The nights shadow where cold around Naruon. He had only one hint that a spy was coming here for he had noticed something was moving in the trees “you are late” he said coldly. A werewolf slowly walked towards him causing Naruon to look surprised at him for to his knowledge all of his spies were of elven birth.

No werewolves lived of Elevnia but he remembered when he had led a group of armed men to search the realm for there kin. Finding them they slew them all so who was this werewolf to approach him.



When he stood before him, his words came coldly to the werewolf “name yourself but tell me what you have to do here for you know that I have distain against people after your army along with the armies of most of our allies fled back to there realms” the werewolf growled. He remembered the war “to tell truths you know we left after Michael announced your death but I am pleased to see your alive and well. My name is Wolf but a spy I am of yours” Naruon thought for a moment.

Not many of spies he had laid eyes upon for years for half of them rarely returned in person to give there information to him. Normally a scroll would be given to him with the information that spy had for him. Thinking that his information was of desire times he spoke “then Wolf tell me what has happened in the other realms” a short canine smile was on his lips.



He cleared his throat with growl and spoke thus “time has passed but my gaze has not faulted or neither has my tongue stopped it’s pursuit for knowledge. The realm of once the mad king is now ruled by Aragon” he nodded. He knew of him already but continued to listen to his words “they tell of him as a warlord who suppresses his lust for war, blood and battle but now he lies in his chambers mortally ill. His people whispered to me that his generals says that death surges as icy cold blood through him and that his only heir Ignatia has vanished from the realm. I sense that many fear if he does die and the princess has not returned” Naruon thought for a moment.

The words Ignatia when she had first spoke to him were true but Laraniel he would send word to asking her aid to heal him. Wolf continued “the realm of Vailiania is that of the vampires since there last human king was slain by them. My kin tell me of there plans which is that of confusion as it that of revenge against the truth of the past of black temple upon there kin. Near the fortress I went to hear that they have a vampire of immense power” Naruon thought for a moment. Time of ages pasted told tales of dark rituals performed by vampires and that once they lived in the temple. During the war they fought at night, draining the blood of there enemies. At that time Naruon knew there leader for he was the most powerful that he had ever seen, the name of Azul was that he was known off. Though one night Azul was found by him when he was wounded from Michael for he was limping if he remembered right for he had a crossbow bolt in his thigh. The last thing he remembered of him was his screams as his second in command, Darius had used some borrowed powers from the god light according to his men at the time there had been treachery as most of the vampires feared there leader strongly.



Naruon sighed before saying to him “this news is appreciated to me but where are” before he finished Wolf took a step forward. He meet his gaze with his own thinking of how much worry he had for his people for he by guess feared war with the humans once more. Wolf wished that he had not to tell him this now for he knew how much be stress but he needed to know “kill me if you must for your information that well harm you. Your other spies shall not return to you for they have no hearts left in which to keep there life force flowing round there body for the crimson serpent has devoured there hearts but worse your brother is in love with a human wench.”



Naruon moved away from him. His eyes filled with rage and disbelief, when he spoke it shook from hard to suppress “what you speak about my brother is treason! I shall not let you speak of it to any other souls for I shall slay you. He would not love a human after what they had done to all of us. Tell me of how you know of this information” he growled angrily “we want an end to this, an end to this peace to be broken at the whim of an insane god of light. I was in the imprisonment of the henchmen of the crimson serpent but a spy next to me was about to pass away he gave me his memories of what he had discovered in Fallean and Vailiania but soon after I escaped and he was taken away from the fellow prisoners” Wolf watched from the corner of his eyes as Naruon left him.

Alone he stood letting himself wonder of why Naruon was allowing him to leave alive when he heard his voice “leave my realm now for if I see your still here then I will slay you and send your head back to your master whoever they maybe.” he looked around, in the hope of seeing him but to both his eyes and his sense of smell he was no where near at this time. Thinking that lingering would not be a sound prospect of dying by Naruon so he ran off into the night so he may able to return to his home in Vailiania.



When he re-entered the hall he could not see a sight of his brother and his guest. Searching for Rilien had led him to the upper chambers. His mind was in turmoil for he needed to convince himself that what he had been told was not true. Finding a locked a door in the upper chambers which was were until some time past Kalian had locked herself in but now it was sealed once more. He heard muffled sounds from inside. With words that concealed his annoyance as he leaned against the door so he may hear what is happening within “brother, come I need to...speak with you.”



No answer came from him for he was being in passionate love with Ignatia. He had not even heard Naruon for he had been kissing Ignatia. Knowing his brother had shared thoughts about humans with the most of there people with very little exception of the fact that humans has caused half there kin to become dark elves and hatred towards any human. Naruon’s voice came from outside and yelled “Rilien!” this time hearing it he sighed and Ignatia removed her lips from him. She looked at him as he left her on the bed as he stood at the side. He glanced over his shoulder to see the disappointment on her face.

He walked towards the door, before she could ask him why he was leaving he said to her “my apologises, Ignatia. It seems that my brother needs me for something but I hope to return you soon my darling” he moved towards the door, turning the key to unlock the door.



Emerging from the chamber to see that his brother was moving down stairs with some haste in his movement “brother?” he called after Naruon’s retreating back. Naruon’s mind was filled with rage for he had heard all of what was done between he and Ignatia. If not for the war and hatred that now existed between the humans and the elvish races of his kingdom then maybe Rilien or himself would have married a child of the ruling family of Fallean which changed depending on the line of succession or assassination of line by power hungry warlords .

