Stuck in a Game... Help with My HP? {Private}

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    Fey swallowed, listening I his words before speaking, "Traveler? Before you came... I had a nightmare. Cameron said the man on it was the same that Master saved... He said I was to fight him, but if I did I'd suffer. He offered to send me home." She stared at the male, swallowed, "Cameron said not to trust him... But I don't understand why he said I'd be fighting him."


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    He stops in his tracks and looks at her.
    "Fey, that was Dranthkeer, Master of Chaos... if he told you he'd send you home then he is not lying to you, he is cruel and destructive, evil beyond compare, but he does not lie, he sees no reason to. But even so I do not trust him, he will send you home, but he may send with you something that will kill you."



    Fey swallowed, "he said I was going to fight him. Where would I fight him... How?"


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    He looks at her for a while longer and sighs.
    "There are many ways to fight him, Dranthkeer is not just a physical being, he represents a concept: Chaos. Anything you do that would in theory turn Chaos to Order is a method of fighting him, Justice, Mercy, those are all things he doesn't understand and thus can be used against him. Chaos is a powerful force, yet it is easily rectified."



    Fey swallowed, "he said he'll kill me if I do." She said softly, staring at him, "he'll come back..."


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    "How?"Fey asked softly, "how can you help me?" The female swallowed, shifting, "I don't belong here, you know that..."


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    He turns towards her again and after a moment he walks towards her.
    "Let me show you something."
    he sits next to her and rests one hand on her shoulder and takes her other hand in his, his armored gauntlet oddly but comfortingly warm.
    "Listen to my voice and let your mind blank, Fey. I want to show you the place you live in."
    Another vision, this one far more benevolent, begins.


    They stood in a place of swirling power, power that seemed to fill the soul and make one feel better, pure Creation. Countless crystal orbs floated about aimlessly and what appeared to be a massive serpent coiled around them all, keeping them from drifting apart. In the distance a great fire blazed in every color imaginable. Standing next to them, oddly, was a beautiful woman with long violet hair and multicolored eyes. She had a powerful aura as well, strogner than Dranthkeer's, but hers was one that radiated feelnigs similar to those a mother would give to a child, comfort and love. She smiles at Fey and the Traveler and turns to face them, the Traveler walks to her and bows his head.
    "Mother Arcara."
    The woman looks at Fey and smiles, her eyes sparkling.
    "Hello Fey, I've watched your life, not many have suffered as you have."
    She steps forward and puts a gentle hand on Fey's cheek, it was subtle but she seemed to be hiding her other hand carefully behind her back, the Traveler seems to see what she was hiding and flinching.
    "It spreads..."
    Arcara turns to him again and sighs.
    "Yes, it spreads faster than ever now."
    The Traveler looks at Fey.
    "This is the physical Incarnation of Arcara, she is the called the Mother of Creation, you stand within her body even now. Every world that exists does so inside of her."
    He takes the hand that Arcara had hid behidn her back and brings it into view, revealing that from her fingertips up to her elbow her flesh seemed melted and rotted, the horrific corruption seemed to be spreading slowly.
    "But she is corrupted, Dranthkeer twisted one of the Shards of the Everblaze that fuels her body, now it powers his corruption. When it happened few could believe that even Dranthkeer could harm a being that was so gentle and loving as she is. Only Avanthoran could ever compare to her for the love they felt towards all beings."
    He holds her injured hand carefully and she winces, the world around them flickers briefly, reacting to her pain.
    "We work to cleanse her, Fey, you see Arcara before you, can you imagine Dranthkeer's corruption overtaking her? Killing the being that gives us life? The Phoenixian Blade is dedicated to fighting Dranthkeer to save her."
    He looks at the woman again, she was looking down at her twisted arm sadly, all the flesh touched by that corruption seemed weakened as well as horrifically disfigured.


