Ancient Arms and Return of the Seal
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Domain of the Humans and A Souring Pact
Ancient Arms and Return of the Seal
Domain of the Humans and A Souring Pact
Author’s Notes: Takes place in a Fantasy world were Light Elves, Night Elves, Humans, Demons (think Inuyasha and Yu Yu Hakusho type), along with various types of half breeds revive an ancient alliance to stop a threat centuries old (no idea what it will be yet but then again I have time seeing how the first few chapters will take place when some of the main characters for the most part are young.
By the way the idea was inspired through watching one of the trailers for the new World of Warcraft game. I don’t play the game but my siblings, their significant others, and my daddy do.
Thanks to my bud Kitsune for the title idea. Thanks to her and Promising for talking me through stuff for the story.
I don't own the Yu-Gi-Oh Characters
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Joey brought his white horse to a halt and looked around sniffing the scents in the air for the nearest source of water. He turned his head to the side when his two companions, Tristan and Yami, pulled thier own steads to a halt beside him. He tilted his head slightly to the left and frowned, his ears were not nearly has good has his friends' were but still they should be able to pick up a water source.
"This way," said Yami, staring his mount in the direction of a silent stream.
His two friends followed him, racing to see who would win. Yami pulled his mount to a halt and his friends and their mounts nearly collided with him when they pulled to a halt also. They drew up on either side of him and stared down at the human hunters that stood in their way.
There was the young human Princling Dartz and he was joined by his two guards, Raphel and Amelda, along with a woman. The males were wearing dark brown pants and a dark green tunic over it. A quiver full of arrows rested against their backs and a belt with two daggers rested low on their hips. Their tan boots came up to midcalf and aside from the seal of the royal house that rested on a chain around Dartz neck they were devoid of jewerly. The woman was wearing a dark tan skirt that was made up of two pieces and a light brown vest that revealed cleavage and stomach; she was wearing short brown boots and gloves. She also had a quiver of arrows and her daggers were strapped to her thighs. She like the two guards wore no jewerly.
"We mean you no harm," said Yami, frowning down at them.
"We know what you mean," snarled Dartz. "Your people have been passed her before and have taken our children for your hideuos sacrifices to your dark gods."
Yami's eyes flared slightly and his frown grew deeper. "I know not of what you speak of mortal."
"He lies!" snapped Raphel.
"What use would the dark elves have for human babes?" asked Joey, glaring down at Raphel. "Their gods, nor ours for that matter, demand a sacrifice of blood, save for the blood oath of thier priestesses and kings."
"What would a wretched halfling of our blood know about such things?" demanded Amelda.
"Some one has taken the children of our women's wombs and we demand to know who?!" snarled Tea.
"I guarantee you," said Yami, mustering all the strength and patience he could. "That my people would have no need of human babes, we make no such sacrifices to our gods nor do we do such a thing during our rituals."
"Prince Dartz," said Yami, frowning. "Our villages have been allies for years since the Dark One. Why would you now bring up such accustations on us? Your ansetor fought side by side with my parents, in a fight in which I lost my mother, have you forgotten that? Have you forgotten the sacrifices all the races made all those centuries ago? We all lost so much and so many people why would you sour an already souring pact even more with unjust accusations and lies?"
"It was not us that lie we heard from a peddler that dark elves have been stealing our children in the dead of night for their dark arts."
Yami opened his mouth to respond when Tristian broke in. "Leave them be Yami. They will see truth for their own eyes when the time comes. There is no use wasting your energy trying to reason with them when they are too full of hate."
Yami nodded and the three elves disappeared in the mysterious way that is known only to the elves and those of their blood.
The four humans lowered their weapons and exchanged a look. They turned back to the stream and replaced the arrows in their quivers before turning to face one another.
"I don't like this," said Raphel. "The Elfling prince seemed far too surprised by our accusations to be faked."
"But we have an eye witness account," scowled Tea.
"I know," said Dartz. "That is one of the things that worries me."
"How so your majesty?" asked Amelda, blinking.
"The man seemed off," said Dartz, thinking for a moment. "The words he used to describe what happened it seemed so unlike the Elfish ways. I wonder....."
"What?" asked Raphel.
"I don't know," said Dartz, leapiung onto his horse and turning it in the direction of the palace. "But I want to look at the archhives. Let's go all of you."
The prince's three compaions swung up on their horses and the four of them were off.
Elsewhere in another village______________________________________
A young woman walked through the woods, the rain pouring down and coating her body. Her light blonde hair stuck to her face and body; while her gray eyes stared down at the forest floor. Her husband, the man she loved, had murdered their offspring and tried to murder her as well.
Bastard.
Noise sighed sank down underneath a tree that would provide some protection from the elements. She closed her eyes and glanced up at the pouring rain feeling it caress her sink and blend well with the tears that flowed down her cheeks. She sighed and lay down on her side curling into a ball. Her eyes glowing softly with a building fury at her husband and the villagers for putting her through this.
She had trusted them.
She had trusted him.
Loved him even and given him children.
He had then gotten the villagers to kill them and try to kill her. She would make them pay. All of them! Them and their damn self-righteousness hypocrisy.
She would wait until she was all but forgotten and then; then she would return and kill them all for what they had done.
