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My apologies to anyone who is on my friend list. I had to leave this as a public post because an RP group I'm joining (the mod) wanted to read it.
This is a log from the old group Sly_Life. The information here is entirely my own creation, and was done as a part of the backstory created for the character Chris (who I played).
"Don't worry," Chris said, a dim light appearing below them. "I just want you to see..." Finally the darkness parted, though only slightly. They were now standing in a small enclosed field.
The area was lined with gigantic tress, each so close together that there was no visible path in or out of the area. From above them, the sun light just barely pierced the boughs, giving the area the impression of being in constant night.
In the center of the space stood twelve tall elves. They all stood in a circle around another being. This other being appeared to be a female elf, but it's appearance was more brilliant and beautiful than any being that had ever before graced the eyes of most living beings. The elves surrounding it seems ugly by comparison.
Yet through all this beauty, there seemed to be something that wasn't quite right about this woman. Her eyes, though bright, didn't seem to hold any joy or happiness about them. The smile spread across her face lacked the amusement that it seemed to try to portray.
All twelve of the elves were speaking in hushed tones, while the woman waited silently in the center. "Remind you of anything?" Chris asked, stepping away from Kaden, and motioning towards the woman.
Kaden looks the woman up and down slowly, biting her lower lip. She is studying her hard, trying to search her own mind and see if she knows this woman from somewhere, but she comes up with nothing. She shakes her head, quickly stepping away so she's standing beside Chris. "I have no idea who she is," she says softly, feeling more than a little nervous. Her hand slips into his.
Chris took her hand, nodding, "And the serpent was more beautiful than any creature seen before. Its appearance was one of randiance and beauty." He said, reciting from the bible. "Looks a lot different from when human's met it, but here stands another avatar of the Great Deceiver."
Kaden looks absolutely clueless, raising her eyebrow at him. She's only leafed through the Bible once or twice in her entire life, and even then it was just to look at the pictures in the Children's Bible. The beheading painting was pretty cool-looking, she remembers.
Chris glanced over at Kaden, which only made him have to supress a laugh. "Don't you know the Garden of Eden story?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, "The fall of man from perfection, when the serpent tempted humans with knowledge, and humans accepted, thus dooming themselves to hurt and suffering forever."
"Dude, I've only read the Bible like twice in my entire life, gimmee a break." Kaden nods a little. "I kind of remember it. I remember it involved living naked in a bunch of trees, and an apple." She looks up at him. "Is that who she is? Eden?"
Chris shook his head, "She is a different manifestation of the same evil that corrupted mankind." Chris figured that It had probably shown its face to almost every race that was smart enough to accept its offers. "In Eden it chose to appear as something familiar, and it did the same here."
"So she's the Devil?" Kaden asks, pointing her thumb at the lady. "But she's so pretty..." She bites her lower lip, looking toward her again.
There was a short pause, before Chris nodded, "It has been called different things by different races of beings, but in short, yes. The 'Devil' himself can not exist in our level of existance, so he places what we called 'avatars' on our planet. They are forms that he can inhabit, and control for short periods of time." Motioning towards the woman, he said, "This is one of Its avatars."
Kaden raises an eyebrow at that part. "'Our planet'? You aren't from Earth, I thought you were?" She leans back a bit, checking out his rear end... to see if he has a tail, really! "Where's your tail? Tucker and Ryan have tails..." She looks to the woman. "So she's like possessed or something? Is she gunna start swearing and spitting out split pea soup, or is that all Hollywood's doing?"
Chris rolled his eyes, trying to remain serious. "I meant 'our planet' like yours and mine. Earth. Terra Firma." He sighed, shaking his head. Getting back to the subject at hand, he shook his head, "No, avatars aren't really possessed. They are creations that are really only active when their master decides to pull their strings."
Kaden straightens up when he rolls his eyes, trying to be serious for him. "Ooooh," she says, nodding slowly. "What happens next?"
"A lot of talking." Chris said, as the words of several arguments among the twelve elves began. "It came here and offered the magic beyond their wildest dreams, the power to shape the world around them, without using any energy of their own. It was an intreging offer, one which was debated for a long time."
"Kind of like what must've happened to Wade?" she questions, watching the elves argue with each other.
This thought didn't even phase Chris as the scene around them began to accelerate. "When we receive the memory, we have to listen to every argument ever made, but for your sake, I won't force you through that." Time around them returned to normal as two of the twelve stepped towards the woman. Chris motioned for Kaden to be quiet as they spoke.
