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After the death of
Silver Cross, the "Army of Light" disbanded. There was great
confusion among the ranks. Truthecien had started to go insane, due to the
dark poison from Morgan Blackflame's fabled dagger. (The one that really
messed up Silver Cross) It is even rumored that Truthecien may have
already gone crazy. IF one listens to the rumors long enough one can piece
together some truth. It is rumored that Silver Cross actually died by the
hands of Truthecien and a doppelganger was sent to the temple of Shai'tan
in Waterford.
When news such as this reached the ears of Morgan, she new that the war
was already won. The Forces of Light had no leader, no real one any way.
She new it was only a mater of time before chaos ruled supreme over the
land. This was perfect. This is what her lord wanted to begin with any
way.
Morgan went to her private altar in the Basement of the great church. The
room could be mistaken for an actual church that is if there were not
bodies everywhere. In every seat there was a corpse. The entire hall was
filled with the dead, all previous participants in ceremonies of pain.
Which call for the removal of flesh from the body by hungry demons.
When Morgan reached the altar she began to pray to Shai'tan. "My
master, the armies of light are no more, there is nothing to stop your
armies from taking this world. I pray for a sign of your will. Should I
order the monsters to take the towns?"
At that moment a large red light began to fill the room. Each one of the
hundreds of corpses began to stand up. Each one of the zombies had an aura
around its body. One side of the room was black and the other side was
white. The Zombies that were covered in darkness looked organized while
the other side of the room looked to be disorganized.
The two groups advanced on each other. At first it appeared that the dark
group would win but then the group of light got organized and started to
win. Then all the bodies dropped to the floor.
"IF THE ARMIES ADVANCE NOW IT WILL ONLY SERVE IN UNITING THE FORCES
OF THE LIGHT. HOWEVER IF THEY REMAIN IN CONFUSSION SOME WILL BE PERSWAED
TO MY CAUSE AND SERVE MY FATHER. RELEASE THE MONSTERS FROM THE DOMINATION
AND SEND THEM FORTH TO CAUSE CHAOS ON THIER OWN. WE WILL REMAIN STRONG
AROUND OUR OWN TERRITORY HERE IN THE SOUTH. I WNAT YOU TO GO AND TAKE CARE
OF ANYTHING THAT MAY UNIFY THE LIGHT"
Morgan knew that was the voice of here lord, the son of her god Shai'tan.
She immediately stood and proceeded to follow her orders. She would send
away all of the monsters. The Knights of Shai'tan would keep order in the
surrounding towns of Yerio, Athyl, Derine and Fort Clavor. And only those
of the faith would even dare to come to Gualma. Morgan then proceeded to
release the monsters from the spells...
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"It has been a long time since I have visited the town of my youth.
Suraly has changed little it seems.", Thought Morgan.
She had traveled many days to get here. She had to take the long route to
avoid any suspicion. On the way here she heard from a rouge named Locke
that the fabled Mystic Angle was in her hometown.
Mystic Angle was probable trying to find information on her past. After
all Knowledge is Power.
Under the cover of night, Morgan Blackflame slipped into town. Upon
arriving she noticed that there was only a small church dedicated to
Shai'tan. "I will have to fix that later", she thought. Morgan
used the allays of the town to reach the inn.
An opportunity had arisen. Morgan saw in the tavern Mystic Angle, and she
was by herself at that. Her brother was not in site. Morgan thought that
rouge was lying when he said that Mystic was here by herself.
"This is perfect, I can take her out right here and now." Morgan
knew that Mystic had some powers left to her from her mother Dark Angle,
but she figured that these powers would be useless against the powers of
Shai'tan.
Morgan entered the inn with confidence. "Its time to.."
Before Morgan could finish her statement a sword of pure holy fire struck
her in the side. The part angel was waiting for her. Then who was that at
the bar? Morgan Quickly scanned the room. Mystic was in front of her and
it was the bar keep posing in a robe!
"You will die tonight Angel, and so will you foolish man", and
with that curse Morgan cast a heal spell on her side.
Angel attacked Morgan with another sword of flames. Morgan tried to dodge
but found that she could not. But before she got hit, Morgan sent forth a
blast of Mystical Energy into the gut of Mystic Angel.
The pain was great. Morgan could see the flesh on her right hand beginning
to show the signs of a really bad burn. In Her furry Morgan sent out a
large volley of Mystical Bolts at M.A.
Most of the bolts hit her. Then Morgan witnessed the birth of a locked
away power in her opponent.
A surge of light shot forth from M.A. Her body began to change; She grew
in size and height. Large Wings sprung forth from her body.
"Foolish priestess, did you think that I did not have any hidden
powers of my own?", taunted the Angel before Morgan.
Then a Large Golden Trident appeared in her hands and she leapt at Morgan.
Morgan tried to dodge but the angle was far to fast. The Trident hit home
in Morgan's gut. But not only that, the force of the impact busted the two
through the inn's front door out onto the street.
Morgan was dying; she knew she would never get the chance to heal herself
as long as she was stuck on the Angel's weapon. Then the Angel made a
foolish mistake. The trident vanished, and she lifted Morgan up off her
feet so she could speak face to face with her.
"I believe that you were forced into the will Shai'tan when you were
young so I will heal you if you will renounce him now."
Morgan coughed up blood. "Redemption..."
"Yes, all you have to do is renounce the dark one."
Morgan thought to herself that this was the moment she had wanted. At
Morgan’s side a Black Spear of energy formed and she trusted it into the
side of the Angel. The Spear ripped its way up through the Angel's body
and came out near the neck.
With that the Angel dropped Morgan and fell over. Morgan landed with a
large thud and noticed her blood pouring out of her stomach. Morgan
quickly began to heal herself. She went through every potion she had and
used every prayed she knew. Morgan had just barely survived.
Morgan then ran over to the now normal body of Mystic Angel. "Don't
you die on me yet. I want to share something with you before you
die!"
Mystic Angel looked at Morgan with pity. She could not speak due to the
blood in her throat. She would drown on her blood before she died from the
injuries.
"I was never forced into anything in my life. I was a common street
urchin about to die of starvation, when Shai'tan found me. He blessed me
with beauty and gave me power. Shai'tan is my master and I will obey any
of his commands with pride and satisfaction. So take that to your god as
my reply."
And with that Morgan formed a sword of ice a cleaved off the head of
Mystic Angel.
"Now to deal with that bar keep...."
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