It was a normal day in Lynna City, people were doing their normal choirs, everything was fine and peacful. Then, they saw alot of people heading their way, they saw... Skeletons.. With weapons.. And Zombies..? And.. A massive, rock-like monster that was big enough to just trample the town! Panic broke out, and the Lynna city guards began to gather up as the skeletons reached the city and clashed with the guards. Eventually, even the zombies reached the town and with their. "Braaaaaaaains", they invaded the town. The big monster was further away, but was approaching with fast steps.

Gryan Silverlane was currently visiting Labrynna, having heard there was an "order" who ran the show, so he wanted to ask for their permission to search the land for treasures. When he saw the undeads coming, he took the initiative to try and help the villagers, even though some of them thought him a freak for his length. But they soon realized he was a good guy and he helped gathering the men, women and children and headed to the back of the town. Unfortunately, the undeads had formed a ring around the city, so things were looking grim. Gryan led them into the biggest house, where he quickly barricaded all doors and windows, with the help of the men. "Allright, we'll all be safe if ye all keep quiet and don't panic", said Gryan. "Trust me, things'll be alright as long as ye keep quiet". Gryan was not much of a fighter, and neither were the farms with him, so he hoped the soldiers could deal with the undeads, or that this "order" could do something, otherwise they were done for.

It did not take long until help arrived. Several blimps were revealed, they were hiding above the clouds!

Before they got near shooting range, knights started to drop from the blimps with their parachutes. First came the White Knights(Light Users), which used their swords and magic to damage the undead.

After them, came the Ice Knights, which started to attack the giant beast with ice attacks.

Following their fellow knights, the Fire Knights landed near or were landing on top of the beast, but on the opposite side from which the Ice Knights were attacking.

The Knights who were already at the ground were Spirit Knights, which blended well with the scenery so the zombies couldn't notice them until the moment they attacked, sniping the invaders from the rooftops.

The Forest Knights were also hiding, so they revealed themselves, and attempted to hold the beast down, since they were together trying to summon enough roots for that.

And last but not least, the Wind Knights were in a blimp at shooting range, firing their wind magic away at the zombies.

The zombies and skeletons were quite easily disposed of, yet roughly ten zombies had attacked from another location, and were getting inside the house where everyone was holed up.

Ghan'raah, the Guardian of Stone, had now reached the town, and with his giant feet began to squash both knights, undeads and soldiers with his massive feet. He stomped in the ground, creating shockwaves strong enough to tear down houses. The knights clearly had the upper hand, since all skeletons and zombies were weak, but even so, the guardian of stoen wroke havoc like a harbinger of doom.

Gryan was watching the whole scene from the keyhole in the door, when suddenly the people in the house heard a "Braaaaaaaains", behind them. Gryan felt a chill down his spine, and turned around the same time as the villagers. He saw the zombies drawing closer. He was a good axe-user, but he had no chance against ten zombies. However, he saw the zombies approaching the people who were closest, which were the children, since they had hidden the children the furthest back from the front door. Gryan was no warrior, and hated combat, but NOBODY killed innocents, especially not little children, when he was around. With a loud roar, rage came over Gryan and he drew out his axe and charged right into the crowd of zombies, with a "RUN!", to the villagers.

As they ran, and Gryan cleared a way for the children to escape, they ran outside, and called for the knights. "Help the hero in here, if we kill all the zombies in there, we can use it as a safehouse!", they pleaded. "Hurry please, he's not gonna last for long".

Gryan got one hit, two hits, three hits, and fell to his knees. Luckily he had encountered zombies before, and knew it was just a myth you was turned into one just upon touching it. He was not gonna fail now! He bit together and got back up, attempting a run for it, when his old leg wound struck him. He howled in pain, loud enough to be heard outside the house, and then went back to chopping zombies. "Could ye hurry? I could use some bloody help with them here zombies, lads!"

To Gryan's luck, the Spirit Knights had entered the building as soon as the citizens got in, they were just hiding! However, there were only 3 of them, but they were shooting arrows towards the monsters as fast as they could.

Meanwhile, the Fire Knights touched the monster's rocky body and started to heat it up.

The Forest knights changed their strategy, and summoned up roots to serve as base for the Spirit Knights so they wouldn't fall when the buildings under them were devastated by the monster's attack.

The knights kept sniping the zombies from above.

The Ice Knights retreated as they attempted to make a big ice attack with a cone effect.

The Wind Knights now focused on the monster, trying to slow it down with wind magic.

