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			<title>Entry 8</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Yeah I know, where have I been?  What have I been doing?  Well I have weird internet plus I've been trying to get Svelytha up to lvl 80.  Rest assured that I shall be returning here with stories, art, and character bios really soon.<br /><br />I'm going to work hard on getting everyone what they need.<br /><br />Here is 10 pages of a story for World of Warcraft.<br /><br />Author: Storyteller's Dream<br />Disclaimer: I do not own World of Warcraft.<br />Title: At Your Service<br />Rating: M<br />Pairings: Koltira Deathweaver / Leryssa<br /><br />Summary: All she wanted to do was find her brother. She did not count on being the target of one of the Lich King's Lieutenants. Now to find her brother she has to rely on one of her brother's comrades, a Death Knight in the service of the Horde.<br /><br />Note: This ignores the quests to a point that involve Leryssa. Some of these characters are mine, some belong to friends, and some are just made up.<br /><br />                                                                        At Your Service<br /><br />	There was an almost unnatural chill to the morning in Valiance Keep.  Soldiers noted that the Scourge attack was weaker than normal.  While some of the younger far less experienced soldiers thought this was a good thing, the more experienced knew that something else was wrong.  Several soldiers had gone missing recently, something that bothered many of them.  However, General Arlos did not seem concerned.<br /><br />	The Innkeeper, James Deacon noticed that he was missing his usual annoying guest.  At first, he thought that she had skipped out on the bill, but there were eighteen gold coins frozen to his counter with a note explaining that she had left.  He shrugged and spent the rest of the day and most of the night trying to thaw out those coins without the slightest thought to how they were frozen there.<br /><br />	Celidh Aletracker cleaned out one of her stalls thankful that she had gotten rid of one of her most annoying mounts.  She got a fair amount of gold for the troublesome beast and tack.  She chuckled when she thought about how the mount reacted to being so close to the other mount that was nearby.  The old nag was not worth what the Draenei paid for it and yet the Death Knight did not seem to care.<br /><br />	General Arlos did not want to deal with the Draenei.  Harbringer Vureen unnerved him.  How dare that beast think that he knew more than an Alliance General?  Useless waste of space!  Wait, where did that thought come from?  General Arlos rubbed his head as a killer headache blossomed behind his eyes.<br /><br />	Damn, where was Counselor Talbot?<br /><br />	She has escaped him!  The very notion that a girl with no experience could get away from him was laughable.  Yet she did, she got away from him; something that he made sure the guards that were supposed to watch over her suffered for.  He killed them all.  Minor annoyances that he had to make it all look like an accident when they were found.<br /><br />	He would find out how she left.  Then he would find her.  She would be dragged back to this Keep where he could keep an eye on her.  Moreover, when the Lich King sent him reinforcements he would make sure to take her and lock her away until he broke her and made her submit to him; make her into his Bride.<br /><br />	He didnâ€™t know when she started to interest him.  He didnâ€™t know what about her interested him.   He had to admit that her spirit and her refusal to believe anything that was said that her had never been there captured his attention.  Then again, if he had taken care of that mettlesome Allerton soonerâ€¦ well he was dead now.<br /><br />	â€œCounselor Talbot?â€<br /><br />	The man known as Counselor Talbot looked up from his musings to see a young soldier standing in the doorway of his office.  He wasnâ€™t one of his officers; it was a new soldierâ€¦ one that he would have to corrupt soon.<br /><br />	â€œYes soldier?â€<br /><br />	â€œThe girl, Leryssa, I tracked down anyone that might have seen her leave the Keep.â€  The young soldier was just trying to earn a decent living.  If he helped the Counselor, he could get extra money to send home.  He could get his sister a decent dowry.<br /><br />	â€œAnd?â€  He could not afford to sound too interested.<br /><br />	â€œShe was seen leaving in the company of the Draenei Death Knight, Cyroris.â€<br /><br />	â€œI see good work and thank you.  Why not go get yourself a drink?  You are dismissed.â€  The Counselor turned his attention back to his paperwork letting the young man go.  When the door shut the Counselor raised his eyes to a darken corner.<br /><br />	â€œFoolish Cyroris, here I thought our King had taught you better than to interfere with my plans.  Nevertheless, why did you help the human?  What do you think you know?â€  The shadows of the room began to swim as he tried to decide what his former top pupil would possibly know.  Cyroris had been his greatest pupil and with her greatest weakness turned in to her greatest strength by him, she should have been eternally loyal to him.<br /><br />	â€œKeleseth was right about you, Cyroris.  Iâ€™ll give you, your due.  Now youâ€™ve gone and mettle into my affairs.  I will have that girl back from your care and she had better be unharmedâ€¦â€ Talbotâ€™s eyes became glowing white, â€œI want to be the first one to harm her.