Healing Monarchs

THE ROSTICAL GUILD

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HEALING MONARCHS

by

Michael Rogers

SMASHWORDS EDITION

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PUBLISHED BY:

Michael Rogers on Smashwords

The Rostical Guild

Book One - Sceldrant's Comet

Book Two - Desert Dragon

Book Three - Corrupted Radiatons

Book Four - Bakana Flare

Book Five - Healing Monarchs

Book Six - Elemental Rage

Book Seven - Tales Of

The Rostical Users

Book One - Sceldrant's Comet

Book Two - Celestrial Lancer

Book Three - Madora's Prophecy

Book Four - Sacred Knights

Book Five - Number One

Book Six - Daathic Darkwings

Book Seven - Seraphic Gate

The Rostical Quest

The Dontalia Facility

Check out hand drawn maps for the Rostical series

Maps for The Rostical Saga

Copyright (c) 2017 by Michael Rogers

Special thanks to Zaind, Sallie, Todd, Sarah and the many others who proofread this story.

Be sure to check the back for the character BIO and appendix for character descriptions and miscellaneous information.

The names and incidents portrayed and the names herein are fictitious, and any similarity to the name, character or history is entirely coincidental and unintentional.

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Michael: In the fifth spectacular instalment, our heroes encounter the delightful cameo appearances of The Rostical Users!-

Lezard: Lezard wants to forewarn, there's coarse language, an inappropriate adult scene and errors.

Michael: Uhm, if they're reading book five of this series, I think it's a little late to give them warning of the swearing.

Lezard: Lezard thinks, if you could get better at writing, maybe more people would be aware of our adventure?

Michael: Or, I could just kill you off?

Lezard: What Lezard was meant to say, is, you're deliciously handsome.

Michael: Hmph. *He stared out into space with a derp-filled smirk, licking his lips with gratification.*

Lezard: About the story?

Michael: Oh, yes! Our heroes embark on their individual chapters-

Lezard: Lezard calls them sidequests!

Michael: Sure? Anyway, not much can be said without giving away spoilers-

Lezard: There's a chase scene involving a phoenix and a dragon! There's a naughty scene where things get hot! And there were laughs and tears!

Michael: Let's get straight into the story?

Lezard: Okies! Let's do this!

Michael: Thank you so much for reading and continuing on with this adventure. Please enjoy-

Karol: The Remenistal Guild!

Rachael: The Rostical Guild!

Nathan: The Rostical Guild.

Lezard: The Succulently Scrumptious Remenistal Guild!

Luna: The Rostickal Guild!

Destiny: Yeu Yeu Yeup!

Michael and Lezard: And remember, chapter zero is skippable! Now, queue intro theme song!

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Chapter 0: Previously

Previously on, The Rostical Guild-

Lezard: Now.. The instructions for my future sidequest is to find a gentleman wearing noticeable clothes. *He pulled out the object wrapped in skin coloured sheets and observed each person he bypassed.* They all look the same.

*Lezard mumbled in confusion and hobbled past several people standing behind little carriages, as they tried to sell him stuff.*

Lezard: *He looked closer towards the water and noticed a man, wearing a clown suit, sitting on top of a bunch of large wooden crates.* Well, if that isn't noticeable, then beat me down with a hotdog.

*Lezard hobbled towards the man in the clown suit and coughed, trying to catch his attention.*

Lezard: *He looked up to the man and coughed louder.* Good evening.

Clown: Howdy, hyarh hyarh.

Lezard: Why does a fellow of your garments look so down?

Clown: If I tell you-, hyarh, you can't tell anyone.

Lezard: Ooo, secrets! *He clapped his hands, looking up to the man with anticipation.*

Clown: I'm James and I'm a Rostic Dancer, from the Lost Ruins of Estel, formally known as the city to the Elementalists.

Lezard: Plot twist? *He gasped to himself.* They say you all disappeared after an encounter with the Consultants.

James: *He pressed his red button-like nose, causing it to squeal like a toy.* There are a few dancers not currently in the city.

Lezard: The Purafetic Ceremony?

James: *He focused more attention to Lezard.* You know about that?

Lezard: Telling me something like this.. Why?

James: Should we both stop playing dumb? I felt the Radiatons from within you.

Lezard: Plot twist.

James: What really brings you here, divine sir?

Lezard: Nothing of importance. I'm merely a Radiaton User. I have no connection to the holy city.

