The following is from
EM Laurana and EM Faine Morgan's website:
EM Laurana and EM Faine Morgan's website:
Posted By EM Laurana on March 22, 2009
Congratulations, fine citizens, on your impressive defeat of evil this great day! At King Casca’s command, you cleared the path to the obliteration of the crystal - the source of the evil forces powering the invasions of Britannia’s great cities.
King Casca would like to express his appreciation for your services this day, and to assure you that he will continue to fight to bring to justice any man or beast that does not walk a virtuous path in life.
Blanche, Notary to King Casca
King Casca would like to express his appreciation for your services this day, and to assure you that he will continue to fight to bring to justice any man or beast that does not walk a virtuous path in life.
Blanche, Notary to King Casca
This is indeed wonderful news! Congratulations, Origin! Now, what about those dragons?
(Sara's note: Wonder what EM Laurana means by 'what about those dragons?' -- see the Crimson Dragon article From UOHerald News, and the UHall Crimson Dragon link at the end of this post.)
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As requested by King Casca, a crowd assembled at Empath Abbey, Yew, and awaited the king's arrival and instructions.
Once King Casca arrived, he let us know why he had called for us,
and prepared us for the ensuing battle.
Although the Warriors, Mages and Tamers suffered many fatalities, the monsters were beaten back
and the evil was destroyed, which freed our cities of the invasion that has plagued our lands.
King Casca's speech following the battle was interrupted by the appearance of Syrak and Fayaxion, the Platinum Dragon, who had an exchange of words that left many wondering, what's next?
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From UOHerald News
Kilandra Cotten
23 Mar 2009 19:15:04
Some time ago…
Taerlstratar looked intently into the shining orb he held with refined grace between two of his foreclaws. Despite being an immense creature his ability to move every muscle in his body with poise was unsurpassed, and holding the twelve inch orb eloquently was as simple a task as breathing.
To himself he thought, “The Shadowlords will be the ones to do it, they are going back home. And I will go back as well; its past time to take my true place in the lands now called Britannia. Curse Mondain, foul little human. Perhaps, it’s time to kill them all.”
While pondering the destruction of every human in existence, the orb changed its scene, shifting from showing an image of the works of the Shadowlords, to some of the younger looking Crimson dragons. Taerlstratar peered a bit closer into the orb, his large cat like pupils moving as if by command – fluxing out and then in slightly to get the best view possible from the small scrying orb. “The young ones… they too have a purpose for me.”
Taerlstratar knew all too well the bloodlust that lingered in the hearts of the young Crimson brood; he also knew the lack of wisdom and restraint that came without years of knowledge and experience. Make no mistake however; the young ones were not simply mindless killing instruments. Young Crimsons were still smarter than any human, gargoyle, or elf back home. They simply desired the very thing that was their birthright – to rule the lesser species.
The brood was too big now – a new home was needed, new conquests, new terrain – out of this endless void where Mondain had trapped them. Taerlstratar moved his massive wings out to their full length, a full hundred and fifty feet by human standards, stretching himself out a bit before returning the orb to its pedestal and collecting his legs underneath him. There was work to be done.
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For more one this, see the Crimson Dragon Thread, UHall