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PostPosted: Tue, Mar 09 2010, 1:16 AM 

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The path that lies in shadow is not easily taken. This is becoming more and more evident the deeper down the path he travels. Nevertheless, the rewards for traversing such a path are undoubtably great.

Fel'Brin can now be seen frequenting the academy more and more often. Those that regular the place may find him pouring over dusty tomes in the library. "the potential... the knowledge... the unbridled power"

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Another spot one might find him is in the Academy's basement. The sounds of labored breathing can be heard as Fel'Brin wraps himself in the many shadows the room offers and attempts to direct their path and shape. "shadow weaving.... most difficult..." His shade, close by, watches over the efforts with a void expression.

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Using different objects and a peculiar ring named a Purple Dragon Ring, Fel'Brin creates shadows in the room and experiments with utilizing shadows of differing shapes and sizes as he trains to manipulate and draw from them.

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The shadow jump, at first shakey and tiring, is quickly becoming second nature The forest floor, littered with long dark shadows, is now quickly traversed as the shadows are chained together in succeeding jumps, one after another.

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After one particular grueling jump, he stops, dropping to one knee. Cool sweat drips down the inside of his helmet and he struggles to slow his breathing. Eyes slightly dilated from the thrill of quick jumps in succession, he pulls out his newly earned Master Dancer Insignia. What does it mean? Have I truly mastered the art? He slowly shakes his head and looks up into the next shadow pulling on his inner fortitude to get back on his feet. I am on the path..... but I barely begun to even crawl down it to true power.


*A note is attached to the message board at the academy indicating Fel'Brins requesting further instruction in the art of Shadow Dancing and information on the Shadow Plane. He checks the board often, looking for new classes or anything that might further his connection with the plane*

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PostPosted: Sat, Apr 17 2010, 19:56 PM 

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The vast expanses of the shadow plane are difficult to traverse. Pockets of negative energy sapping your strength, creatures of darkness reaching out with inky claws, poisoned water stagnating in small pools. Fel'Brin walks along a familiar path as he has been walking it daily for some time now, to one place in particular he has found quite interesting. Finally arriving at his destination, Fel'Brin finds a comfortable spot and sits down in a meditation position. The shadows of the plane seem even deeper in this particular spot.

He quiets himself and lets himself become one with the shadows, searching through them, feeling the ambient potential that they house. Suddenly he locates it, that intangible seed of power that he yearns to better harness, will and spirit reaches out and feels this disturbance in the shadows. He sits silent for several hours sending tendrils of awareness through the area, binding himself even deeper to the native energy he finds there. Finally, rising from the ground, he prepares himself for the journey back to the city, until tomorrow when he will once again return to bind himself further.

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PostPosted: Sat, May 08 2010, 21:54 PM 

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Fel'Brin stands in a pocket of shadow amongst shadows and watches the ethereal inhabitants of the plane. They congregate where the shadows are

the deepest and sit seemingly still. Their outlines are barely visible excluding the minutely dull glow coming from their eyes.

Fel'Brin draws the gem from his clothing and grips it firmly in his left hand. His eyes close and his right arm extends outward in a reaching motion

towards the silent beings. His brow furrows in effort as he reaches within the gem and wills forth the shadow essence. Channeling the black energy,

it is siphoned from the gem and begins to take form shortly in front of his outstretched hand. A ball of writhing, black flame quickly glows until the

radiating heat forces Fel'brin to send it on its destructive course. Slamming into the nearest shadow creature, the fire ball explodes engulfing the

small group in a bath of black fire. Fel'Brin quickly springs in and finishes off the survivors before sitting down to rest. He was now able to reproduce

such spells several times a day and was even beginning to compliment the spells with small amounts of shadow in addition to that he was able to

draw from the gem.

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PostPosted: Sat, May 29 2010, 22:04 PM 

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Day after day, he walks in the twilight of the plane of shadow, seeking its secrets. Drawing from the shadow is becoming easier with the amount of practice that Fel'Brin puts towards mastering this art. There is much yet to learn but looking backward down the path whence he has come, the distance he has progressed is not one of small measure.

