"Alright then, fine" said Blue, heaving himself off the ground. Ty rolled his eyes and turned towards the exit, only to find it blocked by stone doors.
"Uh, I'm pretty sure that I left these open" he commented as he ran his finger along it's carved surface.
"I guess this place is more magical than we thought" said Jenna, walking up to the doorway.
Blue inspected the door closely. The carvings on it's surface were different to the carvings on the previous door. Placing his hands against it, he mustered up all of his strength and pushed. The door slowly opened. Beyond the doorway was a small chamber. There was a metal plaque attached to the wall. Beside it were three doors, one red, one blue and one green. Blue dashed over to the plaque and read it out loud.
"And lo, the three return, newly incarnate within a new shell, destined to walk the paths again. By the path of Strength, the road to redemption shall be found, and past crimes shall be absolved. By the path of Stealth, the road to purpose shall be found, and life itself shall be complete. And by the path of Smarts, the road to truth shall be found, and the past, present and future shall be clear to you. All shall be revealed, Cyantam child"
"Er, Blue? What does that mean?" asked Jenna.
The young mage didn't answer. He read the words again, frowning at the last sentence. It couldn't be referring to him, could it? He dismissed this thought. It was most likely a coincidence. He abruptly clapped his hands, startling both of his companions.
"Alright, let's take a look" he said, strolling over to one of the doors. It was wooden and covered in red paint with the words "Path of Strength" painted in gold.
"Ty, you go here"
The mage turned on his heel and skipped over to the opposite door. It was green and had "Path of Stealth" written in silver.
"Jenna, this looks like your kind of thing"
Finally, he came to a stop in front of the blue door. "Path of Smarts" was written in white. He turned to face his friends, each stand in front of their respective doors. They didn't speak, but instead, all three nodded and pushed the doors open.
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In the Blade's Hilt |A tale from Triterra|
FantasyAll is well in the Tridom. Wars have stopped, the people are happy and money is flowing freely. It seems that everything is going to be fine. Except it's not. Unbeknownst to the denizens of the Tridom, an ancient evil is returning. An evil with d...
