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After hunting down the Hand in the swamps near Nocturnus, Kha was exhausted. His sister had died defending Starbowl from Victor’s elemental, and the pain was still fresh. Watch Sal, his passion is strong. The last words Aran said to him as she died. They burned in his mind still. What is it that she meant, he had thought. In the following weeks, it was clear. Saladus was consumed with vengeance, the only thing that he lived for it seemed. Growing up human, with the elves of Aridesti, Saladus had always seemed to be barbaric to the others. Kha knew that it was his humanity that made him seem so to the elves. The longevity of the elves, the lifespan of hundreds of years had bred in a patience, to some it seemed indifference. The Aridesti were a little different, the customs of their people held vengeance as a sacred rite after the death of a loved one. Still, their countenance was not that of the humans. And Saladus was a human in the land of elves. He was a brother to Kha, long before he married Kha’s sister, but still he did not know him like Aran did. Watch Sal, his passion is strong. Now, after traveling from one end of Kaliphlin to the other with Saladus, he had seen a darker side to Sal. The vengeance had driven him to cruelty. Truth be told, it was deserved by those bastards of the Hand. Still, that side of Sal scared him. Kha looked around at the harsh land they found themselves in. Behind them stood the Tower of the Hand, its jagged spires looked like claws reaching for the heavens to tear them down. Here on the borderlands near the Rakath Mountains, the desert met the twisted nightmare landscape of Nocturnus and Kha thought it appeared as if some disease affected the land tainted by Nocturnus and he could see where the infection stopped. The carnage around them was a result of the vengeance Sal so desperately sought. “Where to now?”, Kha asked. He knew the answer before he even asked the question, and said it in his head as Sal responded. “We continue to on to find Victor. I cannot rest until he is dead” Watch Sal, his passion is strong. As Kha looked around, he could see a shelter of pines near the base of the mountain. The large needle covered branches seemed to want to hide the ground beneath from something watching from above, so thick were the branches. “Over there, we can find shelter for the night under those pines.” As they walked across the barren land towards the mountains, Kha could see that there was an abundance of life near the base of the mountain where the pines stood. It was certainly not like Kaliphlin to see that much green life, and it seemed to mark the change in Guilds as well as anything could. As they entered the shelter of the pines, they were met by a woman dressed in brown spun wool. She was carrying a staff, and Kha noticed that she had pouches and poultices strung along her rope belt. “Our apologies for disturbing you ma’am….” Kha began politely. “No need to apologize Kha, it is you whom I seek.” The woman began mysteriously. Kha loosened his sword from its scabbard, a nervous habit from his many years on the road. Kha saw Sal look up sharply at this. “And you as well Saladus.” She finished. “I am Ravenna, a Druid of the ancient order. It has been many years since Historica has been this threatened as it is now from Revolword. In this time of need, we came together again.” “I thought the Druids died out years ago?” Kha felt a strange affinity with this Druid, but needed some answers before he could trust her. With a gentle smile, Ravenna began. “That is what we needed everyone to believe. It is best for us and the realm that no one remembers us. People like Revolword and the Hand do not seek us out and try to usurp our power, because they don’t know we are here. Yet, we have always been around and have had our hands in play for years. We have learned over the centuries that we are better set to help shape and guide from without, than to take direct actions in the directions of the Realm. However, now we have been forced to act. Many of my brothers and sisters have already met with others from the 4 different Guilds and the pieces have been put into action. Elon Chorian, deGothia, General Grimm Vexus, Darecold, Legonardo and Erudhalion Sansael are leading an attack on Victor’s stronghold at Dawn. Others are leading raids across the countryside on Hand strongholds. And then there’s you two.” Kha looked at Sal and could see a glimmer of hope there. Kha knew what Sal was thinking, this was his chance to get into Victor’s stronghold unnoticed and seek his revenge. “What is it that is left for the two of us? And more importantly, why all of this coordination? Is Victor really that strong?” “Not yet, but the powers that he could unlock with the Helm are limitless. His elementals are childrens toys compared to what power is available. Control of the elements has many manifestations, the elast of which is automating them as elementals. Giving life, taking life these are the real powers, but we do not believe that Victor knows this. As for you two, I am bringing you through the carnage directly to Victor. That is what you want is it not Sal?” “It is, and I will gladly accept any help you can give us. However, in preparation for Victor I would like to learn from you what it is he might be able to do with his new power. Might I learn from you as we travel?” Kha had not seen Sal so receptive in nearly month, not since Aran-Salath had been killed by the Hand. This was the Sal he remembered, cunning, smart ready for action. Something nagged at him though, why the sudden change. Watch Sal, his passion is strong. They traveled all night, and Sal was attentive to everything Ravenna had to teach. As the day dawned bright and clear, Kha felt that today really would be the day that Historica changed. The heroes from across Historica gathered outside of Victor’s stronghold and prepared for the assault. The castle on the borders of all 4 guilds seemed to have sprung from nowhere. No one remembered having seen it before. But how could they all have missed something so large! The assault on the main gates was intense and led by Rellik Nam of the Hand. Inside, Kha, Sal and Ravenna had made it into Victor’s throne room. “So, this is the rabble that has come to stop me? You send a distraction to the front gates and distract my forces so that you can take me out…..hahaha. This may be the best entertainment I’ve had in a while!” “Victor, the Druids have gathered and orchestrated this coordinated effort