The Eye of Innos(Tar-Herunole only)

[Rao]

Serpentes had given Erelen the task of gathering the correct ingredients, which were a replacement of the amulet setting, and to colelct two persons. Xardas, The Necromancer and Vatras the only Water Magician living. He has his work cut out for him. And winter is only for another 2 months. Then, it beings......

[Wolfie]

ooc: hey kiki doesnt leave him! he cant get away! bwahahahahaha!

[Tar-Herunole]

I foresee the quest won't be only long, but also full of challenges, so I would depart with no more words. But as long as time is concerned, Mornaur, who is called the Black Fire, and is one of the Mearas in which blood shines the fire of Innos, will make of the weeks, days and of the days, hours.
If anyone of my friend wants to join me in my quest, tell them to meet me in Old Nanto in the morning of the sixth day!

Let's ride then my horse to Belgost, for the meeting with the Lord of the Dwarves, will take place sooner than we had forecasted. And in this journey make of your journey a safe one, for the jewels that we carry will be jewels told in songs!

As he said that, Mornaur start to gallop in the fashion that his name referred to, like a speedy ball of black fire, and Erelen taking out his sword, sang a spell of invisibility, to protect their journey from undesired spies until his arrival to Belgost.

OOC: He is not only carring the broken Eye of Innos, but also the jewels they extracted from the lower part of the Ice Drake and the WainNauglamir, the New Necklace of the Dwarves, where the most beutiful of those jewels had been united in a mithril and golden necklace, as a present for the Lord of Belgost in gratitude for his assistance on the fortifying of Khadrim and Hebian-To

[Tar-Herunole]

Erelen rode Mornaur, day and night, swift and steady, through the cold lands. He only stopped in the last hill, before the great mountain were Belgost laid. We have made the trip to Belgost in half of the time, said to Mornaur. You are a tireless and faithful friend. If things go on like this, we will finish our quest in only two weeks!
He was tired but satisfied with the journey. However as he looked inside his bad to check that Kiki was still sleeping, dark thoughts crossed his mind. The invisibility spell had been very effective to avoid delays, both from hostile attackers, or from polite acquaintances. But Invisibility had its limits, and he knew that if any of the powerful evil Lords or Beasts knew from his Quest, it won’t be difficult for them to find him. And travelling fast meant travelling alone, unguarded. He was used to it, but he feared for the priceless objects he was carrying.
Alas! A last effort!, and he rode the Black Fire as an exhalation to the now shining marble gates of Belgost, where he knew he will be much safer.

[Rao]

The Guards nodded at the Lord of Khadrim. For his brilliance and splendor was a glowing aura. As he rode down the path leading to the gates to the city, the armed Dwarves stood and bowed to him. Never has an Elf been bowed too!!!!

He got to the main Stable where a burly dwarf took Erelen's house. Felgrin then came to him, "Serpentes has sent an owl that you would arrive in a week. It has only been three days!!!" The Dwarf laughed. "You magic folk amaze me sometimes. Give me the peace, and it shall be fixed in 1 day." Felgrin said.

[Tar-Herunole]

It's not magic, but our friend Mornaur who brought me in no time here. He is the heroe taday, so I would beyg you give him a heroic treatment and a comfortable stable to rest, for soon we'll depart again said Erelen while caressing the shiney black fur of Mornaur. And here is the Eye that needs to be reforged.
He repeated Serpentes instructions about how it should be reforged to Felgrin. And now I will leave you with it, for no help can I give to such an afmed Smitha s you are. I will go to see the King under the Mountain and bring him my gratitude and my friendship.
Erelen was conducted to the inmense Hall of the Throne, where a forest of red columns, shaped as autumnal trees, with small red rubies as their fruits, symbolized the eternal reign under the Mountain.
Here is Erelen, Lord of Khadrim, and High King of the Noldor in the Middle-Earth announced the Herald.
And here is a token of my gratitude to the generous King of the brave Dwarves under the Mountain, said Erelen showing the Wain Nauglamir whose enormous twelve diamons and fist sized rubi shone with special intensity under the light of the magic torches. The whole Court was amazed at the magnificent present Every evil beast would fear the King under the Mountain, in whose necklace shine the stones taken from the defeated drake! And may Asheron want that they fear as well the elves of Kharim, for their Alliance with Belgost will never be broken!

