Javal rushed forth sprinting as fast as he could along the Zeinav desert hoping to reach the people in need in time. Earlier that day he was simply at the local tavern telling the locals about the fight with Vulcadreus and how it was awesome that so many heroes gathered together to save a world-ending threat when someone came into the tavern in a hurry with some bad-looking wounds and a limp.

“Please, someone, anyone, help me '', it was a young astral blood woman who was out of breath, “Moonveil Village is under attack by a group of these strange charred rooming figures with tentacles that suddenly came into our village. They burned us and attacked us, I was about to be killed if it wasn’t for the sacrifice of my uncle. Please, I’m begging you, can any adventurers please help, head over there now I don’t know how much longer my people can hold out”.

Javal shook his head feeling worried and a sense of duty exclaimed, “I’ll help, Moonveil Village you said right? I’ll head straight there”, and he booked out of the tavern without another word.

After about thirty minutes of straight sprinting forward the fellblood made it to the entrance of Moonveil Village already hearing the cries for help and strange whispered wails.

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Quest Name: Burned Memories

Participants: Two or more

Location: Anywhere

Post Requirements: 6 post per person, 200 words per post

Reward: +1 Renown, +1 Fire Catalyst, +1 Earth Catalyst

Description: Mt. Drakolt's recent eruption and the arrival of Vulcadreaus has caused hundreds of unique, spirit like creatures to venture out into Charon, causing mayhem and havoc. The Charred are spirits of those who have been burned or scorched to death, with these specifically belonging to those who were sacrificed to the volcano. These Charred have now be forcefully pushed out and wander Charon with no purpose, other than to inflict the same pain they felt in their lives to others. We need you to help deal with a small group of Charred (5 of them) by finishing off the creature and allowing its spirit to finally be free of the pain and suffering.

Running still passing people on the trail to the Moonveil Village. Sarne did not need to know something was wrong. As he passed they would look at him like he was crazy For running towards the Moonveil Village. Some told him to run the other way he said nothing and kept running. Not getting in the way of others as he ran.

As Sarne got close he saw another. He felt like he knew but could not remember. His memory was still foggy. making it to the entrance of Moonveil Village already hearing the cries for help and strange whispered wails. He looked at the man beside him and gave him a nod.

The man a tall blue-toned fellblood who stood over 6 feet tall. His muscular-athletic build with black horns that curve outwards from his forehead. His eyes a bright crimson red eyes that shine with eagerness. He had long black hair that fell to his mid-back. It was tied up into a ponytail. Wearing an orange sleeveless vest that has a dragon symbol on its back, and black pants tied by a white and red sash. He also wears a long red coat that has the symbol of his mentor on its back, sleeves, and bottom.

Sarne smiled "I guess you are here to help too?" Sarne asked catching his breath. The man you see has soft features like an elf with a husky build. He is strong and has swift movements. You can tell he is a nobleman in the way he presents himself, his armor, and his clothing. His piercing green eyes shine in the light. He stands almost 6 feet. His dirty blond hair is neat and well-kept. His skin is slightly tan showing the time he spent in the wilderness. His armor has a crest that could be seen on his front and back, A large tree with two wolf heads on each side pointing at the tree with three stars above it. With a black sword in the background pointing down with a holy rune over it and under it.

Javal looked over as he saw footsteps matching his stop as he did in front of the village, the man looked familiar at least he thought. Perhaps he’d seen him during a mission or maybe they had a couple of drinks together, Javal couldn’t remember and that was not important.



He responded to the man, “Yes my friend I am here to help, I came here as fast as I possibly could”, Javal took another look at the man.



“Darn, looks like I got lucky that this fellow here, some like a tip-top adventurer, hopefully, the both of us can take this assault on the village together”, he thought to himself.



Quickly he whips his head forward peeking into the village and seeing people run away and scream in panic, “Alright new friend we have to help those poor people, Let’s both try to take down as many as we can and help out any stuck or trapped moongladers, okay?”, he said before sprinting forward into the village not even waiting for the other man’s response.



The first thing he sees as he enters is a Charred grabbing an elderly woman and a dog, he quickly runs over there and holds his hand out charging ice magic into it before throwing it into the monster’s head.

Sarne had seen Javal before as well. But his memory was still foggy Sarne could see things but no faces it was like looking through smoke or fog. Sarne watched Javal sprint forward and grab an elderly woman and a dog, Javal held his hand out using ice magic creating an icicle and then throwing it into the monster’s head. The Charred stumbled back.

