The Death
Part One
The noise from the courtyard far below rises up to her where she stands on
the balcony of her office. Keelinnea stands at the railing looking down at
the commings and goings of the temple. A few of the Children talking on the
steps, pledges running to and from their duties, and even a few pilgrams
bringing offerings to the great Belial can be seen from where she stands.

Turning and leaning against the rail, looking back at her desk she sighs as
she looks at the stacks of corrispondence and other papers of her duties.
Smiling to herself she moves away from the rail and walks back towards her
desk and duties.

At the doorway to enter her office a large explosion rips her outer office
doors off their hinges, sending thousands of shards inward into the office.
With a scream Keelinnea quickly brings her arms up to cover her face as the
force of the blast sends her flying against the wall behind her desk. Sliding
down the wall and slumping to the floor. Hidden behind what is left of her
desk from whatever or whoever caused this

With a groan she slowly moves her arms and legs. Noticing nothing broken
Keelinnea starts to sit up but stops as she senses someone in her office.
Then the sound of someone moving deeper into the office comes to her. Quickly
she cloaks herself, the magical wrapping surrounding her silently.

A male chuckle echos around the room, 'Ah...dearest Keeli. I always told you
I would com bak for you....and our children.' another step closer he comes,
'How sad I am to hear they died....murdered in their sleep.'

Closing her eyes she tries not to listen to him. Blocking the long forgotten
thoughts from her mind and concentrating on the man in her office. Listening
in silence as he walks close. Knowing her guards outside her office doors are
dead and no help would be comming quickly.

'You have done well for yourself since I "died". All the was from Priestess
of Tyra to the mighty Chosen One of Belial. Left the past behind it seems.'
He says with another chuckle.

Another step closer. The sound of a piece of wood being flung across the room
and slamming into a wall. Still the sound of another step that stops infront
of her desk.

'I will destroy all this, all you love and then take you with me....as I
promised all them years ago outside the cave,' He whispers.
Part Two
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