â€<br /><br />	His rage over the loss of the girl was making him very angry.<br /><br />                                                                                       ~*~<br /><br />	She could sense his rage and it made her smile.  She began to laugh, though no one would ever know anymore.  Now she would just have to be careful.  Leryssa would have to be careful.  Oh, she would protect Leryssaâ€¦ but he would be better suited for the job than she would.  After all, he could actually hold a conversation and knew her brother better than she did.<br /><br />	Yes, Cyroris thought, he would be perfect.  Now to get him to do it.<br /><br />	Cyroris didnâ€™t have anything against the Horde.  Nor was she particularly for the Alliance.  At that moment, like most Death Knights, she had one enemy and that was the Scourge.  Because of this line of thinking, she was able to make decisions, like using her training to see the future.  True the Dragons warned her against speaking of the future, it usually was Nozdormu that did the warning, but who would speak to her?<br /><br />	No, she would use care with this young womanâ€˜s future.  It was tied quite heavily with the future of Acherus and she was ever protective of her home and new family.<br /><br />	She reined her Deathcharger, Scar around to study the young woman that followed her.  Cyroris remembered Thassarian somewhat.  To Cyroris, all humans look alike.  Possibly, they thought the same of Draenei.  Leryssaâ€™s dark hair was long and wonderful, her dark brown eyes were warm and eager, hidden under a dark blue cloak; her outfit was dark but warm.  She looked like a normal explorer and this was good.  This would hide her from him, if only for a little bit.<br /><br />	Commander Saia was waiting on them, just as Cyroris ordered Alystia to make sure she would.<br /><br />	â€œKnight Cyroris, good to see you.  Is this the young lady you wish for us to watch over?â€  Commander Saia asked as Leryssa dismounted.  Under her helmet, Cyroris winced over the Commanderâ€™s poor timing and choice of words.<br /><br />	â€œYouâ€™re just leaving me here?â€  Leryssa demanded.  She had jumped from pan into the fire so to speak.  Commander Saia had the graces to look embarrassed.  Cyroris twitched, her tail flickering from side to side.  A second Draenei walked over, Leryssa couldnâ€™t decide why she was there since she looked out of place but wasnâ€™t a Death Knight.  She decided to ignore this as she needed her answer.  â€œWell?â€<br /><br />	Cyroris shook her head and laid her hand without its plate gauntlet on Alystiaâ€™s shoulder, touching the flesh of the Draeneiâ€˜s neck.  Alystia would be Cyrorisâ€™ voice.<br /><br />	â€œNo I am not leaving you Leryssa,â€ Alystia responded before adding, â€œCyroris is using my voice.â€<br /><br />	â€œThen what are you planning?â€  Leryssa thought she saw a second mouth open on Cyrorisâ€™ neck but could not be sure.<br /><br />	â€œI donâ€™t know where Thassarian is, but I know someone who does.  At least he knows whereabouts he is.  I cannot get there; I have to cover your tracks.  You are being hunted Leryssa.â€  The camp watched as Leryssa stiffened.  â€œIn addition, the one hunting you knows more than I do.  However, he can protect you, the one that I am going to find.  Actually I just need to kick him a bit.â€  Alystia said before turning to the Death Knight.  â€œWho is he?  You keep hiding the name.â€<br /><br />	Cyroris shrugged.<br /><br />	â€œYou are going to get someone that you think knows where my brother is.â€  Leryssa said trying to understand the cryptic Draenei.<br /><br />	â€œYes, thatâ€™s what she plans.â€<br /><br />	â€œWhatâ€™s his name?  You keep saying he, so whatâ€˜s his name?â€  After a long moment, Alystia had a name for the young woman.<br /><br />	â€œKoltira.  Cyroris wants you to wait one week here.  Koltira will be by to pick you up.â€  Alystia said as Cyroris released her shoulder.  Different Sentinels stiffened when Alystia mentioned the name but held their peace.<br /><br />	â€œAlright, Iâ€™ve waited this long to find Thass, I can wait a little while longer.â€  Leryssa said in an almost subdued tone.  Beneath her helmet, Cyroris smiled and summoned a portal to her home, Acherus.<br /><br />	â€œHow will I know that he will come?â€<br /><br />	Alystia touched her hand to Cyrorisâ€™ outstretched one.<br /><br />	â€œKoltira?  The guy has his moments, but he is good.  He will not come to Starâ€™s Rest, but you will know he is here.  Heâ€˜s got a thing about Elves.â€<br /><br />	Cyroris vanished while Alystia set up for leatherworking.  Leryssa sighed, not sure what she could do.<br /><br />	â€œCan you tailor?â€  Alystia asked.  She handed over several bolts of silk, wool, linen, and frost weave.<br /><br />	â€œI can, whose cloth is this?â€<br /><br />	â€œCyroris.  If you could tailor for her a nice dress, I win a bet I have with her commanding officer.  It makes me two hundred gold and a nice staff.â€<br /><br />	With a slight sigh, Leryssa started to tailor a new dress for a Death Knight that could not speak.<br /><br />                                                                                         ~*~<br /><br />	He was glad to be back at Acherus.  Here he did not have to worry about someone slitting his throat because he was a former servant of the Lich King.  Here he could be as friendly or at least as pleasant towards the members of the Alliance as he had to be.  He missed his old friend Thassarian.  