plots
A place to send IC related OOC stories. These probably won't be able to be used against or for your character ICLy, this is just to keep track of the plots in progress.
Message 337:
Date: Tue Nov 14 17:33:59 2000 CST
From: Maxis (#5782)
To: *plots (#1506)
Subject: The End
His sword was drawn, his senses on fire as he tried his hardest to deflect the lightning fast
strikes coming at him. He barely managed to do so, leaving himself no time to counter. Finally,
he lept backwards, flipping before landing on his feet. His breath was coming in gasps as
Mortesium chuckled, "You cannot defeat me... you are weak... pathetic.... I'll kill you like I
killed Zalbag." Maxis raised his sword and moved to rush at him. But before Maxis could move, he
felt the sword slice into his chest. Mortesium laughed histiracly behind him as the ground came
rushing towards his vision...
Maxis yelled out and straightend up, the cloth on his head flying to the floor. He screamed again
before a pair of hands pushed him back to the bed. "Sir, you need to rest, lie back down!"
Maxis' focused on a young woman, and her father standing over in the corner of the room. "I found
you on the beach, son." said the man. "You were, and still are, going through a bad fever, you've
already been out at least two days... Rest, whatever it was you were doing there can wait." With
that, another wave of exhaustion came upon him, and his eyes slowly closed.
The girl opened her eyes, the trails of energy just disappearing as her sleep spell took effect.
She turned to her father. "Do you think he's the one father?" The man looked at Maxis. The boy's
body was battered and weakened, his hair matted down around his head. "Perhaps... perhaps... we
shall see when he is rested... I'll take him to the elder...." With that, the man waved his hand,
opening the door, he gave a final glance before silently walking out into the night.
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