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Date Posted: 15:58:54 04/20/04 Tue
In reply to:
Falcon
's message, "Re: On we go..." on 15:50:30 04/20/04 Tue
you are well aware that Kibelle is alive right now because he had an Eyer Stone in his body. everything that happened here, happened the day he got it.
~+~*she shuddered.*~+~
as the World Wisher, it is unofficially my duty to watch over the inhabitants of the worlds. this forest stands in what is known as 'Haen'- simply put, a human empire. you may recognize the name from Fire Song. he was planning to come here to help a boy named Eldan, and his sister. anyways, Keolian's were the humans guardians who lived in this forest. when word got out that they had an Eyer Stone, the humans wanted it for themselves.
~+~*she chuckled.*~+~
the Keolian's do not believe in technology..... they had nothing to defend themselves from the rifels that the humans came with. everybody- men, women, children..... they all died that day..... slow, painful deaths. the humans did not believe in 'shoot to kill' tactics- they shot to wound. however, because these people had no way to treat it, they all bled to death. young children who had not been shot starved to death. Kibelle was about ten at the time, if i remember correctly. the son of the stones guardian. when the humans shot his father, the stone shattered- and ended up with Ki. the humans shot him, he fled- and ended up in the forest not far from here where Treyvan found him a few hours later. most of the other people were still alive at that time. he said he fealt it when each one of them died, when each one took their last breath.... heard their last words... they were angry at him for not being able to help. that power of his, the ability to make creatures disembowel themselves..... he got it when the last one died. their collective spirits wanted to be heard and manifested as that power.
~+~*she shuddered.*~+~
their souls still linger here, because they can not pass on. i hear their voices when i come here, you will too..... i see their ghosts where they died, i see the blood...... which, saddly, is how the next door is opened......
~+~*she hung her head.*~+~
we need dried blood from one of the houses to make the door open. this room..... if we kept walking we would end up in the kingdom, but..... they know that we came here from the door. they would follow us, make us leave through the other one..... i hate it here....
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