Kazurial
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A large continent floating high above ground, swimming in the vast ocean of clouds. This continent consists of it's own kind of nature, most creatures either has wings of magical ability to soar in the sky. It has a very lush invironment, usually larger trees, hundreds of yards tall can be found in this continent alone. It has two lakes, of which the wilf life uses as substanance, with two kingdoms occupying a lake each. One kingdom, called Harmorelia, famed for their exquizite statues and fine crafting of buildings, houses, and roads. Home to the gargoyle king, Skeevum Dolth'ere the 7th. The second kingdom, the kingdom of Yophestus, home to the moderately peaceful race of Harpians, creatures more akin to birds and humans, friends of the gripphons and the wyverns, dragons, and wind serpents. Thier entire complex made out of well crafted wood and stalagmite towers, supported by the towering black bark trees. (harpians = half human and harpie)

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"I am your mysterious past and inevitable future, I do not hide from the light, I welcome it to the darkness." "Born into madness, my reality and methods are unconventional, yet to my liking." "I enjoy the pain an relish in the death and sorry of others, it is as omnipresent as air itself." "They look to me as a mistake wrought upon the world, conjured by some dark necromancer of sorts, yet i started off just like you, normal, frail, weak and pathetic but unlike you my strength is now limitless." I sat on my throne bored looking down on the The weak and how they banded together to form a even bigger pile of weaklings, i laughed." "but i was bored with the weak and so called (not-so) strong, i restricted myself to a fraction of my capabilities and they still fell, wave by wave." Yet it was my very own creators who managed to at least confine me, for this i was pleased, they were finally smart enough to stop me in this state, but they were no fools they knew my potential."" though alchemy and the very magic used to get me to this level they concocted a suit to keep me within this limited power." With my hands bound to this suit this handicap made it possible to actually have fun."" i was confined to the darkest dungeons where i gladly waited a warrior strong enough to ease this eternal boredom."" My name is 'Elision' and i released myself , just to see a world of warriors, sages and all matters of entertainment."
"I don't tell you to fear me, its already implied."