[Rao]

Herim, The Lord of Belgost nodded. "Yes, You have the alliance and brotherhood of the Dwarves. And all the dwarven strongholds in the land of Ter'." Herim said

[Tar-Herunole]

Strange days are coming and our people should be ready he said and commented with Herim, all that had been spoken in the COuncil, and the dangerous quest Rao, Cragstone, CC and the others had commenced. Some of those who look like enemies will be friends said thinking about Battle Frost and Trevet, as some of those who we though friends turned to be enemies added sadly thinking about the Reltinians. But we must be strong, for those whose evil and power cannot be confused or underestimated are again together, and all forces would be needed to keep our freedom!

[Rao]

"You have the support of Belgost, and all the Dwarves of Ter'!" Herim shouted as the room let up with battl crys of Dwarves. "You are Free to raom as you might wish. But, alas. I am hungry." Herim sat, sinking his teeth into a large turkey.

[Tar-Herunole]

Erelen ate the exotic food of the Dwarves (exotic at least for his taste!) and debated with the King Herim about how the armies should prepare for open battle, but also how the cities should be fortified in case there was need to retire to the strongholds. They also debated about the legends of old, and the hopes of the future. After a nice evening, Erelen retired to meditate and study his spells. He was tired and was glad to have a rest.

In the next morning, he woke up and went to see Felgrim, the Master Smith. The Eye had been engraved in a new necklace: A small eagle of Dwarven steel hold in its claws the jewel. It was a piece of much art.

While he was admiring it, the King Herim entered as well the furnace. He gave Erelen a Dwarven Mithril Helmet as a present. This helmet is as light as none and as enduring as the most. It will be a good friend if you have to fight with dragons, for it will protect you from their breath attacks. Even if we are not by your side, you will know then how Belgost is helping Khadrim!

Erelen tanked all the attentions and aid given, and wishing a glad reencountering in the early spring, said goodbye to the Dwarves.

Mornaur, once that had already rested, was also anxious to step outside of the caves. So together and with an excited Kiki they crossed the Marble Gates and blowing the Horn Elensulrasse to salute Belgost, they started to ride, fast as the wind, to their next destiny: Old Nanto and Vatras of Adanos, the last Wizard of Water!

[Wolfie]

ooc: w00t!

[Rao]

Vatras had been working on the abandon city for quite some time. He resurrected many of the walls with his levitation powers. He used many spells to reinforce them, Thus draining much mana. He was tired, and knew not of waht was of the outside world. Has he sat ontop of the gate he looked far out, for days it would be so. Lonely, deserted and quiet. Yet he felt that there was an aura on the move. Something of importance he will have to do. So he waited, a few days time he knew.

[Tar-Herunole]

In a hut in the forest near Nanto, some refugees from the disaster of Nanto gathered around the fire… “ and the newcomers from Hebian kept all the ladders down“… “and then a Wyvern came from the darkness with a terrible artifact, but Master Rao was swift to the defence…” “And then the new King followed Master Rao, Lord Asheron and his other friends to the underworld to fight the Dark Lord himself, and their might and their light was too powerful even in the underworld…” ”And when they come back, they say their power and majesty was magnified” “And they say the new King, and his dwarvish friends fortified not only Khadrim, but also Hebian-to, and that one day he will come with Lord Dyche to help Master Vatras to rebuild our city” these and other words of wonder and of hope they spoke, when suddenly, a wind came in the night and and they felt as a magic aura of something invisible but full of life could be seen through the window… and the children were excited and shouted: “The New King, the New King…”

Erelen galloped through the forest near Nanto after a long and restless journey, but he could feel how good mana was gathering again around the forest and Nanto, and in the eyes of the Eagle Sulhen the city was already visible A last effort Murnuar. We will rest this same night in Nanto.

[Rao]

From Nanto, came a blue glow. In the dark it was bright, for all around the empty city to see. Vatras used a flood, and he flooded out all dead bodies. All depris also went. The flood shifted to a river, that lead headed east into the sea of the east coast. He then went back to erecting old buildings.

[Tar-Herunole]

Erelen stood marveled at the controlled flood from the edge of the forest overlooking the plain of Nanto. Avant Mornaur, Vantras is probably aware of our presence already.

They advanced through the blue glowing earth and crossed the gateless threshold where he dispelled his invisibility spell. He slowly rode through the streets of the phantom city, disserted and with moving stones that with a strange own will were building their own constructions…

He arrived to the tall stone tower, and above, in a terrace he saw Vatras levitating slightly over the terrace floor and with a snake like dragon made completely of water flying in spherical circles around him. Erelen dismounted, and bowed to Vantras, but said nothing. He did not wanted to disturb the workings of the Mage, and he could feel Vantras had somehow acknowledged his presence and sent a welcoming feeling to his heart.

Meanwhile, the tired Mornaur started drinking from the water of the pond that surrounded the tower. His fur started to shine with a brighter aura.