Post by ElvenNimruin on Mar 29, 2004 22:46:39 GMT -5
~He was running through an unending darkness as he heard the voices of all evil surround him. The voices haunted his ears as it resumed its high pitched scream of agony. The screams chilled his very bones and shook the very foundations of his legs as he fell to the ground. He had been running through a vast darkness, where everything was just a blur. The darkness around him moved in a wavy motion, like the mysterious sea. It was trying to engulf him as laid on the ground. His eyes were shot and his blood was boiling. His long silver hair was in a tangled mess as his white robes were torn in many places. His black staff laid between his trembling fingers. The voices got louder and louder and than suddently he sense that something was moving through the dark shroud. Not even his own Drow eyes could penetrate the darkness as it creep closer to consume him. His white robes gave off a slight light though, but it too quickly vanished into the vast darkness. He laid trembling on the ground, and for the first time of his life, he was scared. Afraid of what was attacking him.....Afraid of the inpenatrable darkness, that was so willing to consume his body. He scream at a loud tone, trying to get control of his emotion.
As soon as he stood up, a shrill laughter came front right in front of him. "TEXTdid you honestly think i could be contained in your weak mind.TEXT" The dark figure approached him rather slowly and revealed his own features. Nim's face gaped in horror as he stared at his master. "Raistlin" his words came from his mouth in a slow, and fearful tone. "It cannot Be!" As soon as he finished his sentence, Raistlin attacked. Drawing all of his being, Raistlin lifted his thin boney fingers upwards and jestered a small remark. As he ended his own spell, the ground erupted from Nimruin's feet and a darkness flew from the edges of the cracked earth. It spinned around the apprentice, (Nimruin), and tossed him away. He got hurled through the air and hit a tree that seemed to come out of nowhere. Raistlin came again, lifting his hand and releashing all of his power. Fire Blasted around his finger and darkness was infused within the fire giving it a garnet color. It whipped towards Nimruin and caught him in the side. He whirled back into the ground another fifteen feet before he got ahold of his situation. As he rised to his feet, blood squirted from his mouth, as his injuries were becoming serious.
Slowly regaining his posture he looked at Raistlin, his eyes flashing dangerously. He took his staff and dug it into the earth slowly forming a circle as his eyes flashed it red dark color. "Stay back Raistlin. I defeated you, you are mine!" He spoke quietly but there was a sudden inconfidence in his voice that Raistlin picked up. The Elder Wizard stared at him with a look of ill content. "I will have your body and then take my place as a god. You cannot stop me." The Elder wizard's hands started to move again making it arcane symbols. The incantation the wizard was not reciting was one of Raistlin's favorite. He could only look at the face of Raistlin with a startled grasp of reality..... that he may fall. Completing his circle in the dirt with his staff, he focused on Raistlin's spell.
As Raistlin completed the spell, nothing seemed to happen right away, but the dread smile that he wore meant that it was surpose to be that way. In a moments notice, the fire erupted from the earth as it formed around Raistlin. Raistlin, stretching out his hand pointed at Nimruin. The fire beckoned towards the Drow with unrivaled hatred. It consumed the darkness that impeded its path and actually brought the darkness with it. It twirled and twisted, as the agony of the darkness was consumed and tortured by its hot edges. The blast shook the very foundations of this odd realm that Nimruin was in. The blast, in full force slammed into Nimruin's shield that he summoned with all of his arcane magic. The blue fire that matched Raistlin's own seemed to be even as neither power gave way to each other. "Raistlin, I will not heed into your power, and you shall not be releashed upon my world. Now Accept your eternal fate and fade Away!" He shouted behind his sheild desperately losing his breath. The Drow thrusted his whole will outwards and fought back against the Endless fire that threatened his life.
The blue flame that the Drow releashed drew closer and closer to it target. As it was ready to backfire against Raistlin, it faded into nothing. Blackness swiped it away like a toothpick snapping in half. Raistlin smiled as he spoke. "I brought an old friend NimRuin, my Hidden Apprentice. Here is his Exulted one, Lloth."
Nimruin stared in disbelief as the Goddess of Chaos's endless darkness threathened to consume him whole. Her hands were not that of human's but of spider's. Her face was beautiful and his slim body was astonishing. Her eyes were that of only death and chaos. Suddently afraid of everything he fled from both of them. He grabbed his amulet of Eilistraee, that hung around his neck, and prayed as he ran. "Goddess Eilistraee, Help me! Save me. I cannot win and i cannot even dare lose. If i lose i will die." A certain white light erupted from his amulet as it attacked the darkness. Lloth was right behind Nimruin and was ready to kill him before he woke up.
