Revan part 2, the wanderer, Revan Options

[The Metal Mallet]

Hmmm some interesting events, no more Surrush. Poor dude(s). But now Revan has an angry brother to deal with, as well as the some High-Narynn, and more honour guards.

Man, the problems seem to be piling up...

[Lord Revan]

Don't forget his relationship with Rhys (yes it's an infant stage of love).

[The Metal Mallet]

Women issues, whether good or bad, makes things 10 times more difficult for a main character.

Now they gotta worry about them getting hurt or killed or maimed or something. Then when it's the bad side, they worry about them still, or feel terrible for what they've done to them and are constantly thinking of ways to make things better instead of focusing on the problem that could end all their lives!!

So yea, adding a love interest makes things even MORE enjoyable to read!

[Lord Revan]

Well, Rhys isn't exactly a fainting flower (I think that's the term), but rather something of an asset. Still there will be hardship; don't worry there will be.

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Nov 14 2006, 03:42 AM

[Lord Revan]

Revan part 2/ chapter 13:

There was a brief pause between the group before Kartah's com-unit crackled. "Mission complete, we're heading back to base, good luck Sargent." Kartah whispered into the unit. "Thanks Major, you too." Xaries took charge and everyone turned to salvage all they could from the rover. Revan paused and turned to Rhys, who was gethering the medpacs from the wreckage with Nara.

He slowly stepped forward and bent down to help; taking off his helmet as he did so. Is this really love that I feel for Rhys? Or am I just admiring Rhys' beauty? Rhys faced him calmly, and looked him over. All the packs were in a pile by now. So Rhys beckoned him over, which he obliged. Neither said a word, they just savored the moment without danger or death. What is with me? The thought had enough volume to cause Rhys to look him in the eye. But rather then speak she simply acknoledged that she'd felt his question, and that she understood. Revan figited, ill at ease, but Rhys was simply the bottomless pit of sympathy and understanding that she normally was.

After several minutes of sitting with her, he got up and approached Xaries, the old one would likely understand and explain things for Revan. "Lord Xaries?" Xaries turned from the crate of munitions he'd been evaluating. "What is it Revan?" He asked casually, as an equal. "Well sir, I wasn't brought up......" Revan paused, unable to find the right word to illustrate his confusion.

Xaries furrowed his brow for a moment, and then finished Revan's malformed question. "You want to know if your feeling love." Revan shifted his feet, ackwardly. "Well Revan, I can't tell you if you feel certain emotions for someone if you won't allow me into your mind. However I can tell you that Rhys is attracted to you on the same level as you are to her. But I can't instruct you on how to mange your relationship, that is for you two to decide." He handed Revan a fresh assault rifle and five clips for it. "But your training in restraint from your childhood might aid you in this new realm of emotional intrique."

Revan felt reassured, Yes, I can put that to good use. "Thank you, wise one." Xaries waved away the last part. "I've just seen relationships, not experienced them first hand."

After an hour of gethering, organizing, and distributing supplies, the group continued on foot to the exit of the valley. Then the three High Naryyn comlinks chimed belched static. "This....... Alpha vehicle.......Lord Xaries...... read me?" It didn't take a bunch of telepaths to fill in the gaps. The defecters were escaping and trying to find them. Xaries held the comlink inches from his mouth. "This is Xaries, to defectors, we need pick up a grid five-hundred, thirteen, over?" There was a pause, and then the young voice returned. "We read you commander and have alock on your signal, hold tight."

[The Metal Mallet]

Rescue! And love! Hooray!

[Lord Revan]

Revan part 2/ chapter 13:

