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Gain His Trust

Wizardteepot

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Chapter One: That Winter Night

It was a cold, early winter night in the town of Auru. As always, Jedoi found herself in the Wolf’s Den, tending to her pack. She enjoyed the warmth of the hundreds of pups that surrounded her, but it didn’t stop the eerie chill that ran down her spine. Even her wolves had sensed it: she turned to her two favorite wolves, Apricity and Entelechy, to see them hunched over and their hair raised. She turned to see the two figures that were causing all the commotion.

“Xov! Crypt!” Xovious was the ruler of Auru; he often turned to the Wolf Mother for guidance on how to control the town. He respected Jedoi as his equal, never his subsequent, mostly because she and her wolf pack scared the hell out of him. Cryptite, on the other hand, was seen as the might protector among the Lokans, the people inhabiting the fifth world. After his fight with Preksak on the Abandoned World, an event that came to be known as the Battle of the Spire, the people of Loka had nearly worshipped him like a god. Yet, the two strongest and most influential people Jedoi knew were standing before her, in her mere Wolf Den. It wasn’t exactly the place to have a formal meeting, or so she thought, so what was really going on here?

Xovious spoke first. “Jed, we need to talk.”

She shook her head in disbelief. “Obviously, you dolt, but about what?”

Xovious scoffed, but Cryptite cut him off before he made a sarcastic remark. “We should talk in a more private place. One that he can’t get to.”

Jedoi looked back and forth between her two superiors. “He? Who’s He?”

“The young Wizard,” Cryptite responded curtly.

“Oh no, is something wrong?” Jedoi asked in her caring, motherly voice. In the past week she had known Tee, she had come to take a liking to him. He had learned the ropes of Auru fast, and was on his way up the ranks in the town. He showed the most dedication of any newcomer she had seen before, but she was a little biased about him; after all, he showed interest in joining her most beloved guild: The Historians.

“Nothing is wrong with him, but we need to talk about him,” Xovious finally let on. “Let’s go to the top of the Spire. I’m sure Ajaxan wouldn’t mind if we borrowed his room for a little while.”

The three of them took off, joined with two canine figures that would never leave Jedoi’s side. Xovious tried to object about bringing Entelechy and Apricity, but the wolves merely growled at him and he turned a ghostly pale, instantly redacting his complaints. Jedoi nearly giggled, but tried to keep as stern a face as possible and continued on.

First, the group walked just South of the Questing Guild, traveling past the site of construction of Tee’s new house in Auru. Even now, he was working to construct his abode, and searching through chests he set up around the perimeter to find the necessary materials to do so. Jedoi noticed the small pup that was excitedly chasing him around. Tee smiled at the wolf, scratched between its ears, then reached into one of the nearby chests and grabbed out a stick. He waved it in front of the pup’s face, seeing it excitedly bounce from left to right, it’s tongue hanging out of it’s mouth and going crazy with every jump. He tossed it towards where the group was walking and watched, joyfully, as his pup chased after it. He saw Jedoi, leaning up against one of the spruce wood pillars that lined the snow-covered, cobblestone walkway. His smile became even wider as he began to walk over towards her. Jedoi was the first to say something.

“So you finally got one of your own?”

Tee simply laughed as his wolf came running back. He stopped before Jedoi and looked at her confused. “Yeah, I guess I did. He reminds me of someone from back home.”

“Well, I’m happy for you.” She patted the wolf’s head and looked at it’s name tag. “Tenebris? What a name for you, pup, isn’t it?”

Tee laughed again. “It means ‘darkness’ in a language back from home.”

Jedoi flinched: she already had enough problems with Darkness to not like the word. She’d give the pup a fair chance, however, if only to please Tee.

She tugged the stick from the pup’s jaws and tossed it down the way.

Tee looked back up and saw Xovious and Cryptite waiting nearby. He instantly tensed up. Jedoi, noticing the change in mood in the air, became very worried. She knew that Tee admired Xovious, and would do anything the man asked him to do; Cryptite, however, still scared him. He was innately afraid of the man the Lokans claimed as their protector, and maybe that was a good thing. Despite being a very fatherly figure, even Jedoi had her fears of Cryptite half the time.

Jedoi, trying to make things as easy as possible for Tee, broke the awkward silence. “Look, I need to get going. It was nice to see you though! I assume you’ll be taking your Historian’s Examination soon enough?”

“Yeah, that’s right! I still want to study a bit more, but I plan to take it within the next few days.”

“Terrific, take your time. I can’t wait to watch you pass it. Who knows, I might even proctor your exam,” she promised, hoping she’d actually remain true to that statement. She walked away, giving him a small wave, and taking joy in seeing the wolf that was near his side, the tail going a mile a minute.

Tee waved back, pet the dog’s head, and went back to work.

The small party continued on, but with noticeably less wolves. It appears that they went to stay with Tenebris. Hmm, I should take them to see him more often, Jedoi thought.

The group continued on in silence: they each produced small, round, green and black pearls and teleported to the top of The Spire, the heart of Auru that protected the townspeople and housed the most important rooms to the city. As the group had teleported, Jedoi reminiscenced on how, yet again, she was slightly weirded out about how the particles of her body were ripped apart, transferred elsewhere, and rearranged.

They settled down in a small office with a spruce wood table and chairs, facing a window that overlooked the town and the nearby lake.

Cryptite and Xovious settled down into seats, but Jedoi nervously paced. When Cryptite pointed to a chair, she promptly refused and kept pacing. Xovious cleared his throat, and Jedoi was the first one, once again, to speak and break the silence.

“So what’s this about? What’s wrong with Tee?”

“Nothing is specifically wrong with him,” Xovious started. There was a short pause and Jedoi just glared at the two others in the room, questioning what could possibly warrant a meeting about someone without their knowledge.

“He’s intrigued me, though.” Cryptite finally said.

“A human has gotten a god’s attention? That, in itself, is quite intriguing.” Jedoi grabbed a chair and sat down. Well, now she knew something was wrong. “So, what about him grabbed your interest?”

“Honestly, his potential to Auru. I know he’s really wanted to be part of the Historian’s Guild. Now, I’m not telling you to go easy on him: in fact, I believe in the young man. Push him to his limits. Don’t give him the questions you and Falksi normally give new recruits. Ask him questions that no newbie would know.”

“That’s what this is about? Him joining my guild?”

“Partially,” Xovious started again. “What Crypt is trying to say is that the Wizard might be better at keeping track of history than we imagined.”

“That’s great, he’ll be a great addition to the Historian’s Guild then. It’s quite hard to keep track of our history when you nutjobs keeps wrecking shit around here.” She turned back to Cryptite, immediately remembering he was the one who caused The Blight that killed many on the Abandoned World. Not wanting to be smited on the spot, she quickly added, “no offense.”

Cryptite brushed off the remark without a second thought. “His skill to study and keep track of history isn’t the only reason we called you here.”

“What do you mean?”

“Crypt is impressed with his ability to write history, as well.”

“Aye, and not just any history. His own history.”

“I’m sorry, his own history?”

Xovious nodded, then got up and walked to one of the small bookcases that had been tucked into the corner of the office. He pulled out a book, with freshly made bindings and paper that was still crisp. After years in the Historian’s Guild, Jedoi had been able to detect the state of ink just based off the smell: although subtle to most, she could tell that the ink was still slightly wet, another sign that the book was new. Xovious passed Jedoi the book.

Enjoy Your Stay

By: Wizard Teepot

She mindlessly thumbed through the pages, but stopped when she noticed the use of her name. She started over and actually read through the book. “This is me? This is us! This is Tee’s history on his first day in Aladra!”

“Mmm, it seems like he’s quite the writer too.” Cryptite agreed. “Just think what he could do if he channelled that skill to something other than books.”

Jedoi shook her head as she didn’t understand what Cryptite was saying. After all these years, Cryptite could still be extremely cryptic. [A/N: I will not apologize for that pun.]

“He’d be able to write the most profound contracts and claims in the world. He’d be quite the politician for Auru."

Jedoi stood up briskly. She shook her head and glared at the two of them. “You will not touch my newest member, do you understand? I’m taking him under my wing, and I will not allow you to meddle in his destiny!”

Cryptite laughed. “Exactly, that’s why we’re calling upon you to do so.”

Jedoi stepped back in shock at his suggestion. “I thought you were a neutral god? Why would you want to use him to expand Auru? Wouldn’t you be choosing sides in the territorial war then?”

“I have rights to keep my own intentions secret.”

Jedoi scoffed and turned to Xovious. “Xov! You approve of this?”

Xovious shrugged. “I think he’s going to be a great addition to the town. If we can use him to our advantage against Hilo and Eldritch, why wouldn’t we?”

Jedoi almost walked out of the office, until Cryptite cut her off. “Jed!”

“Look, I know you’re not happy about this, but we won’t let any harm come to the boy. For now, I only have one assignment for you.”

Jedoi turned back to Xovious, staring daggers at him. “And what would that be?” she spit.

“Gain his trust.”

Day 1: I haven't proof read this yet, and hopefully Chapter 2 will come out soon enough!
 
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Wizardteepot

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Chapter 2: Avian Genocide

Jedoi walked past Tee’s plot of land. He had a small foundation of his house set up, but he looked at it disappointedly. She stopped, wondering what was wrong.

As she waltzed towards the disappointed wizard, a grey streak came running after her. The small wolf had lunged at her and she nearly toppled over. She was only able to catch the pup and hold on to him because of her practice with catching her bigger wolves like Apricity and Entelechy. She heartily laughed and tried to stop the unrelenting onslaught of kisses from the pup.

Noticing the commotion, Tee looked up, noticed Jedoi and the wolf, and just laughed. He tried to whistle and call the wolf off, but he was laughing too hard to be heard. He met Jedoi half way and tried to pull the wolf pup off her, to little avail. When they finally got the two unattached, Tenebris tried going after Jedoi again. “Whoa there, pup!” She held up her hand and Tenebris set down, still looking ready to pounce at any second.

Jedoi and Tee looked at each other, letting out a long laugh.

Finally, once the noise died down, Jedoi asked about Tee’s disappointment towards his house.

“Meh, I don’t care for how it’s turning out. I’m thinking about changing it soon enough.”

Jedoi nodded. She remembered the first time she built her house, and just could never get it to look right. She understood his pain, that was for sure.

“Oh well, I’ll fix it later. So, what’s up? What’re you up to today?”

“Actually, nothing much.” Jedoi gulped. Is this what Cryptite and Xovious want me to do? Just talk to him? “What about you, besides remaking your house?”

“Actually, I need to go grab some feathers sometime today.”

“Feathers? What for?”

“Well, I’m trying to get the prestige in the town to become a tried and true citizen, so I can become part of the Historian’s Guild!”

“Oh yeah! What are you trying to supply us? The arrows I assume?”

“Yeah, anything that could possibly help out.”

Jedoi nodded and looked at the little time piece hanging by her side. It was still early morning, but she truly didn’t have anything planned for that day. She looked back at Tee and smiled. “There should be some chickens North of Auru. Do you want to accompany me to go find them and get their feathers?”

Tee smiled widely, and kneeled down to his pup, still excited to see Jedoi present. “What do you say, boy? Want to go hunt some chickens?” The wolf ran around in circles, excited for an adventure.

