a Guardian, but nearly every Guardian had been killed by Sepulchure...
The man's eyes opened, and he leaned up, looking at Ash then looking all around.
"What happened to the tower? Did we drive him back?"
"What are you tal-how long have you been here?" Ash asked, helping the man to his feet. "What is the last thing you remember?"
"Sepulchure...his fortress had crashed into the tower...so many Guardians killed." the man answered, looking to the ground as he pulled his helmet off, letting his white hair fall free.
"Oh my...Warlic will know what to do. Come with me."
And the young boy took the man from the lake shore, through the town, and together they rode the Gryphon to the home of the Blue Mage, where he sat on a stool, hunched over a book...
"Warlic!" Ash said as they approached, holding his arms wide as the elderly mage stood and hugged the young warrior. "How have you been?"
"I've been better, my boy. Who is your friend?"
"Well I don't real-"
"Aeradon, Aeradon DeAern." Aeradon said, extending his hand out to the elderly man.
"It's a pleasure, Aeradon. May I ask the reason for your visit?" Warlic asked after shaking hands with Aeradon.
"I found him on the shore of the lake. He seemed dead. He said the last thing he remembers is Sepulchure's fortress crashing into the Guardian Tower." Ash explained, looking at Warlic in concern. The mage looked over Aeradon with a stern look on his face, until he finally stopped and looked back to Ash.
"I need time to study, if you don't mind." He said.
"Of course." Ash nodded and hugged the mage again, then lead Aeradon back to the Gryphon, which took them back to Falconreach.
As they began to descend for landing, Aeradon caught the first glimpse of the town, and what has happened in his absence. The Guardian Tower was still gone. The entire eastern side of the outer wall had been torn down, along with most of the buildings near it. More than half of Surewould Forest had been burnt to ash. The health and mana potion shop on the western part of town was nothing more than a crater. The Falcon's Nest was in the same condition, nothing but a massive black hole in the ground. There was almost nothing more than the Inn, the weapons shop, and the barber shop.
"What happened while I was gone?" Aeradon asked Ash as he lead the Gryphon into it's stable.
"Sepulchure happened." He replied, turning towards the mystical creature as he took it's saddle off. For the first time, Aeradon noticed the scar that ran across Ash's left eye, a once long and deep wound.
That was the last they spoke for the night. After putting the Gryphon in it's stable, they walked down to the Inn, or the remains of it. As they walked in, they saw Serenity, Robina, Lim, and a few unknown villagers sitting around a campfire, eating and talking. Everyone in the room stared at them both as they walked across the room and up the stairs, where Ash showed Aeradon his bed, then went to his own.
Aeradon sat up late that night, thinking about everything that had happened in his time away, fearing the nightmares that would certainly come with sleep. But, eventually, the weariness caught up to him, and he drifted off. The night was long for the young warrior, but it was not filled with visions of innocent deaths, but memories of the people he had cared for that were gone...because of Sepulchure. With every happy dream he had, it ended with him bringing the DoomKnight's life to an end.
The dreams were cut short but a sudden ray of sunlight, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ash was standing by the curtains that he had just pulled open.
"We must go. Warlic contacted me late last night. He has found something."
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