James: I'm sorry to hear, hyarh.

Lezard: Have you posted a request in Silver Wind Island?

James: *He looked surprised.* How do you know-?

Lezard: *He presented the item to James.* Was it you?

James: *He jumped off the crate, causing his large boots to make comical sounding squeaky noises.* You found it? *He gently grabbed the item and started to unwrap it.*

Lezard: Was it for you? It was posted anonymously.

James: The few people that knew of the Consultant's impending arrival and didn't want to fight, left the key in case the city was raided by the warriors in the aftermath.

Lezard: You knew the Consultants would win?

James: Only four dancers mastered the art. All the others were told to protect the others.

Lezard: This isn't the time for an emotional scene!

James: *He nodded his head, adjusting his clown-like garments.* So, we hid the key-

Lezard: *He watched James reveal a large blue key with ruby carvings on it.* Ooo.

James: Unfortunately, the Rostic Dancer who used to have this key was tail-gated by the number two captain. That is why I'll now be the guardian to this key.

Lezard: What does it unlock?

James: Radiatons or not, I can't tell you.

Lezard: Lezard understands.

James: You have my thanks, Lezard? *He spoke in confusion, as if he wasn't sure that was his name as Lezard spoke in the third person.*

Lezard: Yuppers. *He adjusted his cone-shaped hat.* Why didn't you obtain the key yourself?

James: It's not easy travelling between continents when the Consultants have warriors everywhere.

Lezard: Holy fish-cakes, that would be frightening. *He wiggled his bottom to each side.*

James: *He stared at the key in his hand, before looking at Lezard with a slightly guilty look on his face.* Unfortunately, I didn't personally make the request, so I have nothing to give you.

Lezard: That's okay. I'm sure you'll play a delicious part later on in the series as a sensational sidequest.

James: Pardon?

Lezard: Don't worry, little monster. Bwarharh. I'll talk to you later! Toodles!

James: *He watched Lezard continue to hobble down the aisle, stopping in front of the tavern.* Delicious? Toodles? In third person?

Lezard: *He stood on his toes and stared at people's heads from inside the tavern.* Swinging doors? Just like our delicious tavern-

*Several backpackers brushed past Lezard, as he stood in the middle of the walking aisle.*

Lezard: *He noticed two large barrels with different types of weapons poking out of them, stationed on either side of the swinging doors.* Okies, here we go.

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*Ridley puffed into a large bunker-like room and watched people hanging on the walls inside bright glowing rings.*

Ridley: *He walked forward and leant on a stone railing, observing the thousands of people with a smile.* Using their Remenistal powers inside of them to power the entire Sorrowprax institution, genius.

*A cold gust of wind blew throughout the bunker, flapping several of the hanging people's dancer-like robes to one side.*

Ridley: It's a shame, despite how powerful you all are combined, I couldn't use your Remenistal power to manually open a Spacial Funnel to... *He smirked evil-like.*

*Ridley paused and turned around with his back facing the bunker filled with thousands of people.*

Ridley: Soon.. One more, just one more Unknown Territory.

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*Ginger fell asleep on the side of the bed with her hands cupping Sasuke's, talking in her sleep.*

Sasuke: A-Ah? *He slowly regained consciousness, tugging on Ginger's hands unintentionally waking her up.*

Ginger: Sasuke?

Sasuke: Yohoho.

Ginger: *She leant up, ignoring bright red marks on her face caused by sleeping on the sheet's wrinkles.* What's so funny, Sasuke? Please respond.

Sasuke: I... I don't have much longer.

Ginger: Wh-...? *She looked at Sasuke, surprised.* No-

Sasuke: "Yohoho.. I can feel my own aura.. It's changing."

Ginger: (At his age.. And he knows-)

Sasuke: I-.. Karh- *He wheezed with widening eyes as they flickered an eerie yellow colour.* I... Had a strange dream.

Ginger: *She smiled with watering eyes.* Please respond?

Sasuke: It was a few munths ago.. When mama and papa were at our yewsual spot. I dreamt about catching the red fish.

Ginger: At Lake Golden Valley?

Sasuke: Yoha. *He nodded his head.* We always tried to catch it, but it was too strong.

Ginger: A Scoldrant in a lake, brother is a full-fledged Remenistal User, this should have been no problem-

Sasuke: Yoha- *He shook his head with a weakened frown.* The fishy drops a rare item if it's caught by a rod.

