awaken to find himself stripped of all his belongings, and a head pain that was almost unbearable, he pulled himself up to a tree he felt warmth, a feeling he couldnt not remember feeling before. He stumbled to his feet looking around for anything he might remember.
The man started to touch his face feeling a beard, then ran his hands along his head and felt long, thick hair and pulled it infront of him noticing that it was pure white, like that of an old man, but this man did not feel old, he felt rejuvinated. He wondered in confusement as he started wobbling in the western direction.
About a half days travel he came to a town he thought looked familiar, but was unable to place it. Apon reaching the outer guards the man stopped and came up to talk to one of them and asked where he was, the guard replied with a small laughter "This is Britain, mighty town of Lord British" the man nodded and continued apon his way.
The man reached what he thought to be a bar with many folks drinking, stumbling around acting a fool and having spitting contest into a spitton. He asked one of the more sober men where would one go to find information about someone. The man laughed and said The Great Library you imbicle. The man asked, where might i find this place? The more sober man said just go straight down this road, its a huge building high above everything else with alot of banners tied to walls. The man nodded and went about his walk.
The man found what the less drunk man had described, he walked inside and talked to the people working and said, where do i find out who I am? One of the misses laughed and said come this way, we keep a record book of everyone. Maybe you can read it until who you are comes back to you. After a few hours of reading the man said ma'am none of these names are any familiar. I dont know anything about me. The lady replied, Sir, we can fix that, just let me find a pen and ink.
The lady walked up to the man, opend a new book to the first page, looked glanclying to the man and said how about we call you Azrael and you get a chance to start your life new.The man smiled with joy and replied, yes ma'am this sounds great, thank you ma'am.
[Chpt 1] Stumbling return
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[Chpt 1] Stumbling return
Last edited by Azrael on Wed Sep 28, 2011 6:20 am, edited 4 times in total.
Re: Stumbling return.
Now having a name to introduce himself as and go by the name now named Azrael set out to find a purpouse for life. He knew he needed a hair cut, maybe even a different style and everything. He searched around to see if he remembered anything or anyone had knew him.
Much to what wasn't a shock no one knew him and he knew no one. He frowned and continued walking around until someone had offered him a job. A little money, he thought so Azrael had taken the job offer of going to the docks and bringing him some nets of fish to the butcher to clean and cook.
After a few loads, Azrael felt his strenght slowly dimming and was feeling tired, but he continued bringing in nets of fish. A half a day had passed and the man finally finished working for the butcher and collected his money, washed up and went about his way. A smirk had across his face when he was walking past a shop that had a door open and a sign saying Cheap Haircuts! The man entered, noded towards the barber and sat in a chair, saying do what you can. The barber laughed and continued about his job.
Afterwards Azrael felt around and noticed his hair was alot shorter and the barber was about to shave his face. After shaving his face the man felt a lighter, like it was easier to move around, he laughed and paid the money half of the gold he had earned from the butcher, 20 gold peices. The barber nodded and replied with "this will be enough." Azrael thought to himself, I am glad it is because I am hungry .
Azrael thought himself, where was that bar located when I first got to town? He muttered to himself, I will ask one of these self sufficient guards.
He managed to find a Virtue guard by the name of Sir James and the guard kinda shrugged and pointed in a limp direction towards the bank. Azrael nodded and replied "thank you sir" and walked off into the distance.
Much to what wasn't a shock no one knew him and he knew no one. He frowned and continued walking around until someone had offered him a job. A little money, he thought so Azrael had taken the job offer of going to the docks and bringing him some nets of fish to the butcher to clean and cook.
After a few loads, Azrael felt his strenght slowly dimming and was feeling tired, but he continued bringing in nets of fish. A half a day had passed and the man finally finished working for the butcher and collected his money, washed up and went about his way. A smirk had across his face when he was walking past a shop that had a door open and a sign saying Cheap Haircuts! The man entered, noded towards the barber and sat in a chair, saying do what you can. The barber laughed and continued about his job.
Afterwards Azrael felt around and noticed his hair was alot shorter and the barber was about to shave his face. After shaving his face the man felt a lighter, like it was easier to move around, he laughed and paid the money half of the gold he had earned from the butcher, 20 gold peices. The barber nodded and replied with "this will be enough." Azrael thought to himself, I am glad it is because I am hungry .
Azrael thought himself, where was that bar located when I first got to town? He muttered to himself, I will ask one of these self sufficient guards.
He managed to find a Virtue guard by the name of Sir James and the guard kinda shrugged and pointed in a limp direction towards the bank. Azrael nodded and replied "thank you sir" and walked off into the distance.
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Azrael had just sat down after getting a cheap ale and some old bread, but none the less tasted wonderful against his dry, scratchy throat. The man took a firm, bit and chased it with some cheap ale when the door had opened and a orange light pushed away the darkness and light up the room. The bright light without warning took Azrael out of his chair and to his feet by instinct.
A man walked through the door followed by another man that responded to the name Alaric when the first name said it strong and clearly. Alaric was told to start saying somethings about someone named Esuna and after a few minutes of preaching the first named which was answered to the title of Tyrion when Alaric said, I can smell them, go ahead and cast a gate.