Jedoi laughed and Tee looked up, confused. “What’s up?”

“Nothing! I’m just happy to see someone else talking to their wolves. I thought everyone else thought I was crazy.”

Tee giggled, but said nothing. He ran to one of his nearby chests and grabbed two iron swords, handing one to Jedoi. He went back and grabbed some food for their trip, and two ender pearls. Lastly, he picked up a bone he’d gotten from one of the nearby skeletons that haunted the night; he waved it in front of Tenebris then tossed it towards the spire. The wolf chased after his treasure and the two humans let out a hearty laugh. Soon enough, they followed the wolf to the North entrance of Auru.

Tenebris kept sweeping back and forth in front of them, checking back now and again to make sure his owner hadn’t gotten lost. Noticing this, Jedoi commented, “he already seems like a good hunting dog.”

Tee nodded in agreement. “Aye, I’ve noticed that for a while, but I haven’t gotten the chance to take him out of the walls yet.”

They produced the two ender pearls and tossed them through the tiny gap in the Aurulian Wall: this made it easy to defend, and hard for attackers to get in. Sure, it was a pain trying to get back into the city, but Tee and Jedoi would always take protection over simplicity.

The small party headed in a Northwestern direction, immediately lead by Tenebris, but directed by Jedoi. Tee obediently followed the two. “Where are we even headed?”

“The Moor. It’s a relatively flat area that surrounds the town rolling off into Auru lake. For some reason, it likes to attract chickens.”

“Hmm, that’s weird, but hey, I need the feathers.”

As they were talking, they noticed that Tenebris started picking up speed in front of them. “What is it boy?”

The pup stopped and sniffed the air. He turned slightly more west, and took off. Jedoi and Tee looked at each other, drew their swords, and chased after the grey streak.

As they rolled over a small hill, they saw the wolf pup standing in the middle of the field, holding something in it’s jaw. Getting closer, Tee examined the white bird that hung from Tenebris’ bloody mouth, blood pumping out of his teeth as it still pumped through the chickens neck.

Tee looked down in both surprise and distress. He turned to Jedoi, “you’re right, he is a good hunting dog.”

He took the already limp body out of his wolf’s mouth, and quickly sliced off the head, putting the chicken out of its misery. He plucked off as many feathers as he could before the body looked like a terribly, mangled mess. He looked at it disappointingly, then looked at the excited wolf who kept sniffing at the bird. Tee smiled at the pup, then at the bird, and scratched the wolf’s head. “First catch of the day goes to you, buddy. Enjoy it.” He tossed the carcass to the pup and watched him wolf it down. [A/N: I will not apologize for that pun.]

After the pup enjoyed his short meal, he started bounding off, and Tee and Jedoi started chasing after him. Tee looked at Jedoi, who looked back and smiled. It had been a while since she had just run. She’d always been tied down in official affairs in town, so she couldn’t get out much. Now that she thought about it, it was a shame she hadn’t woken up Apricity and Entelechy and taken them with her. The wind rushing through her hair reminded her of old times living in the forest; it was a simpler, nearly feral life.

For the rest of the afternoon, they chased after the wolf, gutting chicken after chicken and gathering feathers. When Tee had killed nearly 50 chickens, and decided that he had enough feathers to last him a while, the small party set off back for town...if it were only that simple. Jedoi took out a small compass, a map of Kalros, and her time piece. She noticed it was late evening, about 6:00p.m. and the sun was nestling behind the mountains just north. It also didn’t help that they were nearly 10 miles west of Auru, and as she looked around, she began to notice the area they were standing in: Hilo Territory.

She cursed, how could she be so stupid and let them get so far out? Maybe it was the wind and the run that dragged her away, but she should’ve been more observant, even if just to save Tee. Even now, she noticed a nearby wall topped with wary looking archers. There were two knights, riding atop ghastly, skeletal horses coming out of the gates and riding towards them. “Damn it.”

Tee saw the archers and the two knights, and gripped his sword a little tight. Jedoi’s fight or flight instincts were burning alive, but she didn’t want to leave Tee behind. She wouldn’t mind dying, after all The Artifact would save her as it had done in the past, but for Tee, he had come outside the walls of Auru to get some feathers. Dying, Jedoi thought, would make him lose them all.

The skeletal riders were still a mile out. Looking back at her compass, Jedoi pointed East towards Auru, grabbed Tee by his flaming, blue robe, and took off. She noticed a confused pup running at their heels, but thinking it was a game of some form, he started barking for fun. Jedoi heard some exasperated shouts coming up from behind her, mainly curses thrown into the wind, hopefully catching the small party off guard. She realized, however, they were poachers in enemy territory. If Jedoi had been smart, she would’ve gone East into Arvik territory, the territory of their allies, but here they were and there was nothing they could change about that. As she thought about it, she thought about the major repercussions that would definitely follow; even if her crimes weren’t extravagent, Hilo tended to take things too far, and would go to war over some misplaced avians.

Was Jedoi prepared for that? Absolutely not, but she swore that the day would come.

The skeletal riders were slowly catching up to the group and Jedoi started to panic. She looked at Tee, who was white-knuckling his sword, and saw a look of fear and determination in his eyes. She started to calm down: his determination would kick start her own, she would get him home if it was the last thing she did.

She slapped his arm and gripped her enderpearl: if there were anytime to use them, it would be now. Tee nodded, producing his own, and as hard as they both could, they chucked them.

Reappearing another half mile away from where they were, Jedoi relaxed a little bit. Tenebris picked up speed and joined them in no time. She was amazed how fast the pup could run, despite his age. Bounding over the next hill, Jedoi and Tee saw a sight they were both happy to see: water. And not just any water, no, the two of them recognized it to be Auru’s giant lake. Jedoi didn’t have much time, as thundering hooves could be heard off in the distance, a sign the skeletal riders of Hilo were only getting closer. She looked around the coast and found a tree. She produced a small hatchet that hung at her side, a cut down the tree with ease. Even fast than that, she wittled the bark down into a large boat, big enough to fit two humans and a wolf. With that, she placed it into the water and hopped in. Tee followed soot and, grabbing two nearby chunks of wood, started rowing like the devil was at his heels. Tenebris jumped into the small raft and nearly tipped the whole thing over. Tee devilishly laughed as the small party was sprayed with the brackish brine. Jedoi looked back nervously, seeing the skeletal horses racing to the edge of the water. At the last second, the riders pulled on their reins and they reared into the air, stopping any further advancement.

Despite the worried look on her face, Jedoi produced a large smile at seeing the excitedment that danced around Tee and his wolf. They gave each other a high five, a trick Tee must’ve taught Tenebris while they were building. As Tee paddled on, Jedoi stood up and cheered, they were free. They were on of the few, Lokan people who had gone deep into Hilo Territory and came out with their lives. As they crossed the lake, Jedoi saw the giant walls of Auru materialize in the distance. Her heart raced as the adrenaline was raring up, they had made it home!

As they landed ashore, and found a way inside (due to their lack of enderpearls, they could no longer get inside the walls by normal means), Tee and Tenebris thanked Jedoi for her help and ran off to go make some arrows for the Questing Guild.

Jedoi smiled and waved, but made her way back outside. She collected a few flowers and replanted them in a sparse area of land just outside Auru. She grabbed a sign and engraved a few simple words into it:

“On this day, feathers were needed.
Chickens were slaughtered and morals defeated.
We lay this ground, simple and nice,
A glorious memorial to the day of Avian Genocide.”



Day 1: Haven't Proofread it yet
So, how is it? Feedback would be appreciated! I want to get chapter 3 out before I have to leave on Friday.
 
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Xovious

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Out of curiosity, are you trying to write from Jed's point of view? Because it just feels like you're putting yourself in Jed's position and writing everything based on how she sees it and etc, not how you see it.
 

Jedoi

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Out of curiosity, are you trying to write from Jed's point of view? Because it just feels like you're putting yourself in Jed's position and writing everything based on how she sees it and etc, not how you see it.
Because I'm cool.
 

Wizardteepot

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Yeah, actually, I am writing from her POV. It'd be different writing it from my side of things, and i'm challenging myself to make up story as I go, because there are thoughts and actions Jed might do in my stories that I would never experience or know about. Plus, it helps me write about things that never even existed to begin with; for example, the next chapter is all going to be about my lored bow, "The Sunstone Staff". Obviously, there's only so much lore that could be written and be contained inside of Loka's character limits, so Jed and I agreed that, to do it justice, it would be better to write about the lore behind the sunstone staff, rather than try to squeeze it in on the actual in game item. Furthermore, since I didn't make the staff, I can make a whole adventure into Garama for Jed to find the elusive Sunstone :)

However, like I had told Jed once before, I'm not entirely sure where I'm leading this piece. I'm having a lot of fun writing it, and every day on the server is full of whole new experiences that inspires me to further add onto this novel. In advance, I apologize to everyone who will read this, but to those of you who will stick through and will see this potential novel to it's end...well, thank you, and wish me luck trying to find some sort of plot to this!
 

Jedoi

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Yeah, actually, I am writing from her POV. It'd be different writing it from my side of things, and i'm challenging myself to make up story as I go, because there are thoughts and actions Jed might do in my stories that I would never experience or know about. Plus, it helps me write about things that never even existed to begin with; for example, the next chapter is all going to be about my lored bow, "The Sunstone Staff". Obviously, there's only so much lore that could be written and be contained inside of Loka's character limits, so Jed and I agreed that, to do it justice, it would be better to write about the lore behind the sunstone staff, rather than try to squeeze it in on the actual in game item. Furthermore, since I didn't make the staff, I can make a whole adventure into Garama for Jed to find the elusive Sunstone :)

However, like I had told Jed once before, I'm not entirely sure where I'm leading this piece. I'm having a lot of fun writing it, and every day on the server is full of whole new experiences that inspires me to further add onto this novel. In advance, I apologize to everyone who will read this, but to those of you who will stick through and will see this potential novel to it's end...well, thank you, and wish me luck trying to find some sort of plot to this!
Tl;DR I'm cool. And I am totally cool with this because I trust Tee to write my character correctly, and I can correct him if need be. I have in the past. Also seeing my name every other sentence, heh. :)

Also Tee, don't forget to include how much my character hates Garama. :D Good luck, I'm excited to read it.
 

Wizardteepot

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Chapter 3: Every Wizard Needs His Wand


Jedoi was panicking: it was nearly the holidays for the Lokans, and she had barely started getting anyone gifts. She knew what to get most of her town members, like Xovious or Thanatos. She even had a gift idea for Falksi! A brand new flask for hard liquor or holding potions was resting in Jedoi’s hand. She laughed at how often she found Falksi inebriated around town, but she noted that everyone deals with being away from home one way or another.

Her only concern was the young wizard: what could she get a man who had everything he could ever want in his life? Of course, if she tried asking him, he’d probably ask her to get him nothing at all, but Jedoi was stubborn: she wouldn’t take no as an answer.

She pondered for two weeks, but every time she got close to something, she came up dry. It wasn’t until sitting in the Historian’s guild, taking account of a recent battle and the damages done, that the idea sprang up on her in the form of Cryptite.

“Boo,” he said, startling her.

