Chapter 4 -- Truth or Deception -- The Great Battle Between the Thirteen Realms of Arthen: The Power of Three

 

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Truth or Deception

 

Oliver met his match within these hallucinations of golden stones.  He stopped waving the Spear of Leo through the fake stones.  Then his eyes caught something out of the ordinary.  On the outer edge of the golden stones were two blue wooden replicas.  They pointed east and west.

Oliver was then faced with the search for two prophecies of the Light realm.  Then an imaginary of Sorceress Li vividly appeared in front of Oliver.  She ordered him to follow the dual wooden doors.  He sliced the middle of the doors.  There it split into four pieces of wood.  He was getting pretty good at twirling the spear.

The floor was one giant golden stone.  He needed to split the floor.  It would have him gain knowledge about the location of the true golden stone.  It was a crypt of a cellar for a strange beast.  There he attacked the serpent for a second time.  It released some poisonous spores into the air.

There it escaped another time.  Oliver climbed out of the crypt cellar.  The direction of east and west was north and south.  They were transpose of directions.  He had to enter another pillar chamber.  There were eighteen pillars and an opening with nine golden stones on the floor tile.  There he twirled and smashed the floor tiles.  There was only one golden stone.  It wouldn’t break but would stick the spear.

He stuck the Golden Stone in his satchel.  Without thinking the three headed serpent swirl out of its passageway.  Oliver twirled the spear and launched it at the middle head that sliced all three at once.  It became a green shard.  Sorceress Li upheld the floor from the second crypt cellar.  She displayed the portal exit from the Island of Hydao.  Sorceress Li waved good-bye to Oliver.

Oliver swam for air from the middle of the Pacific Ocean.  He saw an individual rowboat drifting in the direction of land.  On his back was the Spear of Leo.  He thought the whole drama was a hallucination from drowning.  He had the Golden Stone.  Two of four ancient artifacts weren’t that bad for a warrior from the Immortalizational realm.

He rowed the rowboat to the west coast of the mainland.  He still didn’t understand the power of the gargoyle.  He heard stories about the sorceress in the north knew the origins of the gargoyle.  He would hunt down the secret entry of the Ancient Twelve Tribes.  They were near the west coast northern mountain ridge.

He docked at San Francis.  He needed some information about the northern mountain ridge.  The best way to gain knowledge was going to a Traven.  He sat at the bar and ordered himself a drink and an appetizer to snack on with his drink.  Then some other people came in being loud about finding a secret stairwell.

Oliver ordered another drink along with another appetizer.  The loud group discussed that they would hire another hand on their expenditure to locate the secret stairwell.  Oliver introduced himself by buying the group a round of drinks and appetizers.  He wanted to demonstrate how serious he was.

It was closing time.  The loud group gave Oliver a list of objectives for the travel.  They would leave in two days with extra rations.  The heavyset patron gave orders for Oliver to have a sleeping bag and tent.  He also ordered Oliver to meet up at the water fountain.

The journey would be twenty-one days of travel.  Oliver spent majority of his earnings on rations of food and an individual tent.  The group rode off from the water fountain.  The leader ordered the group to not stop until noon.  Noon was four hours away from the traveling.  Oliver wasn’t in charge, but his gut feeling was about to be right.

He traveled with fourteen.  There were seven women and seven men.  Including himself was fifteen.  Oliver stopped at noon.  He introduced himself and the first guy was called Big Al, so they shook hands.  Big Al was a big guy that handled himself with a staff.

Oliver kept close eyes on who he encountered.  Something was odd about these men and women.  He suspected that they could be thieves.  His mind was playing mind games with him.  He just observed each action carefully.

They were around a campfire from their travels.  Big Al asked a suggestion to Owen the leader of this expedition.  He wanted to know the distance between their new destinations.  Owen patted him on the shoulder and smiled with glee.

Oliver learned a new tactic of the leader Owen.  He wasn’t going to put on an act of friendship pretending to be with Owen.  He would wait for the right time to defend his own leadership.  Owen told Big Al to be patient until dawn.

