((Written 1 week ago))
1 week earlier:
Four figures sat around a table in a dark room lit only by a single candle. One was a warforged, another a human, and two drows...or one drow and an elf...too hard to tell.
"...So my trial was moved to this week. Soon will be the end of me." said the voice that sounded like Sho's.
"Ya sure that they will sentence you to death?" said a familiar voice, yet unknown. "They are good people, they might let ya live."
"No, Infenetus, the power of the crowd is too strong, not killing me will badly hurt the Fellowship. I am not sure, but that is my best guess, and I will be that I am right." Sho said.
"Fine, fine, don't ge' pushy, Sho. I just wish there was another way..." Infenetus added sadly. There was a long silence.
"Don't we all." said the human, his voice sounding dark, powerful, and divine.
"So, will Mystreo do his trick?" asked the forged.
"Mystreo will have to do his BEST damn trick ever, I'm still thinking how he can pull it off, especially with that damn necro gem in his chest." Infenetus said.
"Don't worry, I think he can pull it off." said the human with a smile.
"What is something goes wrong? They find out it was all a trick? They find out that Mystreo and I did that trick? Then it will be lots of trouble." said the forged nervously.
"Then you will live up to your name, Lord of the Blades." the human said, and then got a look from Sho and added, "But only scare them, then you will run, and you and Mystreo will know where to hide, so, I see no problem."
They all get up, and shook hands and threw out some jokes at each other to break the akward silence. Sho bowed to Infenetus and Big, giving them a big thanks, and then turned to the human.
"Will this all really work?" Sho asked the human.
"Only if you want it to happen. It is up to you Infenetus and Lord of the Blades, I am only here to help a little, and to join in on your quest." said the human.
"The secret is even missing THE library? I still can't see how this can be." Sho said.
"Let's just say, the previous librarian was very bad at his job," explained the human, "I mean, he was JUST an angel, he couldn't have written EVERYTHING down."
"Oh," then Sho asked, "So how is Sorgo?"
"Fine, fine, training quite well. Needs to work more on strategy, but we have 200 years, so, all is fine." the human said.
"...you know...you really changed." added Sho.
"I had to, this is a WHOLE new world. I've been to many alternate worlds, but THIS is the most different from my home world." the human expained.
Sho nods and bows, "Good night, Surren Darkheart...milord."
Surren smiled, "Just keep praying and maybe you will have a happy life."
"Life, or AFTERlife?" Sho asked.
Surren shrugged his shoulders and disappeared into the shadow of the moon.
Sho sighed and walked back. Long days are coming, he needed to rest...
"Crap! I messed up again! How am I supposed to do this!!?? It's too damn hard!" Mystreo yelled in frustration at his messed up illusion.
"Try harder Mystreo, we have no choice, well...we DO, but the other choice includes Sho dieing, and that is what we are trying to prevent." Big said.
"I know, I know, shush, let me concertrate!!" Mystreo yelled...