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    Posted: 01 May 2011 at 12:00
The cattle car stopped. I was unaware at the time and was getting used to the same old scenery. When I stopped, I saw the gleaming walls of Centrum. The golden outline of the coat of arms was upon it. It was breath-taking. No wonder Kildayus was in league with this man. He had power like no other. He had a beautiful city and a vast empire. As we came closer into the city, the more breath taking it became. As we reached the gates, it made the elven village look like Bladenon after the siege. As the guards forced me out, I then saw the dominance of the gates. They towered me and could withstand any siege. As I came out in awe, the guard said:
"Snap out of it! Pay your respects to the Church, then you will be sent to the gladiatorial training room. Come on, follow me!" the guard had started to move. I followed him. If I were to get lost that would mean a deal of trouble. I continued along the pathway which led to a beautiful city. People had equality and this city seemed like a utopia. Maybe King Sigurd wasn't such a bad guy. Maybe I had-. No! He was in league with Kildayus. I needed to sort this out. I needed to win that tournament. This tournament was the key to finding out the truth. Did the King order Kildayus to do the worst to Bladenon. This was my chance. For the people of Bladenon. For my family. As I was shown through Centrum, the people were shown to be friendly and living in luxury. This place was utopian, yet I knew somewhere in the heart there was corruption. Sadly.

I was shown to the church, a massive church to the Kings of Centrum. It was magnificant, then again, everything about this place was. I walked up to the priest. An old man, possibly seventy, and looked at him. I asked him:
"I come from a town in Keppen. I have travelled far and wide to meet the King. My hometown was forced upon pagan religions. Please show me how to pray to the Kings."
The priest looked at me with a funny sense. "Very well, my son. The Kings welcome all who wish to learn the ways of the religion. You pray for enlightenment, safety and wisdom. I shall demonstrate. The priest bowed, and went down onto his knees. He placed his hands together and bowed once more. He got up and said: "That is how it is done. Try it yourself" I did the exact same as he did, without the experience or the flow. "Well done, sir! You are doing well for a beginner. Please, use this information wisely. May the past Kings smile upon you." I left the church. I now learnt the basic religion of Centrum. Now it is time to learn how they fight. Although I had past experiences, I had lost an arm. This would be a massive disadvantage. But I have to continue. The guard was still there. 
"Aureaus! Have you paid homage to the Kings?"
"Yes, I have. Please lead me to the training area"
"With certainty". How could I trust this man. He was a lackey for the Duchy. He plans to kill me if I lose. As we went past the bustling marketplace and the townhouses, we finally came to a small arena where two fighters were in the middle. One with a great sword and another with a wand. I sat down next to this man. He looked at me. This man had obviously done battle before. Had his own reasons to fight. Money, hope, respect. Who knows. I watched as the man with the wand casted spells, and the man with the sword deflected them. What sword could do that? This fight was getting interesting. As the man with one arm...

This was going to be fun.

(I know small extract, but im tired. Hope that's a good enough reason. I'll write more tomorrow. :D)
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Direct Link To This Post Posted: 30 Apr 2011 at 12:49
I was led through the forest and into a cattle car. Why did the Duchy come for my rescue? Why did he want me to complete my journey to Centrum? The cattle car was small, and had very little room. As I was cramped in here, a guard tapped on the side of the cattle car. 
"You are under the command of the Duchy himself. Do anything stupid, and the Duchy will have your head." The guard had no emotion in his voice. Like he had done the deed himself. I decided to follow his judgement and I kept quiet. No sound. The guard tapped on the side of the car and went forward. I'm guessing checking the stability. The guard disappeared from sight and the car started to move. Obviously other prisoners of those elves were in here, so I didn't feel so special. Thank god. As time passed, or at least I thought, the scenery remained the same. I didn't know why. I decided to get some shut eye to make time pass. I would need all the rest I could get for the tournament of King Sigurd. I closed my eyes and drifted...

I was in a gleaming room. Tapestries everywhere. Gold everywhere. I was sitting down in a chair. As I was observing my surrondings, I heard someone come in.
"Enter!" I said automatically. I realised I couldn't control what I was saying. A man came into my sight and bowed. 
"My lord" said the man.
"Good to see you, Duchy. Very good to see you, how is your realm?" I asked.
"Good, my lord." the Duchy of Keppen. "I have a favor to ask of you..."
"Ask away, my friend" I said. My friend? What was I thinking? Then I realised...
I was King Sigurd.
"I have this problem. His name is Aureaus. Big problem..."
"In what way would this man be a problem?"
"He is a pest! A traitor to the country. I have informers in Keppen, Your majesty. I find him, bring him and make him participate in the tournament. He will surely die. He will not be a problem"
"I accept this proposal. On the terms that if he wins, you cannot harm him. If he loses, he will be granted leave to Keppen where you will be escorted with my guards and Aureaus will be executed. Sir, you are dismissed." The Duchy bowed and left the room..