“Gahhh! Geez Crypt, what gives!” Crypt chuckled noticing the small pool of ink that covered the page she was just working on. Feeling sorry for his Guardian, he snapped his fingers and the ink slowly reverted back into the small glass bottle that sat on the side of the table. Jedoi shook her head, but appreciated the fact that Crypt took pity on her. Crypt sat on the edge of a bookcase, looking down at Jedoi.

“So, what’s up? Whatcha doing?”

“Well, I was trying to write down the events of the fight at the Clay Cliffs, then you showed up!”

“No, not that. I meant, what’s troubling you?”

“What are you talking about?” Jedoi asked while gathering her papers.

“Oh don’t play dumb with me. Something has been bothering you recently. What is it?”

“Perhaps it’s your presence alway nagging me?”

Cryptite laughed a deep, hearty laugh, but shook his head. “Ouch man. That cuts deep. But really, something has been seriously bothering you lately. I can tell by how panicky and jumpy you’ve been recently, even if I’ve been jump-scaring you or not. So, what’s up?”

Jedoi shook her head.”Honestly? I don’t know what to get Tee for the holidays. He seems so happy already just being here with us Lokans, so what can I get him?”

“Easy!”

“Oh? What makes you so sure?”

Cryptite snapped his fingers and a piece of paper and a quill appeared in his hands. He wrote down a few numbers, folded the paper into a paper airplane, and threw it at Jedoi. When she caught it and unfolded it, she inspected the numbers. “What are these?”

“Coordinates in Garama. You might find his gift there! Good luck, Jed, something tells me you’ll need it.”

With another snap of his fingers, Cryptite disappeared.

Jedoi hated whenever Cryptite visited her, especially if it was ever in Auru. Every visit with him seemed like some kind of riddle, and she never knew what to expect nor what the answer was.

She stuffed the piece of paper into her pocket: whatever it was that Crypt had planned for her, she’d have to wait until later. Jedoi stepped out of the Historian’s Guild, onto the main street leading from the Southern gate to the Spire. If there was one thing she always admired about Auru, if not it’s history, citizens, and the marvelous walls that surrounded and protected the city, it was the roadways: every roadway always lead to the Spire, the heart and center of Auru. This made the Spire even more important than it already was, because the roads accentuated it, and made it easily accessible. As she told newer members, if you ever got lost in Auru, as it was a large and confusing city as you’re first settling in, just look up and find the Spire; it’s pretty hard to miss.

As she found herself staring at the behemoth of stone in awe, two figures went running past her: Thanatos and Xovious were always after each other, no matter the reason. Jedoi giggled as it seemed that Xovious was bound to strangle the poor man.

“Get back here you filthy, vile creature! How dare you put a chip in my newly made armor!”

“I promise it’s not my fault Xov!”

Jedoi continued to laugh, and didn’t notice the third presence that joined her side. She turned to see the young wizard and his wolf standing next to her. She jumped in surprise, but calmed down when she realized there was no immediate danger. She sighed a breath of relief. “Tee! Wasn’t expecting you here! What’s up?”

“Hey Jed. Nothing much really, just watching the adventures of Thanatos and Xovious. I’ve been following them around all of Auru, but it doesn’t seem like Xovious is going to stop his pursuit any time soon. Whatever Thanatos did to him, Xovious wants to kill him over.”

Jedoi laughed. “You might not have known them for as long as I have, but I can assure you, this is just a typical day around here; those two are always at each other’s throats, literally and metaphorically.”

Tee nodded in his understanding. “Well, should we go help Thanatos?”

Jed smiled but shook her head. “He’s, somehow, survived this long. He can probably be fine for another five minutes.”

It was Tee’s time to heartily laugh, but he said nothing.

Jed shook her head. “Fine, maybe you should go take care of it. I need to go to Garama for something. I should be back by sundown.”

“Ooh! What’re you going to the Southern Continent for?”

“Honestly? I have no idea.”

Tee nodded, somehow understanding. He waved his hand, then took off, with his wolf following every stride, towards the Spire.

Jedoi shook her head, but headed up towards the town portal. After the nausea wore off, she found herself in the town center of Aladra, home to the artifact, and the meeting place of all new Lokans. The town was small, but it went through it’s phases of being extremely busy and unsettlingly quiet. Lucky for her, today it was quiet, as most Lokans spent the holiday with their town members. She passed Melchiott who supplied her with some food for her journey, and stepped aboard the Vineweaver: the ship bound to Garama. It wasn’t that long of a trip to the Southern Continent from Aladra, and in no time at all, she was standing at the port that faced the intimidating Jungle. If Jedoi could say anything about this place, she hated Garama and the Jungle. Instantly, stepping off the boat, she could feel beads of sweat dripping off her face as the humidity steadily rose. Her foot sunk three inches into the ground because it was so boggy in the area. Nasty flies and gnats swarmed her face and, despite how much she swatted at the bugs, they persisted on.

Running off to the Southwest, she jumped and ducked and weaved through countless numbers of rogue branches trying to catch her off guard until she appeared out in the open air. She had made it to the desert! The stifling heat of the harsh sun was enough to make her miss the chills of the Northern Continent. Never again would she look at the unrelenting snowstorms of Kalros with distaste.

She pulled out the crumpled piece of paper from her pocket and frowned. Inscribed on the numbers were two numbers, coordinates, as Crypt had called them.



4400, 5400


She pulled out a compass and her trusty map. Looking further Southwest, she realized something terrible: she’d had to venture further into the desert. Damn it! she thought. I swear I hate this place.

Kicking up a piece of sand, she angrily marched across endless sand dunes to the middle of nowhere.

Unfortunately for Jedoi, there were no remarkable landmarks in the desolate terrain. She thought for sure that she’d gotten lost or at least turned herself around. Looking at her compass once more, she realized that wasn’t the case, and was forced to simply continue on.

She passed over one more sand dune and saw a change of landscape in the horizon. A mirage, perhaps? She slipped her way down the shifting sands. She started picking up the pace, feeling the strength return to her legs and body after what seemed like ages in the scorching, dry, miserable desert. She noted that her body was being rejuvenated with just one emotion: hope. Hope meant everything to her, but it could be just as destructive as it was influential and constructive. She had high hopes with many things, be it the war with Eldritch, the plans for Auru, or just making it to the next biome. Whatever the case, she believed in the best case scenario, but feared she’d be devastated if her dreams were to be deferred. She had hopes for the young wizard too: maybe that’s why she was out in the middle of nowhere for him. She sincerely hoped he’d live up to her hype and wouldn’t betray her.

Crossing the last sand dune, she stepped onto something hard. Looking down and brushing off her shoe, she noticed the substance. Coarse dirt! Sure, it was still dry because she was still so close to such a hot region, but, according to her map, this coarse dirt meant she was nearing the Savannah!

She ran, booked it more like it. She found the first tree, ran up to it, and gave it a massive hug. Unfortunately, she’d have to go back through the desert to get home, she lamented, but at least she was out of it for now

Checking the paper for the coordinates again, Jed turned a bit to the South and continued on her course. Crossing a river, a long stretch of land bordering somewhere between the grim and arid lands and the lush grasslands, and another river, she came across the Dead Islands: a creepily empty island that sat just south of Garama. She stepped on the shore and felt a wind strike through her body, chilling her bones.

She checked the coordinates one last time, and ran off again. She came across a giant cave sitting underneath the old, dead town of Moon Raven. Stepping inside the cave, she noticed how dark it was. She went to pick up a piece of nearby drift wood and light it ablaze, but she noticed a bright spark in the middle of the cave. Cautiously, she made her way up a small stone hill surrounded in dark water. Upon reaching the top, she noticed a smooth, orange stone resting upon a quartz pedestal. She was confused at the stone, and went to touch it.

“I’d be careful if I were you.”

Jed jumped and screamed. She fell backwards away from the sudden noise and slipped on the smoothness of the stone. As she was tumbling off of the stone hill, she felt a warm breeze hit her back and lift her up into the air. The air current drifted her back to the stone platform, and she came face to face with her jump-scaring adversary once again.

“WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL CRYPT!!!”

He laughed but reached out his hand. “The driftwood, please.”

“What?”

Jedoi looked back down at her hand and noticed she was still holding what was going to be her handmade torch. She looked at it questioningly, but handed over the object to Cryptite.

Cryptite looked at the driftwood curiously. He looked back to Jed and smiled. “You’ve gotten this far. Despite everything that I’ve done to you in the past, through raising you here in Loka, or the crap that I gave you when you found Tee, you still trusted my word. I gave you no reason to come here besides getting Tee gift, and you still followed my coordinates to the, no pun intended, T. This is as much for you as much as it is for the young wizard. Hopefully his happiness will act as some kind of gift from me to you.”

He gripped the stone tightly, and shoved it onto the end of the driftwood. A deep and dark purple mist surrounded Cryptite until it completely shrouded him. Then, a bright orange and red light appeared in the center of the mist, dispersing the mist instantly.

Holding in his hand was a thin rod that housed the stone on the end of it. He handed it to Jedoi. “Take care of the Sunstone Staff. I hope it’ll suit the wizard well, but I hope it will suit you too. Go Forth!”

She stared incredulously at the staff. She could feel the brilliant heat pulsating off of the Sunstone. Looking back up, Cryptite was replaced with Tee, and the dark and mysterious cave was replaced with Auru.

She glanced back at the staff and looked back to Tee.

Tee stepped back in surprise, shock, and confusion. “Jed! I thought you were in Garama?!”

“I thought so too,” she laughed. “Oh well, here you go.”

She tossed the staff to Tee who examined it with glee. He twirled it in his hands and tested its weight and balance. Jedoi noticed the heat the continuously pulsated off of the Sunstone and she noticed how well Tee could handle it. The wizard felt at home, and the smile spread further and further across his face as he realized what this gift meant for him. He stared back at Jed appreciatively, and surprised her by squeezing her in a hug. “Thank you Jed! But what is this for?”

“For the holidays, Tee. It’s a gift from me to you.”

“Thank you Jed.” He scratched at his face, wiping away tears.

“Sure thing, Tee. Enjoy the Sunstone Staff, it’s all your’s, and you already seem quite accustomed it.”

Tee looked back at Jed, smiling ear to ear.

“Then again, I suppose that every wizard needs his wand.”
 

Jedoi

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Chapter 3.5


Golden light spilled into Auru as the sun rose over its walls. The young wizard had to raise
his hand to cover his eyes as he walked through the town. As the light hit his wand, the sunstone in the center lit up and sparkled, causing Tee to smile at the recent memory of its obtainment.

As he made his way down the southern road of Auru, he glanced right at Jedoi's house. He stopped momentarily, and hearing no movement from within, (which was surprising, considering it housed several wolves, three horses, a rabbit, and a bear.) he continued on. It didn't take him long to arrive at the Hall of the War Guild, where he tentatively knocked at the door.

After a moment it swung open and he was faced with Xovious, the High King, who was giving him a strange look. Had Tee done something wrong already? Before he could figure out why Xovious would be angry with him, he spoke.

"Did you really just knock at a guild hall?"

"Um, yes, I didn't know if you were doing super-secret war guild stuff, or something." The wizard explained uncomfortably. Xovious just shook his head and laughed.