elision the dark past of the druids, his mission was to purge all those who oppose the order of light, the druids thought that this was there greatest achievement a limitless light as the beacon of the druids supremacy in that age , yet the darkness inside his own being caused conflict with his duties.
the light he was blessed with became tainted and the limitless light got plunged into a dark void from where light could not exist. They looked upon their horrid creation as he fell into a dark abyss and with no way of stopping him they waited for their chance to strike and rid this mistake. he killed all who confronted him whether it be a brave warrior to a timid child, he showed no mercy to anyone he considered weak. He was the dark scourge, many warriors made their last stand in his domain, the druids constantly tried to cover up this mistake but the word was spreading that a entity like no other was killing all the top ranked warriors. Fearful that more will come to seek revenge or glory by trying killing elision will inevitably meet there demise by his hands, So much bloodshed was not an option for the druids, they gathered the 12 best warriors of their time to remedy this problem, the news was heard and more accompanied them, they stormed his domain and drove by drove they fell, Elision enjoying their futile efforts laughed and mocked every fallen warrior. when they were all annihilated Elision roared" is there not one able to fight, is this all this age can offer, these so called elites pack together to form an even bigger weakling, the constant barrage of flies does not amuse me anymore is there not one to match me, is there not one to at least entertain me." then he heard a a mutter from the pile of bodies, a lone boy, his body bruised and battered, he looked as if he was at the brink of death wielding a weapon larger than his body yelled."I i i i swore that i will kill y y y-ou you, face me once again demon." he looked at this boy for a moment and a gentle smile came over his face. Elision appeared in front or him and glared into his eyes and said,"boy i have seen many weaklings die from what i did from a single strike, yet you are the only one to ever stand up and face me again, i see a strength in you, but don't get cocky you are no were near my caliber, yet i will grant u a battle like none before and i will give you a fitting death." the dark aura that surrounded Elision seemed to shrink, he began to cut his power to the level of this warrior and set up for a strike. Seeing this from a distance the druids make there strike they leaped in and fastened a harness around him, Elision seemed unamused but yet did nothing to stop them, as they looked at him they explained the strange garment they adorned him with. One of the elder druids appeared and gave the young warrior a healing touch to ease the pain, as he approach Elision he said" My way ward mistake your pride has cost you your reign this vest will keep you at this restricted level for all eternity and none can take it off,this warrior will be your reaper, may the light erase you from existence."
As he walked off Elision laughed madly,"you think this will stop me, restricting my hands just makes it more exciting, bring this so called reaper, let me welcome him." the young warrior rushed towards Elision with his sword in hand to lay the finishing blow he powered up his sword with a blinding light , Elision made a glance at him at the last minute it was over.
As the druids cleared their eyes they saw a silhouette in the distance, a man sitting on the other with a giant sword beside him, a look of relief came over their face and one shouted," finally the reign of elision is over."
as soon as he muttered those words the giant sword impaled him. As a confused and horrifying look came over their face they looked toward the elder druid who seemed pale. they all looked to the elder druid for answers and one by one as they turned to him the seemed to just fall to the floor in a bloody mess. a distant voice said in a soft tone," See, i told you a long time ago this is my reality,, i make the rules and i break them. i allowed you to do this and do me a favor never take me likely again." ellison then appeared behind the elder druid and whispered in his ear, the pale look on the druids face calmed down a little and they walked off together into the darkness...
Many ages passed and the dark legend of elision has been stricken from history, the druids made sure that their dark past will remain a secret, but some say they have seen a dark figure in the midst of great disasters that the druids predicted confined in strange clothing but those who usually say these things are never seen again. who knows maybe the dark past has made its way top our present.
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sunset in the gargoyle den, as these massive creatures begin to awaken from their stone form. elision appeared in the center of these beast with a sinister smile on his face. before the elder gargoyle stirred from its stone form he quickly jumped on his back and broke off both of the elder gargoyles wings, the elder gargoyle let out a terrifying roared in pain that awoke the rest of his brethren.
elision stood in the middle of the commotion," shuddup will ya I've got a few questions to ask you, answer correctly and ill kill you, dont answer correctly i wont kill you but ill make sure every second u breath you wish for death to c...,"before he could finish his sentence the enraged elder gargoyle flung his fist at elision.his mighty hand as big as elisions body would surely crush a man of that size to dust, BOOOOMM!!! the elders might fist crashed into the ground crushing its surroundings, yet elision stood there with this behemoths fist pressing on his forehead, yet he seemed uneffected by the blow.
A sinister smile came over his face and he slowly moved the elder gargoyles hand clearly overpowering it and stated"is that all you can muster, all that screaming and dramatic poses, is this all you have to offer."
elision quickly leap into the sky, as his silhouette was seen amidst the light of the full moon, jus as quickly he go up there he came down with the same force straight at the elder gargoyles skull, ripping the elders face off.
Elision stood in front of the now lifeless body of the elder gargoyle, it fell to its knees then the massive body slammed on the floor, Elision looked back and smiled at the lifeless body and said "now where was i, oh yes before i was rudely interrupted, you all will wish for death to come and that is a promise." he then faced the remaining gargoyles as they looked at him in horror, "prepare to answer my questions," he said. "first question, do you guys actually shit stone or is that a rumor?" the gargoyles had a puzzled look on their faces, then they all let out a loud battle cry which meant one thing war upon th one who desecrated their home."
elision looked at them and said " well if that's how u want it i will do more than oblige i will grant you pain and to the lucky few death, Let us begin." he said.
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The king of Yophestus had three wives and 9 children. The royal family was close and presented a united front to their people. So it was no surprise when Prince Yusf, the next in line for the throne, appointed a whole week for mourning at the murder of his nephew. But that was not all, the Prince wanted vengence and wanted the head of the murderers in his court. The Prince contacted the army and an Arcadian Knight was dispatched, the kingdom breathed a sigh of relief, justice would surely be served