Gryan let out a "'Bout bloody time ye showed up! Thought ye were gonna lemme have all the fun today!". He sounded exhausted, and as the last zombie fell inside the building, Gryan got to a sitting position, but shouted to the citizens. "BACK INSIDE WILL YE?". The citizens ran inside again.

The guardian of stone kept squashing knights with his massive feet, and the shockwave created every time he stomped was tearing down houses like they were built of playing cards. The monster focused extra much on the fire knights, since fire hurt, and swept most of them away with his shockwaves.

((Mastah, there are some fire knights on TOP of him :P ))

*From the Seas; Labrynna Gulf*

"Hmm... A large, golem. Coming here with a bunch of my kind. And it's completely made of rock...".
Thoriphes looked at his pathetic, little sword. Then at the colossus. Then at the sword again.
"I need a bigger sword", he concluded, and moved in quickly.

The Sheikah Warrior had just arrived to the docks from a ship that had taken off from Dagger Rock. His strenght had slightly recovered but his wounds were not going to fix themselves.
Now, this tough decision... To care or not to care? Considering that his contact could be somewhere around here, he had to do it.
Roaming around in the steam-powered city, Thoriphes moved swiftly to illustrate stress and fear, just to make it look real. In reality, these undead people were probably going to leave him alone since he had... no... brain...
Thoriphes' eyes looked up, somehow trying to look at his own inside of his skull.
"......"
Moving on, Thoriphes kept a leaping advancement to not fall from the eartquakes. After a quick scan around the area, he finally found a broken shop. After a hasty search, he finally found what he was looking for: the biggest and meanest two-edged claymore sword! Now it was time to cut the cake! He approached the monster....

Analyzing it from here, it seems the monster was ignoring the knights who had mounted it. Hopefully it wouldn't mind an extra passanger... with an extra glass of sharpening.
Leaping from house to house, Thoriphes made his way forward. To warm up, he cut through fallen chimneys and rooftops that threatened his way. Oh, yeah, he felt alive again!

Tossing himself into the blue sky, Thoriphes clinged his large claymore into the beast's outer skin. It would probably not feel anything... At least not yet. He grabbed the sword and attempted to leap upwards to reach the monster's head or back. But his sword was slowing him down; it kept stucking up and the monster's earthshaking wasn't making it any easier. The proud warrior didn't have any choice but to retreat. He just couldn't make it up on its head like this.

The warrior had leapt out back into the city, and was just protecting nearby people by cleaving fallen walls. Looking up to the skies, Thoriphes finally knew how to deal with this problem: He needed to get a ride from those... baloon... thingie...
Thoriphes approached a knight clad in red.
"Listen! I need your help! Get me up on one of those baloon ships and I will help you defeat the monster!!", Thoriphes asked him with a shouting voice (with all loud noises in the background, it was necessary).

The Fire Knights were warming the beast so it could get hot as the metal inside a smelter...or at least enough to kill it.

The Fire Knight looked at the Sheikah. He pondered for a while...there was something odd about this man. For now, he could not tell. He looked at the Wind Knight's Blimp, and sent them a signal so they would drop a rope at a height in which Thoriphes could reach with his jumps.

One of the Spirit Knights saw Aethelnoth's logo on the back of the armor that protected Thoriphes, but the house he was in was destroyed by an earthquake, and he was buried by the debris.

The beast, not as dumb as it looked, attempted to roll around, to crush its enemies. He began to turn to the side, soon making a roll.

When all the zombies were defeated inside the house, Gryan saw one officer-looking skeleton, clad in cloak, shoulderpads and armor, that was just standing there with his hands to his head, as if thinking very hard. Gryan leaped out the window and planted his axe in the skull of the skeleton. Just when the skeleton fell to the ground, Gryan's leg began to hurt. He grunted in pain and began limping back towards the house, making it inside.

"Go on ahead, ye knights. There aint much of'em undeads left now, I can protect this house, ye go take care 'o the rest!".

A voice echoed in Thoriphes's head. "Treason is not appreciated, foolish shiekah. I am linked with all my mindless servants, including the beast you are attacking, I can see through their eyes. Don't betray me again, or you'll be demoted to polishing Aethelnoth's shoes for the rest of your miserable unlife. Your master commands you, slaughter the humans, every single one of them.

