Guild Wars 2

The air in the Large City was crisp and filled with the fresh air of Spring. Mazrealn Drew a Sharp breath threw her Nose as she savoured the feeling of the energy of it all. “Spring.” She thought inside her own mind. “One must of course appreciate the fresh the feeling in the air it brings.” She said to herself out loud.

“Indeed.” Came a Voice from behind her “it is the most exhilarating feeling when the Majesty of the White Stag Falls upon us.”

Mazrealn spun around on her heel rather dramatic off centred presenting a majestic bow towards the person who spoke.

“Oh by the Wise ones, I did not realize I had an audience. My name Is Mazrealn My friend I am afraid I am placed at a disadvantage-

Pausing to draw breath and allow for a dramatic pause to synchronize. “As I Said my name is Mazrealn Bard of sung shadows, a Sooth Sayer by Nature and a Glee-weaver by trade.” Holding herself in the dramatic pose she paused just long enough to grab fresh breath.

“If it is a song you desire, then a Silver in my palm and you shall be freed from such Ire, For a Song dance you better not have left your Coins in your other pants.” She spoke still Looking up from her 1 footed outstretched bow, noticing the man was lost in a sort of day dream, taking the moment to get a good look at them.

Leafy, and humanoid body built from Plant material the man was Obviously a Sylvari. Mazrealn in Dramatic pose cleared her throat in feigned insult. “Well Usually I get more excitement then that glazed look.” she said towards Sylvari with outstretched hand.

The Sylvari woke up from what ever dream he was having and peered into Mazrealn’s eyes. “Aha, Most Honourable Glee-weaver I have considered your offer.” The Sylvari replied giving pause and if holding Mazrealn to her dramatic bow for a little longer. Continuing he spoke “I will give you 1 gold for a song and a dance of my choice will you accept this offer as I will bargain no other.”

Mazrealn gave a feigned pause and offered her outstretched hand “I accept your offer, Your gold is in my palm, Now prepare for entertainment because it is now on.”

The Sylvari took her hand and puller her in close as she swung her self around to counter balance her self from the dramatic pose she was previously in. He spoke whispered by her ear as not to distress the air around her head. “Then I choose the song of Battle, By the dance of the Maidens Spear.” The Sylvari said with a rhythmic tempo.

Mazrealn looked at him from her position in his arms and laughed “Then let us Tango you walking Mango tree, Hurry up now… we are on in three” with that last word there was a silent crack of thunder

as her body cracked and fragmented shattering into crystallized chaotic energy and shattering upon the body of the Sylvari who held her.

As the Crystal forces shattered into his body he soon withered and melted into a vapid prismatic wisp of chaotic energy, shattering in the reality presented with it.

Upon ta near by rooftop he appeared as he looked upon Mazrealn Sitting on a Red bricked Chimney of another red stone roof house.

“We a Mesmer just as I had figured” The Sylvari said with a Chillingly calm voice.

“Indeed” Mazrealn replied giving short pause as she pulled out a short bladed sword, as she drew it a swift sound of metal against stone. Mazrealn Began to twirl the fingers of her unoccupied hand creating notes in the air.

The Sylvari could see the notes flutter around her fingers as if butterflies chasing wasps and spiders. Shaking the Image from his head he drew his own blades one short sword, and one dagger.

Mazrealn Watched as he bent the fabric of space with in instants two of illusions appeared near him as two throned Demons of Anger and Pride.

Taking The Que She took her free hand and threw the mesmeric notes in the air like an orchestral tornado of Ire and defeatism, The rhythmical tornado quickly pulled the Slylvari’s illusion into it’s own mesmerizing self.

The Sylvari’s own phantasm Illusions Shattered in the reality Shaking Cyclone and The sound of the anger and Pride turned into Wrath and Pain. The Cyclone Split apart under the weight of the true Fabric.

The Cyclones Breaking reality became a tempo and beat crashing like a Ballad of Hardships and Woe, Bursting into itself becoming an imploding Supernova. Thousands of Chaotic Shards of energy slammed into The Sylvari and Mazrealn their Cloth armour barely stopping the fragmented energy from slicing into raw skin and leaf.

Mazrealn Laughed as She held ground from the energetic winds that slammed about the roof. “My oh My; Ladies and Gentlemen I had Thought I’d be the Star of this show, But today a new Superstar tries to Steel upon me their own Glory!”

As Mazrealn Looked upon a small crowd of people below them who had gathered to see what had happened in no doubt shock and Awe, Mazrealn pulled out a small Pendent Ocarina and with her Sword hand Threw The Short blade into the air above her where it remained frozen in time.

“Lights, Places, Curtains!” Mazrealn Shouted as the Short blade suddenly pulled the light into itself from the immediate streets below, the sound of startled gasps and “Oh My’s were heard”

Mazrealn’s Voice could be heard in the darkness with clear sounding clarity; “Ladies and Gentleman, I impress upon your Mettle and your Metal to shed upon us at the end of the performance!”

Pausing to top of her lunges her announcement continued “and Now for our main Attraction we Bring you the Ballad of two Warriors from back in the age of Stone Kings, a Time where summers were longer, and the Fall did not turn in so spitefully”

With that her voice boomed out one more as an orb of phantasm shards began to appear in the darkness of enchanted night.. “And Now.. Onto the Show!” Mazrealn Shouted as the orb Split apart into thousands of Brightly lit harmonically falling stars. The sound of a Babbling brook could be heard in the darkness as the Falling stars fell down 1 by one making a soft chime echo as they hit the roof tops.