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Shirin found them in Yophestus's darkest alleyways. Her footsteps echoed as she walked upto them. They were feasting on their latest catch, a young harpian. The four men looked up at her. One whistled and the rest laughed loudly mockingly. "Oh, dinner walked to us gentlemen." One said and immediately their demeanour changed. Their mouth started salvitating, their eyes hungry. Shirin stood unfazed, instead she took out an official looking document. "By the order of Prince Yusf, you are accused for the murder of Prince Yahya and are to be excecuted on sight." Shereen's husky voice was low but it seemed to reverbrate around the alleyway. "Royalty tastes the best ya'know." One sneered and they all laughed as they spread out. Shirin observed them. Two seemed to be batlike. One had feathered wings on his back while the last looked like an overgrown bug. She tried not to yawn, but one escaped nevertheless. She unhooked her chain, the crescent blade dangling.She started swinging it, the moon's rays reflected on the metal made it glint. Then she moved. The birdman didnt know what hit him, he didnt emit a sound as he was cut neatly in half. But Shirin had already lost interest, swinging the chain again she caught the bugman as he tried to attack her from the air, Adjusting her grip on the chain she pulled, the blade cut through his midsection. He screamed and fell to the ground dead. The she swung the chain around to the bats who had thought it better to escape. Their throats were sliced before they had risen tenfeet into the air. Calmly Shirin wiped her blade, then with one jerk wrapped the chain around her waist. She cut off each of their heads as the Prince had requested and went towards the castle. Another job well done and Shirin hadnt even broken a sweat.
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Shirin was to headed to Umoba when she recieved her next mission, "Sadoyus?" She muttered and sighed. She hated the place, despised the heat. But it seemed like the group with high bounties on their heads had appaeared and were causing trouble. Her next mission was to catch the one named Kyle Teef. With a flick of her silvery hair in place Shirin strode forward and using the air flew from the cool sky continent to the schorching desert below.
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Avarielle walked from the training ground. She had a decent day. At least some of her trainees paid attention to her. "We are at war, People! I'm trying to help you not get killed. You would think that they would pay more attention than they do," Avarielle said to herself. She pulled her hat up a little and looked out into the sky. The sun was setting. She picked up her pace a little. She had to get home. Her sister, Kyrie, was looking for her to be home around this time. Kyrie acts all weird and gets fussy if Avarielle wasn't home before dark. Besides she had a job tonight and she didn't need her sister breathing down her neck when she tried to leave. She sighed as she walked down the path to her little house away from the main part of town.

They lived on the outskirts of the lake right in the middle of Kazurial. Some people didn't take to kindly to people with out wings. Maybe the only reason why Avarielle get the day job she has she because of her other job. Their house was a nice size with largest room in center of the house and three smaller rooms around it with a fence around their land. She opened the door to her house to find Kyrie standing over the fireplace stirring a pot, her nephew, Titus, playing with his blocks and her pet wolf, Midnight, curled up in ball sleep. Kyrie turned and smiled at Avarielle while her nephew discarded his blocks to hug her. She petted Titus on the head and smiled back at Kyrie. Avarielle took a sit at the table and took off her hat. She ran her fingersthrough her hair and Kyire asked, " How was training today?" as she grabbed bowl from the table and spooned some stew in it.

Avarielle sighed as she looked at the bowl placed before her and said, " Okay I guess. Some of the soliders still wouldn't take it serious. Either it's because I'm a female or I'm a wingless. I don't know and kind of don't care." "Well maybe they well try harder tomorrow," Kyrie said as she placed a bowl in front Titus."Yeah maybe, anyways I have job tonight and I'm leave Midnight here for your protection," Avarielle said as she cut and gave a piece of bread to Titus. Kyrie sat down and bite into her lip as she stirred her bowl of stew. "Okay," Kyrie said in small voice.

