Kisagaru the White

kisagaru landed, the anger still in his eyes.

"I'll be the one asking questions here, Elf. who are you and why do you have the gaul to attack me out of nowhere. and it better be a good anwser."

Kisagaru's grip tightened on his sword.

"If I recall, you were the one who used the first stroke, unless words are as sharp as your blade in your ears. And it was not I who stood in your way." Erk took another two steps back.

"But these woods are under my guardianship. The right is mine to question those who wish to pass." He went on, not letting on at all that Erk knew the man clad in white who looked at him with inferno in his eyes.

Kisagaru growled, starting to glow white.

"your starting to test my patience. now move aside or die."

the air around him suddenly went from clod to below zero, freezing the air and precipitation around him, slowly turning it into chunkks of ice floating around him.

Erk gave a barely perceptible shiver as the heat vanished.

"I will not hinder you much further... but I must know where you intend to go, and what you want to do there. These woods have ways of making malicious intent... vanish..."

"thats for me to know.my intentions are my own."

he grinned at Erk, and suddenly vanished, appearing behind him

"goodbye, Elf."

he said, disappearing in a small rustle of wind, right in front of their eyes. he gave a message to Shinu before he disappeared

"in the village of Fremir, about twenty miles from here. get there quickly, and come alone. your the only one I trust."

with that, he broke the connection.

"Hoorn!" Erk shouted, lapsing into Elvish as he whirled and threw a bolt of Druid Fire at where Kisaguru stood, just a split second too late.

"Blast him! Gah...." The fabric of reality folded around Erk, and he was gone, as if he had never been there. His footsteps vanished as well, and leaves that had been crushed by the heels of his boots were whole again.

Darkness was flling slighly through he mist.

Kisagaru was walking in the forest, sword in hand, when he finally came upin the village. what he came upon, was nothing like his vision. the city was still in one piece, as it had always been. he looked around, trying to see anything out of place. but he didnt see anything. he sighed in relief. he hoped that his vision wouldnt come true.

he smiled slightly, and then fell unconcious from exhaustion. some villagers out picking things saw him, and rushed over to him. when they saw what he looked like, they immediately took him to the village, into the home of the healer there. there, he lay on the bed of the healer.

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As Shinu made his way through the deep shrouded dark mist forest, he did so with his eyes closed. The darkness amongst the mist had taken most of his vision, so he took away the rest to heighten his other senses. He could still feel himself alone in his small radius and felt his way to the end of the forest. When he reached the village, he was hesistant to open his eyes. Another flashback hit him.

Daddy! Are we ever coming back?

Of course baby. We'll come back. This is a nice village, I promise. And next time, we'll come in the fall during the apple picking season and take some back home!

Shinu thought of his promise to his baby girl. If Kisa destroyed the village, how could he keep his promise?

He opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief shortly, then realized, there was also no Kisa.

Shinu left the shelter of the tall, ancient Elms and Oaks with the mist trailing after him...

but it abruptly stopped once he neared the village, as if it had hit a wall, and could not pass. The vapour swirled sluggishly in a perfect wall that was completely unnatural.

"Damn... I can't go past..." Something in the mist thought.

"I'll have to find a way around... damn these delays..."

The mist dissipated.

The darkness slowly went away as phyero was running through the forest temporarily blinding Phyero. Phyero tripped because of the loss of vision and as tree branch that he would have missed otherwise stabbed strait through him. Phyero let out a scream, he couldn't remove himself, the brach had peirced his heart if he'd pull it out it'd kill him if he din't have somebody else pull it out wile he healed himself, he was stuck to the tree, slowly loosing blood phyero fell against the tree, hoping somebody heard him and would help.

The mist came together, and congealed into a tall, black garbed figure.

A deep voice spoke, "What are you doing... why are you here?"

"Dang it i'm a Phyerian warior, a dragon warior forever, and the king of the Phyero's what i'm doing here isn't your buseness, but I'm trying to catch up with shinu."

"And you seem to be doing such a fine job of it. All those titles must give you the eyes and feet of a deer." The figure retorted dryly.

'I tripped because of the stupid change in light.

"I see. Well, you'd best leave and get yourself somewhere where things are a bit more... predictable."

The great figure reached down to wrench out the tree limb.

Phyero healed himself as it was taken out of him and then laughed, "Or just watch were i'm walking."

"You may find that more difficult than your words would have it sound."

The fog thickened again, and the black cloaked form was gone, stolen away by the blinding embrace of the fog.

Phyero smiled his mo=uth was the only thing about him visible again and he started running through again, "I see better in the dark."