The first hit of light displayed the stairs.  Owen started the race with the men and women that accompanied him. Oliver knew what this meant.  He recalled stories from the Ancient Twelve Tribes.  He didn’t let on about his knowledge.

Finally, the sun showed the hidden steps.  Owen finished first.  He commanded his men and women to tie their horses to a branch.  Oliver was the last one to tie his horse.  He followed the thieves up the stoned steps.  He didn’t warn them about the danger of the warriors.

The Ancient Twelve Tribes used to be heavy set warriors.  They used to believe in conquering and slaughtering.  They used to not be on the mountain ridge of the Light Realm.  They lived off the land by chopping down trees for their long houses.  They would hunt wild boar for their food source.

The first tribe lived on the Northern east coast.  It was before the mountain ridge across the border to the northern tundra.  Their name was Alroica.  They lived on the land of wilderness.  They would cut down trees for their buildings.  They would hunt and fish in the fresh waters.  They would travel by canoes and on foot.

They elected a tribesman for their own representative.  They were visited by a traveler from another realm.  He was here to voice a reasonable act.  But it sounded like an act for war with Alroica.  They didn’t know how to deal with this visitor.  They sent two representatives to the neighbor tribe.

They traveled for four days and hunted off the land.  They tracked a boar by its tracks in the dirt.  They didn’t know the rituals of this land.  They stabbed the boar through the heart and skinned it.  They cooked it over an open fire.  They ate like a king for that night.

Then one of them would guard over their campsite while the other slept for a couple of hours.  The crisp clear night sky with the regular nature sounds.  He marked a morning ritual with some of the blood of the boar.  He drew in the mud a picture of a deer.  There they waited for first light to hit the muddy picture.

Dawn light struck the drawing through the heart.  The two warriors hunted quietly in the trees for the deer on the ground.  They waited with their eyes closed to overhear the break of leaves.  There they spotted the little deer strolling through the leaves in the forest.  They hit it through the heart.  They dropped some of its blood on the dry muddy picture.  They wiped it with their hands.

The two representatives arrived at the outskirts of the second tribe called Beau of Beauties.  They were mainly miners of different gemstones.  They made jewelry for trade with the other tribes.  They were never aware of the dangers of the visitor to a different realm.  When the two Alroicans arrived for peace talks.

They offered some slices of meat for the peace talks.  The Beau of Beauties were attentive on listening to these two Alroicans.  They wanted to know what happened to the destination traveler.  The two Alroicans explained that he went inside a cave and vanished from the site.

They were warned that war was coming from another dimension.  The headmen of Beau of Beauties wanted to know more of the troublesome views.  The two representatives just repeated from the sole messenger.  The headmen needed to discuss their motives of this warning.  They kept the two for a couple of days before sending them off to their homeland.

The headmen of Beau of Beauties selected three from their tribe to warn the southeastern tribe about the foretold messenger.  They would travel by horse.  The southeastern tribe was near the ancient southern empire.  There was a border of mountain ridges that kept them divided.

The name of the third tribe was Liquadity.  They were tundra and plateau hunters.  They rode on horseback and hunted large beasts in their borders.  The three from Beau of Beauties rode into the outer borders of Liquadity.  They brought the most precious gemstones for peace talks.

Liquadity tribe hunted large mammoths and sabretooths.  They hunted in large groups for these two animals.  They used every part of the prey animals.  They burnt offerings for each hunt.  Their tribal headmen accepted the precious gemstones for peace talks with their neighbor tribe.

The three sat with the Liquadity headmen of five tribal leaders.  They relayed word for word the message.  They asked if they would join the other two tribes for a great battle.  The headmen of five would discuss among their tribe.  They would send words to the two next door tribes.  They allowed the three representatives from their northeastern tribe to leave by escorting them to their border.