I woke up screaming. I saw a guard outside of the cattle car, about to enter. "Sir" I said to the guard. "I thought I saw an orc horde. My mistake, can't be too careful around here. You never know who is in league with who" I lied. 
"Fair enough" he pointed his sword at me. "Keep eyes peeled." he said and he started the cattle car once more. What did these elves do to me? What did that elder say about magic? Did they attempt to use me as a test subject. I needed to know what they di-. Wait. They are dead. My head started to throb. Why must it be me. If I didn't Kildayus, there would not be anything wrong with me!  Why did I see that scene? Why was I King Sigurd? Was there a connection?  Why would the wisest of all allow me to be executed on terms I lost? Anyway, I needed to practice and that practice would be done at Centrum.

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Direct Link To This Post Posted: 29 Apr 2011 at 14:57
Oh, darn. Me defeating you has created a deadly twist....
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As I rode to the forest, I had a sense of isolation. I was riding alone, who knows how far from Bladenon, in what seemed like the middle of nowhere. I rode faster in the north. My horse was getting tired. I needed to stop. I hitched my horse near a river. I saw the forest up ahead. If I were to survive tonight, how was I supposed to find out where the village was? I have never visited a Elven area in all my weeks of travelling. I was tempted into the water as well, so both of us was drinking like no tomorrow. As we finished, the clouds were starting to darken. How could that be? It was sunny a moment ago. I took out my sword and examined it. Elven made. Bronze. Half-decent. I swung the sword. This was a light sword. Not really my type. I put it in my case and looked at the sky. What could be doing this? It mus- Wait! A sign! From the elven village. They use magic, I assume. My horse collapsed. I had to leave it behind. I begun to walk. It seemed so far. An illusion, a way to mess my head? No... For Bladenon. For Kaelus. I must continue. I must save this man. The Chosen One. As I reached the outskirts of the forest, I heard a voice:
"Only one with pure intentions may enter the village of the innocent."
Did I have pure intentions? Was my morals pure? I believed so. I needed to meet the King.  I needed to discuss important matters and my intentions were to help a man escape. I walked into the entrance of the forest and noticed the normal wildlife. Birds, insects. It was soothing. Calming. It was the first time during this journey that I felt relaxed. I continued to walk. Where was I going?.. Who cares- No! Gotta remain focused! I blocked out the sounds. I blocked out the calm. I needed my instincts.  The same voice echoed but this time in my head: 
"Only the one who is calm, may enter the village of Truth"
The village of Truth? The village of Innocence? What is this? My intentions are pure. I am calm. I calmed myself. If I am to continue my journey, I must follow all this voice says. 
"You have completed the tests. Now you must follow your instincts to find the village".
I kept walking, the soothing sounds and feelings were distracting me. I blocked out (by closing my eyes) them and remained calm. I kept walking and I felt the ground shaking. I opened my eyes. The entrance to the Elven Village.

I walked in. Elves were looking at me. Staring. Glaring. I felt uncomfortable. I looked at one in the eyes. He turned away. 
"Harsh reception" I said.
"Speak again" said one of the elves. "When have you been permitted to speak?" 
"I need permission to speak?" I said, smart-alec like. He grabbed his sword but I was too fast. I countered by taking his sword. 
"Do not dare try to att-" I was stopped. Nearly everyone who had been watching had drawn out a weapon and was about to attack. I was screwed. A guard hit me across the face. I remember nothing from then.

I regained my senses and realized I couldn't move. 
"Help me!" I yelled. Where was I? Was I still in the village? I saw an elf with an old face. Elder. Must be in the village. 
"Let me out!" I realized by looking at the side. I wasn't the only prisoner. 
"So, Aureaus is it?" The elder said with a sly grin.
"How do you know my name. What do you want with me?"
"How do you know we want something from you, Aureaus?"
"Because, knowing you elves, you would have kicked me out and left me for dead!" I yelled.
"Really, because I think that it would be nice to...test you on some of our...magic" he had an aggressive tone now. I wasn't scared. They wouldn't have the guts to do that magic on me. No way in hell! I looked to the side. The Chosen One! He was knocked out. Third person to the left. Suddenly, I heard a shake in the ground. A elf came in
"Sir, humans at the gate! I don't know how they got in!" The elder looked worried and stared at me. 
"Alright, let's do this" The elder walked out and that's all I saw of him. After a while, I heard a familiar voice.
"Under King Sigurd's act 1783 of Year 1016. All citizens of this kingdom will have to follow the law of the King himself, or the Duchy of Keppen" It was the Duchy. "If you do not comply with the following terms, this village will be liquidated and citizens murdered" 
The population went in a outrage.  The Duchy spoke once more. 
"You have 5 seconds to comply"  If the elves did not comply, these people would be killed. Slaughtered. Like...

