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Dark cloudes cover the magical kingdom of Faerl Rhal'ndiy Imladris since the dissapearance of the Noble queen Lioness and her court.
But the spirit of the court lived on in its noble members and one of them is just now entering the small town of Rilynt'tar.
Slowely the door of the Inn swings open and a lightly armored Paladin enters the room.
Innkeeper: Another traveler? This must be my lucky day! I mean, welcome M'lord. What can I get you?
Dreamer: I take it you still have a room available?
Innkeeper: I have a dozen rooms available, I don't get much travelers these days.
Dreamer: I know, the roads arent as safe as they once where.
Innkeeper: *Painfull smile, I know all to well. I used to get dozens of travelers each day, merchants and adventurers. That was when the Queens knights still guarded the countryside.
'Sir Dreamer', a cold voice comming from the other side of the room turns the head of both the Innkeeper and the Paladin.
At a table in the corner of the room sits a small man with a skin so pale you can almost see through it. He wears simple clothes, a dark blue cloak and a plain tunic. Yet it is obvious that this man is no ordinary traveler.
Dreamer: Neb?! I certainly wasnt expecting to see you in a place like this!
Neb: Bah, does it matter anymore? This place is as good as any other.
Dreamer: I havent seen you since the day you transported us out of that ambush.
Neb: The day the queen died...
Dreamer: How can you be so sure that she is dead? You should have taken her with us anyway!
Neb: Even my power is limited, I transported as many persons out of there as possible.
Dreamer: You did all you could I suppose.
Neb:But it didnt really matter did it. We might as well have died there.
Dreamer: Don't be ridiculas, why do you say that?
Neb: There is nothing left to fight for, didnt you see what happened to the lands?
Innkeeper: He is right m'lord. I still remember the days when you could travel from east to west withoud an armed escort. It seems far away however. These days, brigands and undead roam the woods and no traveler is safe anymore. And then there are the rumors about the dark horde. Word is they have left the mountains and are looting the lands west of here. Its only a matter of time before they reach our lands. And who will protect us? The Queen is gone, the court is gone, and the knights are gone. We are doomed.
Neb: Listen to the man Dreamer, he is right. Come, sit down and have a drink with me. There is no hope.
Dreamer: Hope didnt die with the queen Neb, there is still time!
Neb: What do you propose we do then?
Dreamer: There are still many good man and woman out there who are willing to fight for this land. All we have to do is find them. We shall restore the court, and restore law and order to the lands.
Neb: I suppose we could try, for old times sake then?
Dreamer: No my friend, for the future.
Neb: Very well then! Where shall we start?
Dreamer: In the capital, we shall ask the dwarven builder guild to rebuild Castle Kerhelm.
Neb: Lets do it then!
*Start walking towards to door.
Innkeeper: Where are you going? The roads arent safe at night!
Dreamer: Don't worry, we can handle ourselves.
A journey of a thousand mile starts with a single step, can two man really change the future of Faerl Rhal'ndiy Imladris? Perhaps you are the savior of the lands. Just write yourself in [img]smile.gif[/img]
[ 02-06-2002: Message edited by: Dreamer128 ]
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