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The beginning Struggle.



If in the time we stand, we stand alone, then so be it" was the shout echoing through the building. Standing there, with his blond hair glinting off the glow of the lanterns, stood one of the commanders of the army.



Well what do you expect?" came the sullen reply from the woman on the other side of the table. She spoke calmly. "It is not that we have to stand alone, but the fact that we are standing alone, because no one wants to take on the job, because frankly its not something that needs to be taken care of." She sat with arms crossed, in her familiar pose, eyes staring at the young man on the other side of the table. "It is very simple, if we do what we are supposed to, and get rid of that damned veil, then we have done our part, to let things that need to be here, find their way back to properly deal with the mess that all of these things are creating. Not to mention the spells used to do this thing, will ensure that we ourselves are not harmed directly from the things that come out of the hole. So what if we would be at risk on the mortal level, but how is that different from any other day?" This being his response to the argument he waited patiently as he returned to his seat with another glass of rum.



"The alarms squealing noise awoke me out of another sleep again. Damn this thing. Its not easy to be able to have these damn dreams, its like I don't even sleep. How hard is it to deal with these things and why is that every time I'm waiting to hear her response, its always a dull echo off the fading sounds of the ringing clock." Waking in a frenzy does nothing for my sleep patters, Carson sat up on his bed, and what is with these dreams. "Hurry up your gonna be late." Came the voice of another young man from the other room. The sound of a small crash in the kitchen of the spices falling onto the stove. "You alright Jason?" shouted Carson. "Yea, I'm fine" was the response.



Tossing his legs over the side of the bed Carson groaned and stretched another day came. It was getting close to the first meeting of the locals that he had called for and thoughts ran through his head as he rubbed the morning sleep out of his eyes. Of course he had known this was coming and just didn't want to admit it to himself that things of this nature could happen so soon. He pulled his black slacks on, and buttoned up his shirt. Traditionally the black long sleeved shirt was rolled up at the cuffs, but today was the time when he opted to leave them draping of his arms in a relaxed fashion. Running the comb through his hair, he winced as he caught snags. "Things better go alright tonight, I better have a good argument for calling them together under these circumstances." He thought to himself. He pulled on his black boots, and grabbed his black velvet coat. "Well even if they think my statements as nuts then I can look good looking the fool." It isn't as though nothing had ever turned good from the conversation that was coming, knowing it is pointless this early to be hoping for anything special. Still things had to carry on. Things had to happen, because regardless, it was coming, and people needed to be gathered.



"Its not that we don't believe what your saying, its just what do you expect us to do? How can we do anything to the magnitude of what you are saying? When did you anticipate judging from how you interrupted these events?" Said one, elderly witch. She was wearing a simple black dress with her silver necklaces, and classic silver rings on her fingers as anyone of the current style did. "I am not saying that we have to do anything drastic, but what I do suggest, is that we all start researching the coming events, that we gather as much information as we can, ask who will talk to us, about what they perceive as the coming struggles. Then taking this information I am suggesting we make a plan of action from there, using what ever rituals, spells, and allied forces to properly deal with what we decide. Be that making those forces ourselves, or by calling in favor and debt from any entity that would be, or could be made to be of use." Carson said to the group, speaking calmly and in a tone that was charged to inspire the deepest senses within those he spoke to. "Further more, we then train ourselves to be able to deal as people who are ready for what ever comes, and to do that, we start here, we declair our teritory to those on the other side, and get rid of the nasty spiritual build up that has occured from the stagnation of the spirits of those here. Going so far as banishing and containing all negitive, pestilential, and other wise useless currents of energy that are flowing through this city as we speak. By doing this we have a home base, a place where its our territory and that anything that comes through we are aware of. So that we are not caught by surprise by anything that would be potential threats. Please don't misunderstand, What I am saying, isn't as simple as "the save the world" mentality of a juvinile mind of one new to the power, but as one who sees a simple need to stir the vitality of the region to a potential where it could be beneficial to more then those whose minds are limited by the status quo. You talk down the paladin-esk mindset, but tell me honestly you do not feel that there is something wrong. That there is nothing that is like a tempest building just over the horizon and that if something isn't done can and will swallow us alive, and that any preparations in it, would be futile, because its not something that is going to happen?" He paused for a moment and then continued.



"Regardless of it comes in five years, or more, something is coming, and what harm does research do? What harm does preparations do? It gives purpose, it gives stability knowing that you have something you can do if the shit really does hit the fan. So I propose we bring down the veil, it is unnatural, and nothing good comes from its existence. Bring them out of the shadows lurking in places that are a pain to deal with, and for all of those of you who have been insulted because of your path, let them have a shot to see what you have seen, done what you have done. Everyone would be made to deal with these things, those of us who are prepared for it, will have a better chance. Bring it down, and bring back the spirits of nature, and the things that make this world truly magical or be sitting here idly by as the worlds we know are striped bare by the ignorance and hatred within the souls of those we live with, and would no sooner wish we didn't know that things other then work, sleep, fuck, die, pay taxes and be in pain exist. This what I propose, please think on this, and lets hear what you have to say about it, with logical reasons to why if you please, so that way we keep this as a discussion and not mindless ignorant fear in an other wise intelligent individual. We bring down the veil, we have a chance to set things back in balance." Carson, simply stared into the eyes of those he addressed, smiled and walked out for a smoke, letting the people discuss things inside.