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Cirdan Carnisor
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PostSubject: Spirits of the dead (Open RP )   Wed Oct 16, 2013 10:01 pm

He moved silently down the ruins of Siannodel luckily for him the anomaly, has all but been destroyed and would not be transported through time and space. Though he could close his eyes and picture the times so long ago when nothing went wrong, The armor that Cirdan wore he wore his black suite of armor and wrapped around his body his black elfish cloak, which he kept around †his body, the armor was light armor, so he was able to move easily enough, the cloak was made of silk, the silk itself was enchanted , that kept him invisible from prying eyes for the most part. †

His pale skin reflecting against the moon light. as his †eyes scanned the ruins, it seems that time itself seems meaningless here. the undead have not †reached to these lands yet, the fight was behind him he knew the air was cold and a chill occasionally filled the air, as mist swirls around the former Emperor as he licked his lips some tenderly, he was growing hungry it seems he felt himself weakening, he gazed upon his pale hands for the moment his long nails he grasped a ruined building it would seem as he dug into it; perhaps because of how long the Kingdoms been in ruins,

the building seemed to have crumbled before him, causing dust to swirl about the place †if he were alive he would of coughed or made some hint, he only shielded his eyes his cloak covering them so the dirt doesn't †blind him. He scanned the ruins he knew he left some secrets hidden within the Kingdom during the days when it was young and powerful; secret which he even kept from others. †He hoped it was not too late for the one thing that could perhaps cure him was well hidden beneath this Kingdom. †

A Ghost like figure seems to walk down the path way, oblivious to Cirdan's presence, moaning and groaning, he dressed like he was a soldier †within the Kingdom. Gazing upon the man for the moment, Cirdan instinctively reached for the hilt of his sword; the Ghost seem to have heard his movements for it turned and shrieked at him as he reached towards the Emperor his spirit has vanished , startled he jumped back for the moment as he glanced around. He understood then that perhaps this place was haunted by the spirits of the fallen. †

He kept his sword out of it's case for the time being holding it closely incase anymore surprises come his way as he continued to slowly make his way towards the Palace, his current destination.

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PostSubject: Re: Spirits of the dead (Open RP )   Fri Oct 18, 2013 10:07 am

He continued along his way through the city, as the spirits appeared out of no where every once in awhile, some shrieking in terror. If Cirdan was alive the chill in the air might of caused him to shiver for the Kingdom was indeed haunted by the spirits of the undead, the spirit of his old kin and Kingdom. He moved silently through, he went as quietly as possible; for nothing seemed alive here not even the grass was alive, everything was mostly full of decay and the stench of death still lingered here even after all these years.

He looked on as he paused for what seemed hours of walking, of course time itself seem almost meaningless here it was always dark here, clouds rolling above the skies and thundering echoing upon the skies as if the gods themselves lived here or chosen to place residence, every once in awhile lightning streaked through the clouds and at random locations. Cirdan moved the cowl of his head down to cover his eyes some, hiding his features as he finally reached the Gates to the Palace, the bars to the gates would be rusty by now, and hard to move open. Vines grew upon the walls which seemed sturdy enough for him to climb over and so he grabbed hold of one and begin to climb over the wall, and jumping down over the edge, landing softly upon the old courtyard the Palace loomed ahead; during it's prime it was a sight to see and now it seems to be a pathetic sight, for vines grew all over the place, and half the buildings were rubble.

he continued to make his way, though his eyes averted for the ghosts of the Palace still was there, once more that haunting chill that coursed through the former Kings spine even in his current condition he felt it. He picked his way carefully. As he gazed upon his old throne room once more his guilt seem to kick in, he was weeping for the dead for they did not deserve such a fate. He knew now why the others would blame him for the violence this Kingdom suffered and if he could of altered that course he would of, he moved towards the Throne room and towards his old chair which somehow stood there. he placed his fingers upon it as he felt it remembering perhaps the days of old when his power was at it's peak.

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PostSubject: Re: Spirits of the dead (Open RP )   Mon Oct 21, 2013 3:49 pm

As Cirdan placed his fingers upon the timeworn throne the air around him would seem to warm, and the scenery around him would change to appear as it once did during the old kingdom's prosperous years. He would feel a familiar presence behind him as this change manifested and feel the spirits of the undead withdraw from the room taking with them the stench of decay and death.

"Lingering in the past again old friend? I would sincerely hope you are not allowing the past to blind you of the future." Came Thasrissian's voice from behind Cirdan. "Such lingering has already caused you a lifetime of trouble as it is. Weep not for the loss of their lives Cirdan their fate was sealed in prophecy. They only linger here because they have not been released of their service to the kingdom. Even in death they still honor their oaths, protecting the ruins from looters."

After speaking Thasrissian shifted slightly causing part of his templar platemail to clank against the rest. When Cirdan would finally turn around to face the gray dragon he would only see a brilliant aura where Thasrissian stood until his eyes could adjust to finally see the dragon in his elven form wearing the silvery armor of a Templar of Tai'mir and a white cloak with hood up over his head casting shadow over his face to leave only his glowing eyes to be seen under it. The presence of consecrated ground could also be felt around where the gray dragon stood.

