In Times of Darkness... A Fantasy RP. (Retry)

[Fury Is Me.]

The man slowly opened the top of the box and as he did, a bright light shined from the inside, like it had been bottled up. When it was completly open, the light flooded out, like a blinding ray. Once it slowly dimmed, what was in the box was visible. It was a large Conch shell. Brilliant in color and luster, like it had been polished thousands of times and painted by the Gods themselves. "It's a very special item..."

 

[Moderationintime]

"Pretty, what does it do?" Sylvin asked.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

Then man edged it closer. "Why don't you try it...? Blow into it like a horn."

 

[Moderationintime]

Sylvin took the horn and blew into it.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

As Sylvin blew into the horn, a ball of multicolored light came out and floated towards him. It bobbed up and down in front of him.

 

[Moderationintime]

"Huh, interesting, what does this ball do?" Sylvin asked as he observed it.

 

[KronosTalon]

"Whats wrong boy?" Harmut said, a hint of concern in his voice. "I should be strong enough to handle any problems you have, lead the way" Hamut said as he picked his stuff up and got ready to move.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

"It grants you three wishes... Kind of like a Genie..." The man said.

"Oh thank you, kind sir! I live in a Caravan that's stopped just outside of this town. A band of vicious rogues is out for our cargo and we could use some protection. Follow me." The boy turned around and ran at a dead sprint.

 

[Moderationintime]

"Why didn't you just wish for the sword then?" Sylvin said as he held the sword closely and backed up from the orb.

 

[KronosTalon]

Harmut did what the boy said, following him with urgency. I don't usually play the hero, might be good for a change... He thought to himself as he followed. What do you know about being a hero...His mind replied with a darker and deeper voice. Harmut sighed as he continued to run, trying to ignore it.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

"I've used my wishes on the horn already... And it looks like you can use it... Keep it safe... and I'll take my sword..." The man said in reply

The boy ran and ran until he finally reached the outskirts of the city again, where a large group of people and a few large, beasts-of-burden carrying, what appeared to be, living quarters on their backs were located.

 

[Moderationintime]

"I wish for 1 billion cyte to appear in chests in locateable parts of my house sylvin said to the ball.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

The ball responded with an intense glow before it dimmed back down. The deed was done, and there was indeed now 1 billion cyte in chests in Sylvin's house. The ball floated back into the conch and disappeared from sight. "There. You've used one of your wishes."

 

[KronosTalon]

"Alright boy, point out the friendlies and then the thieves, I can't really tell the difference ya know." Harmut said, his staff turning darker in appearance as it had a few tendrils around it. He walked a bit closer, but waited for the boy to point out the bad guys.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

"None of them are here, sir. We managed to lose them a few miles back on the road, but they'll catch us eventually. We must start moving soon!"

 

[KronosTalon]

"Of course, will you guys be able to move on? I will travel with you as protection for the time being, and see if the villians return." Harmut said as he walked toward the caravan, coughing slightly as he let the charge in his staff die down.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

"Yes. We're ready to leave as soon as you are, sir! We're heading down to Kristig, by way of the river. We'll head southwest to get to the river. We have extra Water and food for you. Tell us when you are ready and we will run to go." The boy said.

 

[Moderationintime]

Sylvin gaped at the conch and back at the man. Sylvin ran his hand over the oak casing of the blade and unlocked it. "Here you are sir" Sylvin said, presenting the sword to the man. Sylvin then carefully examined the shell.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

The man took the sword out of the casing and held it like it was extremly precious. "Thank you... Thank you very much... You've done me a great favour..."

 

[Moderationintime]

"No sir, thank you" Sylvin said as he gave the man a bow and walked home, to the chests of Cyte. "Woo hoo!" He yelled as he thrust his fist into the air. He blew on the horn once again as an idea came to his head.