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PostPosted: Sat, Jul 31 2010, 6:09 AM 

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Emerging from a shadow deep in the forests of Amia, Fel'Brin squints beneath his helmet in the purple hued light filtering through the canopy overhead.

His forays onto the prime have been dwindling as both his studies in the Plane of Shadow have increased and his business on the Prime have

decreased. The world now seems inverted, he can see a mouse scurry from under the shadow of a bush out into the garish blur of remaining sunlight.

The Shadow Plane, his home, has affected him in more ways that one. He steps out into the last remaining rays of daylight and involuntarily shivers

against the alien feeling washing over his body. Walking a short distance to ensure that there is no one remaining in the forest, he walks back into a

shadow and is enveloped into the constant night once more.

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PostPosted: Fri, Dec 03 2010, 8:27 AM 

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In a city of shadows, one detaches itself from the wall and steps out into the evening air.. Fel'Brin stands on the cold streets of Shadowscape and looks around. The city rustles with life in a world seemingly devoid of it. As he begins walking towards the gate, Fel takes comfort in the familiarity the city provides while secretly yearning for the unknown. As he approaches the gate he can feel the Nightwing's eyes tracking him. The dark mass neither moves nor makes a sound as the gate draws nearer. Stopping in front of the gate, Fel'Brin gives a brief nod to the gate guard and steps out of the way as the mass of stone swing silently inward. As he passes through the gate, he is greeted by the deafening silence and warped landscape so oft found on the plane.

Outwardly a silent shadow walking in a world of twilight, Fel's mind reels with the events of the past few days. Deadlines to be met, contracts to be signed, students to be addressed, classes to be taught, plans to be followed through with, Fel'Brin walks the plane alone with his thoughts. He makes his way down a path well known, each footfall landing in a specific spot. Subconsciously he follows an old trail. He passes groups of shadow creatures... they don't see him... or if they do they have learned a respect enough not to attack him. His breathing slows and deepens as the hours pass and he gets closer to his destination. Finally he stops, he is standing in a particular shadow he found long ago, the deepest shadow he could find four hours in either direction of Shadowscape.

He sits down, sitting up with his knees in front of him, his arms wrapped around them. One by one he purges the thoughts of current events from his mind, committing them to memory and then storing them deep inside himself. Once his mind is cleared, he only senses, lives, exists. He moves to a cross-legged position and places his hands in his lap facing in. Drawing a final deep breath Fel'Brin allows his conscience to seep out into the surrounding shadow, he draws the essence into himself and then channels it into his core. He sits for several minutes simply allow the shadow to pass through him familiarizing himself with it, twisting the energy ever so slightly, feeling the effects it creates. Back to the basics. He sheds his stress as he binds himself to the plane, to this particular shadow.

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An hour later, coated with a layer of warm sweat, Fel'Brin stands and stretches his cramped muscles. Feeling drained in more ways that one, yet better for it, he steps out of the shadow and makes his way back towards the city. Summoning up the stored memories Fel'Brin begins mulling over them again with a new zeal, every peice of the puzzle being fitted together, every chess piece being moved across the board of life. He makes his way back, strengthened, focused, and wearing a faint smile.

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PostPosted: Sat, Jan 15 2011, 11:10 AM 

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The Night is past and the day begins. Fel'Brin steps out of the eternal night and into the purple hued twilight of dusk. The forest is cool and quite this evening, something that Fel is thankful for. Walking a ways away from his entry point, he begins to go over the information he had been going over again and again. When dancers use their powers, they are literally piercing through the plane of shadows and tapping its power. This internal piercing was one thing but what Fel'Brin had in mind was another thing altogether.

Stopping in a quieted away clearing, Fel spreads his arms out wide and draws them towards himself in a twisting motion. The shadows all around him bloom, becoming much thicker.... darker... and spreading through the clearing to end up wrapping around him like a inky black cocoon. Once entombed within these protective layers, Fel sets about calming himself for the attempt.

