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Bamboori: Blue Phoenix?
Blue Phoenix: Hmm?
Bamboori: I'm a little tense. This was a lot to take in right now, and what just happened doesn't seem real...
Blue Phoenix: Yes, I understand.
Bamboori: Somehow, I don't want to sleep yet, I think Ian has not told us all the truth there is yet.
Blue Phoenix: Sleep is for weakling.
Bamboori: I think I'm going to go back out to Ian and see if there's more he can or will tell us.
Blue Phoenix: Guess I'll tag along.
As they exit into the corridor, they see SirFrog sneaking around.
Bamboori: Froggy!
SirFrog jumps.
SirFrog: My goodness. Can't you be a little more careful...
Bamboori: Cannot sleep either?
SirFrog: Well, Drahcir is sound asleep, but I have this unreal feeling about everything Ian told us.
Bamboori: Same. That dream he mentioned...
SirFrog: It's hidden somewhere in the depths of my head. I cannot recall it directly.
Blue Phoenix: Well, shall we go and ask Ian to provide more details?
And so the three Chosen Ones approach the door that leads to the 'living room'. It swings open silently. They find Steiner sitting at the center table, carving something out of a wooden stick with a little knife.
Blue Phoenix: Uh, hello, Steiner, we were looking for Ian...
Steiner briefly lifts his eyes toward Blue Phoenix, then continues working on the stick.
Steiner: He went outside.
Bamboori: Outside? Why would he do that at this time?
Steiner shrugs.
SirFrog: This is strange. Guess we'll have to sleep over it then and ask him tomorrow.
Bamboori: Seems so.
As they are about to leave through the door again, Steiner speaks up.
Steiner: Crimson clouds covering the sky.
SirFrog freezes, then turns around after a second.
SirFrog: Excuse me?
Steiner has stopped working on his stick and is directly looking into SirFrog's eyes.
Steiner: ...tinting the sunlight into a bloody red.
Bamboori moves back to the table and takes a seat, the others follow his example just a moment later.
Steiner: A swarm of apocalyptic riders, wearing helmets with horns that pierce the light and riding terrifying beasts whose howls tear through the silence.
Blue Phoenix: What are you talking about?
Steiner: You came looking for answers. Answers concerning the dreams that you and my master shared. I can unmask the veil that troubles your thoughts.
Bamboori: Precisely. Don't tell me you're a psychic too.
Blue Phoenix: Are you the fifth Chosen One? Have you had those dreams as well?
Steiner shakes his head.
Steiner: There's a fairy tale that my master used to tell me when I was younger. A tale of five brave warriors whose task it was to venture to the evil king's castle to end his dark, selfish reign over the land. He would tell me the same tale each night, but with little differences. The tale kept taking on darker and darker tones, until it turned to five mysterious figures battling through hordes of evil to avert the inevitable doom. Late did I notice that he was actually describing his nightmares to me.
SirFrog: And so you're apprised of the details from his dream.
Steiner: He has told you everything he knows.
Bamboori: But it feels so weird...
Steiner: Maybe I can add in some details.
Pause.
Steiner: One of the few things I remember from my tribe is a legend that was passed on in our bloodlines for millennia. A legend of supernatural forces gathering in the world's anchor point to cleanse and purify the world. There are not many details to that legend, but it does speak of a force from each direction: the North, the South, the West and the East. Strangely, a force from Beneath is mentioned as well and hard to interpret. Some say they correspond to armies invading and destroying the kingdom from all sides of the sea, some say there will be giant floods that devour the island from all sides.
SirFrog: Five supernatural forces...
Steiner: I told my master about it at some point, and he considered that this legend and his master's prophecy are interconnected in a way.
SirFrog: I see. Five forces, and five heroes to stop an unstoppable force...
Steiner: We are not sure what to make of it, but after today, I believe we've made a great step forward into uncovering the meaning behind all of this. The union of four of the Chosen Ones.
Blue Phoenix: I suppose so.
SirFrog: Is there anything more you know about that legend? Might there be writings about this legend left behind by your tribe?
Steiner: Sadly, no. The legend was passed on orally only. Our tribe did not think much of orthography, and so none of us learned to read or write. It simply wasn't necessary.
Bamboori: What about you?
Steiner: I might as well be the first and last Em-Gol tribe member ever to learn it. My master is a good teacher.
SirFrog: Would you happen to know whether there are writings about the prophecy that Ian mentioned?
Slowly, Steiner shakes his head.
Steiner: I wouldn't know.
Blue Phoenix: Oh, and one more thing...
Steiner: Yes.
Blue Phoenix: You keep calling Ian "my master", yet he considers you as an equal, a loyal friend.
Steiner: Oh. *smiles* It's just a habit. I cannot shake it off.
Blue Phoenix: All right.
Steiner: Any more questions? Else I'd like to head to bed.
Book of Knowledge
Book of Knowledge (current combat stats)
(Hints of Interest: -
Stat points left: -
Skill points left: -)
It's dark. (10:47 PM)
The cave's dark cloak encloses the group eerily.
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Attention
Right now, as I'm in the process of updating the battle system for a hopefully final time, the Book of Knowledge is partially broken. The combatants page and all of the status pages will not work currently except for Bamboori's, where you can already have a taste of the new battle system to come. The stats will also be adjusted to fit the new style (basically all stats cut in half).
Additionally, the FAQ has already been updated and can be viewed for the most up-to-date definitions. It will be expanded upon with time, but be fully completed before the next battle takes place.
Furthermore, the BoK's Story Log now has the form of a book, and the whole story is split into Parts and Chapters with hotlinking for easier reading of the previous events. Who knows, it might be important someday.
The same will happen to the Quest Logbook in due time.
