08-27-2009, 06:35 AM
When the two finally reached the warlock's room, they found him petting his dear Serenity. He looked up at the two and bowed in respect. "War Leader Hunter, Champion Alexander. I will try not to take up your time, too much. I have been preparing for this war for many years. Of course, not THIS war exactly, but rather the war between Hunter and you, Alexander. The things I am abotu to show you, were all made to help kill you, Champion. Of course, now that we both know that such a war won't be taking place, the weapons I have are for you both to use," the warlock explained.
"For you Hunter, a suit of armor, fit for a man of vengeance," he said, and moved his hand. Suddenly a black and red aura surrounded Hunter, and he stood in a decent suit of armor. It wasn't bad, but it seemed more like something a simple grunt or cautious mage would wear, rather than a War Leader.
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"And to you, Champion Alexander. A mighty steed, fit for one with such power as you," Axel said, and moved his hand. Suddenly a black portal appeared, and out stepped monstrous demon.
It was like a horse, but with sharp teeth, spiky, black armor instead of flesh, a large, unicorn like horn, and a pair of large, demonic wings on it's back. It was also bigger than a normal horse. It slowly walked up to Alexander, sniffing him, followed by growling at the Champion. It seemed to understand the Champion, it smelled the blood of others on him, and the horse bowed it's head, obedient to Alexander.
"Name the beast what you will. He, or it, is yours. Oh, and one last thing, Alexander," Axel said, and pulled out a light blew whistle, in the shape of a lion. "When all seems lost, and only when there seems to be no hope. Have you, or someone else, blow on the whistle. It will summon a great beast to help us, but take note. The beast will come only once, on the first blow of the whistle. If the beast is ever beaten, or the battle is won, and the beast leaves, blowing on it again will do nothing. So make sure when you blow on it, it is a densely populated area of our enemies," the Warlock explained. "The beast owes my family. I have had that whistle with me since I was a baby, and before my father had it, and his father before him, and so on."
"Oh, and don't worry, Lord Hunter. The armor will become worthy of you, when it is ready. It can be rather stubborn, sometimes," Axel added, smiling at Hunter who looked like a grunt, under this common looking suit of armor.
"For you Hunter, a suit of armor, fit for a man of vengeance," he said, and moved his hand. Suddenly a black and red aura surrounded Hunter, and he stood in a decent suit of armor. It wasn't bad, but it seemed more like something a simple grunt or cautious mage would wear, rather than a War Leader.
http://i153.photobucket.com/albums/s209/...Azmal2.jpg
"And to you, Champion Alexander. A mighty steed, fit for one with such power as you," Axel said, and moved his hand. Suddenly a black portal appeared, and out stepped monstrous demon.
It was like a horse, but with sharp teeth, spiky, black armor instead of flesh, a large, unicorn like horn, and a pair of large, demonic wings on it's back. It was also bigger than a normal horse. It slowly walked up to Alexander, sniffing him, followed by growling at the Champion. It seemed to understand the Champion, it smelled the blood of others on him, and the horse bowed it's head, obedient to Alexander.
"Name the beast what you will. He, or it, is yours. Oh, and one last thing, Alexander," Axel said, and pulled out a light blew whistle, in the shape of a lion. "When all seems lost, and only when there seems to be no hope. Have you, or someone else, blow on the whistle. It will summon a great beast to help us, but take note. The beast will come only once, on the first blow of the whistle. If the beast is ever beaten, or the battle is won, and the beast leaves, blowing on it again will do nothing. So make sure when you blow on it, it is a densely populated area of our enemies," the Warlock explained. "The beast owes my family. I have had that whistle with me since I was a baby, and before my father had it, and his father before him, and so on."
"Oh, and don't worry, Lord Hunter. The armor will become worthy of you, when it is ready. It can be rather stubborn, sometimes," Axel added, smiling at Hunter who looked like a grunt, under this common looking suit of armor.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.