*Alright I think people are a little confused. When the Dark Relics dissapeared word was spread about them all over the place. Even a very small child could tell you what they are. What the majority of people DON'T know is what they can actually do, or what their respective curses are.*
Rhyder: The Forest's Edge-
It felt like the bloody thing was burning a hole through his pack. That was just his imagination though, the Ring couldn't actually do anything unless he actually put it on. At least, he thought so. Why did he have to find one of the other Relics first, it was the Glass he really needed. If Rhyder didn't figure out what that mirror had done to him he would be a dead man by years end. One way or another.
Grousing morosely Rhyder passed beneath the shaded bowers of the trees and out into open fields. He'd been flying non stop for three days and his black wings still trembled with exhaustion. Dragging across the ground the tips picked up dirt as he walked. They needed a break. Still it was better then facing a tribe of man eating goblins that could swim through stone like water. Rhyder had been forced to 'borrow' the Ring before their chief could put it on.
"Vengeful things goblins." Rhyder thought absently.
In his hand he held a pure white stone. It was a Truthstone. Exceedingly rare, only a handful existed in the world. They had the inate ability to tell truth from lie, and darkened accordingly depending on what the holder spoke. Real Truthstones were held only by various royal families, except for Rhyder's. Rhyder had stolen it from his mother before he ran away. In the past few months he had also found it to be a fair indicator of just how far off the deep end he was.
An old nursery rhyme ran through Rhyder's head. His Baya, the nursemaid who had taken care of him had told Rhyder many stories and legends. After Rhyder realized what the mirror had done to him one of the old rhymes had struck him as oddly apropas to the situation he was trapped in. Rhyder chanted it under his breath as he clasped the Truthstone.
"Not that easy
Not that quick
To get inside
To pass this trick
To tune yourself
To ring the bell
Who do you serve
Heaven or Hell?"
"I serve Heaven." Rhyder spoke the words with all the conviction he could muster. Still when he looked at the stone it made his heart freeze. Only a few weeks ago the stone had been snow white when he spoke those words. Yet now it was streaked with pale greys.
*I figure Hector could sense the Ring and mistake it for the mirror.*
Will be offline line for awhile. I'll check back in in a few hours.
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