Justice would be wonderfully sweet..
Domain of the Humans and A Souring Pact
Author’s Notes: Takes place in a Fantasy world were Light Elves, Night Elves, Humans, Demons (think Inuyasha and Yu Yu Hakusho type), along with various types of half breeds revive an ancient alliance to stop a threat centuries old (no idea what it will be yet but then again I have time seeing how the first few chapters will take place when some of the main characters for the most part are young.
By the way the idea was inspired through watching one of the trailers for the new World of Warcraft game. I don’t play the game but my siblings, their significant others, and my daddy do.
Thanks to my bud Kitsune for the title idea. Thanks to her and Promising for talking me through stuff for the story.
I don't own the Yu-Gi-Oh Characters
_____________________________________________________________
Joey brought his white horse to a halt and looked around sniffing the scents in the air for the nearest source of water. He turned his head to the side when his two companions, Tristan and Yami, pulled thier own steads to a halt beside him. He tilted his head slightly to the left and frowned, his ears were not nearly has good has his friends' were but still they should be able to pick up a water source.
"This way," said Yami, staring his mount in the direction of a silent stream.
His two friends followed him, racing to see who would win. Yami pulled his mount to a halt and his friends and their mounts nearly collided with him when they pulled to a halt also. They drew up on either side of him and stared down at the human hunters that stood in their way.
There was the young human Princling Dartz and he was joined by his two guards, Raphel and Amelda, along with a woman. The males were wearing dark brown pants and a dark green tunic over it. A quiver full of arrows rested against their backs and a belt with two daggers rested low on their hips. Their tan boots came up to midcalf and aside from the seal of the royal house that rested on a chain around Dartz neck they were devoid of jewerly. The woman was wearing a dark tan skirt that was made up of two pieces and a light brown vest that revealed cleavage and stomach; she was wearing short brown boots and gloves. She also had a quiver of arrows and her daggers were strapped to her thighs. She like the two guards wore no jewerly.
"We mean you no harm," said Yami, frowning down at them.
"We know what you mean," snarled Dartz. "Your people have been passed her before and have taken our children for your hideuos sacrifices to your dark gods."
Yami's eyes flared slightly and his frown grew deeper. "I know not of what you speak of mortal."
"He lies!" snapped Raphel.
"What use would the dark elves have for human babes?" asked Joey, glaring down at Raphel. "Their gods, nor ours for that matter, demand a sacrifice of blood, save for the blood oath of thier priestesses and kings."
"What would a wretched halfling of our blood know about such things?" demanded Amelda.
"Some one has taken the children of our women's wombs and we demand to know who?!" snarled Tea.
"I guarantee you," said Yami, mustering all the strength and patience he could. "That my people would have no need of human babes, we make no such sacrifices to our gods nor do we do such a thing during our rituals."
"Prince Dartz," said Yami, frowning. "Our villages have been allies for years since the Dark One. Why would you now bring up such accustations on us? Your ansetor fought side by side with my parents, in a fight in which I lost my mother, have you forgotten that? Have you forgotten the sacrifices all the races made all those centuries ago? We all lost so much and so many people why would you sour an already souring pact even more with unjust accusations and lies?"
"It was not us that lie we heard from a peddler that dark elves have been stealing our children in the dead of night for their dark arts."
Yami opened his mouth to respond when Tristian broke in. "Leave them be Yami. They will see truth for their own eyes when the time comes. There is no use wasting your energy trying to reason with them when they are too full of hate."
Yami nodded and the three elves disappeared in the mysterious way that is known only to the elves and those of their blood.
The four humans lowered their weapons and exchanged a look. They turned back to the stream and replaced the arrows in their quivers before turning to face one another.
"I don't like this," said Raphel. "The Elfling prince seemed far too surprised by our accusations to be faked."
"But we have an eye witness account," scowled Tea.
"I know," said Dartz. "That is one of the things that worries me."
"How so your majesty?" asked Amelda, blinking.
"The man seemed off," said Dartz, thinking for a moment. "The words he used to describe what happened it seemed so unlike the Elfish ways. I wonder....."
"What?" asked Raphel.
"I don't know," said Dartz, leapiung onto his horse and turning it in the direction of the palace. "But I want to look at the archhives. Let's go all of you."
The prince's three compaions swung up on their horses and the four of them were off.
Elsewhere in another village______________________________________
A young woman walked through the woods, the rain pouring down and coating her body. Her light blonde hair stuck to her face and body; while her gray eyes stared down at the forest floor. Her husband, the man she loved, had murdered their offspring and tried to murder her as well.
Bastard.
Noise sighed sank down underneath a tree that would provide some protection from the elements. She closed her eyes and glanced up at the pouring rain feeling it caress her sink and blend well with the tears that flowed down her cheeks. She sighed and lay down on her side curling into a ball. Her eyes glowing softly with a building fury at her husband and the villagers for putting her through this.
She had trusted them.
She had trusted him.
Loved him even and given him children.
He had then gotten the villagers to kill them and try to kill her. She would make them pay. All of them! Them and their damn self-righteousness hypocrisy.
She would wait until she was all but forgotten and then; then she would return and kill them all for what they had done.
Justice would be wonderfully sweet..