Many, many years ago, a mysterious human man in a suit of black armor looked upon a wall with five symbols on it. Four in a circle, and one in the center. The one in the center seemed to be an amalgamation of the four that surrounded it. Most of the man's armor was shrouded in the shadow of the room, but it could be seen that he had glowing red pupils in his anger filled eyes.
"Release them." A female voice said. The man grinned, raising his sword. One by one, he stabbed the four symbols, leaving slits in the brittle stone wall. The slits began to glow as four colored clouds of mist poured out of them and were carried away by the wind running through the cave, toward the hole in the ceiling. "Good little errand boy." The female voice said. "Perhaps this will be enough chaos for them to release me." The voice laughed. "Now, you stay right here until I need you, understood?" The man placed his arm across his chest and bowed to no one. "Good. And whatever you do, do not forget your daily ritual. Is that understood?" The man nodded and sat down cross legged on the floor. "Good." The voice said. And with that, the man was left in silence.
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The Black Knight
FantasyPrerequisite:The Hunters of Varonia Cassian and Aaron embark on a quest to find out more about Cassian and his origins. But what they discover is much more than they expected.
