Posted by Taraly on July 3, 2000 at 06:07:53:
In Reply to: Farewells... posted by [DEAD] Brakolin on June 30, 2000 at 16:25:17:
> Sylvan: Asihara, thanks, we had fun killing and raiding together. Also that other person you are. Jheriohn, we had a blast always, expecially when Gruxinbort was around, the play was a blast. The original scripts are posted later on here. Saldarito, I'll be back, as usual. Sebeok and Uller, I could never decide what you two thought of me. It was akward, I thought I had Uller on my side then Sebeok would explode on me, then the other way around. *shrugs* Confusing. > Empire: Ambros, you were an idiot. Peroleth, you were a challenge. Sevrac, I won't ever forget the attack you made and I told you I'd kill you and ambros took the fall for you when you fled. Hrm...no other imperials stand out. > Masters: Nirgal, we fought a couple times, nothing big though. There was this conjuror who was one of the few who almost always killed me when we fought....can't remember his name...but I give him credit. > Arbs: Heh, not a fan of any of you. > Sylvan started off as it always was but by the end it got boring being on alone or with Saldarito and no one else being there. Sylvan has lost most of the popularity it once held, sorry to see that but I weas bored so I left. > > I appologize for the silly formatting, but I decided that this would be best. > Scene two. > They are outside the clearing near the Jade Mountains. The three are standing before a small tree, surrounded by flowers and animals. > sylvan 1 How long have we waited? Twenty years? > {sylvan 3 takes a blow to the stomach and stumbles backward, bleeding badly.} > sylvan 1 NOOOO! It cannot be. {quickly begins to mend the wounds of sylvan 3} > sylvan 3 If we fail here, then we have failed The Mother. I will not walk out of this circle. > {nodding grimly to each other, they each give themselves to the mother. The following blast of pure love and emotion destroys the on rushing hoardes.} > No one is really sure what occurred that day. Some say that entire cities were leveled from a pure white blast. Others say that suddenly the onrushing enemy just stopped dead in its tracks. > Only the voices of the three can be heard. > > Jheriohn
> now for the scripts:sylvan 1 All they do all day long is plot what to do against one another.
> sylvan 2 It is all they have ever done. It is all they know to do.
> sylvan 1 It just bothers me so...
> sylvan 2 You worry to much. I think that you should perhaps take a break one day. Relax and ejoy life for what it is worth.
> sylvan 1 I cannot do that though. It's my place to worry. I am to care nurture the wounds of others. It is my purpose to worry.
> sylvan 2 (laughing) I suppose it is. You heal the wounds, I protect them
> {enter sylvan 3}
> sylvan 3 The sky is dark today... the burning souls of the lost ones.
> sylvan 2 Greetings brother. I hope your travels have kept you safe?
> sylvan 1 Yes, I hope you have been safe. Have you any news of what is going on between the two warring factions and the unseen one?
> sylvan 3 I have absolutely marvelous news! After all these years of waiting, our time has finally arrived. The wars have slowed long enough for us to begin. Have you the Gift?
> {sylvan 2 reaches into her pocket and retrieves a large emerald.}
> sylvan 2 The Gift is safe. Thank the Mother though. The clearing is prepared, and the ashes from the edges of the world have been scattered here.
> {sylvan 1 pulls out a large sapphire}
> sylvan 1 The time has come. The Gift throbs with life. We cannot fail.
> {sylvan 3 pulls out a small ruby}
> sylvan 3 The world shall begin a new once we plant the seed.
> sylvan 2 The Mother knew what the two War Lords would create. And according to the prophecies, their creations will feed hers while they grow, until the day of Purification.
> sylvan 1 That day comes soon. I can feel it in my bones.
> sylvan 3 Probably just the comming rains. You have had a knack for predicting the weather.
> sylvan 1 Tell me though. What will become of the place once our work here is finished?
> sylvan 3 No one really knows for sure. It is just our duty to complete the ceremony. One thing that we do know is that once we are finished, it will take time for our creation to grow.
> sylvan 2 Our creation?
> sylvan 3 Forgive me. Her creation.
> sylvan 1 It will be most wonderous indeed. Life will once again flourish. Animals will once again walk freely. Plants will grow wild everywhere.
> sylvan 3 And all will live in complete harmony. It will truely be a wonderous day...
> sylvan 2 Enough talk. Let us begin before the time passes to long.
> {the three place their gems upon the ground.}
> You two can pick which of the sylvans you wanna be. The first is supposed to be a priest, the second, a mage, and the third a fighter of sorts.
> sylvan 2 Twenty short years in comparison to the actual life of that tree. (glances towards the young tree growing in the middle of the clearing.)
> sylvan 3 Twenty years of fighting, since they discovered Her plans.
> {the three get startled looks upon their faces. A mixture of surprize and knowing as sounds of a horendous hoarde are heard.}
> sylvan 1 They are comming! Prepare yourselves.
> sylvan 3 They just do not give up, do they! {draws his sword}
> sylvan 2 We cannot lose this battle. This clearing is the last hope for this world. Our world. If we fail here, Destruction will prevail. We mustn't give up!
> {sylvan 2 begins to chant and draws a few arcane symbols into the dirt. Sylvan 1 kneels humbly and chants a short prayer.}
> The hordes came fast and hard. The protections of the defenders shook with each blow. The tides turned quickly. The hordes were running... That is when they saw it.
> Over the hill arrived another group. And to the south of them, an even larger group. A few slipped through the wards around the clearing and a blood battle was fought there.
> The defenders killed all that entered the circle. But the times were not looking up for the Defenders.
> As the last beast was falling, he lunged forward and dealt a lethal blow to one of the Defenders.
> sylvan 2 I cannot believe it. How could their forces grow so strong in such a short time? My spells are nearly exhausted.
> The only thing that is known, however, is that the three Defenders were never seen again...
> sylvan 2 It is done.
> sylvan 3 And so it was foretold.
> sylvan 1 And so it became.
> The essences of each of the three Chosen Ones were spread throughout the lands. The Second became the force of creation, fertility, and birth. The Third became the forces of time, aging, decay, and death. The first became the essence of healing,
> The essences of each of the three Chosen Ones were spread throughout the lands. The Second became the force of creation, fertility, and birth. The Third became the forces of time, aging, decay, and death. The first became the essence of healing,
> That's it... as I said, a little tweaking needed.
> Lemme know which part ya want. It doesn't matter. And the mage part is sorta a protective mage. Sorta like a healer combined with an invoker.