The little family ate their dinner in a uncomfortable quiet. Kyrie never asked what this other job was, but she could guess what it was every time Avarielle came home with wounds that needed stitching and her clothes smelled of blood or a figure dressed in black dropped of a large amount of money a few days later. This subject was never a good one for the little household. When Titus fished his meal, Kyrie got up and took him to his room to get ready for bed. Avarielle grabbed the bowls, cups and spoons from the table and place them into the bucket of clean water to be cleaned. She walked into her room to change her clothes. She was only carrying light weight sword and her bow and arrows tonight. She placed the hood of the cape on her head and walked out towards the door.

Kyrie was sitting by the fire knitting with Midnight at her feet when Avarielle walked into the room. "I'll be back in the morning,"Avarielle said right before she walked out the door. "Okay," was Kyrie's answer.Avarielle walked towards the gate as her horse, Wind, walked over to her. She rubbed his nose, "Sorry boy, I don't need you tonight. It's a local job this night," she said. The horse stopped as she walked the gate. Avarielle soon took off running at full speed. She had to catch the ferryman on his way back from Harmorelia tonight to met with her contact.
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3 days have passed, screams were heard from the gargoyle den even in the dead of night. the surrounding creatures stood clear of that chaotic area, knowing a dark entity has disturbed the balance.deep within the head gargoyles cave elision stood, body parts and obsidian flesh laid on the ground and the ceilings. This cruel being toyed with even the strongest of warriors the gargoyle tribe had to offer, he tortured them at night then allowing them to seek peace thought their stone slumber only to awaken to a missing limb or a brother in arms crumbled at their feet. "My patience can only go so far beast" elision said, "i know you sky dwelling bastards see everything and listen to the rumors carried by the winds, NOW! tell me wheat i want to know." all that remained was a few elders, soldiers and eggs what was a strong and proud race of gargoyles, he headed to the most frail looking gargoyle and in a blink shredded it to pieces saying "ONE!" then turning his eyes to the next in line. They looked in horror as their kind was so mercilessly slain and shouted, "we know not of what you speak of, we are a desolate race, hardly showing face like our winged kin, we stick to the caves and live on." As the elder spoke Elision sat on the throne of the decapitated king with an unimpressed look. "You seem to be talking but nothing of what you say is what i want to hear, either you tell me or i shut you up permanently." then he hurled the head of their king at the elders feet. "TWO" Elision said. the gargoyles looked at him and in a final desperate plea charged at him, he smiled.
Morning was upon them the rest of the gargoyle pack was almost annihilated except for one who was armless, he had a vengeful look on him. he said with tears in his eye,"all my family, brothers,sisters even children u slain them all, and for what someone we know nothing about, i will haunt you for this, for all eternity." Elision laughed and replied "join the long list of nightmares which I enjoy seeing when i close my eyes." just then he heard a hatch drop revealing a hand full of eggs, gargoyle babies hid away by a mother most likely before the carnage ensued. "seems there are more of you out there." Elision said walking toward the eggs. "leave them alone, i beg of you" the gargoyle said, " I - I donnn- I dont know of the person you speak of but i know of someone who might, i will tell you j-j-just leave the young alone." Elision walked over to him "speak and i will grant you that." He began to tell him of a high harpy priestess who knew of a beast who might know more into this stranger.
As the sun beamed though the cave the gargoyle slowly started to turn to stone, Elision said "i granted to you that the young ones wont be hurt by my hands, as a bonus you will be in peace in stone."
the gargoyle smiled and as his body slowly turned to stone when it reached his lower jaw elision quickly grabbed his mouth and ripped off the top jaw leaving a topless stone figure. as the blood flowed from the top half of the gargoyles head Elision laughed at the startled look in his eyes and dropped it to the ground. "You didnt turn to stone fast enough,your loss." Elision left the caves in search of the priestess the soldier spoke of.
She flew into her room in the dead of night , then heard a voice,"we have something to talk about, im looking for someone and i was told that you know where i can find that person." She stood startled to see Elision in her quarters on the bodies of two imperial harpian guards dead on the floor. Elision said "please keep your screams to a minimum i don't want to get anymore attention today."
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"i sense you approaching, finally we meet my ill fated druid. it is finally time i expose you to your future." Elision said while holding onto the broken wing of the harpian priestess. "He better be worth it, seems that you have done your part, by the way wings are over rated." Elision laughed as he toyed with the feathers of the harpian royalty. "Sorry about ripping out your tongue you just talked more than u had to, let him knw what i have done to you and hope for your sake that it hurries his step, i dont think you will last much longer in that state." Elision said, then he left her there and sat in view of the would be hero coming to save the priestess with a grin on his face he whispered, "thats right just a little closer." as he starred out the window a silhouette of a wind serpant was seen, "hes finally here."
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Loud creeking thuds echoed throughout the surface of the earth, nearly shaking it's very wake as the large feathered serpent swooped down passed the large wooden gates of the harpian kingdom. Every sane citizen stayed still, knowing full well what was deep inside the castle. All of them cowered where they stood, sat, or laid, praying to thier gods for salvation over the chaos that fell upon them. The mere sight of the dreaded dying harpian placed Noxx in such a rage her mouth immediately sprung open with a burst of blue flames, which was quickly put out by a small figure, whistling through the midst of the flames like a missle, his feet landing at the bottom of the serpent's jaw to quickly shut it back into a tight lock, fluidly moving his body in mid air and using the astral light that portruded from the seals on his shoulder, grabbing Noxx's poor throat, with a twist of movement he separated Clou from his mount and slammed the serpent hard unto the solid ground, creating a smal crator where her head had hit, unconscious from the shock and impact alone.

