The Sudden Death (End)

    Halloi (Helo), everyone.

    This is the end of the Adventure #00 - Stolen Dreams.

    Written and played by Sol Cajueiro, this is a starting point for the Mythic Era's stories, from the trikumai worlds of Toj, Kalagoktwa and Treiyka.

    Hope you like.

    This is an unexpected End to the Adventure #00 - Stolen Dreams.

    By the time it was played, the group could not play anymore, and we decided to end the adventure, and so to give it a proper continuity with other future groups.

    So, Be welcome reading.

    The Sudden Death (End)

    A huge and unmatched Drakoliych emerged from the mountains, on the poor side of Ryklant. That was the secret base for the Guild of Thieves. Everyone sees thieves hiding, fighting, trying to deal with both the undead and the forces of the city. People were crying. The sense of damnation contrasts with the trying soldiers, who were saying everyone to get calm, while they themselves were also in deaspair.

    Hadesh, Toriàn and Prýmmus listen to Tkláhonomára's voice.

    - Ryklanta's under attack. Hurry, it's a dracoliych.

    They all thought together the same, the shaman is fond of their help, and they're pretty sure he believes they're the only ones who can deal with this.

    - I'll go to the Academy - says Tacke.
    - Come with me to the Guild of Commerce, Tacke - asks Toriàn - We need their messengers to call for help, and they're needed now.

    The professor could not negate that made sense.

    But when they were there, inside the Guild of Commerce, he saw two men in hoods, ahd he recognized them as krapulas, the same people who caused the Great War. Demons. Followers of Trisebus. Enemies. It looks as they new their feelings, and did nothing to please him.

    Messengers were immediately sent to Priatel, Kalastyec and Sama the Capital.

    - We can't trust them. They deal with Krapulas.
    - Tacke, this is not the moment. I,...
    - I agree with Hadesh, and we need to stay neutral on this war, Toriàn.
    - Hadesh is on the front, now. Can't we discuss later?
    - I,... what the hell is it?!? Look! They're coming from the sky!

    They saw the imense undead dragon fighting with himself, and so huge stones of fire started to fall from the sky, and they teleported the battleground immedaitely.

    - Help! - cries Hadesh, in snakedragon form - Heeeelp, you two! Here!
    - We're here, Hadesh! - screamed the elementalist.

    While trying to avoid the stones of fire, they started to fight the dracoliych. Soon, it was clear to the beast they were too strong to battle, but it couldn't help. Tacke knew he was under control. Lena's power. She was attacking his city, how could she do that? He send a message to the Academy, then.

    - I'm on the front. What's the situation?
    - All formed mages are ready to fight, and Ayasta will protect the Academy, while Ambar will protect the city, and Disdemona will protect the villages on the countryside.
    - It was I who asked for the help from the Guild of Commerce, and we're going to need to talk later, but now it's a moment of need. Count on us to kill the dracoliych.
    - Our oracle senses a huge distrubance on the near future. Take care.
    - You too, Headmaster.

    He got his right hand off his mouth at the point to see it.

    The dracoliych had finally got outside the Dark Queen's control, and gone up the clouds. He runned away, and let them to deal with the stones of fire falling down from the sky.

    Hadesh saw one stone coming on his direction, and he used all his effort to fly away.

    But then, two other stones of fire were coming.

    He had no more time to run, fly or anything else that cloud be done.

    He only activated his power, unknown. A power he knows he can't control, but can take him to other places, and in a moment of despair, this was a last resort.

    Even though, the stones hitted him, or part of him, who got most of the damage.

    Tacke cried as loud as he could shout his whole life.

    - Nooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!! - and he felt helpless.

    Starting to cry, he did what he most know what to do.

    He tried to negate Death, to prevent his fellow brother to die.

    Tacke used so much power, he entered a trance state he had never entered. The power started to go, from him to the fields around. From the city through the villages. To the huge land of Ryklant, he negated Death, and he imagined dealing with Efemmera for Hadesh ressurrection, but how could it be? Efemmera is on the close, as she was said not to interfere with the world until something happened. Tacke entered despair, total despair. Everyone stoped, and sensed this power. The stones of fire stoped falling from the sky. the undead dragon was gone. the city was in a sinister silence, and every man, woman, child or elder sensed this at the same time.

