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[Ceinwyn ab'Arawn]

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Ceinwyn turned away from the window. The call of the town criers announcing her return that had originally been blissful music to her ears had become a repetitive clock toning the countdown until the hour Myrddin would begin his expedition. She hadn't been back in Umbra for an hour yet before he had announced his intent to strike out on his own. Even that wouldn't have been so surprising, he had been coming and going in her life since he was born. What was initially surprising was that so many others were deciding to strike out on his own with him. Myrddin was leaving Umbra, and he was taking the core council with him.

Throughout the morning her mind had been going over all the tasks that would need to be completed again, but her thoughts kept returning to her son's departure. A dual celebration was planned, for her return and his leaving.

If I had stayed in the other plane, would he have stayed? Would they have all stayed? Was it merely my return that triggered this?

Her thoughts went back to the previous evening's events. How long had she been a prisoner of Oggaroth? Months, years? She had no way of knowing. Time had all seemed to blend together. It had been wonderful relief to see the Umbrans pour through that gate onto the other plane.

They had formed a circle around her and the smith as he set to work, disenchanting the chain about her ankle. They were not to be at peace during this work, though, for soon the guards were alerted and demon after demon came over to prevent their escape. When the smith had at last rendered the chain inert, he began to cut through it. Cein stood watching as the Umbrans fought the demons back. How much longer did they have?

A most glorious "clink" came from the chain at last, signaling her freedom. They were not to be allowed to leave just yet, however. A wall of demons rushed at them, and the Umbrans fought hard to ensure their victory over Oggaroth's minions. It had been chaos and mayhem. with explosions everywhere and blood spraying wildly. Soon, the floor was littered with demon corpses. The Umbrans bandaged each other and made a hasty exit, back through the planeshift gate that would take them home to their own dark lands.

[Merci d'Rue]

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So she sat within the walls of the tavern her hand resting on a peice of pizza. Umbra had become so one with her that each bite was perfect. There would never be another like this pizza. There would never be another land like Umbra.

Unique to her she knew that she would miss with great ache, those that lived here all that had grown. Yet she was happy for that which she would bring to a new place and like Umbra but definitely not like Umbra she would create another Unique place. With those beside her such as Myrddin ab'Arawn whom she followed loyally, Malikhia Wrenk the Pyromancer, and Willow Smythe the epitomy of a Warlord she was well on her way. Yet mostly the support of her people, of her Matriarch would see them far.

There was greatness in the people of Umbra, all those that came here to be, thru down the title of outcast and were no longer. They were more as she had become and grown.

The cold winds blew snow drifts outside the Den of Sin and her foot fell confidently into the ice. It had foretold the change, even Ceinwyn had felt it during her capture and holding in the realm of Oggaroth.

The wind picked up around her the air encouraged by her iciness and she strode to the sepulcher, its walls rumbling softly, anticipating her next move. Its endless eyes well knew what she would offer up today. Kneeling upon pentagram before the void she pulled her Kryss *The Creator* from its safety at her hip and with a jagged cut meant to induce much pain she bore upon her palm the mark of :U: . Blood flowed freely from the cut falling upon the floor and it was drinken like a fine wine by the hunger of the Sepulcher. Her blood never appeared upon the floor long, it was mysteriously consumed by this strange power. Grant thy blessings Umbra for we go with you on our hearts and our minds... Guide our footsteps in Darkness forever more.

As Ceinwyn said to her long ago:

Fear
Pain
Deceit.....
That is our power.....

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May destiny guide you...

[Hermoine66]

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As Sia and Yia rode to the sepulcher that evening , they were ready as every to go into the relem where Ceinwyn was, though they tried to not think the worst and tried to think postive thoughts. Though they couldnt help think about the risks , the dangers when there Umbra Army go into the realm of Oggaroth. They thought what if there loving husband get stuck in the realm or all Umbra army and them and they shake there head and thought never we are all to strong of fighters to be stuck and no matter what happen Victor was come back with them , even if they have to go back into the realm and rescue him. So they reach the step of the sepulcher , they were nervous a little but didnt show it. Yia look at her sister and whisper to her "Come on , we are in this together and Ceinwyn need our help we cant be nervouse or scary we are Umbrans" saying to her sister Sia. Sia nodded and both went into the Sepulcher to bid all of there leader and Umbran a Hello. They took there seat wait for the rest of Umbrans and there loving husband to arrive. Soon meeting began and Malikia got up to form the gate to the other realm. They were full ready had no doubt in there head, with umbran, leaders of umbra and there husband by there side. They saw the gate up and went through it with the rest. They look around for the Matirarcher any sign of her and then they saw her and race to her with the others. There job was to keep a look out and keep Ceinwyn guard and the smith that was set her free. They stand there gaze up at Victor , he seem even different to them in the realm and then they saw some deamons come run out. They lift there sword up and mutter" Come and get us you not get through us , Matiarcher shall be no slave to anyone" and they just slice and fight with all there might making each deamon fall down dead. Then they heard a clink the chain , Ceinwyn she is free , they smile and though battle wasnt over more deamon came. They lift there sword there eye red a evil grin on there face and they fought them off with there umbra brother , sister and there husband. Malikia made a gate quickly everyone went through , though Sia and Yia ran into wroung gate and came out near a wyven. They though rode away from it and sacerd journey back to the sepulcher. They look frantical for there husband at first they didnt saw him they were just starting to walk to Malika to ask them if he can open the gate so they can get there husband and then suddenly there husband appear by the sepulcher. They smile with glee to see him and see that he seem alright. All umbra army went into the sepulcher. Some went upstair , but Sia and Yia saw something wasnt right with there husband and they sat down next to him. Are you alright Dear?" , they ask him and he look at them and put his arm tight around them. "I am fine and I couldtn let my Dear wives go into that realm without me " he gaze to Jase , Merrique and his wives. They ask " you sure you ok Dear." I am in alittle shock but will be fine , just stay with me for a bit". His arm still around them holding them tight and kissing them. Then Victor and them went upstairs with the rest. They found out that some Umbra leaders are going away and start there own army and Ceinwyn would be in charge of Umbra army once again. Part of them want to ask if they can join the leaders but they felt best to stay in the Umbra army that was there destiny. As Merci , Willow, Mryddin, Malika told the rest of the Umbra army there departure , Sia and Yia shed a tear but hide it fast as they thought that they going to miss them very much and that they will always be family to them. They were sad to know that they will be going of course they grew up with them Willow taught them how to be amazing fighter with the sword, Mrydding taught them how to be brave, fearless, Malika well he taught them that some times a fire ball could be hand and to have respect for mages too, and Merci she was like a sister to them taught them as long as they tries there best and not give up that she and other that in Umbra will be there for them. They learn four words from though amazing leaders :
Brave
Strength
Teamwork
Respect