"Tee, Jedoi's apprentice, right?" The High King asked, to Tee's surprise. Did Jedoi really call him her apprentice?

He nodded. "Yes, and speaking of Jedoi, I wanted to ask you something, you seem to know her really well and I needed your help, I wasn't sure who els-"

"What is it?" Xovious interrupted. Tee felt bad, despite the look of amusement on the High King's face.

"What do you think Jedoi would like as a holiday gift?" He finished.

Xovious looked thoughtful for a moment before responding. "Turtle."

Tee looked at him, puzzled. "She wants a turtle?"

"Yes?" A man appeared behind Xovious and started laughing at the confused wizard outside the guild hall. Tee recognized him as Thanatos. Oh, that's right. He thought. Some of the war guild members had nicknames.

"Follow us." Xovious said as he turned back into the building. Tee obeyed, following the War guild members into the main room. A long table rested in the middle, and various swords, shields, and pieces of armor rested on it. He glanced around, surprised, at the uncharacteristically undecorated room. Several people walked around, organizing crates filled with arrows, ancient ingots, and other war items Tee couldn't name.

"What's going on?" He asked uneasily. Had something happened? Where did everything on walls and armor stands go? Xovious and Thanatos exchanged a meaningful glance.

"Most of the War Guild, and several other Aurulians, are starting a fort in the west. We're going to take on Eldritch." Xovious explained quickly. "Now, a gift for Jedoi?"

"Wait, what?" He asked, staring at the man. "You're moving to Ascalon? What about Auru?"

"Jedoi is going to take over. She'll be the High Queen."

A few months ago, Tee would not have expected to become best friends with a Queen.

"Wow..." He said, glancing around again.

"Let's see here, maybe she could use a new bow?" Xovious asked, to which Tee shook his head.

"She has Autumn."

"A sword?"

"Wolf Rallier's Blade." Tee looked around at the finely crafted armor being packed away, at the various types and sizes of swords, bows, and...

Tee took a few steps forward and analysed the clutter on the table. "Does she have a shield?"

Xovious turned to look at him. "No, I don't think so."


The wizard looked through the pile of shields and picked a few up, testing their weight. A small sturdy shield made of solid wood with metal hinges caught his attention. It appeared somewhat tattered, but fixing up a shield couldn't be too difficult…


“Xov?” He asked, not taking his eyes off the item. “Can I take this?”


“Sure.” The High King replied, giving the wizard a quick smile before turning back to his work.


Tee carried the shield back to his unfinished house where he sat on the floor, looking over the soon-to-be gift. The metal was slightly rusted, and the wood splintered, but maybe he could fix it… Or maybe he should ask Xovious for a different one.


“You look like you need some help.” A voice said suddenly. Tee spun around, eyes wide as they met those of the Elder, Cryptite.


“Sir…” The wizard stumbled, unsure of what to say to someone so powerful. The fallen Vanir took a few steps forward and looked over the shield. He raised an eyebrow and smiled.


Despite the power Tee could feel just a by his presence, it was a warm smile, and his kindly yet… Old and troubled eyes, gave much more away than the wizard had seen in him before. The Elder pushed a lock of brown hair from his face before kneeling next to Tee, and gently taking the shield, tapped it quickly in the center of the splintered wood. An aura of white light enveloped it, and as it faded a shield of shining metal and stronger wood had replaced it. Tee’s eyes widened in witness of the Elder’s power.


“Thank you…” He whispered, glancing at the man beside him.


“I don't do this for everyone, but for Jedoi - and her friend - I don't mind.” He smiled again. There was a somewhat mischievous look in his eyes, but was replaced by a more serious one.


“Jedoi said she's known you for a long time.” Tee mumbled, unsure of why he’d mentioned it.


“Indeed. I remember when she was as small as that wolf of yours.” Cryptite said, nodding to Tenebris. “Spent all her time in the Library, learning under Artagan, one of my loremasters. But she’s come a long way, and now she even has an apprentice of her own. She speaks highly of you, you know. I can see you care about each other.” He added.


Tee looked over at him. Jedoi had spoken to Cryptite about him? Obviously he cared more about Jedoi than any other in this world, but she had taken him in, and Jedoi was one of the leaders of Auru, and even a Guardian! She taught him everything he knew about this world, and continued to teach him more each day. Soon she would be the High King, and Tee was just a knight. And not even a true knight, just the honorary rank prestige had earned him…


Tee shook his head and cleared his mind from his thoughts. “Again, thank you.” He said, smiling uncomfortably at the Elder. Despite the kindness he has shown him, Tee was still uneasy.


“You're most welcome. You know, you should paint it.” Crypt said, standing. “Maybe engrave something in the back.” He gestured to a small plate of metal behind the shield.


“Thanks.” The wizard nodded, taking the shield and standing. “I'll do that.”


After talking with Falksi who pointed him in the direction of Garama to find dyes, Tee made his way to the Auru docks for Aladra where he met Jedoi.


“Hey Tee!” She called, waving. A man he had never met stood beside her.


“Good morning!” He replied, smiling as he stopped before them. Tenebris let out a yip of greeting, to which Jedoi’s two wolves barked a reply. The two Aurulians started laughing, and the other man smiled and kneeled down to pet Entelechy.


“Meet our new member, Commander Andy.” Jedoi said as the man stood up.


“Commander, huh?” The wizard asked, offering his hand to the new Aurulian.


“It's just Andy, really. Commander is just an old title.” He waved his right hand in dismissal as he used his left to accept the wizard’s greeting.


“I'm Tee.” He said, with a smile. “Nice to meet you.”


“Nice to meet you too!” Andy replied, nodding.


“I'm glad you two get along! Andy here has a lot of potential, Tee, just like you.” Jedoi proclaimed. Andy smiled, and Tee tried not to feel the stab of jealousy that hit him, and looking at the Wolf Mother’s cheerful face he knew that was not what she meant at all.


“Well I'm going to give him a tour of Auru. Where’re you headed?”


“Aladra.” Tee answered quickly. “I'm going to the… Library, to study for my exam.” He finished.


Jedoi nodded. “Tell Lydia I said hi!”


Tee leapt aboard the boat before it left, and a short ride later he found himself in Aladra, where he boarded the Vineweaver bound for Garama. As it left, the air around Tee slowly became warmer and more humid as they made their way toward the southern continent. Upon their arrival, the wizard took a few steps into the jungle and looked around for flowers.


Falksi had said she could make dye out of flowers, and so Tee collected as many as he could before the ship left again.


“Back already?” The captain asked as the wizard boarded.


“Just needed a few things.” He replied, showing him the flowers.


“Ahhhh,” the captain smiled. “Ya got a lady back home?” At this, Tee blushed and shook his head.


“No, no, it's just for a holiday gift. I need them for dye.” He explained quickly. The captain laughed as they sailed away.


Once he was back at Auru, Tee gave the flowers to Falksi, who in no time had an array of colored paint for him. She showed the wizard how to best paint the wood, and eventually, in whites, greys, light blues, and purples, a beautiful abstract image appeared on it.


“She's going to love it.” Falksi grinned, offering Tee a beer, which he politely declined. As it dried, Tee sought out Xovious, asking the High King for his help engraving the back of the shield.


He happily helped, and slowly carved out the words as Tee spoke them.


~

The Mother of Auru

To defend her wolves, to defend herself
She’d take up the role, held by not many else
From Mother of Wolves, to Mother of All,
She’d defend Auru, the great city, and never let it fall.


~
 

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Short Author’s Note: This won’t have the full length of a chapter, but for lore reasons, it must be included. Introducing Chapter 3.75!


Chapter 3.75: The Rise of Draekonfell


“You’re doing what now!?” Jed screamed.

Xovious tried to calm her down, but no amount of soothing nor bracing himself could prepare him for the wrath he was about to feel. “I’m leaving Auru. You and I both know how dangerous the Covenant Alliance is. Something needs to be done about them as they are growing increasingly stronger. I figured, with Aurulian help, we could set up the base camp Draekonfell over there, and attack the Ascalon Continent from within. If we can cut right through the middle of Ascalon, Eldritch loses control to over half of its territory, and we could potentially win this war.”

Jed shook her head, but ultimately understood that what Xov had said made perfect sense. She sighed. “Who are you taking with you?”

“As of right now, Thanatos, Bambi, Falksi, and Nollo. The five of us will set up the preparations for a town and then I’m sure more will fall in behind us.”

Jedoi shook her head, but saw the concerned and determined look in Xovious’ eyes. Looking up, on the Southern Steps, she saw the four loyal town members that Xovious had mentioned, and knew they would be a great fit as allies overseas. She looked left and saw the familiar sight of a young wizard and his pet wolf walk towards her. She grinned as she saw how happy he was as he gripped the Sunstone Staff tightly, and how equally happy his wolf was too.

He neared the small group and exchanged his greetings. “What’s going on here, why does everyone look so grim?”

Xovious turned to Jedoi. “I want to take him with me.”

Jedoi snapped back to look at Xovious. “Absolutely not!”

“Jed, I don’t think you understand. His ability to write and strategize, do you understand how much potential he has to head a great city in Ascalon to bring down Eldritch?”

“I don’t care! You’re already taking so many Aurulians from me that I know and love, but I won’t let you touch my apprentice. Absolutely not, this is the end of discussion.”

Jedoi turned, but heard anger rising in Xovious’ voice as she did so. “You don’t understand what we’re going to be going through! You don’t know how hard it’s going to be! I need him can’t you see?”

“No. And that’s my final answer.”

“You son of a-!” She heard the sharp sound of steel cutting across hardened leather. She embraced for her death, but knew the Artifact would just bring her back. She figured her death would allow Xovious to vent some of his anger before he left, so she allowed him to go through with it...except the sharp pain of a blade running through her never came. Instead, she heard a thick thump and looked behind her incredulously. The young wizard had stuck out a forearm and caught the blade as it sunk into his bone. Already the Artifact was trying to stitch his skin back together and repair all of the severed tendons, but with a sword deep into his arm, there was no way it was possible. Jedoi noticed how angry Tee looked, and how, somehow, it was fighting against the pain he felt. He turned towards Xovious with a dark look in his eyes.

“Leave,” was the only word that came out of his mouth. Jed heard the low growling of Tenebris, but she placed a hand on the dog’s head to stop him from pouncing. There was a gasp of surprise as what happened finally registered for everyone, but no one knew how to react.

“Tee, I’m so-” Xov started but was cut off by getting the air knocked out of him.

Tee drove his shoulder into Xov’s chest, inevitably driving the sword deeper into his wounds. The collision knocked all of the air out of Xov and made him tumble to the ground. With one quick swoop, Tee pointed the tip of his Sunstone Staff to Xov’s throat. The midmorning sun caught on the tip of the gemstone and made it seem ablaze. Of course, it didn’t help that actual flames were dancing around the tip of Sunstone, threatening to incinerate the War Guild leader.

“You know I’d do anything for you, Xov. I admire you as both a man of integrity and power. You know you can ask for Auru’s help all you want, and we can still be allies, but my loyalties lie here in Auru, and because of that, you will not dare touch my new High King. Now then, I won’t say it again: leave.”