Ginger: *She looked up in thought.* I still do not see a problem with this.

Sasuke: Fishy is a Remenistal Using Scoldrant.

Ginger: Not many people know this, but every Remenistal has some sort of weakness, be it the Remenistal itself or the Rasticsplash on the User.

Sasuke: We thought mama got him one tyme, but... *He scrunched the sheets with his hands.* A large sea creature matacereal-lysed in the sky and came cwushing dowhyn.

Ginger: (Sounds like the Remenistal Whale Divider.)

Sasuke: *He coughed and wheezed.* I dreamt we caught it!

Ginger: How is that strange? Please respond.

Sasuke: ... *He suddenly looked down with an emotionless face.*

Ginger: Sas-? *She suddenly gasped in terror.* (No! His Neurons! The damage on his body-)

Sasuke: I.. Stwange..

*Ginger quickly stood up and noticed her hands shake, causing her to place them behind her back out of Sasuke's sight.*

Sasuke: I don't... I can't feel my body.

Ginger: (The tone in his voice has changed?)

Sasuke: I.. *He leant back in the pillow and struggled to breathe.*

Ginger: "Niklauseh! Where are you?! Niklauseh?!"

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Blake: Should we.. Bury him?

Rachael: *She looked surprised.* It wasn't fair what happened to him.

Blake: Did ya, like, know him?

Rachael: No.. But he was from where I come from. He had nothing to do with- *She suddenly frowned and quickly grabbed Blake by his leather.* You warriors kill everything!

Blake: *He stared at Rachael with an emotionless face.* ...

Rachael: Say something!

Blake: We're wrong..

Rachael: *She slightly gasped in response.* Wrong?

Blake: It ain't sexy what we do. But, we did it in order to live.

Rachael: "Surely you aren't justifying the murder of innocent people?!"

Blake: "Nah. No wai.. I've only just seen how wrong everything is. When someone holds your respect, pride, feelings, love, you look up to them.. You'll do anything for them, you're only, like, blind to what they want. I've totally killed people purely because the Consultants wanted it. I didn't even think how unsexily wrong it was."

Rachael: Tssk- *She released Blake with a slight push and focused back to Zaind.*

Blake: "It won't ever hide the fact of what I, like, done. So, I gotta atone hey."

Rachael: You had plenty of opportunities to kill us. You're sad about Quintess, but you never stepped in. Was it that you were scared? Didn't want to? Or-?

Blake: I've been swinging with the wrong team my whole life, hey.. Maybe it's time to, like, fight for the right one? *He leant at an angle and placed his hand on his waist.*

Rachael: I'm not sure if I'll ever trust you, Blake.

Blake: H-Hey..? *He whispered to himself in shock, intensely glancing at Rachael with widening eyes.*

Rachael: *She kicked the ground with bent knees and punched to each side, causing a rapture to appear along the ground in front of her.* It's almost against human nature to trust someone who's tried to kill you.

Blake: True. *He looked hurt and avoided eye contact.*

Rachael: *She closed her eyes, as if she was saying a prayer in her head.* But- *She bent her knees and rolled Zaind's body into the rapture.*

Blake: (But?) *He thought to himself with heightened emotions, as if he was eager to hear what Rachael had to say next.*

Rachael: *She punched her fists together, smashing the ground back together.* I no longer see you as an enemy.

Blake: *He covered his dropping jaw with one hand.* Why?

Rachael: *She stood up and turned around, reaching her hand out.* You can thank Ash for teaching me how to give people second chances.

Blake: *He hesitantly reached out and shook Rachael's hand.* I won't let ya down, hey.

Rachael: You won't.. Or I'll kill you myself.

Blake: *He smiled with watering eyes and nodded his head, as if he was happy to accept her terms.* Rite!

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*Ginger frowned to herself and stared in front while keeping sight of Blake in the corner of her eye.*

Ginger: (Should.. Should I let him do what he desires and allow him to return the planet's energy?)

Blake: I think you should hey.

Ginger: *She looked at Blake in confusion.* Please respond?

Blake: You were, like, talking out loud.

Ginger: How incredibly intrusive! *She sounded offended and purposely ran a little faster ahead of Blake.*

Blake: You talk like my lover. *He smiled.*

Ginger: Yoh? *She slowed down, looking at Blake.* You have not spoken about this lover?