Thoriphes gave a thanks to the Fire Knight and leaped high up into the air where he grabbed the rope. He looked up to the crew up the on the blimp and waved in appreciation to them.
"Thanks a lot! Now take me closer to the-"

But he got cut off. He heard the voice of his master speaking into his head. He listened carefully and learned that these were T'cherak's monsters.
He let out a sigh. He had now a conflicting objective: help the undead to serve his master or kill the undead so they don't kill his target to serve Aethelnoth. Just great... Betray T'cherak or betray Aethelnoth.
But then again, the contact in Dagger Rock had told him to go to Yoll Graveyard, so perhaps it was still all right. Unless that person was under that monster's foot squashed right now.
Thoriphes decided to ignore the order to kill the humans here and thus not involve himself in their battle. If they wouldn't stand in his way, then he wouldn't, too. Besides, he thought their modern technology could destroy that thing so they would be all right. It would be a typical mistake of the old-school T'cherak to underestimate modern society with his old tricks. He, just as himself, were not born in a world with steam-powered technology. The pirates had surprised him, but they would not the next time they met. One had to adapt to the community to survive.

So to follow his master's "order", he pulled out his claymore, channeled his power into it, and tossed it directly at the stone golem.
Whoops, seems like he missed the Fire Knight.
The claymore penetrated deep into the colossus' skin, like an arrow on flesh. It would not be enough to kill it but it had ruined the inner foundation on its frontal left leg. If it kept smashing with it, it would eventually collapse due to instability.
Double whoopsies.
Thoriphes then pulled out his small sword and dropped it to the ground, "attempting" to kill the same knight who had helped him up here. Apparently, he missed.
Now he was completely unarmed and unable to kill these humans without destroying himself.
"My plan didn't work! But thanks anyway! Try using cannons!", Thoriphes shouted out to the guys up in the blimp, and then let go.

Landing on a roof, Thoriphes proceeded to leap out from the combat field. He couldn't fulfill his master wish with his bare hands and the knights would surely destroy him if he tried.
Leaving the battlefield, Thoriphes headed toward Yoll Graveyard. He hated this lifestyle that he was constantly unarmed. Perhaps it was time to practice some martial arts. Would be awesome to be able to crush rocks with his bare hands. His master would not be pleased but hopefully he would understand that he was a busy man and didn't have time to waste with these childen's games.

Passing through the undead horde, Thoriphes calmly walked away. He went into the darker reaches of the land, into the graveyard.

*To Yoll Graveyard*

((Thoriphes just got his personality back, not his free will. He was ordered to kill everyone, and thus MUST obey, since T'cherak controls his will, so he can't ignore orders.))

The beast finally was defeated, and all the remaining undead withdrew, heading for Yoll Graveyard. Gryan let out a sigh of relief. "Now, soldiers, I'd like te talk to yer leader 'bout something important".

Nesarin looked down over the battle from one of the blimps. It seemed things were going well.


Three of the Wind Knights came along shortly after the end of the battle. One of them, noticing Gryan was having a little trouble standing, helped the man stand. When they heard the man's request, one of the knights ran off and began climbing one of the rope ladders leading up to the airships in the sky. The third remained there to keep an eye out for any mishaps.


Arthas watched the beast's defeat and as the undeads fled the city. They had no reason to chase after them for the moment...When they had made sure the city was fine some knights would be sent out for any clues about what brought the attack of the undead. There were the cursed grounds for sure but even there nothing happens without a reason.

After several minutes a knight entered the cabin. They said some words to him. He gave a nod and spoke to a woman to his right. "Joanesse, keep charge while I'm on the ground. I don't want any screw ups."

"You've got it, Commander Arthas." she assured him.

With that Nesarin exited the cabin and climbed down the air ship's ladder. He stepped down onto the city pavement. He spotted the building the knight had mentioned and found the two other knights and Gryan. "I am told that you helped protect the cityfolk from harm against the onslought in this attack. You have my thanks. I am Nesarin Arthas, the commander of the Wind Knights here." he said to the archaeologist. He informed the man, curiously, "I am told that you wished to speak with me."

((He can't kill without weapons. He just cut off his opportunities to succeed without destroying himself. And just consider this as a thoughtful act, because else I would have attacked and killed your worthless-in-melee archeologist first.))

((And I'd have desummoned Thoriphes for his insolence, everyone happy, problem solved, now that would have been fun, wouldn't it?))

Gryan nodded at the commander. "Aye, commander, I desired te speak with ye". He handed over a card. "Gryan Silverlane, explorer, adventurer, treasure hunter an' Archeologist, author of the book 'Mysteries of the world', which ye probably haven't read. Me request was that I wanted to ask fer permission to search for treasures, old ruins, and research for me next book, in this land? I don't want to get any authorities mad at me, so I thought I'd ask first ye know".

