A new Memorial......

Started by Mina, July 11, 2008, 08:12:09 PM

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Mina

 Mina, Queen of Hero's and proud leader of the Felucca Warriors led the brave hunting party on towards Skara Brae. Strange tales were rising of elements gone crazy in the town, Some had said of a strange prince claiming rule over the town....But they were all put down to crazy bantering of homeless souls and tramps. Surely no-one would be mad enough to believe such childish tales of monsters, But many a strange happening has happened of late. The recovered gateway to Felucca has  opened many possibilities for the dark and abnormal creatures that roam there. Still,  Mina decided that it had to be checked out, The people of Skara Brae may need the Felucca Warriors help.
Gathering her troops, the Queen's Protectors. A newly formed brigade of her army consisting of her finest Druids and Strongest warriors. She enrolled the help of Aador, one of the best War Generals available to the lands and onward they marched, onward to Skara.
All seemed well upon reaching the mountain pass just outside Britain. The troops were fresh and eager for battle. To wet their swords along the road they had planned to slaughter the blood wolfs on the other side of the pass. What was to happen would be a different story altogether...

The battle was swift, ferocious, all had gone to plan. The blood wolfs were destroyed. Only the blood wolf spirit was left, to roam in agony at the loss of its children. Lady Morwen warned of a strange sensation....as in expectation of impending doom or destruction. Her warning came at an opportune moment. The Queen's Protectors had cleaned their blades, tended to wounds and were ready to face any foes that challenged them.  That was the moment the deadly imp appeared, spiting its poison towards them. General Aador advanced on it, weapon drawn at the ready. He engaged in battle with the deadly imp while the queens protectors fired their heal spells and cast death spells upon the enemy. The battle raged and the fight was drawing to an end, but it was not to end there....out of the mist raged an almighty roar....a petrifying sound that shrank the soul of any warrior...a roar so load that it seemed impossible to have come from any creature known. Then it appeared before them....a strange creature that looked half dragon and half demonic abomination. A fierce dragon indeed. It spat fireballs into the meelee and warriors fell to its blasts. It charged into the fray biting at everything and spraying fire all around. The deadly imp fell as Aador plunged his sword deep through its body. But he could not dismiss the fierce dragon, The dragon bellowed more fire...hotter than a million hearths...burning the fighting warriors where they stood. Its fire was so hot that the fallen bodies were turned into rock and melded with the ground. With her troops falling all around her, Mina went to her knees and prayed to her skyguds for help, for the strength to defeat her foes.......A strange mist enveloped the battle and all fell silent.   
  Mina rubbed her eyes gently..as if waking up from a deep sleep in the realm of dreams. The fierce dragon was nowhere to be seen, Aador and her Protectors were also stirring and rising up from the ground. Before them stood two shimmering bodies, one hovering like an angel the other snarling like a devil. It was the Skyguds Acacia and Alaric. Acacia simply smiled and wished them luck in their journey, while Alaric smiled his sheppish grin and muttered "good fight, you did well". Then in an instant...they were gone.
   Everyone was standing, amazingly none had died, none were injured. The Skyguds had truly saved them and resurrected the warriors that had fallen. But there before them stood a momentous site.  All of the bodies that fell...burned into the ground by the fierce dragon were still there. Moulded into rock by the searing heat...with only the elements and time able to move them now.  Mina muttered to her fellow warriors, Here lies a memorial site now. To the memory of all who fall in these lands, and all who strive to protect those who dare pass, To the Felluca Warriors and their Brave heroes.
  With that, they continued their march on Skara to depose the foul prince that they say reigns there.