"And lo', there floated,"
"A great yellow blimp!"
"It sent out small fighters,"
"and moved like a gimp."
-Dev
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| Yilik, The Exiled Zealot | | | Author: | | | IP: | px2ht.okXXXX | | Date: | 02/02/02 04:02 | | Game Type: | Starcraft | | Labels: | none | | Report Rating: , # of Ratings: 1, Max: 2, Min: 2
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Tale of Yilik, the Exiled Zealot
I walk along this endless path. The ground is blue and one could see the dull earth forever. No hills, no life, no nothing. The cracks within the ground had begun to hurt my feet. Banished from my former brethren I now walk this endless path with no hope of ever finding an escape. I lower myself down onto the ice-like ground, sitting cross-legged, in order to give my feet a rest from trudging through this barren world.
While sitting I could sense a strong psychic presence nearby! I cautiously rose to my feet, not blinking. I readied my psi-blades that were strapped to my wrists. The golden plates released light blue light, which in a few seconds formed a triangular laser protruding through the socket on each wristband. My unblinking eyes shifted from left to right but nothing was to be seen. I turned around quickly but still nothing. The presence became stronger in my mind, burrowing into my mind itself. It was protoss but very unusual, nothing like the protoss on auir. I then began to circle my current position allowing me to see all around me if I span often. I caught a glimpse of something in the corner of my eye but still nothing could be seen. The presence was pounding in my head, the power of it felt like it was drilling into my brain itself. I clutched my throbbing skull and fell to my knees but then blackness overcame my vision and I lost all consciousness.
I awoke within a strange camp that looked to be protoss. Darkness had fallen over this twilight planet and I saw a small flame with several hooded figures surrounding it in a semi-circle. The psychic presence had either burrowed permanently or was within that small group. What was this place?
I groaned as I stood up, my head throbbing with the heavy beating of my heart. All the figures suddenly looked in my direction and several voices bounced about in my mind, the majority consisting of “The outsider is awake.” I sleepily stumbled my way towards them and managed to say, “Where are we?”
One of them chuckled at me and said, “You are now exiled like we were many years ago young one.” He then removed the hood from his dark cloak. I fell backwards in shock as he said, “Greetings, I am Xalar, the Dark Templar elder.”
“D-dark templar?”
“Yes young one. Your feet must be in great pain from your long journey, please, pick a more comfortable spot than the cold ground.”
I slowly stood once again and found a spot around the fire, my knees trembling at the sight of the dark templar. During my childhood I had heard many stories of the violet dark templar. My voice was projected as a mere whisper, “What are you going to do to me?”
All of them burst out laughing! What was this? These violent creatures should not behave this way! Xalar, after wiping a tear from his eyes from his great laughter replied, “You believe those stories? Misguided child. Those are just stories I assure you. Now sit down and tell us how you got here or we might…I don't know…eat you or something!” The others burst out in great friendly laughter once again at this joke.
I myself let out a slight giggle before proceeding to say, “It all started when…”
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