Grotesque. That was the only word that could describe the horde of creatures that stood before a figure clad in black silken robes, face covered in darkness from the hood that arched over it. A sickening smile slithered across the hooded man's face as he outstretched his hand and all of these...things that had been summoned from other worlds and realms took a bow before their new master. Unquestioning, utterly faithful, and under his complete control. Lezarr lowered his hand and turned towards a large opening in his dark chambers that led out to a balcony.<br/><br/>The scenery was morbid to say the least. Black mountains of ash and thunder on the horizon. Desolate fields and decrepid forrests littered the surrounding areas. Then there was Lezarr's fortress. A towering architectural spike that seemed to dwarf any other monument on Tryne. Its base surrounded by the largest, heaviest and thickest of stone walls and iron gates. And between those walls and the tower stood an entire army under Lezarr's control. Wall to wall, road to road, there was a sea of decrepid and horrendous soldiers of all shapes and sizes. Their rusty armor and unworldly grunts and screeches rang all the way up to Lezarr's balcony. The second he emerged there was instant silence.<br/><br/>"Prepare." Was all Lezarr's scratchy whisper of a voice needed to say. Instantly his masses dispersed to do their tasks; forging armor and weapons, organizing ranks and constructing large weapons. Satisfied, Lezarr turned back to his newest arrivals, large humanoid beasts of muscle and fur. Elongated snouts with powerful jaws and rows of razor-like fangs. They huffed heavily as they stood obiently awaiting their master's orders.<br/><br/>"Something else came through, something that I did not plan for. I felt it's arrival towatds the South. Take your pack and proceed there until you find something or someone that does not belong here.  It felt powerful so their may be more than one but nonetheless, if it seems useful to me, bring it back here, alive. If not....kill it." And with a unanimous grunt of approval, the beasts were off to prepare.<br/><br/>***On the Vaaris Plains ***<br/><br/>The complete darkness wouldn't have be so bad if Lucas wasn't fully aware of it. Let alone the constant ringing he kept hearing in the back of his head. It was a steady pitch andonly seemed to get higher, as if a bomb went off by his head. He kept dwelling on the darkness, wondering why he couldn't start dreaming, even a nightmare would be relieving. "Was this death?" He thought to himself. "Floating forever, weightless in this endless darkness, with that ringing?" His thoughts shifted as he suddenly started to feel...something. His fingers? He had been consciously aware of the dark but didn't feel the rest of his body until now, and it hurt. Lucas focused on his fingers again; they clutched something. It was stringy, cold and soft. The he began to gain all senses at once. The smell of fresh air and soil hit his nostrils like a hammer. The sound and feel of a cool breeze tickle the back of his neck and ears. He dug his fingers deeper and felt the ground give under the pressure ofbhis finger tips. Lucas let out a brief moan of pain as he began pushing himself up off the ground and adjusted to a seated position. His eyes were still blurry and didn't seem to be in a hurry to adjust themselves, but when they did....<br/><br/>"What the hell? Where....." Lucas couldn't even finish his sentence he was so shocked the scenery. Lucas stood up to find himself on a grassy plain mere meters from a cliff edge that overlooked a sunburnt valley. A small river twisted down the center of it and vanished into a horizon of jagged blue mountains and what appeard to be two suns in the sky, one red and one blue. Further back in the sky a crescent moon hovered.  The clay walls on both sides of the valley were a bright auburn color, and although barren held a slight beauty to them. Lucas turned around to check the rest of his surroundings and found the grassy plain he stood on stretched far past whatvhis eye could see and on either side of him was a vast and dense forrest. A subtle breeze brushed up against him and Lucas took this moment to soak it in. There was an overwhelming sense of calm that rushed over him so he closed his eyes and savored every moment. "This is heaven?" He thought to himself. But then all at once he realized he wasn't alone. His guard was up before he could even think to do so and Lucas watched as other people began to push themselves up from the tall grass, dazed and confused just as he was.