FFXI - The Ambitions of Yin

[Daahan]

A note before I go on:

Well would you look at that? Yin is in the title! Looks like 50% of people will turn away and not read it now. Just writing this note to let the Yin fad haters know that just because Yin is in the title of the story, it doesn't mean it's going to be a whole story of "Praise be to Yin." Yin is not the main character, I am not the main character, the Church of Yin is not the protagonist. Hate the Yin fad all you want, but this story was seriously written has a pretty deep plot. I also wrote it a little bit different than traditional fanfic. So thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy the first installments.

This will be moved to Media after the weekend.

Final Fantasy XI - The Ambitions of Yin

Prelogue

Five thousand years ago, the continent to the North was engulfed in a terrible and trying war. An evil lord by the name of Mordon the Corrupt had emerged from the Shadow Realm with one goal in mind; to engulf the entire Northern Continent in darkness and create a new kingdom of malice for himself. Being well versed in the ways of the dark arts, Mordon was able to recruit the Orcish Empire of the North in to his army’s ranks. In a matter of years, Mordon had established his stronghold located in the northeast province of the continent. Mordon the Corrupt named his stronghold The Grand Citadel of Tsegeria and it was from here that he began his conquest of the Northern Continent. There were no kingdoms or republics on the North Continent; the populace of the land consisted of many small villages populated by the different races that had migrated from the southern lands of Vana’diel. The Mordonian forces had very little trouble decimating the many small villages of the continent; thousands of innocent lives were lost and attempts at resistance proved ineffective. It had almost seemed that Mordon the Corrupt’s vision would be realized; however, there would be one final resistance of the time….

The last remaining villages of the continent decided to bond together and muster up as many troops as possible in order to resist the oncoming Mordonian forces. The force that was assembled consisted of any person that was able to don armor and wield a weapon, whether they were male, female, or a child. The end result of this gathering of forces was a small contingent of about five hundred soldiers. This number was nothing compared to the thousands of legions of Orcish troops that were scattered throughout the continent. Nevertheless, the remaining occupants of the Northern Continent were willing to fight to the death to save their beloved homeland which they had worked so hard to preserve. They understood that if they had taken the Mordonion forces head-on they would accomplish nothing; therefore, the leaders of the small army, Rodolfus the Hume, Rutura-Puruha the Tarutaru, Zaldin the Galka, Kaldonius the Elvaan and Yin the Mithra, devised a plan to unleash a direct sneak attack on the stronghold of Mordon the Corrupt; The Grand Citadel of Tsegeria. The five leaders understood that this was an extremely risky undertaking and that their chances of success were extremely low; however, they had no choice, for if they had done nothing the Mordonion forces would have eventually wiped them out. Once the small army had gathered their weapons, provisions, and armor, they set out on the path to The Grand Citadel of Tsegeria.

The five leaders had known the territory of the Northern Continent very well, so they used hidden paths unbeknownst to both Mordon and the Orcs to reach their destination. However, the ease of the journey was too good to be true, for Mordon had discovered their plan to take the Citadel by surprise. In front and throughout the Grand Citadel, thousands of Orcs and hundreds of Orcish Commanders were lined up and ready for battle, with Mordon sitting on his throne in the center of the Citadel. Sorrow had filled the hearts of the five hundred soldiers and they thought all was finished. However, the five leaders mustered up the troops for one final charge for their homeland. There was no option for surrender; they would either live or die in battle…

In one glorious charge, the two armies clashed. The battle was violent and gruesome; both the blood of Orcs and the blood of the five races were spilled. More and more of the allied army’s soldiers were killed as they pushed through the lines of Orcs. As they made their way towards Mordon’s throne, the leaders began falling in battle one by one. First, Kaldonius was killed but not before taking the heads of fifty Orcish commanders, then Zaldin, Rodolfus, and Rutura-Puruha perished in the midst of slaughtering thousands of Orcs and hundreds of Orcish commanders. Only one person had made it to the throne room; that valiant warrior was Yin. Mordon the Corrupt stood and mockingly applauded the efforts of the allied army. As he did this, Orcs entered the massive throne room and surrounded the lone soldier; it was almost as if none of the Orcish legions were killed – there were simply too many. Mordon then raised his staff to deliver the final blow to the hope of the Northern Continent. Yin had stood silent in front of her enemy; overcome with sorrow and grief from the loss of her comrades. Suddenly, Yin stared up in the sky – her eyes glimmered with light. Yin had loved her land too much and this love had filled Yin with a divine light; her conscience was clear and her heart was pure. Yin raised her mighty greatsword and began decimating the Orcish forces. With every swing of her blade, thousands of Orcs perished. Mordon the Corrupt stood back in horror as we watched his entire army fall at the hands of Yin. In a final desperate attempt to quell the divine warrior’s wrath, Mordon unleashed all of his power against Yin, but to no avail. Yin’s love for her land filled her with great resilience and with a blast of holy light, Yin defeated Mordon the Corrupt and the evil lord perished…

After the smoke and ash from the epic battle had cleared, Yin had fallen down to her knees. Yin had used every last bit of energy in her body and soul to save the land that she had loved. She gave up her life to destroy the enemy that had threatened her homeland. However, Yin did not die. Her valor and love were so divine, that Yin was elevated to Godhood. In the ruined Grand Citadel of Tsegeria, Yin’s soul became divine and transcended to the heavens where Yin could gain rest from the effort exerted in to saving the Northern Continent. Thus, the Godhero was born.

All that remained of Yin’s human form was the weapon and armor that she used to defeat the forces of Mordon the Corrupt…

Chapter 1 - Stirring Suspicions

The council chamber was dimly lit; the only sources of light for the room were the brazen torches along the walls of the chamber. All ten members of the Council had entered the chamber and taken their seats. The man who sat in the center began to speak,

Member1: My loyal comrades, the time has finally come. For over a year now we have been working endlessly to allow our plan to become a reality. We have all the information we need; now we must move out and gather the relics. High Priest, please inform of us of your findings in the scriptures.

Member4: Yes, my lord. Along with the aid of our Second Pope, we have discovered all five areas where the relics were placed. I have already dispatched several guards to the first area of interest since it is not too distant from the city. They should be returning with it promptly my lord.

Member3: Are there many beastmen and other creatures in these areas that we should be concerned with? I don’t want any Orcs interfering with our quest.

Member4: Yes, there are scattered settlements of Orcs and the other beasts of the area, but they are nothing our trained soldiers cannot handle.

Member1: We will not be placing such an important task in the hands of our soldiers.

Member4: M’lord?

Member1: The importance of our mission is far too great to be trusted in the hands of our soldiers, no matter how loyal or powerful they are. We will handle the collection of the relics ourselves to ensure our success. If anyone should decide to stand against us, we would be able to defeat them with ease.

Member4: I understand and I agree.

Member1: Assault Tactician, Weapons Master, Holy Hero, Charioteer Captain, what have you gathered from your scouting in the north? Will we be able to travel there with ease?

Member5: The northlands remain nothing but a barren wasteland. We only discovered a few small Orcish settlements; however, they will be no threat to us.

Member8: Transport to the area will not be difficult at all. There are many hidden roads that lead to the area and they are easy to traverse. Once we have collected the relics we should make haste. We cannot allow our plan to be discovered by anyone.

Member10: My lord…

Member1: Do you have something to say Master Scribe?

Member10: Yes my lord…are you certain that this is the correct plan of action that we are undertaking? Is this what our holy Godhero would really desire?

Member1: In due time you will understand, my friend. Do not let your resolve be shaken and do not let your mind become clouded. We shall do what is necessary for the sake of this world. It is our destiny to fulfill the Ambitions of Yin.

The rest of the council members looked at each other and nodded in approval. Each member departed to complete the task to which they were assigned. The only person who remained seated was the leader of the Council. As he sat, he stared at the other side of the room where the light did not reach. He stared in to the darkness with a great resolve in his eyes…

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It was about twelve o’clock in the afternoon and it was the busiest time of the day for the Holy Yinican City. Thousands of people were out and about living their everyday lives. Throughout the city stood tall structures built with smooth white stone and adorned with golden domes and minarets. However, nothing was as grand or as magnificent as the structure that lay at the center of the city; The Yistine Chapel. Giant stone columns held up the great archway entrance of the grand chapel and from the structure emerged many golden domes and towers. It was where the Council of Yin, the ruling body of the Province of Yin and the Holy Yinican City, resided.

A lone Hume named Silvius walked through the streets and marveled at the grand architecture of the city, but he remembered that he was there on an important task. He was searching for the Sophia Inn where he was supposed to meet two other people. He stopped at a bazaar and asked a merchant for directions.

Silvius: Excuse me; do you know the way to the Sophia Inn?

Merchant: Ahahaha yes! That is a wonderful inn that you are going to. They have the finest hospitality and the most comfortable of beds! It’s the best place to relax and no one will bother you! It is just beyond the east wing of the marketplace. There is a very large sign so you won’t miss it.

Silvius: Thank you for your help. I hope business goes well for you.

The merchant smiled and nodded at Silvius as he made his way to the east wing of the marketplace. Silvius was a Hume of about average height and was in very good physical shape. He was a captain for the Federation of Windurst and was sent to the Holy Yinican City on a mission of great importance. He was to meet with two other representatives from San d’Oria and Bastok at the Sophia Inn. As he made his way past the east wing of the marketplace, Silvius noticed a large sign that said “Sophia Inn” and he headed towards the doors of the building. The place was very quiet; no one but the clerk who was at the front desk could be heard or seen. Silvius approached the Clerk.

Silvius: Excuse me, my name is Silvius and I am supposed to be meeting with two other tourists. By any chance, have they arrived yet?

Clerk: Ahhhh you mean some fancy looking Elvaan and Hume woman? They said they were tourists from the southlands; they’re probably the people you are looking for. You guys are staying in room seven. It’s at the end of the hall on the left side. Enjoy your stay at the Sophia Inn and enjoy the sights of the Holy Yinican City. Do not hesitate to let me or the other innkeepers know if you need assistance with anything.

Silvius nodded to the clerk and made his way to room seven. As he approached the door, he heard soft whispers coming from inside. He gently knocked on the door and it was answered by a Hume woman. She stared at him for a moment and then nodded to him as she stepped aside and allowed him to enter. There was a tall Elvaan man in the room that was wearing white armor. He sat up straight in his chair and stared directly at Silvius. Silvius then broke the awkward silence.

