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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 2162657" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Drinking Deeply from the Chalice of Midnight - Part 5: An Ill Friend</strong></p><p></p><p>The man was a Sarishan, identical to the others they saw in the courtyard with the exception of sigils. The sigils on his forearms had faded to just his wrists and the palms of his hands. He had slumped to his knees. Quintus had one hand on his back.</p><p></p><p>“Easy, old father,” he said. “What are you doing here?”</p><p></p><p>“I should ask you the same question,” he said weakly. “Why have you traveled to this doomed sphere? Are you from my beloved Empire?”</p><p></p><p>Quintus blinked. “Yes, we are. Are you from Coryan?”</p><p></p><p>The old man coughed. “I was once Clodius val’Mehan, high priest of the Lord Sarish, proud citizen of the Empire and former prelate of the province of Canceri.”</p><p></p><p>“Was?” asked Vlad.</p><p></p><p>Clodius slid further, and Quintus gently rested his head on the ground. “That’s right, dear child, I died in the year 368 I.C.”</p><p></p><p>Ilmarė crossed her arms. “And I suppose you are a favored soul.”</p><p></p><p>“I was rewarded with the chance to further my Lord’s cause,” said Clodius. “I was given this body and sent here to try and save this sphere from ultimate annihilation.”</p><p></p><p>“But you did not reach Illiir’s Grace,” said Quintus with a frown.</p><p></p><p>“No, I suppose I am not yet pure enough to bask in the glory of the Gods,” said Clodius. “I was attended to by one of our Lord’s many Valinor.”</p><p></p><p>“You all look alike to me,” said Ilmarė, peering out a window. </p><p></p><p>Clodius managed a weak smile. “We were given perfect form as our original bodies belong to Neroth and His worms now. This form is stronger than my body ever was in life. It houses our spirit, so that we may do the tasks given to us.” He was overcome by a fit of shivers.</p><p></p><p>“Quintus,” said Ilmarė.</p><p></p><p>“Easy, easy,” Quintus said to Clodius. “Your task in this form is nearly at an end. I am sure this time you will be embraced to Illiir’s bosom.” </p><p></p><p>“The tide has broken. The forces of Entropy are advancing. You must flee while you can…” </p><p></p><p>Quintus put one hand on Clodius’ forehead. “May Illiir bless you and keep you. Pass in peace.”</p><p></p><p>“Quintus,” said Ilmarė again.</p><p></p><p>There was a long, shuddering sigh, and then the body that was once the vessel for Clodius lay still.</p><p></p><p>“Quintus!”</p><p></p><p>“Yes,” he said, rising. “What is it?”</p><p></p><p>Ilmarė was pointing out the window. The roiling black cloud now moved with purpose, spiraling in a funnel towards the tower. </p><p></p><p>“It’s time to go!”</p><p></p><p>“Agreed,” said Quintus. He picked up his spear and shield. “We have to get to the balcony. Go!”</p><p></p><p>Ilmarė skidded onto the balcony, with Quintus and Vlad close behind. Outside, they could hear the roars of the Entropy-beings as they floated closer. </p><p></p><p>Quintus crushed the sandstone and sprinkled it in the air. A magic circle appeared, rippling before them.</p><p></p><p>“Vlad, go!” shouted Quintus.</p><p></p><p>Vlad plunged through the portal. The roaring became deafening as the black cloud spiraled closer and closer.</p><p></p><p>“Ilmarė, go!”</p><p></p><p>“You go first!” Ilmarė said.</p><p></p><p>Quintus blinked. </p><p></p><p>“Fine,” she said, “we’ll both go.” She grabbed hold of his arm and they both jumped through just as a swipe of a wicked claw sliced through the circle.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 2162657, member: 3285"] [b]Drinking Deeply from the Chalice of Midnight - Part 5: An Ill Friend[/b] The man was a Sarishan, identical to the others they saw in the courtyard with the exception of sigils. The sigils on his forearms had faded to just his wrists and the palms of his hands. He had slumped to his knees. Quintus had one hand on his back. “Easy, old father,” he said. “What are you doing here?” “I should ask you the same question,” he said weakly. “Why have you traveled to this doomed sphere? Are you from my beloved Empire?” Quintus blinked. “Yes, we are. Are you from Coryan?” The old man coughed. “I was once Clodius val’Mehan, high priest of the Lord Sarish, proud citizen of the Empire and former prelate of the province of Canceri.” “Was?” asked Vlad. Clodius slid further, and Quintus gently rested his head on the ground. “That’s right, dear child, I died in the year 368 I.C.” Ilmarė crossed her arms. “And I suppose you are a favored soul.” “I was rewarded with the chance to further my Lord’s cause,” said Clodius. “I was given this body and sent here to try and save this sphere from ultimate annihilation.” “But you did not reach Illiir’s Grace,” said Quintus with a frown. “No, I suppose I am not yet pure enough to bask in the glory of the Gods,” said Clodius. “I was attended to by one of our Lord’s many Valinor.” “You all look alike to me,” said Ilmarė, peering out a window. Clodius managed a weak smile. “We were given perfect form as our original bodies belong to Neroth and His worms now. This form is stronger than my body ever was in life. It houses our spirit, so that we may do the tasks given to us.” He was overcome by a fit of shivers. “Quintus,” said Ilmarė. “Easy, easy,” Quintus said to Clodius. “Your task in this form is nearly at an end. I am sure this time you will be embraced to Illiir’s bosom.” “The tide has broken. The forces of Entropy are advancing. You must flee while you can…” Quintus put one hand on Clodius’ forehead. “May Illiir bless you and keep you. Pass in peace.” “Quintus,” said Ilmarė again. There was a long, shuddering sigh, and then the body that was once the vessel for Clodius lay still. “Quintus!” “Yes,” he said, rising. “What is it?” Ilmarė was pointing out the window. The roiling black cloud now moved with purpose, spiraling in a funnel towards the tower. “It’s time to go!” “Agreed,” said Quintus. He picked up his spear and shield. “We have to get to the balcony. Go!” Ilmarė skidded onto the balcony, with Quintus and Vlad close behind. Outside, they could hear the roars of the Entropy-beings as they floated closer. Quintus crushed the sandstone and sprinkled it in the air. A magic circle appeared, rippling before them. “Vlad, go!” shouted Quintus. Vlad plunged through the portal. The roaring became deafening as the black cloud spiraled closer and closer. “Ilmarė, go!” “You go first!” Ilmarė said. Quintus blinked. “Fine,” she said, “we’ll both go.” She grabbed hold of his arm and they both jumped through just as a swipe of a wicked claw sliced through the circle. [/QUOTE]
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