Xov gulped, but had no say in the matter. He stumbled out of the reach of the Sunstone Staff. Tee bravely pulled out the sword from his arm, but winced with pain. He turned, shooting Xovious one last dark glance, and tossed it to the floor. He looked at his nearby group of onlookers, giving them a glare as if egging them on to challenge him in what he’d said or done. Everyone took a step back, not wanting to bother the inhuman thing that stood before them.

As Xovious ran off, Tee turned back to Jed. Jed felt her cheeks ablaze, hotter than any flame that the Sunstone Staff could ever produce. Tee knelt before her, placing the Sunstone Staff on the ground. Tenebris tried to lick his face and Tee merely laughed, pointed at the ground, and patted the loyal dog’s head when it when prone to it’s stomach, understanding the situation it was in.

“Your Majesty.”

“Tee,” Jedoi mumbled as her voice cracked and tears started forming at the edges of her eyes. She noticed several other loyal Aurulians, even some of those that were leaving for Draekonfell, were kneeling before her. She wiped at her eyes and tried to clear the lump that had formed in her throat. She coughed once and looked back to her town members. She had so much history with each and every one of them, and was making even more history with those that stood by her side. She looked each of them in the eyes before she said anything. “All rise!” All of the Aurulians stood up at attention, each one brandishing some form of weapon in salute.

“Aurulians! We are brave together, but it seems our time has come to see ourselves off! We have, with the help of Arvik and our other allies in Kalros, liberated the North! Now, we move to the West! To Ascalon, we ride, over seas and mountains we must make valiant efforts in every stride! Who’s with me?”

“Huzzah!” Several members shouted.

“Draekonfellian’s! Today is not a day for doubts nor regrets! Here in Auru you have learned to fight and care for each other well, and I guarantee that experience will suit you well when push comes to shove! Go forth to Ascalon and make us proud!”

“Huzzah!”

“Now then, dear Aurulians, please help the Drakonfellian’s move all of their gear into crates and bring them through the town portal. Today is the today we gain a strong foothold in the West, to bring down Eldritch, and, more importantly, gain an even stronger ally!”

“Huzzah!” With that, several members of both Auru and Draekonfell ran off to start packing gear.

Ben, Dero, Iyo, and Commander came running down the steps and knelt before her. Laz obediently followed behind them, but refused to bow down. Instead, she curtly nodded, and that more in the world to Jed than she could ever ask for. She looked upon the small group she had gathered before her: her loyalist members, and she genuinely cried. They all showed concern for her tears, but she reassured them they were tears of joy. Here she had the people around her she knew she could love and trust most. Those that would remain true to Auru, and those that would serve her well. Nothing changed that these were her friend...except maybe one thing:

She was High King.
 

Wizardteepot

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Chapter 4: The Historian’s Guild

Jedoi knew Tee was very conservative with his alcohol consumption, even with members like Falksi in town or Bacchus in the alliance; of course, after a long day of working hard in Auru, she knew that he enjoyed spending some hard earned Power Shards in the Auru tavern and enjoying a nice, cold golden mead with some of the friends he’d made around town. That night, however, he’d be a little more than just slightly inebriated and what a night it would be.

Having exchanged presents the night before, the Aurulians were packing away all the holiday lights and festivities and helping the Draekonfellians finish up on packing up all their gear. Sure, it was a sad time to see such great and loving members go, but nothing that couldn’t be solved over a nice pint! Jed, trying to avoid the craziness, went on a search for the young wizard. She found him in a quiet corner of the library, the first floor of the Historian’s Guild, surrounded by piles of books.

With the swift breeze of cool, winter air, Tee looked up from the book he had his nose stuck in. Jed looked at the cover of the book:


The Basics of Lokan Lore

By: Jedoi Talongon


The wildest of smiles spread across Jed’s face. Tee sheepishly smiled and pointed to a chair. He tried clearing some of the table so he could talk to her face-to-face, but he couldn’t stop the inevitable book tumbling to the floor. In a fluster to pick it back up, he knocked into the table and dropped four more books to the floor. Going to pick them back up, Jed simply laughed and motioned for him to stop: she’d reorganize everything later.

“Studying for your test, I see.”

Tee said nothing, but simply nodded. Hearing a low, gravelly sound, Jed looked beside her and saw, in the chair next to Tee, was a small, curled up pile of fur snoring contently in its slumber. She laughed again, Tenebris went everywhere with the wizard, or so it seemed.

“Yeah, I suppose I’m ready.”

Jed nodded, acknowledgingly, and gave him a devilish smile. “Right, well then. I’ll be right back.”

She promptly got up from her chair and made her way up to the second floor. There was a set of locked trapdoors that only she and a few other guild members had the key for. She shuffled in her pockets to receive said key, and stepped into the next room. Here, she housed her necessary materials of paper, ink, quills, and leather to bind books. She got out a few sheets of paper, two vials of ink, and a quill and sat down at one of the long, organized, spruce tables and set to work. Within fifteen minutes she had a normal examination written up. She smiled until Cryptite’s words rang through her head: “Push him to his limits. Don’t give him the questions you and Falksi normally give new recruits. Ask him questions that no newbie would know.”

She gulped and wrote down a few extra questions from the recesses of her mind. The questions were something that no new lore person would know, let alone a new Lokan member: hell, she didn’t even know the answer to half of the questions until two years into her time here, let alone little over three months like Tee.

She sighed in exasperation, but knew by the ever present shadow of Cryptite standing in the corner, she was doing the right thing. With the amount of times that Cryptite randomly appeared, yet said nothing, only giving her a knowing glare, Jed thought he wasn’t real and just a figment of her imagination; but knowing the reaction other people had when Crypt was around, and the genuine interactions, or in Tee’s case, fear that they had of the man, Jed knew he was real...otherwise she was really crazy and none of the people around her existed in the first place.

Shaking her head violently to get the thoughts of an existential crisis out of her head, she gleefully made her way back down the steps. She saw the young wizard had prepared a small work area for himself and was nervously plucking and the feathers at the end of his quill. Noticing her arrival, Tee hastily stood up, knocking into the table again, and sending a shrill scraping sound echoing off the walls of the Historian’s Guild as wood scraped against wood.

Jedoi reassured him once again, and sat across from Tee at the small mahogany table. She placed the papers in front of him, and made sure he had plenty enough ink to finish his examination. “You’ll have one hour to complete this exam, of course, I doubt you’ll use all that time. I’ll be sitting right across from you, proctoring your exam.”

Tee gulped and nervously nodded. It didn’t take much observation to notice the sweaty palms that made it hard to grasp the quill. In the nervous wreck he was in, Tee was almost guaranteed to fail...how could she help him?

She blushed as she thought about it, but she intertwined her right hand with Tee’s left hand. Jed noticed he used his right hand to write, so he wouldn’t be affected by this small display. He looked at her, curious, but some of the fear had faded from his eyes. In a mixed look of thankfulness and determination, he gave Jedoi one last glance before he started his test.

Jed noticed that he was answering questions as fast as his heart was pounding. Although it was hard to read the test upside-down, Jedoi could tell that Tee was flying through the test, and with flying colors too. Had it been just a normal examination, Jed would’ve dared make the claim that Tee would’ve aced the test...of course, this wasn’t a usual test. When Tee reached the last page of the test, his grip on Jed’s hand tightened. She wanted to squeal out in pain and surprise, but bit back any such noises knowing it was the only thing keep Tee sane and focused.

His eyes started darting back and forth across the page, almost like the questions were written in a foreign language to him. He looked so distraught and defeated, that Jed was about to take pity on him and call the test. It wasn’t until Cryptite appeared that she thought better of it.

The man towered over the young wizard, almost imposing some sort of dominance on him. Jedoi never understood men when they did petty stuff like this: just by the use of body language, it was determined who was the Alpha Male, and who wasn’t. Tee, even more visibly frightened, shrank away from the towering figure.

Cryptite clasped down on the young man’s shoulder, saying but one thing, “I believe in you.” In a poof of purple smoke, Cryptite was gone. Tee glanced at Jed, then glanced sidelong at a book resting beside him:


The Sickholm Saga

By: Iyoforeayo


As if somehow this great work of literature reminded him of some part of lore stuck deep in the back of his mind, Tee looked down at the test and finished it with ease. Squeezing Jedoi’s hand one last time, he handed her the papers and confidently exclaimed that he had completed his examination.

Jed took out a small time piece: fifteen minutes, not bad.

She shook her head and went back upstairs with his test in hand.

As she began grading the test, she was surprised. Her original assumption was correct: had it been a normal exam, Tee would’ve aced it. Of course, it wasn’t. Looking over the last page, Jed noticed something strange: Tee had actually taken on the challenge and done quite well for himself. Out of the five questions that lay sprawled out across the page, he had only gotten one incorrect.

Jed was in disbelief! How could that be? These were some of the hardest questions she’d ever given anyone, and he had nearly aced it. She looked at the question that he had gotten wrong:

Who had found the Obelisk containing the Blight on the Abandoned World after the Battle of the Spire?

Jed knew the answer was Psychadelic, but Tee had written Asymptonic. He probably had good reasoning for it, however it was still incorrect. She sighed, at least this mistake showed he was human. [A/N: And not using macros!!!]

Jed sighed in relief. Recalculating his total score, he had gotten a 95% on the test, and that meant…

With glee, Jedoi bolted from her chair and ran down the steps. She grabbed Tee’s arm and whisked him out of the hall. With the loud crash of the Historian’s Guild Hall door, everyone in the vicinity turned to see the commotion. Jed noticed some of the more prominent Aurulians about, including Xovious, Falksi, Bambi, Commander, and Thanatos, looking onwards in expectation.

Tee, slightly out of breath and entirely confused at what was going on, nearly fainted at Jed’s next few words.

“Everybody, I’d like you to meet the newest Historian of Auru!”

With that announcement came an uproar of shouts, chants, and congratulations.

When the commotion had died down just enough, Falksi made an announcement of her own that set the uproar to blaze again. “In celebration of this congratulations, half priced drinks in the tavern all night long!”

Jed turned to Tee, seeing how confused he still was about the entire situation, but it finally sank in as the crowd half carried, half shoved him towards the tavern. Everyone wanted to buy the man a drink, and as much as Tee tried to kindly refuse, the alcohol just kept coming. Jedoi looked towards the nearby rooftop of the Historian’s Guild, overshadowing the tavern as the sun sunk below the horizon and the moon was set ablaze in all of its white glory. In the distance, she heard the shrill howling of her wolves: it must’ve been a full moon tonight.

Focusing in on the Historian’s Guild once again, Jedoi noticed the shadowy figure of Cryptite standing upon the edge of its roof. His arms were crossed and, as much as he wanted to keep a mysterious and neutral nature, it was all destroyed by the wide grin that painted itself over his face.

Waving her hand in acknowledgement, she walked inside the tavern. Whatever confidence Crypt had given her young apprentice, as much as she’d hate to admit it, it helped.

Everyone seemed to be there that night: even Bacchus and Nokia had showed up at some point to congratulate the newly dubbed Historian.

Jed heard the chatter and several questions linger in the air as they rolled off the tongues of those already two or three deep in alcoholic beverages. One question in particular caught her attention: “what do you think his official title will be?”

“Chronicler.”