Clou was quick to react, "Amok Tempo!" he yelled instead of whispering, alerting Elison with a devious smirk. Clou's speed brought him to his foe before Noxx had reached the ground, just to recieve an astral elbow into his neck, anticipated in full, doubling the hit because of his speed, he twirled backwards in rapid succesions before crashing to the ground, luckily muttering "Amok Aegis" strengthening his body to take the impact. "What is this guy. No one has ever seen through my speed before. And I've just improved!" he was lost in pondering, punching his gauntlets together to activate it's power, he then unleashed a great amount of aura, nearly crashing every living creature to the ground by the gravity of his power. "You will regret ever crossing one of my comrades!" His body increased in volume, girth and muscle, his eyes branded with a feral theme. His body was shrouded in a bright green aura, both the Croniel and the Carnal within him was awakened.

With a flash of light he pushed from the ground with a high velocity, reverting from kangaroo into a giant gorrila, "Amok Might!" his arm enlarged with the berserk aura and with great fury swung his right with full force, chorded muscles working in great pumps of blood for the sole hit alone. Elision's astral arm presented a defiant glow as it clashed hard with the powerful thurst, stopping it's very movement with ease. Clou could only look in surprise as Elision chuckled at his attempt, appearing before him within the blink of his eye to land a knee on his chest, fluidly pushing off to come back with both his leg searing intot his gorrila stomach, giving him no chance to switch modes to take the impact of the ground.

Clou could only remember the trembling feeling of loosing Vrienne then, rage welling up within him, Noxx's anger and pain also added to his rage, the sight of his mother figure dying to the mere image of darkness, his true feral instincts slowly rose from within his heart. His sanity began to fade as insanity took over, his gauntlets rang in tune as he rose from the debris, shattering them with a flinch of his muscles "Amok... Trio" he muttered in his breath, his body growing large, then small, in multiple pulsing rates, trying to sieze a valuable amount of volume. The angered druid's muscles began to rip from the fluctuating of both strength and speed, muscles increasing in mass to perform power while trying to compress itself to utilize speed. His eyes no longer had any shade of white, it shed tears of blood while his skin ripped slowly, spraying the ground around him as well as himself with his own blood. His gaze was completely occupied with rage as he stared at Elision, softly landing before him with a devious smile "Are you ready now?" the man chuckled teasingly, never taking his eyes off the enraged druid berserker.

