The Meeting

Two huge wooden doors opened when Orama and the 6 knights stood in front of them. They walk into the room. It was a grand dinning room with rows and rows of tables. Balconies lined both sides filled with knights and townsfolk. At the end of the hall was a stage with a giant golden thrown for the king. In front of the thrown was a long table constructed from marble.

“That my lady is where you will sit.” Said the captain.

“Thank you for the ride knight.” Orama replied while making her way to the table.

When she sat in the first open seat that she seen she started to look around. The table had at least fifteen other wizards, mages, and sorcerers. She has never seen so many people capable using magic in one area. Just imagine the power. There was food and wine set at all the tables. Everyone was eating and talking about some evil force. Orama was very confused. Finally the room went quiet and all eyes were on the stage. The king entered. He was a giant of a man, not only tall but strong, and round. Just big all together.

“People of Aura, EVIL is upon us! We have gathered these people of magic to ask them to help us! We will pay you well and be forever grateful! We cannot do this alone!” The king yelled out for his entry speech. All were silent until someone broke out into laugh.

“HAHAHAHA this is pathetic! Asking the magic users to do you work! Haha you cant do this alone you say? Have you tried? Haha” Everyone started looking around and whispering to one another.

“WHAT?! Who dares mock me? SHOW YOURSELF!” The king yelled while his face turned beat red.

“It was I great king.” Meteora said while stepping out of the shadows onto the edge of a balcony above the stage. He pulled his hood down and stared at Orama with a smile. Then he flipped off the balcony and landed on the stage right nest to the king.

“ Who..who are you? And why do you mock us in this time of need?” Said the king.

“Well great king, I would apologize if I was sorry. But I’m not and its true, you guys have not even attempted to fight off this big “evil”. Which by the way is nothing more then an army of corrupted men. Your army is twice as big and twice as fierce. You are just afraid of the evil sorcerer that leads them. As you should be, he is powerful, and oh, he sworn to kill you before he dies right?….haha I’m looking at a giant coward!” As soon as Meteora finished his sentence a guard behind him drew his sword.

“Ah ah ah …..my friend lets not be too hasty.” Meteora said with his dagger to the throat of the guard, who obviously wasn’t prepared for such speed.

“Now wait! I already had one guard murdered this night, I need no more! Men sheath your swords, this is no more than a debate.”

Meteora let go of the guard and smiled. If only he knew who killed his guard earlier. Then he looked down at Orama who was smiling back at him.

“You,…you have made your point. I cannot lie to my people its, true I fear this sorcerer. That is the only reason why I need these mages and wizards to take care of him for me. I’m ..I’m sorry…..” Said the king bowing his head.

After that the whole room started talking and yelling nasty things at the king. The table of magic started to get more and more empty until only Orama remained. She climbed up on top of the table. She couldn’t even think straight with all the yelling. So she brought her arm back and started to throw a punch “STUNNING LIGHT” she yelled. CRACK!!! A bright light filled the room and all fell silent. After everyone could see again they looked at the mage.

“ Tell me great king, these plagues, they are caused by this evil sorcerer?” Orama asked while standing on the table.

“Y…ye…yes they are why?” The king looked up with hope.

“I will take care of this sorcerer if you regroup your troops and take down his army!” She said proudly.

“ Orama NO!” Meteora yelled.

“Sorry cousin, that’s that and I leave at first light tomorrow, by midday this castle will be at war. By sundown the sorcerer will fall.” Orama said as she climbed off the table and started for the door. The whole room started to cheer. People yelling there thanks and all.

“We are forever in you debt great white mage! After he is dead come claim your reward! THANKYOU THANKYOU THANKYOU!” Yelled the king almost crying as Orama walked out the doors.

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