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		<title>Abbot Eventide: Created page with &quot;'''Title: Chapter Five - The Fallen Elder '''  '''Author: The Amanuensis '''   Utter chaos filled the  tiny, wooden frame  that housed these  Brethren of Light.   Words, even ...&quot;</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Created page with &amp;quot;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Title: Chapter Five - The Fallen Elder &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;  &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Author: The Amanuensis &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;   Utter chaos filled the  tiny, wooden frame  that housed these  Brethren of Light.   Words, even ...&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;'''Title: Chapter Five - The Fallen Elder '''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
'''Author: The Amanuensis '''&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Utter chaos filled the &lt;br /&gt;
tiny, wooden frame &lt;br /&gt;
that housed these &lt;br /&gt;
Brethren of Light.  &lt;br /&gt;
Words, even &lt;br /&gt;
obscenities, ricocheted &lt;br /&gt;
off the closing walls, &lt;br /&gt;
impaling Niltsiar.  Yet &lt;br /&gt;
he stood, unwavering.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tanthazarus finally &lt;br /&gt;
spoke.  &amp;quot;How dare ye, &lt;br /&gt;
Niltsiar!?  How dare &lt;br /&gt;
ye do such a thing?!&amp;quot;  &lt;br /&gt;
The Brethren, still in &lt;br /&gt;
awe that they had &lt;br /&gt;
been betrayed, argued &lt;br /&gt;
amongst themselves.  &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Here be the tome &lt;br /&gt;
which shall show thy &lt;br /&gt;
Brethren the true &lt;br /&gt;
nature of their Lord &lt;br /&gt;
Sovereign!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
He flung open the &lt;br /&gt;
doors of the armoire &lt;br /&gt;
on the west wall, and &lt;br /&gt;
there, amidst a small &lt;br /&gt;
pile of clutter, lay the &lt;br /&gt;
parchment addressed &lt;br /&gt;
to Niltsiar, and signed &lt;br /&gt;
by Silvaria, with &lt;br /&gt;
whom he were just &lt;br /&gt;
caught entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As the Brethren &lt;br /&gt;
gathered around, &lt;br /&gt;
reading for &lt;br /&gt;
themselves the words &lt;br /&gt;
which sealed &lt;br /&gt;
Niltsiar's fate, the &lt;br /&gt;
cries of protest and &lt;br /&gt;
outrage grew louder, &lt;br /&gt;
until all could be &lt;br /&gt;
heard, but none &lt;br /&gt;
understood.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Finally, from the &lt;br /&gt;
very back of the room, &lt;br /&gt;
a voice commanded, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Silence!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
It was that of Ieon &lt;br /&gt;
Fallhammer, Erudite &lt;br /&gt;
to Sir Chalen.  He rose &lt;br /&gt;
quite well to the task &lt;br /&gt;
of a commander in his &lt;br /&gt;
mentor's absence.  &lt;br /&gt;
Glancing at the &lt;br /&gt;
Jabbress, he ordered, &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Take her prisoner!  Do &lt;br /&gt;
not let her escape!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
With shocked faces &lt;br /&gt;
and broken hearts, a &lt;br /&gt;
few nearby managed &lt;br /&gt;
to subdue the raging &lt;br /&gt;
Jabbress.  She &lt;br /&gt;
struggled violently, &lt;br /&gt;
but finally gave in to &lt;br /&gt;
the pressure of the &lt;br /&gt;
daggers at her sides.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I have proof of &lt;br /&gt;
Sovereign's innocence!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
Ieon proclaimed.  &amp;quot;I sat &lt;br /&gt;
here, in this very &lt;br /&gt;
room, hiding while I &lt;br /&gt;
practiced my skills...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
The room drew eerily &lt;br /&gt;
silent.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I witnessed the true &lt;br /&gt;
Traitor.  I saw him as &lt;br /&gt;
he planted the &lt;br /&gt;
evidence against &lt;br /&gt;
Sovereign.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
From across the room, &lt;br /&gt;
Tanthazarus glared &lt;br /&gt;
deep into the very soul &lt;br /&gt;
of his soon to be &lt;br /&gt;
accuser.  He took a &lt;br /&gt;
small amount of &lt;br /&gt;
pleasure in watching &lt;br /&gt;
Ieon squirm, restling &lt;br /&gt;
the thought of &lt;br /&gt;
whether to go forward &lt;br /&gt;
with the accusation he &lt;br /&gt;
was about to make.&lt;br /&gt;
Ieon's eyes, for a split &lt;br /&gt;
second, shifted to the &lt;br /&gt;
near corner of the &lt;br /&gt;
room, admiring the &lt;br /&gt;
way his brothers held &lt;br /&gt;
Silvaria fast.  &lt;br /&gt;
Finally, his &lt;br /&gt;
eyebrows lowered, he &lt;br /&gt;
returned the old &lt;br /&gt;
mage's deathly stare.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;The true Traitor is &lt;br /&gt;
Tanthazarus.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Lies!  Ye speak &lt;br /&gt;
nothing but damnable &lt;br /&gt;
lies!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
At that moment, all &lt;br /&gt;
who were skilled in &lt;br /&gt;
the art of magery &lt;br /&gt;
began to call upon the &lt;br /&gt;
arcane.  Tanthazarus &lt;br /&gt;
had lost his bid for &lt;br /&gt;
the Sovereignship, and &lt;br /&gt;
Silvaria had witnessed &lt;br /&gt;
the entire thing.  &lt;br /&gt;
Worse yet for him, &lt;br /&gt;
Tanth also lost his &lt;br /&gt;
life, for even he could &lt;br /&gt;
not escape the room &lt;br /&gt;
full of furious &lt;br /&gt;
Brethren.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Niltsiar finally &lt;br /&gt;
spoke, but only in the &lt;br /&gt;
short, broken &lt;br /&gt;
sentences he could &lt;br /&gt;
muster.  His closest &lt;br /&gt;
friend and lifelong &lt;br /&gt;
compatriot had &lt;br /&gt;
betrayed him.  &amp;quot;Away &lt;br /&gt;
with thee!  Never &lt;br /&gt;
return!&amp;quot;  His voice &lt;br /&gt;
faltered as he &lt;br /&gt;
screamed at the corpse &lt;br /&gt;
of the former Elder.  &lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I BANISH THEE!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The ghost of &lt;br /&gt;
Tanthazarus uttered &lt;br /&gt;
not a sound as he &lt;br /&gt;
floated through the &lt;br /&gt;
door, away from the &lt;br /&gt;
home that he'd always &lt;br /&gt;
known.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;lt;!-- Future Categories:  --&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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