Darren Lightshield
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Odin chuckled and bade them all to rise. Odin stood the tallest of the three figures. He stood a massive twenty five feet tall, with a greying beard, and an eye patch over his right eye. He adorned his gold ringed and silver lined plate armor, holding his famous spear in his right hand, leaning over on it heavily. Next to him the other two were dwarves in comparison, but none the less impressive. Where Odin's face was handomse in a rugged fatherly way, the next man was handsome in a sexy way. He wore a smirk on his face and a a midnight black leather outfit. Daggers adorned his thighs, back, and hips. His eyes were a blood red color that seemed to swirl like a whirlpool. Finally Arachne stood on the left, crouched down with her long, flowing hair tied into a braid that fell to one side of her body. Her body was pure white save for a single black streak in the middle of her abdomen. Her upper body was beautiful in such an alluring way most would consider her the face of Aphrodite. her eyes and face constantly seemed to change color and shape depending on what the person who looked at her found most attractive.
"Children," boomed Odin. "Thine blessings upon you three. You have all been summoned here by my request. I am Odin All-Father. Next to me stands Abbadon...or Loki. He has two forms., In this form, you know him as Abbadon. On my other side is Arachne." They each bowed their hands to the party in front of them. "We have need of your assistance heroes. Each of you has a hidden power ,beyond most of your race. You have gone farther and done more with your lives than could ever be asked for from us. Elleria is dying heroes..." As Odin said this, their forms seemed to flicker a bit if you really concentrated on that. Abbadon stepped forward, his voice smooth as silk, but baritone in sound, "As you can see, these are not our real forms. We have been captured by an enemy far older and far more powerful than most of the gods who still remain. Chaos has awoken. An enemy as old as time itself and older. In this form, he has captured me, and in this form I will remain until freed." Arachne spoke then, a slight hiss to her voice but high pitched and resonant. "We need you, who we will imbue the rest of our power into, to free us and the old druids. They are the only ones who know how to seal away Chaos, the one who has no other name."
Darren was stun locked. He couldn't believe everything he had heard. He had known there were other gods, but to hear of so many, and then to know his own benefactor had been captured? This was a lot to take in one sitting. He scowled and stood. "Father, you have nothing to ask. I give you my service and loyalty. I have sensed chaos in the world as I have traveled through the lands."
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Odin chuckled and bade them all to rise. Odin stood the tallest of the three figures. He stood a massive twenty five feet tall, with a greying beard, and an eye patch over his right eye. He adorned his gold ringed and silver lined plate armor, holding his famous spear in his right hand, leaning over on it heavily. Next to him the other two were dwarves in comparison, but none the less impressive. Where Odin's face was handomse in a rugged fatherly way, the next man was handsome in a sexy way. He wore a smirk on his face and a a midnight black leather outfit. Daggers adorned his thighs, back, and hips. His eyes were a blood red color that seemed to swirl like a whirlpool. Finally Arachne stood on the left, crouched down with her long, flowing hair tied into a braid that fell to one side of her body. Her body was pure white save for a single black streak in the middle of her abdomen. Her upper body was beautiful in such an alluring way most would consider her the face of Aphrodite. her eyes and face constantly seemed to change color and shape depending on what the person who looked at her found most attractive.
"Children," boomed Odin. "Thine blessings upon you three. You have all been summoned here by my request. I am Odin All-Father. Next to me stands Abbadon...or Loki. He has two forms., In this form, you know him as Abbadon. On my other side is Arachne." They each bowed their hands to the party in front of them. "We have need of your assistance heroes. Each of you has a hidden power ,beyond most of your race. You have gone farther and done more with your lives than could ever be asked for from us. Elleria is dying heroes..." As Odin said this, their forms seemed to flicker a bit if you really concentrated on that. Abbadon stepped forward, his voice smooth as silk, but baritone in sound, "As you can see, these are not our real forms. We have been captured by an enemy far older and far more powerful than most of the gods who still remain. Chaos has awoken. An enemy as old as time itself and older. In this form, he has captured me, and in this form I will remain until freed." Arachne spoke then, a slight hiss to her voice but high pitched and resonant. "We need you, who we will imbue the rest of our power into, to free us and the old druids. They are the only ones who know how to seal away Chaos, the one who has no other name."
Darren was stun locked. He couldn't believe everything he had heard. He had known there were other gods, but to hear of so many, and then to know his own benefactor had been captured? This was a lot to take in one sitting. He scowled and stood. "Father, you have nothing to ask. I give you my service and loyalty. I have sensed chaos in the world as I have traveled through the lands."
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Krylancelo Mooncrest
GrayEnvy
Varaskana
CommanderNeospace