I remembered the dream yesterday. King Sigurd had frozen me mid air and said 
"This is not your fight, Aureaus" A bright light awoke me...

What was happening. The hut I was in was on fire. Elves were around me, lying motionless. Death. Death in the village of innocence and truth. I saw the Duchy walk into the hut. 
"Aureaus! I am your saving grace, aren't I, me boy? The Chosen One, my best knight! My mages, please unfreeze them" The mages performed a spell and I was able to move.
"Thank you, good mages. Thank you, good sir" I bowed to the mages and the Duchy respectively. 
"Now, due to my good will, I will personally transport you to the King himself. Please give me that sword (he took the sword off me) but you will be participating in the tournament. There will be many participants. If you lose, you will be returned to Keppen and executed. If you win, you will have a chance at meeting the King himself. Deal? Good. Let's get you to Centrum"
I walked out of the burning Elven village, the bodies of innocents around me.
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 Why would Kildayus be in a simple village. He lives in a castle in Centrum."
"Impossible, I killed him with my own blade!"
Ah what a twist! :O 

And elves doing an ambush on the King's men? Some illusionist must be at work! :O
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Fire. Destuction. Blazes of fire were everywhere in the town of Bladenon. King Sigurd must have come for his revenge. He wanted me dead, he wanted Kaelus dead. He wanted everyone who I had been in league with, dead. As I walked through the town, bodies were littered, people were crying for help, soldiers were beating up small children and murdering all that opposed them.  I walked throughout the town, Kildayus alongside what I pictured King Sigurd, issuing orders to murder.  They are monsters. Demons from the pit known as Hell. I watched as Kildayus slaughtered his own people. Slaughter everything that stood in his way for victory. For glory. 

Why are these people dying? Weaponless, Experience-less civilians who have never took up arms in their life, being brutally slaughter by these people. These monsters. These demons. A tear came from my eye as I saw a woman pleading for mercy, and these peopl-No, these monsters gave them no mercy.

I took out my blade, and ran out into a opening. King Sigurd laughing from his horse. I sprinted as fast as I could. King Sigurd took no notice of me. I jumped and was about to attack him when I froze in mid air. Everything was frozen. People had looks of fear on their faces. It was scary. King Sigurd looked at me and smiled. No words were needed. King Sigurd was telepathically communicating with me. At least that's what I thought. 

"This fight is not yours, Aureaus." King Sigurd had said. I could not believe what I was hearing. The fight was not mine?!? He was in league with a tyrant, A 'leader' with the capabilities of slaughtering people who he thought was "against" him, but who he thought was, was in fact innocent citizens. He needed to die, he was a monster. He would have burnt the whole town down, and run to his King. 
"Not mine? But he slaughtered my friends, my family! I had to leave Bladenon because of him, and you dare say that this fight is not mine?" I yelled. This man had the right to say this was NOT my fight?
"I am the King of Centrum. You will not defy my orders, Aureaus. I repeat. This is not your fight!" I was angry. Yet I couldn't move. What magic did this mortal man have? To stop time? King Sigurd got off his horse and took out his sword. "This is the end. I bid you farewell" He swung his sword and-

"Holy God!" I woke up, sweating. I couldn't breath. Struggling for air, I went outside the tent I was sleeping in. Thank god for morning air. I noticed that the camp was in ruins. The tents were broken and the-

The Chosen One! Where was he? How was I supposed to complete my journey with him missing? Even though this man was against me with belief, this man also knew the way to Centrum. I need to find him immediately. I walked near the campfire, and noticed blood. Good on ya, Chosen. Managed to kill a few. I looked at the bodies nearby. 

Elves? What would Elves be doing in this area? In Mellia? Wasn't this place supposed to be guarded by King Sigurd. I heard from folk tales that Elves were the last people to be involved in a war. Things were getting weird. Maybe this was a set-up. An assassination perhaps? I do not know. I continued to search until I found a small piece of parchment nearby some rubble. 

Dear who this may concern.

The Chosen One, a man wanted for his crimes within the Valley of the Elves, has been captured on terms of the Elven Lord, Archmedi. The trial will be witin a few days. All that wish to defend this man please arrive with the Elven Village in Mellia Forest as soon as possible. Coordinates are listed below.

Sincerely,
The Elven Council.