    A huge, imense, ruledom size, area of Dead Magic.

    Tacke started to fly to the point hadesh disapeared, and Toriàn went there too.

    - He's dead, Tacke.
    - Noooooooooooooooooooooo! How can you say it, Toriàn? He's not!
    - I'm sorry, Tacke. You need to get back.
    - Where is him? I need to find him! Hadeeeeeeeeeesh!

    The elementalist lowed his head, hold his own tears, and let his friend on the battlefield, mad, searching for the old friend.

    Toriàn cleaned the tears with the back of his hand, and went away.

    - Hadeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesh!!!!!

    Tacke found pieces of his armour, completely destroied.

    The impact was so strong, the Veil was destroied too, and everyone there was in danger. Tacke started to see the other dimensions through the damaged Veil. He got all his powers, all his Will, and tries to call the most powerful and timeless Entity he could do right now.

    At the meantime, Toriàn went the Academy.

    - Ayasta, Hadesh is dead.
    - It's not, until Efemmera says he is dead, Toriàn.
    - Don't tell that to Tacke, please.
    - He'll know. The Veil is disrupted, and I need you and Tacke to remake it. Know now that the only places outside the Magic Faul are the Academy, the City, and the villages.
    - I'm going there to deal with this.
    - Take care, it's a Magic Faul.

    Tacke Prýmmus was on his most dangerous moment, and so he sees.

    The entity he's calling, appearing in thin air. Only an image, he sense, and he could not tell what he was, or from which race he was, nor if he's a man or woman, only a strange.

    (The Way throught Here)

    Tatooi wanders the Astral, trying to escape the huge mass of krapulas which where trying to enlist everyone to the coming war.

    For long six months he walked outside the roads.

    He remembers the only one who believed in his intentions, Hadesh. He's a krapula, a demon, a fiend, and still he's brave enough to only steal when it's the only option. He never killed a single animal in the Astral plane, because one day his friend Hadesh have shown him. He's free. Hadesh sensed truth on his voice, and that's a memory so strong Tatooi will never ever forget.

    One day, he was walking on a deep forest, and things became complicated.

    Fire was coming from the sky.

    After sometime, he senses a way out.

    There only a chance, but if he passes through, maybe no mortal will notice, no God will notice, because fire doesn't fall from the sky everyday.

    And so, he passes the Veil and quickly hides himself.

    He gets the cape of a dead soldier, and starts to make a round way through the battlefield. It was a huge battle, and soon this place were to be full of namoradas.

    (Tacke talks to a Major Entity)

    - I need to know where my friend Hadesh, Trahmass, went to, and I need to get there.

    Firstly, the alien looked him with no emotion visible.

    - He's not dead. I know he's not dead. Tell me where I can find him.
    - He's not dead until Efemmera says he's dead.
    - Efemmera's not here, and he won't tell me this now. So, you're the only one who can tell me where to go to find Hadesh.
    - I be an Artificer, and i'm neutral.
    - What do you need me to do to give me this? I need it.
    - Let me think. Yes, there's something you can do, and only you. Give me that. Now, do you remember the Tower your friend saw on the bogling's village?
    - On the Cursed Island? Yes.
    - I need you to get back the Tower of Darkness back to the world.
    - I'll do it. Now tell me where I find Hadesh.
    - You,... he has gone to Urgkora. See that star, on the constellation of The Chariot? The one on the left. That is the Urgkora system. You can't go there by walking.
    - What do I need to do to you to get me there?
    - Nothing. I'm not a daemonic entity, young eek. You cannot make a pact with an Atificer. We be strong enough to break any rule of magic, power and destiny.
    - So,... are you telling me?
    - Bring back the Tower of Darkness to the Standard Plane, and I'll make a templeship come to bring you there, but the travel's not nice, for you beings of nature.
    - Done. It's done, consider it done.

    The entity vanished in the air, and he got back to the real world.

    - Hey, you - says Toriàn - I've sensed you.
    - No. I'm just passing. Please, let me go. I'm doing nothing wrong.
    - You're a krapula, and I remember you, Tatooi.
    - What?! Who're you?
    - I'm a friend of Hadesh.
    - I'm a friend of Hadesh too - he started to unsqueeze.
    - That, we will see. Hadesh is dead.

