TMG-TheMiddleGround

The town, down in the plains of the Hexblade clan, was centered around a stone tower that served as the clan's headquarters. The room at the top of this tower had dark wooden floorboards, well used, but not in a state of decay, and an open window at one side, from which hawks would fly in and out regularly during the day. Dominating the room was a large table,  with easily enough space for six people to sit at, made of a sturdy pale wood. the torches in brackets on the walls were lit, radiating a comforting yellow glow throughout the room. However the comforting glow was nullified by the emptiness of the room- only two people, a man and a wom

The sound that awoke him from his sleep was the rattling of the keys against the cell’s bars. “Well then,” muttered Aora, “This is the end”. He couldn’t see the man’s face in the darkness, but it looked vaguely familiar. The door to his cell was opened on squeaky hinges, but Aora was puzzled to see the man turn his back to Aora, and walk away, out of the dungeon. Was he being set free? There was no time to be sure. He got to his feet, but he was still weak and tired, and almost at once fell to his knees. The sharp pain brought him to his senses and he crawled to the bars of his cell, and used them to

It was a cold summer night in the Plains. In the plains there is a wall, almost a hundred meters above the ground. On that wall is a cloaked man, patrolling, one hand shielding his eyes from the wind, and the other at the hilt of a sword at his belt. As he walked, his cloak billowed in the wind, revealing his worn, but durable clothing underneath. Guarding The Perimeter was a dull job. The man had never liked it, but then again nobody did. Ever since the raiding groups had been thinned two months ago, it hadn't very eventful, but the night patrols were necessary to keep the pact with The Walled, who sent the man's people resources in return f

In an age all but forgotten, the Oracle spoke a prophecy. It broke the world into factions with ideals to fulfill the prophecy. The prophecy was spoken thus: “Those who live in The Middle Ground at the end of days shalt receive the Titan’s blessing and salvation, and those who are outside this sacred land shall burn.” And so the war began. One Guarding The Perimeter was a dull job. He had never liked it, but then again nobody did. It wasn't very eventful, but the night patrols were necessary to keep the pact with The Walled, who sent his people resources in return for the protection.The man who was patrolling was named Wi

The dragged him from his cell, and through the dungeons, his body limp and his feet scraping across the ground. He arrived at the court, his feet and legs bruised all over. The courtroom was large, and sat on chairs at tables were the leading members of the rebellion, with  Elucia sat in the center of the table, raised slightly above the others. She held in one hand, a scroll with a broken seal that he could not place, and in the other, a dagger. She stabbed the dagger into the table, and said to Rei "Rei Negata. You've played your game, from the shadows. You've played our people, like they were pawns. But you've failed to factor in Dissoluti

There was a knock on their door, and Aora heard Haley open it, heard her muffled voice. Then he heard her scream, and rushed to the door, and seeing what must be the rebels. She was on the floor. Dead. Her hair lay in a halo of blood, and he fell down to the ground, dropping his weapon, the fight gone from him. This was impossible, it was a nightmare. He let them take him to the dungeons, in a dreamlike trance. It was only when he was thrown into a cell that he was jolted back to reality. He saw, in the cell across the hall from him, what must have been Rei. It was hard to tell, as he was kneeling on the ground, chained by both arms to the wa

A hawk flew through the open window of Rei's room. It was a capsule package. It had been two days since the arrival of the Hexblade forces, and this was all that had happened in a while. He opened it, and it contained four wax sealing rings, with identical symbols. The Hexblade emblem. Grimacing, he read the letter: Rei Negata, Your tyranny will end. Hexblade has fallen. So has your guard. -The Boss He ran to the lodgings of Aora and Haley. He saw Elucia, on his way. She looked exhausted, and when she saw him, she called out to him. She ran towards him, arms outstretched. Rei took her in his arms, and he asked "Where were you?" It was then th

They arrived at the Hexblade town, and Elucia lead the assault herself. The few left had few weapons and put up little fight. Even the rain could not put out the fires inside the houses, and soon the town was ablaze. Knowing her warriors were apt enough to kill civilians, she walked towards the Hex council tower. She knew they'd be inside, and as her footsteps echoed against the stone, she could hear them up there. The weaker three, yet the smarter three. She opened the door at the top and gave them swift justice. She left the tower, and as she was walking down the steps saw a child crawling upwards. "Where's my mum?" the child asked her, clu

The two Titan-blessed stood atop the altar. Blue locked eyes with red, and they both adopted fighting stances. The crowd around them were cheering wildly at the entertainment. What had Red done to these people? Blue reached at his belt, and opened a jar of water, morphing it into his sword. Red laughed. "You want to cut me with THAT?" Blue smiled. Red's lack of knowledge about his power would be his downfall. Before Red could react, he swung the sword while moving away from Red, letting the blade extend outwards with his slash. Red put both hands together, and stood there, letting the blade come to him. Then Red began to glow, and as the swor