Silvius: Greetings, my name is Silvius; representative of the Federation of Windurst. I assume that both of you are from San d’Oria and Bastok?

The woman approached Silvius and shook his hand while she said,

Ayame: I am Ayame from the Republic of Bastok. It seems you have found the right place to be Silvius. Just remember, however, that we are here on a mission of secrecy, so please be careful who you decide to reveal your identity to.

The Elvaan stood from his chair and approached Silvius. He raised his fist up to his own chest and saluted Silvius.

Trion: I am Prince Trion of the Royal family of San d’Oria. Although we are from different nations, it is of utmost importance that we work together on this mission.

Ayame: That is odd seeing Windurst send a Hume as their representative. Please do not be offended by my words; I am simply curious.

Silvius: During the Great War, my parents fled Tavnazia and sought solace in Windurst. I was born and raised there and joined the Windurstian military and gained the rank of Captain not too long ago.

Trion: I am sorry to interrupt, but we do not have time for small-talk. We have already arranged for an audience with the Council of Yin. Remember, we are here to try and open trade and communication with the north continent; however, the Church of Yin has been acting suspicious so we must also gather information on their doings. San d’Oria does not trust their adamant denials to open communications with the mainlands.

Silvius: Windurst shares the same opinion.

Ayame: As does Bastok.

Ayame turned towards Trion and inquired,

Ayame: Prince Trion, I am also curious about your presence here. Why would such a high ranking member of the royal family of San d’Oria be sent on a mission such as this one?

Trion: I voluntarily chose to partake in this mission. I have known about the Province of Yin for quite some time now and their religion and history has always intrigued me. I wish to find out more about the ways of the Yinnish people. I would also like to meet the Council of Yin in person and see what kind of people they are.

Ayame: Ah, I see.

Trion: We should start heading towards the Yistine Chapel. Our audience with the Council is scheduled to start one hour from now.

Silvius: Understood; let us be on our way.

The three adventurers gathered their belongings and left their room. As they made their way out of Sophia Inn, the grand spires and domes of the Yistine Chapel were clearly visible to them. They began to travel towards the grand structure…

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The three adventurers made haste towards the Yistine Chapel. When they reached the structure, they noticed that security was quite extensive. Many guards that were adorned with fine ruby armor where place throughout the chapel. With their audience slip in hand, they made their way towards the central structure of the chapel; the temple. As they passed through its grand halls, they marveled and wondered at the great sculptures, murals, paintings, and symbols that decorated the temple. As they made their way in to the inner cathedral, they were confronted by a Tarutaru.

Elmer: Greetings and praise be to Yin. I am Master Scribe Elmer of the Council of Yin. I am here to authenticate your audience with the Council. The Council is ready and awaiting your arrival. Please remember that you are not in your home nations anymore, so please pay due respect to the words and gestures of the Council.

Silvius: We appreciate the Council members taking the time to discuss foreign matters with us. We understand that they are very busy in governing the Province of Yin.

Elmer: The time has come, please follow me. Please do not speak until our First Pope has spoken his opening comments.

Elmer led the three adventurers through two massive golden doors. Through the doors was a grand audience chamber that was decorated with the finest jewels, sculptures, and paintings. As they walked in to the room, they looked across it to see the entire Council sitting behind a long table on an elevated platform. Each Council member was sitting on a lavish throne. In the center sat Pope Daahan von Yin I, the head of the Council of Yin. The other members included Pope Rocl L. Roclius IV, Pope Shiz von Niclius III, High Priest Septimus, Holy Hero Epical, Temple Guardian Alleya, Assault Tactician Rykoshet, Weapons Master Kuno, and Charioteer Captain Tearshang. Elmer made his way up the platform and seated himself on this throne with the rest of the Council members. Pope Daahan leaned forward and examined each adventurer thoroughly. While doing this he had a small grin on this face. He was a tall and well-built Elvaan. He had golden hair and light brown eyes with a stare that could pierce the toughest armor. His composure was royal and elegant and a strong religious fervor emanated from his presence. The rest of the Council members stared at the adventurers in silence. Finally, Pope Daahan began to speak.

Daahan: I am Pope Daahan von Yin I, First Pope of the Church of Yin, chosen by the Godhero to create the Church of Yin and govern the Province of Yin. It is rare that we ever have visitors from the nations in the southlands. Tell me, what is the purpose of your presence in the Province of Yin?

Prince Trion stepped forward and gave a respectful bow to the Council and said,

Trion: We are humbled by your presence, great Pope. I am Prince Trion of the royal d’Oraguille family of San d’Oria. I have come here to present an initiative for the Kingdom of San d’Oria and the Province of Yin to open communication with each other. I believe that with the knowledge of both our churches, we would be able to promote peace and alliance between our great nations.

The Council remained silent. Trion was confused as to why they were not speaking. Ayame then interjected.

Ayame: Good day, esteemed members of the Council of Yin, I am Ayame; a representative of the Republic of Bastok. Bastok has always been involved in the production of useful technology that has changed the world. We promote the spread of knowledge and prosperity. We have information that your lands are not familiar with our technology, so we wish to engage in business with your prosperous nation. We believe that you will be able to benefit from our great airship technology. In return, we wish to learn about the great architecture and engineering of your city. We believe that this trade would create a healthy and peaceful alliance between Bastok and the Province of Yin.

Once again the Council remained silent. Pope Daahan did not utter a word. He continued to stare at the adventurers with the same grin on his face. Silvius decided to say his share of words.

Silvius: I am Captain Silvius of the Federation of Windurst. We have recently received information on some of the forms of magic that is used here in the Province of Yin. Being great researches of magic, Windurst wishes to learn more about Yinnish magic, and in return share our knowledge of magic with you. With a bond created between our two nations, we will be able to understand Vana’diel more and hopefully foster peace. Windurst wants nothing more than to work together with the brilliant peoples of the Province of Yin.

The Council yet remained silent. All ten members stared directly at the three adventurers.
Finally, Pope Daahan placed both of his hands flat on the table in front of him, sat up straight, and reared his head in preparation to speak; the grin on his face did not disappear.

Daahan: For five-thousand years, the Province of Yin has been peaceful and prosperous. The sacrifice of the Godhero five thousand years ago allowed for this peace and prosperity to occur. You have come to me with all these proposals of trade agreements and alliances, but I fail to see how these would help our great and independent nation. We are not ignorant of what occurs in the southlands, and with that, we do not wish to engage in any kind of diplomacy or relations with your countries.

Trion was greatly annoyed by the words of the Pope. He motioned in confusion and said,

Trion: What do you mean by “what occurs in the southern territories?”

Pope Rocl interjected with a small snicker.

Rocl: Ha ha ha, how can you be so ignorant towards the history of your own lands?

The comments of Pope Rocl took Trion by surprise as Rocl continued,

Rocl: Since the dawn of your three nations, the southlands have seen nothing but constant conflict and turmoil. How many innocent lives have been lost as a result of your provincial and trivial wars? You speak as if creating alliances with your nations would bring us further peace; yet, we know that our lands would simply be dragged in to your wasteful wars.

Pope Shiz then interjected,

Shiz: Our great nation has not seen a major war since Mordon the Corrupt threatened to transform the continent in to a kingdom of malice. We have not forgotten the fact that our Goddess sacrificed herself to save the lands that we now reside in. We respect and honor that sacrifice. The only wars that occur in the Province of Yin are our occasional skirmishes with the Orcish remnants, but even they haven’t been able to organize ever since Yin shattered their legions five thousand years ago.

Silvius: You speak as if our nations are still engaged in war and conflict with each other! We joined forces during the Great War twenty years ago to stop the forces of the Shadow Lord. The citizens of our nations fought and died together and since those terrible times we have forged peace with each other! Our relationships have drastically changed.

Septimus: Why am I not surprised that someone from the southlands could be so ignorant?

Silvius stepped back in utter shock at the sheer magnanimity of High Priest Septimus’s words.

Septimus: I expected pawns like you to be as narrow-minded as you are. You speak as if your nations are the most loyal of comrades now, but even we know of the contempt that each of your nations holds for each other. When blood is spilled it is not easily forgotten. Although you three stand here united, your nations do not. Your three nations still compete for supremacy and influence in the southlands. Do you honestly believe that there will be no wars in your future? It only takes so much time for mistrust and suspicion to erupt in to war. The alliance between your three nations is poorly constructed and in due time it shall fall apart.

The three adventurers looked at each other in silence. They were shocked by both the words and behavior of the Council and at the same time were contemplating what they had said.

Daahan: The fate of your territories will always be conflict and war. Your own selfish natures and habits cause this. I have made it my personal duty to make sure the Province of Yin never falls to the same fate. We are at peace, our lands prosper, and war is never the cause of death for our people. We wish to keep it that way.

Ayame: I am appalled by your behavior. I did not expect the Council of Yin to behave in such a manner. Is this how you treat the guests of your nation?

Rocl: Our only concern is our own nation. Your expectations mean nothing to us.

Daahan: The truth, lady Ayame, is often unpleasant. But the words we have spoken today are the truth. Whether you choose to believe them or not, you will only have to see for yourself. This audience is now over. Return to your homelands and inform your leaders that we are not interested in any kind of partnership or alliance. Leave our lands at once. Your presence is no longer required here.

Two Yinnish guards entered the audience chamber to escort the three adventurers away from the premises. As they left the audience chamber, an unnoticed figure stood lurking in the shadows of the upper level of the audience chamber…

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The three adventurers returned to the Sophia Inn to discuss their next plan of action. They had failed to establish diplomatic relations with the Province of Yin, so now they had to do some reconnaissance and discover why the Council of Yin was so unwilling to open communication with the mainland. As they entered the inn, they were confronted by the clerk.

Clerk: Ah, hello there! How was your touring of the city?

Ayame: It was pleasant. Thank you for asking.

Clerk: Excellent! By the way, there is someone here to see you. She says that it is important; I cannot really describe what she looked like because most of her face was hidden under her cloak, but she said she had to speak to you immediately, so I allowed for her to wait in your room for your arrival.

The three heroes looked at each other in confusion but decided to act naturally.

Silvius: Thank you for informing us, we shall go speak to her now.

