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RE: In a Time Forgotten - 6/27/2006 10:03:26 AM

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ooo dissension in the ranks hehe

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RE: In a Time Forgotten - 6/28/2006 7:23:01 PM

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Hey guys, was going to do another chapter today, sorry about the lack of effort. My butt is just really friggen tired right now. Have not been feeling well. I hope to get the next chapter up tomorrow. BTW if anyone has any clue how to retrieve something you saved... um... please let me know (on this obviously lol). Thanks again for your understanding.
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RE: In a Time Forgotten - 6/29/2006 10:40:38 AM

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/comfort /hug
hope you're feeling better

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RE: In a Time Forgotten - 7/2/2006 7:00:05 PM

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Ok, so starting to feel normal again, but still can't do a post tonight ; ;. Sorry guys, but just not enough time today. Hoping to get to it tomorrow but no promises, trying to get mission 5-2 out of the way so I can get Rank 6 finally. Thanks for the understanding. Have fun and don't die too much.
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RE: In a Time Forgotten - 7/7/2006 8:01:38 PM

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The long wait is finally over... I hope lol. Chapter 18!!!!!!

Chapter 18: Outpost

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  �Rain fell hard on Pashhow Marshlands. Zeid looked out across the swamp lands from the palisades of the outpost. He was on watch for the night. Reports had come in from all over Vana'diel that the Beastmen were planning an attack of all the outposts. Meriphataud Mountains would probably have the easiest time of it, after the raid by Viesmann and his group the Yagudo were going to have a hard battle ahead of them.
    Zeid was worried more about his nations situation. Bastok stood on a precipice that few knew about. His company was being pressed hard by the beastmen. He had tried to rest them as much as he could, but his troops were tired, and he knew it. He had tried to address the situation with little success but at least they knew he cared about their safety.�
    Zeid had taken night watch because his troops were tired. His Black Company had to fight through Konschtat Highlands and most of Pashhow just to make it to the outpost. He immediately set up a perimeter with the greatest concentration of men South and North of the outpost. He was protecting against troop movements from Rolanberry and Beadeaux.�
    "What are you doing up so late," asked a galka he had known since childhood.�
    "I am trying to make sure that you and your wife are safe. You do have a family to think about after all." The two shared a laugh. It was a short lived laugh as a flash of lightning illuminated the surrounding marshland. Their smiles quickly faded as they saw large army of Quadav marching toward the outpost. "To your positions," shouted Zeid immediately.�
    "To arms, to arms," shouted his childhood friend. "The Quadav are coming, call in the perimeter."
    Word went out immediately as the perimeter troops started warping back to the outpost. The Quadav pressed in on the outpost. The Black Mages started casting their spells as the White Mages started casting Protectra and Shellra on the entire company. "We are the Black Company," shouted Zeid to his troops. "We have been pressed, we have been bloodied, but we've never lost our will to fight, our will to protect what is ours. We are the Black Company, the finest Bastok has to offer. Let's show these beastmen what the Black Company is made of."
    A rousing cheer erupted from the Company. "Attack," shouted Zeid. He knew they had one shot at winning this battle. A full frontal assault would never work. He held a three small parties of troops in reserve. One was going to have to attack from the back where the Quadav general was. The other two were to attack the flanks.�
    The plan worked to perfection, the Quadav were beaten back. Calls came in from Gustaberg and Bastok, the Moblins and Goblins were holding Konschtat Highlands. The Bastokans had to break through that line.�
    Zeid was watching the Quadav retreat with interest. Zeid's childhood friend and his wife came to the top of the palisade wall to stand next to Zeid. "My friend, I have a very important job for you and your wife." His friend nodded, "I need you to go to Rolanberry Fields and find out just what these beastmen are up to."
    "Yes, sir," replied his friend. "We won't fail you, sir."
    Zeid cracked a big smile. "Enough joking around." His tone suddenly went very serious, "what would I do without you?"
    "Probably live a long and uneventful life," came the quick reply from the woman. "We will miss you, Zeid." She reached up and gave him a peck on the cheek.
    "You take care of him," Zeid said as he returned the kiss.
    "All right, that's enough of that you two," said Zeid's friend.
    "Yes, dear," said the woman. She turned towards Zeid, "we will be fine, Zeid." Trying to reassure him.
    "What kind of friend would I be if I didn't worry about you and Raogrimm, Cornelia," he replied.

