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<blockquote data-quote="Jon Potter" data-source="post: 5012193" data-attributes="member: 2323"><p><strong>[PLAIN][Realms #497] Jumping the Shark[/PLAIN]</strong></p><p></p><p>Her heart fluttered wildly within her chest as Ledare looked around, trying to make sense of where she was. She was standing on a large flat rock that seemed suspended in an unearthly expanse of silver mists. An enormous ebony figure floated nearby, dominating the sky.</p><p></p><p>This had not been a conscious jump - no portal or spell this time. She registered the presence of other figures in the near distance, but was distracted by the crimson color of blood on her robes and hands. She tasted that blood on her lips. Del's blood and suddenly her knees buckled and she sank to the ground. What had gone wrong? She needed time to think.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Maleko sighed contentedly, awash with a sense of relief from the his experiences in the Cavern of the Self. He took a deep, cleansing breath and smiled. Guilt had been lifted off of him for his actions of the past and his heart threatened to soar right out of his chest. No matter what he had done it seemed - surrender or hide - his steward would have died. And if he'd tried to combat the bandits... Well, an attack on the caravan would likely have resulted in even more deaths. So he was relieved and felt happy about what he'd learned in the test.</p><p></p><p>A soft cry to his left drew his attention and he saw a figure on the ground nearby. She was dressed in robes that should have been brilliant white but were instead splattered with the bright red of fresh arterial blood. She was propped up on hands and knees, her disheveled auburn hair hanging loose about her face which was, he saw twisted into a look of anguish that-</p><p></p><p>He stopped, not quite believing what he was seeing. It was Ledare Eelsof'faw</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>The polite sound of a throat being cleared drew Ledare back to the present - whichever present that now was. Instinctively, her hand groped the air at her side where her sword should have been. But of course it wasn't there. She struggled to rise, but felt dizzy and thought better of it. So, with an utter loss of presence, Ledare stared at the well-dressed elf as he approached. A flicker of recognition ignited in her brain and then went dead. The effort of remembering was a heavy, burdensome task - like moving through the sludge of the swamps near Byr. </p><p></p><p>"Are you hurt?" the elf addressed her, stopping a few paces away. He had lustrous dark brown hair and eyes that (like her own) were the bright color of polished copper. His face was kind, and though he wore an ornate longsword at his hip, his arms and hands did not seem the arms and hands of a swordsman.</p><p></p><p>"Are you injured?" he asked again, trying to coax a reply from her through his body language. Ledare could not form the answer and so shook her head slightly. With a colossal effort, she pushed recent events into a corner of her mind and tried to focus on this place. She looked beyond the elf and registered the large black shape of the giant, its luminous skin reflecting the strange twinkling lights of the astral plane. Another figure stood on the ground nearby and as he turned toward her Ledare's breath caught in her chest and disbelief filled her. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>"Maleko? We need to get moving," Morier commanded. He cast a look up at the giant, shuddering at the coldness that seemed to emanate from its dark body. The bleak finality of cemeteries, tombs, and funeral shrouds surrounded the huge figure. "I don't think this guardian thing is one to let us hang around and chat for -"</p><p></p><p>He saw Ledare and stopped, agog. Morier had been certain that he didn't really have the ability to change things in his own past - that he was acting in a vacuum. But here was proof to the contrary. Ledare. Alive. The reaction on her face mirrored his own emotions and they stared at one another across the Astral plane.</p><p></p><p>"I think we three are the only ones to pass the test," Maleko announced, breaking the stunned silence.</p><p></p><p>"Test?" Ledare managed to croak and the elf nodded.</p><p></p><p>"Yes, we all went into-" he started to explain and Morier cut him off.</p><p></p><p>"Ledare! What- How- " he struggled, but the questions died on his lips. Died. He looked up at the giant again, meeting its inscrutable gaze. The black gulfs of its eyes seemed to take in everything, but offered nothing in return. They were the cold, dark eyes of death itself. Morier tore himself away from the twin abysses and looked at his remaining companions.</p><p></p><p>"We need to go. Now," he said, forcing all his questions aside. "If the others were coming out, they would have. We can talk about what happened in the Cavern once we're underway."</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Ledare followed the pair numbly. She had no armor, no weapons, and could find no clear path of reason with which to explain how the fates had landed her here. She whispered a prayer to Flor for guidance and plodded along toward what Morier described as the God Isles. What might have been the glimmer of a response presented itself as the slow realization that this party still epitomized the struggle against Aphyx, however uniquely. And so, in that sense, she belonged here now. </p><p></p><p>She stole glances at her companions from time to time as they flew almost certain now that the elf was familiar. Yet she couldn't quite place him. It was Morier who seemed truly foreign despite the fact that he looked exactly as she last remembered seeing him. He did not, however, appear to have any of the characteristics of the strange doppelganger she remembered encountering with Feln during the Air Walk so long ago. It had been following that bitter fight between the two Moriers that the true Morier had vanished. And it had only been because of his mysterious ability to alter the weather that she and Feln had been able to finish the quest successfully. She had never seen him again until now and had always assumed him dead. Was this the same man? Had he somehow been dragged through time and space as she had been?