The Silver Knight's tales by the fire.

A man sat alone by the fireside of the library, plucking the guitar with a melodious tune, an ancient song of a long-forgotten race in a distant land. He was a well-aged man, the crossing border of a seasoned veteran and an old man. He looked very physically fit, if you did not notice the belly, and had a worn face of a fatherly sort, with the exception of the scarred cheek with a letter or a word from a distant country, as if it were burned onto him. His eyes were of a dulled crimson, revealing very little, yet volumes of his character. He wore simple garments suited to a bard or a story teller, with the exception of his right arm bracer, which had the crest of the silver lion engraved onto the metal, with the eyes glowing with an emerald-like material, giving off a tone of regality and age. He smiled with content as the song kept going, and noticed someone there.

"Hello stranger. I am the silver knight, and you have just come to my little corner of the library. I would be glad of you to keep me company on these dark nights, and you may also hear of a few tales of old from this aging soldier. So sit by the fireside, and tell me about yourself, then our tales will begin..."

"I think you already know me." *smiles*

Well hello, my old friend. Would you like to listen to an old man ramble? Or simply sit here to have tea? *smiles and sets a tea set*.

How about both?

*grins and pours two cups of tea* I hope you do not mind Lily Tea. What brings you to this corner, brother?

Well I would like to listen to your stories. We haven't been together in ages so I'd like to hear of your adventures while I've been gone.

Well, There was one the very minute you left my sight, when this beautiful woman caught my attention and we were swept into a grand tale of adventure, deceit, love, tragedy, and for me, a broken heart. Would you like to hear the tale? Or would you like to bring more people to listen?
He asked, sipping tea as the fireside crackled with calmness.

What ever you prefer. *sipped some tea* Got any sugar?

More guests would be nice. The sugar is on your right. *Waves hand and the sugar container opens up*
So, where would you like me to start?

*drops 12 cubes of sugar* The beginning would be nice.

The tea too strong? *chuckles* Pay it no mind. Ahh. As the story begins.

I remember it was a clear day when we parted ways, three weeks after the assault on dark athena. I had merely left the town when the group parted ways, and I was enchanted by this beautiful azure-haired maiden. She was a fairyborne, I believe... But no matter. She and I began to talk, and the first thing I noticed were her nice, firm, very massive-

Librarian's assistant: MELONS!!!! I finally found that book!!! The book of MELONS!!! *Scurries off with a book in the shape of a circle*

-Er... Yes, her...ahem... melons.... And we had talked for days, learning much about each other as the travels we went through continued...

[[ LOL!!!!!!!!!!! Austin Powers moment]]

Huh...reminds me when I first met Miracle only I just arrived in Corpavale.

It was three weeks past before she was attacked by this rouge group of bandits. They seemed to understand our language, but had an accent like mine of the far-eastern dialects. It seemed that this maiden was a very important political figure, a future queen, and it was said she ran away, to find true love. She and I fought off the bandits, who wanted to kidnap her for the then-ruler, the BlackHearted King Lord Xing Wu. She then decided that we were to return to the kindgom, and she would pay me to accompany her. I accepted, and we set off...

*Pours a new cup of tea*.

Mind if I get in on that? *hands now empty tea cup*

*Pours another cup for them*

Our first stop was the island nation of Kiyona. We took the ferry, and it nearly took the both of us three weeks to arrive. It was through the sea of Rhodes, It took us a while. She told me her story. The standard "Damsel in Distress" Scenario. Dead father, sickly mother, no sons to inherit the throne, and the only way for her evil uncle to take over the throne was through her death. However, she had not told me all of the real reasons we had gone. It was on our third week when a storm hit. It was not a natural storm. Lightning in the color of the voids, the clouds red with blood. It was a Hydralisk. Those creatures were common throughout the winter period, but we had travelled through the cusp of spring. The two of us along with a few members of the crew which surprisingly was King Emrik, had fought off the various heads of the hydralisk, but the storm along with the Hydralisk were all to difficult for a select few to handle without massive losses.

We opted for a hasty retreat, and nearly got away through the jagged seamountains of the Avia, but before they could get through, the hydralisk launched it's final attack. I had the Princess enter the cabins, and I tried so singlehandedly fight off a hundred of the Hydralisk heads. I staved them off for a while, until one of the heads hit the ship and knocked me off the boat. All I remembered after that was the pain of hitting the side of the mountain, and the scream of my name from the Princess.

I woke up days later on a strange ship. A Scavenger Ship, I recognized, and I was baffled by the ship. It was over three centuries old, because the hull of the ship had a writing of the older ages, in English! I looked around and I was greeted by a woman who wore really tight clothing, which showed off her nice, round,-
*Looks at the Librarian's Assistant*

Librarian's Assistant: BOOTY!!! Pirate BOOTY!!!

*Looks back*

Yes. Her booty. Back to the story. I talked to her in her native tounge, the supposedly dead language of English, asking her questions of where we were, who was she, and what's going on. Her name was Ayaka. It seemed that I was the only male on the ship, due to the large abundance of beautiful warrior women on the ship. I wanted to get back to the Princess, but they offered me hospitality! What man would turn that down? Anyway, we sailed for a few days, and arrived on this island, filled with these people, who all spoke the old English! Men, women, and children who were mixed with some form of animal greeted me and talked to me, and I had never seen or heard of it before. I stayed for a few days, until I had caught a whiff of a way to get back.

Wait a minute. You said the scavenger ship's hull was over three centuries old right? How is that possible? I thought wood would erode due to the water and at least battle skirmishes if they encountered any.

[Captain Le had a talk with his inner self.]:
You think it could be the Decorus Dea?

It's possible.
[Captain Le returned to staring at CrimsonEdge for an answer.]

