The Breaking of a Dark Wizard's Rule.

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( This is the start of Rilith's Adventure after his Arrival is concluded. I decided to move on because of Queen Kahlan's busy lifestyle. So i wished to move forward with Rilith's Rp and complete his first one when Kahlan has time.)

~Things seemed to have gone well with Queen Kahlan. He always sort to know why NimRuin, who hated women to some degree, just by the actions of the former Matrons of the Underground, why He would serve a woman. Now he knew....Kahlan's adoring looks and steadfast eyes of steel seemed to strike the key when regarding himself, for he was a Drow and his kind loved the directness she gave, but many rulers gave that as well. Thus why would he follow in the same steps as NimRuin? To allow the queen to give him the title of ArchWizard, and to be claimed as the third chair in the Ulster Counsil. Why?" He said to himself on regular bases.

~ He left the castle of Ulster, with his new staff, the colors however was even darker then black, as his long dark robes just flowed behind him, but the sudden gentleness about his lavender eyes just seemed to make all that darkness that would dwell around his features turn into something lighter, something of magic. His smile was very attentive as well, as his teeth was pure white, his face however the direct opposite as he was as dark as the moonlight. His steps held elegance, and grace as he was of royalty to his people, being that of a champion of Lloth, Goddess of Chaos and the direct bloodline of Eilistraee, Goddess of the good Drow. He however was much darker then his mother, for other reasons.

: He followed the main trail out of Ulster, his steps just walking with a flueted pace, one foot after the other, his body neither stopping nor slowing down. He did however examined the streets, seeing everyone's eyes focus upn his own. That brought a smile to his face as he nodded at a group of children just playing in the street. He however seemed to be searching for something. For he knew every town woul d have its own bandit club, the walkers of the night, that in which he despised. He followed such trails until he grew annoyed. " I'll find them later." He said to himself, as he could not perform magic in front of the Ulsterian folk, for his magic was dark and very dangerous. He knew of other spells but until he would find the Ring of NimRuin, he could not cast anything in broad daylight. NimRuin was smart enough to make such a trinket, he was not. His breath was heavy as he left the gates of Ulster, The guards now knowing who he was, bowed lowly as he waved his hands. " You are the protectors of Ulster. You bow to no one, but your queen." He said softly as he patted one of the gentlemen upon the shoulder. He then nodded at the guards as he walked onto the open soil of Ulster.

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~ As he walked on, he felt the pulses of the earth, a tiding that the ground gave off to show how they felt, if they were hurting and if they will be stable. The impulses of the earth all seemed to be moving towards the vast mass of forest, the forest in which NimRuin claimed to be his home. Since he was the new ArchWizard, and threw his own claims, he would ask the queen to allow him the dukeship of the forests, but before he would go to the new queen in regards of his home, he wondered why such magic was still be emitted from the forest. As they say curiousity killed the cat, but such a power just brought his own interests to light. He walked now, his form, quietly gaining ground on the edge of the forest as he could feel th waves of dark magic just flowing through the forest. " A curse!" He said in a shocked belief as he drew his hand back, as it started to burn as he had tried to push into the forest. He felt his hand and just blew on it, the steam rolling away from his skin as he was adapting to the sun's rays.

~ The curse that NimRuin had placed, really made him think, why would he do that, when this queen, This woman would give him a home. He shook his head, as he could feel the sudden rashness of the Curse, the magic just all focusing upon his form, but he thrusted his staff forward his eyes turning into a deep red as he commanded the curse. " The power of Eilistraee doth not reside here, Break thy bond from thy Wizard and quial before i cast thy out, using the Gods of this land. The land of the Celtic gods!" He said in a harsh voice, as his growl roared from deep within his voice. His earing, just blew back as a gust of wind, rose up from the ground, bringing several inches of dirt from the ground. His staff just seemed to begin glowing as he jerked his form forward, into the lands of the Forest. The curse was broken, as he nodded, seeing the darkness disipate. He had found new glory in the celtic gods as he saw Kahlan, her aura seemed to be highly protected. The anger of Lloth however was vicious as he knew she felt she was losing a servant.