The simple word stopped all the noise in the spacious pub. All eyes became attracted to her. She grabbed a mug of ale from a nearby server’s platter. Lifting it high into the air and staring into Tee’s brilliant blue eyes, she spoke again. “To Chronicler Tee!”

With uproarious approval and the sloshing of drinks, the cheer could be heard throughout all of Auru and for several miles around. “To Chronicler Tee!”

The crowd made room for her beside her new Historian at the bar. Pulling him into a one armed hug, she turned and laughed. “I guess I’m the only one in this room that hasn’t said it yet, but congratulations!”

Tee nodded. “Thank you, it’ll be a pleasure to work under you!”

Jedoi smiled, but remembered that her duties as a High King would demand her time away from the guild. She threw that dark and depressing thought out of her mind as she was reminded by the young symbol of hope she had before her.

With the chink of their two glasses knocking into each other, they each chugged until they had finished their respective glasses. As soon as they put their mugs down, they were taken away and immediately replaced by two more. Jed smiled, and heartily laughed as she noticed the small line of foam that formed on Tee’s upper lip. Noticing it in embarrassment, he hastily used the sleeve of his mage’s robe to wipe it off.

And just like that, the night crawled on, with drink after drink coming their way. Sure, Jed had tried to cut herself off halfway through the night, or at least take counteractive measures to ensure she didn’t become intoxicated, but it also didn’t help she had grown a small immunity to the rich and strong alcohol that Falksi served. Tee, on the other hand, was plastered before he could even reach an hour into his celebration. At about half past two in the morning, the commotion in the tavern started dying down. Everyone paid their bills and, those that were heavily intoxicated, accidentally tipped a whopping 300% as they stumbled their way out of the bar. When she tried to pay off her tab, Falksi refused Jed’s money. “Just make sure the poor sap gets home safe, will ya?” the bartender asked, pointing to the nearby wizard.

She nodded, and picked up the shamble of a man off of the bar. Leaning heavily onto her, the two stumbled out of the doors together. Tee drunkenly babbled about his crazy conspiracies about the Asmund and Covenant Alliances, or what crazy new magic he wanted to try next, but Jed could only laugh, knowing that reason would never work with the drunken man. She came into the town square that housed the tavern on its corner. Looking East, she saw the path that would lead them to Tee’s unfinished house. To be honest, Jedoi didn’t even know if Tee had a bed to sleep in yet. She imagined him cuddling into his wolf for warmth while he stared up into the stars. Honestly, she was jealous of him: she would’ve loved to have lived that simple of a life. Looking North, she saw the path that lead her to her own home. She wouldn’t mind giving the wizard a place to spend the night, and undoubtedly the next day as he recovered from his guaranteed hangover. As she was trying to make up her mind, the drunken babbles continued.

“Don’t you think Falksi and Bacchus would make a nice couple?”

The question was so out of the blue that it caught Jed off guard.” Well, yeah, I suppose they do like to brew so much and they have a lot in common. Perhaps they would make a nice couple.”

“Wouldn’t we make a nice couple?” This was followed by a hiccup and a burp, but no comical sound effects could stop the seriousness of the question. Jed had pondered it once before, but then she realized how drunk the man was. Clearly he wasn’t acting on his own motives and characteristics. She shook her head and tried to ignore the beating pulse that seemed to get caught in her throat.

“Come on, Tee. Let’s get you home.”

Tee gave her a sobering glance, as he innocently said, “anytime I’m with you, I am home.” She blushed as projectile vomit threatened to paint her shoes. She laughed, but started walking North. She’d take him under her wing for a few days.

Somehow managing to get him through her gates, into the door, up a flight of steps, through another set of doors, and nicely tucked into bed was a miracle way beyond her. She sat beside him on the bed as he curled up into a ball. He gripped his temples, as the alcoholic headaches began to set in. She noticed a warm fur brush past her leg. Looking down, she saw Tenebris curl up at the foot of the bed, almost protecting her and the wizard.

She caringly looked back at the wizard. “Would you like some coffee? I think I still have a bit left downstairs.”

“I’d love some,” he groaned.

She giggled. “Just don’t get so drunk again like this.” She got up from the bed and walked out the door. She stopped at the sound of a low sounding roar. Peering back into her bedroom, she saw the wolf breathing evenly as it slowly fell asleep. It’s dark brown eyes stared intently at her. She also saw the nearly lifeless body of Tee, snoring himself to sleep. Noticing how strongly he was snoring, it came as a surprise to her that he didn’t wake himself up.

She shook her head and gave a low, hearty laugh. As she left the room and closed the door, allowing the new Historian and his wolf to slumber, she let one phrase escape her mouth:

“Welcome to the Historian’s Guild.”
 

Iyoforeayo

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The young wizard had stuck out a forearm and caught the blade as it sunk into his bone. Already the Artifact was trying to stitch his skin back together and repair all of the severed tendons, but with a sword deep into his arm, there was no way it was possible.

You have some really amazing imagery in your writing! Great stuff
 

Wizardteepot

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[A/N: Unfortunately, this will be the first chapter where I will have to break my first rule of GHT...I’ll have to write this chapter from both Tee’s and Jed’s Point of View...My sincerest apologies and I hope I can make it obvious enough that you understand which point of view you’re reading from. Please enjoy, and feedback of this system would highly be appreciated as it might be highly required in the future!]


Chapter 5: The Knight of Auru


Job after job came in, all from the young wizard. Jedoi checked the official charts, but he only just tipped 400 prestige. She shook her head as another job came in from him. She sighed and walked out of the Questing Guild. As she started walking West, towards The Spire, she crossed his path. He looked exhausted and severely hurt, but he clutched a pouch full of the precious gunpowder. Sweat poured off his forehead, and his face looked battered. Despite all that, his eyes were full of determination as he limped towards the Questing Guild to get the necessary prestige. He winced with every step, but he trekked on.

Tripping on a loose stone in the walkway, the wizard tripped, scraped his knees, and spilled the contents of his pouch all over the ground. In a desperate attempt to scoop up the contents of his quest and put them back in the small, red, silken pouch, Tee spread the gunpowder further away from it’s destination. With the feel of a cool chill sweeping through the air, the wind picked up the gunpowder and brushed it into the midmorning sky.

Jed, taking pity on her friend and apprentice, placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. Tee slammed his fists into the pathway, and stood up, determination flaming once again in his eyes. Jed wrapped her arm around his shoulder, and pulled him into the Questing Guild. He still tightly gripped his small, red pouch, but Elyon, the Questing Guild Keeper, shook her head disappointedly. He tried pushing the pouch forward, but she pushed it back. Jed watched as her poor apprentice’s shoulders slumped, but she nodded reassuringly to him. Turning back to Elyon, she broke the silence. “What’s the highest paying job we’ve got?”

Elyon turned her back on the two, and looked at a massive board behind her. Every inch, from floor to ceiling, of the wall had been pinned with a sign with various jobs on it. Scanning her eyes across it, she pulled off a rather old looking sign. With a sharp crack, she snapped it off the wall, and it nearly crumbled to dust in her hand. She placed it before her: “No one has ever turned in this quest...perhaps that’s why the reward is so high.”

Jed and Tee looked over the job: Turn in a Beacon; Reward: 500 prestige.

“Five-hundred prestige?” Tee exclaimed. “That’s enough to put me over the requirements for knight!”

“Aye,” Elyon stated. “But where are you going to get a Nether Star to make a beacon?”

“A Wither, of course!” But even in all of his excitement, Tee’s shoulders slumped again. “But where am I going to get a wither skull, let alone three to summon the Wither?”

At that moment, a voice spoke into Jedoi’s mind. “Three Wither skulls, I hear, are required in Auru?”

Stepping back in surprise, Jed returned the call. “Yes, I suppose they are.”

“Very well. Have the Young Wizard meet me in Aladra. I could always use a travel buddy.”

Jedoi recognized the voice as Gabriel Rosenheart, otherwise known as Gabrosen. He was a good friend of hers and was a fellow Librarian. She smiled, if he would help her apprentice, she would appreciate it. What he would have Tee do, however, was beyond her.

As Tee slumped to the ground, Jed spoke up. “My friend, Gabrosen, is willing to help you out.”

He looked at her, the light in his eyes somewhere between gaining and losing all hope.

He quickly stood up, gripping his Sunstone Staff, and cracked his knuckles. “Where is he?”

“Aladra Library, I believe.” Before the young wizard took off, Jed gripped his robe. He looked back at her. “Good luck, Tee.” He nodded, and ran out the door of the Questing Guild. He jumped in the air, clicking his heels, and continued on his way to Aladra.

“Kids these days,” Elyon said, before returning to her work. “He’s quite cute though.”

Jedoi blushed. “Shut up,” she spat at Elyon before turning to leave.


***


Tee made his way to the Aladran Library and burst into the doors. He heard an exasperated sigh at the desk near the double doors. Turning, he saw Lydia the head Librarian. She looked disappointedly at his staff. Noticing the pulsating flames off the Sunstone, and the blue flames that curled off of his cloak, he nervously smiled at the Librarian. “If you set one book on fire, Mister, I’ll beat you senseless.”

Gulping, Tee answered with a rushed, “yes Ma’am.”

Turning around, Tee noticed the Library was empty, save for him, Lydia, and a strange skeleton in the corner. He stepped past the skeleton, but didn’t expect it to move. “You must be Tee.”

Tee jumped back in surprise. “Gah!”

The skeleton shook his head. “It’s Gab, actually.” He stuck out a bony hand, the pearl white fingers cracking with every shift of a knuckle. “Nice to meet you.”

Tee reluctantly took his hand, afraid it would snap off the joints at Gab’s wrist at any point and he’d be left holding an extra hand.

“Yeah, I’m Tee. Nice to meet you.”

Gab laughed. “I’ll hand it to you [A/N: be prepared for a lot of skeleton/bone puns :>], you’re actually quite calm about this. Yes, it appears that I’m a skeleton. Oh well.”

Tee gulped nervously. Clearing his throat, he asked what was on his mind. “You said you could help me in my quest for Wither Skulls?”

“Ahh, yes, I can help you get the heads of my brethren, but I must do some excavation first, and I’d love to have a travel buddy of sorts.”

“Right...well, lead the way?”

“So you’ll come with me, then?”

Tee shook his head. “Does it look like I have much of a choice?”

“Fair point. But remember child, you always have a choice.”

With that, Gabrosen walked out the door of the Library and Tee obediently followed.

The pair made their way to The North Star, the ship bound for Kalros. Waving hello to Olrik, the spokesperson and captain of the Kalrosian ship, they stepped aboard and awaited departure. As they sailed, the air chilled with the ice that nearly hung in the sky. Sticking out a hand, Tee admired the snowflakes that fell, reminded of his nearby home of Auru. Getting off at port, Tee expected them to travel North towards his town, but Gab tugged on the hood of his cloak and pointed East. “Towards Arvik?” Tee asked. He’d yet to be to the town that held the power in the Asmund Alliance. Any excuse to see the fabled town, Tee would take.

Gab shook his head, but said nothing. He took off at a brisk pace, and Tee had to half run to keep up with him. Weaving through the thicket of dark oak trees, Tee and Gab made their way through the Roofed Forest. Occasionally a small siren would go off as a nearby radar was alerted of Gab’s presence, but he seemed calm about it and just get walking. Tee was frightened by the sound, every time, but he knew he was in allied territory. Nothing could go wrong, right?

