Edolas Event: Part 1 (Open)

[Christopher K. Greyknow]

Looking from the top of a hill Chris glanced around at the plains below. Rumors of strange portals appearing all over the continent were becoming more frequent. So frequent in fact that the Government had asked that all members investigate into the fact of these so called rumors. And that’s why he was here.

The land seemed quiet enough, and there didn’t seem to be any portal or openings from what Chris could see. Despite the rumor of weird things happening around here it seemed like a normal trip to the ruins from the south. However the reports said that further in some strange winds have kept people from a specific part of the ruins. And it was his job to check the cause.

With a sigh on his lips Chris crested the hill and began to work his way down. This was going to be a long day….

*In The Ruins*

A new portal opened up out on the northern edge of the ruins. Out of the portal a strong wind blew; carrying a figure violently from inside. The figure landed with an audible ‘thwump’ on the ground; cursing the entire time. A polished shield was strapped to his back as he rolled across the ground causing a painful bump for its possessor. After a few tumbles the figure finally came to a rest; unmoving against a broken wall.

Slowly the figure pushed himself up to a kneeling position and looked around slowly. With practiced movements he tested his body to check for serious injuries. Everything seemed to be in working order; save for the many bruises that now covered his body. He grunted with a pained expression.

Grey Chrisknow was not having a good day. Earlier he was investigating the newly restored castle to see if the new resident needed a body guard. Actually he was going to try and ‘force the issue’ if said employer was reluctant. The next thing he knew he was thrown with incredible force into a door of light. Whatever that light was it was the source of his sour mood.

[Christopher K. Greyknow]

Looking around Grey noticed something odd. Instead of being in the new castle as he originally planned he had somehow found himself in the middle of some ruins. Kneeling by the wall he had unfortunately run into he could tell that it had been ruins for a long time. Shaking his head he stood up and examined his surroundings. It was the same wherever he looked.

Standing still Grey crossed his arms and bowed his head in thought. He wasn’t sure what type of magic sent him here. He wasn’t even sure if it was magic in the first place. Normal magic had since become scarce where he was from, and the use of magic weapons took its place. That was what he had strapped to his back, though he was tempted to throw the blasted shield away due to the injures he just received.

The more he thought, the more his thoughts turned to someone he knew. Fiora. That evil witch of a woman. She was the bane of his existence. A truly heartless monster that went out of her way to make Grey’s life miserable. And how did she do it? By falling in love with Grey and practically throwing herself at his feet.

Growing up Grey learned the hard way that you shouldn’t trust anyone. If something was too good to be true, then it most likely was. A beautiful woman falling in love with Grey, taking his abuse and punishment, and always coming back for more just pissed him off. The more she ‘fell in love’ the more he was convinced she was looking for a good place to bury the blade.

At those thoughts Grey finally nodded and looked up at the ruins. After years of putting up with the witch she finally took her action. Why send him here, Grey did not know. Maybe she had plans for his return. If he got back that is. Maybe she was in this god forsaken land. With a nod he turned from the portal of light and headed north out of the ruins. He had a witch to hunt.

*Meanwhile*

Chris picked his way through the ruins carefully. He had been there before and knew several good paths; however he was on a mission to see if something was out of the ordinary. So he paid more attention to his surroundings and his footing as he moved.

After searching for most of the ruins Chris came upon a strange sight. Well more like a strange feeling. A strong wind was blowing against him towards the northern part of the ruins. It seemed to intensify the closer he approached the specific spot, yet seemed to taper off the further he got. It was like the wind was trying to keep him from that one clearing.

As if to test that theory Chris moved to the west and attempted to enter the clearing from that direction. As before the wind grew stronger the closer he got to the site, and weaker the further away he moved. Using the ‘wind’ as a guide he walked around in an arc around the clearing. As always the wind kept a steady force according to the distance he kept, and with it he was able to determine the center point of the wind.

However Chris couldn’t see anything in the middle of the clearing that would give off the intense winds. It looked empty to him. But looking closely he could see some depressions in the ground, as if something large fell and rolled. Moving towards that area while staying out of the wind he noticed a pair of footprints leading from the clearing. Feeling like it was the only lead he had he began to follow them.