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Message 370:

Date:     Mon Jan  1 14:14:44 2001 CST
From:     Rathe (#2840)
To:       *plots (#1506)
Subject:  The Blade of Dreams

Many years ago before Rathe Fortimissie came to Bernia in his quest to gather the Zodiac Stones he
 found an amazing blade. Here is that story: Rathe looked up at the hot summer sun, wipeing a bit
 of sweat from his brow he went back to building the new stables. After his labor was done in the
 evening he walked slowly back to his quarters, as he walked in he spotted his friend Rand sleeping
 on a pile of hay. Rathe chuckled at this and layed down on another pile. The next things that
 Rathe saw are unclear. As Rathe slept a few bandits hired by a rival noble started to burn down
 the noble's estate. The noble was killed in the fire but Rathe and Rand awoke to find the bandits
 raiding what could be raided, drawing their swords they rushed to meet the bandits. They fought
 with a fury that could not be measured but an arrow from a hidden bandit struck down Rathe, and
 Rand was overcome by the remaining bandits. Rathe was then thrown into a ditch batter and beaten
 left to die in the mud. He fell into a sleep thinking he would die, yet he had the strangest
 dream. A man walked up to him in a pure white robe with a strange sword at his side. "Rathe
 Fortimissie....", The man said in a heavenly tone. Rathe was frightened "Who are you? How do you
 know my name?!"
The man chuckled "One at a time dear boy, I am Garinol the Dreamer. You are in The Abyss. And I
 know many things.". Rathe backed up a little "What do you want from me?" Garinol smiled "To give
 you a gift." he held up the strange sword at his side "This is Strackless, The Blade of Dreams.".
 Rathe once agian backed up "Why give it to me?". Garinol smiled once agian "Because you are the
 one of who I dreamt. This blade belonged to one of the four Fallen Gods. This blade belonged to
 Rubicant the Lord Of Dreams.". Rathe stepped forward and looked at it "But why give it to me? Why
 not let this Lord Of Dreams keep it?". Garinol sighed "He is no more. And this blade has no
 master. You are its new master." he handed Rathe the blade and started to walk away when Rathe
 yelled "What do I do with it?!" Garinol shouted back "You will find out soon, we shall meet agian
 Rathe Fortimissie until then dont die in that ditch!". Then Rathe awoke in the ditch, crawling out
 he started to walk when he noticed the sword at his side drawing it he wondered if he was worthy.