Clerk: You are quite welcome, have a good night and may Yin bless you with dreams of peace.

Silvius, Ayame, and Trion approached the door to their room and opened it slowly. Sitting at the table in the room was a woman that was cloaked. All that was visible were her radiant blue eyes that shined from the darkness under her hood.

Trion: Who are you and why is it so important that you speak to us?

The stranger stood from her chair and removed the cloak that covered her face. The woman under the hood was fair and beautiful, but her composure was as if she was carrying a great burden.

Nikkei: My name is Princess Nikkei of the Church of Yin and I have come to speak to you about the Council of Yin. I have some information that I must share with you; I have no one else to go to.

The team was taken by surprise and was extremely confused as to why the Princess of the Church of Yin had visited them.

Ayame: Princess Nikkei? You mean you’re from the Yistine Chapel? Why have you come to speak with us?

Nikkei: I have come to tell you the truth about the Council of Yin. I have come to tell you why the Council treated you as they did today. Will you hear what I have to say?

Silvius: Please, go on. We are greatly interested in any information about the Council and their doings.

Princess Nikkei turned and stared at the fire that was glowing gently in the corner of the room. Her eyes began to fill with remembrance and nostalgia.

Nikkei: The Council used to be a group of great and kind leaders that only cared about upholding the Yinnish religion and promoting peace, prosperity, and growth in their lands. Pope Daahan founded the Council and established the nation of the Province of Yin, and for fifteen years under his leadership, the country has grown successful and powerful. However, one year ago, Pope Daahan…changed…

Silvius: Changed?

The Princess walked over to the wall and placed her hand on it and she continued to stare at the fire.

Nikkei: His kindness diminished and his heart became bitter and cold. I had been on the Council since the beginning of its creation and I had never seen Daahan act or behave in the manner that he did…he had become a different person. He had begun planning for something that was very serious; however, he only revealed the plan to the top members of the Council: Pope Rocl, Pope Shiz, High Priest Septimus, and Prophet Xavier.

Trion: Prophet Xavier?

Nikkei: ……………yes.

Trion: Who is that? He was not present at the audience today.

Silvius: Trion please let the Princess finish.

Nikkei: Whatever it is that Pope Daahan was planning, Xavier greatly opposed it. He demanded that Daahan cease any actions involving his plan; however, Daahan’s ambition was too great. He had gained the favor of almost the entire council. His desire and ambition, however, did not end there…

A tear began to form in the pit of Nikkei’s eye.

Nikkei: Pope Daahan had ordered for Prophet Xavier to be assassinated. He had instructed Holy Hero Epical and Assault Tactician Rykoshet to carry out the murder. Only one man on the Council opposed this action; his name was Supreme Strategist Xyzor. He denounced what the Council had become and shortly after Xavier’s death, he secretly fled the city so that he would not fall to the same fate. He has not been seen since.

Ayame: Is the reason that you are no longer on the Council the fact that you opposed the actions of Pope Daahan as well?

Nikkei: …not entirely. You see…Prophet Xavier was my husband. I hated both Pope Daahan and the Council for what they had done. I wanted to leave these forsaken lands immediately, but Daahan did not allow me to. He was worried that I would seek help from outside the country and try to interfere with the Council’s plans, so he banished me from the Council and keeps me captive within the city. I have no means of escape. Since I am unable to leave the city, I have taken it upon myself to spy on the Council and find out what they are planning to do.

Trion: Have you been able to discover anything thus far?

Nikkei: Yes, although I am not allowed to be present at their meetings, I have followed several of the members throughout the chapel and temple and have eavesdropped on their conversations. By doing this for the past year, I have discovered many things.

Silvius: Please, let us know what the Council is planning so that we may help you.

Nikkei: I have still not been able to find out what Daahan’s plan is yet; however, he has revealed his plan to the rest of the Council for quite some time now, but they do not speak of it outside of their private meetings. However, I do know that the Council is inspecting five different ruins on the north continent and dispatching members to investigate each area for some kind of relic. Please, you must go to these ruins and find out what the Council is looking for. Whatever it is they are planning, they are willing to kill for it. Who knows what they might do next…

Ayame, Trion, and Silvius looked at each other and nodded. Their task was to investigate the secret activities of the Council and now a window of opportunity was presented to them. They also sympathized with Nikkei’s situation and wished to help her.

Silvius: Princess Nikkei, we shall aid you discovering the plot of the Council. We will also do what is in our power to stop them.

Nikkei: Thank you, you have no idea how much this means to me. For too long have I had information and have not been able to do anything with it. You three are my only hope.

Ayame: Do you know the locations of the ruins that the Council is inspecting?

Nikkei: I overheard that several members have been sent to inspect the Ruins of Tawdeen to the south. It would be wise to start your search there. After you are finished there, please return to the city so that we may discuss what you have found.

Nikkei removed a map from her cloak’s pocket and showed the team the path to the Ruins of Tawdeen.

Nikkei: Please, you all must be very cautious. The Church of Yin is a force to be reckoned with. Each council member has their own unique powers and is very strong. If by chance you should come in to contact with one, do not let your guard down.

Trion: We will be cautious. Why don’t you accompany us Lady Nikkei? Being a former member of the Council you should also possess the ability to fight.

Nikkei: No, I cannot. I must remain the city. If Pope Daahan were to find out that I am missing he would conduct an extensive search for me. I cannot allow him to find out that I have been meeting with you. If he catches us, we shall surely be tossed in the dungeons to rot.

Silvius: Understood…we shall set out for the Ruins of Tawdeen. We will not let our guard down and we shall do what is in our power to discover the plans of the Council.

Nikkei: Thank you, I am in your debt. May Yin protect you on your journey.

The heroes bid farewell to Princess Nikkei, left the city, and headed south towards the Ruins of Tawdeen…

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The heroes made the long trek to the Ruins of the Tawdeen. Along the way they fought a few Orcs that had discovered them; remnants of a once great force. Finally, they had made it to the ruins. The ruins lied inside an old mountain valley. The ruins were once a great city before the war with Mordon the Corrupt. The ground was barren; there were no trees, grass, or any kind of vegetation. A hollow trench ran along one of the walls of the valley; a river must have flown through it at some point in time. Many ruined structures were scattered throughout the valley; some looked as if they could have once been houses. The heroes made their way towards the inner sanctum of the ruins, on the way; they discovered a Tarutaru that was exploring the ruins as well. The Tarutaru was startled by their presence and immediately put his guard up.

Taru: Who goes there!? Identify yourself! Are you cohorts of the Council of Yin!?

Silvius: No we do not serve the Council nor do we wish to fight you. We are here on a mission of our own accord.

Taru: Is that so? Then who are you?

Silvius looked at Ayame and she nodded at him.

Silvius: We are ambassadors from the southlands here to investigate these ruins and their importance. We have heard that the Council of Yin is also conducting investigations here, so we have come to examine why they are here.

The Taru was of average height and had short brown hair that covered his forehead. He had deep brown eyes that did not lose their fix of the heroes. He was dressed in the gear of a black and red mage.

Devon: I see…very well then, my name is Devon and I am also here on a mission to investigate the doings of the Council.

Trion: Ah is that so? Where have you been sent from? The Empire of Aht Urgan, the Mikado of the Far East, or th…

Devon: Where I am from is of no importance right now. We must make haste; I arrived here not too long before you did. I followed two people here; I could not make out who they were but they were dressed in royal Yinnish garb. They have already made their way towards the inner sanctum so we should trail them immediately. It is ok if I join you three for now?

Ayame: I do not see the harm in it at the time. However, please try not to do anything suspicious. By no means do we trust you, but since we seem to be on a similar mission, it seems best that we should travel together.

Devon: I understand. I will not get in your way and I expect you not to get in mine.

The team made their way towards the inner sanctum of the ruins. The inner sanctum was in a giant cave. The cave had been carved in to a large chamber with several series of halls and rooms leading to the inner sanctum. There were several stone doors that had ancient carvings in them; some had detached from their giant hinges over time and lay on the floor. Throughout the entire cave there was a light eerie glow of green. The heroes pressed on through the halls and they had finally made it to the last set of doors that led to the inner sanctum. One of the doors had already been opened and two people were heard talking to each other from inside the sanctum. Devon held his finger up to his lips to signal for everyone to remain quiet while they listened.

The two people stood facing a large altar that seemed to be holding something very bright. The person on the left was a Hume woman that was adorned in black mage armor. Her gear seemed to be made of the finest black and purple Yinnish silks. Her long brown hair spilled out from the back of her black petasos and she had a fair complexion with light brown eyes. On her back she wielded a black staff that had two spikes encompassing a large purple jewel. It was Weapons Master Kuno of the Council of Yin. To the right of Kuno stood a Mithra dark knight of average height. She wore heavy silver armor that contained seems of ruby red along the edges. On her head she wore a red helm that covered the sides of her head and revealed only her face. She wielded a blood red algol on her back as her weapon; as she stood there her tail swung from left to right; it was Charioteer Captain Tearshang of the Council. They began to talk about the altar and the relic it was holding.

Tearshang: is this it?

Kuno: Yes, it is exactly as Septimus and Daahan described it.

The two Council members stepped to the sides of the altar to gain further examination of the item. As they did this, the item came in to plain view of the heroes. On the altar sat a piece of body armor that shined brightly. The armor made of red gold filled the inner sanctum with a soft crimson glow. From the shoulder plates of the armor emerged two ivory horns. Seams of gold lined the sides, front, and back of the armor.

Kuno: This is amazing is it not Tearshang? This is the hauberk that Rodolfus the Hume gave to Yin as a gift for the raid on Tsegeria.

Tearshang: It’s…beautiful. Can you fathom the fact that we are actually standing in front of something that the Godhero once wore? Even now I can feel the presence of Yin emanating from its flawless design. This armor was able to defend against even the strongest attacks of Mordon the Corrupt himself!

Kuno: Yes, it is a humbling sight. Shiz and Rykoshet should be here shortly. After Shiz examines the hauberk we shall take it back to the temple and move on to the next location.

The heroes listened intently as Kuno and Tearshang spoke to each other. Trion placed his hand on the wall to lean forward and hear them more clearly. As he placed his hand on the wall, he knocked loose a small piece of rubble and it fell to the ground. Kuno’s attention immediately turned towards the entrance to the sanctum. Kuno powered up a lightning attack in her hand and turned around and launched it at the doors.

