The Tylingariea Epic - 232 Prolouge

The king of Nevermore the captiol of Naz’gar in the Di’taree region of Tylingariea was dying.

” what do you mean my Father is dying!” a tall blond haired woman with light brown skin her eyes were a firy red and she had the poor servent who gave her the message in a stragle hold.

” Ti’ra stop your going to kill him!” a medium sized Dra’garee who also had light brown skin but dark brown hair said as he pryed her hands from the boys thort . with out a word the boy ran away. Ti’ra glared at the person next to her ” Bree why did you stop me!” Ti’ra cried out ” Our father is dying and all we can do is wait until were called to see him!”

“Yes, mother now sit down.” a young man said in a dry voice Ti’ra paused and tried to look at him ” Jai’ren.” she said slowly as Ti’ra sat down ” you have the most to gain from this. being the youngest Dra’ghoul.”

Jai’ren smilled his a sly smile Ti’ra could see in his eyes a sinster darkness that pented her soul, she hated his dark blue eyes and his white hair with was said to be unsual in the Dra’ghoul bloodline.

after seveal hours a attende came out and said ” the king has passed and told me to tell you that he passes his throne to Jai’ren Dra’ghoul unless in ten years time when Jai’ren can obtain the throne another Dra’ghoul is found by there for that Dra’ghoul will be the new heir of Nevermore.”

Jai’ren smiled ” i have nothing to worry about all of the other Dra’ghouls are dead, there are non that could possably be alive still.”

” yes not after you had them all killed ten years ago.” a tall hooded figure said Jai’ren turned and said ” who are you?”

the figure bowed ” i am merely a messager from a far away land sent to give the new king of Nevermore a warning.”

Jai’ren replied ” what is it?” the messager stood up and replied coldly ” you are not the last Dra’ghoul there will be anthor.”

Before Jai’ren could react the messager had vashied leaving Jai’ren frozen to the spot ” Damn Kara. i don’t know when this supposed new Dra’ghoul will appear so i suppose i will just have to bid my time until i now when to strike.”

at this very monment in a unknown uncharted part of Tylingariea a clocked woman ran though the forest in her arms a woven basket, she cried out as a branch tore at her skin ripping open a long jagged scar that ran down her right side.

powering though the pain she contured to run, she knew pain, her body was used to the ripping and tearing of her flesh. She stopped at a large opening her lungs pounding, blood flowing from her sides, her feet blistered and bloody.

before she could react a arrow flew from behind her and pierced her knee the auidoable sound of her bone shaddering could be heard as she fell to the ground her leg folding in on its self she screamed even more as the crunching of her leg being crushed by the weight of her fall could be heard as a an a loud snap like a twig.

” Stop Rai, you have no where else to go.” a tall man with dark blood red hair said Rai looked into this mans dark blue eyes and saw nothing but darkness gripping the basket ” you will never get your hands on these children.”

The man smilled a dark and evil smile ” you don’t know that for sure.” he said as he reached for the basket but at the last second Rai channeled all of her Kyi into a teleporton spell. The man pulled his hand back as the basket was encased in a glow of white light. then in two seconds the basket was gone.