Blue Phoenix: Hmm?
Bamboori: I'm a little tense. This was a lot to take in right now, and what just happened doesn't seem real...
Blue Phoenix: Yes, I understand.
Bamboori: Somehow, I don't want to sleep yet, I think Ian has not told us all the truth there is yet.
Blue Phoenix: Sleep is for weakling.
Bamboori: I think I'm going to go back out to Ian and see if there's more he can or will tell us.
Blue Phoenix: Guess I'll tag along.
As they exit into the corridor, they see SirFrog sneaking around.
Bamboori: Froggy!
SirFrog jumps.
SirFrog: My goodness. Can't you be a little more careful...
Bamboori: Cannot sleep either?
SirFrog: Well, Drahcir is sound asleep, but I have this unreal feeling about everything Ian told us.
Bamboori: Same. That dream he mentioned...
SirFrog: It's hidden somewhere in the depths of my head. I cannot recall it directly.
Blue Phoenix: Well, shall we go and ask Ian to provide more details?
And so the three Chosen Ones approach the door that leads to the 'living room'. It swings open silently. They find Steiner sitting at the center table, carving something out of a wooden stick with a little knife.
Blue Phoenix: Uh, hello, Steiner, we were looking for Ian...
Steiner briefly lifts his eyes toward Blue Phoenix, then continues working on the stick.
Steiner: He went outside.
Bamboori: Outside? Why would he do that at this time?
Steiner shrugs.
SirFrog: This is strange. Guess we'll have to sleep over it then and ask him tomorrow.
Bamboori: Seems so.
As they are about to leave through the door again, Steiner speaks up.
Steiner: Crimson clouds covering the sky.
SirFrog freezes, then turns around after a second.
SirFrog: Excuse me?
Steiner has stopped working on his stick and is directly looking into SirFrog's eyes.
Steiner: ...tinting the sunlight into a bloody red.
Bamboori moves back to the table and takes a seat, the others follow his example just a moment later.
Steiner: A swarm of apocalyptic riders, wearing helmets with horns that pierce the light and riding terrifying beasts whose howls tear through the silence.
Blue Phoenix: What are you talking about?
Steiner: You came looking for answers. Answers concerning the dreams that you and my master shared. I can unmask the veil that troubles your thoughts.
Bamboori: Precisely. Don't tell me you're a psychic too.
Blue Phoenix: Are you the fifth Chosen One? Have you had those dreams as well?
Steiner shakes his head.
Steiner: There's a fairy tale that my master used to tell me when I was younger. A tale of five brave warriors whose task it was to venture to the evil king's castle to end his dark, selfish reign over the land. He would tell me the same tale each night, but with little differences. The tale kept taking on darker and darker tones, until it turned to five mysterious figures battling through hordes of evil to avert the inevitable doom. Late did I notice that he was actually describing his nightmares to me.
SirFrog: And so you're apprised of the details from his dream.
Steiner: He has told you everything he knows.
Bamboori: But it feels so weird...
Steiner: Maybe I can add in some details.
Pause.
Steiner: One of the few things I remember from my tribe is a legend that was passed on in our bloodlines for millennia. A legend of supernatural forces gathering in the world's anchor point to cleanse and purify the world. There are not many details to that legend, but it does speak of a force from each direction: the North, the South, the West and the East. Strangely, a force from Beneath is mentioned as well and hard to interpret. Some say they correspond to armies invading and destroying the kingdom from all sides of the sea, some say there will be giant floods that devour the island from all sides.
SirFrog: Five supernatural forces...
Steiner: I told my master about it at some point, and he considered that this legend and his master's prophecy are interconnected in a way.
SirFrog: I see. Five forces, and five heroes to stop an unstoppable force...
Steiner: We are not sure what to make of it, but after today, I believe we've made a great step forward into uncovering the meaning behind all of this. The union of four of the Chosen Ones.
Blue Phoenix: I suppose so.
SirFrog: Is there anything more you know about that legend? Might there be writings about this legend left behind by your tribe?
Steiner: Sadly, no. The legend was passed on orally only. Our tribe did not think much of orthography, and so none of us learned to read or write. It simply wasn't necessary.
Bamboori: What about you?
Steiner: I might as well be the first and last Em-Gol tribe member ever to learn it. My master is a good teacher.
SirFrog: Would you happen to know whether there are writings about the prophecy that Ian mentioned?
Slowly, Steiner shakes his head.
Steiner: I wouldn't know.
Blue Phoenix: Oh, and one more thing...
Steiner: Yes.
Blue Phoenix: You keep calling Ian "my master", yet he considers you as an equal, a loyal friend.
Steiner: Oh. *smiles* It's just a habit. I cannot shake it off.
Blue Phoenix: All right.
Steiner: Any more questions? Else I'd like to head to bed.
Book of Knowledge
Book of Knowledge (current combat stats)
(Hints of Interest: -
Stat points left: -
Skill points left: -)
It's dark. (10:47 PM)
The cave's dark cloak encloses the group eerily.
-----
Attention
Right now, as I'm in the process of updating the battle system for a hopefully final time, the Book of Knowledge is partially broken. The combatants page and all of the status pages will not work currently except for Bamboori's, where you can already have a taste of the new battle system to come. The stats will also be adjusted to fit the new style (basically all stats cut in half).
Additionally, the FAQ has already been updated and can be viewed for the most up-to-date definitions. It will be expanded upon with time, but be fully completed before the next battle takes place.
Furthermore, the BoK's Story Log now has the form of a book, and the whole story is split into Parts and Chapters with hotlinking for easier reading of the previous events. Who knows, it might be important someday.
The same will happen to the Quest Logbook in due time.
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