A Red Night (Recovered)

[Discord Lasarythe]

(May 31, 2004 - February 5,2005)

Majin Gokan:

*A quiet night settled over Mori's castle, and footsteps soon aroused the guards suspicion that guarded the outer most gate. A cloaked figure moved along, in the deception of an elderly or somehow disabled man shuffling forth. Even the voice, through some twisted trickery managed to sound in the wails of some aged, poor beggar who slowly turned his crooked head up towards the guards. As one waved him off in some rude obscene way, the other chuckled.*

"Go away old man, you aren't suppose to be here, now best be off."

*It did though strike then that this castle was not suppose to have "Normal" visitors. As this settled in, a serious look came over them and the eldest of the two guard peeped in a reply.*

"Who are you..and whats your business..state it now!"

*The sound of steel being drawn forth from a scabbard soon echoed into the night, and glimmering orbs of fire seemed to burn in the shadowed veil of the Cloaks hood. The men looked wide eyed, and as the hood fell back, the clean shaven face of Gokan was revealed. Within the blink of an eye however the left guard saw to his horror one of Gokans arms protrude right through his companions gut. Blood soaked and dribbled down off his fingers-which wiggled slightly before the arm was yanked back.*

*As he wailed and turned to flee, Gokans form easily flashed before him, drifting a tiny bit from the dirt ground. As he blinked suddenly, he felt the surge of pain in his stomach as a massive blow done by a swift kick fractured 5 ribs all at once. Doubling over suddenly, he coughed a splat of blood out before a round of kicks echoed in similar fashions over his form-until one last round house kick sent him flaying away. As he hit the ground with sickening force, it was -clear- by the mere impact he was dead. Removing the cloak now, he moved along past the gate, Drifting into the air and peering through the windows. It was easily located, and he hovered and crouched in the window as an elderly woman-the one Elyza spoke on, hummed about the kitchen doing her duties. A slow grin spread across his face.*

*A sudden explosion rocked the castle, as the entire kitchen section was completely obliterated in a massive fireball that coiled high into the night sky. Gokans form floated now high in the air, one glimmering hand pointed down towards the castle below. Suddenly a spread of small glowering balls was shot forth from his hand-though they lingered before him until they dotted the sky like stars. As the old woman screamed in pitiful agony-her arm having been twisted like nothing, the bone shattered like a old withered stick beneath his grip. Peering to the woman, a sneer stretched across his lips, the insidious voice almost not his own.*

"Look now upon this wretched place, and let your tears remember this ground as it lay in ashes."

*After those words, the hand pressed forward, and the orbs flung themselves like comets streaking across the heavens to Mori's castles. As each one impacted, it struck with the force of a megaton or so of conventional explosions, ripping walls and towers into burning rubble. Though the Front central part however rippled, the magical barrier shielding from the strike-though as it held up, it most likely would not be spared the massive earthquake that ripped the land, and fires bounces and orbs smashed into the forest- More being fired with deadly abandon everywhere, as through the protected castle section swam in a sea of fire, coiled with death and destruction.*

*And as if it was not enough, A new glass orb was now produced and tossed before him. It Hovers, swirling around as Gokan produced a wicked and curved blade- a most grave insult to these people, to carelessly kill this woman slowly when he had the power to end it quick. Before this orb, it recorded in perfect detail Gokan holding, and carving the womans body. And as flesh fell from the bone- by his will alone it seemed, she still would not die. Finally, as her blood spilled to the ground below, he held her by the skull before the orb and his gloved hand slowly crushed down. A sickening crunch could be heard, before gokan, no bathed in the beloved womans blood, sneered most wickedly towards it.*

"Mori. You and all your cohorts are next. Enjoy my dear Elyza's present. Best Regards, from your's truly, Gokan."

*With that, the orb simply zipped off into the sky, to meet the woman herself, and give her the visually recorded message. As gokans mission complete, he turned and flew up a little higher-though stopping as both hands curled together. A sudden surge of energy was visible around him, and he fired down-screaming into the night, a massive electrical like energy blast that killed all sound- only the roar- a horrible sound,like something a Tsunami would create, growing ever louder. And as it hit the magical barrier-it stood up most definitely, though the entire -valley roared to life, churned, and sunk, leaving only the protected castle, admist a massive barren sunken hole in the ground, still ablaze. Spitting down at the destruction at hand, gokans flexed his hands.*

"Pathetic cowards."*As a fiery aura washed over him, he took off like a comet through the sky, arcing towards the cold desolate mountains in the distance.*


Lady Savannah:

..... And so.. Savannah and Dreadlord had taken to the gardens outside this day and that is where they remained for the day.... Wrapped in each other's arms and loving each other.. until.........

Dreadlord: *The ground shook beneath his knees and shook throughout his body, making him stay still upon his knees and turn his head to the side looking at the dark forest and sky out of the corner of his eye and then he saw a flash of light that lit the sky with a brilliant white light. He quickly looked back to Savannah and in the pit of his stomach he had the feeling that something bad was going on. He stared at her and all that ran through his mind was of him running toward the castle and having her stay behind running in the opposite direction so she wouldn't get hurt. He wanted to protect her and knew she wouldn't leave his side. But he didn't move to get up, he only watched her to see what her reaction would be.*

Lady Savannah: *Everything stopped at once.. When Dread stopped.. so did Savannah. Her sapphire eyes opening to look up at him, her breath catching softly * What was that? *She saw where he was looking and she slowly turned her head to see exactly the same thing.. a flash of brilliant light in the distance and she too, felt a cold feeling suddenly overtake her. She tensed and whispered * By the Gods.. what is happening??

