Into Khaldun (Lore Story Arc)

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    This should be considered a precursor story for the upcoming event: Into Khaldun!
    http://www.uoancorp.com/index.php/news/ ... 5-3-pm-est


    Klopas was huddled closely with Elimorel over at the desk opposite from Luna’s. They had a large map of the main land before them with enemy strongholds and troop movement plans laid out.

    From what she could make out by their body language, they were having another heated argument. Their bickering and fighting had become such a distraction from her studies, that she had been forced to use a spell to mute her ears to outside sounds.

    Those two had struggled to find any weaknesses in the enemy fortifications. No matter from which angle they looked at, there were simply no openings in the Legion of Hell’s defenses. The stress of their situation had increased drastically since they had made their first public appearance as the Revolutionary Army. Ever since the defeat of Zepar, enemy patrols had not only increased in numbers, but in frequency as well in the past few months.

    Luna sat at her desk surrounded by ancient texts piled high around her. She had spent weeks going over their content, searching for something, anything, that could be used against Astaroth. His Legion aside, the man was a walking arsenal by himself. We were talking about a being that subjugated all of the other high ranking devils, largely by show of force, and then challenged the Creator himself and actually won. We’re we merely prolonging an already lost battle?

    Luna sighed, setting her book aside and rubbing her temple. It sure was a pain leading this rebellion. She unmuted her spell and was instantly greeted by the roar of the squabble across the room.

    “Klopas, you aren’t thinking rationally here!” Elimorel was clearly flustered as she argued with Klopas. “If we are to confront one of the Dukes of Hell, we absolutely cannot leave any of our forces in reserve. The vanguard will be completely destroyed if we don’t hit him with everything we have!”

    Klopas was quick for rebuttal, “Look, Eli, I love ya, but yer being a feckin idjut. These are Dukes of Hell that were talkin’ about here! Who knows what sorts of tricks they got up them sleeves. We need some men to be left in the reserves so that they can strike when the enemy don’t expect it.”

    Elimorel flushed and opened her mouth to reply, yet at that moment Luna stood, her chair screeching across the floor. They both looked over to Luna and jumped slightly when they saw her face. She glared sternly at both of them.

    Always quick to recover, Klopas spoke up, “Oy, Sis, ya need something?”

    Luna sighed, “No. Why in the name of the Creator are you two arguing about taking out a Duke? In case you’ve forgotten, those are high class devils who once lead their own little Kingdoms before Astaroth bound them to his will. In our current state, we could barely defeat Zepar, and though he was a noble, he was just a low ranking Captain.” Luna was irritated now. “Talking about how take on a Duke? Pfft. Show me something impressive like how to feed our troops and make sure they don’t freeze to death with the upcoming winter. Now that’s a worthy cause to get heated about.

    Both Klopas and Elimorel bowed their heads with embarrassment. She sighed as she felt her irritation dissolve. “Both of you come here. I have something I want to show you.”

    They shuffled over to Luna’s desk all the while looking like scolded puppies. “I might have found something.” Luna opened up the text she had just been reading. “The passage is a bit obscure, but it does mention Astaroth by name. “

    “The Great One confronted the would-be King of all Demons and fought him every step of the way. Wary of the constant attacks, Astaroth lured The Great One to Khaldun and a trap lay ready for the Great One. The Lord sealed away the Great One for all eternity and tasked five of his greatest Dread Lords to protect the seal until the end of days.

    The names of the Dreaded go: Almonjin, The All-Seeing Eye, Kaltivel the Lorekeeper, Baratoz, Keeper of the Pit, Maliel, The Hand of Fate, and their leader, Anshu, The Breath of Life.

    No soul shall be permitted to enter Khaldun, on pain of death until the ends of time, for the Great One sleeps and if he be awakened, he will surely exact his revenge on the sly Demon Lord that foolishly sealed him away.”


    “Who do you s’pose this Great One is?” Klopas asked, his hand running through his goatee as he contemplated what he had just heard. “Sounds like a good guy if he’s tryin’ to fight Astaroth, eh?”

    “Not necessarily…” Elimorel said quietly. “Astaroth had many enemies during the time before the Eternal Day, many of them fellow denizens of Hell. For Astaroth to fear this Great One enough to seal him away, instead of subjugating him to his will… This Great One must have been quite powerful. “

    Elimorel seemed lost in thought, “Do we happen to know where this Khaldun place is? I have never heard of it.”

    Luna shook her head. “This manuscript is several thousand years old. It’s been preserved over the years with a special magic that the monks use at the Empath Abbey. The Head Monk told me that this particular piece had been recovered from the Lost Lands, so one might assume Khaldun’s origins might lay there.”

    Elimorel gasped slightly, “The Lost Lands? I thought those were uninhabitable after Astaroth used a ritual to interconnect Hell and Sosaria together! One could say that those are the birthing grounds for all the evil currently residing in our world.”

    Luna nodded, “What better way to hide one of your mortal enemies from prying eyes? No human would willingly travel there. If they weren’t killed by roving Hellspawn, they would not survive long in the harsh environment.”

