Darkness Rises

Eclipsing the sun's rays darkness returned.... Stormfall shuddered as the creeping shadow rose, the people filled with foreboding filled the air with prayers for great warriors to fight back the shadow of Balur. Oberon raised his sword as a summons to the righteous to follow his sign.

...by Knighting ETsphere, giving the Rebels the right to fight side by side with other leagues united under Lord Oberons banner. 

Even though Balur repeatedly attacked their beacons, they carried on to fight  fearlessly under the leadership of their Marshall and their battlefield Champions Silverfecta and RobtheGr8 eventully finding the prison were the God of Words was being kept  and freeing him to the delight of Lord Oberon and all united leagues. 

Thereafter victories over Balur came easy for everyone in the land of Stormfall.

He turns to his people and gives them a special SIGN… He points his finger towards a dark looking area behind the camp. It looked like a rocky area covered with black rock; but upon a closer look one could see glistening ice. There was something strange... The dark blue robe which the mountain wore seemed to move... The mountain was not alone for it was a dwelling place of creatures unknown... And he raised his voice and spoke to the people "A place where light finds no abode, a place cold and dark, far from the sun’s warmth... Niflheim!" He pierced his gaze upon it while people hurried to have a look and he mumbled "And all thought you were a myth... I know whom you hold captive..."

Lord Oberon turns to his only trusted servant a spy with the out most cunning and performance , the fabled Lord gives his signet ring to the spy and request that he undertake a mission of the utmost importance , he must search out and find the prison of the infinity , The task will not be easy and is filled with pitfalls , You must get through you must retrieve the keys to the prison , no army was capable of saving the GOD of  WORDS , But you you MUST Time is short , go to the High reaches through the plain and up the sacred secret trail of the mages of time past , be alert and watchful the orcs are always on the hunt, do this my friend and trusted college as the Lord falls to his knees in exhaustion must rest for the coming on slot GO ! GO ! .......

The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special SIGN…

He raises his blade and pierces his index finger allowing two and a half drops of blood to fall to the earth below. His people fall back and go into hiding, fearful of the impending bloodbath, as Oberon and his army advance towards the camp. Upon reaching the camp gateway Oberon raises his sword and the old doors crumble to the ground. His troops gasp, astonished at the display of power. Oberon and his men make their way into the bowel of the encampment, a room made entirely of lethality stone. That is when they realize they have fallen into a trap! In an instant the Lord draws out his sword and simultaneously a hundred hidden ballista fire their projectiles at him and his men. Faster than the eye could follow, Oberon's sword blocks them all, except the last one. The final arrow glances past his glimmering blade and pierces through his shoulder. Oberon lets out a growl of pain and covers his wound with his gloved hand. Drawing upon his holy magic he waves one arm across the room and the ballistas explode. Injured but undaunted, Oberon leaves the encampment... Promising that he would return!

FREEDOM OF STORMFALL

...His Highness Lord Oberon raises his sword high in the sky through which people of Stormfall could feel his Highness' determination of victory against Balur. The people of Stormfall have smiles lit in their heart and face as they could feel their freedom just some distance away. In this land of Stormfall, though nothing is certain except for the fact that Lord Oberon and his countless armies shall remain undefeated and will someday free the land of Stormfall from the clutches of darkness spread by Balur and his Minions

He turns to his people holding Veyon's Mace over Eldur's Flame, recites a chant only the gods can hear, flash, Lord Oberon is holding the white fire blade named Albusignis. The orcs start to scream and run to escape a fear that is ingrained into their very soul, with the path to the Infinity Prison clear, Lord Oberon aims the blade as the white flame leaps forward engulfing the entire door, swoosh, the entryway is open as the flame dies out. The God of Words greets his saviors, rewards them with the chambers of treasure, then rushes home to record all that has come to pass. The fabled White Fire was brought to life this fateful day, proving light will always overcome darkness and the gods have not forsaken the champion for the unity of Stormfall.

THE REASON YOU FIGHT, THE PROHECY.!!!

...answering Oberon`s sign, an Eldrich Priest stepped forth brandishing a faintly green, glowing scabbard, & as he opened it, all save Oberon were momentarily blinded by a deeper, etheral, piercing light that illuminated as far as the eye could see, after which, the inithial blindness left them and people regained their sight, Oberon could be seen, speaking words in an unrecognisable tongue as he placed what appeared to be the last few inches of a mystical sword, that still emitted the same, reduced but brightly glowing etheric light, into an ornately decorated aperture in the ground in front of the great gates to Beacon No.1.

There was a mometary silence before a great thundering sound penetrated the hills for miles around and a great blue bolt of power errupted from the top of the beacon and arced through the sky and shot towards all other beacons of the land. 

It is done, said Oberon, all the lands have been purged of all Balur and the Prophecy has begun.!

To all across the land, know that the Lord of Words can only be freed by the mightiest league never the likes of seen before, one that controls 51% of ALL beacons at one time, thereby unlocking the gates of the Infinity Prison allowing the Lord his freedom and returning equilibrium to the world.

Please note, that although sentences are long, there is only 5, as per the brief given, of using only 3 to 5 sentences, something that many other entries have not stuck to.! :) 

I stand corrected, the 5 sentences are a guide & not a rule. :) 

I coulda made it a bit better then & used a bit more descriptive verse, (flowery language), if had known. Neva mind, I`ll leave it as it is now. :)

Ancient armor donned, sword held high, the people knew the time was nigh. Trumpets sounding, war drums bounding, the call to battle could

not be denied. To ride or die and punish the wicked, victorious will be the one that is quickest. And when the dust settled and they had their

fill, the Master of Words were once again unfettered. Songs were sung, new tales were spun, and Words again brought light to day.

INTO THE LIGHT MY LORD.

"The Age of War has begun. It has seen the rise of Lord Oberon, through his righteous deeds and boundless courage, and through his leadership of countless armies in the war against darkness. To this day, Lord Oberon remains undefeated in battle. As the first rays of sun pierce the morning twilight, Oberon spies an orcish camp just on the horizon. He turns to his people and gives them a special SIGN…”

 He lifted his hand into the air and revealed a large key, which his spies and elite troops had recovered from the neck of the orc commander before the dawn that day, the key to the gates of the Infinity Prison, a muffled cheer spread through the troops for now the hunt was over and the battle could begin.

As Lord Oberon’s hand fell, his army attacked and laid waste to all before them until Lord Oberon himself stood before the door that held the God of Words. As he went to unlock the door he noticed something in the corner sparkle in the glow of their torches, He picked it up and put it in his pocket and unlocked the door that held the God of Words.

“Come my Lord into the light” spoke Oberon to the thunderous applause and cheers of all around him and as they made their way up and out of that fowl place to an area where all could see them, Lord Oberon got down on one knee before the God of words and from his pocket he lifted a golden pen and offered it to her “Your majesty I think you dropped this and you’re going to need it, for this story must be told.

And the winners are:

1. Skylar

2. FANGFERANG FREDERONIMUS REX 

3. Shadon7

4. blank mind

5. nightshade_kocii

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