Mistress of the Keep
Asirah Ars'Noctis
Solusek Ro

Story by
Rhea

he Great Hall had not been used in years. It had been almost a decade since arguments had arose and heavy decisions were made. The emerald thrones in which the immortals sat in had become deserted and what once was filled with steaming disputes was now a chamber of silence. Only the eternal light, which shone through the Hall's vast ceiling, remained of great radiance. For darkness served as evil to the mighty Gods of Light.

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For days the lively streets of Lenok had been cloaked in solemn darkness allowing nothing but the chilling silence linger in the air. The Mistress of the Dark had once again prevailed against the gods, plaguing another city of gloom for the quest of middle-earth. A dark wind blew from the west foreshadowing great disaster while rumor spread of dragons and the coming of everlasting darkness to Norrath. The sorceress' mastery had grown too powerful, even for the immortal gods of Light.

"Be still, Raven!"

Asirah Ars'Noctis shook her head disapprovingly at her pesky drake as he hissed at his keeper, resentfully obeying her command. The two companions stood alone in Lenok's abandoned courtyard, for no creature dared to venture into the ceaseless night.

"It is time," the elven sorceress whispered, her callous eyes staring off into the dark shadows. Lowering her staff to the ground, she quietly recited an ancient verse:

When Winter sighs her bitter breath
The starless night will conquer day
Beneath the shadows Hope lies faint
No longer shines Tunare's light

After muttering an elven spell, Asirah's staff began to brightly glow, forcing Raven to shun the radiant light from his dilated eyes. Rays of white light ejected into the dark, illuminating an eerie silhouette in the tarnished sky.

Suddenly, in even the outmost corners of Lenok, an abrupt rumble began to tremor the silent grounds. A thunderous groan sounded beneath the surface, forming giant fissures in the ground, while houses and buildings destructed. Chaos rang throughout the city. Citizens struggled to manage in the haunting darkness while others lost hope and waited for the demon to end.

And while the city slowly crumbled to ruins, Asirah Ars' Noctis stood silent with a cynical smile upon her face. . .For a new leaf had turned, and the calling of the Great Hall had come to order.

Asirah Ars'Noctis haunts dreams on the Solusek Ro server.