Dreadlord: I should go check it out. * He slowly slid away from her, even though he didn't want to stop, he knew he had to and focus on what had just happened and get serious for her felt that something bad was going to happen. He pulled up his pants and carefully zipped them reaching for his shirt and putting it on as he stood to his feet looking down at her and a sigh escaped his lips as he watched her.* There nothing I can say that would convince you not to come, is there? *He was joking of course, but still he didn't want anything to happen to her........His jaw dropped as he stared at part of the castle come crashing down to the ground. The ground shook and it almost made him fall, but he kept his balance. He brought an arm around her and took a look around seeing that there was nothing left. Then, his eyes narrowed as he stared out at the fire and he gritted his teeth as he growled.* I'll kill whoever was responsible for this. * He slolwy started to walk in the direction of the castle to see what was left of it.*

Lady Savannah: *She heard him, and watched part of the castle come crashing down.. the very tower she had been staying in . She knew her things would diminish and transport back to her own place in SilverLake Manor yet she let out a soft cry of disappointment. She heard his growl and then his words as he started walking towards the Castle. * Dread.. you can't mean that you'll....

Dreadlord: *he sharply turned to look at her. That I'll what? *His eyes were ferocious as well as the look upon his face. He felt the anger build inside of him and his eyes grew black as a red glow dully formed around his hands. *

Lady Savannah: *She looked at him, seeing his fury, she almost didn't say anything more.. but she was not about to lose him again..* You can't mean that you will go after who did this? What if you get killed?

Dreadlord: *He could feel whatever was kept inside of him try to get out but he then calmed down and the glowing around his hands dissolved and he stared at her, his eyes still completely black but he started to calm down a bit.* They're not going to get away with what they have done. *He then quickly turned to the castle and then looked back to her* Was there anyone in the castle when we left?

Lady Savannah: Only the servants *she whispered, her eyes still upon him, seeing his fury diminish just a slight bit..and the red glow of his anger and power surrounding him. She knew he would never hurt her.. not after what they have been sharing. She loved him and he loved her.. but yet she felt a faint Foreboding.. And she thought.. " oh please... make that feeling go away.. Please.. " She wanted to be with him every day.. day in.. and day out. *

Dreadlord: *He closed his eyes and slowly shook his head. Once he opened his eyes, they were back to the way they were before and he looked at her with a down look upon his face. A frown and sad eyes, regretting that he couldn't help save the castle. But he felt that someone with great power was behind this. He could feel the dark magick around them and it felt familiar to him, possibly because he held the same power within himself. He looked to her and slowly walked to her.* This is the beginning of what is yet to come, isn't it?

Lady Savannah: *She glanced away and looked at the Castle before she looked back at him.. Shaking her head only slightly * Nay....tis only what will be should this be allowed to continue..the destruction by something evil.. we shall never know life as we knew it should he or she or they be allowed to continue. *She stepped up along side him and slipped her hand into his, So glad to see him here with her.. she had thought the worst ..*

Dreadlord: *He looked to her and slowly began to walk toward the castle, turning to her and stopping as he watched her.* I'm going to go see how the castle is and see if anyone survived. I think that maybe you should stay here, just in case whoever did this is still there. *He held a soft gaze upon her as he stood along the path, half way turned around.*

Lady Savannah: Nay! *she shook her head swiftly, her eyes wild with fear, fear of being alone.. fear of letting him go by himself.* Let me come with ye... * She twisted her hands together, wishing there was some form of magick to make this all go away.. but the only thing she could do was transport them somewhere else.. but that would be like running away.. and she couldn't do that.. although the thought was fetching.. * ... Dread...

Dreadlord: *He let out a long sigh as his shoulders slumped down closing his eyes and turning back toward the castle , slowly opening his eyes as he looked at the dark sky where the tower of the castle used to stand. He turned back to her fully and looked at her face.* Alright. But, here...*He took the dagger where it was holstered at his waist and reached the end wth the handle out to her.* Take this. Just in case.

Lady Savannah: * Her eyes darted down to the dagger and then up to his face * But... what will you use? You canna go with nothing.. *yet she reached for the dagger.. just in case.. Gods.. what if he needed it.. she couldn't live if anything happened to him..*

Dreadlord: I will survive. But, it's you that I am more concerned about. I don't want anything to happen to you. *He let the dagger slip from his hands, running his fingers along the slat part of the dagger until it was no longer in his grasp.*

Lady Savannah: *She took the dagger into her own delicate hands, feeling the heaviness of it and the warmth from where it had been against his skin, She nodded and sheathed it within her skirts, using her magick to hold it there. She then looked up at him and whispered a few words as she reached out and touched his arm gently, thus whispering a spell of protection for him * Always believe in me, my Dreadlord... * and she grew quiet and waited to move on with him. Not knowing she was just as he.. covered with soot and dirt and grime from the forest and fire *

Dreadlord: *He slowly turned and looked back in the direction of the castle.* Ok, lets go. *He coughed once more and spit out a black liquid, though as disgusting as it was, it tasted horrible in his mouth. He wiped his arm across his lips removing the spit that dribbled from the side of his mouth. He slolwy looked back to Savannah giving her a reassuring smile that he was fine and spoke softly* You ready?

Lady Savannah: *She frowned as he coughed and spit. Her eyes taking in the color of the substance. She lay her hand upon his back * I am ready.. but are you alright? *she delved into his essence, though he would not be affected by this, to find that he would be ok.. just had soot in his lungs that he would have to cough out. yet still she was and would remain concerned about him.. She loved him,. * Aye.. I am ready.. * though her body trembled with what they would find*

Dreadlord: *He slowly nodded his head and looked to her, softly speaking* Yeah, I'm fine. Just clearing my throat. *His voice sounding as though he had something in his throat making his voice sound raspy, different from how he usually sounds. He turned his head and brought his hand to his mouth as he coughed again to remove the soot that lingered in his throat. He ran a hand over his throat and looked back to her. * Ok, I'm good. Let's go. Stay by me.

Lady Savannah: *She looked up at him, watching him, and having strong feelings for him, just as they stood there.. His voice.. all raspy.. sounded the same as when they made love. She felt a tingling go through her and she gave herself a mental shake.. Stop it Savannah ! Nodding, she started walking with him * Alright..