Tyrion started saying some words that was unclear and sounded like tortue to Azrael's ears and within a few seconds a bright brilliant orange gate appeared and the men disappeared into it.
Azrael feeling a calling through the gate quickly jumped up and ran towards it, vanishing into it moments before Law walked into the bar and the gate dispursed just as quickly as it had appeared. The man was feeling a strange, strong urge to stand up and walk north west where he seen the men running into the distance and a feint calling, saying his name.
Azrael... Azrael....
The man picked himself up and followed the sound of the feint calling.
A man walked through the door followed by another man that responded to the name Alaric when the first name said it strong and clearly. Alaric was told to start saying somethings about someone named Esuna and after a few minutes of preaching the first named which was answered to the title of Tyrion when Alaric said, I can smell them, go ahead and cast a gate.
Tyrion started saying some words that was unclear and sounded like tortue to Azrael's ears and within a few seconds a bright brilliant orange gate appeared and the men disappeared into it.
Azrael feeling a calling through the gate quickly jumped up and ran towards it, vanishing into it moments before Law walked into the bar and the gate dispursed just as quickly as it had appeared. The man was feeling a strange, strong urge to stand up and walk north west where he seen the men running into the distance and a feint calling, saying his name.
Azrael... Azrael....
The man picked himself up and followed the sound of the feint calling.
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After a bit of walking through the forest the man came up to a walled in fortress it seemed like with dozens of guards he man had never seen before, after asking for directions and stumbling through the man had found a entrance and walked in.
Feeling small Azrael crept sickly until he came across the man that looked to be Tyrion infront of the same colored brilliant orange altar, worshiping that same name the man had heard earlier that afternoon.
Azrael walked up and sputtered when he tried to say hello, Tyrion had been caught off guard, with a quick motion had picked up his sceptar and assumed battle stance. Tyrion came to realized it was Azrael, the man they had went to search for, preach towards and had hoped had felt the presence they drew with them and came with questions.
Azrael muttered again, trying to get the words out.. I dont know where i am, why I am here, but i feel, pure, welcomed and alive again.
Feeling small Azrael crept sickly until he came across the man that looked to be Tyrion infront of the same colored brilliant orange altar, worshiping that same name the man had heard earlier that afternoon.
Azrael walked up and sputtered when he tried to say hello, Tyrion had been caught off guard, with a quick motion had picked up his sceptar and assumed battle stance. Tyrion came to realized it was Azrael, the man they had went to search for, preach towards and had hoped had felt the presence they drew with them and came with questions.
Azrael muttered again, trying to get the words out.. I dont know where i am, why I am here, but i feel, pure, welcomed and alive again.
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Tyrion began by introducing the curious man to the Orders history. He spared no details, flattering or embarrassing. A nations history was made by both instances of mistakes and triumphs made over its past and consequently determined its future and Tyrion made a direct effort to punctuate every point. "We are a proud people that have succumbed to many heart ache and even more victories, which tells a tale of our lineage as well as our resilience to face adversity and adapt to the times in which we live. We have come a long way to learn that regardless of what our goals may be, we are apart of this world and as such must ensure its survival, from afar at times and at other times directly involved to ensure stability and peace. Our main goal is and has always been to protect our people and gather those lost to the woes of this world in a never-ending game of tug and war with the pretenders that 'claim' the righteous path, yet bring the balance of the world farther and farther from harmony and down into the depths of darkness." Tyrion paused for a moment to eye the level of this man's interest and was delightfully surprised to see he was paying close attention, much to the contrary for those that were forced to suffered though his lectures on the history or the Order. "You see, Imperial is not a group of religion fanatics that preach about Her glory, well . . . we are. . but we are also much more. . and I have faith, that in time, you will see precisely what I mean."
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Azrael kneeled before Tyrion, lowered his head and muttered "I am ready."
Tyrion noded in agreement and walked towards the man, gently placed his left hand apon his right shoulder and beckoned for him to follow. They walked over towards a brilliant glowing altar, both men kneeled before and prayed to Esuna.
Before their very eyes a magnificant tome appeared. Tyrion looked shocked that such a tome was being granted to an Acolyte, a new soul to the Order. Tyrion without question handed it over to Azrael, smiled and mentioned "Young Azrael, Alaric and myself will guide you in your duties, we will teach you the ways of Preaching our word, the meaning of this tome and how to stand victories in battle if it comes to that.
Azrael smiled with warmth and respond with a *nod* yes, sir.
Azrael... Tyrion beckoned. This room will be your holy place of rest, use it often and stay connected with Esuna and always remember to meditate to her wisdom and guidiance. Azrael noded and watched Tyrion walk away after saying, I must sleep now young one, we will continue your training and journey in the morning.
Tyrion noded in agreement and walked towards the man, gently placed his left hand apon his right shoulder and beckoned for him to follow. They walked over towards a brilliant glowing altar, both men kneeled before and prayed to Esuna.
