Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141102040650/@comment-67.22.249.68-20141111054748

Yeah, sorry. I've got some issues, I MAY be only able to post on weekends or school-free days in the future. But, I'm here now.

Kherender walked through the woods of the Coldfells, pondering. There were so many issues, so many things that needed thinking about. His side, who he's supporting, the Dwarves, the Orcs, and then there was that dream...

Kherender shook his head. No, that was just a dream. Nothing more. I mean, an ancient ice fortress in the middle of Forodwaith? It was unthinkable. Not to mention the pit. Just ludicrous. No, he'd do better not to dwell on that.

When eventually his path led him back to his small little castle, one of the knights was there with a message. "Captain!" He shouted. "Forochel needs you to go to the main valley in the Forodwaith mountains! They found an ancient ice fortress right in the middle of Forodwaith! Can you believe it? Anyway, they want us to get there at once, as WE'RE the natives of Forodwaith, and WE'RE the ones who found the fortress, so they think OUR military should be the ones to take it. It will be Forochel's first proper fortress! Isn't that great!"

"Yeah." Kherender said, swallowing heavily. "Great."

Meanwhile, in Eureka's room at the Gray Keep...

Eureka lay, part asleep, part powered down. Then suddenly, he snapped awake, all at once. The purple spirit within him pulsed. The soul of the Enderman within screamed, trying to tell him something. A gate had been unlocked. As an Enderman, he was amongst the only able to sense it. As a creature of the void, he was well connected to the fragile barrier between dimensions. Somewhere, somehow, that barrier was down.

Eureka ran down, down, down through a secret stairway that none but he knew about. Eventually he came into a room seemingly made from pure darkness, in which were contained only purple torches. One of the walls was taken up by a huge, black face with eyes similar to his own left one. He knelt before this face.

"I call to the great build! Resting place of all of the most noble and pure of races! share thy knowledge, oh wise spirits! Grant thy wisdom unto thy descendants, that we may make better our worlds."

In Eureka's mind, he saw an enormous world, hued purple, with enderpearls flitting about within the transparent forms of Endermen. they were all working to build, the most sacred action of all. Each block is selected with the utmost thought and care, then held, caressed and cared for. It was then placed in a carefully selected spot. Their builds may, perhaps, not be huge or grandiose, but it was caring. Each block was special to each Enderman.

As Eureka's phantom figure approached them, also with an enderpearl glittering within. He knelt before the nearest group.

"O, eldest of the ancient race! O, masters of void and rift! A hole has been opened in the world I have claimed. I must know to whence this new rift leads! Show me a glimpse of what awaits me!"

The Endermen ghosts regarded him for a moment, then motioned to the sky. As he looked up, he saw a flash of several images. A castle. A pit. a labyrinth of ice. Ice spiders. An obsidian labyrinth. Horrendous wargs and orcs. A burning labyrinth. Monstrous Balrogs and hell hounds and tormented elves. Then, in a burst of white, the light of Eru shined through the labyrinth, hoisting you out of danger.

Then, the vision was gone. "I thank you, oh wise ones, for giving the knowledge unto me! I shall grant thee a mighty sacrifice to show my unending gratitude. I thank thee once more, and take my leave of thee. Until we next speak!" Eureka faded out of the endless build, and appeared back in Middle Earth.

A few weeks later, in the mighty ice fortress...

Kherender walked the battlements of his new home. It was large, and pretty cool (in more ways than one). It also seemed like a decent fortress. And hey, there wasn't even a hole in the rock, much less a huge underground room with an endless pit.

Then, one day, his hopes were crushed. A Forochel Knight was leaning against a bank of snow, when suddenly that bank collapsed, revealing a monstrous cave. As Kherender explored into the cave, he found a cavernous room, with a staircase leading down. And at the bottom was..

"Eru help me." Kherender said. "I'm going down there." He and two other knights went down the staircase. When they finally got there, Kherender tied an rope around his waist, and tied the other end to a pillar.

"What are you doing sir?" A knight asked.

"I have to see what's down there." And with that, Kherender started repelling down the pit.

From that day on, no one had seen Kherender. Nor had anyone seen the pits. All there was, was a gate. A gate that you could only open from the outside. And the Knights of Forochel were spending a lot more time guarding that than any other point. If asked why, they wouldn't tell. If you could get the info out of them, however, they would tell you that they cut Kherender's rope, destroyed the staircase, set up traps, and built this gate. If asked why, they might say something along the lines of...

"Something took him that day. Something big. Snatched him right off his rope. We don't know what it is. But we're going to make sure it doesn't get out of that Eru-forsaken place it was spawned in."