Dreadlord: *He slowly stared down the path in the direction of the castle, seeing as some flames rose from behind trees and bushes that hadn't caught fire ahead of them. His hands balled into fist, readying himself for anything that should happen. It was quiet, a little too quiet. He kept his ears open and listened carefully if he should hear anything such as foot steps or cries for help, but he heard none. He whispered back to Savannah.* Stay alert with the dagger close to you at all times.

Lady Savannah: *she nodded, and of course she would stay close to him,, Was he crazy? she wouldn't leave his side for anything.. Wild dogs couldn't drag her away.. besides, she would just turn them all into whimpering little mice. * Aye.. *she fingered the dagger within her skirts, touching upon the handle which was still warm from his touch *

Dreadlord: *They finally had reached the courtyards of the castle, or what used to be the courtyards. He stopped and looked at the half demolished castle as it lay burning in flames. He slolwy closed his eyes and lowered his head> After a moment or so he lifted his head and looked to Savannah.* There's nothing left except burning walls. I was hoping that there would have been something left, someone who survived, but there's nothing. No one.

Lady Savannah: *She stopped right behind him, peering out around him and then looked up at him as he stood with his head lowered, his eyes closed, and for a fleeting moment, she thought how beautiful he was even in his sorrow. She sighed and he opened his eyes and looked at her. * Aye.. *she held his gaze and then turned and looked at the burning walls of the Castle, taking notice right away that the tower she had stayed in, no longer existed.. there was nothing there. No flames..no blackness.. just .. green and color.. as if the blast had not touched that space, yet there was nothing there. She felt tears well up in her eyes as she thought about the woman of the kitchen.. and Francarol.. surely he would have found some way of surviving.. everything she has worked on with him in that downstairs room.. She sighed and shook her head, wiping away her tears with her free hand * Tis a shame.. tis awful..

Dreadlord: *He took a quick glance around the area and saw no one. He listened to her words and took a few steps forward, kneeling down, bringing a hand down to the dead flowers that had withered away from the destruction that happened all around them. One flower kept it's shape and yet was all ash. He took it in his hand and immediately it blew away in the wind. He brought his hands up to his face, covering it as he closed his eyes, kneeling upon the ground. He couldn't help but feel responsible for all this happening. He ran from this place because he felt that something bad was going to happen and didn't happen to try and warn those that were still in the castle. He hated this feeling of guilt inside of him even though he hadn't cause any of this.*

Lady Savannah: *she watched him as he took the flower in his hand, and a feeling of tenderness within her. She glanced around yet again and felt what he felt. Not knowing how she felt it.. perhaps it was the bond that had strengthened between them.. something neither of them knew.. and perhaps they wouldn't be aware of it for some time yet. She sighed softly and started walking over to where he was, anxious for some reason to touch him, as if it would be the last time she would. She felt a fluttering in her chest and her breath caught.. * ... Jason.... * she called so softly to him *

Dreadlord: *he lowered his hands and turned his head to look t her then stood his feet, standing up straight as he turned completely to look at her. A questioning look upon his face as he softly spoke.* Yes, Savannah?

Lady Savannah: *She didn't say anything more but was headed to him, Her sapphire eyes intense as she neared him* Jason .. I ...*She reached up to touch his face. *

Dreadlord: *He kept the same expression upon his face as she walked toward him. His expression was a bit stern, but it softened as she came closer to him. Her warm touch upon his face, leaning his head toward her hand. A smile starting to form upon his lips.* You...* Then he was interrupted as the ground shook so slightly, but it still could be felt beneath there feet making him become silent. A dull roar was then heard from behind him. He looked to Savannah and slowly turned his head looking at the castle as the dull roar continued from within the remains of the castle. He looked back to Savannah with wide eyes.* That doesn't sound good.

Lady Savannah: *She would forever wonder what he was going to say, and she meant to ask him just as soon as she could, but for now.. something was happening and no, indeed, it was not good... She shook her head, her own sapphire eyes growing wide and her hand coming slowly down from his face, sliding from it so that her fingertips were the very last to touch his skin. She felt the ground beneath her shake and, she grasped on to or tried to grasp his arm..*

Dreadlord: *He quickly turned and faced the castle as the roar grew and the ground shook greater, making his entire body shake. He watched as the walls began to crumble sending burning pieces of stone to fall to the ground. The ground was starting to crack and separate beneath his feet. He turned quickly and took Savannah by the arm and yelled to her over the roar.* Run!!

Lady Savannah: *She did as she was told and did run.. her auburn hair flailing out behind her. She ran and ran, feeling the roar of the blast coming up behind her and with a gust of hot air, she was lifted before she could know what was going on. Lifted high into the air and thrown how many feet.. she did not know.. she knew nothing for a long while.. for when she landed with a thud, it was against something solid and she glanced around to find the earth was coming at her sideways but she could not see Jason.. She cried out for him, a frail call before everything when black. All around her the blast roared and things flew wildly through the air, trees were uprooted and huge foundation stones came blasting through the air as well., landing all around her yet none landed upon her.. though she was covered with debris, perhaps it was a good thing she was unconscious.. not dead.. but unconscious...her last thought before the darkness took her was of him *

Dreadlord: *He couldn't remember how it had happened or even when, but he lifted from the air and thrown in the direction of the burning forest. He had fallen to the ground with a great amount of force causing him to roll upon the ground and stop as he rolled into a tree. He could barely see anything except for the flaming trees being uprooted and thrown over him. And before he knew it he was airborn again, but not going far. He had taken hold of a mighty root that protruded from the ground of a massive tree. He held on for dear life and didn't let go until the roar faded and he was able to look more clearly at the surroundings. Now, instead of trees standing up as the burned, they had all now fallen to the ground in pieces burning. He was exhausted and could barely move. He felt blood trickling down his face but couldn't move his hand to wipe it away. He barely got to his feet and once he managed to he fell back down almost immediately and lay on his chest upon the ground panting. He looked around and didn't see Savannah and yelled out, but heard no reply. He looked around and was lucky that he was in no danger from the fire around him and slowly closed his eyes trying to regain his strength.*

Lady Savannah: *It was a time before her eyes opened and she lifted her head, which now ached and throbbed when she lifted it. She glanced around and tried to remember where she was.. what she was doing. Pushing herself to her knees, she grabbed her head and then took her hands away to feel the sticky warmth of the blood that came dripping down her face. She too, felt her sides for her body ached as well and when she got to her feet, she promptly fell back to the ground, gasping for air and looking up at the sky.. * By the Gods...

