From the Great Lakes Tribune at Ultima Online Roleplaying Community - Great Lakes Shard:
Commander Christine Keel of the Britannian Royal Guard met a large throng of unruly citizens in the throne room of Castle Britannia. For the time to confront Virtuebane was neigh. The archdaemon's forces had withdrawn from public view, refocusing their efforts on the Isle of Magincia.
With Danner of the Meer at her side, the Commander addressed the crowd:
"Virtuebane has used the Crystal of Duplicity to cover the island of Magincia with copies of himself. His aim is to control the world as we know it, to tear down the Virtues and to bring his fortress, Death's Awakening, into this world.
Each copy of Virtuebane may have a tiny, unstable, piece of that crystal. Danner is working on a spell that can use those pieces to cleanse the island. If you find a brittle crystal, please put it in the box on the Bane altar on Magincia.
We know from reports from the Royal Spies that Virtuebane once fled from a rain of garbage. Therefore, we shall take the hint from Ricardo's broken ramblings and use Humble Pie to force Virtuebane back through his vile gate.
This may seem an odd and ignoble weapon, however, we must each find the humility in ourselves to battle in the way that works rather than in the shining, glorious way we may dream of. Sometimes a battle is won by the small boy who opens a gate, rather than the army at the walls. Or as is said on the bagball fields: A win is a win. Let's go!"
A gate was opened to the eastern side of the Isle and the impromptu army rushed through, the liberation of Magincia had begun.
The Virtuebane duplicates towered over the warriors and began to hurl devastating spells. However, the sheer number of Brtannians overwhelmed the daemons, and one by one they fell.
The warriors spread out across the island, bringing death to those who would enslave our world. Meer and Ethereal Warriors joined the battle, helping to destroy the copies and hell-hound-transfigured Chosen.
Eventually, the original Virtuebane appeared several times to taunt those who were expeditiously defeating his forces. A hail of pie would greet the prideful daemon, causing him to flee the onslaught. Raucous laughter accompanied each departure.
When crystal-created Virtubanes had been defeated, Commander Keel gathered the warriors at the dark rift shrine that had been built where the Isle's moongate once stood. As she gave the collected shards of the Crystal of Duplicity to Danner for use in his cleansing spell, Virtuebane appeared once more.
The archdaemon's already pie-smeared form received its heaviest barrage of pastries, causing him to roar in anger. Brought low by this indignity, Virtuebane shoved his way through the crowd and retreated back to his own dimension.
Claiming Britannia's victory, Commander Keel forcefully brought her sword down on the shrine's altar, destroying it. The black rift closed, sealing our world off from Virtuebane. The war was over.
With only the cleansing the island remaining, Danner's spell was readied. The Meer had built an arcane circle where the old bank once stood. There he would use the crystal shards to renew the Isle.
Once the crowd had calmed somewhat, he began:
"I invoke these words of the Anskitas!
I invoke the spells of Nystul and the Moon of Trammel!
Here where this copy of Magincia was born,
I invoke a spell to pierce the curse of Virtuebane and demonkind.
This spell will cleanse the island."
He then began to chant:
"O axi-mur esh lum
Ort-ku kans ista quas-ailem lap
Uilem in-saengkt Magincia esh an-kal bal"
Roughly translated from Gargl:
"By The Three Principles and Humility
Magically consume this duplication crystal
You all protect Magincia and banish evil"
The Bane Chosen have been crushed, The Isle of Magincia freed of its unholy taint, and the archdaemon has been banished. Britannia has won its freedom once more.
Long Live Britannia!
Commander Christine Keel of the Britannian Royal Guard met a large throng of unruly citizens in the throne room of Castle Britannia. For the time to confront Virtuebane was neigh. The archdaemon's forces had withdrawn from public view, refocusing their efforts on the Isle of Magincia.
With Danner of the Meer at her side, the Commander addressed the crowd:
Each copy of Virtuebane may have a tiny, unstable, piece of that crystal. Danner is working on a spell that can use those pieces to cleanse the island. If you find a brittle crystal, please put it in the box on the Bane altar on Magincia.
We know from reports from the Royal Spies that Virtuebane once fled from a rain of garbage. Therefore, we shall take the hint from Ricardo's broken ramblings and use Humble Pie to force Virtuebane back through his vile gate.
This may seem an odd and ignoble weapon, however, we must each find the humility in ourselves to battle in the way that works rather than in the shining, glorious way we may dream of. Sometimes a battle is won by the small boy who opens a gate, rather than the army at the walls. Or as is said on the bagball fields: A win is a win. Let's go!"
A gate was opened to the eastern side of the Isle and the impromptu army rushed through, the liberation of Magincia had begun.
The Virtuebane duplicates towered over the warriors and began to hurl devastating spells. However, the sheer number of Brtannians overwhelmed the daemons, and one by one they fell.
The warriors spread out across the island, bringing death to those who would enslave our world. Meer and Ethereal Warriors joined the battle, helping to destroy the copies and hell-hound-transfigured Chosen.
Eventually, the original Virtuebane appeared several times to taunt those who were expeditiously defeating his forces. A hail of pie would greet the prideful daemon, causing him to flee the onslaught. Raucous laughter accompanied each departure.
The archdaemon's already pie-smeared form received its heaviest barrage of pastries, causing him to roar in anger. Brought low by this indignity, Virtuebane shoved his way through the crowd and retreated back to his own dimension.
Claiming Britannia's victory, Commander Keel forcefully brought her sword down on the shrine's altar, destroying it. The black rift closed, sealing our world off from Virtuebane. The war was over.
With only the cleansing the island remaining, Danner's spell was readied. The Meer had built an arcane circle where the old bank once stood. There he would use the crystal shards to renew the Isle.
"I invoke these words of the Anskitas!
I invoke the spells of Nystul and the Moon of Trammel!
Here where this copy of Magincia was born,
I invoke a spell to pierce the curse of Virtuebane and demonkind.
This spell will cleanse the island."
He then began to chant:
"O axi-mur esh lum
Ort-ku kans ista quas-ailem lap
Uilem in-saengkt Magincia esh an-kal bal"
Roughly translated from Gargl:
"By The Three Principles and Humility
Magically consume this duplication crystal
You all protect Magincia and banish evil"
The Bane Chosen have been crushed, The Isle of Magincia freed of its unholy taint, and the archdaemon has been banished. Britannia has won its freedom once more.
Long Live Britannia!