The five tribal leaders of Liquadity selected two groups of four for this assignment.  They ordered these groups to stay with the message to these two tribes, the one west from them and northwest.  The one directly west from them was their descendant relatives that broke off from the actual Liquadity tribe.

Quarga tribe was the name of the descendant tribe.  They allowed the four representatives of Liquadity tribe to enter.  They were escorted by a border patrol.  The border patrol didn’t hesitate to bring forth the messengers.  The Quarga acknowledged with their seven headmen elders.

Quarga recommended that each twelve tribes send one representative to discuss the future of the ancient twelve tribes.  The four Liquaditians would send four messengers to the Beau of Beauties the recommendation.  They would suggest meeting with the representative at the sacred site on top of the tallest mountain in the Light Realm.

The four Liquaditians arrived at the northwestern central plains.  There the Tarquo tribe hunted the eight-legged buffalo for their survivor needs.  They used all the animal resources for everyday living.  Tarquoians border patrol escorted the four messengers.  Another messenger attended with the four Liquaditians.  It was a member of the Quargans.  He waited for the four Liquaditians to recite word for word about the visitor.  Then the four were escorted back to their exact location.  The lonely member of Quargan gave his recommendation from their seven elders.

The Tarquoians would discuss the visitor from another realm.  They would include their nine elders and abide by their ruling.  They would send a group of five to the northern great plains’ tribe.  It was SharQuo Tribe of the northern Great Plains.  They shared the eight-legged buffalo.  The travel from the Tarquo tribe location would be a six-day travel to the borders of the SharQuo Tribal border.

Two border patrols captured the five Tarquoians.  One of them offered gifts of their kill from a buffalo.  He bowed down on his knees then the other four followed suit.  The two SharQuoians border patrols halted before tying up the five Tarquoians.  When one of them muttered the words that they came to discuss a stranger of this realm to their elders.

The SharQuoians escorted the five to their nine elders.  They would hear that each tribe must send a representative to the center mountain top.  The five Tarquoians pleaded with their brethren the SharQuo Tribe.  They stated the reason for five times.

The other four Liquaditians visited the tribe of Shiteogon.  They oversaw relaying the message from the four guests.  Three border patrols of Shiteogons escorting the four Liquaditians.  Each one of the Liquaditians brought gifts for a peace offer.  The border patrols arrived at the hut of the eleven elders.  They replied that a stranger visited the Aloricans.

Shiteogons would send three groups of five warriors to send words to the three west coast natives.  They must get word about this visitor and send one representative to the highest peak in the Light Realm.  They would ride off in three different directions.  Each trip would last for seven days and seven nights.  They packed enough food and water for the journey.

The first group of five headed towards the desert tundra outside of the great plains.  These people were called Axetrac.  The Axetrac don’t have border patrols on their lands.  They keep a close eye on their own people.  They guard the gates of their people.  The Shiteogons would have to ride to the capital of the Axetracans.  The group of five needed to make camp for the night.  The Shiteogons felt the cold night of the desert.

The morning breeze woke up the five Shiteogons.  They cooked breakfast.  Then they traveled afterwards.  It was down near the river.  The Axetrac lived by a water source for a food item.  The river was a three full days travel for the Shiteogons.  Three days have passed since the Shiteogons have made their way to the river.  They decided to follow it until they arrived in the city of Axetracans.

They followed the river for two full days.  The guards of Axetracans questioned the Shiteogons for reason on visiting.  They repeated that a visitor visited the Alroicans.  He warned them about war among the twelve tribes.  The guards sent a messenger for the eleven elders to hear this discussion.  They signaled for the Shiteogons to wait for the messenger to return.

The Axetracan messenger arrived from asking for the elders to listen to the five Shiteogons.  They agreed to hear them out.  The Axetracan messenger also brought two more guards to escort the Shiteogons to the eleven elders.  They were waiting for the guest in the meeting hut.  They would also give a verdict on the issue.

The Shiteogons arrived in the meeting hut.  The eleven elders were waiting for the message from the visitor.  They repeated that war was coming from another realm to them.  The eleven elders of Axetrac did agree to send a representative to the highest peak in the Light Realm.