Blake: "I don't know why, maybe why I think you're really sexy, but the way you talk, so formal, fufufu. *He shyly looked away.* I don't know wat I'm, like, saying."

Ginger: I understand. You merely enjoy the similar personality traits in the way we speak and-

Blake: Nah, that's not it hey.

Ginger: If that is not the answer, then what is?

Blake: I think it's because you two are awesome.

Ginger: "Ey, Blake? How illogical. By facts, the duration of time spent, we have hardly had the adequate time to say we have known each other for long, you surely should not state such things."

Blake: (I have to re-say what she says in my head sometimes to understand.) *He shrugged in response.* He always tells me that I wear my heart on my sleeve.

Ginger: Then, I see how the warriors were a great profession for you.

Blake: A joke?

Ginger: One will never know.

Blake: Fufufu.

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Arcadia: Those two.. Thy wanted to see a part of my dream come true.

Celest: "A dream? Thy appreciate if thou keep the jokes to a minimum when talking about imperatively important discussions-"

Arcadia: Thy see. *She smiled as if she just realised the pun she made.* Not involving my Diareamer abilities. Thy won't be able to see several of my dreams come true.

Celest: ...

Arcadia: Thy am young. But knowing what thy know.

Celest: Seeing your death should not be able to stop thou from living your dreams-

Arcadia: They are both wild, powerful, lost, uncertain and at times, question life itself.. If thy ever had a child, thy would want them to endure such experiences.

Celest: (She desires children?) *She thought to herself in shock.* Why would you want that? *She dropped her professional-like attitude.*

Arcadia: "They don't have to be smart, can be rude at times, but thy'd want them to value friendship. Thou wouldn't know the true value of the word unless thou were each other's pillars. A true friendship where thou benefit from their times, instead of their value to thou."

Celest: (Thy'm not entirely sure what she's talking about, but Arcadia is known to never show her true emotions, which thy feel she is doing it now.)

Arcadia: They will value spirit, and more importantly, a will that can't be broken. Against the face of true despair, their pillars will not crumble under their feet. Knowing what thy know is a blessing, and yet a curse.

Celest: So you see yourself as a motherly figure towards them?

Arcadia: Thy do, but don't at the same time.

Celest: *She momentarily looked hurt.* Dismissed.

Arcadia: *She looked confused.* Celestiana?

Celest: I'm personally connected to you through Radiatons. I will report nothing of importance to The Wise.

Arcadia: Why?

Celest: Your death draws near. You have been loyal, and personally.. I'm tired of throwing away people I care about. *She clicked her fingers, causing Arcadia to gasp into consciousness.*

Arcadia: *She found herself in her wooden chair slightly startled.* (Celestiana showing mercy? But why?)

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Lezard: Father monster?

Millard: Oh my-? *He looked at Lezard in shock.* Lezard... Estel?

Lezard: ...-

Millard: What are you doing on this continent?

Lezard: *He formed fists.* "Is that all you're going to say? You haven't seen me in centuries, and that's all you have to say?"

Millard: *He watched the fiery tornado lose its spiral, causing the flames to die down, revealing the warrior on the ground unconscious.* I wasn't expecting to see you.

Lezard: You gave me the impression you'd be seeing me soon.

Millard: My little monster.. I've been back and forth between continents, making new friends, The Unknown Territories. *He shook his head and adjusted his cone-shaped hat.*

Lezard: Not even once.

Millard: Now, now, my little monster. I've been to Silver Wind Island several times, just to see you. But you were never there?

Lezard: "You did? I wasn't?"

Millard: It made my old bones sad.

Lezard: *He gasped in realisation.* (He must've arrived when I was out on guild related missions?)

Millard: Good news. I'm closing in on Kathalestel.

Lezard: Mother monster?

Millard: Yuppers.

Lezard: Ooo, how exciting.

Millard: I know! Do you feel the excitement, it sends malicious shivers down the spine.

Lezard: Malicious yet-

Millard and Lezard: Delicious!

Lezard: Bwarharharh.

Millard: Bahahahah.

Lezard: It's good to see you again, daddypoo.

Millard: And you too my special pumpkin.

Lezard: Oh stahp, as Karol would say.

Millard: Bahaha, how are your trusty friends going?

Lezard: Actually, I'm in a guild.

Millard: Oooo- *He wiggled his bottom to each side.* A guild?! What is it called? Who did you join?

