[color=6ecff6][b][h3]Reverio Galand[/h3][/b][/color]

The corridor after the field of chess had been awfully long, leading down a section of stairs to a second warding magic, like the one he had first dealt with when he first broke in. He pierced the second one in a similar manner and then stepped through, only to be shot from the side by a small dart that ended up in his arm.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Ahh!"[/b][/color] He gasped as he was struck. He had unwittingly lowered his guard after lowering the warding that he had stepped on a pressure plate, triggering a trap.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Damn it... I need to be more careful. But this... is too small to cause any serious injury. Hmm.. could it be poisonous?"[/b][/color] The blonde carefully inspected the dart, but no matter how much he looked it over, he couldn't tell. He knew he had to use his magical gifts now, despite the risks of possibly being detected. If the dart were poisonous or some form of slow-effect paralyzation or something of that kind it could ruin the entire plan. He couldn't afford that, so he had to risk using his powers. The blonde closed his eyes and placed one of his hands on top of his arm where the dart had hit him and channeled his healing power to cleanse himself of any lingering condition. At least he hoped his gift was strong enough to neutralize whatever that dart had been coated in.

As Reverio continued along the way he finally came to a large room with large bookshelves, dusty and vast. It was almost as big a library room as the main one upstairs. But this one was also decorated with old statues, old tapestries and paintings of days gone by.

[color=ed1c24][b]"Releaseeee meeeeee.... help me...."[/b][/color] A voice called out to the exiled king, causing him to stop in his tracks yet again. The voice was ghastly and sent a chill down his spine, yet when he looked around he could see no one. He gripped his sword of light and readied himself to fight.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Whose there?!"[/b][/color] Rev called out, his blue eyes scanning the surrounding bookshelves and the little 'plaza' in the middle of the entire room, which contained some old stone benches and tables.

[color=ed1c24][b]"Oveeer heeereeee..."[/b][/color] The ghostly sounding voice replied, and it drew the young man's attention to a bookshelf towards a peculiar book which were bound in chains and a lock.

[color=6ecff6][b]"A talking book? What demonry is this? What- who are you?"[/b][/color] Rev asked in a fashion of disbelief as he moved closer to the somewhat creepy book.

[color=ed1c24][b]"A record of the past... a past none should know... I am the Sawol Grimoire. I know that which must not be known."[/b][/color] The book's ghastly voice spoke out, it's form shaking the book itself, as if it were tugging at the chains that were binding it.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Sawol? I am not sure I understand what that means but a grimoire is indeed the name of a book. You claim you know of things none should know? Like matters concerning the great evil?"[/b][/color] Reverio asked in a manner which was both hinting of curiousity and amazement that this book was a thing.

[color=ed1c24][b]"There... has been many great evils throughout the ages... but I believe the one you speak of is the greatest of them all... "[/b][/color] The ghastly voice exclaimed.

[color=6ecff6][b]"That may be the case, and what did you mean before? You wanted someone to help you? With what?"[/b][/color] The blonde asked while looking around for a second time, and this time around he noticed a peculiar looking altar in the end of the room, surrounded by some form of magical barrier.

[color=ed1c24][b]"Yes... I am contained within this book. My soul is unable to leave for the... beyond. I have been... forgotten... by time."[/b][/color] The echoing ghastly words of the grimoire left Reverio shuddering again.

[color=6ecff6][b]"So you are a person bound to a book somehow? I see... what is that big old book over there surrounded by the barrier?"[/b][/color] Rev's attention shifted over towards the book in the other end of the room.

[color=ed1c24][b]"That.. is the tome of the Trium Throne..."[/b][/color] The words came out were still as ghastly as before, but this time the voice carried words of warning.

[color=6ecff6][b]"The Trium Throne? What is that?"[/b][/color] The blonde ex-king asked, his curiousity perked again.

[color=ed1c24][b]"Look... look upon the tapestries and the great painting of the chamber..."[/b][/color] There was a foreboding warning in the book's voice, of errors of the past? Or perhaps of nostalgia? Reverio turned his attention away from the talkative and chained book, setting his eyes on the large painting.

[color=6ecff6][b]"An imposing figure... three heroes... three swords... and a great door?"[/b][/color] The blonde tilted his head slightly to the drawing, inspecting the details of the people. The figures were none he could recognize.

[color=ed1c24][b]"Three were those which set out to form lands of their own, each taking a key with them..."[/b][/color] The book continued.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Lands of their own? Keys? The swords? They were keys? But if what you are saying is true... these people depicted here were all royals?"[/b][/color] The blonde blinked as he couldn't stop himself from hearing what the book had to say, he always had a liking for stories.

