User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2015/@comment-27103443-20150721134409

Radiance: "Shall I call in a teleport?"

A faint outline of Acolyte leans on the doorway of Goldfin's room. He says nothing.

Dazzling Light twitches in her sleep. What appears to be a cloud of smoke curls into her ear, she twitches again.

Incubus: "Do not worry, Dazzling Light. I just need to look through your memories. It will only take a few moments."

She stirs, but does not wake.

Achlys is in the midst of a dreamless sleep. Then, a voice echoes through the blackness.

???: "Achlys..."

Achlys responds with her own thoughts. "Who's there?"

???: "I am Erebus."

Achlys: "Erebus? I've never heard of you."

Erebus: "Most have not, but no matter. I bring grave news."

Achlys: "What is it?"

Erebus: "Incubus's power is growing. He plans to rebuild a weapon that should never be reformed."

Achlys: "A weapon?"

Erebus: "A staff. The Staff of Extreme Prejudice, to be precise. This weapon will grant him great power. You must create its bane."

Achlys: "Its bane?"

Erebus: "Yes, The Sword of Acclaim. You must retorted this weapon, it is the only way to defeat the monster once and for all."

Achlys: "But-"

Erebus: "The sword requires three aspects. A shard of a star amethyst for the blade. The hilt of Excalibur to grant it great power. You must fuse the hilt and blade together using Hellfire and then cool it in the acid of The Drakon of the North. Then, an unlikely hero will wield the blade, and meet Incubus in battle."

Achlys: "Who is this hero?"

Erebus: "You must find that out for yourself. Incubus has not started reforming the staff, but he knows the pieces he needs. The Orb of Conflict, wood from an elder willow tree, and the orb and rod of wood must be fused with Heavenly fire and cooled in the acid of The Drakon of the South."

Achlys: "Wouldn't fire destroy the wood."

Erebus: "Unfortunately, no. Think about your quest...you shall find the shard of amethyst's location in the library. When you wake, you must hurry. Godspeed, Achlys, Bringer of Misery. I believe we may meet again."

The voice fades.