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RE: In a Time Forgotten - 7/10/2006 7:33:06 PM

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Because you didn't want it lol, Chapter 19!!!!!

Chapter 19: Assassination

  �The Archduke had just gotten out of the bath when the linkshell began to flicker again. "Master," said a gravely voice over the shell. "Are you available?" The Beastmen knew better then to interrupt him at anytime. He made contact with them, not the other way around. This was the voice of his most trusted advisor.�
    Khal'mnut was a brilliant strategist and the Archduke relied heavily on him. Most of what had transpired, the Beastmen Alliance, kidnapping the leaders of the the three nations, almost the entire battle plan itself had been his idea. He looked Elvaan which is why the Archduke was able to trust him. Now Khal'mnut was interrupting his personal time. For his advisor's sake this had better be important.
    "What is it Khal'mnut?" he asked. The Archduke tried not to let frustration enter into his voice.�
     "Sir," came a hesitant reply. "I do hate to bother you for a trivial matter."
    Khal'mnut voice went silent. "Speak," the Archduke said into the silence.
    "Well, sir," said Khal'mnut. "My little brother Rea'dnark has come to visit me and I promised him that he would be able to meet you. He has been here for a week and he leaves for home in less then an hour. With your busy schedule you have been unavailable before this moment, and I was wondering, if it was at all-"
    The Archduke interrupted his advisor. "Bring him to my audience chamber I will arrive shortly." He began to dress in his best clothes. He usually reserved them for meeting visiting leaders of the Three Nations. If his most trusted advisor's younger brother wanted to meet the Archduke, well he was going to get the very best from the Archduke.
    He entered his audience chamber to see Khal'mnut and Rea'dnark standing before the throne. They immediately dropped respectively to their knees. The Archduke sat upon his throne, "rise," he said in his most regal voice. They both rose, broad smiles on both their faces. Khal'mnut was obviously happy that the Archduke was able to fulfill his promise. The boy, Rea'dnark, was overjoyed that he was going to finally see the Archduke. "Who have you brought before me?" asked the Archduke.
     "Master," replied Khal'mnut. "May I present to you my brother, Rea'dnark." His face breaking out in a big grin.
    "Rea'dnark?" asked the Archduke. "Does he have a list of accomplishments?"
    "Yes, Master," said Khal'mnut. "Rea'dnark, meeter of the Archduke, Defeater of Blos'sing at the battle of Kal'at, Windwalker, Victor at Kar'n."
    The Archduke looked surprised. "Please, call me by my proper name brother," said the boy.
    "Only if you will call me by mine, Eald'narche," replied the Archduke's advisor.
    "Of course," said the boy. "Now, Kam'lanaut, you know there is one title you forgot."
    The Archduke grabbed his hand as sudden pain shot through from the tip of his finger. His advisor looked surprised, "what title, little brother?"
    Eald'narche smiled wide. "Archduke Assassin."�
    "Ah, yes," said Kam'lanaut. "Well to be fair, you had not killed the Archduke when I spoke your titles." He laughed as the Archduke fell from his throne. "My dear Master," he spat. "I really must thank you for everything you have allowed me to accomplish so far. I know it was not easy for you to live in my shadow." The Archduke looked confused. "You still do not understand, you silly twit. Everything that has transpired up to this moment has not been for your own benefit, but for mine. Before you die I will give you this one last piece of information. I will rule this world, and I will usher forth a new dawn where the gods and goddesses will walk Vana'diel once more. Everything is going exactly as my brother and I have planned. Vana'diel will crumble under its own weight and you will take sole blame with you into death. Oh yes, one last thing," he said in the Archduke's own voice. "I am now the Archduke of Jeuno, and I am now the master of the Beastmen."
    The Archduke's body went cold as Vana'diel went dark around him. The last thing the Archduke saw was Eald'narche and Kam'lanaut laughing as the Archduke's spirit left his body.