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PostSubject: Re: Spirits of the dead (Open RP )   Tue Oct 22, 2013 4:16 pm

He moved in circles around the chair for the moment as he sighed softly; his fingers glide through it as if he tried to remember those days long ago. The soldiers, spirits of the dead that still haunt this Kingdom to this day seem to remain even after all these years, the spirits loathed Cirdan some even attempted to end his life as he made his way, there was something more to Cirdan's pain of course the burden he carried the most was perhaps regret.

How could Thassarian begin to understand him or pretend to know how he feels? Cirdan wondered to himself silently, as he stared upon the dragon in his general direction. how could he even sympathize the pain he felt. for it was not him that went down this path, Cirdan would snort some as he considers what the Dragon told him as he paced the soldiers and citizens who died here so long ago upon the invasion, Cirdan held the power to release there spirits from duty and to end there tormented souls.

He knew he must do it , his act of kindness perhaps something that others would find as a weakness within him, he swayed some as he considered what he must do his spell as he tried hard to remember it buried deep within his mind he begin to do a form of dance as the power within the room it was his only chance to end things once in for all, to end his own personal torment and the torment the others have suffered. si relgr acht wer guawysverni, vur wer edar ekess release wer navnikic di wer loex unbound astahi de nomeno torment astahii tepoha suffered svern wer eorikci, si sweekmon wer guidance di wer mitne ekess sulta sia chikohk batobot tepohaic coanwor placed acht sia sepa ekess dronilnr ve tobor huena throdenilt... si tuor ekess qe mablik huena tenamalo! he'd chant in Draconic he knew Thassarian would get what he is doing he hoped the spell will work deep down Cirdan knew what had to be done and he could not avoid it no longer

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PostSubject: Re: Spirits of the dead (Open RP )   Tue Oct 22, 2013 10:46 pm

When Cirdan began to chant, Thasrissian turned to face out towards the center of the old throne room and raised up his greatsword with a bellowing voice. "ithquantic di nomeno mablik togofor voenllyl wer ivah di wer ir svaust vorqic ihk martivir. shala jacion jacida tobor ios nomeno chikohk acht jacion. nurchiili batobot svabolen tepohaic gethrisja shafaer ihk karif kiri drong. voenllyl nomeno ivah ithquantic ihk nomeno ir gewj svabolen ui ihk jacida xiekivi zklaen qe vur geou qe nymuera. majak ekess jacion jacida tobor lae coi huena jahus vur jalla qe tenamalo. majak ekess jacida xiekivi asta martivir batobot astahii janik qe duulo de wer tonoparic svabolen jilg astahi persvek nomeno tobor!"

With his words added with Cirdan's own the gray dragon swung the blade of his greatsword to the floor causing a reverberation to fill the halls of the ancient palace, and soon after the floor cracked open as a build up of holy power poured forth into the room and out into the ruins to bring release to the souls of the spirits still left within the old kingdom. "Shake off the binds which have held you for so long Cirdan. You have but this one chance to free yourself from your misery. Do not let it be wasted." Thasrissian said turning to face Cirdan to extend the hilt of a blade similar to his own to him.

"The sword was cleansed in the fire of Tai'mir and tempered in the freely offered blood of a dragon. It holds the power to break apart any curse no matter how strong or long suffered it may be. Take hold of this chance at redemption Cirdan and use it to bring an end to the darkness stirring within yourself while you have this opportunity. While this ground is still hallowed by your selfless act finish what you've started. Face the darkness which would hold you in its grasp and free yourself. Then and only then will you be at peace with yourself." Thasrissian once again offered the hilt towards Cirdan grasping the blade just enough to allow it to barely cut his hand when it is taken. The gray dragon's blood would complete the invocation which had been made and allow Cirdan to fight against the darkness which was within him and a chance to vanquish it.

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PostSubject: Re: Spirits of the dead (Open RP )   Wed Oct 23, 2013 9:02 am

He continued the same chant as he felt the power grow within the Palace itself as he felt more free by the passage of time, he turned towards the dragon as he offered the weapon towards Cirdan listening to his every word he reached his hands out for the hilt of the blade as he felt the power of the sword course through his veins and his vamperic side seem to have diminished as a glow of energy swirled around the former Emperor though normally it could of killed him but he knew fate would not allow it to happen so easily.