    Arcara's Incarnation:
    [img width=331 height=510]http://i.imgur.com/4Vbo4CC.jpg[/img]



    Fey swallowed hard as the Traveler moved to her, tensing up as he sat beside her. The touch on her shoulder made her relax and she allowed the man to take her hand, doing as he asked of her. Soon she was looking around in awe of the power around her, a comforting feeling falling over her. There were orbs floating around, filling the air, and a fire that held all the colors oer the sun. Fey swallowed and gazed at the orbs, catching sight of the woman. She was goregous... She had feelings wafting over her that Fey could hardly remember, love and comfort, and spoke. Her name was Arcara... And she knew Fey?


    If she had known better, Fey would have pulled away when the woman toched her cheek but instead leaned into the touch, blinking back tears. This woman knew what she had gone through, and actually cared... FOr the first time in a long time, Fey had tears streaking down her face, unable to understand why the woman seemed to be so genle towards her.


    The Traveler spoke then, makinng Fey lift her head and stare at the woman. This was the Mother of Creation? Then she saw the woman's hand, backing away and covering her mouth, "He... He did that to you?" She whispered, looking up at Arcara and blinking back her tears, "Why would he do that?" The world flickered at the wince the woman gave and Fey slowly moved forward, holding her hand out hesitantly for Arcara's own, "He... He wlill pay." Shewhimpered, "He hurt you, he hurt you so badly... And you shouldn'thave been harmed..." The girl trailed off, staring at the Traveler "Is that what I'm to do?"


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    Arcara smiles softly.
    "And the conviction to fight him in and of itself is more than most mortals can manage, and something that only a few I've known have ever managed after being confronted by him directly."
    She takes Fey's hand gently, his skin was warm and touch seemed to radiate those same feelings that Arcara herself did, Arcara was a being of love and comfort, a being of pure Creation that rivaled the Four Brothers on her own, but she was also a pacifist, and could not fight on her own, any death hurt her and she could never bring herself to cause the death of another, not even Dranthkeer had her hatred, evil as he was. She was to gentle a being to bring harm to anyone. The Traveler bows to Arcara again and nods his head.
    "Thank you for seeing us Great Mother."
    She smiles warmly at him.
    "I always have time for those who seek me out Traveler."



    "Thank you." Fey whispered, "He has to be stopped. A thousand deaths at his hand... It'd be worth it to aid you." The female kept a hold of Arcana's hand for a few moments before releasing it, stepping back and staring at the traveler.


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    They return to the tent and the Traveler releases her and stands up.
    "If you want to fight, we need to find out what your ability is."



    Fey was a little bit dazed at all of that, slowly nodding. She missed that feeling of love and comfort already; having lost her mother wen she was young, she hadn't felt that for nearly 15 years, if not longer, "Of cor=urse...."


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    He nods and Cameron walks back in. Traveler looks at the other man.
    "I am being called away Cameron, you need to help her. Arcara has given us help in identifying her Spark."
    he gives the taller man a small stone and then turns, vanishing between steps, Cameron looks at Fey.
    "What did he show you?"



    "He showed me her." Fey said softly, not loking at him for a moment before she turned her head, "I saw Arcana... her hand..." The female trailed off, swallowing, "I... I've decided to fight him."


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    He nods.
    "Few have actually seen Arcara's Incarnation, many who are in connection with Elementals can feel her but few can see her. This in and of itself leads me to believe you may be a Shaman."
    He nods at her decision.
    "I will help you however I can."



    "A Shaman?" Fey repeated. She hadn't heard of that term before... "The Traveler said you needed to help me... And we needed to find my ability. How do we do that?"


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    He thinks a bit.
    "A Shaman is a type of Magic User that enjoys a direct connection to the Elements, of which Arcara herself is the Queen and Mother. They are few and far between but none of them are weak by any stretch of the imagination. I've known only one before you, and she never speaks after having fallen into a coma induced by her initiation into the rank of a full Shaman."



    Fey visibly paled, swallowing hard, "Oh." She said, swallowing, "I assume she's okay, right? It might not happen to me..."


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    "She is fine, she just sleeps and since no one has become a Shaman in so long many think this may be a part of the trial itself. Make no mistake though, while Druids have influence over the natural forces of the world they obey completely the will of a Shaman, few Shaman have not had incredible power due to this, Arcara is full of Elementals, they normally lie dormant but even the weaker ones are mighty and even some of the most powerful cannot ignore a Shaman."