[color=ed1c24][b]"Bah... empty titles for empty lives liven. They were keybearers to the great sealed door. Entrusted upon them by a man greater than them all."[/b][/color] The book spoke with spite that only a locked away book could, which in itself would be a spectacle in itself were it in a more casual setting.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Wait.. these swords... could it be?"[/b][/color] Reverio raised his own sword, the Damoclaimh Solais. He began to compare it towards what he saw in the great painting.

[color=ed1c24][b]"Hah...hah...hah... took you long enough to realize. The keys are the three royal swords belonging to Vauquelin, Izumo and Albion. You bear one in your possession... I can feel it. I know where to find the great door and I can tell you more of this great evil you seek. But all things have their price. I ask for my freedom..."[/b][/color] The book seemed to humm in anticipation of a potential release.

[color=6ecff6][b]"I don't know. I don't know anything about who or what you are? If what you've told me so far is true, then I already have one of the four things I need."[/b][/color] Reverio explained his line of thought, there was after all a good chance this book was trying to take him for a fool.

[color=ed1c24][b]"Oh, I am but a tortured old soul in search of some relief... it's been soo long. But if you want to spend the remainder of your life searching for the keys and the door, you may go and do so. And never find them all."[/b][/color] The book said in a mocking manner, it knew what buttons it needed to press somehow.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Perhaps I was being abit hasty..."[/b][/color] The young blonde said in a ponderous manner, if what the obviously very evil book was saying were true. There wouldn't be great odds for him finding all the pieces he would need to unify the world against a great foe.

[color=6ecff6][i]'The royal swords of Izumo and Albion. Is the sword that Ken carries that particular one? If the books words are correct. Hmm. They do say books contain knowledge for those willing to delve into them. Besides if the book is evil, it too can be destroyed later. Would all this mean I would have to steal Ken's sword?'[/i][/color] The former king thought to himself as he made up his mind. Yet again.

[color=6ecff6][b]"Allright. How can I see about freeing you?"[/b][/color] Reverio asked while looking around in a worried manner, he didn't know just how long time he had before his intrusion would have been noticed.

[color=ed1c24][b]"Good... I knew you were the right kind of.. hero... to bring peace to an old pained soul. First you will need to take me out of here, and then you will have to find the key to my lock. The key was last I hear taken towards the Rhean administrative building. Start your search there..."[/b][/color] The book hummed with energy as Reverio's hands connected with it, picking it up from it's resting place and then attacking it by his belt by one of the chains that were wrapped around it.

[color=6ecff6][b]"I will release you, but I want you to tell me everything you know about this great evil and how to open that door..."[/b][/color] The young saint laurel student added before turning his attention towards the warded tome at the other end of the room. 

[color=6ecff6][i]'I could use the knowledge kept in that other book... allright here it goes.'[/i][/color] It was with a leaping motion that Rev flung towards the barrier, but as soon as he connected with it his entire body was flung to the other side of the chamber, his body landing on the floor. What in the world just happened? Was that barrier so much stronger than the wards he had managed to break through before? Perhaps this one were not ethereal in nature.

[color=ed1c24][b]"Fool! You cannot break this barrier with that sword, not even if you had all three. This barrier were put up by mages of ages past. It cannot be broken by mere childsplay. The tome contains knowledge of events which Rhea wants forgotten in the dark. Among other things. Such as what lie beneath the city. But that is not important for what you wish to obtain."[/b][/color] The book chastised it's ride, not because it felt it was timely, but because it was due and it could.

[color=ed1c24][b]"It is time we left. Go over to that bookcase over there... throw out the books of the third shelf. Behind it you will find a lever to a hidden passage..."[/b][/color] The book said in an eager and amused manner. Reverio quickly got to his feet and strode over to the bookcase and began to carefully remove the books from the shelf and putting it on a nearby table.

[color=ed1c24][b]"Young fool! There is no time to tend for useless memoraphilia!"[/b][/color] The book chastised him again in a tone which clearly showed it was not amused.

[color=6ecff6][b]"These books still contain historic and important records to Rhea, perhaps the only source of it's kind. It must be preserved and taken with care..."[/b][/color] The blonde explained his manner of action.

[color=ed1c24][b]"If you start thinking about petty things you- we will run out of time. Now hurry up before you are noticed. I do not desire to spend anymore time in this place."[/b][/color] The book said in an agitated grimoirely voice, while Reverio finally found the lever the former had spoken of, and then he pulled it as the shelf itself seemed to move.

[@Lewascan2]