"We have considered your offer for some time." The first one said, his arms crossed in front of him, "And we do find it to be very intreging."
"But," Interupted the second one, "We can not deny the fact that your arrival here is somewhat odd. You were not asked to come, you were not summoned, and yet here you stand before us, the most beautiful elf who ever lived, that has no mother."
The first one nodded to the second one, before continuing, "We have come to believe, that you are the darkness that we always feared would come to our world. You are the One Who Stands Alone."
The woman began to chuckle, a sound void of merriment. "Who or what I am," She said, her voice soft, the sound something pleasing to the ears, "Is of no consequence. What I offer you is very real, and you simply must choose if you want to suffer the fate of all great races who attempt to survive by their own strength alone."
The second one broke in at this point, his voice filled with ridicule, "We have been ruling the elven kingdom for years beyond rememberance already. We are not like the race of gnomes, jacklins, dragonoms, or others who have fallen. We search for strength through wisdom and understanding, not though shortcuts."
The first raised his hand, silencing the second. "But, we would not deny your offer if you wished only to pass onto us the means of understanding this new magic, and not simply giving it to us."
Kaden watches the exchange, remaining silent while it happens. "What are dragonoms?" she whispers in his ear.
Chris leaned over, whispering, "They were a race of beings that tried to merge themselves with dragon forms. For a while they had the ability to change shape between humanoid and dragons, but they ended up losing control of it. They all either changed to complete dragons, or they died." It was a much more complex story, but this was the version that Chris was going to give at that moment.
The woman in the center was the one who finally broke the silence, her voice slightly sharper to the ears now. "I do not offer knowledge without a price. You are asking for something for nothing."
The second opened his mouth to speak, but the first quickly silenced him. "We know the laws of this world, just as well as I'm sure someone of your knowledge does. Nothing can be given, if nothing is taken first.
"So we offer you this deal. Any of us who use your magic, will submit to you ourselves, for as long as we use it." The man was obviously choosing his words carefully, though he didn't pause once when speaking.
The woman was silent for a long time, her bright piercing eyes staring intently into the unwavering ones of the first elf. "How do I know that you will uphold your end of the bargain?"
The first bowed slightly, "You have the word of the elven kingdom." The woman seemed satisfied with this, as he reached into her cloak, pulling out a bundle of large scrolls.
"You are wise oh immortal elves. With your words you have secured your destiny, but with your hearts you have sealed your fate." Then with a curt nod, the woman vanished from the area.
Chris turned towards Kaden, as the area around them melted back into the darkness. "She came back, several times over the next hundred years. But the council would not be moved in their position. They allowed a few scholars to read the scrolls, but for the most part they were kept locked away in a vault in the palace. The council knew the damage this could do in anyones hands, right or wrong, so they hid it away."
"Is that everything you wanted me to see?" she asks, feeling less nervous once they're in the dark and away from all the pretty-looking elves. "Or is there more?"
"There is much more to be seen." Chris said, as the darkness around them faded away, replaced by yet another dark tree-enclosed area. Here only four elves worked, three men and one female, though this woman's beauty was nothing like that of the first one that had been shown. Chris motioned to her, "She is a real elf." He said, just so that Kaden wouldn't confuse her with the One Who Stands Alone.
They were all holding very familiar looking scrolls, each reading in silence. "These are four of the latter scholars that the council mistakenly chose to study the Scrolls of Darkness. They spent nine years studying the magic that the scrolls described, and when it was time to return the scrolls to the vault, the scholars, and the scrolls, vanished." The four elves studying suddenly turned into smoke, and blew away into the darkness of the trees.
"This is how the first dark magic war came into being. From here the four scholars began to expiriment with their abilities, in all sorts of places." The scene around them changed, showing many different places. Jungles filled with grotesquely shaped animals, deserts with scorpions and snakes the size of large vans and busses.
"But just messing with nature wasn't good enough for them. They began to create creatures that were part from nature, part dark magic." Dark Centuar in a blackened prairie appeared, followed by visions of imps, golems, and finally, werewolves.
Kaden blinks when the werewolves appear; some of her relatives resemble them, although very, very slightly. Only one of them has a black coat like she does, the rest of them being darker shades of gray. She looks up at Chris, wondering if he thinks she's horribly evil for being what she is.
Chris meets her eyes, shaking his head. He knew showing her this was going to raise some concerns, but he didn't want her to think about it. "Being a werewolf wasn't a choice for you, I don't condem you for it, and you shouldn't condem yourself for it either. It may be a part of you, but it doesn't not control you."
