Post by Templar Faust on Dec 13, 2006 6:08:35 GMT -5
It had been centuries since he had set foot back upon the surface again. An Owl had come to him during a night as he was but a young man telling him to flee and to hind for now! That to help this world survive he must cower, for now. He was forced to hide in ancient tunnels under the earth long since forgotten and stay idle as the innocent were killed all across the land looking for the one that could destroy evil for good, the one legends had foretold of. A moment in time was coming that would forever decide if Evil or Good would win this battle. He was Osiris Grey, last of the dragon kin. His abilities are still yet unknown even to him, only those under the power of the Owl God could open him to his true power, to cleanse the world of this evil he would need them. He has waited, he had grown older, but also wiser listening to the Moon God Namheroth. Namheroth said to him that he would not be able to win this epic war against Evil alone and that in time he would send those who could unlock his power to him. He would know who they were once his eyes laid upon them. The Owl God had left his mind; he no longer felt the presence of such a being within him, so he waited for what seemed to be centuries, he could no longer tell what time was. He awoke again in his tunnels as he had done countless times before, but… something was different, but a new tunnel had appeared where none were before. He knew that the moment spoken of had come at last. He gathered the few things he had brought with him all that time ago and slowly he followed this twisting and elaborate tunnel, he could feel the wind once again upon his skin, and it was a blessing in its own. He had reached the surface, as his foot touched the dirt, he felt the strongest of pulls to go north, and so he did unquestioningly. He traveled for many days under the mere light of the moon, his eyes had become used to such darkness that it would take time to adjust to that bright new light the sun. As he slept under a giant willow tree, he heard a fluttering of wings, then the scrunching of feet on the ground. He jumped to his feet and grabbed his sword, but before he could yank it from its sheath, he heard the clearest of voices yell “Wait dragon being! For this was long ago planned and is not our destiny!” The ones sent to help him he thought, at last, he would reach his full potential!! The stranger walked into his vision and started setting up camp as if he knew he would not be hurt, which he would not, and Osiris knew it. As they began talking he was told that there were others waiting for him, waiting to cleanse the world of Evil. He asked the mans name but he said it was not important, that he was only a messenger. They traveled together to a temple devoted to Namheroth, there he greeted Vhaerun, who would help him with his abilities, more would come and they would destroy this Evil. The time had come for Evil to be cleansed for good, times would be hard, but there are allies meant for them. They will not be fighting alone, the Reclamation had been set into motion, from hence forth, it could not be stopped.