Slowly Fel'Brin cycles through the shadows in the area, lending himself to the non light. Once he is one with the shadows Fel'Brin grasps at the link within himself. Using minimal effort, Fel tries to manipulate an area two feet in front of him. With his powers active, Fel recognizes the access route to the plane of shadows. A few seconds go by and suddenly he wrests control of the link and redirects it to the spot before him. The shadow manipulation ceases and he stands panting from the exertion. The shadows are still, no difference can be perceived. Fel begins wondering what could have gone wrong when something he missed before catches his attention. There in front of him, no bigger than a pinky's width is a hole in the night. The hole is a piercing in the prime leading to the plane of shadows. It lasts for several seconds then winks out.

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PostPosted: Sat, Sep 17 2011, 3:29 AM 

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Fel'brin stares through the dim light at the door. Unblinking, unmoving, he contemplates his next move. Suddenly he opens his mouth and begins an incantation. His wrists jerk in response and move to guide the unseen energy. The surrounding shadows coil up a leg and over his arm to snake their way toward the door. His brow furrows as the shadow splits into several tiny branches and make their way into the locking mechanism of the door. Several seconds later a small click can be heard... followed by another. Fel'brin's arm drops and he sighs in frustration.
Turning, Fel'Brin walks back to his favorite chain and sits down, pulling a piece of parchment from a concealed pocket.

Master Fel'brin can be observed multiple times per day walking up and casting a new ability on the doors around the academy. Students might even notice the odd door with a fist size hole in it apparently the result of a frustrated blow.

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PostPosted: Sun, Sep 25 2011, 12:56 PM 

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As he approaches his office door, he quietly goes over the incantation once more. By the time the door is in front of him his fingers are already moving in a practiced manner. A flick of a wrist, the crook of a finger. A symbol of control woven through the air. A series of unknown words roll of his tongue. The shadows move and thicken, obeying his spoken command. With practiced effort, he guides the hair thin tendrils of shadows into the lock and release the tumbles one by one, until a finalizing click resounds through the hall. The area is silent. Casually, he reaches and opens the door. Stepping into his office, he closes the door behind him, sits down, and grins to himself.

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PostPosted: Mon, Mar 25 2013, 4:32 AM 

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His expression is completely neutral... as he walks the land of darkness. Inside though... emotions tore at his will, demanding a response.. a reaction... he barely managed to resist.

As he ventures farther and farther away from Shadowscape, he turns this way and that, heading ever deeper into the blackest shadows he can find.

Cold, glimmering eyes follow his progress as he journeys, one pair in particular detaches itself from a rock wall and, moving silently, begins to stalk him.

Ten paces away the shade coils, ready to attack, when it senses something. It uncoils itself and backs away.


Finally, the darkness is so deep even Fel'Brin cannot see any longer. Here he drops to his knees folding his hands inward in meditation.

The shadows respond to his will, they twirl and bend around him, as a pet pines over its master's attention.

He lets the shadows coat him, flowing across his skin and through his hair. The sensation make his hair stand on edge.

As the shadows dance around him, Fel'Bin summons his emotions, already whipped into a frenzy, they bash against the inside of his psyche.

One by one he summons them... his face contorting in rage before relaxing. Then, a stream of tears falls down his pale face before drying, his eyes

leaving no trace. Suddenly his eyes widen in fear, then return to their closed state. All the while the shadows continue to dance.

His lips are moving, prayer being offered up to a dark diety. The emotions dissipate, carried off by the streams of shadows.

An hour later he is at peace. Finally he feels no longer... finally he is numb... for now.

The memories before his trek are stored once again safe and sound... quietly in the back of his mind,

He now stands, and begins the journey back to Shadowscape

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PostPosted: Fri, Apr 12 2013, 0:50 AM 

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The world is black and white... hot and cold... life and death... to some at least.

Others dance down the fine lines in between



Silently it moves through the air, existing, but only barely. It's cunning mind filled with dark knowledge and primal thoughts. The shade is a featureless silhouette with two glowing eyes radiating a soft but present pulse.

It traverses the wastes of the shadowplane, itself being both shadow essence and negative energy.

It stops suddenly; feeling a commanding tug from somewhere much further on the plane. It dissipates and reforms, rising up out of the shadow of another being. It knows this being. Thoughts pass between the two, and the shade understands this being. The being turns to face it, and the shade is connected to this being.