The Chosen One was the one thing that was keeping me away from King Sigurd. I needed to find this man, I needed to help him escape from the Elves. At least I knew he was alive. I place the parchment into my pockets, and ransacked all I could find. I found an elven blade and a horse. Perfect. It looks like I will be paying these people a visit. I got on the horse and starting riding into the direction of Mellia Forest.
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Direct Link To This Post Posted: 28 Apr 2011 at 11:38
Sorry guys, won't be able to do anything today. Will do more tomorrow. I promise :D
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The Duchy later had grown quite tired of my opinion. He had, on multiple occasions, scolded me for the "rumours" i had created of King Sigurd. My assumptions is the only thing I could have based my judgement on. Kildayus had positive feelings about this man, I automatically thought he was in league with this man. Heck, King Sigurd could even be plotting against Bladenon at this very moment. Can't do anything now. The Duchy has taken all my gear on the terms that I would live here. Doubt he would give it back in the current situation. Probably make up some excuse like: "Treachery in the name of King Sigurd". I've got two options I can think of:

1. Murder him and take my weapons, which would probably make me an enemy of the King.
2. Steal his prized horse and make my way to the King.

I decided to do number 2, due to obvious reasons. I walked inside the Duchy of Keppen's Estate and walked inside his chamber.
"Lord, I apologize for the behaviour of which I acted yesterday. I mean no offense to you, or our King. Please forgive me." I tried to sound as sincere as I possibly could. 
"Apology accepted, but due to your ill manners of entering like you just did (he pointed at the door)and from yesterday, I would have to say that you aren't sincerely sorry for what you did. I will give you my respect if you travel to the city of Centrum on a pilgrimage and pay your respects to the King. I will also give you my best travelling guards on the way. IF you so happen to even attempt to hurt the King, Bladenon will be razed to the ground, and Keppen will no longer welcome you! Now, you have a day to pack. Not many people get to go on this once-in-a-lifetime trip, so make it worthwhile! You are dismissed!"
"Yes sir" I can't believe that I have to see the King. The man who Kildayus planned with, who Kildayus respected. Anyone in league with Kildayus was a traitor to me, and the people of Bladenon. I needed to pack, and needed a well deserved rest to catch all my thoughts.

The next day killed me. I needed to wake early, and I needed to meet the Duchy at his stables. I got up, got ready and walked my way across the estate to the stables.
"Lord, I'm here as you requested" I said, honorably. He was surprised to see me, knowing my attitude to the King, I think he thought I would have left.
"Ahem...good to see you, Aureaus. This is your companion for the journey. He came to me one day willing to serve the good King Sigurd. His name is... The Chosen One. He refuses to tell me his real name, but he mentions how he will protect the King at his time of need. Hopefully your trip won't be his calling." He started laughing. "You will be travelling with no weapons. Here is a Keppen horse, finest of the land. The Chosen One knows where to go" He nodded at me with his sword at the ready. "He is also willing to spill blood in honor of the Middle Kingdoms. Now, godspeed gentlemen!" I got on my horse, but Chosen One was quicker. We walked into the distance. 

Travelling with a man who loves the King with no weapons was dangerous for me. He looked like a master swordsman, by the way he was talked about, no point trying to anger him. As the Duchy said: Not afraid to spill my blood. I kept riding with him until it got dark. 
"Time to rest" His voice had no emotion.
"Alright then, do you have any idea where we are?" I said, curiously.
"Of course, I know this region back to front. Say, why do you hate the King so much? He has spread order nearly everywhere?" He seemed trustworthy.
"I hate him because a dictator in my village, Kildayus, was in league with this man.
"Kildayus, the man who slaughtered the hordes of Pax Orcana. He's a hero, a legend. Why would Kildayus be in a simple village. He lives in a castle in Centrum."
"Impossible, I killed him with my own blade!"
Chosen One took out his blade and pointed it at my neck. 
"Say something about him again, and I will be happy to spill blood"
"Sheathe your sword now" I said. I know the way of fighting with my hands. 
He sheathed his sword. He took out a map. He continued to talk like nothing happened.
"Look, we are here" he pointed to a place in Mellia, a forest "and we have to go here" he pointed to a golden city in the heart of Middle Kingdoms called Centrum. 
"So how long do we have to go?"
"Not long, my friend, not long" he said. "Get some shut-eye. We need to get to Centrum as early as possible. You need to see the King"
"I'll see you in the morning, Chosen One"
I put out the fire that was lit and collapsed on the ground.
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I'll edit it to Hordes then :)
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Direct Link To This Post Posted: 25 Apr 2011 at 21:23
Originally posted by Aureaus Aureaus wrote:

IKildayus was an idol to Aureaus' eyes. Fighting legions of orcs seemed heroic and he was always pretending he was his general. 




Only problem I have with it all so far, everyone knows orcs don't fight in legions. That would be silly!
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