The human Death Knight had been a brother to him after the death of his brother Faltora.  They would meet here for drinks and to see how each other was doing.  The last time they met up was around two months ago.<br /><br />	He walked down the steps towards his rooms that he kept here at the Ebon Hold.  The halls kept dark, though there were torches around the halls.  He did not have to worry though about running into anything, a Death Knight could see-<br /><br />	His head smashed into something hard, cold, and metal.  At first, he started to fall before caught by small hands, only one of which was covered in plate.<br /><br />	~Good evening Koltira Deathweaver.  Busy?~ The hand that rested on his forehead transferred thoughts from the Death Knight to Koltira.  The Death Knight was cheerful to see him, as if she had been waiting for a while.<br /><br />	â€œGo away Death Knight and I will forget this ever happened.â€  He glared at the Draenei that was smiling up at him.  The only Draenei Death Knight he ever had to look down look in the eye.  He knew her, knew her name and not just because she was short for her race.  She tilted her head back further, exposing a wound across her throat, gaping like an open mouthâ€¦<br /><br />	~Canâ€™t do that.  I need a favor.~<br /><br />	Koltira shook himself away from the vision the wound caused and looked around the hall.  Cyroris of the Frost had iced up the hall.  He knew that he didnâ€˜t want this frost blooded Draenei around him for too much longer.<br /><br />	â€œWhat do you want?â€  The Blood Elf Death Knight asked anything to get Cyroris away.<br /><br />	~I want you to help a young woman.  A Human.~<br /><br />	â€œForget it!â€  Koltira broke the contact and pushed pass her just in time to find out she had created creeping frost to hold his leg in place.  He sighed and tried to remind himself that Darion Mograine liked all of his Death Knights in one piece.  After all Acherus was a sanctuary.<br /><br />	~Sheâ€™s Thassarianâ€™s sister.  She is in a lot of danger.~  Cyroris said pinching his ear.<br /><br />	â€œThassarianâ€™s sister?  What are you talking about?â€  Koltira turned and stopped trying to leave.<br /><br />	~Thassarian has a little sister.  A young woman named Leryssa.  She is looking for Thassarian and she is in danger.  However if you can help her, then its all for the better.~<br /><br />	â€œWhy donâ€™t you help her?â€  Koltira snapped.<br /><br />	~Busy.  I have to throw off the trail.  Youâ€™re not busy.~<br /><br />	â€œFind Thassarian and tell him to get his sister under control.â€<br /><br />	~Like you got your brother under control?~<br /><br />	Koltira didnâ€™t answer the Draenei as he felt her ice leave him.<br /><br />	~I told her to stay at Starâ€™s Rest.  Want to bet that she didnâ€™t remain there?~  Cyroris turned away from him and walked past him towards the Gryphon Master.  Koltira stared after her for a long moment.<br /><br />	â€œSheâ€™s Thassarianâ€™s problem.  Let her be his problem.â€  Koltira grumbled and turned away, walking towards his rooms.<br /><br />                                                                                          ~*~<br /><br />	It wasnâ€™t often Highlord Darion Mograine walked the halls of Acherus in silence.  He was thinking on many different things that required his almost undivided attention.<br /><br />	What would happen once the Lich King was dead?<br /><br />	What would his men do?<br /><br />	What would he-<br /><br />	Darion Mograine had never stared up at the ceiling of the halls in Acherus.  There was nothing interesting about it he thought.  Now though he knew he had a bat problem.  However, how did he get flat on his back?  He sat up sighing and looked around, blinking confused as he realize that he was sitting on ice.  After a moment, he stood up and sighed again.<br /><br />	â€œDeath Knightsâ€¦â€<br /><br />                                                                                          ~*~<br /><br />	She had had enough!  She was going to leave.  This Koltira wasnâ€™t coming.  Moreover, if she tailored one more outfit for someone sheâ€™d kill the entire group!  No, it was time for her to leave.  Alystia left a couple days after Cyroris, leaving Leryssa alone with Elves, Dryads, and various other people.<br /><br />	Commander Saia was getting tired of babysitting her anyway.  Therefore, she purchased a small knife and plenty of rations.  She dropped a letter in the mailbox with a blue gown for Cyroris and grabbed up her horse, Basil.  The nag had been a consist amusement and fellow companion, finally losing her bitter attitude after a week of consist love.<br /><br />	â€œIts very dangerous out there little one.â€  One of the Sentinels warned her.  This Sentinel had been kind enough to teach her some moves with a knife and a sword.<br /><br />	â€œI canâ€™t help you here.  Nevertheless, I want thank you for teaching me.  I have to find my brother.â€  Leryssa pulled her cloak closer as the Sentinel checked over her bags and added more while taking some things out.<br /><br />	â€œVery well.  Go east, that will take you to the Wyrmrest Temple, the Dragons there will help you.â€  She held out to Leryssa, her motherâ€™s pendant.  â€œWear this.  If not for you, for your brother.â€<br /><br />	Leryssa clasped the pendant that her mother had given to her father, to her brother, and now had come to her.  The pendant glowed with something like quiet strength.  