Yes, the ship was over three centuries old. I figured out how that was after I arrived at the island, and it was more or less a baffling explanation. The ship ran on the substance called "Aether", a special black plasmatic goo that caused not only creation of massive amounts of reusable energy, but when applied to a broken surface, it can mend even the hardest and strongest metals. The warrior women used strange weapons that harnessed the power of Aether as well, creating blasts of heat that recreate the energy pattern of the dragons. It could attack any ship within a ten mile dome around them. The island was also armed with the same cannons, but they were operated as if they were old black powder and cannonball weapons. I estimate a range of nearly 100 miles, with the aide of their telescopes. A truly deadly female race. Sort of like the amazons of the Gezudo back west near the iron peninsula.

*Opens a chest to reveal his two swords, a set of scimitars that had handles similar to the skybikes.*

See my weapons? They run on the same substance. These were the blades of the CrimsonGaro. They ran on Aether and would be refilled by our own thermal energy during battle to create Aether inside the blades themselves. The metal is a mythril-adamantium hybrid that would conduct the energy created within the blade hilts and create my energy blasts, like my Dragonfire Cannon.

Can this "Aether" be found anywhere or is it just on the Warrior Women's island?

Aether in that form can onle be created by certain energy channeling metal, and harnessed by a mythril-adamantium compound like like my blades, or in the Island's case, the congregation of warrior priestesses that do a certain dance called "The Dance of Pyreflies", a dance that when the metals are worn on their wrists and ankles, they dance around a crystalline pillar that collects the energy from the dance and gives it substance. A truly beautiful sight.

Hmm...please continue on with your story.

Three weeks had passed and I still remained on the island. I had learned of a great existence, a demonic sea race, called the Kria, a serpent-like race who wanted the island's vast Aether generating metals. They had set of a campaign against the warriorwomen, and have been repelled many times before, but they had a new weapon. The infamous Skybikes. They had somehow aquired technology from thousands of years ago, hoping to give them the edge in their fight. This time, it had. They struck at night, and Ayaka was the first to alert me. We ran towards the city walls, to spot the blanket of skybikes riding in. The warriors had fended off the first wave, but the queen was taken down during the attack. The queen asked Ayaka and I to lead the defense, and we did so with pride.

We fought off the skybikes easily, but the amphibious creatures were another battle altogether. They had to reach the city gates through a small pass created by two small mountains, so we pulled a spartan defense and bottlenecked them there. While Ayaka lead the city wall cannon defense, I headed the Minago pass defensive. I went alone against a hundred serpent legions by myself, and I was confident due to the fact I was healed and my weapons were upgraded due to the exposure of extended amounts of aether. Ayaka needed all of the able-bodied women to help operate the cannons and the gatling guns. At the pass, I was greeted by the king serpent, Samia, and he offered me the women of the island in return for the aetherian metals. I refused and readied myself. The priestesses began to sing a warsong, the prayers of the warrior's Fayth, to raise my abilities in spirit.

I listened to the song and charged through the ranks. My two blades shattered through the ranks, and they were in a state of fear and confusion as this one man with the crimson right eye took down ten legions in his first hour of fighting. The battle lasted for nearly half a day, when the serpent king unleashed his daemonic summon to aide him against me. He unleashed the Sea Dragon Leviathan, an armored dragon that fought against me. I leveled the playing Field by summoning Bahamut to my aide, the Dragon King. While the summon Titans fought off each other, the serpent king and I took each other on in a single battle. The battle lasted for an hour in a stalemate before I got a clean head chop, ending his life....

*places his hand onto his scarred right forearm, with the tattoo of the priestess warmaster, a stylized ring of aetherian energy*

Captain Le analyzed the tattoo on Edge's arm. "Interesting to see."

Two days had passed since I took the life of the serpent king, and I had begun to help rebuild the city. My wounds had fully healed, and I was fit and ready for service. A month had passed and the city was well on it's way toward completion. It was time I set off, and I prepared my supplies and weapons. While I was packing, Ayaka found me in my quarters, and looked at me as if she were going to have a cardiac arrest. Apparently she didnt want me to go, but I told her I had to. I had another promise to keep. Ayaka however managed to keep me there for another month, and when it was finally time for me to leave, I was at the city's skyport, a teleporter station that allowed me to travel to any known land mass on their map. I was about to leave, when Ayaka stalled to give me a present. She gave me two orbs of hardened aether, in the crimson color. How ironic. She told me that when I equip those spheres to my blades, they were allowed the ability to combine and become a singular blade, the Lithius Armanitos. It was a medium sized scimitar that had the abilities of teleportation and energy manipulation, wielded by the last king of their island, before he died fending off Samia.

I pressed the teleporter map selection, and chose the islands of Kiyona. As I neared the transporter, I heard a song go through the background, sung in english... It was the song called "Hero" by Foo Fighters... an ancient song from another time. I spun around and I saw the island's inhabitants were there to wave and bid me goodbye, with smiles on their faces. I felt a tap on my shoulder and a moment later, ayaka tackled me and held me saying, "I'll miss you, you lovable idiot." She released me a moment later and the queen arrived to give me her blessings in my journey. The queen handed me a small case and smiled at me. "Inside is a special sphere that would allow you to contact us whenever you want, and a small version of our cannons, able to fit into your hand. It operates the same way as your blades, and those are my parting gifts to the legendary protector of our city, and our way of life, Silver Knight-" She paused for a moment, unsure of my real name. I had forgotten, I never did tell them my name.

Ayaka spoke up as I entered the teleporter, the energies beginning to envelop me.

"What's your real name, Hero??"


I smiled at her, and simply replied,

"Shuyin Galang. I'm not a hero, but I'm just a passing by Masked Knight."

I felt the energies take hold of me, and I disappeared off in a whisp of energy, to a whole new part of my story.