Dreadlord: *When he woke he could feel that it hadn't been long since the night sky was still up, but in the distance he would see the dark blue color of the morning sky forcing its way through at the horizon. He could only see well out of his right eye as his left one demanded to stay closed as it began to swell. He looked to his arms as he pushed himself up seeing bloody scratches and fresh long round bruises. His shirt was torn and his pants were dirty with some blood seeping through the fabric. He slumped over as he stood to his feet, stumbling forward then finally taking a deep breath as he forced himself to stand straight hearing practically every bone in his body crack back into place. Thankful that there was a little more light, he looked around, trying his best to locate Savannah, hoping that she wasn't buried under all this rubble. He yelled her name again and again as he moved along the broken pieces of tree.*

Lady Savannah: *She couldn't breathe..And she started to panic, gasping for air as she lay there. Her hands covered in her own blood, she looked to the sky, seeing the sun was rising and she started to shiver. Her gown was soaked with blood and she was nauseated.. she lifted to her knees once more and promptly let go of anything that was in her stomach. What was she to do? She felt as if she should be looking for someone, felt as if her world had j ust been torn apart.. but.... who? She closed her eyes against the pain and grimaced.. suddenly seeing a dark haired man.. a beautiful Adonis of a man in her mind's eye.. who was he? Someone of her family? Her brother? her lover? her husband? She could not remember.. and this time she did get to her feet.. wiping her face with a piece of her gown not soaked with blood. She looked down to find a piece of wood, hugely splintered and stuck in her chest.. *

[Discord Lasarythe]

Moridanu:

(( RPing session between Mori ( in raven form) and Savannah. ))

Moridanu: * Away from the castle that held the destruction of all she held dear, the raven flew onwards through the crisp dark sky. The sun was beginning its final descent behind the twin peaked mountains that marked the end of Kendelah's territory, and the raven looked at the dying crimson orb with dull, bleak eyes. Vaguely in the back of her mind, she was aware of the Goddess Morrighan who now currently held the reigns of her human form, but Moridanu barely cared. A ache echoed dully somewhere in the far recesses of her broken heart as she thought of Crowe and ODK in turn, but she could not bare to be with either just now. Instead she flew onwards, through the quickly darkening night*

Lady_Savannah: Trudging along the forest floor, she came to another tree and leaned against it and then glanced up at the sky. What she saw was the silver moon and with that sight, images formed in her mind, those of silver surroundings and a large formidable white manor..She saw the silver lake and a large silver oak. It's limbs weighed down by the silver leaves upon it, those limbs created a haven for two lovers. One black haired , the other auburn haired, male and female.. and then it was gone..She blinked and glanced up once more to hear the flapping of wings.. Wings she could not see..*

Moridanu: * The ravens wings grew heavy as she continued to fly, her thoughts racing ahead of her ebony, silken wings. Over treetops she soared, as soft wispy clouds scattered at her approach. The stars twinkled softly around her face, forming jewels of the brightest diamonds to adorn her ears and neck, but the raven saw none of this grandeur. Instead she flew, being pulled by some force she did not know, or cared to resist*

Lady_Savannah: Of thine eyes appear to thee.. waken , waken, wish to see.. *she whispered so softly, not really knowing where the words came from .. or how she k new them. But she could feel when her eyes began to shine., sapphire jewels upon her face as she tried to peer into the darkness and through the trees at the sound of the wings.. Why? you ask? she wasn't sure either.. only that she knew that the flyer would be for her *

Moridanu: *Slowly the fog inside her mind began to shift as she started to grow more aware of her surroundings. She was above the forest that had stood to the left hand side of the castle... the forest that she and Crowe had played in as children. It was here she had learnt to hunt, and the raven shuddered at the memory of her disdain that had came at the sight of her first and only kill. The sight of the dead deer, its beautiful body crumpled and broken, had filled her with sorrow and disgust, and Moridanu had made the vow then and there never to kill another living creature, unless her own life ( or those she held dear) depended upon it. Flying through the trees, she felt that irresistible pull again, and dipped her wings lower to fly closer to the ground. Gnarled branches reached out to ensnare her and tear at her silken feathers, and the raven was forced to fly higher. Several moments passed, before she finally saw what had been calling her. The form of Lady Savannah, her dear friend, was leaning against a tree staring up at the raven as she flew towards her. One look at Savannah told her that her friend was not herself, but in her raven form, Moridanu was limited with her interactions. All she could do was cawwwwwl out loudly and perch upon the tree on which Savannah leant*

Lady_Savannah: *Peering up at the darkened canopy and the sky, she searched for the bird, hearing it 's wings as it became snagged and then nothing , knowing it had flew up higher.. for she heard it as it cawllled. Savannah leaned back against the tree again and watched the bird.. * And a good evening to you too. *She tried to breathe normally, not one to show her injuries, and truthfully.. she wasn't herself . *

Moridanu: * The raven flew down lower until it could land smoothly on the forest floor in front of her. Prancing in front of her for a few moments with its chest puffed out, the raven made sure she had Savannah's attention before flying up and perching on her shoulder. Pecking her right earlobe softly, the raven peered at Savannah with a tilt of her soft, feathered head. Dark eyes peered into Savannah's soul, scanned her aura and blinked at what they saw. Fearing the worse, Moridanu used all her concentration to send Savannah the thought ~ m'dear friend.. are ye being alright? pray tell ye weren't injured in the attack on the castle?~*

