The Paladin meets The Necromancer

                                                                                INTRO



            The year is 352 T.G.C [352 years after the great conquering] and the kingdom of Emerl is going through a period of peace and prosperity. Tension has been rising between Emerl and her neighboring kigndoms. The Kingdom of Rundoom has just sufered from a civil war, the winner of which had been the rebels, and was plainly mobilizing their armies while they demanded tribute from their neighbers. In resposne to this The Coastal Empire of Anchorage has responded to these demands by declaring a blockade for them at their docks and are sending envoys to other coastal nations to blockade Rundoon also, and to other land locked nations to form alliances against the growing threat. As Anchorage is trying to drum up allies Rundoom has allied themselves iwth the malevolent city-state of Black Thorne. With their forces united, and mobilizing it is plain that they plan to attack Emerl. Unbeknownst to other nations, accidents of sabotage have been happening and the infrastructure of Emerl has been weakening. If they were invaded now, the mighty kingdom of Emerl would likely fall in the next few months. These circumstances have led the Kingdom of Emerl's noir societé to conclude that there was a spy in Emerl who was deliberatly applying sabotage to the Kingdom of Emerl...

            Amid a valley of grass, that seemed more like a swaying sea of grass then a valley, was a large spacious green tent, that camoflauged and thus was invisible in the valley. Inside the tent lives a psychic named Padma. Padma is one of hte most powerful psychics this world had ever known. Padma was so powerful, partly because of how early her powers appeared compared to other psychics. She had never asked for this power though, in her opinion it brought more toruble then good. Whenever she happened to be struck by a vision, her hair would splay out and her eyes would glow silver as her body was ringed with a nonearthyl silver light. These reactions often scared people away from her, and needless to say was the main reason she never had many friends. It seemed like hter mother was the only one who actually ever loved her. Even her father had tended to stay away from her out of when she had been a child. And suddenly when she became 15 her father left her and her mother and took all of their money. A month of scrounging and begging later, news of her talents as a psychic had spread to many feudals and kingdoms, and in order to make money for her and her mother she had accepted the barons and kings requests to have their fortunes read. Less then 2 weeks after she started doing this, she had made her and her mother richer then they had ever been. Now she was 30 and reduced to licing in a tent. Of course, this was what she wanted. She was straing into her crystal ball, discharging the excess of per psychic magic, and was distraught to see dark clouds gathering in her crystal ball. This was always a sighn of dark and rough times to come. Suddenly lightning arced and split these clouds! A sign of sudden change.  A face started to appear out of hte clouds, it was drawn tight to the edges of its face. The sockets and cracks in his skull were clearly visible. The wind seemed to whisper the name, Darkfore, his name. His grin was dark and seemed to stare straight at her, even though Padma knew that that shouldn't be possible. THis was a mere glimpse of a possiibility of the future. Padma knew that the future was easily influenced. She also knew she had never been wrong before. Chilled, she continued to peer into her orb. Slowly a glowing slit appeared in the clouds. The slit was caused by a brightly glowign sword that was slicing the clouds. The slit was caused bya brightly glowing sword, that was slicing the clouds apart. The sword, as could now be seen, was held by two children. A girl with skin as dark as the night sky, and a freckeld light skinned freckled boy with red hair. Padma didn't know what this development meant, but she knew it couldn't be good. A shadow above padma shook. And then it wriggeled and shook some more. Finally it broke free, and took the formof a small crow as it flew off to its master. Delight in its beady green eyes