“Act 1.” Came the Voice of the Sylvari “The Warriors meet upon the babbling brook of Winters Edge, They Greet each other as old friends would” The Sylvari Gave shout with as much enthusiasm he could muster.

As he said this The Rooftops continuing falling stars gave way to scene of a small babbling brook of melting ice, with a small Cobblestone bridge going cross it. Mazrealn Sat upon a small pillar of the bridge.

She held a Small Stone object as She looked up and greeted the Sylvari who walked into the scenery from the darkness behind the Mesmeric set.

“The Goblet of Kings Fortune, why have you removed it from my fathers home?” the Sylvari said with flustered rage.

Mazealn Smiled at him and spoke with thinly armoured villainy. “Why Azreal I no not of what you speak of for I hold the Goblet of ages Passing.” she simply said with glib tongue.

The Sylvari looked upon her and once again drew blade “I shall have no more of your Honeyed insults Demonic Fiend I end you know Dagoni” the Sylvari Shouted with Justified rage Rushing his blade into Mazrealn’s Neck causing the Audience gathered below to gasp in astonishment.

Mazrealn’s Severed head fell to the Floor of the cobblestone bridge showing that it was no more then a bucket and a hay bale.

The Lighting by the overhanging sword dimmed again.

Mazrealn’s voice sounded over the crowding street audience. “Act Two, the Forest of Fade dreams.”

The Darkness faded into the light of a Large Forest of Crystal trees. The Sylvari had many Illusions with his presence. With a flash as if spell had been cast Mazrealn appeared in the centre circle bloodied, bruised, and defeated.

Mazrealn’s voice was heard over the crowd. “The Great Warrior Azreal had the Betrayer Cornered and surrounded, After a long fight that lasted months in Mountains high and Caverns below Azreal would have the Justice he sought, and he brought all his kings men with him.” Mazrealn gave word to the scene as the place propped to life.

“Azreal, You have defeated me, may your blade be swift, and your aim true.” Mazrealn said with tears

in her eyes.

The Sylvari’s Phantom illusions slammed into Mazrealn one by one each shattering like blades upon her body, each drawing more and more blood. The lights went dark and the sound of the crashing of Blade on hard ground.

The Sylvari spoke soothingly to the awwing of the crowd “As Azreal went to make the final blow something unknown stayed his hand. For above Dagoni was the Mistletoe.” the Sylvari stopped as crowd exhaled held breath.

The sunlight returned with Mazrealn and The Sylvari in the crowds centre. Mazrealn gave a theatrical bow ushering The Sylvari to do the same. “Come friend, You have earned it.” Ushering to him to give bow to the audience.

As Mazrealn picked up a small wooden box made of spruce she opened an odd prism lock with spectral key and counted out 30gold 30 silver and 45 coppers, Mazrealn bit into each of the coins and sighed at the copper ones. Muttering under her breath. “If you are gonna be a cheap out on a tip and least be nice enough to not to offer counterfeit copper.

She pocketed 15 Gold and 13 Silver and walked over to the Sylvari dropping 15 gold and 15 silver in front of his lap to his surprise.

“You earned it, May I have your name Friend and Co-star” Mazrealn said looking at him.
“You may call me Angel.. it’s not my true name, But people use it oft. Enough that it is my name.”

Mazrealn smiled and handed him a small Parchment that smelled heavily of Rose petals and an unknown spice. Angel peered at it for a moment it simply read: Should you ever need a co-star again find me. A Drop of enchanted blood was on it.

Angel looked up after staring at the parchment piece to see no one but the crowd of dispersing individuals.

[Acknowledgments towards Arch Angel for the inspiration for this Short Mesmer Story Apologize for its Mehness, I would also Like to say Thankyou for reading this. I hope it was a good read. -Mazrealn (Mah Ree El)]

[Edit; In case anyone is questioning the Title its in Reference To a Midsummers Night Dream.]

I had the hugest grin on my face by the time I read the first “shatter.” (which drew odd looks at my job =P )

That was a very interesting read! At some points it was a bit hard to follow grammatically and hard to keep a mental picture of the entire story with so many things happening seemingly all at once, but even still it was …

Hm, I can’t think of any more fitting word. It was fun! It was fun to read, as if the characters were enjoying themselves and I could vicariously enjoy myself reading it.

Its easy to see the work you put into this, and it was definitely enjoyable so thanks a lot for posting it. And double-thanks for the shoutout, it really means alot and made me feel extra proud!

(P.S. If that Sylvari was who I think it was, I’m so honored! )

Chaos Archangel.5071:

I had the hugest grin on my face by the time I read the first “shatter.” (which drew odd looks at my job =P )

That was a very interesting read! At some points it was a bit hard to follow grammatically and hard to keep a mental picture of the entire story with so many things happening seemingly all at once, but even still it was …

Hm, I can’t think of any more fitting word. It was fun! It was fun to read, as if the characters were enjoying themselves and I could vicariously enjoy myself reading it.

Its easy to see the work you put into this, and it was definitely enjoyable so thanks a lot for posting it. And double-thanks for the shoutout, it really means alot and made me feel extra proud!

(P.S. If that Sylvari was who I think it was, I’m so honored! )

Thankyou for The critique and yes that Sylvari was yours, Some of the scenes were a bit of a Zone Fall (hard to split my mind from the story as I write as Visually I am in the story) so Grammatically I tend to run on a bit.