Lady_Savannah: Her sapphire eyes glowed softly as she watched the raven prance in front of her, making her smile but lifting her right hand up to hold onto her left side and chest without thinking. She gave a start and a wince as the bird flew up to her shoulder and pecked at her ear * Hey now.. * she peered back at the bird and almost jumped out of her skin when she heard it speak to her.. it's voice .. no .. someone else's voice.. filling her mind. * .. Attack?... *she thought for a moment.. and nodded * Aye... *so softly though she was puzzled *

Moridanu: * Rubbing her soft, silken head up against Savannah's cheek, the raven sighed deeply as she saw a faint trickle of blood oozing out of a wound on Savannah's forehead. Sending the thought ~ Savannah, it be me - Moridanu.. do ye be remembering me?~ the raven peered at her curiously*

Lady_Savannah: *She relaxed somewhat as the raven rubbed it's head against her cheek, the silken feathers so soft against her pained skin. She felt as if everything on her body hurt and terribly. She thought for a moment and frowned * Mori... danu...*She said out loud, and shook her head * Tis familiar..ye ken? ..... Moridanu... *she said the n ame again and lifted a shaky hand to her forehead, feeling the warm,thick blood trickle down her cheek * Magick.. Darkness... the Light and evil.. it chases those that wish peace.. *she looked at the bird *

Moridanu: * Somewhat relieved at the fragments of information that Savannah seemed to have keep hold of, Moridanu's next concern became how to get Savannah back to the castle. She should really check on things herself anyway.. perhaps she could help Savannah back to the castle, and over see the rebuilding - if it was possible to rebuild at all. Surely then, she would be up for taking control of her human form again and making Lucien and his cronies pay for all the destruction they had caused. Clucking her tongue against her beak several times, the raven shuffled its feathers upon her shoulders as those dark beady eyes stared into Savannah's sapphire ones. ~ I be needing to get ye some assistance.. unfortunately in this form I can't do much.. but I can help ye and guide ye back to the castle.. what is left of it..~*

Lady_Savannah: *Savannah shook her head at first * I canna leave here.. I canna* sounding a bit distressed.. and glancing around intently . She was worried to be sure, but there upon her face was the look of confusion as well. *

Moridanu: * Feeling distressed and frustrated at her lack of possibilities, the raven shuffled her feathers and flew off Savannah's shoulders. Flapping her large wings quickly enough to form a cool, refreshing breeze that blew against her friends face, the raven wondered what she could do. All she had left was the ability to talk to Savannah with her mind, and the raven forced all her will into being as calm, and reassuring as possible ~ Savannah.. I be ye friend, trust me when I tell ye, ye must leave this place, follow me and I will get ye what help I can.. PLEASE! ~*

Lady_Savannah: *Feeling panicky, her heart beating wildly at the thought of not being here when... when.. when WHAT? She frowned why Was she supposed to be here? It seemed whatever it was , was just beyond her thoughts, something she just couldn't reach totally.. Maybe she was to be here for this Raven that said she was her friend.. the thought was somewhat comforting, but not right.. Besides, what if someone came along and heard her talking.. and the bird flying overhead. Would that be acceptable.. or would they call her "witch"? She didn't mind being called that for she and her kind were everything that equaled up to that .. she gave a shake of her head and found herself hesitantly following the raven * Verra well.. I will follow ye.. Though I am not sure why I do.. Mori..danu.. *She spoke softly * I am a healer....


(( to be cont' d ... ))

[Discord Lasarythe]

Dreadlord:

[sorry for being away so long. continuing our posts]

*His one eye remained closed as the pain spread to one side of his body making it hard for him to keep his balance especially with all the broken pieces of tree around his feet. His held his right hand over his left shoulder as he noticed that tiny droplets of blood began to seep through his shirt. It was nothing but he had to be careful. He didn't know where he was or how far he had been thrown. But his main concerned was Savannah. She was nowhere to be seen and he could hardly see two feet in front of him. He stumbled most of the time as he walked and only stopped to rest once after finding a splintered piece of tree in his thigh. It was nothing as well but realizing that he had so many wounds sent the pain to rush throughout his body. But he continued to scream her name in hopes of hearing her reply. And yet still nothing except the crackling of burning wood.

He sat upon the rubble leaning against a half broken tree where he found shelter from the smoke and fire. He sat staring out his one eye at the surroundings. His voice was hoarse from screaming out for Savannah. He tried once more, yet still no reply. He felt like he had just gone through hell and yet all he cared about was finding Savannah.

No matter how much he ached and bled, he had to get up and continue on his quest to find her. Also, he had the thought that maybe whoever created this hell would be back for seconds. His weapons had been separated from him and he had nothing except for a mighty fist, but the way he felt, he could barely lift his head to look where he was going. He had to keep a close eye in hopes of finding Savannah. He had no idea where he was headed. He looked in the direction of the sun as it slowly rose on him again to start yet another day of him searching in the rubble. He was hungry and thirsty and was beginning to get weak. He didn't know how many more days he could continue. His wounds felt as though they would never heal, but he stood straight and moved along the rubble not leaving a stone unturned until he found her.

His feet were becoming sore and his eye felt like it was going to explode. Thoughts were swirling through his head of what might have happened to Savannah. He wasn't paying attention to himself as he continued to walk and hadn't realized that he had began to speak what he was thinking. * What if she's hurt and lying on the ground dying, what if I don't get to her on time, what if she's dead already, what if she's calling my name, begging for me to come to her......but I can't find her, where is she. Why can't I hear her, why isn't she calling out to me, where is everyone, I'm sure someone knows we're out here, why aren't they looking for us, maybe I should sit down and let them come to me. *He sits down but only for a second before quickly getting back to his feet walking in the same direction, shaking his head.* No, I have to find someone, or I'll be dead in a day. *He stopped at that very moment and his face went blank. He had no idea where he was or where he was going. He looked around through his good eye and whispered to himself* Where am I? *Reality then grabbed him by the chest and forced him to fall to his knees as his wounds continued to bleed, becoming weak. He knew he could hold out for one more day, but from there it was all down hill. He had to find someone and fast.*


Lady Savannah:

*It had been days since Savannah had come back with Mori. She had tried to settle in as quickly as she could, but something just was not right.. she had gone about gathering what herbs she needed from the gardens, seeing that the place seemed to have everything she needed. She had sat down and mixed potions, working on them for hours at a time. And yet.. through all of this.. she felt as if something was missing from her life.. something she could not place her finger upon, but when she thought about what it could be.. she felt great sadness, and love as if she'd had her heart broken and yet it felt light.. and full of love.. But she could not think of what it was.. or who it was..