After some minutes crossing the threshold of the valley the group finally passed the blackened clifface that the Honor Guards had previously attacked from. As they winded around the cliff a shattered form became visible. The once powerful creature now lay ruined before them, its head was bent almost completly 90 degree angle, and the armor was shattered at the waist and rear areas. It hyad apparently been smashed by the fifty meter plunge.
The group moved on, not looking back at the corpse. The snow gave way to solid ice, and it appeared traverable. Not after ten minutes had gone by before a low hum became audible, and turned into roar. In the middle of the pack, beside Rhys, Revan paused moments after Xarkum and Kartah. Then everyone turned searched for the sound.
Finally a squat, four wheeled, scout vehicle flew over a nearby cliff and skidded across the frozen water. Seconds afterward, several other vehicles, of varying sizes and shapes, landed in the small pass. There were small ones like the first scout, APCs like the one that they'd used for their escape from the tunnels, and there were huge armored transports that were twenty feet long.
From one of the large transports, stepped the same officer that Revan and Xaries had encountered in the prison, many other officers jumped out of their transports and marched toward their leader.
"Good to see you sir!" One of the officers saluted smartly. Xaries returned the gesture. "What do we have, Captain?"
Another noncom released a small floating orb, which created a hologram of their inventory.
"Well, commander, we have three mobile artillery guns, five heavy-troop transports, sixteen APCs, eighteen scout buggies, and ten 'Fury' class tanks. In terms of personel...... we've got five battalions of marines, twenty-eight engineers, eleven field medics, and enough supplies and ordinance to hold a position for about two months." Xaries adopted a far-away look as he stared at the holoprojection, then shook his head. "What don't we have, Captain?" The officers looked as uneasy as Revan had half an hour ago. "We don't have air-support, we're outnumbered, and we don't know this planet well......."

ten minutes later......

"Ok, so these two blips over the water are The Dominance and The Hunter. Everyone was clustered around the holographic map of the island of Vardefell, two dots (one red, the other blue) were guarding the isle. "They both possess the firepower, manpower, and the air-superiority to crush our uprising five times over." On of the senior noncoms said grimly. Xaries and the other High Naryyn nodded, there was nothing that they could do to bypass those cruisers.
But Revan continued to scrutinize the map for some detail that the High Naryyn had overlooked...... "Rhys?" He called out to her mentally, because he wanted to confide privately with her. "can you help me find some solution to this plight?" Her responce came quickly. "Revan, in warfare my knowledge is no greater than yours......" There was a pause, and suddenly rhys was beside him and seemed to have something on her mind.

Rhys......

Rhys didn't know what Revan expected her to know that he didn't, but then after a few moments of thought, she found something that could help. She sat beside Revan and noticed him flinch, but she took his guantleted hand and squeezed it. "Revan, I wish to confess something...... Back in the Caverns of dagoth Ur, I was able to tap into your mind." Rhys felt a part of Revan's mind rear back in outrage, but his voice was as calm as ever. "What does this have to do with our current problems?"
She was not sure weather to be offended or to be releaved that Revan had not payed her mental violation more reaction. But she knew that her presence sometimes made him uncomfortable at times, but sometimes helped. "You have, of course, become aware of our mental bond? Well, I could......." this was something that had conducted many times in the history of the Naryyn, but often had long-lasting, if not permanent results and those usually were bad consequinces. "... I could try to meld my mind with yours to share our knowledge and focus." This could cost us everything if he agrees....... Rhys closed her eyes.

[The Metal Mallet]

Hmm this bond of theirs is becoming more intriguing. It'll be interesting to see what happens if they decide to combine memories....

[Lord Revan]

Revan part 2/ chapter 14: The Awakening

What can be the price for such intimacy? Revan asked himself. I can feel my connection to Rhys, but am I willing to cross this line? I could ruin both our lives, and the lives of those that depend on us....... Revan was no longer paying any attention to the many beings swirling around them, only the woman beside him and her offer demanded his focus. After what seemed like a millinium, Revan finally stirred from the quagmire his mind was right then. Rhys, I will share my mind with yours......... His mind-voice sounded clenched to him. And whatever might happen, if we are ruduced to shells, then so be it.

Rhys stared into his eyes for a long moment, then she nodded solemly. Then let us begin....... Revan felt as though a lock in his head was unlocked and Rhys' cold, soothing presence flooded into his soul.......

He stood on an invisible floor. Then a beacon of light openned and Rhys' slim figure became visible. On the small arm-length wide floor both Naryyn strode forward, mirror each other's posture, never taking their eyes of one another. And when they met........ They fell alone.

Revan plumeted until he slammed into a pool of water, but as he kicked to remain on the surface the water became so thin that no matter how Revan struggled, he continued to sink. Several feelings washed over him, he breathed them in instead of water, but still felt like he was drowning in these emotions. Happiness flooded his mind and for a moment, he felt warmth, loved and sheltered, but then it was torn away and Revan felt freezing, alone, and abandoned.
His mind's eyes opened and revealed a young man, in his late twenties, wearing a guard's uniform with the symbol of Bravil emblazoned on it, the man smiled and called out something. A young Rhys ran into view and embraced the guard laughing and....... alive with happiness. The image blurred and it changed it showed a dark room and in the center was a white coffin and the guard from before was lying serenly in it eyes closed, completely at peace, but the image changed to outside Bravil as an adolesant Rhys ran bitterly from the city of her childhood, sobbing heavily. Revan felt his eyes fill with tears in unison with Rhys' tear.