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RE: In a Time Forgotten - 7/11/2006 9:14:11 AM

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0.0 my goodness! /shocked

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RE: In a Time Forgotten - 7/11/2006 8:12:57 PM

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Hope this meets the high standards I have set for myself and you have come to expect from me lol... Chapter 20

Chapter 20: Rolanberry Fields

�A small woman his behind an outcropping of rocks just outside a cave that led to Crawler's Nest. Cornelia was watching as Beastmen began to warp into the area all around her. There was one from each of the major races. She whispered into her pearl. Zeid and Raogrimm were both listening as she described the scene.�
    "Who do you see at this meeting?" asked Raogrimm.
    "I do not know," came her soft reply. She had to be careful, some of these Beastmen had good hearing. Raogrimm had saved her the first time they had met. She had been walking along a path in North Gustaberg returning to Bastok from Palborough Mines when a Quadav attacked out of nowhere. She panicked and couldn't defend hersef right away. Before the Quadav could land a blow, however, Raogrimm ran the creature through with his great sword.�
    She watched and listened intently to the precedings of the meeting. She gasped over the pearl.
    "What is it?" asked Zeid and Raogrimm together.
    She sat sobbing, turning her back on the meeting as she sank to the ground behind the outcropping of rock. "The Archduke," she hesitated. "He... is..."
    "I am coming, my dear," said Raogrimm.�
    "The Archduke," she began again. "is... is dead," she finished in a rush.�

    Raogrimm stopped in his tracks, a crawler coming up from behind his position. He could not move. He was frozen in mid stride as the words sank in. Finally he regained his composure and before the crawler came around the corner he was moving with all speed towards where his wife was.�
    He exited Crawler's Nest and found Cornelia slumped against the rock she had taken for her hiding place. He grabbed her up in his great arms and held her. With her head on his shoulder he could feel tears wetting his fur. He whispered soothingly in her ears. Raogrimm's warmth was all Cornelia needed.�
    The meeting ended, Cornelia and Raogrimm paying the Beastmen no more attention as they left the Fountain of Partings.

    Zeid sat in disbelief. One of the great leaders of all Vana'diel, one who always seemed to know what counsel to bring to any meeting, the Archduke of Jeuno was gone. Atlana help them. He rarely prayed to any god. He had long ago stopped believing in the gods and goddesses.�
    When he was very young Zeid's mother had died at the hands of a Moblin. She had been out picking mushrooms in Gusgen Mines when they came upon her. She had always wanted her son to become a paladin and Zeid had spent much of his young life towards that end. With her death he redoubled his efforts to become a paladin. Zeid's father had moved his family to San d'Oria so that Zeid might study under the great Elvaan paladin Balasiel.�
    While out on patrol Zeid's father had been shot by a poison arrow from the weapon of an Orc. He prayed to all the gods and goddesses for a full month while his father was dying with the effects of the poison. Zeid's father, like his mother, was a deeply religious and spiritual man who denied medical attention from some of the greatest Alchemists found in all of Vana'diel. He died a short time after Zeid passed the final test Balasiel had set for him.
    Zeid began to despise the gods and goddesses. They had allowed his mother and his father to be taken from him. His younger brothers and sisters were old enough to be able to support themselves. He went back to Bastok and while on a trip through Palborough Mines had come across a great sword left to rust at the top level of the mine.
    The sword called to him like the opject had a mind of its own. He slowly made his way over to the sword, bent down and picked it up. He could feel all the hate in him at all Beastmen, at the gods and goddesses, at Vana'diel all reflected back from the sword. Together they began to cut a swath of destruction through Palborough Mines, then through North and South Gustaberg. He targeted the Beastmen and none were spared.�
    Zeid bathed in his and the sword's combined rage. It started gradually, he would quickly become disinterested in his family and their doings. As time went by he began to close himself off to the rest of the world. His friends, associates, even his work all began to fall to the wayside. He resigned his commision and left Bastok for what he felt would be the last time. He went out into the world seeking more and more Beastmen for his sword to taste.�
    On his journeys he met Raogrimm and Cornelia. They pulled him back from the brink of insanity. Zeid tried to attack them. He saw nothing but Beastmen around him and mistook Raogrimm and Cornelia for Beastmen. He was badly injured, confused and paranoid. They nursed him back to health, fed him and talked to him like no one had in a long time.�
    Zeid sat, his back to the palisade wall. He sat and he cried.

