we start in voltaria
two jaggathans male and female walk into where senn and arcteria are talking there is something familiar about their weapons which match
"hey Uncle Senn, hey archteria, how are you?" says the female
"hey you two why dont you go with arcteria to investigate this tablet."
"hey that sounds like fun" says the male
"no messing around Grend we have to make this quick this may be dangerous"
"yeah" says his sister
"you too Zia, now let's go"
they walk to the beacon at oakendale. they teleport to a new beacon at northwind. they make their way to a glacian at the walls of time sitting and reading a book. they walk up to him and arcteria hands him the tablet and asks if he knows what it means. he looks up at it and looks surprised suddenly. then he speaks
"This stone speaks of a lost order of song, one of extreme power that was locked away long ago and is now hidden in a vault at the bottom of the sea only pierced by the three great blades"
as he says this an ardoni is seen atop of a wall of time then disappears.
cuts to arias, ember, and portalus in a sandstorm when suddenly a protisium orb appears around them they turn to see a hooded and masked ardoni who waves them to follow. they follow him to a cave where he takes off the mask and hood and introduces himself.
"Hello, I am arcarious. I saw you in town and heard you were headed across the desert. I knew a storm was coming so I came to help. "
"we thank you for that" says portalus
"so ember I'm curious how are you a blue netheran" says arias
"well you see I was born in the soulsand valley deep in the nether so I got a blue color"
"that's neat but I must ask where did you learn how to fight" portalus asks
"my parents were killed by zombie piglins who are completely uncontrollable. so, king vulcannus took me in and pretty much adopted me. My adoptive brother brimstone will be king though which I dont think I'd want to rule anyways"
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ghosts of history
FanfictionAround 400 years after the great war. Ardonia is finally at peace. New discoveries and new dangers have been found. But a threat lurks like a ghost in the shadows. Long forgotten and ready to strike. Cover by cloudless sky