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Chloe and Joseph's Departure...

As promised, it's 9:30, and here is my farewell.

IC: Chloe had it all planned out, and as she walked through the halls working on the last pieces, being sure they were all in place, she felt a jerk in her abdomen. "Ow!" she said wincing. What is that? was all she had time to think before she found herself standing on a hill before Aslan; beside her was Joseph who, too, seemed startled.
"Aslan!" Chloe cried shocked. "But-"
"Fear not, Daughter of Eve, Son of Adam," He said, his mane glowing brightly like the sun. "You are returning home. Both of you."
Chloe and Joseph were both too upset by the news to speak. "It is abrupt to you, but this has been planned since the beginning of time itself," He continued. Tears poured from Chloe's eyes as she realized that she hadn't gotten the chance to bid her friends good-bye.
No one spoke for a moment and then Aslan said,"I have one last gift to give you. You will be able to say good-bye to all your friends..." he breathed on them and Chloe found herself standing in front of Jadie, Lucy, Ocean, and Johnny. They jumped back, looking at Chloe curiuosly. Chloe couldn't find the words, so she flung herself forward, hugging them all.
"I'm going to miss you all, so much..." she said, tears filling her eyes. "Take care... all of you." She once again disappeared and reappeared before King Peter, Queen Susan, and King Edmund who all looked at her as though she were strange.
"Oh!" Chloe cried, unable to find the words. She hugged them all and gave them each a personal farewell, before she found herself standing before Eringuard. He had an arrow notched before Chloe could manage any sort of greeting. He lowered it quickly, about to ask her why, and how, she was here, but she jumped into his arms before he could.
"I'm going to miss you Eringuard. Take care of Narnia for me? And Sheerik..." She kissed him on the cheek as she disappeared again.
When she reappeared she was standing in front of Godfrey. She hugged him quickly. "Live your happily ever after... Goodbye, my friend..." she kissed him on the cheek before disappearing for the last time.
When she reappeared, she was no longer in Narnia, but back on Earth in her bedroom. She looked down, suprised to see herself dressed in the gown and robe she had worn when she had left Narnia. The sun was rising and the first rays hit her face, transforming her clear tears into sparkling diamonds as they fell. She clutched her necklace, allowing the pain to overwelm her. The phone rang, startling her, but she picked it up anyway.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Chloe?" Joseph's voice was cracking on the other side. "We're home..."

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In Narnia time, many years passed and the battle was long since won and forgotten, though songs still were sang of many a man's bravery in that battle. The Kings and Queens ruled in peace, creating the Golden Age of Narnia, Peter the Magnificent, Susan the Gentle, Edmund the Just, and Lucy the Valiant, all together, the greatest rulers that Narnia would ever know.
After nearly a decade, the Kings and Queens disappeared, while hunting for the myserious White Stag, bringing turmoil to the land again. An old, long since fabled, girl shocked many with her sudden reappearance as of the prophecized Queen of Narnia.
 
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Você somente arruinou a inteira, Chloe, você arruinou-o. Sei que sou esquisito. o_O :D :(

8:30 here
 
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I'm sorry I was so late, Apparetnly I didn't get to wrapthe Final battle up. So I'll have to do it in the coming weeks. Although I'm afriad I won't have the motivation as before, since Chloe always read my posts. However she would want me to finish it.
 
Wow I havent been on here in such a long time! Im sorry that this thread has kinda died. I had so much fun here!!:D
 
To War!

After planning battle straidges for several days, Sir Godfrey started putting on his armor. Pulling his grantlets tight, adjusting his brest palte, and fitting his helmt, Godfrey was ready. As he exited his tent, he gazed at the bright morning sun. It lite up like firey beacon of hope, hope that he felt inside. Godfrey headed to the front lines, where he exaimed his men. After looking at each one he drew his sword and said "Today, we go home". "Weither it means the home we know or the home promised in the heavens". "Either way we shall march victorious, blowing are truphts loud and cheering with gladness". "For today we march in the name of all that is good". "Today we march in the name of Aslan!". The troops raised there blades, pikes, spears, javolins, axes, and various weapon up high cheering with glad hearts.

Godfrey then mounted his horse and road it foward. Riding besides him was his good friend Sir Balin, who for the first time in his life he looked trully at peace. "That was quite a speech" said Balin. "Yeah well, it came from the heart" replied Godfrey. "It is likly we march to are deaths" said Balin. Godfrey nodded, "But I don't know who I would rather die with then you" said Balin turning to face Godfrey. Godfrey smiled and said "You have been a good friend Balin, I would be honored to die by your side". Godfrey and Balin both smiled and kept there pace. The army moved foward like streaming river pouring into the valley. Ahead of them, King Peter and King Edmund road fully clothed in battle armor. Near the rear Queen Susan and Queen Lucy road holding elgent flowers in one hand and a flag in the other.