The Shiteogons would see themselves out of this meeting room.  Outside was a group of Axetracans waiting to escort them out of their city.  The eleven elders summoned the lead guard.  They ordered him to gather four other warriors to relay the message to the small tribe near the mountain ridge.

The small tribe was with thirteen elders.  It was called Xerxas.  The lead guard listened word for word on what the elders explained for his duties.  The Xerxas was a twelve-day travel from the great city of Axetrac.  They were going to travel on foot.  They packed enough food and water for the trip.

Axetracans leave for the adventure to the Xerxas tribe.  Five Axetracans journey on the long road to the coastal of the Pacific Ocean.  There would be a dirt road to the Xerxas tribe.  They don’t bother the other tribes.  Normally they stick to themselves.  The elders of Axetrac think they should know what’s happening in the Light Realm.

After traveling for thirteen days west the five Axetracans arrived at the borders of the Xerxas tribe.  A small border patrol listened to the visitors.  They blew their horns, that meant visitors were to seek the fifteen elders.  They allowed the five to finish their travel to the village.  The village was at the center of the land of the Xerxas tribe.  It was the evening hours when the five Axetracans arrived at the village.  The guards escorted to their long house and the elders waited patiently for their guests.

The thirteen elders welcomed their guests.  They demanded the intrusion.  The volunteered speaker of the five mentioned about the visitor from the other realm.  The thirteen elders would take into consideration sending a representative to the highest peak in the Light Realm.  They would summon someone to escort the outsiders.

Their guards escorted the five Axetracans to the borders.  The second group of five Shiteogons were close to the land of Beilica.  The Beilica tribe were close to the Pacific Ocean.  They stayed to themselves and hunted on their land.  They stayed in a metropolitan called Beilica City.  They created a massive wall around their great city.

The five Shiteogons arrived at their destination of Beilica City.  Since they weren’t dressed in the Beilican attire guards stopped them at the opening gate.  They blew the sirens for more guards.  The Shiteogons didn’t want to disrespect them.  They demanded to speak to the fifteen elders of Beilica City.  They wanted to warn them of the visitor from another realm.  The Beilican elders welcomed their guests by offering them food and drink from their long destination of traveling.

The Shiteogons liked the hospitality for arriving at peace talks.  They were bluntly to the point of this visit.  They asked the elders if they would send one representative to the highest point in the Light Realm.  They agreed to the terms of sending a representative.  The Shiteogons finished their meal and left at dusk.

The third group of the Shiteogons rode up to the prairie lands of the Caliaco.  A border patrol of Caliaco saw them cross into their lands.  The Shiteogons raised their hands for peace talks.  They needed to speak to the elders of this land.  The Caliacons would escort the five visitors to where the Caliacons were setting up camp for the couple of days.

The border patrol arrived with the five Shiteogons.  The largest teepee was filled with seventeen elders.  There they waited for their guests to enter.  The five Shiteogons entered in front of the seventeen elders.  The speaker of the Shiteogons stepped forward.  He stated the real reason for their visit.  An outsider of a different realm visited the Alroicans.  He warned them about war all throughout the Light Realm was coming.

The announced speaker of the seventeen elders asked what they should do.  Then the speaker of the Shiteogons explained his other reason for being there.  It was sending a representative to the highest peak of the Light Realm to discuss with the other tribes.  They would think about what the visitors said.  They summoned for an escort to lead the visitors off their land.

The SharQuoans sent five riders to the last of the twelve tribes of the Light Realm.  They rode to the Zebria tribe.  They over saw the northwestern area of the Light Realm.  They had a large Metropolitan area.  They had nineteen elders who oversaw the government of the City of Zebrian.

The five riders arrived in the City of Zebrian.  Guards recognized the colors from the SharQuoans.  They stopped them for a moment to discuss their reason for the far travel from the great plains of the SharQuoans.  Then they explained that they needed to speak to their elders on a specific matter.  The guards sent a messenger to retrieve more guards.