Screaming he jerked right up in his bed. Sweat drenched his whole body and soaked his sheets. His hair was wet while his heart was beating as fast as it could possibly go. His eyes were in tears as he thought about his nightmare. Feeling truly ackward he stood up to stretch his legs. As his hand wiped his mouth of sweat, he smelled something weird. It smelled like blood. He looked at his hand and it was held tiny droplets of blood coming from his mouth. "How can this be. How can a dream affect me so" He whispered to himself not caring for his normal chorus tone. A laughter rose from the woods as its voice carried a dreadful tone. "You are not in favor of Eilistraee anymore, Now i come to claim you as my own Nimruin." Lloth's voice was dreadful and horid, but the warning was there. Getting up, he headed to the door and ran through the woods. He knew where he was going to and knew that Lloth had no power over the one he sought.........(to be continued)~
As soon as he stood up, a shrill laughter came front right in front of him. "TEXTdid you honestly think i could be contained in your weak mind.TEXT" The dark figure approached him rather slowly and revealed his own features. Nim's face gaped in horror as he stared at his master. "Raistlin" his words came from his mouth in a slow, and fearful tone. "It cannot Be!" As soon as he finished his sentence, Raistlin attacked. Drawing all of his being, Raistlin lifted his thin boney fingers upwards and jestered a small remark. As he ended his own spell, the ground erupted from Nimruin's feet and a darkness flew from the edges of the cracked earth. It spinned around the apprentice, (Nimruin), and tossed him away. He got hurled through the air and hit a tree that seemed to come out of nowhere. Raistlin came again, lifting his hand and releashing all of his power. Fire Blasted around his finger and darkness was infused within the fire giving it a garnet color. It whipped towards Nimruin and caught him in the side. He whirled back into the ground another fifteen feet before he got ahold of his situation. As he rised to his feet, blood squirted from his mouth, as his injuries were becoming serious.
Slowly regaining his posture he looked at Raistlin, his eyes flashing dangerously. He took his staff and dug it into the earth slowly forming a circle as his eyes flashed it red dark color. "Stay back Raistlin. I defeated you, you are mine!" He spoke quietly but there was a sudden inconfidence in his voice that Raistlin picked up. The Elder Wizard stared at him with a look of ill content. "I will have your body and then take my place as a god. You cannot stop me." The Elder wizard's hands started to move again making it arcane symbols. The incantation the wizard was not reciting was one of Raistlin's favorite. He could only look at the face of Raistlin with a startled grasp of reality..... that he may fall. Completing his circle in the dirt with his staff, he focused on Raistlin's spell.
As Raistlin completed the spell, nothing seemed to happen right away, but the dread smile that he wore meant that it was surpose to be that way. In a moments notice, the fire erupted from the earth as it formed around Raistlin. Raistlin, stretching out his hand pointed at Nimruin. The fire beckoned towards the Drow with unrivaled hatred. It consumed the darkness that impeded its path and actually brought the darkness with it. It twirled and twisted, as the agony of the darkness was consumed and tortured by its hot edges. The blast shook the very foundations of this odd realm that Nimruin was in. The blast, in full force slammed into Nimruin's shield that he summoned with all of his arcane magic. The blue fire that matched Raistlin's own seemed to be even as neither power gave way to each other. "Raistlin, I will not heed into your power, and you shall not be releashed upon my world. Now Accept your eternal fate and fade Away!" He shouted behind his sheild desperately losing his breath. The Drow thrusted his whole will outwards and fought back against the Endless fire that threatened his life.
The blue flame that the Drow releashed drew closer and closer to it target. As it was ready to backfire against Raistlin, it faded into nothing. Blackness swiped it away like a toothpick snapping in half. Raistlin smiled as he spoke. "I brought an old friend NimRuin, my Hidden Apprentice. Here is his Exulted one, Lloth."
Nimruin stared in disbelief as the Goddess of Chaos's endless darkness threathened to consume him whole. Her hands were not that of human's but of spider's. Her face was beautiful and his slim body was astonishing. Her eyes were that of only death and chaos. Suddently afraid of everything he fled from both of them. He grabbed his amulet of Eilistraee, that hung around his neck, and prayed as he ran. "Goddess Eilistraee, Help me! Save me. I cannot win and i cannot even dare lose. If i lose i will die." A certain white light erupted from his amulet as it attacked the darkness. Lloth was right behind Nimruin and was ready to kill him before he woke up.
Screaming he jerked right up in his bed. Sweat drenched his whole body and soaked his sheets. His hair was wet while his heart was beating as fast as it could possibly go. His eyes were in tears as he thought about his nightmare. Feeling truly ackward he stood up to stretch his legs. As his hand wiped his mouth of sweat, he smelled something weird. It smelled like blood. He looked at his hand and it was held tiny droplets of blood coming from his mouth. "How can this be. How can a dream affect me so" He whispered to himself not caring for his normal chorus tone. A laughter rose from the woods as its voice carried a dreadful tone. "You are not in favor of Eilistraee anymore, Now i come to claim you as my own Nimruin." Lloth's voice was dreadful and horid, but the warning was there. Getting up, he headed to the door and ran through the woods. He knew where he was going to and knew that Lloth had no power over the one he sought.........(to be continued)~