She placed it around her neck, allowing it to hang in the valley of her breasts where she felt warmth from it.<br /><br />	â€œThank you again.â€  Leryssa said with true kindness.<br /><br />	â€œMay Elune guide you.â€  The Sentinel said watching the young woman and her horse gallop to the main road.  â€œYou are so going to need it.â€<br /><br />                                                                                    ~*~<br /><br />	Leryssa would freely admit to anyone that she was lost.  She knew that she was lost because she was certain that she had passed the same tree at least five times.  She knew that the condors were watching and would probably be happy if she died.  Dragonblight condors didnâ€™t look well fed.<br /><br />	â€œMaybe I should have asked for a gryphon.â€  Leryssa muttered as she carefully walked Basil past another set of dragon bones, which she was sure she had walked by before.  Basil snorted and pawed the ground.<br /><br />	â€œLetâ€™s talk eh Basil?â€  Leryssa talked a lot when she was worried.  In addition, she knew that she had every right to be worried.  Basil wasnâ€™t concerned, but Leryssa was certain that there was something moving out there.  Something big.<br /><br />	â€œSo why do you think that this Koltira didnâ€™t show up?  You think that he never got the message?â€  Leryssa asked the brown horse.<br /><br />	If the horse was going to say anything, it was lost when a great white paw batted against Basilâ€™s front quarters.  Basil screamed going down as Leryssa jumped free.  She tucked and rolled as a bear, white as the snow around it take Basil down with a bite from its massive teeth.  Blood painted the snow red.<br /><br />	â€œBasil!â€  Leryssa cried.  She watched the bear pull the still kicking horse away as her heart sank.  Then she saw it come back towards her.  It obviously thought that she would add protein to its meal.<br /><br />	â€œOh no!â€  She jumped to her feet and starting to run as fast as she could as the bear gained on her.  She knew that the slight training the Sentinels of Starâ€™s Rest gave her would not be enough to stop this bear.  For a weak moment, she thought that she would die at the claws and jaws of the bear before she noticed a rider coming over the ridge in front of her.  She didnâ€™t think she could reach the dark horse and its rider in time and since he wasnâ€™t moving to help her, she figured that he was just going to let it eat her.<br /><br />	A sudden purple mist wrapped around her and yanked her off her feet and towards the rider.  She gasped as the mist pulled her hard against his cold plate chest.  As soon as she hit, she felt a hot feeling in her veins and gasped opening her eyes out of reflex.  She heard the bear roar in pain but it was far away as her eyes take in who was holding her.<br /><br />	There was no hiding the fact that he was a Blood Elf.  His long, blond hair floated in the cold air behind him and his features were sharp but beautiful.  She had always heard that Blood Elves had bright, glowing green eyes, but whoever this was had glowing blue-green eyes.  She looked away and found herself staring at black plate armor that bore a birdâ€™s head on the front.  She looked down at the mount and realized that it was black as  deathâ€¦ like a Deathcharger.<br /><br />	This Blood Elf was a Death Knight.<br /><br />	â€œI, um, thank you sir.â€  Leryssa stammered.  She realized that he might not understand what she had just said.<br /><br />	â€œYou should be more careful miss.  You should not travel alone.â€  The Elfâ€™s cultured voice held a hint of an accent in his common.<br /><br />	â€œYou understand me!â€  Leryssa could not help but sound relieved.<br /><br />	â€œApparently I do, Lady Leryssa.â€  The Elf peered over the side where the bear had pulled Basil and sighed softly.  â€œStay here.â€  He dismounted from the Deathcharger and walked down the bank towards the remains.  He pulled his sword from his back, looking around for something or someone.  Finally, he knelt down by Basil and pulled off Leryssaâ€™s packs.<br /><br />	â€œSir! Please I wonâ€™t bother you anymore if you could just raise Bas-â€<br /><br />	â€œDeath Knights canâ€™t raise mounts for others.  We have only our mounts of which Bloodmist is mine.â€  The Death Knight said bringing the packs up to her.  She was just about to dismount when he trapped her legs between his mount and chest plate.<br /><br />	â€œWhere are you trying to go, Lady Leryssa?â€  He asked politely as he put the packs behind his saddle.<br /><br />	â€œI should let you go.  You probably have something else to do-â€  Leryssa paused.  â€œHow do you know my name?  Who are you?â€<br /><br />	The Blood Elf smiled at her and remounted behind her, holding her tightly against his chest before he turned his mount back the way he came.<br /><br />	â€œMy name is Koltira Deathweaver.  In addition, I must apologize for my tardiness.  I was busy elsewhere.â€  Koltira Deathweaver continued his mount going east while Leryssa fell silent.<br /><br />	Cyroris said that he had a problem with Elves.  Because he was a Blood Elf.  What was the Draenei thinking?  How could Koltira help her?  Would he even help her?  How did she know that he wasnâ€™t just taking her somewhere to kill her?<br /><br />	â€œLord Koltiraâ€¦ do you know my brother Thassarian?  Do you know where he is I mean.â€<br /><br />	â€œI remember the last time I talked to him he was heading towards Grizzly Hills.  We are going to talk to the Dragons, they should be able to help clarify matters.  