Continuing on, they passed the town of Silverhand. Gab sneered at the poor shacks that had recently been set up. Tee had heard mixed opinions about them, but tried not to pay them much attention until he met them personally. Sure, they had set up close to Arvik, and, because they didn’t swear their loyalty to Asmund yet, they were in a very tactical position to cut off Arvik from all of it’s territory and claims. Tee understood that it must be hard to set up a new town in Loka: with everything having to sway in either the side of the Covenant or Asmund, there wasn’t much wiggle room to make your own decisions around here. Tee felt bad. He had joined Auru, one of the oldest towns on Loka, and would never have to know the pain of setting up infrastructure, political power, and guild systems of a new town. He couldn’t imagine what the “old days” were like, before the Covenant and Asmund were at war, but apparently it was a grand old time, according to some of the elders around this place.

Gab still marched on, and, while stuck in his own thoughts, Tee had fallen behind. “You might want to catch up if you ever want those skulls of yours!”

Tee sighed, but picked up the pace anyways. Going another mile Northeast or so, Gab held out a hand. Looking at him quizzically, Tee was about to asked why they stopped. Gab put up a solemn finger to his deformed lip to hush him.


Tee, glancing around the corner of a tall and solid, dark oak tree, noticed a small glass dome, and a stone brick base. Gab stepped out of the shadows, and made his way inside. Tee, obediently following, looked around curiously to see an empty shell of what might’ve been a nomad’s house.

“Well.” Gab started. “We’re here!”

Tee looked around disappointedly. “Here? Where’s here?”

Gab grabbed Tee by the head, and made him look straight down. How he hadn’t noticed it before, Tee wouldn’t be sure, but he stood atop a glass platform that showed a large pit, dug straight down to the planet’s core. There was only one meter separating Tee from where he stood to a two-hundred meter drop, and it petrified him. Gab, pulling him back into control, pointed at a ladder that lead down the side of the shaft.

“You want me to go down that thing?”

“Please. I must insist. Ladies first.”


***


Jedoi angrily marched through Auru. She was so flustered with what Elyon had said, that she needed to clear her head. Forcing herself to get a grip, she made a mental checklist of things that had to be done around the town.

Realizing that nothing could be done in her current state of mind, she made a checklist of stuff that Tee would need for the Wither fight: a place to fight it, a decent sword, soulsand. Soulsand! How did she forget soulsand?

Rummaging in her house, she grabbed an iron spade out of one of her chests and made her way to the town portal. Arriving in Aladra, she ran towards the Nether ship, hoping to catch it before it left. Waltzing past the shadowy figure that housed the ship, Zevran, she jumped aboard and awaited departure. Unlike the other ships that travelled naturally, no one knew how the Harbinger of Flame made it to Hell. However, five minutes later, she had arrived, and she instantly regretted her decision. Just like Garama, the heat was unbearable, and beads of sweat started pouring off her skin. Already she missed home, and of course the wall of monsters before her didn’t help. Gripping her trusty sword, The Wolf Rallier’s Blade, she charged the mobs, running them through. All around her, Blazes fell, and Ghasts keeled over. She tried not to pay the odd deformities referred to as Zombie Pigmen much attention: the less aggravation she could have riding on her tail, the better.

She made her way East, nearly falling into several lava pits and a giant ravine that would’ve broken her legs and definitely would’ve killed her.

Making her way farther East, her foot started sinking into the ground. Looking down, she noticed that her foot didn’t just sink into some not-so-solid ground, but the ground was actually pulling her in like quicksand. The tortured screams of those stuck in the Nether, never to be seen again, reverberated inside of her mind. Covering her ears did nothing, but at least she tried. Remembering the spade, she tried to dig herself out of the brown substance, but only added to the wailing and screeching inside her mind as she inevitably split the lost souls into two. As she moved some sand away, more filled in it’s place. She was sucked into the small pit, and the soulsand threatened to pour into her mouth and nose, flooding her lungs and killing her of asphyxiation. Sure, the Artifact had saved her time and time again, but could it save her from this?

With one last, desperate push, she shot her hand up into the air, before disappearing from the world together. She started to lose consciousness as the lost souls engulfed her. She couldn’t tell if the searing sharp pain on her wrist was the first thing to go from her life, or if something had latched on to her.

With a muffled heave, she heard her assistance struggle as she was pulled up out of the pit. Being pulled completely out of the ground, her assistant was thrown off balance, and she landed on top of him or her. Getting a better view of who had just saved her life, she saw the ever present smirk of a certain Cryptite.

“Hello, Jedoi.”

“Crypt! You just-” she started, but was cut off by Crypt’s hand brushing her off.

“I can’t bare to see my Guardian be killed, now can I?”

Jed blushed, but stood up quickly and brushed herself off. Gathering her blade and spade, she helped Crypt to his feet. “I suppose so. Thank you for that.”

He smiled, the turned around slowly. “So what are you doing in Hell anyways? I thought Guardians didn’t believe in an afterlife, seeing as how they never die.”

“Very funny, Crypt. No, I need soulsand for something back at Auru.”

“And you weren’t paying attention, were you? I expect better from you Jed!”

“Hey, that’s no fair! It’s dark here and soulsand is so hard to see anyways…”

“I know,” Cryptite finally responded. “I’m just pulling your tail.” He smirked again, but snatched the spade out of her hand. Digging deep into the pit, Cryptite heaved a large chuck of sand out of the ground. Attempting to hold open a pouch that would hold the contents and cover her ears at the same time was no easy feat, but in the end, Crypt and Jed stood triumphantly holding a large bag full of squirming contents as the lost souls tried to burst out of their silken prison.

“Wither fight?” Cryptite asked.

“Wither fight,” Jedoi stated, as she let out a massive sigh. Now she just had to find a place to fight the damned thing.


***


Tee nearly jumped off the ladder as he reached the bottom of the giant fissure. Gabrosen slipped down the sides of the ladder, and landed with a thud, nearly using Tee as a cushion to break his fall. Inspecting his bony hands, Gabrosen frowned, a peculiar face for the face of a skeleton. “Damn. It appears I’ve gotten a few splinters.” He started plucking the wood pieces from his hands, and Tee had to look away because he nearly puked from the grotesque sight.

Glancing around, Tee noticed that this long shaft didn’t just lead to nothing: there was a large hallway running both North and South. There were small offshoots on either side, and there was a staircase that led ever farther down. Gabrosen took off, checking the abandoned buildings with a certain resolve, like he was looking for something. He rummaged through the dusty and decaying chests that filled the place. Tee looked on with amazement. What is this place? he thought. A ruin of some kind?

As if reading his thoughts somehow, Gab replied from around the corner. “It’s an old, abandoned town set beneath the ground. Go take a look around, I shouldn’t be much longer.”

Tee nodded, but stayed relatively close to Gabrosen. He paced back and forth, inspecting the crumbling walls and signs of infrastructure that someone had spent months, maybe years, trying to build and organize. This was an actual city, holding the brilliance, history, members, excitement, and all! Something like this was someone’s Auru to him, and that amazed him. He stood in the center of history, and he couldn’t wrap his mind around it. He stood before a wall that was stuck in time, who knows how many others knew this was here!

While he was reminiscing, he heard a ghoulish sound from around the corner. I know Gab is a skeleton and all, Tee thought, but no skeleton sounds like that.

A screech pierced the silent air as zombies and skeletons alike flooded the corridor around him.

“Damn it!” Tee shouted as he drew his blade from his side. He chased the undead horde back to where he had come, surely where Gab was still hunting for his fabled object. Sure, it was a frightening experience, but it felt exhilarating to sever heads from the bodies of zombies, or random bones from the rib cages of skeletons. He gutted several of them, quickly retracting his sword each time as he lead deeper into the crowd. He tried looking over the mass of undead to find his skeleton acquaintance, but to no avail. Tee cursed under his breathe, but thought fast. “Gab!” he shouted into the air.

“What?” Tee heard in return.

“Get down!”

After hearing a scramble of bones and a loud crash to the ground, Tee grabbed his Sunstone Staff, as it loyally hung at his side. Gripping it tight and pointing it forward, he felt the immense heat radiating from the Sunstone and bouncing off the walls of the tunnel.

“Incendio!”

Tee wasn’t sure where the word had come from, but something scratched his brain to chant the spell. Wave after wave of fire spilled forth before him, flooding the corridor and instantly smelting all of the stone and iron in the hallway. He heard the squealing of zombies as their flesh smoldered and turned to ash and the rattling of bones as they crashed to the floor.

After the flames dissipated, Tee heard the far off rattling of more bones and he saw Gab standing before him. “Tee?” His voice was little more than an echo to Tee. “That was awesome! How did you do that?”

Tee stumbled backwards, not paying attention to Gab.

“Tee! Hey! You listening to me?” Alas, Tee was not. Gab tried to shake Tee awake, but snapped back. “Ouch! Tee, you’re skin is burning up! What happened?”

Tee heard the rumbling of the stones above. Apparently, in his burnout, he had burnt the structural support that flimsily held up the small cave, and now it was coming down on top of them. He turned to Gab; they had to get out of there fast, before they were crushed.

“How do skeletons feel pain?”

With that, Tee blacked out.


***


Jedoi marched North, a snowstorm blowing against her relentlessly, however, she trekked on. She passed the Town Generator that hosted the glorious Battle of Wolf Fortress. She looked on sadly, reminded about the fight and the loses both sides faced because of it. The chill settled deeper into her bones, and she continued on.

Clearing another snowy mountain, she came acrossed the Ice Taiga. There was a flat expanse of land, so she pulled out an iron spade and pick and set to work. Sloping down cautiously, Jed cleared out a large, open room, big enough to fit the monstrous Wither, and far enough away from civilization that it couldn’t possibly destroy anything. Wiping the sweat from her brow, she sat back and laughed. If Tee could kill this monster, he would be a Knight. An official Knight. To her knowledge, that was the fastest anyone had become a Knight, but she was happy for him. He showed potential for Auru, and she considered that he might make a good lord. Leaning against the wall of the small clearing she had made, she slowly fell asleep. No reason to waste the time to rest, when Tee was still off adventuring with Gabriel.


***


Tee woke up in a massive room. As far as he could tell, he was still underground...or worse.

“Am I dead?”

He heard a laugh from behind him.

“Of course not, kid! You know the Artifact would never let you die!”

Looking up, Tee saw the smirk of a skeleton standing over him. Well, he thought, if he was dead, Gab was there...that must mean he was in his own personal hell.

“Get up, we’ve got more exploring to do.”

“Yes sir.”

Tee looked around the massive chasm, an empty expanse of space, sparsely decorated and void of defining details. There were few chests scattered around the room, but as Gab searched them, Tee knew they were either empty or full of useless junk. As Gab continued searching, Tee marveled at the expanse set before him. He noticed the fluctuating amounts of monsters flooding the cave, but he dealt with them quickly with the use of his iron blade. He was surprised, however, of how fast he was regaining strength after just having his burnout. Was that because of the Artifact? Tee thought.

