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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Nightfane" data-source="post: 1281445" data-attributes="member: 15820">The Truth Revealed      For an hour, they ate. No words spoken only the constant hate filled stare of Keltoth. His eyes would have burned holes into the head of Lothane if he could. He thought to himself several times, "The others are too busy eating.  I could be across this table and have removed his head before they know what is going on." It seemed as if Zarafel could sense what he was thinking. For each time the thought crossed Keltoth's mind, Zarafel grabbed the handle of his sword which was sitting on the table and each time Keltoth went back to eating. They feasted like they had never tasted food. Well no food as good as this. They quenched their thirst with the blackest of ales and some strange colored juice. When a servant came through at one point, Lothane asked him for some water only to get no reply. The tension was about to burst.      Suddenly Keltoth jumped his chair flying out from behind him.  He screamed and pointed at Lothane, "HOW CAN YOUR KIND DARE EVEN SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY AFTER THE EVIL YOU HAVE BROUGHT UPON MY PEOPLE? I PLEDGED TO HUNT YOUR KIND FOR ETERNITY. I PLEDGED TO REMOVE ALL TRACES OF YOUR EXISTANCE. YOU ARE THE ZIMKARAY: THE SHADOW OF THE ELVEN, THE LOVERS OF PLEASURE AND PAIN, THE BRINGERS OF OUR FALL. DEFEND YOURSELF NOW, OR DEFEND YOURSELF AT THE FOOT RAZIHM, MY LORD HUNTER!!!" Keltoth had grabbed his blade and brought it to bear with a speed no one expected.        Lothane stood removing his hood and mask.  He looked Keltoth in the eye and spoke in even tone, "Keltoth Kephra Earthtreader, son of Kharandras Shadowhunter, Grandson of Malkinae Shadowhunter, Great Grandson of Randar Earthtreader, I know you well. Long has your family been the bane of my people. Your footsteps always sound in our ear. Our eyes always looking behind us to see the Purple Dragoned cloak.    <with a flick of lothane's wrist keltoth's out cloaks flew away revealing a purple dragon adorned tunic underneath>  You hunt what you have long considered the reason why your people fell, but your people WERE MY PEOPLE   <with a hatred lothane spit at the feet of keltoth>  Your ancients long ago to make you not tread upon the path my race chose, said we betrayed you after a great time of peace. A lie that begat more lies. We are the race of those who chose to see what the world had to offer and fell into its decadence diminishing the grace of your people. We left fully knowing what we had done, but our leaders too found ways of making us hate you. We were told we were scorned for learning something held so dear by you and your kind. By the time I was born only a few remembered the truth and they hid it, for if it was told to all they would lose all power they had. NOW HERE ME AND HERE ME WELL, I BEAR NO GRUDGE TO YOU OR YOUR KIND. I know the truth, I have read the truth, I have seen the fault of both our peoples and I blame none. They did what they had to. They did what would guarantee their survival. I am Lothane Zikan Azmael, Librarian of the Zimkaray. I am the seer of people, the knower of my people, and the forbidden of my people. I am the lost. For I know the truth and I shall never be able to return. "    Lothane slumped back into his chair. He picked up his mask and stared into the backside looking at his reflection. A tear rolled down his cheek for things he wished not to acknowledge could never be forgotten now. He took a sip of juice and place the glass back down. Illya and Zarafel looked towards the speechless Keltoth. He just threw up his arms, "What is this? You expect me to care for your words. My fathers have seen what your people do, my fathers have seen what happens to my kind at the hands of your people, and you expect me to care about your sad little story? I will not kill you today, but by the blood that flows through me if you dare take one misstep I will slay you and carry your body back to your people. You may be forbidden to return in life, but in death I will use you to through your people into chaos. Agreed?"    Lothane looked back toward keltoth and with a simple nod an agreement was made. A large creaking was heard as all the light in the room began to fade as massive shutters began to cover the windows. At the end of the room a small door opened and the man entered again. He walked to the end of the table opposite the others and sat down. He placed a massive tome in front of him and began to scroll through it. He looked up, "Now that we have that out of the way, Let us begin."      The pages of the book began to flip chaotically as he began to speak "Long ago this world was not as it is.   This world was a lifeless shell...........   </blockquote>

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