~Breathing deeply. he turned his form, just a bit and regarded the forest. He saw the dark magic just swirls around the branches as he could feel a presense within the forest. Like an impulse, beating, beating, beating like a heart. focusing his eyes, upon the center of the magic, he saw what he was searching for. The Ring of NimRuin, Last ring of the Dark Wizard. ~

~ He felt his breath just freeze as he looked around, his hand just shaking as the darkness of this man was shown. He could feel hatred within the air of the forest, The reallm of Lloth. He gasped as he growled. " How can he transfer this forest to the realm of Lloth, when this is celtic land." He said softly as he turned his head and saw the darkness welling up, trying to close him in. Looking down he looked at Lloth. " I break my bind of you Lloth, And Eilistraee, I have found the heart of my mind and magic, i have found, my roots, the roots of my own. " He said in a sharp voice as he could feel the darkness swaying from the intensity of his voice. He bent down and just touched the ground. " Anu, Goddess of Goddess and mother earth. You see what these Drow goddess do, now i call forth your power and sway, releash these woods from thy hold and vanquish them from my mind, for i am yours to serve, and yours only." He then moved his hand towards his head, drawing a marking of Anu, the symbols of celtic culture. " This is what NimRuin, should have done."...

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~ He could feel the deep sensation of evil just pitting it's will against him, feeling the intensity of his formal goddess just raging with angry, raging with war. They were stirring, the dark spirits of the forest, slowly awakening, but however, he was ready. He had been studying the Celtic Gods and many of their powers. He had grown to the likely of one goddess, a goddess of power, Morrigan, Celtic goddess of war. Slowly as the waves of energy just moved away he saw the focal point of it. The item in which he searched, The WindShifter, some may say. It was a ring, whose attritbutes were very much special to a Drow, for it was a powerful item. Coiled in Elven beauty of both races, and hardened by the race of the Dark and good Dwarves, and sought for by the race of men, kindred of them all, This ring held a very sacred power in which all Wizards wanted. For it held the ability to hold spells.....

~ Normally he would never be so ambigtious to find such an artifact of all races, but this special ability ensured his survivor upon the ground, as a strong magic weilder, for he needed only to place, the increments and words of a spell and contain it within the magic of the ring. And as Long as he wore, it a list would perform upon his eyes, of words, incantations, and strong magical attacks. This was only the beginning for by Magic law, only one magiccal attack of the same power and frequency, could be given off by a wizard per day. This ring made it sure he can use any spells for as long as he wanted.

~ The history of the Ring however was much darker then he knew, but because of its power, he believed that is why NimRuin, had tried so hard to stop Zandramas, and the Gods of the Drow to have it. Noble as it was, he went around it the wrong way, but one contender still would beset Eilistraee and Lloth, and that was him. His form just stood up, watching over the very edge of the stone that an orb of dark power would grow. He breathed harshly as he walked forward, his staff just glowing from his magic, he was weilding. He called upon the Anu, Lord Goddess of the Celtics, and Mother earth, for it was by this beautiful woman, would he overcome that of the Drow. This was the Celtic lands and it was not for anyone to ruin, and now the slumbering gods of Ulster, were awake. His eyes changed very rapidly, from Lavender to a deep set green as he raised his staff. " Leave this place, for the power of this Ring, you have no hold over. Lloth, Dark Drow Goddess of Chaos, Leave this dwelling, for the gods of the Celtic are not within your reign." He spoke again.

~ His eyes just grew darker with each step as the agony of Lloth grew as he could smell her fear, and her hatred for him. A servant who disobedientantly betrayed her goddess would always perish, but he aligned himself with The Goddess of the Celtics, the true power of the land. He could feel spiders circling him as he walked but the dark green aura that seemed to surround his body just shuttered the earth, using the roots of the trees to react and strike the spiders. Lloth's power was broken as he could feel the spiders flee in pain and anger.