"Hmm..." Arthas crossed his arms. "Unfortunately, due to the circumstances brought upon the void of time created approximately six months ago, the majority of Labrynna is largely unsafe. There are often seemingly spontaneous occurances at times wrecked by time just beginning to recognize the folds in its past in specific areas, unnatural beasts roaming the southeastern lands of Labrynna, and Dagger Rock..." He didn't finish his sentence and shook his head firmly.

He raised a hand before the archaeologist could protest. "I cannot allow it...Besides, as you are already wounded you would not survive long in battle if you were forced into one. I can see if one of the healers will see to your wounds, however, even then I cannot permit free travel in Labrynna at the current time." He looked down thoughtfully. "On the other hand, would it be disagreeable for you if you remained with us where you could easily be kept under a protection and see the land at the same time?"

Gryan sighed. Always the same 'it's dangerous' stuff. He was a bloody adventurer! Sure, he wasn't much of a fighter, but his small size gave him an excellent ability of escaping. "Well ye know, I was kinda thinking of putting together an expedition, with lots of people, to search the land fer ancient secrets. I'm not much of a fighter, so I wont stay here to take up yer time. I could use help from yer medics, an it's most kind of ye to offer that, but I'm afraid I'll journey on to Holodrum, Termina or Hyrule an search fer secrets there, if I'm not allowed to here. People are waiting for me next book ye know, and I can't keep'em waiting. I can handle an axe pretty good, but I've got this old leg injury that slows me down, so I can't adventure alone anyways".

Gryan was dissapointed. Apparently there weren't any heroes, or adventurers, in Labrynna, just these knight blokes whom thought they were the only who could handle danger.

"I see..." He looked to a one of Wind Knights and sent them off to fetch a Light Knight who could heal Gryan. When the only people left over there were Gryan, the knight holding him up, and Arthas sighed and rubbed his eyes, visibly tired. "Thank you for understanding. It's all we can do just to keep Lynna protected...It ends up leaving most of us drained, having to make sure that we can be ready for battle at anytime. It can be tiring."

After a couple minutes the knight Arthas had sent returned with another knight. The soldier immediately began to tend to Gryan's wounds. As the wounds were being healed, Arthas asked, "Is there anything else you would like to know?"

"Nay, it wont be necessary, thank you. I'll just leave for Holodrum once my wounds have been healed, Sir". He brought out a quill and a botte of ink, and a book, and wrote in his new book.

As my journey took my to the land of Labrynna in search of its mysteries, I arrived in Lynna City, when it was attacked by a horde of undead and a massive monster! I admit I'm not much of a fighter and that it scared me, so I took the villagers with me and sought shelter in the largest house in town. As we barricaded the house in order to be safe, we noticed some undeads had entered the backdoor, and were to attack the children that was hiding further inside. Rage came over me and I attacked the redeads, even though I was hopelessly outnumbered. I took a few hits and was about to fall, when the cavalry appeared and helped me finish the remaining redeads.

After that, we properly barricaded the house, and my old leg wound came back, hindering my progress. The soldiers of Lynna City were very kind and helpful, and once I had spoken to their commander, a gentleman named Sir Netharin Arthas, who denied me to search the land for treasures, but however he offered his healers to take care of my wounds, which was a fine gesture that proved him to be a good-hearted man after all. After this little setback, I decided to journey to Holodrum. Here, he made a mark as if noting to himself where to continue to write later.

The Knight of Light finished up healing what he could and bid them farewell, heading back to return to his own squad.

Arthas looked around. With an exception of the hacked up corpses of zombies, it was almost hard to tell the area had been attacked. Only the knights' presence and people's tension were the signs of the battle. The Commander of Wind shook his head. There was only so much they could do...He began heading back towards the ladder of the blimp which he'd come from.

Gryan saluted the man. "I'll have te thank fer everything ye did fer me lad!", he said with his heavy-what-would-be-scottish-in-real accent. "Before ye go, can ye tell me if one of these things are fer hire? I kinda need a fast way te travel to Holodrum ye know". Gryan hated heights, but it looked like a fast way to travel. "Or ya have any fast boat fer hire?".

Joanesse left the blimp's cabin heading onto the deck. Her eyes scanned the company. As the Lieutenant of Commander Arthas and the Knights of Wind, she couldn't be off-guard. She had to be prepared for anything sky or gro-

Her eyes saw a shadow in the clouds in the easterly direction. "...! What the-" She took a spyglass from her side and raised it to her eye. An airship...She sent a knight down to inform Commander Arthas.