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Re: In a Time Forgotten - 7/31/2006 10:07:56 PM

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Wow...so haven't even been able to get on in a while and kind of glad for it...got all those chapters in one big rush lol. This is going fabulously D; I know you have a lot going on but have to add on yet another "can't wait to read more" lol. Too cool. Love and Hugs, Ema

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Re: In a Time Forgotten - 8/1/2006 9:52:53 PM

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If I feel up to it tomorrow I'm gonna try and put the next chapter up. Kind of stopped for two reasons the first being I'm just plain worn out, and the second being that I didn't know where to go with it. Was going to do another chapter with more about the assassination but didn't think that would work too well, got a few ideas bumping around now though. Have fun and don't die too much.
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Re: In a Time Forgotten - 12/20/2006 12:41:15 AM

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Chapter 21: Next Move

  �The rain fell hard in Pashhow Marshlands. Ermand sat with his back to a plateau looking across at both Dylan and Chiopba. They were never far from each other, and grew exceptionally close when they heard from Ajido and Aldo that the Archduke had been assassinated. Robspert had fallen to the ground held his face in his hands and wept. He sat off to the side, not wanting the company of the rest of them. Although Ermand was not especially fond of the Elvaan his heart went out to him. He must have suffered a great sense of loss with the death of the last of the Elvaan Archdukes.
    Shortly after Ajido had delivered the news about the assassination he ordered them to Pashhow. They sat patiently waiting for their orders as the rain poured over their faces. About an hour after they arrived Ajido walked into their campsite and pulled Viesmann away from the rest of the party. They had been talking for the last three hours.
    Ermand waited patiently for their orders and thought of all the group had been through in a very short time. "What do you think of our little group?" came a female voice from his right. He turned his head and saw Fiona looking over him.
    "I think we are good together in battle," he began cautiously. "I don't think there is anything we as a group cannot overcome."
    She looked down her nose at him, seeming for all the world like she was a queen addressing a subject. "That's not what I meant." He stared hard at her not knowing how to respond. "I know in battle we can face any challenge and overcome it, but what about our character?"
    He looked at the muddy ground between his legs and sighed. "You really want to know?" he asked. Ermand did not have to look to know she had nodded. "I think that Dylan and Chiopba are exceptional warriors with skill that make the pair formidable in battle. It's a skill that is born from the love they hold for each other. A love so deep you could swim in it. I think Robspert is a typical Elvaan, haughty, arrogant and downright rude when he wants to be, but he also may have few equals with his skill with the blade. I think Viesmann is a worthy leader, a leader who could and should one day rule a nation if not be the Archduke of Jeuno."
    He let the silence hang, hoping that she would let the rest of it lie. "What of yourself and myself?"
    He let out a deeper sigh. "I think you are a wonderful caring individual who is not quite sure of the world," he began hesitantly but slowly building speed. "I also think that you will rule a nation, but if you let your lineage get in the way of your sense of justice that you will not rule your people well. I also think that you and Viesmann both have to be blind not to see the love that you both hold for each other.
    "As for myself," he chuckled. "I am nothing more then what you see before you. I am a warrior."
    Fiona fuming, her body shaking as if she could reach out and slap Ermand. She opened her mouth, "We're moving on." She looked surprised, when did she start sounding like Viesmann and that wasn't what she was about to say. She opened her mouth again to berate Ermand when she noticed that he was no longer sitting in front of her but had walked over to where Viesmann was standing his pack in hand. "Fiona, grab your gear, we're moving on," he said to her.
    Robspert hurriedly moved to the princess and shouldered her pack. She just looked at the group standing in a pool of mud like a statue, unable to speak or even to get her legs to move. Finally she snapped out of it and took a step forward, "I apologize." Viesmann waved the apology away. "Where are we heading?" she asked.
    "Inside Beadeaux," came the reply.

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Re: In a Time Forgotten - 12/22/2006 11:05:21 AM

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Nice to see the story is up and running again Dar ^_^

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Re: In a Time Forgotten - 12/28/2006 11:42:03 PM

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Trying, I'm out of it right now, got sick over the holidays and with the way I was working (waking up at about 5am six days a week and not really having time to do anything makes for not so good stuff lol. I'll try and get it back to it's former glory.

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