    The young demon Tatooi was trying to sneak through the city, and Toriàn found him, sensed him. So, he went to see Tacke, in the middle of the Magic Faul. He knows his friend went too far. That and, he's too much more powerful than the mage expected. Tacke created a Magic Faul out of despair, for the death of a fellow friend, of course Toriàn senses and is down for their friend, but that is unspoken magic, unspoken sin.

    - I've found Hadesh - says Tacke immedaitely.
    - Hadesh is alive? Don't,.. don't kill me, I'm a friend of Hadesh.
    - Tatooi,... I remember you.
    - Tacke, I know you're down with that, but I ask you,...
    - Take care of his family, until I get back. I'm just waiting for the templeship to come, to go, but I can't grant how much time will pass until I come back. I promise I'll come back.
    - I'll take care of the family.
    - Bog will let me passa, I'm sure he will.
    - When the templeship comes?
    - I have no idea, but i'm ready to go. You take care of the war until we come back, do you?
    - I guess I have no other option, Tacke. What are you doing? I sense magic.
    - Sorry, I've done out of only a wish to do it. I've charged the Oka language right now.
    - You what? Will you please stop doing these stupid magic?
    - I,... the Oka language will help you. I've charged it to dissipate Corruption.
    - What are you talking about, trying to tell, Tacke?
    - You'll find out, but only trust me.

    Toriàn looks Tatooi, and thought about it one more time.

    - You're going to met another friend of Hadesh, Tatooi. His name is Tkláhonomára, and he's a shaman. You need to follow his instructions, if you want to live.
    - I'm a friend of Hadesh.

    The elementalist took that as an agreement.

    (One Week later, Tatooi first Mission)

    Toriàn receives a call, from an old ruledom, on the limits of Abbas.

    He immedaitely teleported by lightning, cutting the skies with the rumors of war. As soon as he got there, he sees this is something he needs help to deal with.

    Tacke went to Ryklant, and he aported with Tatooi to Strogonya together.

    Hadesh thinks teleporting anywhere is too much power, but they're maybe the most powerful group in the world of Toj, and probably the Trikumai.

    As Hadesh, Tatooi just don't see the point the group always say he's the least powerful of 'em. He's mastering magic only now, and this is done with much effort. Masters of Magic are not reasonable, he thinks. They just think magic is the only thing that is happening in a pupil's life, and they're wrong.

    The only city in Strogonya is a really poor city.

    When they came to the ruledom castle, it is in fact a cabana.

    They're offered only water, and they see no gold anywhere, not only a single wealth. The Baron of Strogonya is a fat man with pustule on his face. He calls an old man, sick on his bed, as father, and the old elder's pretty much mad and delusional.

    - People are missing, on my ruledom, Priatel. There are some who want to leave the ruledom, and we're affraid of more people to disapear.
    - We're going to help you, noble Strogos - says Toriàn.
    - Priatel, - says Tatooi - can we talk?

    Tattoi took Toriàn and Tacke out to the air, because the fungi life inside was numerous.

    - Why are you telling him we're going to help?
    - He was a friend of my father, Tatooi, and I must help him.
    - That's enough for me.
    - But not for me, Tatooi - says Tacke - Why are we helping this poor man, with so many things and important decisions to deal with? Decisions which might decide the future of this world.
    - I will help him, Tacke - Toriàn was certain.
    - Oke, (says the professor), but let's do it properly. I need to see the bodies, analise the bodies, make a proper investigation, and so.
    - It's necromancy, Tacke. You can't do it.
    - Toriàn, why did you called me here, if this was not to be done first place?
    - I think our group needs to work together, that's it.
    - Oke, I'll do it in secrecy.
    - Let's talk with Strogos again, so. I owe him this. He saved my father once.
    - Oke, let's go - resumes Tacke.

    They investigated the village, made questions to families, and decided to wait until night. This night, they listened to a strange noise, and there was one more missing. The person was opened, inside out. Just exploded from the inside, or worse, they say the Soul is destroied (A possibility - said Tacke to Toriàn), and they started to verify all energies on the ruledom.

