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<blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 1111487" data-attributes="member: 9255">UNDER A DARKSUNSEGMENT 105“Under a Dark Son”The powerful psionic mage reappeared out of the thick mists.&nbsp; His cloak floating about him like wings of a butterfly.&nbsp; A gentle warming glow came from him.&nbsp; He stared hard at the lone figure standing in the dark water.“You have disappointed us all.&nbsp; We had hoped you would go down this road Child of Bane.&nbsp; It is beneath you.”“Go hug a rope!” snarls the man.The light extends from the psionic mage.&nbsp; It is not dark water but blood the man stands in.&nbsp; The dead bodies begin to appear through the dark and mists.&nbsp; Dead bodies of warriors of all races.&nbsp; All that battled against the man.&nbsp; Against the Dark Son.&nbsp; Against the child of Bane.A blast of energy comes from the mage.&nbsp; It was designed to capture the man.&nbsp; He easily escapes it by leaping to the side onto a few bodies.&nbsp; It is his turn now.&nbsp; He draws on psionic power of his own, which he casts, into a dagger.&nbsp; A dagger designed to kill the mage.&nbsp; “Die…”&nbsp; The throw takes the mage by surprise.&nbsp; It strikes deep within his glowing chest.&nbsp; He floats down to the bloody waters, his robes hang heavily on him.&nbsp; “Why….?&nbsp; Why Mania…”&nbsp; And he collapses.“Ahhhh!” gasps the same man as he bolts upright in the night.&nbsp; The woman beside him also rolls over in alarm.&nbsp; She holds him and comforts him.&nbsp; He whispers how real it felt…how terribly real.&nbsp; The woman beside him continues to sooth him and cradles him.&nbsp; His nightmares are growing stronger and more intense.&nbsp; This is the third one in two weeks.&nbsp; She prays that he can get past this.&nbsp; That he is strong enough.&nbsp; He is the man she loves.&nbsp; She does not know if she has it in her to stop him if becomes filled with his father’s darkness.Morning comes and they act like nothing happened.&nbsp; The camp is active.&nbsp; There has been some activity to the west on the peninsula separating them from the city of the dead…Bodach.&nbsp; A group of them plan to walk out and search the area.&nbsp; This will be the first time Mania and Cosa have gone since coming here.&nbsp; They have been here for four weeks now.&nbsp; The time has been good for them.&nbsp; They have been on the run for so long now that they had forgotten what it was like to have friends.Logan meets Mania and Cosa as they leave their tent.&nbsp; He a somewhat crude man at times.&nbsp; He tries to sound sly and funny while suggesting there were wild sounds coming from their tent that night.&nbsp; Mania just gives a tight smirk and nods.&nbsp; Cosa wonders about how much the short man really heard and understands.Shortly Belinda and Chaffle join Cosa, Mania and Logan.&nbsp; They each pack five days worth of food and some water.&nbsp; Otherwise they pack lightly.&nbsp; After a large breakfast, they begin.&nbsp; Logan takes points with Mania next.&nbsp; Cosa and Chaffle in the middle and Belinda moves about as she wishes.&nbsp; Her theory is why form any sort of predictable marching order.&nbsp; She is chaotic and unpredictable at best.&nbsp; So much so, that few know what she is really thinking at any one time.The dark crimson sun was burning bright this morning.&nbsp; The silt in the air was thick and free-floating.&nbsp; Some thought this to be a bad sign.&nbsp; Logan considered it to bad weather that allows him to sneak up easier on targets.Unknown to any the Sentinels… they were being watched.&nbsp; The reptilian creature watched and watched.&nbsp; It was hungry and wanted fresh juicy meat but knew of these creatures.&nbsp; They would be difficult to defeat.&nbsp; Snarl decided it was worth it.&nbsp; The Silt Runners ran quickly across the silt behind dunes.&nbsp; They got ahead of the Sentinels and awaited the signal.&nbsp; Snarl was patient and wise.&nbsp; He knew when to go and when not to.&nbsp;&nbsp; He waited.&nbsp; He waited.&nbsp; How much longer he thought?&nbsp; Then they went north.&nbsp; A toothy grin grew on his scaled lips.&nbsp; The others also grinned.&nbsp; Fresh meat was coming.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="megamania, post: 1111487, member: 9255"] UNDER A DARKSUN SEGMENT 105 “Under a Dark Son” The powerful psionic mage reappeared out of the thick mists. His cloak floating about him like wings of a butterfly. A gentle warming glow came from him. He stared hard at the lone figure standing in the dark water. “You have disappointed us all. We had hoped you would go down this road Child of Bane. It is beneath you.” “Go hug a rope!” snarls the man. The light extends from the psionic mage. It is not dark water but blood the man stands in. The dead bodies begin to appear through the dark and mists. Dead bodies of warriors of all races. All that battled against the man. Against the Dark Son. Against the child of Bane. A blast of energy comes from the mage. It was designed to capture the man. He easily escapes it by leaping to the side onto a few bodies. It is his turn now. He draws on psionic power of his own, which he casts, into a dagger. A dagger designed to kill the mage. “Die…” The throw takes the mage by surprise. It strikes deep within his glowing chest. He floats down to the bloody waters, his robes hang heavily on him. “Why….? Why Mania…” And he collapses. “Ahhhh!” gasps the same man as he bolts upright in the night. The woman beside him also rolls over in alarm. She holds him and comforts him. He whispers how real it felt…how terribly real. The woman beside him continues to sooth him and cradles him. His nightmares are growing stronger and more intense. This is the third one in two weeks. She prays that he can get past this. That he is strong enough. He is the man she loves. She does not know if she has it in her to stop him if becomes filled with his father’s darkness. Morning comes and they act like nothing happened. The camp is active. There has been some activity to the west on the peninsula separating them from the city of the dead…Bodach. A group of them plan to walk out and search the area. This will be the first time Mania and Cosa have gone since coming here. They have been here for four weeks now. The time has been good for them. They have been on the run for so long now that they had forgotten what it was like to have friends. Logan meets Mania and Cosa as they leave their tent. He a somewhat crude man at times. He tries to sound sly and funny while suggesting there were wild sounds coming from their tent that night. Mania just gives a tight smirk and nods. Cosa wonders about how much the short man really heard and understands. Shortly Belinda and Chaffle join Cosa, Mania and Logan. They each pack five days worth of food and some water. Otherwise they pack lightly. After a large breakfast, they begin. Logan takes points with Mania next. Cosa and Chaffle in the middle and Belinda moves about as she wishes. Her theory is why form any sort of predictable marching order. She is chaotic and unpredictable at best. So much so, that few know what she is really thinking at any one time. The dark crimson sun was burning bright this morning. The silt in the air was thick and free-floating. Some thought this to be a bad sign. Logan considered it to bad weather that allows him to sneak up easier on targets. Unknown to any the Sentinels… they were being watched. The reptilian creature watched and watched. It was hungry and wanted fresh juicy meat but knew of these creatures. They would be difficult to defeat. Snarl decided it was worth it. The Silt Runners ran quickly across the silt behind dunes. They got ahead of the Sentinels and awaited the signal. Snarl was patient and wise. He knew when to go and when not to. He waited. He waited. How much longer he thought? Then they went north. A toothy grin grew on his scaled lips. The others also grinned. Fresh meat was coming. [/QUOTE]

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