After five minutes more guards hurried to the main gate.  The head guard ordered the guards to escort these five SharQuoans to the main chambers of the nineteen elders.  He added that the riders had an important message for the elders.  It would take them about fifteen minutes to arrive at the main chamber’s hut.

They finally arrived at the main chamber hut.  The five SharQuoans entered the presence of the elders.  They nominated one of them to explain the situation.  He stepped forward and pleaded that a visitor for another realm gave the Alroicans a warning of a great battle was coming.  He added that every tribe was sending a representative to the highest peak for a solution.  They whispered among themselves and then one of them stood and agreed to send a representative to the highest peak.  They summoned a guard from outside their chamber hut.  He was supposed to escort these men out of their city.

After twenty-one days each tribe sent a group of three, one being the representative along with two for protection and hunting.  They would meet upon the highest peak in the Light Realm.  Whenever the first would arrive he would wait until all twelve representatives arrived.  He would set up camp and rest.  It would be a final decision for the twelve tribes.  The visitor from the other realm would arrive.  He would wait for their final answer.

It took a total of thirty days until the lengthy meeting started.  The hunters prepared a large buffet of meats and vegetables.  The hunters served each representative with a plate.  They had to wait for the foreigner of a different realm to arrive.  The representatives knew their decision for the outsider.

The outsider from the Immortalizational realm came out of his portal.  He waited for their response from his statement.  The twelve representatives answered no to the question.  The visitor opened his portal.  As he was walking through the realm portal an ax struck him in the back of the head.  His body fell forward the portal.

The Immortalizational warriors saw the messenger with that tomahawk ax in the back of his head.  They geared up with armor then they stormed through the realm portal.  Twenty-one warriors faced twelve representatives.  They were provoked for war with these visitors from another realm.  One of the representatives sent through hunting party back to their tribes.

The Immortalizational warriors attacked the different representatives of their own tribes.  The warriors cleared the bodies by burning the bodies of the twelve tribal representatives.  They sent a bloody bath on top of the highest peak.  The Immortalizational warriors were waiting for more troops through the realm portal.

An entire army was traveling through realm portals.  The Immortalizational warriors would wait for their own elders to approach them.  Each tribe sounded their war horns and drums.  The Immortalizational warriors waited for daybreak before they would engage the twelve tribes.

The entire mountain provided a base camp for the Immortalizational army.  They weren’t going to attack until daylight.  The twelve tribes selected three from each tribe.  These thirty-six men were on a secret mission.  They would plan a sneak attack at night.  They would slit the throats of thirty-six men of the Immortalizational army.  When the sirens blew the thirty-six natives would scatter from the scene.

On another night the thirty-six men performed another secret mission.  They waited for their chosen picks of the Immortalizational army.  They were patrolling in groups of three.  In the blink of an eye the thirty-six natives slit more throats, and this time they hung the bodies in a tree.  The thirty-six natives burned the tree decorated with the dead bodies.

Three of the thirty-six became surrounded by a special op of the Immortalizational army.  There were eight special ops that stunned the three natives of the Light realm.  They tied them to three stakes surrounded by kindle and logs.  The leader of the special ops announced that the natives led them to display the outcome.  He ignited the three stakes, and the natives watched their kin burned alive.

More special ops soldiers were coming out of the realm portal.  These special ops soldiers wore armor with blades all around them.  They climbed down the mountain.  They came running around the three burning stakes.  The natives regroup to discuss a better strategy for their future.  The special ops soldiers set up to move their camp.

The special ops soldiers set up electric borders.  These electric borders didn’t show electricity.  They were invisible from the naked eye.  Anyone crossing them would experience a busted eardrum.  The thirty-three natives observed the outsiders.  The special ops brought equipment to knock down the trees.

Three of the thirty-three attempted to sneak through the invisible gate.  They were frozen from the electricity through their eardrums.  Blood started seeping out of their ears.  Their brothers from a distance didn’t move closer.  Then some special ops soldiers came to where there was a breach by invaders.

