Balthazar's Avatar's Story:
Written by: Nightbringer Minion



One of his Eternal Effigies stood before Balthazar. They were in a massive room with ceilings that rasied to the heavens. Rather than windows, there were large flaming portals in which the landscape arround them could be seen. A great throne was positioned under a statue of Balthazar wielding his flaming clamore, Torches lined the room that was in oval shape. Rows of seats that surrounded the perimeter of the room were filled with ghostly Eternals serving in Balthazar's command. "The tombs have fallen.. the armies of Dhuum and Menzies pour through more and more with every passing day. The Zaishen Order cannot hold long against them, Abaddon has assembled a far greater force than simply Margonites." The Eternal stated. "I know this well.... the mortals cannot hope to survive versus the brutatily that is my brother... or the cunning of Dhuum. There is only one thing I can do.." Balthazar said, his voice booming in the great hall. "A small group of fighters called The Sunspears have began to realize the truth behind the Ossa's latest bloodline anscestor. They will take action and try to prevent the forbidden one to return." he said. There was a quiet murmur of opinions and curiosity within the hall after this was said. "We must call upon the power of the great ones in the Hall of Heros... we must ask of those that reside there.. we must gather the power of the five true gods! we must for the sake of Tyria!, you there, Eternal! call upon my greatest sages!" "Yes Lord Balthazar!" and with that he ran from the room to where the sages were gathered. Blathazar snapped and at once a messenger appeared from nothingness.. it took the shape of Balthazar himself as an avatar. "Yes my lord!" it replied "Go and fetch the most powerful, smart, and couageous from the Hall of Heros!" He boomed. "At once my master!" it replied with a metallic voive. " I must council with my brothers and sisters. All of you must spare as much strength as you can to help this blessed child we will send to aid the Istani defenders. They are the only hope for Tyria, if they fail.... all of Tyria will descend to eternal darkness." he said with grim realization. Balthazar summoned a flaming portal in front of him and stepped through leaving the Eternal Council in the room as the sages began to preform the ritual. Roughly ten minutes later Balthazar stepped into a pristine, marbled courtyard with great golden statues depicting the Goddess Dwayna, Blue flags depicting the goddess lined countless arches leading to a golden door way. Balthazar ascended the flight of stairs to the doorway and marched in with the grimest look he'd worn in years. "Sister Dwayna!" he greeted the goddess who sat in a large throne floating a few feet from the air. Monks looked up from their prayers and quickly bowed deeply at the very presence of the god of fire and war. "Ahh Balthazar, my brother what can i do for you?" She replied in a most calm voice. "The tombs have fallen.... Dhumm and Menzies aid Abaddon's strike on Tyri-" but he was interupted by Dwayna momentarilly "Young ones... may you please leave us? we have some things to discuss." "Yes mistress!" they replied in unison. As they said so the stood, bowed, and then took their leave. After the two were sure they had been removed from earshot, Balthazar continued "As I said the armies of darkness have shattered the resolves of the Zaishen Order. Enemies pour through with every passing moment. I have forged a plan to stop them, even now my sages bring life to a mortal who will carry out the will of the gods to stop Abaddon. I have come here in search of your power aswell as our brothers and sisters." he stated as clearly as it was possible. "Very well brother.. I am with you. Come let us meet with our siblings." and they walked out to the courtyard where balthazar again summoned a portal. They ermerged in a grand hall with fountains and all shapes, sizes, and colors of plant life. Statues of Melandru were growing out of trees themselves. They continued on till they were stopped by two large hulking Druids. "Greetings your graces. You may proceed" One said "May you be blessed with nature's bounties" and they continued. "Ahh Sister Dwayna, Brother Balthazar what brings you to my home?" She replied in a musical voice "Abaadon has returned, he has made a push on two fronts to release himself. The mortals cannot hold him off alone. We must gather the strength of all the gods to bless the ultimate weapon to stop Abaddon, Will you aid us?" Dwayna replied back. "If its help the mortals need than it is help they shall recieve, I am with you." The