Lezard: We formed our own guild. The Rostical Guild! *He hobbled on the spot and pointed up into the air, as if he was doing some sort of pose.*

Millard: How majestic! Do you all have special poses? And do you wear different coloured clothes, or matching?!

Lezard: Bwarharh, settle your battleship, daddypoo-

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Nathan: What is with you?!

Destiny: Yeup!

Luna: I was supposed to die quietly.

Nathan: "Please! Was this because of what we said on the rooftop!?"

Luna: Nah. It was a long time comin'. *She wheezed out the words.*

Nathan: What is your problem?!

Luna: Leave me. If I'm with you, I'll just get in your way.

Nathan: *He looked angry as tears ran down his face.* I fucking love you, Luna!

Luna: A-Aye? *She opened her eyes, surprised.*

Nathan: Couldn't you just wait?!

Luna: Wait-? *She wheezed out her word and struggled to breathe.*

Destiny: (You need to get the residue out of her system!)

Nathan: "I-I have control over my own Neurons and Astragons, but I can't-"

Destiny: (You have to!-)

?????: Loona! Nafan! Destinee!

Nathan: *He looked up with watering eyes.* Karol! Please!

Karol: *He ran up to Luna in a child-like manner.* W-What happened-?!

Nathan: I don't-

Destiny: (Repeat after me!)

Nathan: *He sniffed and obediently nodded his head.* Okay.

Karol: Huh?

Destiny: (We need to flush out the residue with Astragons.)

Nathan: .. We have to flush out the residue with Astragons!

Karol: Ohkay! *He placed his hands over Luna's chest and started to focus.*

Destiny: (At the same time, you need to apply Neurons around the lungs-)

Nathan: Why?

Karol: Why what? Who are you talking tooh?

Destiny: (To stop the damaged areas from collapsing her lungs! I can feel it all!)

Nathan: We have to pour Neurons around her lungs to stop them from collapsing!

Destiny: Yeup! *She meowed with urgency.*

Karol: *He shook his head.* I kan't do both!

Nathan: *He placed his trembling hands over Karol's.* What do I do?

Karol: Just use the Neurons as if yooh were going to use an attack!

Nathan: (That seems simple enough.) *He tensed his fingers which caused Luna's chest to expand.*

Luna: Kgh-

Karol: *He waved his hands upwards, causing Luna to throw up blue and green.* What's...? *He looked behind him, staring at The Waterless Lake.* (Neuronic poisoning?)

Nathan: Th-That's right. *He chuckled with tears running down his face.*

Karol: *He lowered his arms and looked up to Nathan with a confused, sad expression.* Why did she-?

Nathan: What now-?

Karol: "We need to talk to Wezard now!"

Destiny: (She needs to be healed properly!)

Nathan: *He scooped Luna up in his arms and awkwardly stepped forward in pain.* Argh!

Karol: What's wrong, Nafan?!

Destiny: (Nathan?!)

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Karol: Everywon. *He caught the entire guild's attention and made them watch him reach behind his back.*

Ginger: Ey, K-Karol? What are you doing-?

Karol: *He pulled forward and revealed a large handful of crystals.* H-Here-

Blake: Crystalline Membranes? *He hissed in confusion.*

Ginger: *She observed the crystals and wiped the remaining tears off her face as she pretended not to be upset.* (After spending unwanted and adequate time with him, I should not be surprised that this child has the Astragon ability to recreate an RPG bag-like effect in his Astral Pocket.)

Nathan: They're the champion's! *He grunted under his breath.*

Rachael: (Lorilei.) *She staggered towards Karol, noticing the guild all cluster towards him.*

Lezard: Lezard has been in agonising pain to watch whatever is on this plot progressing memories!

Nathan: Let's watch them.

Luna: *She noticed Ginger and Blake walk towards them, causing her to frown in disapproval.* Nah, you two shouldn't watch these, aye!

Karol: Loona?

Rachael: Why?

Luna: She was our friend, aye. You don't have any right to see wateva is on them!

Blake: Watevs.

Ginger: Ykkt, how illogical. Such a rash judgement in personality due to emotions.

Blake: *He watched Lezard, Karol, Ginger and Rachael all reach out in a camp-like gathering around the crystal, causing it to glow in response.* Why's that Crystalline Membrane a different colour?

*The guild all leant back and closed their eyes as if they went into a sudden, trance-like slumber.*

Blake: They're not even, like, aware of their surroundings.