Rhys.......

Rhys fell and landed hard on a cold stone floor, she got up shakily and looked around the dark room. there were no exits, all the walls were bleak and had no remarkable features. Suddenly she heard a faint hissing sound, she wheeled around, but there wasn't anything visible that had made the sound. As Rhys started to back away toward a wall, she realized that he feet refused to lift. She looked down at them, only to find them incased in some sort magical ice.

Rhys tried to concetrate and cast forth a fire to melt the ice and free herself. But to her horror she found that her power had forsaken her, and slowly her body began to freeze. It was hard to breath after the ice encrusted her chest and she couldn't scream because her head rapidly froze over. Now paralyzed, the ice became colder than anything she ever felt; her mind itself seemed to be frosting over. A dark halway appeared and she straode down its length. There were voices speaking, one was load and full of authority. "Why did you even think to bare a child of muddled blood?"

There was a long pause, behind the door that Rhys stood before. She tried to pry it open, but the door refused to yeild. The voice resumed its speech. "You shall be exiled from our order....." Finally the door squeezed open just wide enough for her to squeeze through. Once through Rhys turned to look at the room, and what see saw sparked new questions.
A young, beautiful Dark Naryyn female sat on a chair stroking a newborn baby's forehead, and a tall, handsome, broad-shoulder High Naryyn man stood gazing fondly at the baby's peaceful sleeping face. "....and as for your son, he will ne taken to the new colony, council adjourned!" Several armored men of both races stormed in and ripped the baby from its parents.......

The sky was grey and Rhys found herself in the courtyard of a shrine. Two Spirits stood at the other side and they had a stiking resemblance to the two........ Rhys felt shock and brief horror, but the image dissappeared.....

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Nov 15 2006, 03:30 AM

[The Metal Mallet]

Hmm... interesting, I'm liking what ya did in the post. Very good use of imagery.

[jack cloudy]

That was definitely interesting. Though I am still not sure if this mindmeld was necessary. Oh well, at least they now know each other better.

[Lord Revan]

Well, I was kind of useing the mind-link to set the tone for Revan and Rhys' relationship Which is based on mutual respect and trust). So maybe it wasn't needed, but I felt the need to explain their relationship.......

Anyway I'll post more tonight.

[Lord Revan]

Ok, second to last part of the Awakening, I kope you all like the ending to this three post chapter

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Revan part 2/ chapter 13 (cont.):

Nara sat crouched protectively beside the unmoving forms of Revan and Rhys. Their bond is much more noticable now. Which was true, what had originally been a small flexing channel that flowed betweenthem was now a sheet that was as wide as they were tall.

Nara had always been inquesitive about powers of a supernatural nature, it was why she had payed such attention to Revan in the first place. He was literally a sealed vessal of energy and might, but that energy had yet to be harnesed, or let alone uncovered. But in contrast to the High Naryyn around them, that had great command of their power at all times, the Dark Naryyn all had smaller pools of 'conventional' energy but large (and in Revan's case huge) amounts of energy in reserve that could only be temporary channeled.

While Nara couldn't deny here affection for Rhys, who was the closest thing she had to amother, she was captivated by Revan's essence. It was less of an emotional liking as a sub-conscious pull to a vassal of great and mysterious power, but still it was clear that her mother's attraction to the man was an emotionally (and spiritually) based relationship.

She pulled her legs to her chest and sighed as she probed their turmoil. A duel-meditation, risky, but if they don't lose their sanity, worth the possible consequinces. Nara thought to herself. While only fifteen years old (by Naryyn standards surprisingly young) she already understood a good deal about mystic forces, and the Hurso itself. Probably because I'm Hurso-Vernah, or just blessed, or a little bit of both. She mused.

Someone tapped her shoulder, and she turned. The two High Naryyn, Xarkum and Kartah, stood behind her. "What's going on? There is something wrong going on between Rhys and Revan." Kartah spoke, flatly. Nara refocused on them and frowned. Yes, there was something wrong going on with the mind-link. In her lapse of attention, the stability of the link had deteriorated substancially, that definitly wasn't good. Oh no, if that link breaks they might not even wake up again! Nara realized, frantically.