three warped to the Underworld home of Grenth his ice palace stood meters high above the chasmous lands that surrounded. Wraiths patrolled all over the ice-world and a few came down as sentries to investigate the sudden appearence of the three figures. "Ahh Lord Grenth has been expecting you.. he has already gone to meet with Sister Lyssa, you just missed him portal away" The wraith explained in a deathly voice. "Thank you much Arbiter we shall go and find him" and with that the group travled to the Edifice of Lyssa where they found Grenth and Lyssa already waiting for them in the courtyard. "Ahh you have arrived siblings" Grenth called out to them " I have already informed Lyssa on the matter at hand and we agree to help the young one. Come let us go now" Grenth fiinished his thought with a rather sarcastic voice. "Come let us return then" Balthazar called over to the group.
The Gods stood circled arround the bare human looking down at him as the sages formed his features. "I Balthazar shall grant this one strength beyond all else, may his sword rend the demons of torment in two!", "I Grenth shall give him the resolve to cut down his enemies and deliver swift justice! May all who stand in his way be given as sacrifice to me!" "I Dwayna shall give him a clear mind for making decisions and leading the charge to victory!" "I Melandru shall bless him with the armor of nature, may no blade, spell or otherwise harm him!" "I Lyssa shall grant this blessed mortal the agility and cunning, through which to destroy the forces of Abaddon!" The five true gods said in prayer above the child who was rapidly growing into a strong, rugged, battle-hardened, muscular warrior. "May the five gods blessings guide you on your righteous quest to save the peoples of Tyria! So say the gods, it is by divine order that you be victorious in your quest! Now go Avatar of the gods!" Balthazar roared as arcane tongues spoke all arround him. " You shall descend to the world of the mortals and drive out the plague of evil!". A bright flash shocked the room as the human was clad in the armor of a Sunspear, armed with a Sword crafted from the finest specimen of metal on the plane of Balthazar's ruling and a shield forged by the Eternal forgemaster. The sages continued chanting the ancient archaic language until the human vanished. From the heavens they watched as a meteor bearing the warrior screamed towards Tyria.
The Meteor descended faster than any archer's arrow as it plummeted down from the heavens. Faster and faster it came gaining speed faster than any normal comet, the meteor begain to break apart and streak off into the atmosphere. The Avatar began taking form of the warior it would be once it was on Tyria's surface slowly forming itself. Then he shot out as the last bits of the meteor vaporized in the heat. A deafening roar could be heard throughout Elona as the god blessed warrior rode the heat down to earth. He began to slow his descent as he got lower so as not to crush himself on impact. Tremors shook the surface as he crawled out from under the debris. "To the Sunspears" he said aloud to himself.
The Avatar walked to where his divine senses lead him, he fought through wandering skeletal minions, cut down bugs and plants and traveled through the boglands of Istan till he reached Kamadan. "Where can I find Spearmarshal Kormir?" he asked an aging sunspear who stood at the foor of the steps to one side of a busy Istani market center. "Kormir? I think they have met in the consulate docks to begin war preparation. "Thank you wise one" The Avatar replied.
Balthazars Avatar proceeded from there to join forces with the sunspears and defeat the torment creatures. With the aid of Balthazar the sunspears were able to destroy every last remnant of Abaddon. It is said that his spirit lives on in the spirit of all the heros of Tyria. The Avatar of the gods returned to the realm of gods and stood as one of Balthazar's most trusted Eternals  

--Last edited by Nightbringer Minion on 2008-02-02 20:23:47 --

I loooove it!! Grenth owns in this!  

 :/ i got tired of writing it... this will have to do unless you wanna finish it  :/  

lol - come back to it later if you're tired of it atm all the editing I did was to remove the first post and copy and paste post three directly into post number one(and then delete posts two and three)so the thread wasn't deleted. I for one would like to see where this goes - take a break from it and come back to it when you're ready.  

--Last edited by Rose on 2008-02-02 17:30:18 --

Eh... idk problem is this story just doesnt match very well I may add more to it later maybe but for now.. thats it