The royal family of Vailiania or when they existed as now at least to there knowledge there family no longer existed. As just one family ruling the realm from generation to generation. Many a time there own line would marry with strong elf houses to gain trust and continue there legacy for time to come. Their mother was one of such for she had been the daughter of the previous head of the realms spies and general of their army, Muxaln.

He would not take action while his mind was filled with rage for acting in that accord on this night would reap him only pain for himself. Naruon needed to think of a suitable punishment for his brother but for now he would leave him be for the time when he could strike against him for his betrayal.

When his brother had gone back down stairs to re-join the ball below him. Turning without any knowledge of what his brother was planning he re-entered the chamber to be with his lover Ignatia.



While Naruon was busy dealing with his love struck brother, Rilien. No had yet noticed that both Kalian and her friend Khan were missing from the hall. When kalian opened her eyes to see Morzan standing before she remembered seeing an image before he closed eyes and swore blind by the gods that she had seen a dark stone throne which was wrapped in dark ivy, thorns and looked long abandoned. Slowly she asked him “where is that throne room I just saw?.”

He blinked in surprise. Morzan had used his powers to transport them out of the hall without any others seeing them but while he had used powers he thought of his home. For a brief moment he would have made them appear in his home but upon noticing this he made them appear in a small garden at the back of the hall. Deciding to tell her the truth of what she had just seen, his words were clam as he spoke “what you saw was my home or at least part of it. I have not seen my home for many a year. I hope to return there soon and...” he paused for a moment. When he continued it came as a whisper “and...I hope you will accompany me” kalian gasped in surprise. She had not expected anything like this from Morzan. She knew of her feelings towards him but if he had any towards her was unknown to her.

Turning away from him, preparing to leave him. She felt his grip on her shoulder, she sharply spun back around to face Morzan “why do you...” he raised his hand in front of her face to silence her words. Kalian looked into his red eyes, which seemed to have a deeper inner glow of dark red. The first times she looked into them they seemed to be void of both life and emotion but now they seemed to be alive and filled with emotion which seemed to that of friendliness and love. Only when she had fallen silent he lowed his hand. He took a deep breath before quietly saying to her “why did I ask you? Many time I have had spent only the last few moments of the lives of mortal men and only fleeting moments when they passed me. Few mortals ever spoke to me and the only times I was ever appreciated me was when I aided the mages of humans” interest suddenly over came Kalian. She had heard of what the other the gods had done during the war but never any motion of a part if he played in the war.

Anaxis fought alongside the warriors of Fallean and Vailiania, rally them against the elves and terrifying their enemies with is overwhelming. Laraniel would aid the healers of the humans but she would not just heal the humans wounded, if she was able to she would heal their own wounded and would disguise herself as an elven archer and fight against the humans. Arandur along with his minions helped or at least tried to harm the vampires that attacked there camps of the humans at night. Amisius made the seas calmer for human ships making the arrive from Fallean and Vailiania in less than a week but made storms and treacherous seas for those ships of the elves and there allies. Such a storm created by the god caused the ship carrying Rilien to be shipwrecked of shore of Fallean and caused him to endure years of torture. Morhal used his abilities to keep the human realms in order while their leaders and armies where away. The other gods either fought on the battlefield or gave aid to the human army in some other way.



Kalian leaned closer to him “are you trying to say that you have...feelings for me?” Morzan stood shyly on his feet but raising his head from his gaze at the ground before them. He spoke quietly his reply “I know not of you share any for me being as I know so little about my life after my imprisonment but I know one thing. I am not of mortal birth and I am the god of death but I have never felt alive until I have I meet you. You have given my existence a reason and I” before he could say more, kalian hesitated before stroking his check.



She smiled at him “you have no need to say more for I have great affection for you” Morzan suddenly took hold of her. Holding her steeped to be standing on one foot with him leaning over her. He gave her a small laugh to see her smiling and at the way he felt holding her and he could feel his powers flowing through his veins, he could also feel the heart beat



Far across the sea from Elevnia, Arandur smiled. He had used his powers through this crystal ball to locate Morzan. With foolishness Morzan’s use of his powers had benefited Arandur into finding where he hid from. He laughed called at what the crystal ball showed him “of what manner you act, out of all of you I caught originally you hid your powers better but now you have foolish led me right to you” narrowing his eyes he noticed why Morzan had used his powers upon this night. Though the island of which Arandur lived was under is control he preferred daylight on his island as much as possible as it was the time where his powers where strongest.

It was not approved for the gods to fall in love with mortals for their leader Morhal had told them that love between could not exist and would be punished if he ever discovered it. Arandur knew with out being near him that he was in love with this mortal woman he kissed passionately.



Summoning a broom out of fin air in his hand. He knew that this was the way of travel for warlocks and witches but this way he should not be detected by any of the hidden gods that were in Elevnia so may deal with Morzan on his own. Arandur looked forward to confront Morzan “I should have removed your arms and legs for what you have done to me but do not worry I will not make your woman suffer...much” as he mounted his broomstick .

It had been a while since he had either travelled by broom or to Elevnia. According to Morhal, the leader of the gods until his imprisonment and the war made Anaxis the leader of the gods upon the field of battle. He had told them all that they were forbidden to fall in love mortals for it was believed that it would only cause discontent and lust in amongst them. If any of them were to do so then the consequences would be dire for them both, the god/goddess and their mortal lover or lovers.

The skies for the most part should be clear on the way to Elevnia but going from daylight to night may prove troublesome. He was flew forwards towards the realm where Morzan hid with all haste so he can deal with him once and for all.