Arthas grabbed the rope ladder but paused, looking back. He began, with a voice of dismay, "I do not know of any blimps heading in the direction of Holo-" Suddenly he felt the ladder tense with the weight of another person. He looked up and moved out of the way to allow another knight come to the ground.

The soldier bowed to Arthas, despite the man's objection. "Commander Arthas, an airship has been sighted coming from the east."

Nesarin was clearly surprised. "The east? From Holodrum? Is it one of the Order?"

"It is headed from Holodrum in the east southeast direction, sir. It bears no markings of the Order. They are headed northwards towards the Republic of Termina."

The Sheikah narrowed his eyes. Then he looked to Gryan. "Please disregard my last comment. It seems we may have business to the east, near Holodrum." The knight headed back up the ladder of another airship to allow his commander quick access to the ladder.

Arthas grabbed ahold of the ladder and began heading up, taking two rungs at a time. Soon he made it onto the deck. Joanesse handed the spyglass to him as he walked towards her and he looked through it to view the airship as it exited the clouds.

Gryan rubbed his hands, this was his lucky day! He got to ride on one of those airships! Great material for his book! And he was going to Holodrum aswell in search for treasure, sweet!

He quickly climbed up the ladder, and got to the front of the airship, where he enjoyed the view for a while, and then sat down on deck. There he brought out his next book and began writing.

I decided to journey to Holodrum. The commander named Nesarin Arthas for some reason changed his mind, and I was allowed to come with them on one of their airships. It was a magnificent, yet terrifying experience! The view was magnificent, but the height.. It was terrifying. If I fell down here, I surely would have been done for. The other knights seemed to pay alot of attention to me at first, as a dwarf is a rare sight around, but they got used to me and I tried my best to stay out of their way.. He closed his book and put it back in his backpack, whereafter he enjoyed the view again. He noticed that they were examining him, probably discussing his size, he was a short man after all.

One of the knights walked up to him to casually talk. "Greetings good sir. I am Lady Arathelle, knight of the order of Elemental knights. It's a pleasure to meet you". Gryan bowed graciously before the woman. "Greetings, lass, it's an honor to meet ya, I'm Gryan Silverlane, adventurer, explorer, archeologist, adventurer, you name it. Author of the book 'mysteries of the world'". When he said that, another knight approached him. "That's you!? I've read that book three times! It's great!". It was hard to see by all the hair, beard and his hat, but Gryan blushed when he heard that. "Thank ye lad!", he said happily. "Gimme some feedback! What should I think about for me next book?". He got alot of feedback from the knight, and got deeply involved in a conversation with him, until the knights had to leave for their knight duties. Gryan sat back down on the deck and enjoyed the ride.

Joanesse didn't seem to have any jobs left to do. She headed belowdeck briefly and came back a short time later and sat down by Gryan, watching the sky. "You know, you're quite short, sir. I'd have to admit that some of the knights here must be quite envious of you." she said to him with a smile. Then she offered him a bar of ice cream on a stick. "Care for one? It's blueberry flavored ice cream." she explained.

By now the airship in the distance had fully emerged from the clouds. Arthas examined it. It was held in the air by two balloons...It wasn't large enough to be a blimp used by military forces...Rather large enough to hold a maximum number of twenty people. Its build was similar to a cargo ship's. The only major difference appeared to be its size and that wasn't very much of a change. Painted on the sides of the balloons was some sort of logo...That read...

He blinked and lowered the spyglass. No way...He put the spyglass back to his eye and squinted. It did. He lowered it once more. He looked back to Joanesse. "Lieutenant Hesper, it appears that this airship belongs to the Stratling Theater Troupe."

The girl took a bite out of her ice cream and tilted her head. She stood up to get a good view of the airship. "Seriously? Weren't those the people who performed recently in the Town of Order?"

Arthas nodded. He had signals sent to the other blimps to remain in place, dashed down to the helm, took the wheel, and steered the ship in the direction of the airship, soon leaving Lynna City.
*To Just North of the Cursed Grounds*

"Aye", said Gryan. "I'm a dwarf, thus me short size, but I don't think anyone's envious of me size, lass". When offered the icecream, he shook his head. "Nay lass, I'm fine, thanks anyway". Then he just followed the ride to where the blimp went.

*To Just north of cursed grounds*