No matter the reason, Tee fought on, until Gab surprised him with a low holler. “I got it, we can leave!”

Gabrosen ran off, down a long hallway that lead to what might’ve been a farm. Tee, following him, then swimming up a steep incline of water, found himself just below the surface. Digging out a small hole for the two of them, Gab pulled Tee up out of the ground, and looked before him. “Well, this is where our journey ends, it appears.” He pulled out a small vial of green dust and held it before him.

“What’s that?” Tee questioned.

“Our way back to Aladra.”

“Oh cool! How does it work?”

Gab looked back at his companion but, despite the lack of eyes, Tee saw something dark and cold in the empty sockets. “Sorry, but there’s only enough for one person.” Another smirk and a sharp, cold bite into Tee’s stomach, and a moment later, Tee realized he was dying on the ground with an iron blade sticking out of him. Blood was spewing out of both his stomach and mouth, as the light of his life faded before him. Gab walked up and gave a short salute. Crushing the vial and saying in a far off voice, Gab spoke, “See you on the other side, my friend!”

With that, Tee was dead.

Opening his eyes again, Tee found himself in Aladra, with a bit of a headache, and a sore stomach. Reaching down, he noticed that his wound had instantly cauterized, and the skin was already patching itself back together. Panicking, Tee found the Sunstone Staff still loyally hanging by his side, and the iron blade still strapped to his back. Sighing in relief, he turned to find Gab staring back at him.

“Dying, see! That wasn’t so bad, now was it?”

“Easy for you to say. You were on the other side of the pointed stick!”

Gab heartily laughed, but shrugged it off anyways. He pulled out three, deformed, dusty, black skulls from a small backpack he had slung at his side. “Well, kid, you earned these. Now then, go run along with your girlfriend. I’m sure she could help you out with this.”

Tee blushed and became as stiff as a board. He tried to complain about what Gab said, but with a whistle and a wave, he was already marching away to Crypt know’s where.

Feeling a cool breeze, Tee found that he was no longer in Aladra, but in the Ice Taiga north of Auru. Turning around, he saw a focusing Jedoi.

“Jed!”

She jumped back in surprise. “Apparently it worked. You’ve appeared!”

“Aye, apparently I have.”

Turning again, Tee saw the deformed mound of Soulsand. Placing the skulls on it, the whole room started glowing brightly. Shielding his eyes, Tee gripped his Sunstone Staff tightly. Returning his gaze, he saw the monster before him. It glared at him, but he stared back, determination blazing in his eyes.

“You want to dance? Let’s dance!”

He lunged at the monster, and dug his blade into its face. It knocked him off and blew him to the wall. Although Tee didn’t know it, Jed was chiding himself to stay out of the fight. She knew this was Tee’s fight, after all, so let him fight it.

Nodding to her reassuringly, he cast some fireballs into the thick flesh, and noticed it seemed to wince in pain. Keeping up with the fire, he pushed it into a corner, and continued to burn it. Then, Tee had a better idea. The Wither launched explosive Wither heads at Tee, but Tee stood his ground. He took his iron blade and placed it before the flames. The iron heated up to a bright orange color. Twisting it in his hand approvingly, Tee glared back at the Wither.

He ran towards it, plunging the blade far into its body. With a loud squeal, the Wither keeled over and began to die. Tee plunged his hand deep into the decaying flesh, and pulled out the sought after heart of the Wither: a Nether Star. The four-pronged star radiated a brilliant light, and pulsated a certain aura off of it. Gripping it with care, Tee turned back to Jedoi.

Holding out her hand, she said, “back to Auru, aye?”

“Aye.”

A quick travel later, and they found themselves standing in the heart of The Spire. Gathering the glass and obsidian they needed, Jed and Tee crafted a beacon. Tee gripped it tightly, and together they waltzed into the Questing Guild, pride in her apprentice flooding Jed’s face, and satisfaction flooding Tee’s.

He placed the beacon before Elyon and beamed with happiness.

“Congratulations,” she said solemnly. “Five-hundred prestige, and the title of Knight.”

Tee smiled. He had done it. He had finally done it.


***


Jed smiled at her apprentice, and gripped Wolf Rallier’s Blade as it loosely hung at her side.

“Tee, please bow down.”

Obediently, he followed her instructions. She felt heat rising to her cheeks, not because of Sunstone Staff, as he stooped below her.

As cautiously as she could, as to not cut off one of his ears, Jed brought the sword down upon each of Tee’s shoulders.

“Chronicler Tee Alduin of Auru! You have shown great dedication to the Aurulian and Asmundian cause! With great dedication, you have managed to overcome an obstacle not many have achieved before you! With the power invested in me, High King Jedoi Talongon-Avalos, I now pronounce you, an official Knight of Auru!”
 

Xovious

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Short Author’s Note: This won’t have the full length of a chapter, but for lore reasons, it must be included. Introducing Chapter 3.75!


Chapter 3.75: The Rise of Draekonfell


“You’re doing what now!?” Jed screamed.

Xovious tried to calm her down, but no amount of soothing nor bracing himself could prepare him for the wrath he was about to feel. “I’m leaving Auru. You and I both know how dangerous the Covenant Alliance is. Something needs to be done about them as they are growing increasingly stronger. I figured, with Aurulian help, we could set up the base camp Draekonfell over there, and attack the Ascalon Continent from within. If we can cut right through the middle of Ascalon, Eldritch loses control to over half of its territory, and we could potentially win this war.”

Jed shook her head, but ultimately understood that what Xov had said made perfect sense. She sighed. “Who are you taking with you?”

“As of right now, Thanatos, Bambi, Falksi, and Nollo. The five of us will set up the preparations for a town and then I’m sure more will fall in behind us.”

Jedoi shook her head, but saw the concerned and determined look in Xovious’ eyes. Looking up, on the Southern Steps, she saw the four loyal town members that Xovious had mentioned, and knew they would be a great fit as allies overseas. She looked left and saw the familiar sight of a young wizard and his pet wolf walk towards her. She grinned as she saw how happy he was as he gripped the Sunstone Staff tightly, and how equally happy his wolf was too.

He neared the small group and exchanged his greetings. “What’s going on here, why does everyone look so grim?”

Xovious turned to Jedoi. “I want to take him with me.”

Jedoi snapped back to look at Xovious. “Absolutely not!”

“Jed, I don’t think you understand. His ability to write and strategize, do you understand how much potential he has to head a great city in Ascalon to bring down Eldritch?”

“I don’t care! You’re already taking so many Aurulians from me that I know and love, but I won’t let you touch my apprentice. Absolutely not, this is the end of discussion.”

Jedoi turned, but heard anger rising in Xovious’ voice as she did so. “You don’t understand what we’re going to be going through! You don’t know how hard it’s going to be! I need him can’t you see?”

“No. And that’s my final answer.”

“You son of a-!” She heard the sharp sound of steel cutting across hardened leather. She embraced for her death, but knew the Artifact would just bring her back. She figured her death would allow Xovious to vent some of his anger before he left, so she allowed him to go through with it...except the sharp pain of a blade running through her never came. Instead, she heard a thick thump and looked behind her incredulously. The young wizard had stuck out a forearm and caught the blade as it sunk into his bone. Already the Artifact was trying to stitch his skin back together and repair all of the severed tendons, but with a sword deep into his arm, there was no way it was possible. Jedoi noticed how angry Tee looked, and how, somehow, it was fighting against the pain he felt. He turned towards Xovious with a dark look in his eyes.

“Leave,” was the only word that came out of his mouth. Jed heard the low growling of Tenebris, but she placed a hand on the dog’s head to stop him from pouncing. There was a gasp of surprise as what happened finally registered for everyone, but no one knew how to react.

“Tee, I’m so-” Xov started but was cut off by getting the air knocked out of him.

Tee drove his shoulder into Xov’s chest, inevitably driving the sword deeper into his wounds. The collision knocked all of the air out of Xov and made him tumble to the ground. With one quick swoop, Tee pointed the tip of his Sunstone Staff to Xov’s throat. The midmorning sun caught on the tip of the gemstone and made it seem ablaze. Of course, it didn’t help that actual flames were dancing around the tip of Sunstone, threatening to incinerate the War Guild leader.

“You know I’d do anything for you, Xov. I admire you as both a man of integrity and power. You know you can ask for Auru’s help all you want, and we can still be allies, but my loyalties lie here in Auru, and because of that, you will not dare touch my new High King. Now then, I won’t say it again: leave.”

Xov gulped, but had no say in the matter. He stumbled out of the reach of the Sunstone Staff. Tee bravely pulled out the sword from his arm, but winced with pain. He turned, shooting Xovious one last dark glance, and tossed it to the floor. He looked at his nearby group of onlookers, giving them a glare as if egging them on to challenge him in what he’d said or done. Everyone took a step back, not wanting to bother the inhuman thing that stood before them.

As Xovious ran off, Tee turned back to Jed. Jed felt her cheeks ablaze, hotter than any flame that the Sunstone Staff could ever produce. Tee knelt before her, placing the Sunstone Staff on the ground. Tenebris tried to lick his face and Tee merely laughed, pointed at the ground, and patted the loyal dog’s head when it when prone to it’s stomach, understanding the situation it was in.

“Your Majesty.”

“Tee,” Jedoi mumbled as her voice cracked and tears started forming at the edges of her eyes. She noticed several other loyal Aurulians, even some of those that were leaving for Draekonfell, were kneeling before her. She wiped at her eyes and tried to clear the lump that had formed in her throat. She coughed once and looked back to her town members. She had so much history with each and every one of them, and was making even more history with those that stood by her side. She looked each of them in the eyes before she said anything. “All rise!” All of the Aurulians stood up at attention, each one brandishing some form of weapon in salute.

“Aurulians! We are brave together, but it seems our time has come to see ourselves off! We have, with the help of Arvik and our other allies in Kalros, liberated the North! Now, we move to the West! To Ascalon, we ride, over seas and mountains we must make valiant efforts in every stride! Who’s with me?”

“Huzzah!” Several members shouted.

“Draekonfellian’s! Today is not a day for doubts nor regrets! Here in Auru you have learned to fight and care for each other well, and I guarantee that experience will suit you well when push comes to shove! Go forth to Ascalon and make us proud!”

“Huzzah!”

“Now then, dear Aurulians, please help the Drakonfellian’s move all of their gear into crates and bring them through the town portal. Today is the today we gain a strong foothold in the West, to bring down Eldritch, and, more importantly, gain an even stronger ally!”

“Huzzah!” With that, several members of both Auru and Draekonfell ran off to start packing gear.

Ben, Dero, Iyo, and Commander came running down the steps and knelt before her. Laz obediently followed behind them, but refused to bow down. Instead, she curtly nodded, and that more in the world to Jed than she could ever ask for. She looked upon the small group she had gathered before her: her loyalist members, and she genuinely cried. They all showed concern for her tears, but she reassured them they were tears of joy. Here she had the people around her she knew she could love and trust most. Those that would remain true to Auru, and those that would serve her well. Nothing changed that these were her friend...except maybe one thing:

She was High King.

Wait wait wait, you think I'd run away and get the air knocked out of me that easily?! Nor would I ever attack Jed, I'm insulted ;-; making me look bad D;
 
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