The ground shattered beneath Clou's feet as he took a step forward, his right arm reeled far back for a great, fast and powerful punch. Elision shifted to the side to dodge the hit then pivoted to get to the berseker's side with a vertical heel into Clou's exposed back, then twirling in mid air to deliver two more blows before the enraged berserker could turn with great speed to land a solid hit on Elision's chest, sending him plunging through the ground, deep. The astral man glowed brightly in the newly formed tunnel, bursing in like a cannon, his knees leading just to get caught by Clou's left palm "Interesting! Thats it!" his smile could only grow wider as his astral arms easily blocked Clou's incoming right arm, flipping low to the ground to dodge the druid's great roundhouse kick, then a flip back to dodge a following vertical low kick, pushing himself from his flip with a heavy launch towards the enraged man with a headbut. Clou never noticed till Elision's head was hammering his nose, that the man's smile had been a laugh this entire time, the whole fight the crazy man was laughing at him. "Alright I'm getting tired of this." Elison sighed, as Clou began to fall back from the headbutt, spinning forward three times to build momentum, unleashing his astral, light formed arms, clasped together landing a solit hit on Clou's entire body, nearly shattering his bones and creating a huge crator that almost engulfed the entire field in the castle's square.

Silence followed the large explovie thud, the praying harpians had paused to take a peek at the two figures, one on the ground, aura well vanished from site, and Elision, sqatting right beside the battered druid with a large smile, continuosly chuckling. "I cant have you dyin like this..." he stood up and looked around, using his astral arm on his right to scratch his head, turned to the injured wind serpent to consider it's consciousness, then squated back down "You're too weak. And I reallllyyyyyy need you to be stronger." Elision cojured a hearty but overly retarded laugh that echoed throughout the kingdom, then rushed his face tightly close to Clou's half open eyes "I need you to be stronger." his face branded with a seriusly evil glare "So I will teach you how to reach your true potential." Elision ended with a smile, calling his innate powers of light to summon his astral arms and engulf Cloufrin deep within it's light, and slowly his wounds began to sow itself.
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Years of searching lead to many answers, yet there was even more questions. After relinquishing her rights to be an Arcadian Knight, Jakriel traveled across the skies and have found herself in the isle of Kazurial. The great trees that rooted through the floating piece of ground became leafless and black, every grass that grew from the very continent had vanished and turned into sand. The great lakes that gave life to the continent itself was now nothing but dry land.

Her loud steps opened up large creases beneath her legs, causing small fissures on the ground. Without armor she now only wears long drapes of designed cloth, cloth made of mithral threads, able to witstand magic, unable to rip through sharp weapons. Her trek did not last very long, though as she pondered her way towards the old city of Harpians, now in ruins, never desolate.

Legions of skeletal fiends scattered throughout the barren and dead fields, their rotten flesh reeked from miles, their features lusting for fresh meat. Well they were not in luck, for trolls, as much as the undead, is a part of void. They attacked anyways, their charge got them nowhere as Jakriel swung her now two spears, it's spear head's length was quarter of it's shaft, the entire weapon as tall as she, and her strength, heaved the weapons well. Their bones snapped and shattered as both spears circled in unison.

Her legs sprung forward as she continuously danced her forsaken spears around her, like a gymnast playing with their ribbons she twirled and leaped, rolled and swept. Rotten limbs flew in every direction, leaving a trail of garbage behind her wake, until she had finally reached the inner city. Her eyes never veered anywhere but the castle, where a huge hole through the main gate caught a view of the throne, where the cause of death in the continent's once great and prosperous land resided.
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Jakriel strode within the inner palace valiantly as the horde of undead roared and hissed while they gave way. A thick black curtain covered the entire throne, a vague figure revealed through the light. The calm troll slowly motioned her arms for her weapons but was quickly halted, "You wouldnt want to do that." said the figure on the throne. With a snap of his finger two figures were dragged and thrown into the ground, and to Jakriel's surprise she nearly fell back and dropped her weapons "Mang! Tonkriel!" she yelled out, her teeth nearly creating sparks as she held herself back, catching a glimpse of all the archers within the entire room, and two flaming swords directed at her kin's necks. "it's simple... You finish a few tasks... And I will let them go." said the man on the throne, a piece of paper appeared on Jakriel's hand, with a list of names in the Void language. "Give me their heads, and your family lives."
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