Keeonean wields power beyond natural.

This mayhaps does nay come as a surprise to people, but rest assured that I was impressed in a frightening way this last Saturday eve when Keeonean launched an attack on the Empath Abbey of Yew. Word reached me as I was sitting in the Owl's Eye in Deepwater that the evil Keeonean had attacked the abbey. With my magical abilities the abbey was only two steps away. I could hear the noise of mayhem and battle coming from outside the Abbey and started to run down the hall. In the corner of my eye I saw a huge shape laying in one of the libraries. An ettin had been killed and had pulled the door straight out of its sockets when it received the mortal strike and fell backwards. On one of the stairs I saw the first human corpse. One of the defenders had been slain, possibly battling with the ettin. My heart was filled with anger and hatred against these vicious attackers when I exited the abbey and looked out, over the mayhem outside.

Everywhere fighters were fending off orcs attacking them. I stood there in the middle of the battle for awhile. The fighting parties didn't seem to mind me standing there, perhaps neither one of them saw me as a threat.

All of a sudden I heard a whistling sound and had only time to throw myself aside. Beside me on his black steed sat Keeonean and his sword that he lashed down on me had cut deep into my shoulder. The pain was almost unbearable and when I looked up a visage of pure horror met me. Keeonean sat there with his awful grin laughing at me. I scrambled to my feet and darted off, holding down my arm and trying to stop it from bleeding. With some magical power I succeeded in closing the wound, but I had become weakened. I continued to run when the first wave of fire hit me from behind. I could sense the foul and corrupted usage of magic that Keeonean used to summon the fire and felt its burn. I used magic to heal myself again, but he only laughed and commanded his orcish fiends to attack with even more strength.

A few of them recognised me as a target. I could barely throw up the a shield of raw power between me and the orcs when I saw Alexandra sitting on the other side. He was playing his lute taunting Keeonean and pointing out his weaknesses to the orcs around. He even lied to the orcs about the dark horseman to the point where quite a few orcs turned the other way and started to approach Keeonean with bloodlust in their eyes. Then I heard his cry over the battlefield. "I shall battle you another day" Alexandra shouted and disappeared with energies of the recall still lingering in the air.

Alone and cornered, with the wall of energy as only protection between the raging horde and myself, I decided that it was for the best to retreat and find myself a steed. I left hearing the taunting words of the orcs that shook their weapons towards me. When I returned on the back of my trusted Oak the first word I heard was that a dragonrider had appeared and driven Keeonean away from the battlefield. Once again I stood surveying the battlefield, trying to help where I could.

Many were the forces that had been mustered this day. Guardsmen Militia of Yew, Custodes Fati, CLOWNs, Eternal Knights of the Circle, Deepwater Guards, Deepwater citizens, People of Sosaria and many many more formed a united force against the evils. Orcs from the Severed Heads and undead from the Followers of Tizumat were also seen. Whether they battled with Keeonean or against him in some twisted rivalry could nay be distinguished.

We battled for a long time, and everyone started to get weary. I stood by the doors to the Abbey when he came riding from the south. Wearing a red deer mask and wielding a red staff he came riding on his horse. I had only heard word of him earlier and this was the first time I saw him with my own eyes. There was indeed something with him that was held an awesome presence. People started yelling. "Jacob is here!" "Fear not good people, Jacob has arrived!" "Now we can win, Jacob fights along our side."

The battle raged on but people had found the spirit again and in the end the good people of Yew stood victorious. Jacob told the masses that he would be back and then he rode off. He mentioned something about visiting Deepwater, but as I rode off to secure myself a rune to assist him he had already decided on some other course of action.

Jacob is amongst us following his own decisions. We can hope that he has the power to withstand the evil Keeonean. Even if he doesn't I will certainly serve the Abbey and her monks with what little knowledge I have. I call upon the good people of Sosaria to do the same since the Abbey has held its defences for us it is now time to lend her a hand to assist in times of trouble. Together we shall put an end to this Keeonean and his perverted ways.