In addition, I need to find out whoâ€™s hunting you and why.  My name is Koltira, no need for a title.â€<br /><br />	â€œAre you going to help me?â€  Leryssa asked and watched as he raised his eyebrow.  â€œI mean to find him.â€<br /><br />	â€œI suppose I could.  It seems that we both know a Draenei Death Knight that doesnâ€™t speak aloud.  Well she did ask me to help you.  I suppose I should have known you wouldnâ€™t wait for me.  You are like your brother.â€<br /><br />	â€œShe said that you wouldnâ€™t come near Starâ€™s Rest because of the Night Elves.â€  Leryssa muttered.<br /><br />	â€œSheâ€™s right,â€ Koltira said darkly.  He had no problem with Night Elf Death Knights, but he didnâ€™t care for the Race itself.<br /><br />	â€œOh umâ€¦ should I move behind you?  Would that be more comfortable?â€  Leryssa asked noting how close they were.<br /><br />	â€œAs a matter of factâ€¦â€  Koltira said with a chuckle and moved Leryssa so that she straddled his Deathcharger.  â€œThat is more comfortable for all of us.â€  She blushed crimson as his arm wrapped around her waist.  With sudden pressure to the sides of Bloodmist, they sped off towards the Wyrmrest Temple.<br /><br />                                                                                        ~*~<br /><br />	In the darkness of his office, Talbot glared into the distance.  How could Cyroris block him so well?  How could she hide Leryssa so well?  It had taken him several days to find out that the two of them had managed to get away from the Tundra.  The D.E.H.T.A. Elves had been rather helpful surprisingly when he asked about any unusual Death Knights running around.  The only one that came to mind for them had been a Draenei Death Knight that had a young woman trailing her.<br /><br />	It had taken Talbot hours to find out how they managed to get off the Tundra so quickly, finally figuring out that they used the sea, used the Draeneiâ€™s frost path to get around the most dangerous areas.  He figured that by the time he had actually figured out Leryssa was gone, they were half-way to somewhere.<br /><br />	But where would the Death Knight take a useless, non-experienced human girl?<br /><br />	Well Talbot didnâ€™t know, not yet.  There was one thing that he knew, if he could find her brother before she did, he could set up a trap and get her that way.  His spies didnâ€™t have a fix on Thassarian yet, only knowing that he was somewhere in the Grizzly Hills of Northrend.<br /><br />	What ifâ€¦ What if he could call Thassarian to Valiance Keep?  If he could hold the Death Knight here in the Keep, then Leryssa could be led into a trap.  But he would have to be careful, if not someone would figure out what he was doing.<br />]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 11 Feb 2010 19:39:47 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Entry 7</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[I haven't forgotten about you.  In addition to writing the stories I am also attempting to edit them so that the bold will be bold and the underlined, underlined.<br /><br />Well that and there's some downloads and internet issues.  But honestly I'm here.]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 13 Oct 2009 14:41:21 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Entry 6</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Eeep!<br /><br />Okies so I is a dummy.  You can say it.  I'm working on everything I can.  So I am, I nearly got the pictures done.  These pictures, the first ones will be subject to the approval of the Pantheon.  Rayden is really Renee's character.  You don't want to see how protective she is of him.  Swear I am still trying to figure out how she glued my calender pages like she did.  :-)<br /><br />Anyway, here is a teaser of From the Beginning.<br /><br />	Fog swirled around her, holding her tightly.  She could not see an inch in front of her face, nor could she feel anything.  Amanda supposed that she should feel afraid, but even that ability was taken away from her.  She watched the fog turn white as if there was light but something told her that the light was something she was creating and the fog belonged to her.<br /><br />	â€œHello?  Can anyone hear me?â€  Amanda tried.  She felt stupid.  This was her place she knew; no one else would be here.<br /><br />	I am here.  <br /><br />	Amanda paused looking around her.  She did not make up the voice.  Where had the voice come from?<br /><br />	From you.  We met a month ago.<br /><br />	Amanda paused.  Met a month ago?  She would remember if she was going mad.  Then again, how since she had been burned in the fire?<br /><br />	One month ago.  I am the snake that you saw.  Really, you have forgotten me already.<br /><br />	An image of the giant silver snake filled her mind.  Its headâ€¦ her head was the size of Rayden and her glowing blue eyes, as big as Amandaâ€™s torso.<br /><br />	â€œI remember you.  You were there when I fellâ€¦ but how did you come from me?â€<br /><br />	When a demi-immortal is given full godhood, the Source gives them someone to teach him or her how to use their powers.  We are bonded, life-long for all eternity.  Even when you marry.  My name is Sketch.  I have been looking for you in this fog for a month.<br /><br />	â€œSo youâ€™re my familiar?  Wait did you say a month?  Iâ€™ve been here a month?  Where is here?â€  Amanda felt confused.<br /><br />	I am something of a familiar yes.  However, I am more of a Companion.  Yes, you have been in this fog for a month.  