    “Well, guess that settles it then.” Klopas grumbled.

    “Settles what?” Elimorel said flatly.

    “I’ll take some of the lads to these Lost Lands and go find this Khaldun fer ye lasses. We won’t know what this Great One fecker is until we see it with our own eyes.” Klopas said matter-of-factly.

    Luna sighed once more and shook her head.” Idiot…” she mumbled, under her breath.

    Elimorel nodded, “Very well. As Grand Inquisitor, I authorize this expedition to find Khaldun. May your feet be swift and your sword true!”

    Klopas snorted, “Why so formal Eli? It’s just us around. Yer acting like we haven’t all known each other fer years now.”

    Elimorel blushed. “Shut up, idiot!” And stomped away from the group.

    Luna chuckled and thought to herself, “We’ve come a long way for this revolution. We’ve all had to sacrifice something to get here. Eli is the true leader of our organization. She has a mountain of responsibility on her shoulders, yet she very well might be the most human one out of us.”
     
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    Crystals


    Luna gazed into the power crystal intently. Its murky essence had a sickly purplish hue to it, earning its working name “Murky Crystal”. These crystals had remained largely a mystery to Luna. She had read about them in her studies of the mystical arts. The formation of these crystals was labeled as a forbidden art, one that had died out of practice centuries ago. An art that the most devout and corrupt followers of Astaroth had eagerly embraced. The crystals were essentially the extracted souls of humans who sacrificed their being for increased power.

    A ritual is performed, requiring several mages of high caliber, in order to facilitate the spell needed to draw the soul out. During the ritual, the soul is melded and turned into a crystalline state. Most of the recipient targets react differently to having their soul drawn out, but nearly all go through some sort of twisted bodily transformation. Weak souls see the most changes to their physical state of being, most losing their cognitive ability to think on their own. They become powerful, mindless tools that adept mages can easily manipulate and control. The stronger the soul, the less changes happen to the body. The crystal acts as a conduit of energy, capable of enhancing the physical, mental, and magical abilities of the possessor if tapped. For the mindless weaklings that undergo the ritual, they are nearly incapable of tapping this power, but for those strong enough to retain their free will, the return in power is nearly unfathomable. The most interesting part of this ritual was that the spell rendered anyone to undergo it, virtually immortal. As long as the crystal remained intact and within reach of its host, the bearer would never die. Naturally it was this aspect that drew the interest of many greedy, power hungry mages.

    There are many powerful Dread Lords that serve Astaroth directly, some rumored to have been around since the Eternal Day.

    What would one be willing to sacrifice in the name of greater power?

    This thought echoed constantly in the mind of Luna since the first power crystal had been recovered. She had poured many hours into the dissection of these crystals and to the study of the barrier that had blocked them at the end of their Second expedition.

    Luna discarded the Murky Crystal into the vast pile that had been collected for her. Originally she had asked for over a thousand of each crystal type be collected, but she had found that with only six hundred samples, she had managed to glean all the information she needed from the Murky and Bloody Crystals. Her stockpile of the Grave Dust and Noxious crystals was nearing that magic number as well.

    Luna left the storage room, slowly making her way towards the HQ where Klopas and Elimorel waited, lost in thought.

    The barrier was on a whole other plane of complexity. Luna was certain that it had to have been cast by a high ranking Devil. The framework and structure was otherworldly in how precise and finely woven it was. It was unnerving to Luna, a practiced, gifted mage in her own right, to gaze upon such a work of wonder. In order for her to be able to cast a barrier so fine, she would have to devote the rest of her natural life span to the study of barrier magic and she was certain she would only be able to produce one only a tenth as powerful as the behemoth that blocked their path.

    What troubled her the most was that somehow the crystals were tied into the barrier, acting as a means to bolster the blockade. The different elements of the crystals were intertwined within the framework of the barrier itself. Any attempt for her to delve into the magical make up, was met with heavy resistance, their force so powerful, if she weren’t careful, would surely be the end of her. Hundreds must have died, their souls infused with the barrier structure. Whatever was sealed away in there, Astaroth was quite adamant about it not getting out.

    However, she was confident that she could unravel the spell. She needed a powerful catalyst to counteract the crystal elements long enough so that she could untangle the weaves enough to weaken the barrier. When she was looking for clues on what they might possibly be hiding deep within Khaldun, she had stumbled upon an incantation that could potentially give her the ability to convert the already gathered crystals into energy. The spell was untested, but she believed she could use it as the catalyst she needed to take down the barrier.

    It was certainly risky, but she didn’t see much of a choice in the matter. They needed whatever was down there in order to take down Astaroth and reestablish human dominance over Sosaria once again.

    The plan called for six hundred of each crystal to be used in the spell as the necessary catalyst to break the barrier down. Luna sighed as she found herself outside the door to the Command Headquarters. She was about to propose a reckless plan that could see the whole lot of them killed if a single mistake was made. She squared her shoulders and pushed the door open, ready to lay out their next plan of attack.
     
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    Nice read, bring it on! :D
     
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    Posted the next part designated Crystals for the Khaldun Arc
     

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