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...ed Tihi but nobody thinks the creature was actually slain by Grap, Eresta’s sword. Lizards from the forest of Allohickyest have immunity to anything with a blade. Chapter One BEHOLD! THE BLADE AND STAFF OF ELOHINDRA! In a peaceful village called Criell the Muans were having their annual Feast of Gilder. A Muan named Fratulǚk was sitting in front of his favorite dish, Coney’n’Dip. The leader of the Muans, Tretǻl, tapped his fork against his rare diamond goblet. Everyone knew the Feast of Gilder officially began. Fratulǚk began gorging his face with food. Tretǻl cleared his throat, “ahem.” Fratulǚk smiled with his face absolutely full of half digested food!! He spat it all on his plate and everybody looked at the pile of goop full of disgust. Tretǻl continued with his speech, “We are here now gathered in our 100th annual Feast o’ Gilder. It is 1620 and alas I must offer myself to Iliktar, the great beast of the sky. My lad, Posatios will be leader. Now I will give Retroni the sword of speaking.” In the Feast of Gilder, their monthly Feast of David of their decadal Feast of Elohindra the sword of speaking was used for, well… speaking during the speeches. A wizard came up and held the sword-hilt of Glag, which was the sword of speaking. He said in an astonishingly loud voice: “I Retroni after all these years have found the great weapons after all these years after Eresta’s first death day 30 years ago. BEHOLD! THE BLADE AND STAFF OF ELOHINDRA! You mustn’t worry for thy great weapons have been showered in the moonlight yet someone has blocked the moon and the dark one was revived! Thy prophecy states that two great heroes will take these great weapons to the very source of evil reveal the moon and save us all from being swallowed by darkness, will thy two heroes return and if they did, whence will they reveal their identity.” Every Muan in the great room argued and fought for being the hero. Two 40-year-old Muans didn’t fight they were actually scared. Retroni was so annoyed by the Muans such babyish actions that he whispered in Tretǻl’s ear, “Eh, looks like Iliktar will get two offerings for the price of one. It’s his lucky century.” The two Muans that weren’t fighting stood up. It was the perfect combination for the quest, to enter Jrasto, the dark land you need both a male and female. The male Muan said in a timid and weak voice, “Me and Naiwen will do it!” Every living creature froze. Retroni said, “Orod and Naiwen I am surprised, completely astonished. For a Muan 44 isn’t very old. You aren’t even trained in combat. Why do you want to do this, the Quest of Sacrias? This quest requires a lot of quest experience. Exactly why do you two want to do this quest?” “We are tired of our lives. Muans don’t have very exciting everyday lives. Men get do quests everyday! Muans do nothing that exciting. That is why we want to do this quest. Both of our fathers have done the quest of the treasure from beyond. Our families have carried the armor of these great adventurers as heirlooms. We received their armor 4 years ago,” replied Naiwen. “Good. Your quest will begin tomorrow. Be alert at all times, for Tihi is still living. Eresta didn’t slay it like you thought,” said Retroni. “Wait! I will come too! I will swear to protect Orod and Naiwen at all times! The weapons of Elohindra are hardly ever controlled by any mortal Muan,” shouted out Fratulǚk. “I will come too!” cried out Fratulǚk’s friend, Gretionű. “Ironis, Eronic, and I will also come!” said Treyi (another Muan) in a weak-croaking voice “Yes, yes. You will all go as a company. I trust you. I know you have much experience of quests,” said Retroni half covered in darkness. The next day the quest would begin. Orod, Naiwen, Fratulǚk, Gretionű, Ironis, Eronic, and Treyi all met under “The Great Oak.” Orod was wearing his father’s armor, a yellow suit of armor with a shield shaped like a dragonhead. Naiwen was wearing enchanted wizard robes. Everyone else ...