"Sometimes it does, but I don't mind it much," she says softly, watching the werewolves again. She'd love to ask questions and learn more about what's happened to their species, who the first one was and why.
The images soon vanished, as Chris and Kaden appeared a top of a great cliff, overlooking a huge plain. A long distance off, approaching from the west, was seen a large mass of shapes, irregular even amongst themselves.
Opposite them, from the east, approached an organized army. They all wore similar green outfits, and marched in time to the sound of soft music being played from an unknown source within the army ranks.
"This is where the battle was finally raged." Chris said, his arms sweeping out to encompass everything that was within their range of sight. "By the time the council finally brought the full force of the elven army together to fight the forces of darkness, two hundred and ninty-seven more elves had turned and joined the side of darkness.
"Augmented by the forces that had been spawned by the dark magic, their side out-numbered the council's forces twenty-five-to-one." The two forces drew closer and closer together, until they stopped in what had to be several miles apart, though from this height, they appeared relatively close. An envoy from each army rode out into the center of the plain, establishing a neutral ground for talks. "There were two days of negotiations." Chris said, motioning towards the tent that was being set up. "It ended when the council would not agree to the dark users terms."
"What were their terms?" she asks, sitting down on the edge so that she can see a little better, and be more comfortable. She holds onto some rocks, just in case she should fall and like... die or something. One of her flip-flops slips right off.
Chris joins her, summoning her shoe back with a flick of his wrist. "They wanted the complete and full surrender of the entire elven empire. They said that if the council wouldn't agree, then they would hunt every elf who survived the war to the ends of the world, kill every last one of them.
"But the council wouldn't agree. They said they would rather watch the elven empire fall to the hands of darkness by the edge of a blade, than by their own folly. They felt they were responsible for this in the first place, since they had taken the scrolls from the strange woman."
"Surrender sounds much, much less painful," Kaden whispers, watching the two sides somewhat sadly. She wraps her arms around her legs, resting her chin on her knees.
"They would have turned the entire elven kingdom into a land of shadows." Chris said softly, watching as the two envoys departed the center of the plain, the tent being abandoned by both groups. "Can you imagine hundreds of beings of my magical strength and wisdom, killing and pillaging at will. Mortals of any kind would probably have all been forced into servitutude."
Kaden frowns a little at that. "Yeah but either way, no one wins," she says quietly. She scoots closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder. It must be hard for him to have to watch. "At least if you guys surrendered, they'd all still be alive."
"Maybe..." Chris said softly, watching as the dark users begin to advance across the field.
Each of the groups prepared for battle. The imps summoned fireballs, the werewolves changed from their human form to their wolf form, large behemoths unsheathed different blunt and sharp weapons, as they crossed the plain.
The elven army on the other hand didn't advance, though movement was obvious. "This one tactic here, assured them a more equal standing in the battle to come." Chris said, motioning towards the elves.
As the dark army came within range, a volley of arrows and bolts of pure white magic launched from the elven ranks. Hundreds, thousands, of the dark army fell beneath this attack, before a volley of fireballs and flashes of dark magic was launched back at them.
Kaden winces when the elves make their moves, throwing the white magic, and has to close her eyes because they're starting to water. It's kind of like looking directly into the sun for a few minutes, or something. "Fuck," she mutters, rubbing her eyes. Her head hurts just a little, too.
Chris glanced over at her, a concerned look flitting across his face. "Sorry, I thought we'd be far enough away that it wouldn't effect you."
"It's okay," she says softly, rubbing her eyes. She looks up at him after a moment. "What was that?"
"White magic," Chris said, considering casting a spell to protect her from it's effects; but with them already basically inside a spell, he didn't want to disrupt his current one with a new one. "It'll be over shortly." He said, as the battle raged on in the background. Getting to his feet, he extending his hand to Kaden. "It's time for me to show you the aftermath."
Kaden takes his hand, slowly standing up. She's careful not to slip on the rocks, since flip-flops aren't ideal climbing shoes. She stands up and dusts her jeans off.
Once they were both back on their feet, the world twisted out of site around them, replaced quickly by the plain that had just been staring down upon, only this time, it's filled with the broken, bleeding, dying, and dead bodies of thousands and thousands of creatures, elves, and some things that are too injured to identify.
There was a long empty silence before Chris spoke. "Four years. Four years is how long the council waited after the first of the elves began openly turning to darkness. They thought that perhaps if they'd just give them all the chance to see the light, then a fight could be avoided. War wasn't necessary to fix the damage."