He continued his chanting as he poured all his energy into this one single spell, this was indeed meant to happen this day. For he knew deep down this was the very same day the Kingdom had fallen it's anniversary, Cirdan knelt as he held the swords hilt as the spirits of the dead seem to vanish, lifting upon the heavens his spell has worked his bonds that held him have vanished the guilt he felt released there was no comfort for him. Some of the spirits came upon them and thanked them as they too vanished into the heavens, they even forgave Cirdan as one told him '' We know it was not your fault, you were not to blame for we knew you were framed by the former council, release your anger for you should not be angry with yourself nor at them you've done honorably we know this '' and the spirits final words he was soon gone.

the chill in the air that haunted these grounds seem to diminish as if everything returned back to normal and the break of the sun through the clouds shown through the ancient halls. Cirdan glanced around pain within his eyes and yet that soon went away for any guilt he held was diminished. there was no words he could find what seemed hours of contemplation it has been awhile since he's seen the light of day, with his new weapon that the dragon gave him. he moved quietly outside as the sun shined upon him as he over looked the direction of the Empire which now was being heavily attacked by the undead forces he could see far away with his eyes sight

Grasping the hilt of his new blade he felt more alive this day, as he took in the fresh scented air of his old ancient home. '' I believe it is now time for us to save the Empire before it is to late, and save as many as we can.'' he said calmly towards the dragon as he looked upon him '' What enemy would do this? '' he would gesture towards the Empire. '' Who would attack us...'' he asked again.

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PostSubject: Re: Spirits of the dead (Open RP )   Thu Oct 24, 2013 2:48 am

Thasrissian slowly followed Cirdan out from the ruined throne room once the invocation had fully completed its work. His hand which had held the blade Cirdan now wielded still bled and would do so for a while still though not enough to be of danger to the gray dragon. "An ancient evil stirs in the land Cirdan. Perhaps older then your once noble city that lies in ruins here. I do not know what has brought it out of its slumber but much like what happened to Tai'mira in days past, this evil attempts to bring Tallendon to its knees. To raise this many undead you'd need several handful of necromancers or a powerful being."

The gray dragon moved forwards after speaking to stand at one side of Cirdan and extend the tip of his own blade out towards a clearing in the forest near Tallendon's walls. "In the clearing there are a number of Templars of Tai'mir holding the travelgate linking this land to Tai'mira. Thus far they've held the line though eventually they will succumb to fatigue like anyone else. The gateway itself is inactive though should the templars begin to be pressed back onto the gate platform they've been ordered to destroy the arch which allows the gate to function. With the rate in which they are assaulted we won't have time to prevent the arch from being destroyed but I believe there is time still to rescue them."

Thasrissian moved the tip of his blade towards another location in the land once he had finished speaking of the clearing. He seemed to be pointing at the heart of the foulness which covered the land, a sea of darkness and unnatural shadow covering the land. "I believe this is where our current troubles stem from Cirdan. It is difficult even for me to sense what lies within the hordes of undead where that darkness blots out the light. Whatever is there, it hides itself well and the darkness continues to slowly seep over the land from there."


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PostSubject: Re: Spirits of the dead (Open RP )   Thu Oct 24, 2013 9:15 am

Cirdan over looked the area Thassarian pointed out as he considered it for a moment '' Sometimes we must make hard choices ... '' he paused for a moment '' Rescue as many as you can, even with the combined strength of both the Kingdoms you are right they will succumb to fatigue and we can't let that happen. I won't let another incident with Siannodel last time I urged them to fight on, send out word to evacuate the Empire and bring them all to your lands if they wish to be safe, with the wards around Siannodel placed some can come here and the wards alone will fend off the undead, the Empire is loss but there is still hope of regaining it back, we need to find away where our soldiers can rest.. '' he replied calmly after he listened to Thassarian already calculating battle plans within his mind '' We must face this Dragon if we kill it then we end the undead or if we can't kill it then at least cause it to flee this Empire, after we deal with that then we will rebuild the Empire we must save those people and as many as we can '' he hoped Thassarian would agree to this plan he feared the worse for the Empire to many people died already or at least injured in safe houses as to where his son was and grandfather he had no idea but he knew they would survive they are strong fighters and will lead them safely out the people while he dealt with. he wondered how much change he had within the span of five minutes prior to gaining control of his life he did indeed feel much stronger and much more alive.

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PostSubject: Re: Spirits of the dead (Open RP )   Thu Oct 24, 2013 5:04 pm

The gray dragon turned towards Cirdan for a moment to speak once more. "The evacuation was started before I came to find you. The templars in the clearing are not the only ones I brought with me from Tai'mira. Those who are valiant enough among the survivors to face this peril will be rallied to here all others will continue to be evacuated to Tai'mira through the dimension door I've kept aboard my skyship. Wield that sword well Cirdan, you hold the sister blade to Tai'mir Ser'arcal and you are as much a part of it as it is apart of you now. Wield it in good intent and it will continue to keep you strong. You'll learn the rest that comes with that blade in time but for now I've a handful of templars to save."

Thasrissian darted forwards after those words, quickly shifting into his true form. He'd take to the air afterwards and fly off towards the clearing. Somewhere in the distance just as the dragon began to fade from view a brilliant display of light would appear and dart quickly down into the clearing causing groups in the horde of undead to spill backwards from where it landed. The roaring of the dragon could also be heard in the distance.

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PostSubject: Re: Spirits of the dead (Open RP )   Mon Oct 28, 2013 4:54 pm

He watched as the dragon took off, flying away from the Kingdom. Leaving Cirdan to his thoughts; as he considers his next move as he gazed upon his new weapon with a new hope. The sun rising as the darkness within this old Kingdom seem to vanish. He begin to step down the stairs unsure to where his path would lead to next all he knew was he was free from the burdens of his past.

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