The Ancient Library

hmmm more fools to play with.. Dark Angel said to her self.. now what could a ghost like me do to mess with them.. As mashekle waited for Nyxa to reply... he heard a voice soft in his ear.. (death awaits you" death awaits you.) filled with fear he jerked back and found no one there.. Whats the matter mashekle.. you look like you saw a ghost? peros asked with concern..

Lifting her head from the book in front of her. Nyxa starts to think to herself "if I listen to these guys maybe they will leave me alone." Nyxa listens to the story from the 2 men and also at the same time wonders to herself about the "vision" she saw and wonders what that was all about. Shaking that thought from her head, Nyxa goes back to listening to the history and story of this Heart of Tyria. It does sound interesting to her and sounds like fun. The thought of going on this little adventure did excite Nyxa, but could she trust these 2? "they need you"......."she needs you"Nyxa knows this voice and knows not to question it. "Well if I agree to help you with finding this Heart, you must help with something in return." "Now tell me what are your plans on getting to this heart, and what do the 2 of you plan on doing with it once you get it?"

"uuummmm... well......" Mashekle hesitated, as he realized he hadnt thought it through that far yet. "Well, actually.....I dont have a plan ma'am. But I assure you I am very talented in the ways of stealth. And I'm not a bad mage either." With that he winked, and hoped she didnt laugh and walk away. "Death awaits you..." He heard in is ear. Mashekle leapt up and spun around quickly to see who had said it. Realizing how stupid he must now look, he turned back to face the studious young woman. As he spun around he leapt into the air and performed a flying spin kick. "As you can see milady.... I am very skilled." He put on his best smile hoping she bought it.

"you think spinning and kicking in the air is going to impress me?, you need much more than that." Looking over to the other young male "So what do you plan of doing with this jewel, and what skills do you have?"

Holding out his right hand, he started chanting a small spell and a bright light appeared from his hand. A glow flowed through Nyxa and ended. Then looking at Nyxa with a smirk on his face, Peros said "As you can see I'm trained in the ways of light. And to answer your question about why I want the jewel, lets just say I am just intrested in finding the jewel and saying it exist."

Mashekle looked the lady directly in the eyes. "M'lady... have you not heard her voice?" At this he looked down, feeling very ashamed.. "She speaks to me often... she says that the heart of tyria is the only thing that mortals can use to kill a god. I know not yet what she wishes with it, but I feel compelled to find it. will you aide me? No.... Will you aide the Dark Lady? "

With a smirk on Peros' face and glances at Mashekle, he thinks, "It seems there are greater forces at work I see. " He glances back at Nyxa and waits for her answer.

"Yes I have heard her speak to me, she has been with me most of my life. She has helped me with many things and guided me thru many ordeals. I have also know about out "chance" encounter for many days now." "I was wondering when the two of you would actaully show." Looking around at the tables covered with books, now lets see what we can find out about this jewel and it's history and origin before we set out on this quest of ours. " I have one more question for you both, do either of you know anything about a woman with fire red hair and a man that looks like the walking dead?"

Mashekle seems stricken by this question. "I.....I swear I remember helping save a fiery red haired damsel from a necromancer of ill repute. .... but it makes no since...." Mashekle began to sway back and forth, finally plummeting to the floor head first. "Mashekle... you other half was separated from you at birth. A dark mage cast a terrible spell on you to stop you from getting the heart. I am reuniting you with your other half, and I am sending your friends with you." Mashekle heard this all as his eyes swept across the fleeing terrain. As his feet began to descend toward the cracked earth, he noticed 2 others gliding along side him. Below him he saw his other half about to cast a spell on what appeared to be a wraith.

"Hmmm...I don't remember getting anything that could make me fly...Wait a second, FLYING!?" Peros exclaimed as the three rushed through the wind to their new destination. They saw there selves in a desolute place, it seemed somewhere in the regions of Kryta. It was almost a very dead swampy look to it and almost nothing could survive under these harsh conditions only with who were even strong enough could handle the poison in the air and in the water. It seemed like a graveyard of dead souls. The one destinct mark was that the ground was cracked. Mashekle's other half was in a harsh battle that would almost seem uncertain until the wrait casted its spell of lightning, bringing forth a lightning bolt from the sky to strike on him. It interuppted Mashekle's other half's next spell to finish the wraith off. With a very fatal would, the poison of the miasma started to seep into his wound. Peros knew he had to help him, and in the moment, revieled his staff and waved it. A symbol of light appeared and the bright light healed Mashekle's other half, and Peros waved it again the other way, a blue light with yellow circles appeared and bubbles started to surround Mashekle's other half, only to leave and with no more poison in him. All three landed on the surface ready to fight this wraith. Only to find it was not alone.

Mashekle spell is cast, as the Wraith is hit by a fireball in the chest as it jumped for Mashekle knocking the Wraith back. While he was occupied with his spell though, a bone fiend seeing its chance pounced towards Mashekle. Mashekle quickly draws his weapon hoping to block the attack, knowing he doesnt have a chance to counterattack. As he draws his weapon, an arrow flies past his head taking the monster in the head and down to the ground. Everyone turns to see where the arrow came from, to see a tall man with long green tinted hair in a long forest green coat, with the hilt of a long slinder sword pertruding from under the coat, and a dirk sheathed on his chest, the bow which rested on his back, now in hand. "Eliander!" exclaimed Mashekle, Eliander jumped down from the perch from where he stood. "Hey Mashekle, long time no see" said Eliander as everyone got ready for the Wraith's next attack.

Looking over at Mashekle, "are you ok from that fall?" Mashekle looks over and gives a weak nod. Nyxa then turns to the one who just showed, "nice shot but I could have gotten it, but again thank you, the more help the better" Looking around the area, "now if I had a way to explain how we got here and why there were to Mashekle's, my day may make a little more sense" Nyxa thought to herself.

Mashekle then stands up with a fiery blue glow in his mouth as he levitates in the sky. He then begins speaking in a godly voice. "To all of you who have ever doubted me, PUNISHMENT IS NOW!!!!!!!" Mashekle then lifted his arms as blue liquid engulfed him, and then started swirling around his upper torso. He then pointed his arms downward to the infidels who quivered before him. "DDDIIIIEEEEE!!!!!!" He bellowed in an unearthly scream. The blue liquid began surrounding everyone within a 3,000 mile radius. As the liquid touched people they cried out for mercy, but the god mashekle was in no mood for peasants. "NONE SHALL LIVE!!!!" The blue liquid then turned red and a loud sizzling could be heard as peoples bodies began to melt. "FORGIVE US OH MIGHTY LORD MASHEKLE!@!@!@ PLEASE FORGIVE US!!!" Mashekle just giggled as the liquid turned black, and all the noises of the land stopped. Everyone fore thousands of miles around the uber lord mashekle had been melted and then hardened into stone so thick that even the ultimate god of the lands mashekle couldnt break it.

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