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2012-02-15, 06:27 AM (ISO 8601)
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Re: Heroes of the Fall
The Banquet
Before Khalen could begin his search for The Weaver, he heard the tolling of the summoning bell, calling him and his siblings to the Court of Baz'Auran. He sighed and slowly made his way to the banqueting hall. There was a spectacular feat laid out for all, with a thousand fruits, meats and meads for all. Yet Khalen barely touched the meal in front of him.
Soon it was time for the questions. Jongo, true as ever to his nature, asked a rather ridiculous and purposeless question. Aerin in his never ending struggle to forge some meaningful identity for himself asked how he could change his ways. Eventually, Khalen spoke.
"Father. If I have heard correctly, you plan to send us to the Great Disk. The Disk is your creation, yet you choose to burden us with ruling it." Khalen could feel his anger rising as he continued.
"The Disk is your most important work, yet you leave it in the hands of children! There are those of us that would tear it apart through warfare, others that would see their domains cover the world. Some who would take the world apart, bit by bit to see how it was made and others who let their realms slide into anarchy and chaos through their apathy!"
Tears of rage began to stream down Khalen's face as he glared at the serene figure at the head of the table. "Why would you do this to us, Father?!"
Last edited by The Succubus; 2012-02-15 at 06:55 AM.