Yamimoon
02-16-2010, 09:21 PM
The city of the stars that was renamed the city of the night. The fate of the chosen Silveran’s have gathered in the most dangerous city in the entire kingdom. They would be easy pickings for the Fearians that were loyal to Iquas. Now the time for the fight for the future of the races is about to begin.
In the city that use to be the city of the stars, Iquas castle stood next to the temple that was dedicated to the god Tractus. The castle of black and silver stood out next to the temple. Iqua was sitting on a throne of silver and blood. As he looked out at the empty room he was wondering what in the world was taking his Horsemen so long to get here. He sent out Ramuna to retrieve them. He had been feeling the presence of the Mystics increasing as the days go on. He had awakened his Horsemen when he first felt their presences, but they have been unable to find them. Now that presences was growing ever stronger.
Ramuna had returned to his side, but they had not arrived yet. That was not a real problem for he knew that they haven’t awakened yet. He has guards at every temple, and not a one of the temple seals have been broken. It was just a matter of time before they were in his grasp. “Don’t worry. We will not let them get away my lord,” Ramuna said as she placed her hand gently on his right shoulder. Iquas smiled wickedly as he waited for his Horsemen arrived. “You are right Ramuna. You are right.”
Tractus waited outside of the city as he looked in. He was hoping that he would find his Mystics out side of the main city. He didn’t want to return to the city that he was killed in, and the city that Iqua had built his castle. He was happy that he looked a little different than he did when they meet the first time as did his Mystics. This would give them an advantage, but this was still going to be tricky. His spirit stood next to him as she also looked into the city. She was just as concerned as her master, but she was not able to go into the city as she was. She was going to have to change into her crystal form in order to enter. ‘It is time,” Nefras said as she changed her form into a crystal. Tractus picked her up, and placed her in a necklace that he wore just for her crystal.
He made his way through the gate and walked to the market that was in the center of town. Nefras will let him know when he meets one of the chosen of the Cristonians. He hoped that he would be able to find them here. He had been to every encampment that his people were enslaved in. This was the last place that he could look. He just walked around the market.
In the city that use to be the city of the stars, Iquas castle stood next to the temple that was dedicated to the god Tractus. The castle of black and silver stood out next to the temple. Iqua was sitting on a throne of silver and blood. As he looked out at the empty room he was wondering what in the world was taking his Horsemen so long to get here. He sent out Ramuna to retrieve them. He had been feeling the presence of the Mystics increasing as the days go on. He had awakened his Horsemen when he first felt their presences, but they have been unable to find them. Now that presences was growing ever stronger.
Ramuna had returned to his side, but they had not arrived yet. That was not a real problem for he knew that they haven’t awakened yet. He has guards at every temple, and not a one of the temple seals have been broken. It was just a matter of time before they were in his grasp. “Don’t worry. We will not let them get away my lord,” Ramuna said as she placed her hand gently on his right shoulder. Iquas smiled wickedly as he waited for his Horsemen arrived. “You are right Ramuna. You are right.”
Tractus waited outside of the city as he looked in. He was hoping that he would find his Mystics out side of the main city. He didn’t want to return to the city that he was killed in, and the city that Iqua had built his castle. He was happy that he looked a little different than he did when they meet the first time as did his Mystics. This would give them an advantage, but this was still going to be tricky. His spirit stood next to him as she also looked into the city. She was just as concerned as her master, but she was not able to go into the city as she was. She was going to have to change into her crystal form in order to enter. ‘It is time,” Nefras said as she changed her form into a crystal. Tractus picked her up, and placed her in a necklace that he wore just for her crystal.
He made his way through the gate and walked to the market that was in the center of town. Nefras will let him know when he meets one of the chosen of the Cristonians. He hoped that he would be able to find them here. He had been to every encampment that his people were enslaved in. This was the last place that he could look. He just walked around the market.