Xarkum cocked his head, "What, what's wrong?" Nara raked her brain for some answer to this new development, then she had the answer, she'd have to stop the ordeal. Then she winced, realizing the problem with that plan. I don't have near enough power to stop the probe! Xarkum asked again with more mental volume. "Nara, what is going on?" The telepthic shout suddenly illuminated answer.
Nara spun around to face the High Naryyn. "Ok, Revan and Rhys were communing with each other, but now something has happened to that link. If we can't stop their communion, then they might die when the link fails!"

Both Naryyn flinched, and traded startled glances. "What can we do to stop the link?" Asked Kartah, her tele-voice was as close to panic as you could expect the woman. "I know how to stop it, but I don't have near enough power to do the job. You two have to share your energy with me to fulfill the task, we need to work quickly!"
The two nodded in unison, and put one hand on each of Nara's shoulders. Raw Hurso energy flowed through Nara's body, she had never had so much power at her disposal, and under normal conditions would stop to contemplate her new potential. But she threw the thought away disgusted at her callous lust for power. Nara lifted both palms upward, bringing the combined energy to bear, and focaused on the bond.........

Revan.......

After the endless stream of visions and emotions, Revan had no strength left to struggle to the surface, and simply drifted in the calm currents of Rhys' mind. His mind was now barely ebbing any sort of conscious thought, it wouldn't be long now.........

Rhys'........

The cold, mind-numbing events played through her mind....... Who am I? She thought, she hardly registered her screaming terror at the diffaculty it took to remember any of her memories. Her mind was almost completely encrusted with the ice. Revan's cold past did not help her fight against her inevitable deepfreeze. So much blood, so many deaths, when would all of it end? A hazy sort of light appearedon her periphical vision, but she paid it no heed....... And the room began to fade.........

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Nov 16 2006, 03:12 AM

[Lord Revan]

Revan part 2/ chapter 3 (cont):

The High Naryyn cruiser sped through the never ending void, toward a small, multi-colored dot. Commander Satith stood with his hands clapsed behind him on the observation platform of his ship's bridge. The long, serpentine vessel was of the two hundred mighty cruisers in the fleet. As the various crew toiled away at their stations, Satith had his attention on the rapidly growing spot, Nirm.

The planet was small and insignificant, so much so that it didn't exist on any form of starcharts that The Ascendant possessed. But it's relevant now, he thought to himself. The expiditionary forces had reported a Dark Naryyn presence on Nirm. And for unknown reasons, several ships had departed to Nirm for no reason.

Of course, he corrected himself. The council wants me to find out why these ships have gone rogue. That would be more difficult then the wise ones could have imagined, these weren't some overenthusiastic zealots, Satith could tell that much.

Add to this fact, that the force had a sizable head-start compared to his fleet. The rogues would arrive within two standard hours, but Satith's reinforcement troops wouldn't be able to arrive for another twenty...... The High Naryyn knitted his brows in deep thought. If we launched our single ships, then they could arrive in half the time, but without enough power to fight if needed....

Satith's fleet consisted of the intimidating Ascendant heavy cruiser, two carriers, and three frigates. The rogue fleet had three medium cruisers, six frigates, and four carriers. In a full-on engagement the rogues had Satith outnumbered and outgunned.

Despite his proud career and heritage, Satith hoped that this would not end in violence. No matter how I look at this, it appears hopeless..... If Norik can hold his own until we arrive then maybe we could have a chance.

"What would our forefathers do in such impossible odds?" Satith thought to none of the crew in particular. Normally a leader hid any uncertainy from his men, because it was bad for morale. If only we had more troops or another army.........

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Marthyn strode across the snowblind of Sosthiem, and as he froze at what he beheld from atop his hill. The twin Naryyn warships hovered above the bay, but in the sky a small fleet dove from the sky and struck at them.

The Hunter took a direct hit from a particle blast and its shields flared. Moments after the first exchange of fire, four bulky carriers released their fighter squadrons upon The Dominance and The Hunter. Inspite of the onslaught the two heavy cruisers spun to face the attacking armada and returned fire with a barrage of brilliant crimson and violet lights that flashed across the sky.

What sort of madness is this? He mentally exclaimed, and took a step back from the spectacle......

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Nov 19 2006, 10:07 PM

[The Metal Mallet]

I can see the cauldron boiling over any minute now... things are going to become very hectic around here...