</p><p></p><p>For his part, Morier was quiet and introspective too, making her reluctant to seek answers to questions her brain could not quite fully comprehend.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Jon Potter, post: 5012193, member: 2323"] [b][PLAIN][Realms #497] Jumping the Shark[/PLAIN][/b] Her heart fluttered wildly within her chest as Ledare looked around, trying to make sense of where she was. She was standing on a large flat rock that seemed suspended in an unearthly expanse of silver mists. An enormous ebony figure floated nearby, dominating the sky. This had not been a conscious jump - no portal or spell this time. She registered the presence of other figures in the near distance, but was distracted by the crimson color of blood on her robes and hands. She tasted that blood on her lips. Del's blood and suddenly her knees buckled and she sank to the ground. What had gone wrong? She needed time to think. Maleko sighed contentedly, awash with a sense of relief from the his experiences in the Cavern of the Self. He took a deep, cleansing breath and smiled. Guilt had been lifted off of him for his actions of the past and his heart threatened to soar right out of his chest. No matter what he had done it seemed - surrender or hide - his steward would have died. And if he'd tried to combat the bandits... Well, an attack on the caravan would likely have resulted in even more deaths. So he was relieved and felt happy about what he'd learned in the test. A soft cry to his left drew his attention and he saw a figure on the ground nearby. She was dressed in robes that should have been brilliant white but were instead splattered with the bright red of fresh arterial blood. She was propped up on hands and knees, her disheveled auburn hair hanging loose about her face which was, he saw twisted into a look of anguish that- He stopped, not quite believing what he was seeing. It was Ledare Eelsof'faw The polite sound of a throat being cleared drew Ledare back to the present - whichever present that now was. Instinctively, her hand groped the air at her side where her sword should have been. But of course it wasn't there. She struggled to rise, but felt dizzy and thought better of it. So, with an utter loss of presence, Ledare stared at the well-dressed elf as he approached. A flicker of recognition ignited in her brain and then went dead. The effort of remembering was a heavy, burdensome task - like moving through the sludge of the swamps near Byr. "Are you hurt?" the elf addressed her, stopping a few paces away. He had lustrous dark brown hair and eyes that (like her own) were the bright color of polished copper. His face was kind, and though he wore an ornate longsword at his hip, his arms and hands did not seem the arms and hands of a swordsman. "Are you injured?" he asked again, trying to coax a reply from her through his body language. Ledare could not form the answer and so shook her head slightly. With a colossal effort, she pushed recent events into a corner of her mind and tried to focus on this place. She looked beyond the elf and registered the large black shape of the giant, its luminous skin reflecting the strange twinkling lights of the astral plane. Another figure stood on the ground nearby and as he turned toward her Ledare's breath caught in her chest and disbelief filled her. "Maleko? We need to get moving," Morier commanded. He cast a look up at the giant, shuddering at the coldness that seemed to emanate from its dark body. The bleak finality of cemeteries, tombs, and funeral shrouds surrounded the huge figure. "I don't think this guardian thing is one to let us hang around and chat for -" He saw Ledare and stopped, agog. Morier had been certain that he didn't really have the ability to change things in his own past - that he was acting in a vacuum. But here was proof to the contrary. Ledare. Alive. The reaction on her face mirrored his own emotions and they stared at one another across the Astral plane. "I think we three are the only ones to pass the test," Maleko announced, breaking the stunned silence. "Test?" Ledare managed to croak and the elf nodded. "Yes, we all went into-" he started to explain and Morier cut him off. "Ledare! What- How- " he struggled, but the questions died on his lips. Died. He looked up at the giant again, meeting its inscrutable gaze. The black gulfs of its eyes seemed to take in everything, but offered nothing in return. They were the cold, dark eyes of death itself. Morier tore himself away from the twin abysses and looked at his remaining companions. "We need to go. Now," he said, forcing all his questions aside. "If the others were coming out, they would have. We can talk about what happened in the Cavern once we're underway." Ledare followed the pair numbly. She had no armor, no weapons, and could find no clear path of reason with which to explain how the fates had landed her here. She whispered a prayer to Flor for guidance and plodded along toward what Morier described as the God Isles. What might have been the glimmer of a response presented itself as the slow realization that this party still epitomized the struggle against Aphyx, however uniquely. And so, in that sense, she belonged here now. She stole glances at her companions from time to time as they flew almost certain now that the elf was familiar. Yet she couldn't quite place him. It was Morier who seemed truly foreign despite the fact that he looked exactly as she last remembered seeing him. He did not, however, appear to have any of the characteristics of the strange doppelganger she remembered encountering with Feln during the Air Walk so long ago. It had been following that bitter fight between the two Moriers that the true Morier had vanished. And it had only been because of his mysterious ability to alter the weather that she and Feln had been able to finish the quest successfully. She had never seen him again until now and had always assumed him dead. Was this the same man? Had he somehow been dragged through time and space as she had been? For his part, Morier was quiet and introspective too, making her reluctant to seek answers to questions her brain could not quite fully comprehend. [/QUOTE]
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