The elderly woman and a dog run for the tree line. Sarne lifts his right hand in the air makes a fist then spars out his fingers into the air giving a signal of some kind as Srane draws his sword. Sarne started to move forward to back up Javal. An arrow of light flys by Sarnes's head and strikes the Charred in the chest it falls to the ground
dissolving slowly to dust and floating away.

Sarne had given Vamir his bow before they arrived. Vamir had taken a position in the forest in a tree so he had a good vantage point. Sarne smiled now he knew that light worked well on the Charred. He said a few words and his hands began to glow with brilliant energy, holy energy radiating forth from it. The light was like the sun as it covered his sword.

[Action Burning Smite]

Your hand begins to glow with brilliant energy, holy energy radiating forth from it. If you are holding a weapon or shield in your his and when you cast this, it will engulf that item as well, passing on its effects. This energy burns bright and hot with energy, scorching anyone who is touched or struck by the energy. This burning acts as fire and will scorch or burn what it touches. This energy deals double damage deals light damage.

Javal ran forward as fast as he could holding his arms out to catch the innocent people as the charred stumbled back and let go of the the two.

He quickly caught them and safely sprinted past the spirit and closer to the forests’s edge letting go and shouting, “Get out of here go run don’t worry about your homes we’ll take care of it from here” and the both the little dog and elderly grandmother scuttled away inot the forest to get away from the immediate danger.

Javal quickly turns himself around as he hears the loud sizzling sounds coming from the charred that he had attacked earlier looming over him with its tentacles raised in the air about to slam into the fellblood.

He took out his katana from his waistband and pulled it out throwing his sheath onto the ground raising it at the Charrred’s body ready to jump forth and slash it across the chest before suddenly he heard the sound of an arrow being drawn and the charred in front of him get hit straight in the chest.

He jumped back in surprise only to turn to his new companion, “Was that your doing?”.

Suddenly as the two were distracted a pair of charter grabbed the two adventures with their tentacles and threatened to crish them in their grasp.

Suddenly as Javal and Sarne were distracted a pair of Charred grabbed the two adventures with their tentacles and threatened to crush them in their grasp.

The tentacles tightened making it hard to breathe Sarne could feel the darkness trying to drain his life. Sarne did not have much time to act. The only thing that kept the Charred from getting a good grasp was the Burning Smite he had activated before Sarne was garbed. Sarne was worried that his actions might get Javal in some trouble with the Charred. Sarne had to pull off his plan or they could be in real trouble.

Sarne had a plan that normally worked draw them in and then hit them with whelming holy light.

Looking at Javal. Sarne struggled some "I need them close." commented Sarne with an evil grin. Sarne flipped his sword upside down and thrust it behind him thrusting the sword into the side of Charred it screamed a horrible sound. Light erupted from it as the sword went in. It looked like the darkness was melting away to the light. Little gold embers glowed where the sword was. the spot looked like it was burning the Charred away. The Charred let Sarne go then hit him sending him back a few feet. 


[Action]
Inspiring Presence
An aura of energy begins to radiate from your person, filling your allies with hope and strength. You begin to inspire those around you to continue fighting, filling them with the will to continue going. Anyone who you consider to be an ally standing in your immediate area will feel their strength grow. For the next three posts any ally affected by this spell, including you, will deal double damage with their physical attacks. (does not affect spells)

Javal and Sarne were held up in the air by the charred who opened its mouth and sent out a large shrieking sound which caused Javal to cover his ears to block the loud ear-scraping noise. His chest and abdomen felt tighter and tighter as the monster tightened their grip on the adventurers although struggling to get a decent grip on Sarne due to his quick thinking and burning smite. He started to panic as his lungs were squished and had a harder time breathing.



Javal had barely enough energy and movement to look to his right to see Sarne speak, ”I could do that”, the fellblood then grabbed his blade from his hilt and stabbed it into the charred tentacle that was holding him.



The charred let both of the adventurers go quickly and began staggering as the light began spreading throughout its body in its final moments it slammed its tentacles where the two adventurers were and let out a final shriek before burning away into ash.



He pumped his hand in the air before placing it in front of Sarne to match his fistbump, “We can do this if we just stick together”.



Suddenly before Javal could celebrate too early two Charred appear behind the two quickly grabbing the adventurer.

Bening grabbed from behind one more time Sarne was angry. These things just kept coming and he was having problems keeping up. He had enough of the Charred and this whole showing up of the Charred. Sarne was going to put it all in now. He was a Captain and he was about to show Charred what that meant.

