The Evil Mask: Part Two


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Posted by Galethien Elvade on Hisime 09, 2003 at 07:05:58 pm

In Reply to: The Evil Helm posted by Galethien Elvade on Hisime 08, 2003 at 04:31:07 pm

The air was fresh after the day's rain, and the last of the sunshine felt good as Galethien climbed out from the water. She wrapped herself in her cloak to dry off a bit and sat down on edge of the bank. The sun was beginning to cast its evening shadows. She close her eyes and listened as the waterfall softly played a melody.

Galethien quickly opened her eyes as she felt a warm sensation; she looked down and saw the crystal she wore around her neck glowing softly. She took the necklace off and as she held in her hand, she gazed into it the light began grow stronger.

The mist slowly cleared and the Tower of Ea'manne Tasartir stood in the clearing of Tel'Ruid. Priestess Ea'mmane was standing on the rooftop garden as she lovingly attended to the Mallorn seeding as she sang her evening vespers. She then went inside, daylight slipped into nightfall. Suddenly mist began to fill the crystal and once again began to clear.

This time Galethien saw three dark shadows carefully making their way through the forest and then the stopped at the edge of a clearing. Galethien immediately recognized the clearing in Tel'Ruid, the shadows made their way across and entered the tower of Ea'manne Tasartir. Galethien gazed closer as a feeling of dread over came her. The shadows appeared upon the rooftop and over to where the Mallorn Seedling was resting. One of them grabbed it and hid it wrapped in a piece of material of some kind and they bolted out from the tower. Quickly they ran back into the forest. The crystal went dark.

:The Mallorn Seedling", as it flashed in her mind, Galethien had remembered it was resting at Tower Ea'mmane Tasartir until the new temple was finished. Galethien quickly grabbed her leathers off the bush and dressed. Letting out a loud whistle, Elombor looked up from his grazing and then trotted over to her. She climbed up on him and headed for the Tower.

(OCC: Be sure to be on your guard tonight)

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