As the Halls of OtS grew dusty from being unused A old Knight of the guild appeared befuddled. Farg, Demerol, Silthe, Armanon, Technique, Zedar, They're all gone. He started to feel lonely. As Nimbis started to weep. Then Nimbis realized that he must restore OtS back to it's power. His old companions may have been killed while he was gone. But he knew that he would have to recruit new members so that his kins soles may rest in peace. He knew that Farg and Demerol, his kings would give him enough strength to get this guild back on it's feet. Nimbis took out a script and began to write in a common Kjeldoran language reading.
"We think of only death. Souls are but a passing taste on our lip. Their destruction does not quiver our brow. Our thirst never quenches, We breath ash and darkness is our flesh."
"This is the Life of a Order of the Tainted Shade Elite Soldier, be Recruited under Lord Ahriman."
Nimbis thought this should attract a few recruits to start out with, he would train them in the art of fighting, that he once did under his kin. He walked around Kjeldron, and went to the bar where he met a Damien, a old friend of his.
"Your daughter is quite the demon Nimbis"
"My what?!?!?!"
"Your daughter, was really Nice, when your wife died, they were able to rescue your daughter."
"heh, whats her Name?"
"Lenn"
"Interesting, the villagers of Benedier, must of named her after her mother"
"You should go visit her"
"I don't Know, she's never seen me"
"They're was rumor that she wanted to side with Darkstar, but she ran and sided with the people of Den of Iniquity"
"Well atleast she had a change of heart"
"I think she did, she wears your Benedier Banner"
"Mabye I will have to visit her"
"You should Mate"
"Well I'm going to head out, I got buisness to tend too"
"Was nice talking to you Nimbis"
Nimbis walked off and teleported back to his halls of silence.
Nimbis thought he should call it a day and head to bed.
He sat in the pool and drifted off to slumber for the next day.
His brother fallen, the psycic fumed. Ranec had heard of the defeat of Marley at the hand of Urkon and Kallin. He considered many ways to exact retribution. Then, his chance came.
Word came to him that Kallin was doing battle with the Dominion. At his side was another Stygian, Darkblade. Ranec rushed to the front, and, in the ultimate insult, changed Darkblade into a woman. For it was with the skill of a small girl that he fought.
Ranec had no soft heart for Dominion either. When, during the battle, Tyche became vunerable, Ranec closed in for the kill. Slaying the warrior, he turned his attention back to his primary focus. Tyche had died like a warrior. He doubted the Stygian would die as well. It was a short furious battle. Before the last blow could be struck by the Mentalist, Kallin and Darkblade fled into hiding. It was no problem for Ranec to locate them, as his mind was attuned to such matters, but getting to them proved to be unlikely. With many enemies about and no battle to confuse them, he made haste back to the castle, pleased with his small victory.
"A little at a time," Ranec mused to himself.