This is a log from the old group Sly_Life. The information here is entirely my own creation, and was done as a part of the backstory created for the character Chris (who I played).
"Don't worry," Chris said, a dim light appearing below them. "I just want you to see..." Finally the darkness parted, though only slightly. They were now standing in a small enclosed field.
The area was lined with gigantic tress, each so close together that there was no visible path in or out of the area. From above them, the sun light just barely pierced the boughs, giving the area the impression of being in constant night.
In the center of the space stood twelve tall elves. They all stood in a circle around another being. This other being appeared to be a female elf, but it's appearance was more brilliant and beautiful than any being that had ever before graced the eyes of most living beings. The elves surrounding it seems ugly by comparison.
Yet through all this beauty, there seemed to be something that wasn't quite right about this woman. Her eyes, though bright, didn't seem to hold any joy or happiness about them. The smile spread across her face lacked the amusement that it seemed to try to portray.
All twelve of the elves were speaking in hushed tones, while the woman waited silently in the center. "Remind you of anything?" Chris asked, stepping away from Kaden, and motioning towards the woman.
Kaden looks the woman up and down slowly, biting her lower lip. She is studying her hard, trying to search her own mind and see if she knows this woman from somewhere, but she comes up with nothing. She shakes her head, quickly stepping away so she's standing beside Chris. "I have no idea who she is," she says softly, feeling more than a little nervous. Her hand slips into his.
Chris took her hand, nodding, "And the serpent was more beautiful than any creature seen before. Its appearance was one of randiance and beauty." He said, reciting from the bible. "Looks a lot different from when human's met it, but here stands another avatar of the Great Deceiver."
Kaden looks absolutely clueless, raising her eyebrow at him. She's only leafed through the Bible once or twice in her entire life, and even then it was just to look at the pictures in the Children's Bible. The beheading painting was pretty cool-looking, she remembers.
Chris glanced over at Kaden, which only made him have to supress a laugh. "Don't you know the Garden of Eden story?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, "The fall of man from perfection, when the serpent tempted humans with knowledge, and humans accepted, thus dooming themselves to hurt and suffering forever."
"Dude, I've only read the Bible like twice in my entire life, gimmee a break." Kaden nods a little. "I kind of remember it. I remember it involved living naked in a bunch of trees, and an apple." She looks up at him. "Is that who she is? Eden?"
Chris shook his head, "She is a different manifestation of the same evil that corrupted mankind." Chris figured that It had probably shown its face to almost every race that was smart enough to accept its offers. "In Eden it chose to appear as something familiar, and it did the same here."
"So she's the Devil?" Kaden asks, pointing her thumb at the lady. "But she's so pretty..." She bites her lower lip, looking toward her again.
There was a short pause, before Chris nodded, "It has been called different things by different races of beings, but in short, yes. The 'Devil' himself can not exist in our level of existance, so he places what we called 'avatars' on our planet. They are forms that he can inhabit, and control for short periods of time." Motioning towards the woman, he said, "This is one of Its avatars."
Kaden raises an eyebrow at that part. "'Our planet'? You aren't from Earth, I thought you were?" She leans back a bit, checking out his rear end... to see if he has a tail, really! "Where's your tail? Tucker and Ryan have tails..." She looks to the woman. "So she's like possessed or something? Is she gunna start swearing and spitting out split pea soup, or is that all Hollywood's doing?"
Chris rolled his eyes, trying to remain serious. "I meant 'our planet' like yours and mine. Earth. Terra Firma." He sighed, shaking his head. Getting back to the subject at hand, he shook his head, "No, avatars aren't really possessed. They are creations that are really only active when their master decides to pull their strings."
Kaden straightens up when he rolls his eyes, trying to be serious for him. "Ooooh," she says, nodding slowly. "What happens next?"
"A lot of talking." Chris said, as the words of several arguments among the twelve elves began. "It came here and offered the magic beyond their wildest dreams, the power to shape the world around them, without using any energy of their own. It was an intreging offer, one which was debated for a long time."
"Kind of like what must've happened to Wade?" she questions, watching the elves argue with each other.
This thought didn't even phase Chris as the scene around them began to accelerate. "When we receive the memory, we have to listen to every argument ever made, but for your sake, I won't force you through that." Time around them returned to normal as two of the twelve stepped towards the woman. Chris motioned for Kaden to be quiet as they spoke.
"We have considered your offer for some time." The first one said, his arms crossed in front of him, "And we do find it to be very intreging."