After passing through the valley, they started there steep climb up the mountians. It took them nearly day's worth to travese over the mountains and into the next valley. There they stopped and setted up camp. By nightfall the forest was lite up by laterns and filled with tents. Once the laterns where out and the tents shut, the shoft sound of sleep covered the air. Only the watchmen laid awake, keeping keen eyes open for danger.

The next morning, large clouds of smoke arose from the forest, as they cooked breakfast. After eating, the army de-pitched there tents and gathered there belongings. They then headed onward, keeping a stern pace. By mid day they reached the next set of mountains. With a great effort they climbed the rocky mountains. Once at the peaks, they travesed down the mountians into another valley covered with golden plains. By night fall they reached a small wood, where they camped. After having some supper, and chatting to the late night hours, everyone entered there tents and slept.
 
The Scout and The Return Home:

During the early hours of the morning, the Watchmen paced back and forith in a repeatative manner. One of the watchmen sat down and drank some water from his flask. He then rubbed his face and starred out into the distance. As he panned around the wood, he saw a strange dark figure lurking just ten feet away. The watchmen arose and looked at the figure with fixated eyes. As the figure moved further away, the watchmen warned the others. The watchmen mounted his horse andl ead his comrades after the figure. As they gained speed, the figure mvoed faster adn faster ahead of them. Until he couldn't be seen. The watchmen shouted and rode back to the camp. He then entered King Peter's tent and told him of the escaping figure. King Peter sighed and said "No doubt that it was one of Mizar's scouts". "We'll have to leave quickly and keep up a good pace". "Otherwise Mizar's gaurd will catch us and it will be a slaughter".

"I suggest we press are selves foward and keep on into the night". "Atl east until where on safer ground" said King Peter. King Edmund nodded and pointed to a map. "Up near the Archen River is a hide away, built by the dwarfs". "We might be able to hide are company there" said King Edmund. "Good idea brother, then to the Archen River we go". The King's message was passed on through the camp. It finally reached Godfrey, who was at the moment laying down. Afterwards he got up and mounted his horse, leading his command foward. The mass moved quickly through the forest and over the last stretch of mountains. They spent the night climbing the steep hills, holding laterns and torchs to light the way.

At last the reached the peaks, and saw the beutiful homeland in the distance. The army desended into Narnia like rushing wave qucikly splashing on the plains. Heading the masses, King Peter turned towards the Archen River, where they would find refuge. After traversing through the night, they reached the Archen River. There they followed King Edmund, who lead them to the safe undground tunnels of the dwarfs. There they sat up camp and rested. The watchmen was doubled and told to shift men every few hours. They had traveled many leagues and now they where but one more league away from there distination.
 
Kingdom of Darkness:

Deep within the confinds of Cair Parval, lurked the Dark lord Mizar sitting upon his throne. As he sat in utter silence, he cuffed his dark hands and squinted his blood red eyes. He was in a deep train of thought, when a dark twisted figure entered the room. The hidious creature standing on all fours uttered "My lord, I have spotted the Narnia Army". "They are travleing through the mountains, and will soon enter are lands". Mizar cringed and rose to his fett, teeth clincthed and eyes burning. He lowered his hands and began cracking them. His back was turned to the creature. Suddenly he turned around and said in a agitated tone "Summon my gaurd and hunt them down". "Leave nothing and no one alive, understood?". The creatured nodded repeatdly and turned to leave.

Mizar then lowered his hand to pick up a red flower, as he held it in his hand it began to wither. Once it was completely dead, he crushed it in his palm and stared out the window. As the dead pieces fell to the floor, he turned around and sat back on his throne. Mizar then cuffed his hands and stared at the floor. As his gazed panned around the room, he saw the pieces of the flower. And as he stared at them, a vile smile krept across his face. And a slight chuckle echoed from his voice, piercing the silent air.
 
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Jadie said:
ooc: this thread is depressing *cry*
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Look what SG did though!! Thanks alot SG!! Ill try to get on tonight and reply to this thread and the SW too. Ive just been so busy with school. Hopefully after dance I can get on.
 
ooc: I'm guess that this is the RPG that I keep seeing needs to be revived? Because I'll join. If I'm wanted *puss in boots eyes* Keep me posted.
 
Welcome, I've kinda been trying to keep it alive. Right now Narnia is at war with an Evil Sorcoror named Mizar. He has risen to power and taken both Narnia and Archenland. It's up to Narnia's brave Kings, Queen, Kinghts, soldiers and everyone else to defeat him.
 
Awesome then... I'll join.

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Name: Taria Alina

Race: Half Elven (Immortal)

Age: 26 in human years, 2873 in Elven years

Rank: Knight

Appearance: Slitted eyes like that of a cats, but black, long black hair, alabaster skin, 5'10", very slim, dresses in knights uniform

Personality: Wise beyond her years, kind, peaceful, skilled fighter, favorite weapon- her two Elven long swords, cares for all creatures, soft-spoken

Religion: Elfs don't really have no, but the closest thing would be a Talist or Buddist

Other: Has the power of transportation and the power to call on the elements at her will. Comes from somewhere other than Narnia, but it is not known where. She is skilled in hiding her past.
 
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