This came to her one day as she sat in the gardens, her thoughts drifting to nothing and yet she turned and looked towards the forests. She hadn't felt like going near the forests but as the days had worn on.. the feeling was becoming stronger and stronger... She got up from where she sat and looked around her. No one was around, yet no one watched over her, though they whispered about her now and then.. talking about her and .. and she never could hear just what else. She started towards the forest, her thoughts suddenly flashing before her eyes and in those flashes appeared the face.. no.. just a head and hair.. black hair.. She didn't see where she was going , didn't pay attention for her thoughts were taking over.. She stopped , finding that she had been running.. and cast herself against a tree, her sobs filling the air as she started to remember trees and debris coming towards her...She clung to the tree, feeling as if she had just witnessed the end of her life., crying and then finally collapsing upon the forest floor.

She lay there crying, her thoughts hitting her full force as she started to remember that day.. The day She and Dreadlord were attacked here... in the gardens.. here.. in the forest.. Dreadlord... She screamed then.. her screams filling the forest,raging and hysterical, her hands, clawing at her face, her body.. and then finally, sliding down to gently touch her flat belly.. for the child that grew there, their child...... for now she knew and she would never be the same....... her beloved, her husband, Jason Dreadlord.. ....was dead.


Dreadlord:

*He had managed to cover the wounds on his arms and legs as well as over his wounded eye with ripped pieces of what was left of his shirt. What little help that did for his strength he managed to continue walking. But as the day slowly began to slip into the night that would bring a very cold breeze, he knew he had to hurry and reach the castle or what was left of it, hoping to find Savannah there. This hope brought more encouragment on reaching the castle before the cold night had settled over him. Using every ounce of strength he could gather, he began going faster and faster until he found himself running at a very fast, steady pace. He could feel inside that she was nearby which only lead him to run faster, yelling her name in a dry breathless voice. * Savannah!


Lady Savannah:

*Savannah lay quietly, having cried herself to sleep, her hands protectively covering her flat belly. As the day wore on, she opened her eyes and remembered.... good memories.. bad memories.. ones she could not forget.. ones she didn't want to forget. They were all of her husband.. finally her husband.. it had taken him a long time to marry her.. to figure out that they were supposed to be together, that they were meant to be together. She sighed softly and whispered.* Oh Dreadlord...* The wind lifted the leaves upon the trees, the rustling sound filling her ears for nothing else could be heard in the forest where she lay. A single tear slipped from her eyes and with a sigh, she wiped it away and slowly got up from the moss covered ground. Brushing herself off, she glanced around, at first wondering if she heard something other than the wind. And then.. with a soft shake of her head, she muttered * Savannah.. ye have driven yerself to insanity.. tis time to go home..ye have work ta do... **She closed her eyes, taking a moment to get herself together and gather her strength, before she started trudging back towards the castle. It was getting later and later into the evening and if she were not careful.. she would catch a chill.

Savannah found the edge of the gardens that surrounded the castle just as the sun set in the sky, casting it in dark purples and blues, with the soft melon glow being edged out. She hadn't thought of anything on her way back to the castle.. only that she needed to get there and get her potions and mixtures ready. She wondered just when people would return or if they would.. and she was starting to wonder just where Mori was. What was going on ? Perhaps she needed to go out on her own and find out?

She slipped into the castle unnoticed and found a room that looked as if it had not been occupied by anyone for quite some time. She liked the floor to ceiling windows that looked out towards the forest and she took a seat and watched the forest, and the wind as it whipped the trees. Frowning slightly, she wondered if this was a message .....a warning ?

Savannah would sit in this very room, just about every day from here on out.. planning and making potions and blends of magickal herbs and whatnots...She would sit here until it was time for her to be somewhere else.. or someone would come here to find her. Occasionally, her sobbing would be heard late at night, as she lay in her room, mourning the loss of her beloved Jason Dreadlord, otherwise.. no one would know anything was ever wrong with her.. for she would never reveal her emotions. .....


Dreadlord:

* He wasn't quite sure how long he had been running but it seemed like forever. Stumbling through the rubble, he clumsily made his way toward the castle. Suddenly in the distance lights could be seen. He wasn't quite sure how far away they were, but he wasn't going to stop running now. Every move he made brought warm blood seeping from his wounds onto the torn shirt that covered it. He began to stumble from side to side, grabbing onto trees to keep his balance and keep him from falling to the ground. He knew that if he fell or stopped to rest, he wouldn't get back up.

The lights were getting closer and he finally could make out that it was light shinning through a bedroom window. He was growing tired and his legs were becoming weak, but he pushed himself further, until suddenly he emerged from the forest into the garden, falling to his knees as he slid slightly upon the grass breathing heavily. He stayed on his knees, slumped over with his eyes closed. But he couldn't stop there, he had to find someone, he had to find Savannah. He slowly stood to his feet and took a deep breath before running toward the castle as he pushed the front doors open with such force that it sent the doors crashing against the walls, sending the loud bang to echo throughout the castle. He stood in the door frame holding both door handles as he stared down the hall breathing heavily as the cold air blew in behind him. The air being extremely cold that it made each breath appear like white smoke whistling through his lips.

