Chronicles Of Reymond: The Book Of Death
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| Chronicles Of Reymond: The Book Of Death | ||
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The peace of the Kingdom was challenged by the people of the south, the warriors of where the hammer fell. They had their own Gods and Will of Purpose, driven forward to ever conquest. Their ferocity was unmatched and their invasion unjust for they were not of the Kingdom. This did not stop their commanders from raising their combatants and positioning on the border.
The Ebon Kingdom's best generals rallied to her defense, gathering the most capable knights from every side of Wrothgar. With the Kingdom's seat impregnable on the waters of the Illiac, the generals decided it was best to strike the foe's capital to decapitate the threat before they could breach the realm. Like a spear, they pierced through the invaders in virtuous direction. The attackers were able to secure their flank, however, trapping them to the south of the tail of the mountains. The gallants held the enemy at bay from all directions, the sand entombing those who died as thousands fell.
As the army started to lose hope, luminescence washed over the water and soil. The battle stopped, as both sides witnessed the Ebon King himself approaching them from over the bay. His horse, War Master, galloped atop the waves. As he came to a stop, the armies of the Kingdom began to rally in his presence but his booming voice commanded, “Stop this bloodshed! Trivial conflict is not needed between our peoples! Allow your leader before me so we may end this war before any more unwarranted death!”
Each kingdom's army stepped aside so that the Doyen could approach Reymond. It was the deadland's god HoonDing, deity of Red Tides and unrelenting determination. A being of matching Will of Purpose, HoonDing stood before the Ebon King in shining golden plate as a stark contrast to his own armor. The god wielded a curved sword in one hand and an axe in the other, both covered in Manmeri blood. Reymond dismounted and readied his weapon to defend himself.
“This can only be settled in blood, king. Your people have defiled our lands, yours are now forfeit in recompense.” With that HoonDing lunged forward, locking edge against edged metal. Both King and God dueled as the mortal armies silently watched, as day turned to night and then to day again. As the king tired, his opponent did not and continued the assault. HoonDing would eventually parry Reymond and cut his blade arm in two. Stepping back the God prepared to accept Reymond's defeat but instead was met with the broad side of his aegis. Stunned and surprised, HoonDing quickly blocked Reymond's onslaught of bashes with his shield. The battle continued for days more, until the darkness before the sixth morn. HoonDing brought his axe down as hard as possible onto the rose shelter. Reymond blocked but the force shattered his bulwark and carried through, dealing a fatal blow.
Reymond collapsed, his blood soaking the desert. HoonDing looked upon him with sorrow, understanding he had just killed an honorable rival who died for his subjects. As he drew his last breath, Reymond's blood bloomed into roses around him in the new light of the Many Pointed Star. HoonDing collected his corpse and moved towards the people of the Kingdom. “Take your king and bury him according to your customs. By his actions there is peace between our people and by his name I promise we will not set foot beyond the Bjoulsae.” There after the people of the south recognized and paid respect to Reymond, calling him Ebonarm and worshiping him in their own way.
The armies of the Kingdom were allowed to return home, mourning the death of their king. Without their liege, the Kingdom fell into despair and disorder. His most devoted brought his body to the highest peaks of Wrothgar, as close as he could be brought to the stars, intending to burn him. There Meredie and Arel appeared before them out of the misty glow of night. Meredie embraced him, pressing herself close and dragging his essence from his body. Free from his mortal carcass, Reymond bowed before the gods.
“Do not bow, Ebon King, for you are now among us. Your afterlife will be one of divine purpose, for our Lord Magnon still requires you to rule in his absence.” Arel came before him, “As the Middle comes to an end, your work will be undone as the Kingdom falls to broken states. By my power your Kingdom as it is will be folded upon itself, existing amidst the seconds in a time between times. Those who follow your Lord's laws will find a place there after death.”
Reymond looked upon his people, addressing them in his state between man and god, “Fear not, for I will continue watching over you. Those of you with Will of Purpose will lead you, as agents of my own will. I am always your King and once my people unite again I will return to rule. The Kingdom and the Inbetween Kingdom will come together as one, uniting permanently until the end of days.” Meredie and Arel escorted him upwards, into the stars and out of the sight of mortals.
Reymond kept his word and continued to watch over his subjects, sometimes walking among them in ebon plate on a golden stead. When his people came to strife with one another, Reymond may appear and appeal for peace as he did with HoonDing. The Ebon King would continue to roam throughout the Middle, where after he ruled from the Inbetween Kingdom as Arel had promised.