against you. You may find that you powers are subdued and your elementals gone,” Ravenna smiled as she informed him of his predicament. “And now you will die bastard! My wife fell to your thugs, and while I have systematically removed them, you are the focus of my vengeance!” Kha heard the anguish in Sal’s voice, but there was something else too. It seemed as if Sal spoke with hope as well. Watch Sal, his passion is strong. Sal, launched himself at Victor and in a spray of gore, his twin blades ripped Victor’s body into several pieces that fell into the glowing portal in the center of the room. Sal, slowly stood up from the ground and looked at Kha without any emotion in his eyes. “Now Kha, it’s time to bring Aran back to us.” “What are you are talking about Sal? She’s gone there’s nothing you can do!” As he was speaking, he saw Sal crossing the room to the throne. In a frozen horror, Kha saw Sal lift the Helm of the Druids and place it on his head. “You see Kha, Ravenna taught me all about the powers of Druids last night. Victor was a fool, he sought conquest and supreme power through his elemental bullies. But, the power in here that cannot be stopped is that of life and death. With this I can bring Aran back to life!” “Sal, you didn’t listen to me, you only heard the words I spoke! The power of life and death is not to be toyed with!” Ravenna looked desperate and started to approach Sal but stopped abruptly as if frozen. “The power of life and death. You see I did listen, and I know that I can remove your life if necessary, or just suspend it as I am doing now. I don’t want what Victor wanted, and I don’t want to hurt you. I just want my wife back, and I will not allow you to stop me.” “Sal, you still aren’t listening. When you play with these powers, things change. She won’t be what you remember, and it will begin and unraveling of the line between life and death that will blur those lines across Historica!” Ravenna was desperate, but Kha could see that she was powerless to move. “Sal, please….for Aran don’t do this!” Kha pleaded. “For Aran, I am doing this.” Kha watched in horrified fascination as Sal slowly put on the Helm and sat in Victor’s throne. Watch Sal, his passion is strong…. Just some shots of the interior build to show the size and how it is held together, along with the LED's and underlighting. So, here is the end of GoH challenges....I wish I had more time to do more. But, at least we have another round coming! -
The Battle of Cedrica was already well under way. A man in black clothes came on the main road to the great city. He was well armed and went off his horse for it could it some of the grass. He looked at the city from the hill. He noticed that the city was up in flames due to the heavy battle that was occurring He spoke out loud to himself, "So the fun has already started has it? My my, Cedrica you have changed since last time we meant." He noticed the new gate and Victor's tower. The man stayed on the road until he found a little house. There he found a little pond where he could bathe. The man yelled to the home, "Do you mind if a weary traveler bathes in your pond?" A very old and weak voice responded, "No, I don't mind, as long as you leave me alone." So the man bathed and then put on his battle armor and load and behold it was Lord Brickington. Just when Brickington was about to get ready to head out, a Mitgardian soldier came up the road. Brickington greeted him, "Hello my good man! What business do you have in this area? I would imagine you would be greatly needed in Cedrica." The Mitgardian soldier responded, "I have orders to clear out every house near Cedrica. Revolword is almost in defeat and we don't want him coming around one of these houses and and hiding." "Well of course" replied Brickington. And with that the Mitgardian soldier headed to the door. The Mitagrdian soldier knocked on the door, but with no response. He knocked again and this time the old man responded, "Go away." The Mitgardian soldier said, "I have orders and I'll come in whether ye' like or not." And with that, the Mitgardian soldier opened the door and Brickington heard was the Mitgardian Soldier say, "What the?" Sir Brickington noticed the Mitgardian soldier being pulled in, but the door stayed open. The person inside must have thought Brickington already left. But he didn't. Sir Brickington walked in the building with his sword ready and he could hardly believe his eyes. Sir Brickington saw victor, three soldiers, and what looked like a general. The general spoke in a horrifying voice, "So men, we have company. Let's start the show, shall we." While all of this was happening, Sir Brickington couldn't help but notice Victor. He was very pale and wrinkly. He looked horrible. Then right before Brickington could do anything the guard who had captured the Mitgardian soldier did a horrible thing. The hand soldier threw the poor man's face in a magical plate of fire and burned his face. The Mitgardian soldier died right in front of Brickington. Filled with rage, Brickington attacked and easily overcame the three soldiers. Then the general came at Brickington and it was a hard challenge to overcome. Lord Brickington overcame the general. The general was dying in pain right in front of his leader, Victor. He looked up at Victor and Victor said to him, "You useless piece of junk, you disgrace me." Enraged at Victor's comment, the general threw his sword right into Victor. Both the shocked Victor and the general died almost instantly. When Victor died, a great flash came from him. Victor had died. Later on that day, a group of Avalonian soldiers came to the house. Brickington met them and the captain spoke up, "Hello, what might you be doing down these parts, My Lord?" "Look inside the house" Brickington responded. "Also what happened in Cedrica?" Brickington said as a couple of soldiers looked inside the house. The captain responded, "Cedrica was won after a long fought battle. The Hand of Corruption is done with, but Victor is still alive." With that Brickington got on his horse and left. The soldiers that went inside the house came running to the captain and they said, "Victor is dead, Victor is dead! Victor Revolword is dead! It is all over!" The End... This is my topic for Challenge Six. I will decide which builds I want to be scored as I move along. But as for know I don't know if I want it scored. The first build itself is heavily based on Sirens-of-Titans' awesome build of Cedrica. Comments are appreciated! I will update this post after I finish each build.