Fel'Brin now faces the shade he has called, it has been with him since the beginning. His mind is ready for the attempt, but his body trembles at the pain he knows will soon visit upon him.

Like a mirrored image the two raise an arm towards the other, palms first. The distance between their hands slowly falls away until connection is imminent. Fel'Brin spurts out a quick series of words from some dark and forgotten language, words of power, of command; readying his body for the joining.

As flesh and blood, and shadow and dark energy touch, everything is blurred. Fel'Brin's eyes snap wide open and dilate in pain as his hand is broken down and remade. Pain of another sort also reaches him from across his link with the shade.

The two move forward until until their respective limbs up to their elbows have merged. Suddenly the pain is too much, and Fel'Brin screams a dark word and jerks his arm back. The shadows weave around his arm recreating his flesh. His arm finally free's itself with hiss as it dislodges itself from that of the shade's. The act is accompanies by a spray of blood.

Fel'Brin staggers back racing to compose his mind and body as his arm hangs limp at his side, heavily wounded.


After several minutes pass and with an unspoken word, the shade melts back into the night. Turning to return home, Fel'Brin sports an almost pleased expression.... "Progress...."

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PostPosted: Sun, May 19 2013, 17:57 PM 

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The orc grumbles to itself, shifting the weight of the massive battle axe slung over its shoulder; the midnight guard shift being highly undesirable.

It yawns suddenly, stretching it's thickly muscled arms outward to stretch out the encroaching stiffness. By chance, it turns it head to look back into the tunnel where the rest of the hoard resides.

Standing there... just outside of the orc's torchlight... two silhouettes stand silently watching it, unmoving. One, glowing red eyes, nothing but a shadow come alive in the deep of night. The other, a tall man, clothed in blackness. The orc turns, it's mind seemingly unable to comprehend what it is seeing. The two forms gravitate towards each other, their outlines blurring as they begin to overlap.

The edge of the torchlight seems to recede in horror, backing away from the strange spectacle. Only two red eyes now remain in the blackness, but suddenly, they shift into an emerald glow. In his panic, the orc drops the torch, plunging the tunnel into darkness. It turns to flee, suddenly finding itself face to face with the twin emerald eyes.

Sensing something, the orc looks down, finding two hilts flush with its armored chest. Strangely it never remembered being attacked...

Looking up once more into those Pulsing emerald lights, the orc knows only horror and confusion. Then, even those emerald eyes begin to dim, the orc slipping into into the eternal sleep.

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PostPosted: Wed, Feb 21 2018, 23:21 PM 

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A time arrives when a guard patrolling the northern wall of Shadowscape hears a faint metallic knock on the gate. He slowly peers over the parapet into the gloom below straining his eyes to detect movement.

The gentle metallic wrapping on the gate continues. The guard atop the walls, not being able to see anything, shrugs and nods down to the guard manning the gate. Slowly, the large metal gate opens grinding on less than oiled hinges.

The guards, curious as to the source of the noise, eagerly await the revelation of what could be knocking, unseen, at the city gate.

Slowly, as to almost escape the eye, the shadows deepen, casting themselves through the opened gate. The well trained guards stare at the shadow until they begin to slowly distinguish the figure of a man, clad in the colors of midnight, standing within the open gate. The man turns to each guard in turn and dips his head. A slight breeze carries a barely audible "My Thanks" to the ears of the curious guards. The guards weapons half raise in anticipation as no one moves. A full minute passes before more words issue forth from the black clad man. "I need... to clean up". With that, he begins into the city, leaving the confused guards in his wake.

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PostPosted: Tue, Apr 10 2018, 2:14 AM 

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Somewhere on the Plane of Shadows, Fel'Brin sits quietly on a rock shelf behind a waterfall. A favorite spot of his, the air is thick and the shadows are deep..

The sound of the cascading water creates a calming white noise which helps clear his mind as he slows his breathing and closes his eyes.

His other senses slowly begin to sharpen. The sound of the water upon rock seems to grow until he can feel it in his bones. The strange scent of wet rock with a hint of a metallic after-smell fills the air. The touch of the barely shifting air moving across what little exposed skin there is.

