Published: Dec 17 2007
The moonlight shinned brightly over the city of Prexion when he arrived at southern gates. Quietly he passed through pondering the events that took place not so long ago.
Cast ‘astral.’ He passed through the Dark Streets the signs of a battle can be seen in the street. Blood streams in small pools across the street leading deeper into the City.
Cast ‘astral.’ He paused beside one of these pools he bent down and with a single finger dipped into the red pool.
Then he heard it... The sounds of battle coming from the distance...
For some reason he felt the need to rush towards the sounds...
Cast 'astral.' He got closer the feelings began to turn into visions... Visions of two of the Queens Templars fighting one another...
Then he saw them...
Two Templars engaged in deadly combat... One he knew right off was Alothos of The Forsaken but the other wore the cloak of Atreyu but his shape was twisted into some hideous looking daemon.
Without thinking he rushed to Alothos's side fighting back the Daemon but something about this daemon was familiar. Not only was he wearing Atreyu's cloak but had own his other gear also...
"What happen to Atreyu?!"
"I don't know but blood lust has gotten a hold of him"
With a quick blow by Alothos the Daemon jumped back from engagement. Taken this chance Kelkin's eyes turned to a black onyx color as he struck at the Daemons mind...
"Atreyu... You are attacking a fellow Templar... a brother in the Forsaken...”
"You must fight the Lust...”
"....I can't control it..."
The daemon charged back at the two Kelkin launched another mental assault this time striking hard at the Daemon knocking him unconscious.
Looking over at Alothos, "We need to get him back to the Temple...”