The Rebirth of the Cavaliers


EVENTS NEWS #257
Date: 5/13/2012 at 21:22
From: Anonymous
To : Everyone
Subj: The Rebirth of the Cavaliers

It was but a late autumn evening in the 324th year since the Coming of
Estarra when the Wheel of the Goloths rose from its dank, stinking pit
in the Balach Swamp. Spinning faster and faster, an aura of cobalt
energy grew to surround it and threatened the weft of time itself.
Before doing any permanent damage, it released a charge towards the
swamp and tore open a rift to the Vernal Wars. The First World
responded, finding Dominators roaming through the mire and unusually,
the crimson krokani seemed less bothered for their wanton destruction -
their eye was focused on a distant place, and they waited not.

Shortly after the krokani arrived, a small battalion of tae'dae, riding
never-before-seen woolly rhinos, burst through the rift and gave chase.
With brutal and efficient strikes they tore through the Dominator
forces, but their smaller numbers meant that a few Dominators made it to
their target, where none of the Cavaliers did.

It was a Paladin by the name of Aegean Shinza Tharedia, Marshal of the
Keep, with knowledge gifted her by the keen-eyed Servati of New Celest,
who was the first to discover the true purpose of the Dominators' visit
to this age - the Meliashmora of Imperial Secrets.

As time passed, rifts continued to open all across the Basin of Life,
allowing the Dominators to make attempt after attempt to lay siege to
the Repository. They were always swiftly followed by the disciplined and
oath-bound tae'dae, now known to be the Order of Shallah, whose
overriding desire was to ensure that the Dominators did not accomplish
their goal.

With the help of some of the Basin's citizens, a number of Cavaliers
made it to the Repository and they quickly took up a continuous patrol,
guarding carefully against further attacks from the Dominators. Despite
many asking, the Cavaliers withheld information on the Heart of Shallah,
deeming it too powerful and too tempting for many to resist trying to
claim. The Paladins of New Celest swore the full force of their guard to
protect the Meliashmora, while Xynthin and Tacita, to name but a few,
from Glomdoring, went to great lengths to stave off further assaults by
the Dominators and ensure the survival of the Cavaliers. A young
faeling, Skye, opted for the optimistic approach by simply planting a
sign that stated: NO DOMINATORS ALLOWED.

Perhaps jaded and distrusting from the events of but a decade and change
ago, when the Ice Angels collectively deceived the Basin of Life and
brought about the rise of Zenos, some, such as Xaldrin of Magnagora,
chose to attack the Cavaliers. The few dozen that had survived their
trip to the Meliashmora were slaughtered and the path laid bare for
further assault by the Dominators.

Had this dedicated group not been recklessly killed, the forthcoming
final push by the Dominators during Roarkian may have failed. But it did
not, and as the Repository was overrun, a rumble shook the heavens as
one declared the Heart found. Drawing upon its power to protect him
against the trip home, this Dominator rose to great power. With
lumbering, slow steps, this Super Dominator, if you will, called out for
the Everydying One to open a rift through which he could return and
began travelling to the Balach Swamp.

The Basin of Life rallied to the cause of the Cavaliers and, with every
organisation finally unified under one cause, fought to retrieve the
artifact. It took almost an entire day, with deaths frequent and the
Dominator's power leading some to doubt it was simply invincible, but
finally it was slain by Kiradawea of Hallifax. Many scrambled to
retrieve the Heart, but Rafael of the Paladins laid hands upon it and
quickly returned to New Celest, experiencing its awesome healing power
first-hand.

A frustrated voice shattered the skies at the death of this Dominator,
and the retrieval of the Heart. Rusacha, the Dame of the Weft, bellowed
out a warning that the First World may have had their victory this day,
but that time itself was at her disposal and she could take advantage of
an infinite number of yesterdays and tomorrows to further her cause.
This was the first time since the Vernal Wars that a Time Dame had
revealed herself, claiming to be a servant of the Undying.

The Cavaliers called out for its immediate return, and to their slight
surprise, were quickly met by Sir Rafael who promptly and voluntarily
forfeited it. The tae'dae warriors resolved to store it, safely and out
of the hands of all mortality, in their base to the south, near the
Skarch Desert. They travelled slowly, discussing much of their time with
some eager historians who accompanied them.

When they arrived to enter their base, they discovered that, over the
years that to them had passed in an instant, its entrance had become
concealed. Many gathered to help them excavate. A laborious afternoon
passed, with many families of rockeaters being disturbed during the
process, the entrance crumbled open and the Cavaliers moved inwards.

As the tae'dae locked the Sapphire Sinistral Chambers of Shallah's Heart
safely in plain sight, the effects of their time travel began to catch
up with them. One by one, they turned to stone, standing before an
effigy of the Goddess as guardian statues. Sir Tinno Hopekeep, the one
remaining Cavalier, fought off this fate for long enough to accept one
apprentice in his ways. This honour was granted to Sir Rafael, for his
return of the artifact, and he was sent on a quest with his noble mount.
As the two of them forged an unbreakable bond, Rafael returned and
finally realised, with an epic wave of understanding washing over him,
the true heart of a Cavalier - the bond between steed and master.

Thus was the skill of the Cavaliers drawn from the past and gifted to
the present day, granting the Basin of Life another weapon to use
against the Dominators in time to come. With the Heart denied to the
Dominators and the Time Dame of the Weft, the timeline is preserved for
another day, though the Wheel of the Goloths sits deep within the Balach
Swamp once more, and its surface continues to flash with the images of
days to come.

Penned by My hand on the 22nd of Estar, in the year 325 CE.