Sarne whistled loudly a few signals and then said a few words in ancient elvish. The Sigil glowed a bright gold Sarne was going to end these things one way or another. Sarne was not going to let them beat him.

Light erupted from Sarne burning both Charreds Sarne was dropped once more as the gold light burned the Charred a little red and gold embers started to float away as the Charred were burned once more by holy light. The light was bright and intense holy parents were felt by the Charred and anyone else within 20 feet. the light could be seen further way as a beacon of hope for others.

When Sarne was dropped. An arrow of light struck his Charred in the back again. The arrow came from the woods there was movement but then whatever it was vanished. Burning the arrow slowly disappeared.

[Action]

Holy Rune: A Holy weapon radiates with calming and relaxing energy, filling allies with hope. This weapon is effective against undead creatures and deals extra damage to evil aligned people. After striking an enemy, allies of this weapons owner come to trust and respect the user while those who were struck now cower in the weapons presence.

Javal quickly felt himself be pulled back and thrust into the air with the charred who caught him holding him tightly. He wheezed and coughed as the monster squeezed harder, putting a lot of pressure on his chest so much he was starting to have trouble breathing. He turned his head slightly to his left to look at his fellow adventurer seeing if he was okay only to see him whistle and speak in a language he did not understand. He hoped his friend had a plan because any longer Javal would start losing consciousness from the tight grip.

Suddenly hope seemed lost and Javal began feeling light-headed and began nodding off to unconsciousness. He saw the bright light next to him and the charred dissolving into embers thanks to Sarne and the glint in the woods behind them. The charred that was holding Javal looked over to his fellow loosening his grip for a second but that second was all Javal needed to escape wriggle out of his grip.



He jumped out of his bind and above the Charred’s head swinging his sword through the Charred body and whispering, “Javal Style: Tidal Slash (1)'' as his sword’s runes glowed bright blue resembling the sea’s fury, and landed on the floor behind him.



Javal looked over to his friend, taking a moment to regain his breath from almost having his chest crushed.



“Hey friend Sarne, we did it it looks like all of the charred are gone”, he says with a relieved tone now standing and looking at their work.



Suddenly a couple of houses ahead of them a large blood-curdling shriek of someone in trouble that was followed up by a loud sizzling noise followed.

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1. Katana Slash (Passives: Angelic Light, Water Rune & Bull's Strength)

Suddenly a couple of houses ahead of them a large blood-curdling shriek of someone in trouble that was followed up by a loud sizzling noise followed.

"Finished? I would hope that it is." Sarne commented as he stood up from being on one knee. Then He sighed when he heard the blood-curdling shriek of someone in trouble. "Then there is that." Sarne said turning in that direction.

Looking as some man comes stumbling out of a cottage. Sarne took off running " Well that's just great!" Sarne yelled. Sarne ran over to the cottage. in the doorway, another charred stepped out It saw Sarne coming and trusted its tentacles at him. Sarne was just a decoy. suddenly out of the shadows, two others appeared a Dwarf dressed in Black armed with fighting knifes and a Woman also dressed in black with Fighting knifes too.

The Dwarf stepped in first blades slashing at the charred. The charred screeched in pain as an arrow of light also plunged deep into the Charred chest. The women thrusts both of her knifes in to the Charred it screamed again as it started to fade away. Just when all looked good two more Charred rushed out of the cottage. hitting the Dwarf and Women sending them flaying back ten feet.

Javal quickly places his katana back into his waistband and works towards the loud sounds of shrieking and sizzling without even waiting to catch his breath any longer.



He arrives at the entrance of the college a little confused as he quickly opens and shuts the door behind him. He then hears loud banging and sizzling sounds coming from inside, “No it couldn’t be another charred can it? It has to be some person’s stove who left it on”, the fellblood thinks as he stares at it in wonder.



Suddenly as Sarne gets to the cottage a Charred bursted out attacking Sarne only to have another pair of adventurers hidden in the darkness before springing up to help the two.



“Woah”, he exclaimed as he got lost in their great show of skill before they got hit by another pair of Charred that came bursting from the door.



Javal quickly raises his sword at them once more before waving his other free hand around to summon a small amount of rainfall (^{1. Drizzle}) above them hoping to snuff most of the charred out.



He rushes forth at the closest Charred, twisting his body and swings his sword whispering into its head before its form quickly sizzles into ash on the floor.

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1. Drizzle
2. Katana Slash (Passives: Water Rune, Angelic Light and Bull's Strength)

Sarne starts to move his sword and parring dagger with a mix of hard, linear lines, then into soft, circular motions. Then both hard and soft, both straight-line and circular movements. while turning in circular patterns making it look like he could attack or attack and parry in the same movement. With both blades whistling through the air, His movements were powerful and graceful.