His vision was becoming blurry as he stared down the hall. He closed his eye and shook his head quickly before looking back down the hall again, but his vision was worse. The cold air made the hair on the back of his neck stand up and he suddenly felt as though he couldn't hold himself up any longer. He gripped the handles tightly as he slowly leaned his head back as he looked straight up toward the ceiling and in that instance everything he saw went black while his eyes rolled back and his eyelids closed. His body was weak as it quickly went limp, falling hard onto the floor between the castle doors while the cold breeze rushed in moving throughout the castle. He lay there in a broken and battered body that was torn apart and bloody. Each breath he took : steady, each heart beat that pumped : rhythmic, but his body had been through so much, even before the attack, that he couldn't take one step further. *


Lady Savannah:

**Savannah had found her way outside, having gone to where the fountains in the gardens opposite the forest. She had smelled smoke all day and it had made her nauseous. Without a thought, she had found herself sitting upon the wall of the fountain, gazing down into the water.. She was thinking about her life from here on out.. her child.. she and Jason's child..And a single tear slipped from her cheek to the still surface of the water, causing ripples to radiate out to the edges of the pool. It was here that she saw Morridanu's face.. her friend.

At first she thought she was seeing things.. and then.. when Morridanu's voice seemed to fill her head.. she narrowed her eyes and watched as Morridanu seemed to try to tell her something.. She could not make it out..and felt a simple panicking within her. Her hand flew to her stomach, and she glanced around.. noticing that there were indeed people at the gate, talking to the gatekeeper.. She was just about to go see what and who they were, when she heard the sudden crash come from the front doors...Jumping up from where she sat.. she glanced down to the pool of water to find Morridanu's face fading from view..* Morri! Dunna leave ! Nay.. I say ! * She wiped tears from her eyes, her mind flying in too many directions at once.. should she go to the gate? Or should she go see what the crashing was about.. She didn't take too much time to think and went directly to the castle.. through the side door she had come out and headed for the Foyer....

When she got to the Foyer, she felt the cold breeze as it touched her skin, chilling her. She called out sharply * Who has left the Entry doors op.... * her words stopped abruptly and a piercing and shrill scream would be heard throughout the castle . *

**She stood in the Foyer , looking down upon the body that lay bloodied upon the marble floor. Without a thought, she kneeled down to him and with a bit of effort started to turn him over.. She had him in her arms, his blood soaking her gown, and running down her arms when she saw his face.. Freezing, she began to shake, her body quaking violently as she realized who the face belonged to... * Dreadlord... *she half whispered, half sobbed his name.. * Dreadlord... *She smoothed his hair back.. touched his bloodied face and as she cried.. leaned down to kiss his lip so gently, his blood covering her lips. She held him, murmuring words that made no sense, rocking him back and forth, one hand lifting, for she had sense enough to do this.. and with a soft arc of her hand.. the doors shut with a sharp bang, closing all the cold air outside. She could feel his body and how cold he was, knowing he was near death.. * M' love..How can this happen? How can this be?.. **She sobbed loudly * NAYYY I shan't let ye have him !! *she screamed as she tilted her head back * Ye Canna have him ! He's Mine!.... MINE !.. *She sobbed loudly , burying her face in his neck as she held him * Please.. Jason.. Don't leave me... Don't leave me !! **To anyone that would come upon Savannah and Dreadlord.. would wonder if Savannah had done harm to Dreadlord.. for she was soaked with his blood. **

**The Scrying Savannah had done in the fountain would not go unnoticed.. for in Savannah's room there was a small pan of water.. one she would find Morridanu's message within... in time.. ***


Dreadlord:

*He lay weak and bloody in her arms, half asleep half awake. Every word she said sounded as though she were far, far away. He wanted to speak her name but as his lips slowly moved, nothing came out. His body ached and even though the doors have finally been closed his body still continued to shiver from the coldness that filled his body.

Before Savannah had found him lying on the floor by the front doors, he was drifting in and out of a dream. He had this dream before numerous times. -- Both Savannah and himself are dancing in the large ballroom of his father's castle surrounded by guests in tuxedos and extravagant dresses, standing silent as they both dance upon the floor. And when it would look as though he were leaning in for a kiss it would cut quickly to him watching as his mother and father are murdered. --

He quickly opened his eyes, only his one good eye would open, but he was breathing heavily as he looked up to find Savannah sobbing over him and he slowly began to calm down. At first, for a moment, he thought that he was back at his fathers castle. But he remembered where he was and let out a sigh of relief knowing that he was at the castle with Savannah. And with the little strength he had he whispered her name.* Savannah.


Lady Savannah:

After Savannah had yelled, her tears flowing down her face and dropping to the ground or her blood covered gown or upon Dreadlord...She grew quiet, suddenly aware of something...whispering.. She looked around the room and then looked down to see his blood caked lips moving, she couldn't make out what he said. Leaning closer to his mouth, she heard his whispers... her name.. "Savannah....Savannah..." And with a gasp, she put her hand on his chest, over his heart to feel his heartbeat..slow.. but steady. " Tis alright... M'love.. " She began to chant words so soft, words to ask the wind to carry him to her room, where she could tend to him better. She had things within her room that would help her to help him.

Savannah got to her feet, wiping her tears with her hand. The door flew open and a great wind blew in, and at first, she was afraid it was too strong, that it would destroy the castle.. but.. in a few moments, she watched Dread's body being lifted as if weightless from the floor, cushioning him against it's softness and transporting him upstairs and down the corridors of the halls to the one that was least used.. except for Savannah there was no one housed in that particular corridor except for Savannah.

She followed his body as it moved along until it got to her room. She lifted her hand and caused the door to open, Dreadlord's body floating in and hovering in the middle of the room. Savannah walked to his body and gently nudged it in the right direction, towards her bed, that sat atop a pedestal, the curtains open on either side of the four post bed. His body was gently laid upon the bed and the wind died down, amazingly nothing in the castle was bothered by this wind.

Savannah heard the door to her room slam shut as she walked to the bed and looked upon Dreadlord. She wasn't crying.. but she was hoping and wishing that he would not die. Her thoughts so strong that she ended up voicing them. When she heard herself, she pulled herself out of her reverie* "" He is never going to live if you don't do something, Savannah, damn it." ** and with that she turned and went to a desklike table she had, and rummaged through a few of the small drawers, pulling this and that out of some of the drawers and put some together, and other's alone. She waved her hand and a small cauldron appeared in the middle of the floor, a fire burning beneath it and steam rising from the bubbling mess within. She went over and sprinkled some of the herbs into the cauldron and watched as sparks flew from her fingertips and hit a few of the herbs as they floated in the cauldron.
After a few minutes of bubbling..she spooned a few things out into a bowl that .. well that appeared just near her. She sniffed it and then took it over to where Dreadlord lay upon the bed.