    His fellow Tatooi was disguised under Tacke's illusion, but anyone who sees him will create a major problem to them for the rest of their life.

    The next morning, a huge number of people were going away.

    - They can't go, Toriàn. Or else, forget about this investigation right now.
    - We can't do anything, Tacke. Let them go.

    Although they're in the right middle of the great continent, the earth soil is made of too much salt. This is the most important thing Tacke discovered, together with the bodies to have their souls taken out from no magic ways, and this is the most weird necromancy he had ever met. Soon, Tacke was full of theories. Tatooi was trying not to take much attention, but his questions were always followed by a sensation from the people, that something was wrong, and they're doomed.

    - I'm no help - says the krapula - Get me back, I'll help Tklá. We're doing fine. He's a friend of Hadesh.
    - We need you here, Tatooi - says Toriàn.
    - Why?
    - Because you would sense another d,... one like you, and we need this.
    - Very good, Toriàn. That's right oke, Tatooi.
    - So,... I'll stay.
    - If you see anything strange, anything, you tell this, but, take care not to tell in front of anyone.
    - I'll do it - says the krapula, feeling helpful.

    Two days later, another death and the whole population starts to flee.

    - It's ruined, Priatel. I've just sent a message to Sama. This is deserted, we're all leaving.
    - Noble Strogos,... we think we know what's happening, but this will take long. Take your people with you, baron, because they can't be let alone in a world of war.
    - Noble words, Priatel. You're so much like your father, before. (he lowed his head). We're leaving.
    - Go to Sama, and ask help from the Duke, I'll help you too.
    - Thank you, Priatel.

    This was a huge problem.

    Tacke explained to Toriàn, in a moment Tatooi wasn't there.

    - It's Hadesh power, Toriàn.
    - What? Can you say something I understand, again?
    - It's the same power Hadesh had, has.
    - Hhm,... like,... going anywhere?
    - Exactly. There's a force, an imense power beyond this cursed land. We can seal it, for now. one day, it will be broken, and the passage will be right here. You must know it.
    - How do close it, right now?
    - Tatooi senses divine power at the fall, on the front of the territory. These are the mountains your parents died, I'm sorry talking about it, but what do you know about it?
    - Not much - he senses he'll faint.
    - Are you oke, Toriàn?
    - It's the first time I talk about it, Tacke.
    - Well, forget it.
    - Let's close it, and I'll remember to map this place into the war.
    - I'll get back before it ends, Toriàn.
    - I hope so. Let's do it.

    They close the passage, and go to Ryklant.

    (Dying, at Urgkora)

    When Trahmass, also known as Hadesh, tries to open his eyes, they hurt.

    All his body's broken, and he feels he's going to faint. He senses no magic, no life, no anything, but his ears are very well, though.

    He senses death, not epic, not magical.

    Nature's cause of death.

    Damage, massive damage, and he can't do anything.

    "No", remembers him.

    He has a natural power, regeneration. It's on his throat. He spend several minutes concentrating on the throat, to release the nature in himself.

    At some moments, he thinks to liste to voices.

    A very long time so, he identifies the language as the sun chang. There's an empire on the north, closed, since the Great War, but some wanderers speak their language. He's not a master in it. And he senses no power, together with the sense that if he uses, he dies.

    He listens to various clickes, and clackes, similars to bogling's gadgets.

    And two men talking, in a moment.

    - What do you,... Boobo?
    - It's unknown, but,... sure it's,... draka &¬,.. basylisk, sir. Uncertain.
    - Make everything,... back there.
    - Sir - says Boobo.

    He senses his broken body being suspended, after being put over a bed or something. He doesn't see anything, and he's on the limit.

    Or he enters coma to recovery, or he dies.

    And so, he decides to live.

    It becomes all dark, and the only wish he makes is to live.

    Will his wish be heard, by whom?

    (The Last Goodbye)

    Tacke explained Delenda, his daughter and Avatar of Secret, his wife Silent Queen of Báech, and the twins now prince and princess, he was going to travel. He says the Order, they named The Circle, must be active, and this is a moment of need. The artificer, who's also the Sacerdot at the Sanctuary of Draszi, will provide the other memebers with Ayasta's new magic items, as the Godess becomes very friendly with the Order now, and this means the Academy is on their close control. He explains Hadesh has gone too far, and he doesn't know how long it will take to get to him, find him, take him back alive.

