The cloud and the noise so frightened the townspeople that they didn't know what was happened. Then the cloud disappeared. They went about their business but something had changed. They were no longer able to use magic for the most simplest of chores. This really frightened the people.
"We must go to the king. He will know what to do?" shouts like this was cried out in the streets. The townspeople quickly began making their way to the castle. Shouting and panicked cries were heard as the townspeople were making their way to the castle. Meanwhile, in the castle before the cloud had arrived, the royal wizard, Lanose had entered. Dressed in a long flowing robe with strange glyphs, magical symbols all over entered the royal presence. Lanose was a stooped old man of indeterminate age. The white hair and beard made him to be about ninety but his twinkling blue eyes and spryness in his step made him younger. In his right hand was a staff. The staff had a carving of a gold lion's head. The staff was one source of his power. He bowed before the royal family.
"My King, the sorcerer Motanose has been freed from his confinement up in the Dark Mountains," the wizard began. His voice a rich vibrant crealto. The king practically jumped up from his throne.
"What? How could this have happened?" he exclaimed in question. His voice bellowing out in the entire throne room. The Queen gently laid a hand on her husband's arm to calm him. He sat back down.
"Continue Lanose," the king answered calmly through clenched teeth.
"I will show you how it happened my King," Lanose said. The King nodded. Lanose held his staff out and began mumbling a spell. The lion's head carving on his staff began glowing. Then a smoke ring appeared. Within the smoke ring there was a place. An ancient dark castle in the middle of some dark mountains. The castle was black with pointed towers that looked like knives shooting up into the sky. The sky was dark with black birds flying around. An evil omen. For the dreaded Horcana birds symbolized all the evil that was in that castle. Inside the castle there was a massive coffin-like box in the center of the main hall. And inside that coffin was a fairly young man of about thirty years. He was wearing black and there was a small skeleton spine with a black ruby on top. The man's face was fixed in an expression of hate, grimace, and malice at all who seemed to look down at him. This was the sorcerer Motanose. At one point, Motanose had sought the hand of King Lien's grandfather's sister's in marriage but she had refused him. He had sought vengeance and was trying to figure out a way to take all the magic from the land. He discovered a way but was failed before he was able to begin the spell. The thirteen wizards of Furahaven had imprisoned him in the dark castle for all eternity. All of this was revealed to the royal family in the smoke ring of Lanose.
"Then what can we do?" Queen Ruala asked as the smoke ring dissipated. The wizard looked to her, brows lowered deep in thought.
�Huh? What? What is it Selina?� he asked her sitting up. Then his eyes widened on seeing that they were no longer in their bedroom back at the house.