This fog is the recesses of your mind, somewhere no one can go without your knowledge.  To the outside world, you are in a comatose state.  Now I have found you.  Moreover, I will lead you out.<br /><br />	â€œHow?  If I am the only one that can be found here, how will you lead me out?â€  Amanda said pausing in her steps.<br /><br />	Simple.  I will teach you how to get out of the fog.  Then you use your power to come back to the outside world.  We will work on your training when you are there.<br /><br />	â€œGreat.  Sounds easy.â€  Amanda knew that it was not as easy as it sounded.<br /><br />	You are right.  This is not as easy as it sounds.  I need you to concentrate.  I want you to think about clearing the fog.<br /><br />	â€œHey Sketch?  This may be a stupid question, but what am I supposed to control?  I feel the urge to create something but I donâ€™t know what.â€<br /><br />	The urge to create comes from your element.  We call that Creation.  You are one of three known Creation Goddesses left.  The urge to createâ€¦  That is extremely interesting.<br /><br />	â€œInteresting.  You bother me saying that.  Think about clearing the fog.â€  Amanda said as she stared at the Fog.  It was white and swirlingâ€¦ reminding her of a living curtain.  She thought about parting the curtain, like parting a wave.  As she did, the fog turned a deep, glowing blue and moved away.<br /><br />	Above her was a door.<br /><br />	Great!  Now since you have the urge to create, I want you to create a staircase moving upwards.  I need you to come back.<br /><br />	â€œAlright.  Here I come.â€  Amanda said with more bravery than she honestly felt.  She tried to picture a staircase, wooden and solid but found that she could not.  She tried again, settling into the picture of the staircase that was in her home.  She thought about wood grain, focusing it into her mind.  With an almost audible sound, the stairs started to form.  Amanda smiled, delighted like a child who just took their first steps and began to climb the stairs.<br /><br />	At first, the steps were wobbly, causing her to fall to her knees.  She climbed the stairs trotting up with the use of her hands.  As soon as she got half way, she realized that the stairs were crumbling.  She began to move faster up the stairs.<br /><br />	Hurry!<br /><br />	As she got to the fourth step from the end, steps three and two gave way and one was just barely holding on.  Amanda turned around and looked at the stairs; they were gone, lost in the fog.  She turned back to the door and with a gasp lunged for it.  She made it to the first step and grabbed the knob just as the first step gave way.<br /><br />	Hurry!<br /><br />	She turned the knob and collapsed inside as the stairs fell apart.  She opened her eyes, blinking at the bright lights.  She was lying under blankets.  There was a weird heavy feeling on her stomach.<br /><br />	Uh, do not lookâ€¦<br /><br />	Amanda blinked as the feeling of heaviness moved up her torso.  Two brown braids moved into her line of vision.  They were stiffâ€¦ like insect feelers.  It was then that an insectâ€™s head, a large lightning bugâ€™s head, came into view.  It waved its feelers as if to greet her.  For a long second she stared at it before opening her mouth.<br /><br />	And screaming.<br />]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 16 Sep 2009 02:50:10 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Entry 5</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[And I joined Facebook last night.  I haven't really anything to say.  So if I don't respond often, don't mind me.  I decided to join after finding out that I had more than one friend there.  And now I need to work on real life]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 17:40:06 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>An Update</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Sorry folks.  I didn't mean to keep you waiting.<br /><br />The first story to go up will be  <i>From the Beginning</i>.  Its not ready yet as I am only on Chapter 2.  I will probably try to post it all at once.  There will be more coming though.  Don't give up hope.  And in truth there are a couple of World of Warcraft fics hanging out there.]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 02 Sep 2009 06:31:42 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Zanferia's Solar System</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Location: The galaxy that houses Zanferia is one million six hundred fifty-eight thousand light years from the Milky Way Galaxy.  This Galaxy is called Blue Pegasus.<br /><br />Solar System: Zanferia is one of seven inhabitable planets that surround a large, young blue star.  The planets are as follows:<br /><br />Charatis: Closet to the star and the size of Mars.  Charatis is in a consist state of daylight as it spins too fast for there to be any night.  Charatis is inhabited by giant worms that burrow thru its sandy dunes.  These worms are covered in a steel-like plating that grows over time.  There is a humanoid rat race that makes their home in deep underground tunnels.  There are five moons that are never seen as their orbit takes them from North Pole to South Pole.<br /><br />Materises: Second closet to the star and the size of Earth.  Materises resembles Earth save that the water is acid-based.  Plants grow making Materises appear to be a paradise however the plants are also poisonous and cannot be touched.  