Eyes closed, Fel'Brin places a palm on the ground beside where he is sitting. He senses the nearly invisible collections of shadow essence where they pool in the rock, the water, the air, all around him.

Slowly, he wills the essence to himself. Under his palm a thousand trickles of inky substance slowly collect into an impossibly black puddle.

Hours go by. He spends this time running his hand through the puddle, searching for impurities and stripping them away, building, refining, building, refining.

Time seems to lose meaning as this process goes on an unknown amount of time.

Eventually, his eyes open to look at this creation. The ebony pool of material sits nearly still. The only movement appears to be a rhythmic pulse almost as if the material is a living thing, dormant or sleeping.

Fel'Brin pulls out black leather skin container and stretches his hand over the pool of essence. The material springs to life and flows up onto his hand, across his body, and neatly into the unstoppered container.

Satisfied with his haul, Fel'Brin heads back to the academy.

*Fel'Brin is seen making regular forays into the wilderness around the academy. He tells no one where he is headed, or when he will return. Upon his return, he always carries a now full container at his side*

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PostPosted: Mon, Oct 29 2018, 3:34 AM 

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The Academy basement was blocked off this evening, a sign denoted that the area was off-limits to students.

Fel'Brin stood in the center of the training room, the surrounding candles feebly casting a weak light across the pillared room which created a dancing mass of flickering shadows.

The master shadow dancer had been reserving the basement every night for the past several weeks. The purpose of his time there was another round of training on a new technique.

His period of rest expired, Fel'Brin spoke a quick incantation and performed a very familiar series of hand gestures. At the back of the room, a pair of glowing purple eyes appeared. The master's shade stepped from the blackness into the center of the room to stand before its master.

It had been several months now since Fel'Brin underwent his transformation and he thought that he was about as adjusted as he was going to get with his new form and abilities. The way he viewed the world had forever changed and how he perceived reality was now noticeably darker.

A quick mental check found the telepathic link to his Shade. Since his own changes, Fel found his link to his shade held a newfound depth.

Suddenly, Fel began. The dim light the candles had been producing began to retreat as the blackness at the edges of the room rushed towards him. A thrust of his hand began funneling the shadow essence that he was accumulating towards his shade. As the tendrils of black slammed into the creature, it momentarily swelled before rapidly absorbing the power.

A few moments went by before Fel abruptly cut the flow of shadow essence.

The air around the shade crackled with visible arcs of negative energy; Fel, however, was drained. It had taken longer than expected, but now, the shade was adequately empowered enough to produce a negative energy pulsar around itself.

The only step left at this point was testing its application.

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PostPosted: Mon, Oct 29 2018, 3:34 AM 

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The Academy basement was blocked off this evening, a sign denoted that the area was off-limits to students.

Fel'Brin stood in the center of the training room, the surrounding candles feebly casting a weak light across the pillared room which created a dancing mass of flickering shadows.

The master shadow dancer had been reserving the basement every night for the past several weeks. The purpose of his time there was another round of training on a new technique.

His period of rest expired, Fel'Brin spoke a quick incantation and performed a very familiar series of hand gestures. At the back of the room, a pair of glowing purple eyes appeared. The master's shade stepped from the blackness into the center of the room to stand before its master.

It had been several months now since Fel'Brin underwent his transformation and he thought that he was about as adjusted as he was going to get with his new form and abilities. The way he viewed the world had forever changed and how he perceived reality was now noticeably darker.

A quick mental check found the telepathic link to his Shade. Since his own changes, Fel found his link to his shade held a newfound depth.

Suddenly, Fel began. The dim light the candles had been producing began to retreat as the blackness at the edges of the room rushed towards him. A thrust of his hand began funneling the shadow essence that he was accumulating towards his shade. As the tendrils of black slammed into the creature, it momentarily swelled before rapidly absorbing the power.

A few moments went by before Fel abruptly cut the flow of shadow essence.

The air around the shade crackled with visible arcs of negative energy; Fel, however, was drained. It had taken longer than expected, but now, the shade was adequately empowered enough to produce a negative energy pulsar around itself.

The only step left at this point was testing its application.

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