The special ops soldiers hung the three invaders with their wrists.  They bulldozed more trees.  They increased their borders.  The thirty natives moved swiftly through the forest and attacked the drivers of the bulldozers.  They placed the heads of the drivers on a spear stake.  There they burnt their bodies.  They were sending a clear message to the visitors of a different realm.

This act of violence wouldn’t be tolerated.  The special ops soldiers would be next to the bulldozers for protection.  They stunned four natives from the woods.  They tied the four natives to wooden stakes.  There they shouted for some type of communication between the natives.  The three elders of Alroica tribe stepped forward to hear the outsiders on a truce between the war.

The outsiders demanded for each tribe to march to the northwestern mountain ridge.  The three elders would take the demands into consideration.  They would summon for the other elders of the twelve tribes.  The five elders of Beau of Beauties sat and waited for the next five tribal leaders of Liquadity sat next to the Beau of Beauties.  They waited for the seven elders from the Quagon tribe.  The nine elders from the SharQuoian tribe stepped forward.

Then there were eleven elders from the Shiteogons.  They waited for the next thirteen elders from the Xerxas tribe.  The outsiders would wait for all the elders of the twelve tribes to arrive.  The fifteen elders from the Beilica tribe arrived.  They waited for all the elders of the different tribes.

The seventeen elders of Caliacons tribe made it to the meeting of the twelve tribes.  The last of the elders were the nineteen from the Zebrians tribe.  Now the lengthy meeting can start the outsider presented that they won’t stop the killing.  They wanted the land of the twelve tribes.  The elders didn’t want a long draw out war.  They would vote on leaving their land.

All the headmen and elders of the twelve tribes would agree to march into the western mountain ridge.  They would all be gone before twenty-one days.  The outsiders held them accountable for their decision.  There wouldn’t be any more slaughters from the natives.  Afterwards of the twenty-one days it was safe for the outsiders to declare some land for themselves.

After the flashback Oliver was unsure if he wanted to discover the ancient twelve tribes.  Owen saw that the traveler was bothered by something.  He went over to where Oliver was sitting.  He started asking a few questions.  He wanted to know if Oliver knew the history of the ancient twelve tribes.  Oliver mentioned that he knew the reason for them being in this hidden location.

The breeze from the downwind blew out the torches.  It spooked Owen for a little bit, but he kept the expedition going onward.  Oliver hoped that he wouldn’t have to explain his past to anyone.  His hopes were wrong.  Alroican guards stopped the visitors from entering their country.

They tied up the fourteen outsiders.  The guards chained shackles around their ankles and wrists.  The expedition wasn’t going to go see the three headmen.  They would be tortured on why they came to these sacred grounds.  Oliver wouldn’t make a scene he waited for his moment.

So far no one was asking how they were going to get out of this dungeon.  The guards threw Owen onto the ground.  He had cuts and abrasions on his wrists and around his kneecaps.  Then the four guards jerked Oliver out of the dungeon.  They would lift his shoulders with their strength and dragged his feet shackled together.

The Alroican guards would hang Oliver with his wrists’ shackles.  His feet dangled almost to the ground.  They slit a cementer for a cut on Oliver.  The torturer of Alroican warned that Oliver would sooner or later explain himself.  Another slit happened on the opposite side of Oliver.  He sighed in relief of pain.

The Alroican torturer slit thirty marks on Oliver.  He was seeping blood from the cutmarks.  Then there were three visitors with hooded cloaks.  They ordered the Alroican torturer to drop the prisoner.  Oliver lay in the fetal position.  One of the visitors handed Oliver a wooden chair to sit on.

The three visitors introduced themselves to Oliver.  They were elected as the three elders because they were the oldest natives.  Oliver interrupted them quickly.  He stated that he was the messenger that met with the Alroican tribe.  He then stated that they struck another messenger with a tomahawk ax.