She took a spoonful of the brew and put it to Dreads lips, tilting the spoon so that some of the broth got into his mouth. She did this 2 more times and then put the bowl down and turned, laying her hands upon his body as it began to glow a soft blue... She frowned and watched as her hands glowed a brilliant green then orange.. and then white. She lay them down upon his body, and watched as the blue slowly started to change.. little by little... turning from blue.. to red... lighting up his belly.. and then his chest.. and then the rest of him.....

*Savannah concentrated on delving deep within Dreadlord's wounded body, moving through it, finding and soothing each wound as her light healed him. A fine sweat broke out on her forehead and her hands grew hot from the power within and that which she pulled from sources of majestic means. Her eyes closed and she swayed, collapsing upon Dreadlord's chest, breathing heavily. She stayed like this for some time and when she lifted her head, the light of healing had gone and she listened for Dreadlord's breathing.

A frown marred her features when she didn't hear it at first, and she touched his face with her hand. Perhaps the touch of her own would help, the touch of her heart. She could do nothing now, but hope. For now it was a waiting game, his body was healed, but the spirit would have to heal itself. He would either live or die depending on said spirit. It all depended upon Dread and what he wanted. She kissed his lips, feeling how cold they were, letting her own warm lips linger upon his, infusing his body with her own warmth and hoping that this too, would help. She backed away and sighed heavily, bringing her hand to her forehead and closing her eyes to collect herself. She felt like she was on a thin thread and that thread was fraying quickly. Her hand went to her belly, feeling at once the essence of her child, their child, within her. She turned and went to the bowl of water to dip her hands for cleansing.

What she saw there made her stop and freeze. Her eyes grew wide and a soft gasp came forth from her.. * Moridanu... Where are you m'friend? * She watched the image of her dear friend as she and a few others walked through fields and towards a forest of fire..She concentrated.. now able to for she had done what she needed for Dreadlord, the rest was up to him..She called once more softly * Moridanu.....

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Dreadlord:

*The dry blood lingered on his face and clothes as he lay upon the bed. While he was being healed he slipped into a dream. This dream wasn't as tense and graphic as the last, in fact it was serene, peaceful, at first. It felt as though he were really in the dream. --(dream)--He lay in the garden, knowing he was near a fountain for the soothing sound of the water relaxed him as his body felt tense and stiff. He sat up from his place upon the flowers in the garden. He saw that he was alone and the castle stood tall in its original state. He wandered the garden making his way toward the castle doors when a gust of wind blew from behind him. He stopped in his tracks and turned his head slightly as a low roar could be heard coming from the forest and it began to grow, coming closer and closer. He turned and faced the forest seeing nothing as the roar dulled into nothing but silence. Then, with the blink of an eye a large gust of wind blew at him and the castle, larger than a hurricane. Yet he hadn't moved from his place even though trees and debris were flying past him, but it looked as though a force field were around him,protecting him. He held his hands up, palms out toward the forest as though he were trying to stop the wind. And it stopped quickly, not dying down, just gone in an instant. When he turned back to the castle he found that the doors were wide open and a figure lay upon the floor. He walked toward it, but already knew that it was him lying there in a bloody mess. He closed his eyes and turned his head away from it as he walked past himself, bloody and beaten. He ran down the hall and up the stairs until he reached the floor where Savannah's room was. He rushed down the hall and slammed open the door seeing himself as he lay upon the bed and Savannah washing her hands. As he stood in the dorrway staring at himself lying on the bed, he thought for a second that maybe he was dead and stood now as his ghost. He was confused, upset and angry all at the same time. He rushed to the bed and took his limp body and began to shake as hard as he could, yelling at himself."Wake Up!" Saying it over and over again. And the last time as he could into his ear.--(dream)--

"Wake Up!!" *He could hear it screamed in his ears and he jumped up upon the bed letting out a gasp as he sat there in a cold sweat breathing heavily, thinking that his dream was real and he had really died, but as he looked around he saw that he was very much alive. His clothes were still bloody and torn, but his wound had been healed and he let out a sigh of relief. He then saw her standing across the room as he spoke her name, not sounding weak or restless, the way he always spoke her name lovingly to her.* Savannah.


Lady Savannah:

Savannah stood quietly with her hand upon her belly, lost in her thoughts of what was happening where she couldn't see.. what was Moridanu doing? And where was she? She felt her heart flutter with concern and anxiety over not being able to help or not knowing what to do.. and then she heard the soft gasp and her name being called.. Without thought, she turned, reacting to him, for there was nothing stronger than the bond she shared with this man.. * Jason ! *she moved to him quickly, reaching out to him * Ye are alive !* she began to cry * I thought ... by the Gods.. Jason, I thought ye'd never return to me.. ** and indeed, she did'nt think he'd return.. and that she'd have to face the battles alone.. and the raising of their child without him.. She didn't know if she could do it.. none of it.. without Dreadlord.*


Dreadlord:

*He held his hands up, reaching out to her as she came closer to him. He took her into his arms and held her as close to him as possible.* I never want to let you go. I have spent days searching for you. I thought I'd never see you again. *He leaned back for a moment just to look at her face before embracing her again, pressing his lips against her neck closing his eyes as he let out a small sigh of relief knowing that she was here with him and it wasn't a dream. He slowly leaned back from there embrace and sat back upon the head board of the bed, watching her as he held her hand, never wanting to let go.* How did you get here? Were you injured in the....blast...or whatever it was? *For a brief moment when he mentioned the word blast, a wave of rage ran through his veins, wanting to know who caused something this horrific. But her sweet face cooled his blood as he smiled toward her hoping nothing had happened to her when they were seperated during the blast.*