~ " Lloth Defeated, Eilistraee wisely backed out, and now all that is left, is the ambigtion of NimRuin. My brother, what have you placed here." He said softly as he took one more step, and then he knew. The ground started to shake as he drew his form back, his body just eleganted jumping back, his right hand curling his staff directly before his form as his right arms gauntlet was shown. Black was his armor, but dark green linens of gold just followed it around, as his body crouched, long white hair draping down as his left hand merely gripped the ground. keeping his form balanced. ~

~ An unearthly sound was made as he could feel darkness returning. The ring emitted a weird twitch of color as he gazed at it with confusion. Then the drawing of the air came, darkness semed to shift towards the section as the dirt merely moved, like creating a being of destruction. " Please tell me it isnt so." He said softly as he drew his form back, his hand just being the front of his protection. A huge dark form just rose from the ground, as dirt merely rolled off the Golems shoulders. A might roar filled the forest as he noted the level, his eyes just raging with angry. " That fool!" He drew back immediately as the beings arms just crashed into the ground in which Rilith's body had just stood.

~Rilith however was fast, and very much sturdy in his ability to fight as a melee figure. Though direct confrontations was not his best idea in a battle he had no choice until he could gain distance, but a shadow/Earth Demonic Golem was not something you would waant to turn your back to. Darkness seemed to strike at him as he slowly placed his right hand upon the ground, shifting his front weight upwards and through that he pushed his body high into the air, as a forward leap but using his hands to do so. As he flipped his body became adapted to the airborne, his left hand jerking his staff as the bottom blunt of the staff would drive into the creatures face and merely go through it, he however missed. Breathing harshly he looked at where the Golem just was as he turned his eyes, figuring out what the thing did. His eyes, red as Crimson fire just bursted from his face, as he felt the smack of golem, but the shards of fire he ignited just scorched the golem's hands causing the dirt to solidify for a second.

~ His body flew back into a tree as he heard a crack, but he knew it was the tree for his armor would not have been broken that easily. Slowly he knew he was wasting time and slowly moved his hands together, his eyes just turning white as his finger just ntricately began to summon up his arcane Magic. "" Runes of Elements, hear my plea, Fire by water, Earth by sky, nature to weather, hear my Cry. Rise thy powers to and Fro, and direct your strength from me to Thy." ~

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~ Upon the completion of the spells, runes of Fire just bursted around him, creating much smoke in which the fire would shoot from his hands that seemed to be opened, pointing in the diirection of the Golem. Soon after that, his cloak was rise up as powerful currents of Winds, from the sky just rushed right behind the fire. The ground then shook, nature breaconing from his power and call, answering his spell, as it split. Rain started to fall in giant drops of ice and sheering acid. The golem first was struck but the fire, the hot temperature slowly hardening his earthen skin into a very rough and glassy substance. The wind impeded his advance in which was gaining upon the wizard. The Golem tripped as the ground shook and to top it all off, the very hardness of the rain was as hard as diamond as the golem's body was shattered into a million pieces. He dropped the spell as he slowly leaned agianst his staff as he wasted a huge spelll on such a beast.

~ He needed rest, a bit of shut eye, but he was not done. Still the darkness, was lingering in the forest as he slowly looked at a tree. " Love the light, It will shine again." He said as he turned and snapped up the Ring of NimRuin, breaking the very bonds of Drow kindred. He left the forest that day, the ring upon his married finger as he entered The kingdom of Ulster. He however did not go to met the queen just yet. He merely just stood upon the walls of Ulster, watching the sun touching the tip of the forest, bringing light to the tree in which were so rejected by the power. He felt good, but that was only a start. He still had so much more to do and yet so little time, but maybe if he worked steady, he could find time to relax, and enjoy life as it was.