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'''Title: The Tale of Wulfsblade '''

'''Author: Guardian '''

No doubt only a few
of you have ever
heard the name
Wulfsblade ever
mentioned,for the
seas have forgotten
the legendary blade,
forged by a god in all
his glory. The god
Aaragon. Lord of the
Light, title of the Lord
himself. The god was
wise to create
Wulfsblade, for the
blade chose it's own
wielder, the wielder
would be found by the
blade, not the blade
finding the wielder.

''Chapter One:''
''-The Forging-''

The Gods called a
council. This council
found what they
needed, discussed
their topics, and found
what could be called
the truth. It was in
the Thousandth Life,
the period a million
years after the birth
of the ancients. The
Seventh Great War
had begun. The
forces of
Baka'arra'alamon had
gathered in numbers
never before seen.
Millions of orcs,
thousands of liches,
and ten-score that
many skeletal
wariors. In this age,
the elves, dwarves,
and ancients united, to
speak with the gods,
and destroy this great
evil. Their cross bred
races were created of
this, the creed signed
that none of them
should ever wreak
havoc upon another.

With this treaty,
there came the
creation of a new race,
called infidels by the
elves, and weaklings
by the dwarves. So
came humanity. The
ancients bore a close
resemblance to
humans, but the
ancients had very
intense eyes, unlike
humans, who had dull
eyes in comparison.

However, this new
race could choose it's
side. Some sided with
darkness, but many
sided with light. Still,
the war would not be
won by those who
aided it alone. So the
gods met. The forging
of the seven legendary
blades began. From
Huralen, Lord of the
Storm, came
Windsknife, a power
ful blade possesing
the powers of a
storm. Brelaar, Lord
of the Ice, forged
Coldedge. This blade
possesed all the
powers of the frozen
north. From
Gurraaar, Lord of the
Flame, came
Blazesword, a blade
with the power of the
raging inferno. So
came Seablade,
Lightedge, and
Darkblade, from their
respective lords.

However, the final
forging came from
Wulfen. The other
gods began to watch
with mounting
anticipation. After a
decade of the fighting
had passed, the final
blade was made.

Wulfsblade emerged
from the forge.
Always it would find
it's wielder, just as
the other swords
would. Wulfsblade
possesed all the
powers the Lord of the
Wolf held, from the
knowledge and sight,
to the unbridled
power. It was called
the head sword,
because not only did it
embody all the powers
the Lord of the Wolf
had placed into it, but
he had spent those
years gathering the
magic of the other
Lords. It was to be
handed through a
family, for years and
years, until it was no
longer needed. And so
it came, the birth of a
legend. And so
entered the fray,
Wulfsblade.

''Chapter Two:''
''-The Battle-''

As the swords entered
the fray, the tides
began to turn. The
ancients, who wielded
the swords, now
rallied the armies of
light together. The
battles began to turn
with the defense of
Maa'raa'kal, an
outlying world. The
enemies were
completely trounced,
the forces of light
holding their ground
with only a dozen
fallen, according to
ancient scripts. The
forces of light forced
the enemies off to the
very surface of
Darkwurld, the very
spot where evil was
said to spawn from,
where the demon
lords themselves were
said to be born. The
strongest of these,
Memnoch, began to
create his own
ultimate race. He
worked hard, creating
experiments, causing
vampires, ettins,
darkmares, now
known as
Nightmares. He
finally made his
dream truth, creating
Dark Wyrms. Each
Dark Wyrm created
could destroy almost
any creature in single
combat. His powers
let him create only a
score of them. So
great were they, only
a wielder of one of the
blades could ever
destroy one. These
beasts even plagued
lesser elves and
dwarves, and their
kin, on the world of
Krynn. These men
began to create
weapons, called
Dragonlances. Made
of a rare mystic
silver, and made only
with a god blessed
hammer, the lesser
races supplied the
others with these
powerful weapons.

The weapons killed
many dark dragons,
and rumors have come
to me that one group of
lancers even defeated
seven wyrms. The
final battles
approached, and
dragon flights were
commonplace then. A
truce was finally
declared. The dark
wyrms began to fall
into a mystic sleep,
and the legendary
swords were stored.
They have remained
swords were stored.
They have remained
stored for thousands
of years, waiting until
there is again a need.
In each of the great
wars, their power has
been called upon.
Each war came with
Memnoch's forces
becoming stronger and
stronger, and with
each day, the
darkness seemed to
come closer and closer.

It seemed the wars
would never end. But
then the gods decided
to place their hopes on
the the shattered
realms of Brittania.
If the lands could
hold, then all would
appear well.
However, the law
included that only one
of each of the toys of
darkness and light
could be placed upon
the world. The light
chose the dragons, and
darkness the orcs.
The humans were
placed as the deciding
factor. However, the
treaty was not
observed. Soldiers
began to enter the
realms, ancients,
elves, and dwarves
joining the dragons.
Daemons, ettins,
undead, and other
fiends joined the orcs
in their battles. It
seemed nothing would
decide the outcome,
and that this would be
the longest of the great
wars.

But at the
coming of the Second
Thousand, a new hero
emereged. Known as
Blackwulf, he was
the child of the wolf
and of Kerrik-
Aaragon, maiden of
the Darkness. It was
said that Wulfen and
Kerrik had gotten his
parents together, and
then made them fall
in battle. He became
one of the greatest
warriors ever,
intended to wield a
blade of the gods. It
was said only one
would ever be as
strong as him. They
claimed his son,
Aragon'th'Wulfen
would one day weild
the Wulfsblade.

''-The Seven Lords-''

{|
| width="100" |
''Kerrik:'' Lord of Light
| width="140" |
''Kerrik-Aragon:'' Maiden of Darkness
| width="125" |
''Wulfen:'' Lord of the Wolf
| width="125"|
''Huralen:'' Lord of the Storm
|-
|
''Brelaar:'' Lord of Ice
|
''Gurraaar:'' Lord of the Flame
|
''Prolonis:'' Lord of the Sea
|}



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