A Meeting of Chance, for Lothlómendil only

[The White Knight Tulkas]

Walking down the dark streets of Fasden, Tulkas felt lost. He was a paladin, and there was nothing left for him to fight for. They had been surprised by the overthrow, and lost miserably. He felt as though he had failed everyone, and he may very well have done just that. He stopped and looked into the sky. He could not see the stars clearly from where he was, so he ducked into a deserted alleyway between some buildings and walked a ways. He came out on the other side, and looked up again. She sighed happily. The stars were visible here away from the smoke of the shops and smithies of the main walk.

He sat and continued to stare at the sky. As he watched, a small streak of light shot across the night sky, and he closed his eyes. He lost himself in thought, and became unaware of everything else around him.

[Lothlómendil]

Sitting in her temple, Lómen was unhappy. There was no hope for the dark world left, and she had hidden herself away from everyone. Into her private quarters she went, and peered into the pool of water in the well that found itself in the corner of the room. Looking into it, she whispered in a language known to few, and the waters began to swirl with color. She watched images of things that had passed, and was sad. Watching the images, she turned away. She sat in misery, trapped in this place that had turned from safe haven to prison over the years.

As she sat, with her back turned to the well, she felt it. She stood up straight, and alert. She rushed back to the well, and stirred the waters with her fingertips gently on the surface. The images of old faded, and a new one appeared. It was a baby, crying with the shock of the world around it. It was a newborn, still in the arms of its mother that held it in its first embrace. She could feel the power from the child as she stood, and knew that he was the one. Gladness filled her for the first time in ages, and she smiled. Whispering a blessing through the seeing waters, she blessed the child.

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Six and tewnty years had passed now since that day, and it was time. She gathered the things that she prepared, and glanced into the waters of the well for may very well have been the last time. She was to go to Fasden.

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Walking along the backways, she searched for the presence that she felt. She almost became frantic in her search, and then halted. There he sat, his eyes closed, head tilted to she sky. He was the one. "Hello Tulkas, I have been waiting for you," she said softly.

[The White Knight Tulkas]

From deep within his thoughts, Tulkas heard a gentle voice. His eyes opened slowly, she he found himself looking at the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. She was a glorious elven woman, with an aura around her that made an impression on his mind that he could not identify. He cleared his throat. "Hello m'lady. You say you have been waiting for me? Please, what is your name? It may help me to remember you, although I doubt that we have meet before, for how could I forget one as fair as you?"

[Lothlómendil]

"We have not met, but indeed I know you. You are the one that I have been waiting for. You are to lead a great host against the darkness of Raku," she said to him solemnly. "You must come with me now, we are going to the Temple of Light. You must meet with the counsil."

[The White Knight Tulkas]

He was taken by surprise, and stood. He laughed. "Fair lady, you must be mistaken. I am unworthy of entering into the abode of the God of Light. I am merely a humble knight." She looked at her, unsure of the truth behind his words.

[Lothlómendil]

"You will come Tulkas, and you will see that what I ask of you is not impossible. Hurry now, we must hasten to the temple at once. There is no time to spare" She walked off in the direction of the temple, taking the last word with her.

[The White Knight Tulkas]

Finding that he could not say no, he merely followed the woman in a state of confusion. The Temple of Light? What purpose will I serve there? He ran to chatch up with her, and they continued along the way in silence.

[Lothlómendil]

Pleased to see that he had followed her, she headed for the temple. Mazzer would be surprised to see her...