Chapter One - The Call The people of Rothendust. They need help. If I were only stronger I could do it myself, but I have grown weak and I cannot do much. Freedom is all I can give people now, the ability to pave their own paths and carve their own futures. This gift must not be squandered, choosing who should receive that which I can give proved to be a great challenge. I am confident the people I have chosen will blaze a just path but I will have no way to know this to be the case until it has already happened. They will need guidance, I will take them as far as I can, but in the end it will be they who will act as their own guides. I have become weak and must use my strength carefully else I will not see this to the end. Oh how I wish I could come to them just to speak with the people and tell them why I have chosen them but I have done all I can for now. This great city must be free from the shackles of oppression, a city chained to its savior and bound in blood and iron. I do feel responsible for everything, had I not chose to do as he wished...No, I should not think like that. All I can do now is aid in the liberation of Rothendust from it's tyrant lord. My disciples have been given the freedom they need to overcome any obsticals that may lay before them. Belyavor Orminai, you are knowledgeable. Var Atr, you can protect anyone. Heverkiir Seo, your skills will prove valuable. Ashfa Suban, I can only hope you don't sacrifice too much. S'Kar, we would have hated one another but you are a mighty Esper, please fight for the others. Viktoria Oak-Armor, Use your stealth wisely. Kela Sojourn, use the natural world in your favor. Lensue Halsig, I am sorry to take your youth into my own hands, but the world must remember the events that are to unfold. You are all my disciples, let the diamonds guide your path. Please heed my call. I am doing this for your sake, my friend. Belyavor OrminaiThe day was nearing an end as Belyavor walked along the city walls. Guard duty had been boring with the protection offered by the cities lord, but walking atop the walls that encased the city gave a beautiful view. Having mapped the entire city, Belyavor knew where everything was and where looked the best from these walls. Right now he stared a the western sun, setting over the horizon. As he was standing on the western wall as well, the sun fell beneath the plains outside where he could see many small beasts that at one time would have threatened the people of Rothendust. It was fascinating how these once threatening beasts were the killers of many men and women, and sometimes children. Monsters was indeed the best name for them. As the sun fell into the field Belyavor felt a wave of fatigue hit him. His body was accustomed to sleeping after sunset, but today was a late shift. As expected, a Kindred was climbing the steps that took the guards onto the wall where Belyavor patrolled. "Good evening, Belyavor. I am here to relieve you of your duty." The kindred man said, saluting Belyavor with the standard guard salute. Belyavor simply looked out one last time to watch the golden glow of the sun fade beneath the worlds surface. "Yes, it is that time. I wish you well, Velastus," he responded, giving his Kindred acquaintance the same salute. The two had the pleasure of working together before and overtime have become attached to eachother, not as friends, but as brothers in arms. It was pleasant to have the feeling of comradery with others, but his one closest friend was waiting for him to arrive at home. Yes, Var Atr, an Esper that acted as a tutor for the Orminai family. As such he had begun his walk home, he looked forward to taking his sword off his back and resting for the night. Taking the same steps that his Kindred comrade had taken to climb to the top of the wall, Belyavor pulled out his turquoise diamond. There was something about it today, it felt heavier in his hand. As his foot touched the concrete that made up the ground he felt a sudden drive to go somewhere. Where this sensation wanted to take him was very unclear to him, it was as though he was being pulled in a direction rather than to a location. He suspected his diamond was pulling him, but it was difficult to tell. As though a knot had been tied in his chest and someone tugged lightly at it to lure him over. The urge to follow was very compelling and Belyavor could do nothing more than comply with this. As he walked the darkened streets he say people lighting up their houses and streets with lamps and candles which made Belyavor wish he'd brought his own light as the sky filled with stars and he walked, following this sensation to wherever it may be taking him. He questioned if it was really worth following, but he knew if he didn't he would do nothing but wonder why this was happening. People passed him on the streets, many recognizing him as the city cartographer, but the younger knowing him as a guard. The Espers were running chores and doing labor the other races failed to finish, the dragoons were still out as well, drinking to end the day. The kindred were also waking and starting their daily tasks. Eventually Belyavor found himself in a formerly elven district that was now a mixture of humans, elves, and halfbreeds of the two. There he found the building he had been driven to, a church with a large steeple. This particular church was empty and neglected, possibly abandon for a greater church. Hanging beside the doorway was an unlit lamp that Belyavor had taken in his hand. Using a nearby street lamp he lit the one he now carried. Stepping inside the church he could tell that while it hadn't been maintained very well it was still used, likely as a place of prayer or refuge, but as of right now the place was empty. "Hello?" Belyavor asked to the area, his word echoing though the room. It seemed to be empty, not only was there a lack in response but the only source of light was currently in Belyavors hand. Var AtrVar had chose to spend his day standing outside the Orminai home. Being an Esper had its advantages, boredom was not a common feeling the Espers could have, making it easy for Var to stand idle. His orange glow was dim enough that it may have only looked like a candle sitting in a suit of armor, this was his way of relaxing. His good friend Belyavor would be arriving home shortly and he'd be there to welcome him, as always. Glancing into the sky, Var noticed the sun had already been tucked away and Belyavor was not yet home. Oddly enough at the same time he noticed this, Var felt a sudden urge to move. His dim glow turning into bright orange display that lit the area around him. Var was unlike most Espers in that he wasn't a fully closed suit of armor, just a torso, gauntlets, a belt, and lots of leather straps. Anyone that did not know any better might think Var was a "unfinished" Esper, but this was not the case. As the Esper lit his own way, he found himself in front of a church. It was strange, being driven here simply by the urge to move, but being an Esper, essentially a suit of armor filled with magic, it was instinct to follow where magic pulled him, one of the few instincts they had. Walking into the doors, Var saw an old friend, an old student. "Good evening, Belyavor. Why are you here?" Belyavor raised his head and his eyes filled with curiosity. "I don't know... How did you find me?" Asked the man, still dressed in his guard clothing. Var simple approached Belyavor and responded with a calm, "I did not, I was being driven here."