A Story...
Now, this story will be told as seen through the eyes of me, the current weilder, or
barer, whichever you prefer. The name is Thane, Thomas Thane. It has been many thousands on years since I first found these swords named Violence And Chaos.
I have had them for almost as long as I can remember. Now, I will explain where they came from, and the extent of the powers of the swords, that I know of so far.
Well it all started long ago, when I was rather young, I would say I was about.. hmm..15, maybe. Anyway, after I left Ireland on my first trip abroad away from home, and not long after I did leave, did I first get into treasure hunting and ever since that I never stoped hunting, basically. Anyway, I had heard about a set of legendary swords that were said to be able to defeat anything on the planet, and could not be broken. Well this was something that i had to see. Most definitly. I made my way to Greece. Upon my arrival i was quite eager to get out there and find those swords, but i ran across a bit of trouble. Infact my first real fight, outside of Ireland. The guys name was Izelkia, a rather large lion tamer. Who tended to street fight, when he was not working with the his traveling circus, never the less, i had heard that this guy knew the location of one of the swords, so i of course asked him if he could tell me where either of them where located, Izelkia told me that i would have to defeat him in battle before he would tell me anything, i complied to his challange. Izelkia wiped the floor with me, infact, i think that this had to be the first time that i had ever broken any bones. But then, once i was beaten down, i somehow gained the strength to get up and keep fighting. Izelkia could not beleive that this, "Boy" had gotten up after the beating that he had just dished out to him. Izelkia then proceeded to give me another round of fighting, which this time, the results were rather different. Infact, Izelkia lost to me. Of course I passed out after the fight, and found myself in a small inn, with which my lodgings had been fully paid for, and i also found a note by my bedside from izlekia, the note read " your a good fighter kid, I will give you that much. But I don't think you should pursue your foolish quest for the weapons you are looking for, but never the less, I made a promise. One of the swords you seek, is not too far from this inn, from this inn walk as far east as you can till you come to the sea's shore. There you must wait, till the night of the next waxing moon, which just happens to be tomarrow night. Supposedly in the waxing moons light an island will appear, with a temple, that goes straight to the bowels of hell. Inside the sword known as Violence lies. " The letter ended on what seemed a sour note, I was almost haunted by it. I shuddered, and got my items together, including a magic satchel which was in the family treasury, which could contain anything, no matter how great or small. After thanking the inkeeper for the night of good rest, i began walking to the east, not stoping for nothing. Till I finally made it to the sea shore, i watched the waves crash on the rocky shore, and wondered if this was really the truth. I waited the entire day, ...and then the moon came, and sure enough, i could see an island, not far from the shore, the locals in the town whispered of an island of the gods, but no one ever dared to venture there. Well upon seeing the island, I didn't waste time, and began swiming to it. Just when I thought I could not swim anymore from the exceptionally frigid water, I made it to the shore of the island, I looked around my new surroundings, like an animal which had just recently been introduced back into the wild, I knew that there was something not quite right about this place, so with haste I entered the temple that was before me, the heat was nearly unbearable, but somehow, I made my way through the temple without inccient, amazing there was no gaurds or anything in the temple, which I found....quite strange. Soon I came across a black steel long sword, which looked as if it had seen many a battle. But yet it shined with great craftsmanship, and the blade was sharp, incredibly sharp. I reached out to touch the blade..and somethng burned my hand viciously, to this day, i still have the burn scar on my hand and wrist, which i usually tend to keep covered. Pulling back hold my hand, i grew rather annoyed, and wondered if infact the blade could be removed from the pedastal, with renewed thought i grabed the hilt of the sword this time, upon my touching the hilt of the blade...i felt a pain surge through my body which, is almost indecribeable. Much like hot needles in the skin, i screamed in pain, but i did not drop the sword. And upon my grabing of the blade..the temple begain to collape upon it's self, as if the sword was never ment to be removed. I made my way quickly out of the temple, staggering from the pain, nearly dragging the heavy broadsword. Due to my being so young, the sword was rather hard to handle at first. I wondered what i was going to do, i looked at the sword, and looked at the ocean. And i almost knew that if i tried to swim this again so soon, and in such pain with this sword, i would surely drowned, and loose the sword all at the same time. But then..something strange happend, the sword, began to glow, and another sword that looked rather different from the sword i was holding in hand, emerged from the murky depths of the ocean, i wondered what was going to happen, and if my treasure hunting days were to be cut rather short. I closed my eyes, and gritted my teeth, and expect to feel the nasty bite of a blade to the skin, but.....nothing. Nothing at all occured, and to my suprise upon opening my eyes, i was on the other side again...with two huge broad swords on my hips in brown leather sheaths. I wondered what exactly had happend, i looked for the island, where i had found the seemingly hell spawned sword, but....nothing, there was no island. I was wondering if i had hallucinated the whole thing, of if i have dreamn't it. But, no. I couldn't have. I had the swords. But....Where did they come from...Little did i realize, that...on that shore, my life would be changed forever.....And the rest, as they say... Is history.