"But," Interupted the second one, "We can not deny the fact that your arrival here is somewhat odd. You were not asked to come, you were not summoned, and yet here you stand before us, the most beautiful elf who ever lived, that has no mother."
The first one nodded to the second one, before continuing, "We have come to believe, that you are the darkness that we always feared would come to our world. You are the One Who Stands Alone."
The woman began to chuckle, a sound void of merriment. "Who or what I am," She said, her voice soft, the sound something pleasing to the ears, "Is of no consequence. What I offer you is very real, and you simply must choose if you want to suffer the fate of all great races who attempt to survive by their own strength alone."
The second one broke in at this point, his voice filled with ridicule, "We have been ruling the elven kingdom for years beyond rememberance already. We are not like the race of gnomes, jacklins, dragonoms, or others who have fallen. We search for strength through wisdom and understanding, not though shortcuts."
The first raised his hand, silencing the second. "But, we would not deny your offer if you wished only to pass onto us the means of understanding this new magic, and not simply giving it to us."
Kaden watches the exchange, remaining silent while it happens. "What are dragonoms?" she whispers in his ear.
Chris leaned over, whispering, "They were a race of beings that tried to merge themselves with dragon forms. For a while they had the ability to change shape between humanoid and dragons, but they ended up losing control of it. They all either changed to complete dragons, or they died." It was a much more complex story, but this was the version that Chris was going to give at that moment.
The woman in the center was the one who finally broke the silence, her voice slightly sharper to the ears now. "I do not offer knowledge without a price. You are asking for something for nothing."
The second opened his mouth to speak, but the first quickly silenced him. "We know the laws of this world, just as well as I'm sure someone of your knowledge does. Nothing can be given, if nothing is taken first.
"So we offer you this deal. Any of us who use your magic, will submit to you ourselves, for as long as we use it." The man was obviously choosing his words carefully, though he didn't pause once when speaking.
The woman was silent for a long time, her bright piercing eyes staring intently into the unwavering ones of the first elf. "How do I know that you will uphold your end of the bargain?"
The first bowed slightly, "You have the word of the elven kingdom." The woman seemed satisfied with this, as he reached into her cloak, pulling out a bundle of large scrolls.
"You are wise oh immortal elves. With your words you have secured your destiny, but with your hearts you have sealed your fate." Then with a curt nod, the woman vanished from the area.
Chris turned towards Kaden, as the area around them melted back into the darkness. "She came back, several times over the next hundred years. But the council would not be moved in their position. They allowed a few scholars to read the scrolls, but for the most part they were kept locked away in a vault in the palace. The council knew the damage this could do in anyones hands, right or wrong, so they hid it away."
"Is that everything you wanted me to see?" she asks, feeling less nervous once they're in the dark and away from all the pretty-looking elves. "Or is there more?"
"There is much more to be seen." Chris said, as the darkness around them faded away, replaced by yet another dark tree-enclosed area. Here only four elves worked, three men and one female, though this woman's beauty was nothing like that of the first one that had been shown. Chris motioned to her, "She is a real elf." He said, just so that Kaden wouldn't confuse her with the One Who Stands Alone.
They were all holding very familiar looking scrolls, each reading in silence. "These are four of the latter scholars that the council mistakenly chose to study the Scrolls of Darkness. They spent nine years studying the magic that the scrolls described, and when it was time to return the scrolls to the vault, the scholars, and the scrolls, vanished." The four elves studying suddenly turned into smoke, and blew away into the darkness of the trees.
"This is how the first dark magic war came into being. From here the four scholars began to expiriment with their abilities, in all sorts of places." The scene around them changed, showing many different places. Jungles filled with grotesquely shaped animals, deserts with scorpions and snakes the size of large vans and busses.
"But just messing with nature wasn't good enough for them. They began to create creatures that were part from nature, part dark magic." Dark Centuar in a blackened prairie appeared, followed by visions of imps, golems, and finally, werewolves.
Kaden blinks when the werewolves appear; some of her relatives resemble them, although very, very slightly. Only one of them has a black coat like she does, the rest of them being darker shades of gray. She looks up at Chris, wondering if he thinks she's horribly evil for being what she is.
Chris meets her eyes, shaking his head. He knew showing her this was going to raise some concerns, but he didn't want her to think about it. "Being a werewolf wasn't a choice for you, I don't condem you for it, and you shouldn't condem yourself for it either. It may be a part of you, but it doesn't not control you."