    - Are you taking the Ring of Death with you, father?
    - I cannot take it off my finger, Delenda.
    - So, let me put a special power on it, or they'll find out you have a Ring of Power.
    - Of course, my daughter - she does it, and hug his father.
    - We'll miss you. Don't come late, do you?
    - I promise, I will come back.

    There was no long talk with Toriàn Naraleiva Priatel'sa Draszi.

    A very long night, at Frozenlant, watching the stars, in the front doors of the Sanctuary. It ended to be a night in good company, not exactly a farewell goodbye. So, late that night, they listened to Bog's voice, in the dark, calling the traveller to position of aportation.

    Tacke remembers his doomed last action into the War.

    Yesterday, he went to the Cursed Island, at the bogling village, now a capital, and negated all the rituals, most of them done a millennia ago. This made the Tower of Darkness to come again to the physical plane, the Artificer called the Standard Plane. He sees the Liych, another Friend of Hadesh, another one misunderstood, like he'd become, after having transformed Ryklant into a Magic Faul. His best wishes to Toriàn. He's the only one with the head over his own neck, after all.

    - I'll be waiting for you, Tacke.
    - I'll be here at the time you most need, my friend.

    They say no more, and Tacke disapears.

    (End of Campaign)

    Toriàn sees the Witch of the Planes, by his side.

    - I haven't called you. What are you doing here, Haratchi?
    - No one called me, Daytel. You may think we are dealers, as we could deal people's destiny, but we are not that, no, we never make a pact, and will never do it.
    - You? You mean there are more people like you on this world?
    - I have something that's yours, young master elementalist.
    - What is it? Have I sold my soul to you?
    - I knew you'd remember Trisebus, Daytel, but we Fellows to the Artificers have never made pact. No. Another person, from your past, had changed everything.
    - It's the enemy. He had changed my past?
    - Don't go calling people "Enemy" so fast, and I must ask you not to do it with me.
    - What do you want, Haratchi?
    - To give your memories back, young Priatel.
    - What? Who did it? Who did took my memories off me?
    - We need you, Toriàn.
    - My family name? You never speaks someone's name. What's happening?
    - We need your help. To save your parents.
    - What?! They're alive?
    - We are not sure, but they can be. Have your memories back.
    - What is IT? AAaaahhhh - he fell to the ground, feeling pain, as he would die this moment.
    - This is your first last memory, fellow. Now, remember Tayala - and Toriàn remembered, he's in pain, because he just remembered Love.
    - She socrificed her Love? To save me?
    - This is a very Love. You two were being the future most great Lovers, but that's past. Now, remember everything you and Tayala have passed through together, to Love each other this much.
    - Aaaahhhh! - cries him - What have you DONE, TAAYAAALAaa,...?!?
    - Don't get mad with her, because you have made the first part of the Great War to be won, Toriàn, so remember she loves you. She just now knows what she have done, because she's waiting. I've told her everything you did, as part or her agreement, and now, remember your Calculus major element training, given to you by the Head Sacerdot of Shadeza, Saint Keogh the Pure. Ouch, this must be painful,...
    - AAAAAAAAAAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! - he stoped.
    - You must know, now. The only way to complete the most terrifying Element training, that's trauma, and so you have completed the "Real" training. This Element, is the first you complete after a Nature Law, so one day you'll be able to use it offworld, but for the others you'll need Guardian training.
    - I,... (he got up, slowly, and having his memories back),...
    - Don't blame me, it was made to safe your life, and we Fellows are very fond of Heroes, even if we're bound to be neutral to have the power of the Artificers.

    Toriàn did says nothing, and looked everything around.

    - Go - says the Witch - You know she's waiting for you, and you know where to find her. Thanks for helping with This World's Destiny, and now have a brief safepoint in time. We owe you this. But don't forget, that the Great War is just started, and this was only the beginning.

    He concentrated well, and aported to the safepoint.

        (The End)

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