Editing Announcements - 2012/06 - Noble Sacrifice (section)

== Release Fiction ==
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 |  Text = Borelean sat in a darkened room in the castle, muttering to himself.

“I’m such a fool... Not only did I fail to protect my love, but I failed to bring her back,” he whispered mournfully into the dark.

“I never should have trusted that damnable book.  I thought I could use what I’ve learned from Asheron to find a way that didn’t involve the corruption of Dark Falatacot magics.  Arrogance and desperation cost me everything, every chance I had to undo what had been done to her.”

“Now, even those who helped me out of loyalty and love are suffering and dying for my choice.”

Borelean yelled, pure frustration echoing in his voice. “How could all of this happen!?”

“All is not lost, young prince...” said a deep voice floating in from the window.

“Wha- Who’s there?” snapped Borelean, drawing his sword. “Show yourself!”

“What was done, was done for love.  Even lost in darkness, what was done can be undone, if the heart is pure...” continued the voice, ignoring the young prince’s outburst.  Out of the shadows stepped Aun Dreganaua, the Elder Shaman of the Tumeroks of Timaru.

“Aun Dreganaua?” said Borelean, peering out into the night, “What are you doing here?”

“The spirits feel your pain, young Prince, and the Deru sent me to find you.  If it is indeed redemption you seek for yourself and those you have lost, there is much you need to seek, much you need to learn.”

“You can help me?” asked Borelean, a small note of hope in his voice.

“I can help you find the place to start.  It is up to the spirits and the Deru to decide if you can be helped.  It was a great darkness that you touched your spirit to, but it is within their domain to aid you, if you seek their help.”

“Show me where to begin, great shaman. I will find the way from there.”



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The spectral tower floated silently through the night, its mistress deep in thought.  A pair of ghosts flanked her as she sat atop the tower, directing its flight through northern Osteth. “Mistress?” asked one of the ghosts, as they passed over Plateau Village, “You summoned us?”

“I did, spirit,” replied Hoshino Kei, “I have a mission for you.”

“Yes, Mistress,” said the ghostly form, with a bow, “What would you have us do?”

“Soon, we will begin to gather a more suitable army for my empire.  I will collect all those who’ve been bound to the Book, starting with those most corrupted by its secrets.  To that end, you will locate the first member of my new court.  I wish the Dark Jester.  Bring him to me.”

“But mistress, without the Book...” the ghost said, fear creeping into his voice.

The lost princess whipped around to face the ghost, a palpable cold radiating off of her form. “The Book has been lost to us, but I am still its Avatar, and I still wield its power,” replied the spectre of the princess.  “But, if you wish to test my strength, I will oblige you.”

“No!  No, mistress...” said the ghost, bowing deeply, “I simply did not understand how the... acquisition would be accomplished.”

“Bring him to me.  I will deal with the rest.  Now, leave me,” she said, turning once again to face the open sky.

“Geraine was a fool.  He sought to escape the Book with all he took from it intact.  Now he is little more than a kicked drudge who has slinked off to lick his wounds...  He no longer matters…  Soon, I will have the strength to ensure my eternity in this world.  And then, I will claim all that is mine.”
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