Trion: MOVE!

The heroes and Devon scattered as Kuno’s mightly blast destroyed the doors of the sanctum. Dust and rubble flew in all directions but the heroes were able to avoid the blast in time. As the dust settled, they got back on to their feet, only to have Kuno and Tearshang standing tall and staring directly at them.

Kuno: Well, well, well, if isn’t the noble ambassadors from the southlands. Why am I not surprised to see you here meddling in our affairs? I will tell you though; you have chosen the wrong affairs to meddle with

Kuno leered at the team with a malicious grin.

Tearshang: Now, now my friends, it is not polite to eavesdrop. Have we no manners? The least you could have done is knock on the door and say hello to us.

Ayame: Enough of this! What does the Council want with this relic?

Kuno: Why is it your concern? Anyhow, it does not matter. Our First Pope ordered you to leave the Province of Yin at once, but you did not obey. Violating the direct command of the Council in these lands is one of the most severe crimes one can commit. Since we are the upholders and judges of Yinnish law, we are going to have to punish you for your actions.

Devon remained silent, but Tearshang noticed him standing behind the three heroes. Tearshang pointed at him.

Tearshang: Ha…hahaha…hahahahaha. Kuno, look who decided to show his face!

Kuno: Hmph, no worries; we will deal with all of them in the same manner.

Both Kuno and Tearshang drew their weapons. The purple jewel on Kuno’s staff began to glow brightly and Tearshang raised her algol over her head in an attack stance.

Kuno: You four are truly fools. You have not the slightest notion of what you are trying to interfere with. It will make no difference though. This is where your meddling shall end!

Kuno and Tearshang charged at the heroes.

Ambitions of Yin BC Fight – Lights in the Darkness

Weapons Master Kuno – Abilities
• Retribution
• Thunder IV and Fire IV
• Heatwave: AoE Fire-based attack that deals more damage the closer you are to Kuno
• Octosmash: Eight-fold melee attack; some of the hits can be absorbed by shadows
• Two Hour: Manafont at 25% health; after Kuno uses Manafont she can use Thundaga IV and Firaga IV
Charioteer Captain Tearshang –Abilities
• Spinning Slash
• Stun, Drain TP, Dread Spikes
• Saintly Swipe: AoE cone attack; does damage and stuns targets in range.
• Ace Attack: Single target attack that goes through shadows; inflicts stun, slow, and blind on the target.
• Two Hour: Blood Weapon at 25%: After Blood Weapon, Tearshang’s melee attacks inflicts curse and virus when they successfully land.

The four heroes drew their weapons and prepared to fight as the Weapons Master and Charioteer Captain charged at them. Kuno raised her staff in the air and walloped Ayame with a Retribution attack that knocked her to the ground. Devon retaliated by using Stun on Kuno. Tearshang leaped in to the air and used her devastating Saintly Swipe at Trion and Silvius. The two fell back and were dazed by the attack. Kuno regained her composure and cast a spell of Thunder IV at Devon; knocking him to the ground.

Tearshang: Ha ha ha, you weaklings can’t even provide us with good sport!

Kuno: As I said, you are all fools for contending with the power and ability of the Council of Yin. Now get up, all of you, and come receive your deaths from us!

The four warriors would not back down as they all stood up and prepared to clash with the two formidable enemies once again. Kuno raised her hands up in the air and began to glow red; flames began to emit from her body. Tearshang jumped back and stood behind Kuno.

Kuno: Let us see you fools get up from THIS!

In an instant Kuno unleashed a devastating Heatwave attack. Trion raised his large shield to block the Heatwave and the other three heroes hid behind him in the protection of the shield. The blast hit Trion’s shield with incredible force but it was able to hold up to the attack. Tearshang jumped back in to the fray and charged at Silvius with her Ace Attack. Tearshang was too quick and Silvius was unable to avoid the attack. Silvius was thrown with great force in to the wall. Tearshang, however, did not notice the giant Burst spell forming over her head and in an instant, Devon’s devastating spell knocked her to the ground. Ayame jumped forward and thrust her Katana in to Tearshang. Tearshang fell to the ground and was lifeless.

Kuno: You…you…you mindless barbarians! You will pay for what you have just done!

A giant orb of darkness formed over Kuno as she used Manafont. Her eyes glowed red with furious power and anger as she began to cast Thundaga IV on the four heroes. Silvius recovered from the effects of Tearshang’s Ace Attack. He reared back a tomahawk and launched it at Kuno. It struck Kuno in the arm and her casting was interrupted. Trion saw the opportunity and jumped up in to the air and came crashing down on to Kuno with a thunderous Savage Blade. Kuno’s staff was shattered and she fell to the ground. The battle was over.

Kuno lied on the floor and was on the verge of death from the battle she had just fought. The four heroes were breathing heavily as a result of the difficult fight; they were battered and bruised, but still the ones that were victorious. Kuno dragged herself over to the base of the altar and sat up against it. She grasped her wounds as she looked back at the heroes in angst and disgust.

Kuno: How…how did we lose? How did we lose to mindless barbarians that do not understand the way of Yin?

Ayame stepped forward. Trion, Silvius, and Devon looked on as she spoke.

Ayame: You have been defeated, Weapons Master Kuno. Now tell us, what does the Council want with these relics? What are you planning to do? Speak!

Kuno: Heh…hah…ha…ha…as I said…you are all fools. Your minds and hearts are… clouded with ignorance and…lies. You…you…will never understand. You…will…never…understand…the…Ambitions of Yin…

Trion: The Ambitions of Yin!? What do you mean? Explain yourself!

Kuno’s eyes then swirled in to darkness as death overtook her. The heroes could no longer derive any information from her.

Devon: We should take the relic and leave immediately. They had mentioned that Pope Shiz and Assault Tactician Rykoshet would be arriving shortly. We would not be able to confront them in our current exhausted state.

The four heroes slowly approached the altar. Then, all of the sudden, lines of light appeared before them. They were temporarily blinded by the flash. When they regained their sight, two figures were standing in front of the altar. It was Pope Shiz and Assault Tactician Rykoshet. Shiz looked around him and noticed the bodies of Kuno and Tearshang.

Shiz: It appears that I have arrived too late…

Shiz stared at bodies of both Kuno and Tearshang once again. A look of remorse filled his face; then, he turned towards the heroes as he looked at them with a malicious and vengeful scowl.

Shiz: So, you have decided to challenge the Church of Yin? You will find it to be the biggest mistake of your life. Our will, hearts, minds, and ambitions are far too strong for some meddlesome heathens from the south to stop us. We shall strike down upon thee with the divine wrath of the Godhero and you shall spend the rest of eternity in darkness. Mark my words; you have enacted the process of your own doom.

Rykoshet stepped forward and glared at Devon.

Rykoshet: So you have decided to show your face in these lands once again. You will pay dearly for the treachery you have committed today and your foolish friends shall suffer the same wrath.

Silvius: Enough of this! We will do whatever it is in our power to find out what you are planning! Explain yourself Pope Shiz! What is the Council planning! We are concerned about the safety and welfare of our homeland.

Shiz flashed Silvius a malicious grin.

Shiz: Who are you to give me orders? I am Pope Shiz von Niclius III, Third Pope of the Church of Yin and in due time, what you think or care about shall not matter. Rykoshet, secure the Godhero’s Hauberk.

Rykoshet stepped towards and altar and removed the hauberk from it.

Devon: We will not let you take that!

The heroes prepared to fight as they drew their weapons once again.

Shiz: As much as I would like to finish you heathens off now, we have some important business to attend to. Mark my words however, for on this day you have murdered two Council of Yin members. Your crime will not go overlooked. The Church of Yin will have its revenge.

Rykoshet: This is not the end. You have started a war that we shall surely win.

Shiz snapped his fingers and several Yinnish Soldiers rushed through the entrance of the sanctum; then, Shiz teleported himself and Rykoshet out of the chamber. His wild laugh could be clearly heard as they teleported. The Yinnish troops charged at the heroes but they made quick work of them; however, it was too late, Pope Shiz and Rykoshet had escaped and they took the relic with them.

Trion: Damn! We have failed.

Silvius: The “Ambitions of Yin”…What could that mean?

Ayame: I do not know. Perhaps we should go back to Nikkei and see if she knows what it means. Maybe she has found out some more information about the Council’s plot.

Devon’s attention was immediately sparked at the mention of Nikkei’s name.

Devon: You know Princess Nikkei of the Church of Yin? I would very much like to accompany you to the city and meet her.

Silvius, Ayame, and Trion consulted each other about Devon’s request. At first they were hesitant, but since Devon fought so valiantly alongside them, they decided to trust him for the time being.

Trion: Very well, we shall allow you to accompany us back to the city.

Devon: Thank you. We should leave promptly in case the Council sends more soldiers to Tawdeen in search of us.

The heroes then departed from the Ruins of Tawdeen and made their way back to the Holy Yinican City to consult with Princess Nikkei. As they made their journey back to the city, they began to realize that this adventure was far from over. They understood now that the Church of Yin was their enemy and that they were plotting to do something nefarious. They understood that their new mission on the north continent was to stop the Council of Yin...

Ambitions of Yin Supplement

Several years ago, Yin returned to Vana'diel after resting for 5,000 years and revealed Yinself to Xavier. Yin had commanded Yin's prophet to facilitate the follwing of Yin as a god of justice, strength, virtue, knowledge, and intelligence. Yin commanded Prophet Xavier to seek out a man that would aid Xavier in creating a following of Yin.

At this time, Xavier was a member of the Order of the Blue Gartr; a mercenary army that took on the task of ridding Vana'diel of troublesome monsters and evildoers. It was in the Order of the Blue Gartr that Xavier met a man named Daahan. Xavier was impressed with Daahan's strength and knowledge and became good friends with him in a short amount of time. Finally, Xavier decided to choose Daahan as the man that would help him create a following of Yin. Xavier approached Yin about his decision; as a result, Yin was so pleased that Yin confronted Daahan himself. Yin bestowed upon Daahan the task of constructing the Church of Yin; thus, Daahan became formally known as The First Pope of Yin; Pope Daahan I of the Church of Yin.

