PaxLair, Chesapeake (PaxLair Times) – October 17, 1998 – by Gwendelyn Stacy – Twas a fine gathering if i may say. Many people were there to hear the words of the mysterious Mr. N. And as the crystal turned red I should have seen it as an omen. the conversation between the people and Mr. N. was not vary long. for the most part Mystarr spoke to the crystal. They spoke of the black rock that the FoA was seeking to control.
“Greetings. I am N…i hope you excuse my lack of politeness, but it is not yet time to reveal my true name.
Also, i am somewhat…restricted in my freedom of movement right now.
The reasons i asked for this meeting are manyfold.
First and foremost, i want to teach you, be your mentor and your master.
By “you”, i mean the people of so called “Britannia” in general and the citizens of
Secondly, i wanted to ask how you performed in the task i gave to you through the old man, Winfield.
I..asked you to recover a bit of blackrock for me from the chests of the Followers of Armageddon.
All i wanted were some mere splinters, a handfull of stone…is this too much to ask from you?
Ah, but the question was rather rhetorical, as i know perfectly well you failed!
But maybe you can surprise me after all and show some creativitiy? Maybe you were able to find another source?
This really saddens me, i expected more from you…at least some good excuse…
*sigh*
As i already stated, i see me as a kind of teacher and as such, i have to be hard to unruly students…
You insist on your “freedom” and have no blackrock for me?
Well, then: LET THE DESTRUCTION BEGIN!”
The crystal grew a deep blood red as the words from Mr. N. became angry. And with that the crystal vanished from sight and the attack began. At first there was the appearence of a few skeletons but that was only the beginning. As i hide beneath the tree I saw with my own Eyes A DEAMON!!
It appeared out of nowhere. No Gates to enter from nothing. Then the Deamon summoned liches and wraith’s . Magick filled the air as lightning fell from the sky like rain. The air crackeled with the sound of energy bolts! It looked blek for the defenders of Pax Lair.
And as we thought the worst had arrived. Three Ogres arrived on the sceen. I yelled a warning to the warriors but it was not heard. Only to late did the warriors see them. And the blood flooded as water turning the ground red. And the laughter of Mr. N. could be heard by all. As I began to cover my eyes and pray for hope I saw them , the people of PaxLair, forming ranks! First the Deamon was delt with. Then with the help of the wizards the liches were destroyed as well. The ogres broke their lines and fell into disarray with there leaders killed. The skeletons were smashed and the wraiths were disolved in a volley of bolts and an ocean of swords that cut them down as if the finger of a GOD had moved through a forrest! When a silence finally fell over the ground ’twas a horrid sight to be seen by any. The ground was covered with the broken bodys of heros and the invaders alike. There was a calm. The crystal was gone. And now only questions remain. What will come?
Gwendelyn Stacy
NOTE: This is part of a continuing PaxLair Player Quest, not a Seer Quest.