Melachor raised his eyebrowns looking ponderng.

"Home eh? Well this is a certainly interesting turn of events... Now what does he think he will find? Memories perhaps... but it`s time to turn the game more interesting... time to pull the strings..."

Melachor whistled and the shadows began to move, a shadowy figure appeared, which seemed like an animal, but was more like a shadow of it. Melachor crossed his hands.

"Go to the ruins where we visited that time and follow these one`s in the windown..."

Melachor pointed at the spells image.

"Don`t directly attack them, but just try to chase them off to more unpleasant places of the ruins..."

The figure nodded and disappeared into the shadows.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

*As the lights lit, Deawen saw hundreds of books, scrolls, pages of parchment, and more; all neatly organized, yet with a layer of dust on them that spoke of their long time of misuse. Yet words were not the only thing stored there; suits of armor, still gleaming, hung from mounts; swords, bows, and other assorted weaponry hung from large display walls. Sen moved purposefully through the shelves, looking for two specific things...

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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Melachor leaned forwards in his chair as Sen began to search for something, Melachor had turned that place upside down or at least the books and the scrolls, but had to be disappointed. This was surely getting interesting and could reveal something more about Sen, who was quite a mystery even to Melachor, but in return Melachor was a mystery to everyone.

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Meanwhile a group of shadowy figures crawled forwards to observe the situation, but just to watch and they would run away, if they were spotted.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(sounds like my room! i got lots of books and a couple of family heritage nonsense scrolls outdated and in a diffrent tounge, a billion maps of the world and middle earth, a few pieces of armor (old projects) here and there repliacas of stuff around the world ect.)


Deawen was amazed at what she saw not in two thousand life times could she learn all that this one room supplied.
"wow!" Deawen gasped Deawen moved around she was looking at scrolls and books Deawen knew how to read and write but she still had trouble with some words "Sen do you think... there might be something here that might have my ancesstress in it?" Deawen asked pulling out a book she blew on the pages the layer of dust made a cloud around her Deawen sneezed then again.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

*Sen wound his way through stacks of books, speaking as he went.*
Check... Three rows down, a row from the top of the shelf. You will find her name in there. Then, follow the book's instructions, and you will find the section that contains information on your ancestor.
*Sen came to a stop. He had found one of the things he was looking for. In front of him stood a head-high cabinet, bound in a dark metal, with a symbol of a phoenix where all the bindings crossed. Between the bindings, Sen saw ancient carvings of warriors of long ago. All of them bore the flag of a phoenix as their standard, and all wielded the same sword. Sen suddenly stuck out his thumb, and impaled it on the phoenix's beak. 'My bloodline...' Sen whispered to himself, as blood began to run from his thumb, down grooves in the phoenix...*

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Deawen followed Sen's instructions she found the book she opeaned it thumbed through the pages she stopped when she saw the name
Deawen wildfire
a fire maiden from the northeast princess of a small but powerful kingdom. Servant of Sauron, very powerful mostly evil....the ink had bleed through she could not read a sentence. her blood line is said not to have her powers but still may be evil... "thats certainly not true" Deawen said out loud she read on about the diffrent powers of Deawen the first. Deawen had already mastered the majordy of her powers but according to the diffrent books she now had around her on the floor it took Deawen the first over twelve years to master only half. all the books said the same thing Deawen wildfire was evil her bloodline corrupted thier hearts poisoned minds twisted... Deawen read with a bitter hate towards those who wrote the books. "Deawen put the books back and waited for Sen.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

*The blood ran along the grooves, and up the bindings. All of a sudden, the blood borst into an orange flame, which immediately turned blue. The seals dissapeared, and the cabinet began to open...*

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"well that was not helpful" Deawen sneezed again causing another cloud of dust "thats it!" Deawen choaked she pulled out a black scarf tied it around her nose and mouth "there that shold do it" she sighed she looked about at all the books and scrolls. Deawen pulled out a parchment it was a map Deawen read the name of the place she couldn't read it though she but it back.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Melachor waited with a smile on his face and had looked at Deawen for a while hearing her every word, she didn`t seem to like what they had writen about her ancestor. There was actually a book of Melachor there, but not exact as his own journals that he had in his own small library stored up.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

*The cabinet finally opened, and inside was a statue of a warrior, holding a sword in front of him. The sword curved gracefully, melding from the hilt right into the blade. It was a greatsword, crafted long ago by the founders of the city. The gold like metal was razor sharp, yet that was not its only properties. Sen took the greatsword currently on his back, and gave it to the warrior; a perfect model of his father. He slung the new greatsword across his back, and closed the cupboard. His thumb had already began to heal, but he scored it on the phoenix again, and ran his finger along the seals, sealing the cabinet yet again. 'Now' He thought to himself. 'To find the book...'

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Melachor looked at the image with a disappointment on his face.

"A sword... well... that was surely boring and less than I expected of you Sen...but every sword must be tested..."

Melachor did few hand moves and said words, the shadowy figures had the permission to attack and now about 8 shadowy beast figures charged at Sen as Melachor enjoyed the play.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

*Sen felt a tingling on the back of his neck, and saw eight shadows running through the books, charging him. Sen was about to draw the greatsword, but he paused.*
Melachor.
*He whispered to himself. That was the only reason these shadow creatures would attack now of all times. Yet he would not bow to his will. Sen drew the two black swords he usually fought with, and joined the battle with the shadows. He remained as silent as possible, so as not to alarm Deawen. Within a few minutes, Sen struck the last shaddow, and it fell to the floor, dead, along with all the rest. Though the battle was easy, Sen knew that he would not be able to linger. He ran down the isles, until he found the section he was looking for. A book was set apart from all the others, and it was bound the same way the cabinet had been. Sen quickly grabbed it, and ran to find Deawen...*

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Suddenly Melachor was standing only 5 feet away from Sen and with a cunning smile on his face, but curiosity in his eyes.

"Nice new toy you have there... and... what might that book be about? I really thought that I looked trough every book, but that was well sealed... and it would have been boring to take sucha long time to brake it... might you tell me what it is about?"

Melachor leaned on his staff heavily as usually.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

*Sen smiled. He had expected... interference, yet indded, not quite so soon.*
It is good to hear that the bloodline seal worked; and as for the contents of the book, I do not know yet, only that I and I alone must read it. It concerns my history, and, consequently, the Future of the fight against Sauron.

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"Oh really? Alone? Must be very interesting... why don`t you had over the book so that I can examine it first? I tend o get bored with my old books, but a couple of new one`s miracously light up my life...."

Melachor put his hand out.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

*Sen drew back, holfing the book close, and whispered.*
Never in an age of elves would I trust you with such a book, Melachor. But tell me; why this sudden interest in me and my doings?

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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