The only fauna of this planet are Da'geans (acid-dragons) and Demonic Hinds.  This planet is a haven to the Creation Goddess Kit.  There are seven unnamed moons, which range between the colors from light purple to dark blue.<br /><br />Teriohsa: Third closet and the size of Venus.  Teriohsa is a water world with no landmasses.  There are several different species that live on the planet.  There are giant worms (possibly related to the worms of Charatis), a type of seahorse that is about twenty to thirty feet long.  There are several types of trilobites and fish.  This is haven for Oasis when she is not on duty.  There is one moon that glows red.<br /><br />Zanferia: Fourth planet from the Sun.  This planet is the easily three quarters the size of Earth's Sun.  Zanferia cannot support electronic devices due to extreme gravity.  Several different forms of life exist on this planet, including Dragons, Fairies, Fey, Merfolk, and a humanoid being known as D'asia/D'asian.  Plants range from poisonous to edible.  From shrubs to trees.  There are four moons, two of which always visible.  Each moon runs from silver to purple to blue.  The moons from closest to farest are Kalush, Tindel, Anorak, and Maritz.<br /><br />Naferia: Fifth planet from the Sun.  This planet is a third the size of Jupiter.  Naferia is a storm filled planet that has three continents that act more as islands than as fixed continents.  There are rare days when there are no storms in the atmosphere.  There are several forms of Elementals (most notable are the Storm Elementals- called Ankara).  There are three moons, created by Goddesses Kit and Renee to stabilize the planet's seas.  This planet is considered a haven to Renee, the Weather Goddess.<br /><br />Guardia: Sixth planet from the Sun.  This planet is the size of Neptune.  Guardia is a fire consumed planet.  The rivers are lava and the ground brimstone.  Demons find this place comfortable and other beings find it unbearable.  Several Dragons species live here as well as the rare Fircorn, a type of Unicorn that has a burning mane and tail.<br /><br />Uxorial: Seventh planet from the Sun.  This planet is the size of Neptune and completely covered in ice.  The ice is prized as there is enough energy inside one cube to power half of North America.  Uxorial is protected by types of Dragons that also feed off of energy and Kelpies.  Uxorial has no moons. <br />]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 03:54:13 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Entry 4</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[So now I have finished the prologue and chapter 1 of From the Beginning.  The story of Amanda who will become the Goddess of Creation and Protector of Zanferia.  Working on chapter 2 now.<br /><br />You know they always say that Anubis was a morbid character, but do we really know the Jackal-man behind the crown?<br /><br />*Points to self*  I weirdo.  *bows* I enjoy every moment of weirdness.<br /><br />Also, please be reminded, Mortal Kombat will always belong to Midway.  World of Warcraft will always belong to Blizzard.  <br /><br /><b>And so the Fandoms belong to their respected owners.</b>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2009 02:17:42 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Soloryn</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[<a href="javascript:openpopup('images/SolorynDrawn.jpg',1152,1493,false);"><img src="images/SolorynDrawn.jpg"  border=0" width=530" height=687></a><br /><br />I drew this picture for my friend Renee a.k.a. Soloryn.  She is also Sverha.  So tell me, what do you think?]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 04:35:17 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Entry 3</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Sorry everyone, I've been working on Kenexa and gathering everything.  I should update with stories really soon.<br /><br />Working on some things for Zanferia too.]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 22:16:07 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The World of Kenexa....</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Kenexa is a world, guarded and governed by a Pantheon of Gods, who live beyond the Veil of Souls.  The continued survival of Kenexa has always hindged on a set of Twin Gods, known as the Divine Twins, until betrayal killed them both and severed the Divine Bond.<br /><br />Now Kenexa is under attack and without the aid of her Divine Twins to hold up the Veil of Souls.  Those of the old Pantheon march against the new and a new war begins to rage.<br /><br />It's up to group of warriors, the misfits of their species to save the realm and raise the hidden Weather Goddess.]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2009 00:20:08 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Contact Me</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Need to ask me a question?<br /><br /><a href="mailto:Zanferia@gmail.com" target="_blank" >Zanferia@gmail.com</a><br /><br />Or you can find me on Live Messenger at<br /><br /><a href="mailto:DarkCreationGoddess@hotmail.com" target="_blank" >DarkCreationGoddess@hotmail.com</a>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 13:38:29 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Entry 2</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Today is my 24th birthday!  Yeah!  *cheers*]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 13:37:44 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Andy's Page</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[This Page belongs to my brother Andy who paints shields in every design.  Someday I hope to have him paint a shied that looks like the Coverts of the Alliance, design.]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 03:36:39 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Journal Entry 1</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Thanks to Renee, I have this website.  Thank goodness it's somewhat easy for me, I am a stupid person sometimes when it comes to computers.  And this kinda spells out what needs to be done.  Otherwise I annoy Renee.  (Poor Ren-girl I love her so)<br /><br />So as for personal information... yeah I'm not really big on sharing anything but the general things.<br /><br />Name: Amanda<br />Nickname: Kit<br />Favorite Things: Reading, Writing, Guild Wars, World of Warcraft, Drawing, Dragons, Wolves, Dogs, Cats, History, Mythology, Mortal Kombat, G.I.Joe, Family, Friends, Music (I could really go on for days).<br />Best Friends: Renee and Michelle<br />Favorite Song: I like too many to have just one. lol<br /><br />That's all the personal for me.  There will be more to come for the whole website.  I will get everything out there for you to see.]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 02:34:45 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Half-Finished Stories</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Are those that will probably never get done for some reason.  Maybe a comment or two will bring them back to life.]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 02:14:34 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Coverts of the Alliance</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[                                          <img src="images/Guild_Symbol.jpg" " width=89" height=91><br /><br />Welcome to the Coverts of the Alliance.  We are a Guild on the World of Warcraft Server, Nazgrel.  <br /><br />Led by Svelytha an'Lyth, the Lady of Cats, we are a Guild for those who wish to play for the fun of it.<br /><br />Click on a link below to find out more about us.]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 01:55:08 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Original Stories</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Because I have an active imagination, here is where I put down all my original stories and musings.<br /><br />Special Thanks to Renee and Michelle.  They put up with my weirdness.  ]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 01:43:20 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Art</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Because everyone wants to know what a Zanferian looks like, click on a link below.]]></description>
			<category>Art</category>
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			<author>Zanferia@aol.com</author>
			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 01:41:05 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Stories</title>
			<link>http://www.zanferia.prohosting.com/index.php?entry=entry090820-193604</link>
			<description><![CDATA[These links below are dedicated to the Realm of Zanferia.  <br /><br />Just click on any one of them below to read.]]></description>
			<category>Stories</category>
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			<author>Zanferia@aol.com</author>
			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 01:36:04 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Characters</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[To learn more about the leading characters of the Realm of Zanferia, just click on one of the four links below.<br /><br />The Bio Format for all the characters belongs to Renee Langan and is used with her permission.]]></description>
			<category>Characters</category>
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			<author>Zanferia@aol.com</author>
			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 01:33:35 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Information</title>
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			<description><![CDATA[Want to know about Zanferia's gravity?<br /><br />Click on About Zanferia.<br /><br />Want to know what the Dead Fairy Court is?<br /><br />Click on Species.<br /><br />Want to know what the marriage customs of the D'asia are?<br /><br />Click on Customs.<br /><br />How do you say hello in Etenari (Dragon)?<br /><br />Click on Language.<br /><br />To find out about Zanferia's Solar System?<br /><br />Click on Solar System.]]></description>
			<category>Information</category>
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			<author>Zanferia@aol.com</author>
			<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 01:31:12 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Welcome...</title>
			<link>http://www.zanferia.prohosting.com/index.php?entry=entry090820-141647</link>
			<description><![CDATA[To the Realm of Zanferia.  <br /><br />Its a Realm with mystery and magic, love and war, life and death.  This Realm is guarded by a Pantheon of Goddesses who once lived on Earth.  Here are their collections of stories, pictures, and general amusements.]]></description>
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			<author>Zanferia@aol.com</author>
			<pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2009 20:16:47 GMT</pubDate>
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