Chronicles Of Reymond: The Book Of Trails
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| Chronicles Of Reymond: The Book Of Trials | ||
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Reymond continued his trek of the Kingdom, spreading his Lord’s words and laws to all who would hear it. His Will of Purpose had faltered, however, finding a loss of direction. The Heavens noticed this and sent a holy man to confront Reymond’s lack of faith. At the last light of day, the prophet came before the Ebon King and spoke.
“Your lack of Will of Purpose has been noticed by the gods, servant of Magnon. You most prove yourself worthy of your Lord’s blessing by completing six trials. Your trials begin by following the Blue Star, the Questing Knight, She once too strayed from her path and was redeemed for her service. Finish your Lord’s command before the light of the next day or doom your people to Shal’s chaos.”
Reymond and the prophet followed the Blue Star, over rivers, valleys and hills until he reached the mountains. There the Blue Star stayed, as a beacon over the highest peak. He understood his second trial was to scale up to her and began with haste. The climb was treacherous, even more difficult for the one armed man. He persisted however, ascending ever upward. The prophet warned, “There is a trial ahead, our enemies have sent their own champions to stop your mission. Defeat them and continue onward, the power of two can not compete with the infinite lights of heaven.”
As the prophet had said, a Nord and an Orc were waiting for Reymond. Both in traditional armor of their dark gods, they stood between the Ebon King and his destiny. No words were needed as each drew their weapons and attacked. Reymond was able to hold off both opponents eventually striking down the orc. The Champion of Shal bent down and took up the orc’s weapon, smiring its blood on his face. With a savage roar the Nord went into a beseark of flurries. Reymond patiently waiting for an opening and then struck, killing him with a single blow.
The prophet had watched on and calmly continued the climb when the battle was done, leaving the Ebon King no time to rest. On they went until they reach the tallest peak. Lady Meredie waited before a giant black pillar as dark as the void. “Welcome, Ebon King. I have been hoping to see you for some time. Let us begin without pause, there is much to do.”
The prophet walked up beside her, “You who is born under the stars of war lack the true blessing of Magnon. Accept this gift so that you may lead the Manmeri in all ways.” Blinding light radiated from the two, overwhelming Reymond. He dare not looked away and endured the flame. Just as quickly as it was there, it was gone. Reymond felt the same warmth radiating from within him now, as though the Many Pointed Star was in his breast.
“Apply your gift to the black stone for this trial, change its nature down to its liquid essence.” Reymond had faith in his Lord and lay his hands upon the stone. Lightning struck down on the slab and it melted before him, turning from a hard metal to a pool of molten ebony. Meredie smiled warmly “You truly are the champion of our Lord, taking to his gift so naturally. You show unmatched faith in your Lord but your next trials will test that faith. Stick your lame hand into the pool, prove your Will of Purpose is strong again.”
Reymond hesitated, looking into the bubbling pool. His will proved true as he quickly plunged his hand into the metal. Pain unlike anything he had ever felt permitted him, replacing the warmth he had felt before. His flesh burned and caught fire, flames traveling up his arm. The prophet commanded, “Jump from the peak, champion of Magnon. Fall from Wrothgar as your last show of devotion.” Reymond ran and plummeted from the mountain, like a shooting star of fire through the sky. He feared not for he believed in his Lord and knew that his trials were over. As he reached the ground, he landed in a deep pool of water. The ebony on his arm was cast, cooling into a fine sword point.
As Reymond surfaced, the prophet was waiting for him at the water’s edge. “You have passed your trials and remain in your Lord’s grace. The Kingdom continues its internal conflicts as your people’s legacy rots. The children of cloud, star and wind need your divine rule and guidance if the Kingdom is to remain whole.” As the prophet said this, the Eastern Star rose. The prophet dispersed like a shadow in the light of the new day, leaving the Ebon King with no doubt for his direction.