Pope Daahan knew that he had a difficult task ahead of him. After all, his responsibility was to spread the word of Yin and convert all those who were worthy in to followers of Yin. Therefore, Pope Daahan decided to create the Council of Yin in order to efficiently spread the word of Yin. Together with Prophet Xavier, Pope Daahan recruited the most virtuous warriors and scholars of the land in the Council of Yin. Once the Council of Yin had been created, it was time to spread the word of Yin across the lands.

Pope Daahan and the Council of Yin used the forums of the Order of the Blue Gartr to spread the word of Yin. Pope Daahan stressed the goodness, morality, virtuosity, strength, and wisdom of the Yinnish religion. In a matter of months, Pope Daahan and the Council of Yin had recruited thousands of members in to the Church of Yin. Many people held the word of Yin to their hearts and the popularity of the Yinnish religion expanded rapidly.

[Daahan]

Chapter 2 - Conflicts of Interest

The council had once again gathered in their meeting chamber. They awaited the return of Shiznicle, Rykoshet, Tearshang, and Kuno from the Ruins of Tawdeen and were anxious to see the relic that they would bring with them. Finally, Shiz and Rykoshet returned to the Yistine Chapel and entered the meeting chamber. Shiz entered first with Rykoshet trailing behind him; holding the fabled Godhero’s Hauberk.

Daahan: Splendid! You have succeeded in obtaining the Godhero’s Hauberk. After our meeting, have it taken to the temple where the rest of the relics are to be stored.

Epical: I succeeded in obtaining the Godhero’s Ragnarok from the troops that were sent to the south. That gives us two out of the five relics.

Daahan: Did you…take care of them…?

Epical: Yes, I disposed of them. No one outside of this Council knows of our operation.

Septimus: We are making excellent progress. Obtaining the relics ourselves has greatly sped up the process. It will only be a matter of time before we are ready to journey to the north.

Pope Shiznicle remained silent while standing in front of the Council. Pope Daahan noticed that something was troubling Shiznicle and asked him what was wrong.

Daahan: Shiznicle, what is the matter? Why do you not speak? You have succeeded in obtaining the relic, you should be elated.

Rocl: Wait a moment…where are Tearshang and Kuno? I thought that you would be meeting with them at Tawdeen and returning here together.

Shiznicle still did not speak a word. He stared at the ground and was motionless; his face carried an expression of rage and his fist was clenched tightly. Rykoshet glanced at Shiznicle and then turned towards the Council and answered in his stead.

Rykoshet: My brothers and sisters…it seems that we have a major problem on our hands. We are not the only ones that are after the sacred relics.

Daahan: What do you mean? Was there someone else at Tawdeen?

Shiznicle: It was those damned ambassadors from the southlands! They arrived at Tawdeen before we were able to. They were searching for the Hauberk as well. Kuno and Tearshang tried to stop them but…

Septimus: But what…?

Rykoshet: They killed Kuno and Tearshang. By the time we arrived it was too late; the fight was already over.

Alleya: What!? That’s impossible! How did those troublesome heathens master the might and skill of both Kuno and Tearshang!?

Shiznicle: They had some help. Apparently our old friend, the Supreme Strategist, has returned to the Province. He aided them in killing our comrades.

The Council was extremely upset over the sudden deaths of Kuno and Tearshang. They pressed Shiznicle and Rykoshet for more details; the only one who remained silent was Pope Daahan. He clenched both hands together and rested his chin on his fists. He was in deep thought and seemed greatly troubled by the interference of the southlanders. Finally, he spoke his mind.

Daahan: I am truly forlorn at the loss of two of our most loyal and fervent Yinnites. However, both Kuno and Tearshang understood that there were great risks involved in the undertaking of our holy mission. However, I shall not allow for their deaths be in vain. They died in the name of righteousness and their deeds shall not go overlooked. My friends, we cannot afford to waste time grieving over their deaths. With the interference of those southlanders, the other relics are in danger of being seized by them. I shall send two of you to investigate the next two ruins while the rest of us will focus on preparations in the north.

Alleya: How do you think the southlanders found out about the location of Tawdeen?

Elmer: Nikkei has been away from the Chapel for quite some time now…

Septimus: Hmph…I should’ve known. I knew that we should have kept her locked up in the dungeons.

Daahan: Alleya, I will assign you to find that troublesome woman and deal with her accordingly.

Alleya: Yes, my lord. I shall dispatch the Temple Guards to search for her.

Daahan: The rest of you know what to do. This conference has come to an end. Report to the Chapel after you have completed the tasks to which you were assigned. May Yin be with you on your missions.

The meeting was adjourned and the Council members slowly filed out of the chamber and resumed their secret missions.

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The heroes had journeyed back to the city along with their new accomplice, Devon. They immediately headed back to the inn to see if there was any word from Nikkei. When they had arrived there, the clerk informed them that Nikkei had been waiting for them for quite some time. The heroes wasted no time going to their room to confront her. Silvius opened the door and Nikkei immediately stood up from her chair in excitement at the return of the heroes. Then, she noticed Devon standing behind the heroes. Her blue eyes widened and an expression of joy filled her fair face.

Nikkei: XYZOR! Praise be to Yin you are alive and well! I am so happy to see you!

The heroes were confused as to why Nikkei was calling Devon by the name of “Xyzor.” They then remembered that Devon had also been confronted by both Tearshang and Rykoshet at Tawdeen. They did not want secrets to be kept any longer, so they asked Devon for the truth.

Silvius: Devon, why does she call you “Xyzor”? Also, you were confronted by both Tearshang and Rykoset at Tawdeen. We have been kind enough to let you accompany us to the city. It is time you repay the favor by telling us the truth about yourself.

Xyzor: Very well, please do not be upset with me. I will tell you the truth. I am the former Supreme Strategist of the Council of Yin, Xyzor. After Pope Daahan had Xavier assassinated over a year ago, I decided to leave the Province of Yin. The Council no longer stood for peace and righteousness. They were plotting something evil; however, I was unable to uncover their plans before I fled from these lands.

Nikkei: Where have you been all this time?

Xyzor: I was able to make my way south and I sought refuge in the town of Mhaura. I wished to leave my position as a Yinnish official behind me and reside in the southlands to begin a new life. However, I realized that simply running away from all of my problems would only make me a coward. I would not have been able to live with myself like that. So I returned to the Province of Yin and decided to follow the Council and find out what they were plotting.

Nikkei: I am glad to see that you have returned…I have not had a friend in these lands since you left.

Ayame proceeded to explain to Nikkei what had happened at Tawdeen. Nikkei was troubled by the fact that they had still not discovered what the Council’s plot was. Also, the heroes were unable to secure the relic.

Nikkei: I see…the Godhero’s Hauberk has already been taken to the temple. Also, Holy Hero Epical was able to recover yet another relic from some ruins in the south…The Council now possesses two out of five of the relics. They have found out that you are also seeking the relics, so they have decided to dispatch members to two ruins at the same time.

Trion: I see…that means that we are going to have to split up…

Nikkei: The next two ruins that are being searched are the Shaharja Wastelands and the Necrohol of Dolis. Daahan has sent a Council member to each area; however, I was unable to find out who he sent. Also, he suspects that I am the one that has been revealing the locations of the ruins to you, so he ordered Alleya and the Temple Guards to search for me. If I return to the Chapel, they will throw me in to the dungeons. I should be safe if I hide here at the inn. Is it okay if I stay here for the time being?

Silvius: Yes, that is perfectly alright.

Ayame: Very well, how shall we split up?

Xyzor: I will take Trion with me to the Shaharja Wastelands. I remember hearing about the area back when I was in the Council, so I know a little bit about the ruins there.

Trion: That is alright with me.

Silvius: I guess that leaves Ayame and me to go to the Necrohol of Dolis.

Ayame: Very well.

Nikkei once again pulled her map out of her pocket and showed both teams the path to their respective destinations.

Nikkei: Since you were able to kill Kuno and Tearshang, the Council will probably send its stronger members. They will be far more powerful than the Weapons Master and Charioteer Captain, so please be careful. Don’t get yourselves killed.

Ayame: Once again, we appreciate your aid Lady Nikkei. We shall return as soon as possible. We shall try not to let you down this time.

The heroes said their goodbyes to the princess and made their way towards the city gates. Xyzor and Trion made their way west towards the Shaharja Wastelands and Ayame and Silvius traveled southeast towards the Necrohol of Dolis.

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It was nighttime and it was very dark as Silvius and Ayame treaded through the lands of Dolis. It is said that Dolis was the homeland of Zaldin the Galka before the Mordonian War five thousand years ago. The forest that Silvius and Ayame were walking in was completely lifeless. The ruined tree trunks had all become a dark black color over time; making it extremely difficult to pass through the woods at night. After the heroes had cleared the woods, they came upon the grand structure of the Necrohol of Dolis. The Necrohol was once a royal palace; however, time had taken its toll on the structure and had turned it in to a ruined sanctuary for the living dead. The ground had shifted over time, so the entire structure had tilted and caused the foundations to weaken. The white stone that it had been built with turned black and had been overrun by giant tree roots. The moans and screams of the undead could be heard from within.

Silvius and Ayame slowly entered the Necrohol. Through some form of magic, the torches in the Necrohol had not died out; instead, they shed a blue light that barely lit the ruins and gave it an extremely eerie sensation. As they progressed deeper in the ruins, they came across many undead creatures that attacked them. The creatures had once been one of the five races of Vana’diel; however, Mordon the Corrupt’s magic had turned them in to creatures of the damned. They were not very strong, so Ayame and Silvius were able to defeat them with relative ease.

The heroes progressed through the ruins and headed towards the reliquarium of Dolis. Finally, they had come to two large doors that were engraved with carvings of Zaldin the Galka. Silvius had to press his whole body against one of the doors to open it. As they made their way inside the chamber, they came upon a man that was already inside. The man was a tall Hume that was wearing dark purple armor. He carried a black axe and a blue scimitar at his side. He wore a helmet that covered his entire head; all that was visible were his sharp brown eyes. He was standing in front of an altar that carried a ruby helm. The helm had two ivory tusks embedded along its sides and in the back was a tail of golden silk. It was Zaldin the Galka’s gift to Yin; the Godhero’s Helm.

As Ayame and Silvius entered the room, the man slowly turned around and leered at them.

Mysterious Man: So, the cohorts of the Council finally arrive. I have been waiting here quite a long time for you to get here.