The tentacles lashed out at Sarne hitting his blades. Sarne grunted by the strike and was pushed back Sarne almost fell from the inpack from the Charred. "Dam! These things is there no end to them," yelled Sarne his tone was one of frustration. Sarne's chest still hurt from the last attack Sarne could breathe but it was not easy.

He glanced over to Javal who gave a deadly swing with his sword and killed the Charred killing it. Javal had great skill Sarne thought and admired him for it.

Nordic a Dwarf rolled to his feet for a Dwarf he was agile. he came back up in a fighting stance ready to get back into it. Spiting out some blood from his mouth "Is that all ye got tentacl Boy" Nordic bellowed with a laugh.

Naesala hit the ground hard making a dust cloud around her. Getting up Naesala rolled to her feet. Catching her beath "Captain!" Naesala yelled when Sarne was pushed back.

[Action]

Blade Skill Blade Dance

Javal glanced over at Sarne as he showed off his skill with his blades, “Woah”, he thought his attention completely diverted, “This fellow is good with their swords, maybe I should ask them for some pointers when we finish stopping this charred invasion”,



He glares at the final charred it, seeming to be the biggest one that they have faced down yet it being about a couple of feet bigger and wider.



It seems to be tearing up Sarne and the other warriors; he glances at them with a thankful smile before he shifts his focus to the enemy at hand.



He whirls his katana in around him in a rhythmic and fantastical fashion (^{1. Blade Dance}) charging his blade’s power into a single strike as he looked at the charred that was left and jump toward it his blade still whirling around he shouts, “Javal Style: Aqua Holy Anvil” swinging his sword at the charred’s head with his white and blue glowing katana.



Its molten-like head quickly glows bright before exploding into a bright light as its body disappears to ash. He landed on the floor across from where he jumped and he turned around to look at the sight that the charred had left the town in.



“Boy”, he exclaims, “Looks like those guys left a number on this place, hey are you fellows all right”, he shouts at Sarne and his crew.

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1. Blade Dance
2. Katana Slash (Passives: Bull's Strength, Water Rune, Angelic Light)

Looking at Javal, Sarne sheathed his sword and dagger. "Yes, I am fine just my ego is bruised. I got pushed back by that Charred," replied Sarne in a joking tone. He looked at the two a Dwarf and a Woman that appeared out of the shadows earlier.

This is "Nordic and Naesala" said Sarne referring to them They sheathed their fighting knives and then gave a bow to Javal. "The one walking from the tree line is Vamir" Sarne pointed to him as he appeared from the tree line. They are with me. They are part of my outfit, Grey Stone Keep, Black Wolf Hunters outfit.

Vamir walks over also giving a bow to Javal. Then turns to Sarne handing him a bow. A golden long bow with elegant filigree lacing the metal bow with the string being a thick piece of silver cord. "Thank you, Captain. You were right it did work on them most excellently," said Vamir. Taking the bow Sarne gives Vamir a nod. "Good work thank you for the support. complement Sarne. Vamir smiled "Thank you for the praise Captain." replied Vamir with a bow.

All three were dressed in dark clothing with different weapons and equipment on them. Nordic stepped forward "My lords excuse us. We will go check on the people and make sure the area is clear," Nordic said respectfully.

Sarne looked at the three. "Carry on, Nordic," replied Sarne. The tree bows one more time to Javal. and paused to see if he had anything thing to say. Then walk off into the shadows.

Javal jogs over to where Sarne is standing around and looks at his condition, seeing that he is mostly alright save for a couple of burn marks around his body.



He smiles raising his finger with his thumbs up, “I’m glad you're okay there friend, these charred were truly some strong opponents. Nice to meet you Nordic, Vamir, and Naesala. It was a pleasure fighting alongside such a strong and valiant warrior such as you leader and your merry band of fighters”.



He bows in respect towards Sarne and his fellows, happy that they were there to help him in the village’s time of need. Without the adventurer fighting alongside him Javal wasn’t sure he’d be able to save everybody here and take down the charred on his own.



“I hope to see you again one day my friend in the far future, it is always a joy fighting with and alongside warriors such as ourselves”.



He waved the fellow and his people off as they disappeared into the shadows; he then helped get the village back to a stable state. He assisted in cleaning up the charred damage for the next couple of days before setting back off to his home in Thorock’s port. He looked forward to the next time he’d come across Sarne, a man like that he’d love to spar against and see how he’d measure up in combat.