Before their very eyes a magnificant tome appeared. Tyrion looked shocked that such a tome was being granted to an Acolyte, a new soul to the Order. Tyrion without question handed it over to Azrael, smiled and mentioned "Young Azrael, Alaric and myself will guide you in your duties, we will teach you the ways of Preaching our word, the meaning of this tome and how to stand victories in battle if it comes to that.
Azrael smiled with warmth and respond with a *nod* yes, sir.
Azrael... Tyrion beckoned. This room will be your holy place of rest, use it often and stay connected with Esuna and always remember to meditate to her wisdom and guidiance. Azrael noded and watched Tyrion walk away after saying, I must sleep now young one, we will continue your training and journey in the morning.
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Many moons later...
Azrael awake knowing the day had come.
His journey had been long, fierce and sometimes he questioned if he was doing the right thing, but he always prayed for Esuna's wisdom and strenght, now more than ever.
He opened the door to his holy room and their was his trusted steed Bion, standing ready as always. He motioned for Bion to stay and walked towards the altar.. He was soon greeted by many brothers and sisters of the Order, some smiling and cheering, others claping and shouting its about time..
For this day was Azraels day as a cleric, no longer had he needed a mentor, he was fully ready to accept the responsibility in mentoring other Acolytes and the occasional Preacher. Azrael had accomplished his mentors task a few nights before, meeting with the Head Priest of the Cult to arrangement common grounds had been his last task of being a student.
Ondoher and Tyrion meet Azrael at the altar, both men gently layed a hand on each of his shoulders as he bowed before the altar and prayed to Esuna and after a few moments he had been granted the power of the cleric.
Stand my brother, Ondoher said, you are now a clerical in the Order of Imperial and a cleric of Esuna. You have earned this title brother.
Azrael ignored the feeling in the pit of his stomach, worry kept striking fear into his mind and he knew there was no place for this feeling...
Azrael awake knowing the day had come.
His journey had been long, fierce and sometimes he questioned if he was doing the right thing, but he always prayed for Esuna's wisdom and strenght, now more than ever.
He opened the door to his holy room and their was his trusted steed Bion, standing ready as always. He motioned for Bion to stay and walked towards the altar.. He was soon greeted by many brothers and sisters of the Order, some smiling and cheering, others claping and shouting its about time..
For this day was Azraels day as a cleric, no longer had he needed a mentor, he was fully ready to accept the responsibility in mentoring other Acolytes and the occasional Preacher. Azrael had accomplished his mentors task a few nights before, meeting with the Head Priest of the Cult to arrangement common grounds had been his last task of being a student.
Ondoher and Tyrion meet Azrael at the altar, both men gently layed a hand on each of his shoulders as he bowed before the altar and prayed to Esuna and after a few moments he had been granted the power of the cleric.
Stand my brother, Ondoher said, you are now a clerical in the Order of Imperial and a cleric of Esuna. You have earned this title brother.
Azrael ignored the feeling in the pit of his stomach, worry kept striking fear into his mind and he knew there was no place for this feeling...
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Many more moons later....
Keys clumsly unlocked a door, Azrael opened it tiredly, closed it behind him and locked it back. Azrael was tired from being up three suns and four moons straight on patrol and hunting the Telborean threat at the same time spreading Esunas word and defending their holy ground from the Order of Law.
Before Azrael noticed he had drifted asleep a loud bang was coming from his home door, he mustered the strenght to stand up, grabed a scepter and unlocked the door. To his surprise it was not an enemy, it was his brother Tyrion.
Tyrion demanded that Azrael was to get dressed and follow him to the temple immediatly. Azrael listening to his Second in Command got dressed and summoned his trusty steed Bion and walked quickly towards his temple.
Apon arrival Azrael could tell something was wrong, the temple guardians were on high alert and the guards stood fast. A few of his brothers and sisters were looking disgracefully towards Azrael like they were blaming him for something. Azrael looked puzzled and had no idea what was going on.
Azrael met up with Tyrion and asked him what was going on, Tyrion replied and said you are to be arrested and held trial for the betrayel of Esuna and the Order of Imperial. Sudden the chaos guards had arrested him.
Keys clumsly unlocked a door, Azrael opened it tiredly, closed it behind him and locked it back. Azrael was tired from being up three suns and four moons straight on patrol and hunting the Telborean threat at the same time spreading Esunas word and defending their holy ground from the Order of Law.
Before Azrael noticed he had drifted asleep a loud bang was coming from his home door, he mustered the strenght to stand up, grabed a scepter and unlocked the door. To his surprise it was not an enemy, it was his brother Tyrion.
Tyrion demanded that Azrael was to get dressed and follow him to the temple immediatly. Azrael listening to his Second in Command got dressed and summoned his trusty steed Bion and walked quickly towards his temple.
Apon arrival Azrael could tell something was wrong, the temple guardians were on high alert and the guards stood fast. A few of his brothers and sisters were looking disgracefully towards Azrael like they were blaming him for something. Azrael looked puzzled and had no idea what was going on.
Azrael met up with Tyrion and asked him what was going on, Tyrion replied and said you are to be arrested and held trial for the betrayel of Esuna and the Order of Imperial. Sudden the chaos guards had arrested him.