"Sometimes it does, but I don't mind it much," she says softly, watching the werewolves again. She'd love to ask questions and learn more about what's happened to their species, who the first one was and why.
The images soon vanished, as Chris and Kaden appeared a top of a great cliff, overlooking a huge plain. A long distance off, approaching from the west, was seen a large mass of shapes, irregular even amongst themselves.
Opposite them, from the east, approached an organized army. They all wore similar green outfits, and marched in time to the sound of soft music being played from an unknown source within the army ranks.
"This is where the battle was finally raged." Chris said, his arms sweeping out to encompass everything that was within their range of sight. "By the time the council finally brought the full force of the elven army together to fight the forces of darkness, two hundred and ninty-seven more elves had turned and joined the side of darkness.
"Augmented by the forces that had been spawned by the dark magic, their side out-numbered the council's forces twenty-five-to-one." The two forces drew closer and closer together, until they stopped in what had to be several miles apart, though from this height, they appeared relatively close. An envoy from each army rode out into the center of the plain, establishing a neutral ground for talks. "There were two days of negotiations." Chris said, motioning towards the tent that was being set up. "It ended when the council would not agree to the dark users terms."
"What were their terms?" she asks, sitting down on the edge so that she can see a little better, and be more comfortable. She holds onto some rocks, just in case she should fall and like... die or something. One of her flip-flops slips right off.
Chris joins her, summoning her shoe back with a flick of his wrist. "They wanted the complete and full surrender of the entire elven empire. They said that if the council wouldn't agree, then they would hunt every elf who survived the war to the ends of the world, kill every last one of them.
"But the council wouldn't agree. They said they would rather watch the elven empire fall to the hands of darkness by the edge of a blade, than by their own folly. They felt they were responsible for this in the first place, since they had taken the scrolls from the strange woman."
"Surrender sounds much, much less painful," Kaden whispers, watching the two sides somewhat sadly. She wraps her arms around her legs, resting her chin on her knees.
"They would have turned the entire elven kingdom into a land of shadows." Chris said softly, watching as the two envoys departed the center of the plain, the tent being abandoned by both groups. "Can you imagine hundreds of beings of my magical strength and wisdom, killing and pillaging at will. Mortals of any kind would probably have all been forced into servitutude."
Kaden frowns a little at that. "Yeah but either way, no one wins," she says quietly. She scoots closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder. It must be hard for him to have to watch. "At least if you guys surrendered, they'd all still be alive."
"Maybe..." Chris said softly, watching as the dark users begin to advance across the field.
Each of the groups prepared for battle. The imps summoned fireballs, the werewolves changed from their human form to their wolf form, large behemoths unsheathed different blunt and sharp weapons, as they crossed the plain.
The elven army on the other hand didn't advance, though movement was obvious. "This one tactic here, assured them a more equal standing in the battle to come." Chris said, motioning towards the elves.
As the dark army came within range, a volley of arrows and bolts of pure white magic launched from the elven ranks. Hundreds, thousands, of the dark army fell beneath this attack, before a volley of fireballs and flashes of dark magic was launched back at them.
Kaden winces when the elves make their moves, throwing the white magic, and has to close her eyes because they're starting to water. It's kind of like looking directly into the sun for a few minutes, or something. "Fuck," she mutters, rubbing her eyes. Her head hurts just a little, too.
Chris glanced over at her, a concerned look flitting across his face. "Sorry, I thought we'd be far enough away that it wouldn't effect you."
"It's okay," she says softly, rubbing her eyes. She looks up at him after a moment. "What was that?"
"White magic," Chris said, considering casting a spell to protect her from it's effects; but with them already basically inside a spell, he didn't want to disrupt his current one with a new one. "It'll be over shortly." He said, as the battle raged on in the background. Getting to his feet, he extending his hand to Kaden. "It's time for me to show you the aftermath."
Kaden takes his hand, slowly standing up. She's careful not to slip on the rocks, since flip-flops aren't ideal climbing shoes. She stands up and dusts her jeans off.
Once they were both back on their feet, the world twisted out of site around them, replaced quickly by the plain that had just been staring down upon, only this time, it's filled with the broken, bleeding, dying, and dead bodies of thousands and thousands of creatures, elves, and some things that are too injured to identify.
There was a long empty silence before Chris spoke. "Four years. Four years is how long the council waited after the first of the elves began openly turning to darkness. They thought that perhaps if they'd just give them all the chance to see the light, then a fight could be avoided. War wasn't necessary to fix the damage."