Ginger: It has an Astragon seal around it. I was purely curious to know what was so special about the crystals. I could not care less the sentimental value it held to this guild.

Blake: "The champion. Where is that hunchback freak?" *He hissed in a spiteful manner and glanced at Ginger as if he assumed she would know.*

Ginger: Their personal lives to not effect me in the slightest. Therefore, knowing and holding such information is illogical. Please respond.

Blake: Well, what's the plan after this? All my old brigade members are gone. Vanguard, the freaky unsexy bitch is dead. All that's left is the Consultant, amirite?

Ginger: There is brother, and there is this entity.

Blake: Entity? Gimme the goss!

Ginger: *She looked at Blake with a serious expression on her face.* They have found the entity that has caused the yellow-eyed disease.

Blake: H-Hey? *He gasped under his breath and looked shocked.* The c-corrupted Neurons?

Ginger: *She looked back to the guild and stared at their peaceful faces.* Affirmative.

Blake: *He formed fists and started to shake with emotion.* (So many people have died from this disease-) *He exhaled in realisation.* (I could repent my past, by saving all the future lives taken by the disease!)

Ginger: Ey, Blake?

Blake: *He snapped out of his line of thought and leant to one side, placing his hand on his waist.* I'll probs chill with this guild a little longer, hey.

Ginger: *She nodded her head.* I have great intentions to pursue my brother, but I have calculated that if I were to follow this guild in tracking down this entity, the likelihood of encountering my brother is over eighty percent. Please respond.

Blake: I still don't know your past, but, I've got ya back, my spice.

Ginger: (Yoh?!) *She looked at Blake in shock as if she didn't know how to respond.*

Blake: I wonder wat's in those memories, hey. *He stared at the crystals, watching them light up with a heartbeat-like glow.*

--

Lorilei: Oh my, I'm so happy you all have come to hear my last message. My family and my guild. *Her words echoed in the guild's thoughts as they fell deeper into the crystal's Astragons.*

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*Klaus walked down a royal-appearing hallway and stopped in front of a large wooden door.*

Klaus: I'm finally here, undetected. It's time to wake up, Sasuke, Asuna!

*Klaus opened his hand and the glyphic markings on the door suddenly moved and carved their own lines into the door, causing the sounds of an old thick door unlocking to echo down the hallway.*

Klaus: (The Susanoo's secret Spacial Funnel.. Directly under the heart of Silver Wind Island.) *He thought to himself in determination and stood still, as the doors suddenly burst open, blowing a strong gust of wind past him.*

Chapter 1: Blake's Tale

Lorilei: *She smiled at Rachael, Luna, Lezard, Nathan and Karol, watching them stand in an area filled with nothing but white light.* Oh my, I'm so happy you all have come to hear my last message. My family and my guild.

Karol: Champiyon! *He squealed with watering eyes.*

Rachael: Lorilei..?

Lorilei: Oh my. *She smiled.* There are many things I've needed to tell you all.

Luna: .. Why did you go? *She whimpered, causing the guild to look at her in shock.*

Nathan: I'm not sure if she can hear us, Luna. *He placed his hand on the back of her head, running his fingers through her long white hair.*

Lezard: Lezard wants to know what it is?! We've been waiting for years already, ooo. *He wiggled his bottom to each side, causing the charm to sway from his cone-shaped hat.*

Luna: (It hasn't been long, but I miss you..) *She thought to herself with growing sadness.*

Lorilei: My family, the guild, you all are amazing, but after encountering that creature.. *She paused and formed fists, before relaxing them open.* Who stole Raphael's Radiatons.. I knew this foe was out of our league.

Rachael: When did she record this? *She admired Lorilei's beautiful white, feathered wings.*

Karol: I fink it was befour everywon got here-

Rachael: Where?

Karol: In the forwest-

Lorilei: With my knowledge from Valhalla, I can tell you clues leading to The Weapons of Memories.

Luna: Weapons, aye?

Nathan: The Weapons of Memories?

Karol: I remembarh them. Mumsy used to talk about them all the tyme-

Lezard: ...

Rachael: Weapons? *She whispered under her breath.* What are they?

Lezard: "Well-"

Luna: And if you say weapons, Lizard-

Lezard: Lezard-

Luna: I will punch ya in the face, aye. *She grunted with a sad filled frown.*

Lezard: *He paused.* The weapons are the strongest in their class. Some say they were forged by The Valkyrie itself.