One of the elders stepped forward and started stating that Oliver would be over 10,000 years old.  Oliver explained that Immortalizational realm has people over a lengthy age amount.  It was a gift from its gods.  The other two elders grumbled between one another.  Then the third elder demanded what was on their minds.

The other two wanted to know what the statement from the prisoner was.  There the third restated what the prisoner explained.  They gasped in shock and wanted to know what brings him here now.  Then he stated it was to know the location of the Diamond of Medea.  Afterwards the other two called in some guards.  They ordered them to clean up this prisoner and bring him to their stone home up the hill.

Oliver woke up in a cushion bed.  The three elders were having breakfast.  They made a plate for Oliver.  They waited a long time.  Oliver sat in the chair and had his fill for breakfast.  They even magically made some clothes for the guest.  He didn’t forget to thank them.  They showed him a partial map of some sort.

He wanted to know who had the rest of it.  Then one by one the elders spoke of the other tribes kept a piece.  It was torn into twelve pieces so then it wouldn’t fall in the wrong hands.  Oliver warned them that it wouldn’t ever fall into the wrong hands on his watch.  He told them to keep his friends here and let them go when he arrived from going forward.

He asked the elders if they had any passageway of gemstones to the next ancient tribal nation.  They offered him three gemstones.  One was golden.  The second was silver.  The third was copper.  Each one was tied to a slim leather strap for dangling.  They told him to tie the three on his right chest.  Oliver stitched the three straps on the right side of his chest suit.  The brown vest would do fine.

The elders escorted Oliver into a steel carriage.  They led him to the border of their tribal nation.  They explained to him that in the tribal nation of Beau of Beauties was a hidden cave in the center of their tribal nation.  They gave him a single word to call out.

“Heilo.”  When he spoke that word the warriors of Beau of Beauties won’t attack.

He wouldn’t forget that word.  The Beau of Beauties formed a massive metropolitan city.  It was called City of Beau.  There were three architectural towers that represented the beauty of the city.  He needed to visit the tallest of the three towers.  The tallest captivated the missing piece of the map.

He was approached by some of the warrior guards at the main entrance.  There he used the word Heilo.  The warrior guards called more guards for backup on this incident.  They signaled for Oliver to wait with a hand gesture.  He waited patiently for more information on the action.

Oliver was escorted all throughout the City of Beau.  The five elders led him up several flights of stairs.  They pinpointed their piece of the ancient map.  Each one held a torch for lighting.  They muttered a phrase as the steps became lighter.  “Come Sire!” 

It was to unlock locks, but on what was the main issue.

The five elders led Oliver to a tower with three giant bells.  There was a treasure chest.  He rushed over to it.  Then there was an altar for magic.  He laid his piece on it.  The second piece appeared in a blink of an eye.  It still didn’t make sense for Oliver.  He wanted to share a drink with the five elders in their living room.  He followed them down the flights of stairs.

At the five elders living arrangements Oliver ate and drank for a guest.  He wanted to know what kind of a quest you all have.  Then the truth came out.  They wanted Oliver to head directly north to bring the Crest realm to the Light realm.

He didn’t completely understand that exact task.  But Oliver did notice a direct pathway out of these ancient twelve tribal nations.  He stuck the broken map in his satchel.  There was a blizzard blowing in from the west.  He kept walking through the heavy snowfall.  His boots were soaked from stepping deep in the snow.  There were snowdrifts that he fought through.

Oliver wasn’t sure if this was the right thing to do.  His gut feeling from the little travel so far knew this was the correct passageway.  He saw some northern lights aura from the sky.  It was a meaning from the heavens.  The color of the aura was pink, blue, black and green.  It was guiding him to waken the Crest realm.

The chill from his breath in the moonlight was helping Oliver choose the right passageway.  The direct north pole there was an ice cavern.  It had a realm travel portal out of gemstone.  It needed to be ignited by some fire for the realm travel portal to work.  Oliver never heard any news of the Crest realm.  He didn’t know what to expect from traveling there.