[Lord Revan]

Ok, finally I decide to update Revan, enjoy!

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Revan part 2/chapter 13 (cont.) :

For a few moments Revan's mind began to clear, and he was able to feel the waters recede. Then there was a horrible sensation of freefall and Revan was gripped by nausia. But rather than the expected moment of impact, the feeling diminshed, and he slowly came to rest.......

He slowly opened his eyes, and at first the only thing that he saw was a white background with several gold, blue, and black smears. Then those images resolved into the blurry silhouetes of Nara, Xarkum, Kartah, and the other Naryyn busy with their own tasks.
Beside him, something groaned and Revan glanced to his right. Rhys sat, swaying in an uncoordinated fashion, her eyes oddly glazed. She covered her face with her left hand and took a deep breathe. But within moments her weary state vanished -physically anyway- and they both groggily stood up. Xarkum sighed in exhausted relief, while Kartah hid her own weakness better but it was still apparent.

Nara was keeled over on the ground, sweating heavily. Rhys, on instinct, instantly moved to help her. Though no longer in the trance, Revan continued felt a rush of unusual emotions zipping through his still clouded mind. But he banished the confusion from his awareness and focused by reciting an ancient creedo of the Morag Tong.
Xaries marched towards them, his armor no longer held its glorious gleam but it did not diminish his confident and charismatic presence in the slightest. He glanced with veiled concern at them, but it vanished as he spoke. "We're moving out to the coast, it's best not to remain here for much longer. Xarkum?" He gestured for his nephew to follow him. Xarkum hesitated, looking briefly at Revan, but he reluctantly matched step with Xaries. Kartah followed without any lack of enthusiasm, but she nodded to them in a sign of respect before she accompanied her CO.

Revan turned to Rhys, but she was already on her feet. She nodded to him, but her sash hid her warm smile. Revan was temporarily rooted to his spot; doing his best to hide his unprofessional reaction. The old part of himself would have shaken his head at his squemish behavior, but that part was almost gone now. I never imagined that love would be so hard to deal with. He thought. Then again, I never thought about love at all.
He slowly lead them to another APC, which was mostly vacant, aside from the driver and gunner. Revan seated himself in the seat closest to the rear hatch; Rhys sat directly across from him. She took a cloth from one of the overhead compartments, and wiped pirsperation from Nara's forehead. When Rhys finished she lightly embraced Nara, who returned the gesture.
Ignoring them, Revan fastened himself into the harnes that held him to his seat. He removed his helmet, and closed his eyes to rest.......

Rhys.......

Rhys enjoyed hugging Nara, the young girl was too young to be forced into a conflict like this. And it felt good to be relied on in such a way as parentage. So this is how a mother feels like? Children are blessings, worth protecting and raising.
In her blissful moment, the cold contrasting side invaded. But Revan never trully felt the love of a parent. His parents loved him, of course, but he never experienced a full up-bringing in their care.......... Rhys opened her eyes and gazed at Revan fondly. He was handsome and strong, but that wasn't what had drawn her to him.

It was his character that was captivating, he was reliable, independant, and absolutly loyal to anyone he considered a worthy friend. But Rhys could see that under his valor and confidence there was something that spoke of a different man under the cold armored shell. He not only survived without parentage, but he thrived. To her that was unimaginable. Where I was raised with care and love, he was spawned of disipline and comradery....... We're so different, but at the same time, so alike. He thrived on his up-bringing, but it came at a cost. Rhys felt a creature under that armor that didn't know what it wanted for itself, but just went with the wind's currents.

In a way the mask he wore was a second face, the face of an emotionless killer. While his true face, the one revealed now, with friends and kin, was that of a protector, who would fight to preserve his new-found gifts. All together, both faces culminated to make an enthralling man. Smiling beneath her black sash, rhys closed her eyes. If he can deliver us from this crisis, then I will do whatever I can to give him some form of true peace before the next one.........

This post has been edited by Lord Revan: Nov 26 2006, 02:05 AM

[jack cloudy]

Ah yes. The soul is a complex mystery. Tread lightly around it.

[Lord Revan]

And I think in another thousand years we won't know much more about then now........... Wish I could live that long.......

[Taillus]

Agreed, and great update by the way. Loved it to pieces!

[Lord Revan]

Thanks Taillus, I'll try and update tonight........ and if not, then tomarrow