The man turned his back towards the heroes and faced the relic.

Mysterious Man: It is a beautiful artifact is it not? I am not going to let it fall in to the evil hands of the Council.

Silvius: You are mistaken! We are not with the Council of Yin. We are emiss…

Mysterious Man: Silence! Do not take me for some kind of fool. I am aware of how deceptive the Council can be. Only the Council knows of these ruins and only they know how to get here! Your intentions are evil and it is my duty to stop you. My name is Franco, and in the name of Yin I shall smite you!

Franco did not allow for Silvius and Ayame to speak. He immediately drew his weapons and charged at them. They had no choice but to defend themselves. The heroes drew their weapons and prepared to engage in combat with Franco.

Ambitions of Yin BC Fight – Confusions of War

Franco – Abilities
• Mistral Axe and Vorpal Blade
• Uses Berserk, Warcry, and Warriors Charge
• Yinnish Fervor: Heals Franco of all negative status effects and cures him for 500 hit points
• Steel Tornado: AoE physical attack that wipes shadows and does damage. Inflicts targets with paralyze and silence
• Downward Spiral: Single target attack that always deals 1000 hit points of damage. Cannot be absorbed by shadows

Franco reared back and launched a Mistral Axe at heroes. Silvius and Ayame quickly jumped out of the way to avoid the attack. Franco was extremely fast and the heroes could barely hit him with their weapons. Ayame began to throw shurikens at Franco but he easily deflected them with his axe. While Ayame distracted Franco with her onslaught, Silvius positioned himself behind Franco and attempted to shoot him with his bow and arrow. Silvius aimed and fired his iron tipped arrow at the abdomen Franco; however, Franco’s senses were uncanny as he sensed the arrow flying at him from behind. He immediately turned around and swatted it to the ground with his scimitar. Franco was defending and deflecting every attack that the heroes threw at him.

Franco: It looks like the Council has lowered their standards when it comes to their henchmen. You are going to have to try a lot hard than that to defeat me!

Ayame: Please, stop this! We are not servants of the Council of Yin!

Franco: I will not hear your lies! Prepare for your deaths. Since you are nothing more than pawns of the Council I will be kind and make them quick!

Franco then used Berserk and Warcry. He began to emit an aura of red and prepared to attack Ayame. Ayame decided to strike first; she charged at Franco with her great katana and used Tachi: Gekko. Franco raised both his axe and scimitar in front of him to block the attack. Once Ayame had regained her footing, she turned around to see that Franco had not been harmed at all by her attack. Franco raised his axe and struck at Ayame with furious force and sent her flying across the room. Then, Franco leapt in to the air and came charging downwards at Ayame with his Downward Spiral attack. Ayame was thrown to the ground and knocked unconscious.

Silvius: Ayame!

Silvius charged forward at Franco with his spear and began to clash with him. Franco defended against all of Silvius’s attacks effortlessly; however, Silvius was able to land one blow across the chest of Franco. Franco fell back to the ground and grasped his chest in pain.

Silvius: Surrender and end this mindless combat at once! We are not your enemies!

Franco: Your attacks have as much force as a colibri’s feather tickle. Do you really think they will cause me to surrender?

Franco stood up and became enveloped in a bright white light; he used Yinnish Fervor and his wound became completely healed. Silvius stood back in shock; he didn’t know how to defeat Franco; he was just too strong. Silvius thought about fleeing from the battle, but he couldn’t just leave Ayame by herself. Before he could decide what to do, Franco leapt straight up in to the air and began to spin incredibly fast. From his gyrations he unleashed a devastating Steel Tornado attack directed at Silvius. The attack was simply too large to avoid; the Steel Tornado collided with Silvius and he was knocked to the ground with great force. As a result, he was barely conscious and was unable to move. Franco had won the fight.

Franco: Now you must repent for your sins. The Council has set you on a path of evil and the only way you can gain redemption is through the blades of my axe and sword.

Franco prepared to finish off both Ayame and Silvius; just then, he heard footsteps coming towards the chamber. He lowered his weapons and kept his eyes locked on the entryway. Through the doors walked High Priest Septimus of the Council. The High Priest wore a bright red vermillion cloak and was clothed with elegant nashira gear. At his sides were two golden swords that shined brightly. As he walked in to the room, he was surprised to see the bodies of the heroes lying on the floor with Franco standing over them. Although Ayame was unconscious, Silvius was not and he helplessly looked on.

Septimus: My my, what has happened here? It looks as if you’ve done half of my job for me. I appreciate your help, whoever you are, but you are standing in my way. Kindly step aside and I might not kill you.

Septimus raised his arm and pointed at the Godhero’s helm. Franco realized he had made a grave mistake concerning Silvius and Ayame. He then turned towards Septimus and raised his weapons.

Franco: I will not allow you to obtain this sacred relic.

Septimus: Oh, is that so? And who are you to make such a bold statement? Do you realize who is standing before you? I am High Priest Septimus of the Church of Yin. You are nothing compared to me.

Septimus was then overcome with a strange sensation. He lowered his swords and squinted as he leaned forward and examined Franco further. He stared deep in to Franco’s eyes; the only part of his face that was visible.

Septimus: There is something…familiar about you…No matter; I don’t have any time to waste.

Septimus lifted his arm up in to the air and over a dozen Elite Yinnish Guards entered the room and surrounded Franco and the fallen heroes. Franco realized that he would not be able to combat Septimus and the Elite Guards all at once. He reached in to his small satchel and removed a small spherical object. He tossed it at the ground in front of him and it created a thick black smokescreen. In the confusion, Franco cast Escape on himself, Silvius, and Ayame.

Septimus: They escaped but it doesn’t matter. We have obtained the Godhero’s Helm. We are moving closer and closer to fulfilling the Ambitions of Yin.

Septimus then stepped forward and removed the helm from the reliquarium altar and prepared to head back to the Yistine Chapel.

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Silvius and Ayame awoke far from the Necrohol of Dolis. They found themselves in the forest on the outskirts of the Holy Yinican City. Silvius had lost consciousness as Franco teleported them out of the ruins and had not remembered anything since.

Silvius: Ayame…are you alright?

Ayame: Yes…whoever that Franco is, he is incredibly strong.

Silvius: After he knocked you out he struck me down as well. He was getting ready to kill us but High Priest Septimus showed up. I think he then realized that we weren’t with the Council and he escaped us from the ruins. I don’t remember anything after that…

Ayame: Does that mean the Council has their hands on another relic?

Silvius: I believe so…We are close to the city, so we should go inform Nikkei of what has happened.

Ayame: Having to deal with Council is enough as it is and now we have this mysterious Franco getting involved.

Silvius: The plot seems to thicken and we seem to get no where…

Silvius and Ayame were still hurting from their bout with Franco but they collected themselves and made their way towards the city to meet with Nikkei at the inn.

Ayame: I wonder if Xyzor and Trion are having better luck at Shaharja…

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The wind was blowing with a great fury as the dust storm raged across the Shaharja Wastelands. Trion and Xyzor pressed on through the furious storm as they headed towards the central cavern of Shaharja. The lands were once the domain of Rutura-Puruha the Tarutaru; they were once lush and prosperous; however, Mordon the Corrupt had placed a curse on them causing them to become desolate wastelands. The heroes walked against the relentless winds with their arms in front of them; trying to shield their faces from the stinging dust. After battling the harsh storm for quite some time, they finally came upon the central cavern of Shaharja.

Trion: That was the fiercest storm I have ever experienced.

Xyzor: It’s not wonder these lands are no longer inhabited.

The central cavern of Shaharja was quite vast. The stone of the cavern was dark yellow and stalagmite and stalactite were scattered throughout the cavern. Sand and dust occasionally seeped in through the many cracks and fissures of the mighty cave. There were no monsters or beasts in the caverns of Shaharja for the lands were so desolate, no being could survive there.

Xyzor and Trion walked through the giant caverns and were looking for the area that held the next relic. They came upon a long flight of stairs that headed downwards. There was not much light in the cavern so they traversed the staircase with caution. At the bottom of the stone stairs, they came upon the room that held the relic. The room was circular and on the center of the floor was an insignia of a large star. Surrounding the room was many effigies of different Tarutarus. In the back of the room was a small column that held something very small. The small object glimmered from across the room and the heroes immediately noticed it.

Xyzor: That must be it. Let’s take it and get out of here before anyone from the Council shows up.

The heroes approached the small column. On the column rested a small red pillow and on the pillow laid a golden ring. Yellow and red jewels decorated the edges of the ring. It was the ring that Rutura-Puruha gave to Yin to signify their friendship; the Godhero’s Ring.

Trion: Who knew that something could be so small and yet so beautiful?

Trion began to reach for the elegant ring. Just then, the heroes heard a terrible screech and a large wamoura swooped in to the room and charged at Trion and Xyzor.

Xyzor: Heads up!

The heroes both jumped out of the way and barely missed the charge of the wamoura. As they came to, they heard an evil laugh from within the room.

Rocl: Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Looks like I’m not too late. I didn’t expect that dust storm to cause me so much trouble.

Rocl stepped forward to the center of the room. Xyzor and Trion stood up and raised their weapons in defense. As Rocl walked forward, a wamouracampa scurried in to the room and laid on the floor to the left of Rocl and the wamoura that had attacked the heroes swooped around the room and hovered to his right.

Rocl: I have to admit, I didn’t expect you guys to be this much of a nuisance. It seems that we can’t do our job in peace with you around. It’s quite funny though; you’re working to stop something you know absolutely nothing about. As you have been told before, you haven’t the slightest idea of that which you are interfering with.

Xyzor: Rocl! Listen to yourself! Do you not remember the time when you used to be a good person? Can’t you see that Daahan has become evil and has taken the rest of the Council with him? Do you not even feel any remorse for what was done to Xavier? You were my friend at one point Rocl. Please, I beg you to end this madness and tell us what the Council is planning.

Rocl: Hmph, you truly aren’t worthy to be in the Council anymore. You have strayed from the path of Yin and, as a result, you have become blind and ignorant. You are no different from your new friends. You have lost your faith, and with that you have lost me as your friend.

Trion: We are astute enough to understand that you people are planning something evil. Until we stop you we are not going to back down!

