Bishop

The two weary brothers struggled through the gate home, Liam all but carring his brother now. The curse the Meer Eternal had put on Bishop not only weaken his mind but his body also. They see thier older brother Logan's mare tied to the porch of the quant log cabin of thier parents. Thier father, a simple gravedigger at the Yew crypts had built it with his own hands long ago. Thier mother a strong woman, spent her days as a sheep herder, which could mostly explian Logan's desire to tame great beasts. The air smelt funny as the began to assend the steps. As they began to open the door they heard weaping from the side of the home. Turning that way they saw Logan hunched over two unmarked shallow graves. The only distiungishing features were the small crosses made of kindlin at the head of each. "What's going on here" Liam asked his brother. "Our parents were slain, the Juka invaded" Logan explained. "They overpowered you Logan?" Bishop asked with a puzzled look on his brow. "I was not here brother" Logan muttered as he bowed his head low. "You werent, the where could you have gone that was of more importance than to watch over our parents Loagn" Bishop exclaimed as his voice picked up more force. "I was enlisting in the Legion of the Purple Guardians of HONOR" Logan tried to explain. Bishop now enraged with anger, unsheathed his axe, charged Logan and took a swing that would lay the mightest warrior in thier death bed. Luckily for Logan Bishop was still in his weakened state and missed. Liam had enough time to get off a paralize to save Logan from the next swing. "Logan you had better leave before he can once again move i cannot stop him" Liam made clear as he opened a gate to town. "You have made a grave error Logan, Give us time" Liam patted his brother on the back as he made hi way through the blue portal. The gate closed Liam turned to his brother, stretched out on the ground at the foot of the graves. Bishop had entered a somber, one of which his brother had never seen. It was not of bishop's charactor to weep. "Our bother leaves or parents at home to join a legion which was not to found as we defended our home" Bishop said as he sat up. "Logan will pay, his friends will pay, The Empire will pay!"

Thank you bb, good job clearing up an ugly situation.

ack!! That almost sounds like manuel labor...i thought he was the king of Spain!!!

someone help me, theres nothing to do...yes its sad uo is my real life :sleep:

you mean theres somewhere to play besides fel?

without a doubt Tristan did a great job...but please believe with Wolf's reply as i read it i got chill bumps...rp on ones part is great but once/if the others get involved it becomes a thing of beauty!!! So big ups to Tristan and Wolf!!

As Lady Dawn and Dupre got set to leave Yew and head to help in Britian, the left the commands up to a young warrior, Bishop. Wave after wave of relentless Juka assualted the Abbey. Along with his brother, Liam, Bishop and the farmers of Yew turned away their hordes. Their numbers dwendled, although the farmers there had heart and courage they were no match for the skilled Jukan armies. "Do not fear, we will hold until the Guardians come", Bishop exclamed to the remaining troops he had. Covered in blood Bishop swang his axe with more ferocity at the neverending mass of evil. The screams of dying farmers could only be drownded out by the sounds of Liam's lute, his magery lit up the night sky, as more and more Juka appear from nowhere. "There going to flank us" shouted Bishop. "Surely the Guardians are en route" proclamed Liam. Holding his head down for a moment, Bishop's body language seemed to as though he was close to exhaustion, "They must come soon brother or we all shall fall on this day". Day broke, as a familar sound was heard over the cries of war. "A gate", someone said. "It must be the Guardians", Bishop announced. It was not, A large pale figure stepped through the gate. "A Meer?" Liam asked. "I am Adranath the Meer Eternal" explained the pale being. He began to move his hands about casting a spell, one Bishop had never before seen. "Oh dear, its a deacy spell" Liam said worridly. At once the trees began to rot, and the once beautiful earth turned to swamp before them. "What is this magic you do Meer" asked Bishop. "I spoke with the Guardians Ancients and we decided it was the only way for Yew to return to its former glory" Adranath said. "This was not the predicted outcome however, I am certain i read the scroll exact" Enraged, Bishop could not control himself he charged the meer, axe drawn aiming for the center of Adranath's chest. "You have destroyed my home...you and the so called Guardians" Bishop screamed as he swung wildly striking the meer. "Rel Wis" the words of power came across the lips of Adranath. Bishop fell to the ground, his head pounded as he forgot his train of thought. He continued to roll in agony until he lost conciousness. Awaking to a bright light, Bishop quickly arose as if from a horrid dream. He looked puzzled as he tried to speak the words left him. "Wut is happun brudder" Bishop asked as he stared blankly at Liam. "The war is over, the Juka have left Yew" Liam stated. "What has happened to your speech Bishop" Liam asked. Searching his head for a moment Bishop answered " I is many not know brudder, me mind is not right...I is feel...thoughtless". "Lets go home brother" Liam took Bishop up from his bed as the walked into the blue gate home.