Luna: Now we're talkin' about a Valkyrie?

Rachael: What makes them the strongest?

Nathan: Of Memories? *He mumbled to himself with his deep voice, triggering a flashback.*

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*The champion and Nathan stood outside the tavern at night, listening to the few sounds of softened chatter and glasses hitting the wooden tables inside.*

Champion: What's the matter?

Nathan: A sword, I'm running low on swords.

Champion: "I have noticed that you're wielding more than one sword these days."

Nathan: Good observation. *He smiled with worry.*

Champion: Why is this?

Nathan: Yeah. I'm not sure if I'm not that great at hardening swords with my Neurons, or it's the enemies we've been fighting- *He mumbled with his deep voice and placed his hands on his head.* But they keep breaking.

Champion: What about the Mythril sword from Kane? *She hobbled to the side due to her hunchback, looking in the general direction of the lower markets.*

Nathan: It's going well. But..

Champion: It's not strong enough?

Nathan: No.

Champion: It doesn't suit your skills?

Nathan: It's the best sword we can get, but sometimes it feels like I'm using a bread knife.

Champion: Maybe we could talk about The Sword of Memories.

Nathan: Sword of-? *He looked at champion, intrigued.*

Champion: But before that, what else is the matter?

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Nathan: She was going to tell me about it, but- *He glanced at Lezard.* She never told me.

Lezard: They are said to have the memories of their previous wielders.

Luna: Aye?

Karol: W-Wezard?

Rachael: *She thought to herself in confusion.* Like, stored Astragons?

Lorilei: You're probably asking, what are these weapons she speaks of, teeheh. *She chuckled, attempting to hide her obvious sadness and fear.*

Lezard: (Champypoo took the longest to fully open up to us. She never started to laugh out loud until-)

Lorilei: "Unlike any other weapon created, these were forged by the celestial beings in The Astral Plains. They also retain the skills, power and strength of their previous owners. Powerful and rare Rosterology weapons have certain abilities, but the Weapons of Memories far surpass these abilities by a long shot."

Nathan: (That doesn't sound right?) *He thought to himself in confusion.* (Retains the strength and power of their previous owners?)

Lorilei: There are five weapons, each symbolises the five points of the Seraphic Gate, or Sacred Knights.

Luna: "I'm officially lost now."

Lorilei: There is, The Trident of Memories, Staff of Memories, Sword of Memories-

Nathan: (The Sword of Memories-)

Lorilei: Boots of Memories and The Stylus of Memories.

Luna: Psssht! The Boots of Memories? What does it do? Make you invisible or perform A-classed dances?

Karol: Loona-?

Lorilei: Currently, The Trident and Stylus of Memories already have owners. They are the proud and esteemed owners of the Seraphic children.

Rachael: I can't stop staring at her wings.

Luna: I know right!

Lezard: "Lezard thinks she looks absolutely delicious without the hunchback! Ooo-"

Lorilei: "I know the locations to two and the other is vague." *She paused and nodded her head to reassure herself.*

Karol: (Champiyon...) *He cupped his hands and looked down to his feet, staring at his blue dancer-like boots.*

Lorilei: The Staff of Memories is located in a sacred place called Turnback Cave-

Luna: Is she effin' serious? Turnback Cave? Do we have to cross through the underground city of dwarfs and then travel across the elven empire in the hidden forest-?

Rachael: Luna, please-

Lorilei: Only Elementalists will be able to access this area. This weapon's ability allows people to link at a Neuronic level-

Luna: Wat-?

Rachael: Luna! Questions later!

Luna: Wateva- *She grunted with a nod of understanding.* (I just wasn't expecting to become friends.. Really good friends with her..)

Lorilei: "The Boots of Memories, allows the owner's Astragons to vibrate at a different level. This means that solid objects will slip through while a dance has commenced."

Karol: Whow. *He gasped under his breath in a child-like manner.*

Lorilei: The person that protects this, is a citizen from Valhalla, so it's location is unknown. But, he is known to wear clown-like apparel.

Lezard: *He snapped his fingers in response.* (Ooo! Lezard remembers him!)

Lorilei: And lastly, The Sword of Memories.

Nathan: ... *He slightly leant forward, showing more interest in what she had to say.*

Lorilei: The Sword of Memories is very unique in the way its Astragons and Neurons are stored into it.