Xyzor: Rocl, although I hate you for what you have done in the past year, I do not wish to kill you. I know that deep down inside of you there is still some good left. We are here to take this ring so turn around and never come back!

Rocl: Oh shut up. You are as annoying now as you were when you were in the Council. You should know by now that our resolve is far too strong for us to simply walk away. I’m going to do away with you pests once and for all.

Rocl drew his staff in preparation to fight. His wamouracampa growled and his wamoura let out a horrible screech once again. Rocl readied his attack stance and snickered at Xyzor and Trion as he commanded his two pets to attack the heroes.

Ambitions of Yin BC Fight – Wamouras in the Mist

Pope Rocl L. Roclius IV – Abilities
• Can use all Black Mage and Red Mage spells
• Uses Retribution and Full Swing
• Vicarious Cessation – AoE wave attack that goes through shadows. Deals 200-500 hit points of damage and stuns and silences all targets in range
• Nightmare Strike – Single target physical attack that goes through shadows. Has a large knock-back effect and puts target to sleep
• Yinnish Fervor – Heals Rocl of all negative status effects and restores 500 Hit Points
• Pope Rocl L. Roclius IV is very susceptible to Lullaby and Sleep
Spock (Wamoura) – Abilities
• Uses all regular wamoura abilities
Shakira (Wamouracampa) – Abilities
• Uses all regular wamouracampa abilities

Shakira rolled itself up in to a ball and used its Cannonball attack against Xyzor. Xyzor was quick in stunning it however, and cast Blizzard IV on right away; as a result, Shakira was slain. Spock flew forward with great speed towards Trion. It stopped in the middle of the room and used Magma Fan on Trion. Trion jumped backwards and raised his shield in front of him and blocked the attack. When Trion lowered his shield, Spock was hovering directly in front of his face. Before Trion could evade it, the vicious wamoura used Erosion Dust and greatly damaged Trion’s armor and dazed him. Xyzor jumped to Trion’s rescue and launched a Fire III at Spock; however, Spock was too fast and avoided it. Trion recollected himself and cast Flash on the wamoura; while the beast was blinded, Xyzor landed a Gravity spell on it; it could no longer use its apt speed to its advantage. Trion then ran forward and used Swift Blade on Spock and knocked it to the ground.

Rocl: So I see that you guys have some strength after all. I usually let Spock and Shakira do all the fighting, but I guess things are going to be different today. This is going to be fun! It’s been a while since I’ve been able to fight!

Gray circles began to form around Rocl and in an instant he became invisible.

Trion: Where did he go!? I can’t see him anymore! Don’t let your guard down!

Rocl could be heard scurrying about the room. The heroes frantically looked left and right for signs of the evil pope. Trion then sensed that Rocl was behind him and turned around, but as he turned he felt the force of Rocl’s Full Swing attack. The attack launched Trion in to the air and he came crashing to the ground with an enormous thud. Rocl then began to spin his staff in the air in preparation of using Retribution on Trion, but Xyzor quickly cast Stone IV at Rocl’s staff and knocked it across the room. Rocl turned towards Xyzor and shot him a malicious smile. Rocl leaned back and held his hands out in front of him and began to chant an incantation. Glimmering red magic particles began to emit from his body and he used his devastating Vicarious Cessation attack. Rocl emitted a wave attack that struck Xyzor while also stunning and silencing him. While he was incapacitated, Rocl leaped towards his staff and picked it up.

Rocl: And now, my old friend Xyzor, I’m going to give you the death you should have received one year ago!

Rocl charged at Xyzor with his staff and prepared to use his Nightmare Strike attack. Trion sat up and saw Rocl charging at his friend and, in desperation, picked up his shield and threw it at the pope. Trion’s heavy white shield struck Rocl directly in the head and caused him to topple to the ground. Rocl stood back up and grasped his head in pain.

Rocl: ARGH! Curse you!

Xyzor was finally able to move again after Rocl’s onslaught and quickly cast Bind on the pope so he couldn’t move. Trion leapt in to the air to use Savage Blade on Rocl but Rocl was able to cast Shock Spikes on himself and before Trion could land his attack, he was electrocuted by the spikes and thrown across the room. Rocl began to charge at Xyzor with his staff once more. Xyzor responded quickly by casting Stone III on Rocl; causing a huge stone spike to shoot up from the ground from under Rocl. The spell flung Rocl in to the air and slammed him with great force against the ceiling. He dropped his staff and fell to the floor. Trion stood up and wiped the trail of blood that was seeping from his mouth. It appeared as if they had beaten the Second Pope of Yin. As Rocl lied on the ground, the heroes once again approached the column that held the Godhero’s Ring. As Xyzor reached for it, Rocl began to get up.

Rocl: Hah…heh…heh…that was a fun fight.

The heroes quickly turned around and raised their weapons. Rocl slowly got up and knelt down on one knee. He was badly injured from his battle with the heroes.

Xyzor: Stand down Rocl. I’m no longer going to hesitate to kill you. I know now that the goodness inside of you can no longer be salvaged.

Rocl: Oh dear aren’t we the fierce type today? But Xyzor, if you kill me then I’m not going to tell you what the Council is planning! Heh…heh…

Trion: So you are going to tell us what the Church of Yin has been plotting!?

Rocl: Hah…heh…I don’t know if narrow-minded puppets like you would be able to fathom the Ambitions of Yin.

Xyzor: Listen Rocl, even you are smart enough to know when you’ve been defeated. You’re not going to be getting your hands on the ring today, so you might as well tell us what’s going on.

Rocl: Oh, you’re very right my old friend. I WON’T BE THE ONE GETTING MY HANDS ON THAT RING!

Because Rocl was distracting the heroes, they did not notice Spock regain consciousness. The swift wamoura swooped down from behind the heroes and snatched the ring from the column. It then began to make its way towards the exit of the chamber.

Trion: Don’t let it escape!

Trion slashed at the wamoura with his sword but it was too high and too fast and he missed. Xyzor tried to blast it with spells of Water and Aero but it was too late; the beast had escaped from the chamber and fled the ruins.

Rocl: AHAHAHAHAHAHA this is just too much FUN! You brainless baboons! In due time all of your efforts will be deemed futile and the Ambitions of Yin shall come to fruition!

Rocl then became enveloped in a vortex of purple as he warped himself out of the Shaharja Wastelands.

Xyzor: DAMNIT! Damn it all! We’ve failed again! We keep getting so close but the Council is always one step ahead of us!

Trion: We can’t afford to lose our composure at a time like this Sir Xyzor. Let us hope that Silvius and Ayame had better luck than we did at Dolis. Let us make haste towards the Yinican city.

With their heads hung low, the two heroes began their journey back to the city. As they exited the cavern, the harsh perpetual dust storm of Shaharja greeted them once again.

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Silvius and Ayame made their way back to the city. Their wounds from their fight with the mysterious Franco still caused them a great deal of pain. They returned to their room at the Sophia Inn, met with Nikkei, and told her about what happened at Dolis. Nikkei did not know what to make of the appearance of Franco.

Nikkei: Franco…I’ve never heard of him before.

Silvius: He seemed to have a strong fervor for the Yinnish religion.

Nikkei: I’m sure that I have never heard of that name before. When I was in the Council I made it a priority to know as many people in the clergy as I could.

Ayame: I’m curious as to how he knew the whereabouts of the ruins. He must possess extensive information on the Council and their actions.

Silvius: It is unfortunate that we have to worry about yet another adversary that could interfere with our operation.

Nikkei: We simply have to be more cautious. Our main concern is the Council of Yin. This Franco character seems to be against the Council as well, so if we should ever encounter him again, we may find him to be an ally. I hope Trion and Xyzor return soon; I pray they had better luck than you did.

The three waited several hours for the return of Trion and Xyzor. As night began to envelop the grand city, the two finally returned from Shaharja. They entered their room and were greeted by Nikkei, Silvius and Ayame. They removed a pot of boiling water from the fireplace and poured themselves some tea. After resting from their long and arduous journey, they proceeded to explain to the rest of the team what had happened at Shaharja.

Nikkei: This is not good. The Council has four of the relics now…I imagine that they will be setting out to obtain the last one very soon.

Xyzor: Where are the ruins with the last relic?

Nikkei: The last relic is in the Sureyan Catacombs to the northeast. Pope Rocl is an extremely powerful member of the Council and since you were able to beat him, Daahan will not take any chances with the last relic. If I know Daahan as well as I think I do, he will go to Sureya to salvage the last relic himself.

Ayame: I imagine Pope Daahan is someone we shouldn’t underestimate.

Xyzor: Yes, he the most powerful of all the Council members. If we were to stand any kind of chance against him, all four of us would have to go to Sureya.

Trion: Then we should leave as soon as possible. The Council knows that we will be after the last relic and I’m sure they will not waste any time getting to it.

Nikkei: Are you sure you four will be able to go in your present conditions? You have not yet fully healed from your battles.

Silvius: We have no choice. If the Council gets that last relic then they will be able to do whatever it is they’re planning; we can’t risk that.

Ayame: Very well, it is decided then. We shall leave right away for Sureya.

Nikkei: Everyone…please listen. We cannot fail this time. Although I still do not know what the Council plans to do, deep down in my heart I know that is something horribly evil. Whenever I was around Daahan or any of the other Council members I could feel it. I could feel a cold and remorseless malice emanating from their hearts.

Trion: We will not fail this time. We will obtain the last relic and discover the plot of the Council.

Nikkei: It makes me so sad that I am unable to accompany you. The most I can give you is my prayers. I will pray to Yin for your safety and success. Please be careful and, although I know the three of you from the south do not follow Yin, may the goddess be by your side on your journey.

Xyzor: Farewell Nikkei. We will be seeing you again shortly. Do not worry.

With those parting words, the four heroes once again left the city in search of the Godhero’s relics. After their run-ins with Franco and Pope Rocl, they were in poor condition. They were still exhausted and their wounds were not fully healed; however, the race for the final relic was on. They could not waste any time; they had to get to Sureya before the Council did…

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Daahan and the rest of the Council anxiously awaited the return of the High Priest and the Second Pope. While the rest of the Council members talked amongst themselves, Daahan once again remained silent and stared across the room at the doors in deep thought. After some time of waiting, the doors to the meeting chamber and in walked Septimus carrying the elegant Godhero’s Helm. The Council immediately became silent and Daahan began to speak.

