Go to the BATTLE ZONE

One day in a little town called Menoroo, on the south ridge of Norea a little boy sits in bed reading Law of Magic hoping to a mage one day and go on his pilgrimage. This boys name is Exoth. This boy is a very special boy because he was born in the exact time that Nenorona the high mage predicted 100 yrs before. And little did Exoth know that they had their eye on him.
Chapter-1- The beginning
On morning Exoth got up felling particularly happy. Exoth went to the window of his room and gazed at the forests and the birds flying from the huge Luthian trees, Exoth had a very good view of the forest because he lived on a cliff that was next to a waterfall that went down into a pool at the bottom of the cliff then ran into the forest. Exoth didnt want to leave this place but at the same time he wanted change for the better, an adventure in which he would meet lots of new things, but he knew that that would never happen well not in his life time any way. Exoth get your furry be hind down to the table a once yelled his mum from the wood stove fire place, yeah I coming another thing that he wanted to change was his food instead of his usual goop well if was even that! Exoth was not enthusiastic about the break fast that he was going to have to endure. He sat at the table, at the seat that was rite next to the window. He looked out the window and saw the Hipnog drinking at the water, then out of no were a Vivi jumped out and sunk his teeth deep into the Hipnos flesh. Well eat it his mum yelled, Exoth turn to face her and picked up the spoon. He was about to swallow the mysterious goop when a knock at the door echoed through the house. The door opened a small chubby man wodled into the small room. His mum let out a scream...

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The two companions were now at Dehaya near the Falling Alps of the East.
' So whats your name, You never told me' said Norea.
'Oh yeah'
'Well Norea said I a tired voice 'tell me demit!'
'Its Menoroo, of the Trijen clan of the east'
'Oh!?, I better be nice to you then, or you will decapitate me or some thing'
'Shut up just because the Trijen clan are said to be ruthless killing Viking like people we aren't!'
Sorry! said Norea in a state of shock.

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It was getting dark so the two new companions looked for shelter to spend the night.
'Here!' yelled Menoroo at the top of his voice. Norea can running over as soon as he herd Menoroo yell.
'This is fit for us' said Menoroo in a satisfied voice.
Si they set up camp in the little shelter that was barley holding Menoroo and Norea.
Norea woke up that night to the sound of a screeching sound of a Zehoorin (These are special bread of animal there is only 5 known that are made for the Haren a army that serves the High Empire on the Caloren Council the worst person in all of the known lands, this beast is heavy but fast and has lots of power in its tusks). Norea scrambled around for his sword when the Zehoorin rammed him in the back and nocked his to the ground.
'Wake, Ooooh!, Oooooow!, Menoroo wake up!!!' (As you should know the Trajin are deep sleepers and will not wake up till they are ready). Norea scrambled towards Menoroo in an attempt to wake up him up but failed. Norea got hit another time in his back and was sent flying to the small shelters wall over Menoroo. The Zehoorin was waking towards him. The fat beast stepped onto Menoroo. Menoroo woke up and grabbed the Zehoorin's leg. The Zehoorin started to yelp on the top of its voice and (if their is one thing that you don't want to experience in your life its the yelp of a Zehoorin) Menoroo got to this full hight still holding its leg, Norea scrambled for his sword once again while Menoroo was taking the beast. After nearly 10 minutes of constant fighting Norea found his sword, pulled it out of its hilt and ran towards the Zehoorin, sword glazed in the light of the moon as Norea rased his sword ready to strike the foul beast. And in a split second the Zehoorin was beheaded, blood was poring over the rock and dirt ground. They dragged the dead corpse out of the shelter that was now drenched in blood and put it in the middle of the road for all who come past to see.

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The day after the attack by the Zehoorin they set out to the school of magic. Norea was hoping to become a High Mage like his father, and were only a day away...

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Norea was walking to the Cross-Roads, near the Calm Lands when he ran into a large sign written in red link, saying, All those who are looking to be Mages come to the school of Magic, In the Thunder Plans next to the Large Tower of Harno...". Norea stopped reading and sat down on a near by rock, siyed and muttered Why couldn't I have chosen to stay and live at home". A tear slowly rolled down his cheek .'well, said Norea 'going to that school must be better than living out here' he got up and reached for his bag. He had been looking at the map for a good 15 minutes trying to find The Thunder Plans but so far he hadnt found it. After another 15 minutes he had located The Thunder Plans on the map and headed of in the direction the map told him to.



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It was night by the time Norea had gotten to Mungol, 500 meters from Truith Lakes. He had chosen to settle down for the night under the shelter of a massive cave like rock. As he was walking deeper into the cave he saw in the corner of his eye the remains of ashes that were still barley glowing red. He went to examine the remains. He bent closer, and closer to see something that the once blazing fire hadn't finished burning, it was a note, a letter that was written in an old form of Entlish but it was much to hard for him to read. He was getting tired so he put out his torn mat in the dark and he lied down and eventually went to sleep.



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The next day Norea was paking for the days jurney ahead of him egerly. Norea was wondering what lyes ahead of him.

He was at an intersection of three dirt roads he heard a man screaming on the top of his voice. Norea withdrew his long Samari sword from its hilt( Norea was an extreamly skilled swords man and capable to kill). He came running past him about half a minute later and ran on past him as if he hadn't noticed he at all.



He met the person 500 meters up the trak puffing uncontrollable. 'H..H..Who are you??' said the man as Norea tried to walk past unoticed.



'Me,Me Sir were you talking to me?' said Norea.



Ah,well there is no one ealse for another, anther 100 miles maby... so YES!!! I am talking to you!'



'Ok, My name is Norea, son of the High Mage Braska'



'Ah...Ah.. Nu I don't know any one by thaat n...n...name' said the man still puffing.



'Well not many people did' said Norea ' So was that you screaming back at that intersection?'



'Shamfully yes',Said the man with a slit sound of embarisment in his voice.



'Why??' asked Norea



"Because there is a foul beast back there' He said 'Did it not come this way?'



' No' said Norea 'nor did I see any beats on my way up here'



'Than well are all luky, so were are you off to?'



'The school of magic, in the Thunder Plans'



'Well we have got a long way to go then'



'What!?, we'



'Yeah, about that I have no one to stay with... so... so I was wondering if I could come with you'



'well?'



'please' said the man who was about to cry



'well it looks like I don't have a choice do I!'



'No, no you don't' said the man ' I mean you do but it was the nice thing to do'.



The two conpanions set off down the durt road once agian to the School of Magic...



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