Fate of Mekdenel Ben Herolth

(THE DOOM SHALL NOT BE REVOKED, UNLESS IT ADHERES THE SAFETY OF TRIOGLE) - ZERIO FELKOCK.

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While the crowned parrot of the Ministry entered the fortress of Bleakville, the messenger fly flew away from Bord, carrying its message to the lovely friends.

At fort Primo, the huge hall seemed empty still, with no sounds of the noisy combatants.

The ones who vanished to another place, weren't aware of where they were sent to and what kind of place that was.

" Mr. Heqkard, isn't those carvings at Santo similar to these?", Edmund whispered in his Trainers ears, who came near him with the rest of his friends.

Scizian sushed Edmund and walked close to the sand walls to examine if he was right.

To his surprise, the sacred carvings at Santo were carved at those walls, with no moderation exactly the same.

While the brigademates of TARANTULUS with their trainer were busy investigating the walls, a man appraoched them near, clearing his throat aloud.

" Oh! He... who.. is he?", Orlen stuttered at the sight of him, when her friends turned to see him eventually.

Mr. Heqkard smiled at him and gently dragged him to his side, in a very loving way.

He was the man Orlen met first, who seemed exactly the ditto of Mr. Heqkard.

" Meet my brother! The most loved one in my family Androe!", Scizian introduced his younger brother to the brigade, who looked at him with wide opened mouth.

It wasn't a joke that even his friends got confused at their appearance.

" Since he is hear, call me Mr. Scizian not by my sur name. If you do so, he wouldn't dare to fool you guys around, by my name. Be careful!", laughed scizian shaking his brother, hitting him hard on his shoulders.

The youngsters smiled at him uneasily, who felt his words weren't funny at all, to give a huge laugh.

ANDROE! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THESE CARVINGS MEAN?- Scizian asked his brother in case if he was aware of it.

Androe walked close to the walls and touched the carvings gently, exhaling his deep breath.

" From the day I entered bleakville, the history of someone, which facinated me was this lady in this carvings. She is considered so sacred and in the eyes of all the elders at Tricapital, she is the one who could bring light to us, despite being lived her life at Doom", Androe began his narration...

WHO IS SHE? DO I NOT KNOW HER?- despite being in a Superior position than his Brother, Scizian asked him out of curiosity, if he had knowledge about her.

"PEOPLE IN POWER AND POSITION; OLD-AGED PEOPLE WITH LOT OF EXPERIENCE IN LIFE; A MAN WHO TRIES HIS BEST TO BRING OUT THE GREATEST OCCULTRY FROM HIMSELF; A LEADER WHO WISHES TO RULE IN PEACE AND RIGHTEOUSNESS; GIVEN FORTH ARE THE CATEGORIES OF PEOPLE, WHO AT SOME POINT TAKE HER LIFE AS REMEDY TO THEIR PROBLEM, AS SHE WAS THE ONE WHO GAVE GOLDEN LESSONS TO OUR LAND THROUGH HER WORRISOME LIFE".

" Do I fall onto any of these categories? Who is she?", Scizian asked him again.

Androe smiled and turned around, facing the youngsters side.

" Its a very long story, happened years ago. I'm not sure if I could finish off her history in this given spare minute", Androe said with a smirk.

The curiosity of youngsters made Androe spill out whatever he knew, before the Cheif's arrival.

WHEN THE WORLD WAS IN CHAOS, WHERE GREED FOR POWER AND DOMINANCY OVER THE WEAK WAS STRONGER, SOMETHING UNEXPECTED HAPPENED AT ONE OF THE CAPITAL OF OGLE. UNLIKE THESE DAYS, WHERE WOMEN ARE TREATED WITH RESPECT, NO RESTRICTION OVER RIGHTS FOR OWN SORCERY; MEN OF THOSE TIMES ACTED CRUEL ON THE AFFAIRS OF WOMEN.

EXCEPT THE ONES FROM WEALTHY FAMILY, WOMEN WERE SUPRESSED FROM EXPRESSING THEIR MAGICAL GUILD.

UNFORTUNATELY, THE ONES WHO WERE GIVEN COMPLETE FREEDOM OVER THEIR LIFE PRETENDED TO BE IGNORANT, FEARING IF THEIR MEN MIGHT PUNISH THEM, IN CASE SOMETHING WENT WRONG.

IT WAS AT THAT TIME, PETULANDO CONFRONTED SEVERAL THREATS FROM NEIGHBORING CAPITALS, CONSIDERING THE LEADERSHIP OF OUR ZERIO FELKCOCK.

THE POLITICAL HEADUPS OF NEYLEY AND HEPTON WERE SO MUCH AGAINST MR. FELCOCK, WHO CONTINOUSLY LOOKED FOR WAYS TO DESTROY OUR LAND.

BUT ZERIO WAS TOO STRONG, WHO IGNORED THOSE USELESS THREATS, CONCENTRATING ON THE WELFARE OF PETULANDO IN RETURN.

HE WITH HIS FRIEND AT THE MINISTRY MR. HEROLTH, ADMINISTERED OUR LAND IN PEACE AND HARMONY.

MR.HEROLTH WAS THE HEADMAN AT THAT PERIOD, A VALIANT MAN PEOPLE FEARED THE MOST.

HE WAS CONSIDERED THE MOST REVERENCED AT ALL THE THREE CAPITALS, FOR HIS EXCEPTIONAL DEVOTION OVER THE DEVELOPEMENT OF HIS GUILD AS WELL AS HIS BENEVOLENT WORK FOR HIS PEOPLE...

The youngsters surrounded the place near Androe and listened to him with their jaws dropped.

Androe continued his narration in a deep tone, slow and steady, turning the atmosphere thrilling.

AS YOU ALL KNOW, NO MATTER HOW EXCEPTIONAL IS OUR MAGICAL GUILD, WE ARE STILL TERMED AS ENDURERS. HEPTONS AND NEYLEY WOULD NEVER STOP CALLING US, AS SUCH, SINCE WE GOT OURSELVES SEPERATED FROM THEM YEARS AGO.

IT WAS ONLY SHE, WHO CHANGED ALL THEIR ASSUMPTIONS WRONG, SHOWING THEM HOW GREAT OF A SORCERES PETULANS ARE.

TO HER WORDS BOWED THE OCEANS; CLOUDS GAURDED HER DAY AND NIGHT; ANIMALS SHIVERER AT HER STARE; MORE THAN ALL SORCERY SEEMED TOO POWERFUL IN HER HANDS...

KNOWN TO THE WORLD AS MEKDENEL BEN HEROLTH, THE YOUNGEST DAUGHER OF THE HEROLTH.