Daahan: Excellent, my High Priest. I knew that you would succeed.

Septimus: Of course my lord. I shall have the Helm taken to be stored in the temple with the rest of the relics.

Shiznicle: Did you encounter our dear friends from the south at Dolis?

Septimus: Yes, it’s quite the interesting story actually. When I got there they were already taken care of.

Rykoshet: What do you mean?

Septimus: When I arrived at Dolis’s reliquarium, there was some kind of warrior there that had already defeated the two Humes of the group. He proceeded to tell me how he wouldn’t let me get my hands on the Godhero’s Helm. However, when I summoned my Yinnish guards, he fled the ruins and took the southlanders with him.

Daahan: Interesting…Ha ha ha it seems that our enemies are growing by the day.

The doors of the meeting chamber swung open as Pope Rocl entered the room.

Rocl: Indeed they are. And I hate to say this, but those southlanders gave me a run for my money. The Elvaan and Xyzor were at Shaharja. They got there before I did but I wasn’t too late.

Rocl reached in to his pocket and pulled out the beautiful Godhero’s Ring and extended it towards the Council.

Rocl: Don’t worry, I wasn’t about to let some ignorant fools get the upper hand on me.

Epical: This is excellent! Just one more Godhero’s relic and our plans will almost be complete.

Pope Daahan sat up straight in his throne and tilted his head upwards to the ceiling as he thought about recent events.

Daahan: It is not yet the time to celebrate my loyal Holy Hero. The final relic is in great danger. The southlanders are much stronger that we initially thought and now we have this mysterious person Septimus has told us about getting involved in our business.

Alleya: What do you propose we do?

Daahan: …I will personally go to the Sureyan Catacombs and retrieve the final relic.

Septimus: Are you sure that is wise my lord? It is highly probable that both the southlanders and that man I met at Dolis will be hunting for the relic. Going there alone could be quite risky.

Daahan: Ha ha ha, Septimus, you know as well as anyone else that I would be able to handle those fools with ease. But if it makes you and the rest of the Council feel better, I shall take Rykoshet with me.

Rykoshet: Understood.

Daahan: Rocl, Shiznicle, Septimus, and Epical. I know that I will succeed in salvaging the last relic, so I want the four of you to begin preparations in Tsegeria. By the time arrive I want everything to be ready; we cannot afford to waste any time. I’m afraid time won’t be on our side for much longer.

Rocl: There will be no problems. Everything will be in order by the time you arrive.

Shiznicle: I can’t wait…I can’t wait until we’ve finally fulfilled our ambitions.

Daahan: Alleya, I leave you in charge of the city while we are gone. Do not end your search for Nikkei or the southlanders. If you should encounter them, you have my permission to show no mercy. They have gotten in our way long enough, so kill them.

Alleya: I…would much rather travel north with you, but I understand that someone must take care of the city while you are gone. You can trust me to take care of things.

Daahan: Excellent. My brothers and sisters, fate is on our side. We have had so much success up until this point and that shall not end under my watch. Let us go now and fulfill our destiny. Yin shall look down upon us and smile; her Ambitions shall be fulfilled!

All of the Council members stood from their chairs at the same time. Daahan and Rykoshet left the city and headed towards the Sureyan Catacombs. Epical, Septimus, Shiznicle, and Rocl all prepared to head to Tsegeria. What could the Council be planning? What is in Tsegeria and how does it relate to the Godhero’s relics…?


Chapter 3 Preview - The race for the final relic is on and Pope Daahan himself is going to the Sureyan Catacombs to get it. What will happen when the heroes and Daahan meet? Will they finally be able to find out what the Council is planning and stop them? Or will the Council be victorious once again?

[Daahan]

Reserved for Chapter 3

[Daahan]

Reserved for Chapter 4

[Pergo]

holy shit , i didn't know THIS much effort was going into it.... reading now

[JoOeetheplatypuS]

OH LOOK IT'S ME...

Oh wait

God damnit...

[Sho]

What the crap. Can I join this Yin Church? Like a Yin Supa Solider?

[Daahan]

What the crap. Can I join this Yin Church? Like a Yin Supa Solider?

is this an indication that you read it?

[Sho]

What the crap. Can I join this Yin Church? Like a Yin Supa Solider?

is this an indication that you read it?

Haven't even gotten to the end-- I'm already moved by the Prelogue. 8)

[Charismatic]

God damn it, it's about some Yin stuff! I would have totally read this if it wasn't Yin related

[Remyo]

Five thousand years ago, the continent to the North was engulfed in a terrible and trying war.

got to this and thought of this for some reason
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/208/5...94aca911_m.jpg
started reading and then just kinda thought it was a inside type thing and my attention span reached its limit, must've taken a while to think all that up though.

[Sho]

Keep typing, Mr. Pope, story is getting good. >_> And I still wanna join.

[Daahan]

Five thousand years ago, the continent to the North was engulfed in a terrible and trying war.

got to this and thought of this for some reason
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/208/5...94aca911_m.jpg
started reading and then just kinda thought it was a inside type thing and my attention span reached its limit, must've taken a while to think all that up though.

By "inside type" thing do you mean people who only like the whole Yin fad? No it's not like that if that's what you're thinking. It's a completely independent and original story. The Prelogue is nothing like the main story.

[Sho]

lolKuno-- Something tells me Xavier is gonna come back from the dead or something, I see that whole Nikkei weeping thing you got going on in there. Outside of that, Yin is the shit, how epic can a mithra be, swinging a GS and pwning like that in waves.

[Ishido]

That was a pretty fun read. Not sure if you're looking for critiques or just an audience, but either way I'm game.

It's a shame that 3rd party expansions are nigh-impossible, as I was reading it seemed like you almost mapped it out to be set up that way. Also seems like a better story than most I encountered in FFXI (though I quit before ToAU was finished), even though there are a ton of characters already.

Also, do you have most of the story written already, or are you posting as you write it?

[Yutuyu]

Your writing is almost totally ignorant of ingame plotlines. You seem to know the very basic things which the main missions scratch the surface of, but you've shown a deep ignorance of auxilary storyline. Please don't write FFXI Fanction unless you understand the world-setting and make some attempt to conform to canon plot.

[MisterBob]

Your writing is almost totally ignorant of ingame plotlines. You seem to know the very basic things which the main missions scratch the surface of, but you've shown a deep ignorance of auxilary storyline. Please don't write FFXI Fanction unless you understand the world-setting and make some attempt to conform to canon plot.

uh-ohes

[Zilong]

Your writing is almost totally ignorant of ingame plotlines. You seem to know the very basic things which the main missions scratch the surface of, but you've shown a deep ignorance of auxilary storyline. Please don't write FFXI Fanction unless you understand the world-setting and make some attempt to conform to canon plot.

Kinda hard to draw a fucking canon from something that is nearly nonexistent/made up on the spot every other expansion.

That being said, the stories does have little bearing on what is considered canon.

However, the ingame history provide very little information on the happenings between the meltdown 10,000 years ago, the crystal war and the adventurer's era.

So it's just a fucking game of adlib if you actually want to write a fic based off that.

[Jedite]

Your writing is almost totally ignorant of ingame plotlines. You seem to know the very basic things which the main missions scratch the surface of, but you've shown a deep ignorance of auxilary storyline. Please don't write FFXI Fanction unless you understand the world-setting and make some attempt to conform to canon plot.

Holy crap, you're right!

We should have all known fan fiction was based on fact and accurate detail. I just totally missed the episodes where Captain Kirk seduced Spock.

[Diametric]

Like Ishido said, I'm not certain if you're looking for some honest critiques, or just an audience. Assuming the former...

The writing is fairly standard. There's quite a few instances where you repeat the same word or phrase for several sentences in a row ("continent" or "Northern Continent" in the first few paragraphs, for example). In particular, you seemed to shove the word "Yin" in wherever it would fit. The Yistine Chapel, Council of Yin, Province of Yin, Pope Daahan von Yin, Holy Yinnican City... In one section I counted the word Yin used five times in three sentences. I realize you're trying to establish a pattern and to show the value that nation places on the teachings of Yin, but there are subtler ways to go about it. There are also several misused or mispelled words scattered about the story. For example, it's "prologue," not "prelogue." "Magnanimity" is defined as the quality of being magnanimous, with magnanimous meaning noble, high-minded, or generous; for Silvius to be referring to Septimus' words as posessing magnanimity after he was just rude to them is a gross misuse of the term.

The switches between script and normal format were distracting. The meeting at the beginning of chapter one with the members of the council was particularly jarring; labelling them as Member1, Member4, etc, pulled me right out of the story. By using script format you remove a great deal of description from your writing; if I was watching this play out as a cutscene on my screen I'd be able to tell a lot from the way the characters moved, their facial expressions, etc, but without the visual component to provide context the words come across as boring and flavorless.

Canonically, the northern continent above Quon is the province of the Orcish Empire. There isn't anything further north than that; at that point you'd be wrapping around the top of the globe and end up somewhere east of Aht Urghan. Trion and Ayame seemed to have some characterization issues, in particular Trion (I have difficulty seeing the heir apparent to San d'Oria saluting a hume that he just met moments ago, for example). I'd suggest cutting them from the story entirely and replacing them with characters of your own creation. I was also surprised that there was no mention of Altana in the story. Considering her role in the CoP missions and the fact that the opening prologue deals with the elevation of a mortal to divine status, I would expect for there to be at least a mention of her.

I also greatly disliked the fact that you named several of the characters after members on the BG board. It makes it seem like the story is meant to be an inside joke between yourself and them, one that the rest of the readers aren't invited to share in. It's also, again, jarring and brings me back out of the story everytime I read about Pope Rocl or High Priest Septimus. Also, why does a nation built on a theocracy, one without any form of nobility outside of the church (so far as we've seen) have a "Princess?" It seemed like you just chose a random title because you wanted your readers to perceive Nikkei in a certain way without bothering to fit her in to the heirarchy you'd already created.

I kind of liked your abilities list for the BC fight; I thought that was pretty cute and not overly distracting. Most of the things I listed seem to stem more from an inexperience with writing than an inability to. I realize I may have come off harshly in the preceeding paragraphs, but if this is your first attempt at writing a serious story, then it's already miles ahead of most of the other ones out there. The best advice I can give is to keep writing; you can only get better with practice. Good luck!