LORE: The Beginning to Their End
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Damien smiled. If her father was anything as powerful as he senses she is, he would very much like to learn from him.
"He must be a man of great power..." he said as he mounted his on steed. "So I guess I will be following you." He paused a moment then added, "Don't act like you wouldn't enjoy the company." He pulled his horse around and stood by her.
"He must be a man of great power..." he said as he mounted his on steed. "So I guess I will be following you." He paused a moment then added, "Don't act like you wouldn't enjoy the company." He pulled his horse around and stood by her.
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"Yes," Mi said with a dark glare to nothing. "He is a powerful man. He taught me all that I know. Every single thing." A memory flashed into her head and she shook it away. "I have to be thankful to him. I owe him everything."
She almost sounded like a mindless zombie, very unlike the Mi he had just met. She sounded like a drone. Mostly because she was repeating what she had been taught to repeat since the day she could remember. It was so repetative and reused that she no longer had to put feeling into the words. They were words she used every day of her life. Like a chant, or a prayer. A prayer that she would one day hope never to pray again.
She almost sounded like a mindless zombie, very unlike the Mi he had just met. She sounded like a drone. Mostly because she was repeating what she had been taught to repeat since the day she could remember. It was so repetative and reused that she no longer had to put feeling into the words. They were words she used every day of her life. Like a chant, or a prayer. A prayer that she would one day hope never to pray again.
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Mi looked back at him and then pointed in the direction of the largest mountain. The one that spewed fire and brimstone from its peak. "He lives on a cliff close to the base of Mount May'em," she said and pointed her horse in that direction. "First we must cross the desert, and then I have to sneek past the Raith village... and onto Mount May'em."
Damien threw her a quick glance. "Sneak? Why sneak?" he asked mockingly. "Are you scared of that village." Damien whipped his horse around to follow.
He had never actually been to the Raith village, but he didn't fear it in the least. He feared no one. Not even the mighty Queens. Though they would kill him in reality. Fear didn't seem to run in his family.
He had never actually been to the Raith village, but he didn't fear it in the least. He feared no one. Not even the mighty Queens. Though they would kill him in reality. Fear didn't seem to run in his family.
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Mi smiled, "You have never heard of the Raiths? They are men who were once ruled by women, and grew to hate them. So they went to Verin, the God f Darkness, and asked him to grant them a wish. That they would have the power to enslave women. He gave them the ability. But, they must only use it on one woman. They must wound her and then heal her... and through that he has the ability to control her. I am not in the mood to be controled," she said darkly.
"Once they do that you have to do everything they say. Everything. You cannot fight back... The only way to be set free is for the one who controls you to die. All the sons of their village are born with the gift. If a woman is, she is killed. Some women in the village have been born with that gift. They have either died, or escaped."
"Once they do that you have to do everything they say. Everything. You cannot fight back... The only way to be set free is for the one who controls you to die. All the sons of their village are born with the gift. If a woman is, she is killed. Some women in the village have been born with that gift. They have either died, or escaped."
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Mi laughed. "Fear them?" she scoffed. "No, I do not fear them. I am just on a schedual.... and do not need the hassle of destroying a whole village while I'm on a schedual, maybe on the way back through." She kicked her horse and he began to pick of speed. The large war horse started tearing across the path towards the desert. Which would be freezing.
Damien dug his heels in the side of his mount and it sped off behind her. His horse could not match the speed of hers but he kept close enough. His heart was beating face and the cool breeze felt good against his face. though it would be freezing to a normal human. To Damien's heated body it was nothing but a cool breeze.
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The moon turned an orange color, reflecting the light of the bright fire that was rising out of the volcano. They crossed the dessert quickly, climbing mountianous sand doons, sliding down the other side. It was easiest to cross the hard cracked earth towards the Raith village.
Mi slid her war horse to stop, the dust floating into the midnight air. Fireheart huffed and snorted, blowing steam from his nostrils as his master planned her strategy.
"The walls are several feet high. They usually have guards on the outer wall, left and right. They do this only to make sure no one is going around them. I plan on getting around them, but... You might have to do it the hard way."
Mi slid her war horse to stop, the dust floating into the midnight air. Fireheart huffed and snorted, blowing steam from his nostrils as his master planned her strategy.
"The walls are several feet high. They usually have guards on the outer wall, left and right. They do this only to make sure no one is going around them. I plan on getting around them, but... You might have to do it the hard way."
Damien scanned the wall and the area around it with sharp eyes. He knew she was right about not getting through without a major fight. He decided it would be just as easy to follow her around the outside, than to go through the middle and cause a big fight and have to try and find her on the other side.
"I think I'll stick with you," he told her. turning from the giant wall and rough terrain.
"I think I'll stick with you," he told her. turning from the giant wall and rough terrain.
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The woman smiled, "Like I said, if you can keep up." she said and with that once again tore of towards the right side of the wall. When she was close enough that the men spotted her and began to shot orders that she hault and stop her horse she smiled even broader.
Fire suddenly began to wrap around her and her horse and in a flash the fire melted away and nothing was left of her, until it appeared on the other end of the city, a flash of golden fire.
Fire suddenly began to wrap around her and her horse and in a flash the fire melted away and nothing was left of her, until it appeared on the other end of the city, a flash of golden fire.
Damien watched as she took off down the side of the wall. The fire blazed around her as a hoard of arrows showered down. Damien's eyes widened with interest as she disappeared and inflamed at the other end safe from harm. He smiled keenly. "I guess it's my turn," he said to himself.
He shot forth following her route down the side of the wall. Arrows let loose over his head and showered down over him. He smiled and his eyes blazed. The arrows disintegrated into ash as he went beneath them. He laughed aloud as the guards watched in awe. They continued to fire at him but still failed to hit their target.
It wasn't long before Damien was out of sight and out of range. He rode into the forest where Mi sat elegantly on her stallion.
He shot forth following her route down the side of the wall. Arrows let loose over his head and showered down over him. He smiled and his eyes blazed. The arrows disintegrated into ash as he went beneath them. He laughed aloud as the guards watched in awe. They continued to fire at him but still failed to hit their target.
It wasn't long before Damien was out of sight and out of range. He rode into the forest where Mi sat elegantly on her stallion.
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"Come," Mi said urgently and jerked her stallion to the left. "We have not much time. The Raiths will be here to get us if we do not hurry."
She tore off through the forest at the edge of the open desert and at the base of the large volcanic mountain. The Lord of Fire. Where the gate way to the Lowerworld, or Underworld. The Land of the Dead. The Land of the Damned. It was fitting that her father lived at the gateway to the damned. It was fitting that he himself was damned in her eyes. If it were not for him she would not be the person she was, and that is why she had to go back to him. She owed him too much, and as much as she hated him, a part of her still saw her father in him.
She galloped along the path, her horse leaping over a river of lava that was rushing down the mountain as she turned to go up a rocky slope. She wasn't paying attention to see if Damien was keeping up, she figured if he got scared he could just wait there for her.
She tore off through the forest at the edge of the open desert and at the base of the large volcanic mountain. The Lord of Fire. Where the gate way to the Lowerworld, or Underworld. The Land of the Dead. The Land of the Damned. It was fitting that her father lived at the gateway to the damned. It was fitting that he himself was damned in her eyes. If it were not for him she would not be the person she was, and that is why she had to go back to him. She owed him too much, and as much as she hated him, a part of her still saw her father in him.
She galloped along the path, her horse leaping over a river of lava that was rushing down the mountain as she turned to go up a rocky slope. She wasn't paying attention to see if Damien was keeping up, she figured if he got scared he could just wait there for her.