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Landsbyen -Into the North- an epic poem 53

“Good Councilman, I believe that my father created a vault somewhere in this room at the same time that he commissioned the stained glass window to be installed. I believe that as the sun rises it will beam a light through the sun in the window and then through the crystal in the sun on the top of the throne and show us where the secret vault is located.” He touched on the lullaby only briefly to make it clear that he was the only one who could have known about the vault. Dyndoeth, meanwhile, interjected comments here and there, “and further more only the true son of Erlenkönig will be able to open the vault.” That in itself will prove that I am his son and heir to his throne, but I also think that there will be additional evidence in the vault.” “Who is to say that you are the only one who can open this, so called, secret vault?” Demanded Rian, “If in fact you are Erlenkönig's son.” “That is an excellent question, Rian, I encourage you to try opening it before I do. If you would like, Seileach, please allow each of the Councilman to try to open it prior to me.” A worried look spread across DynDoeth's face as he caught the eye of Joulupukki. The half elf turned toward DynDoeth at an angle that hid him from the Council, “I have to extend the time, I have yet to figure it out. I don't believe any of them will be able to open it anyway.” His voice he kept low so no one else could hear. Suddenly, he saw the expression change on Dyndoeth face and turned to look at the throne. The sun's beams pierced the image on the stained glass window and cast a light directly into the crystal on the top of the throne creating a rainbow prism effect on the floor in front of the chair. They all watched as the rainbow slowly disappeared leaving an intense white light that burned a spot on the floor about ten feet farther in front of the throne than he had expected. Two of the Council Guards gasped as the light blinked out and smoke rose from the floor tile. Immediately Rian jumped to his feet and swiftly moved to the burnt tile. Without a word he sent blast after blast of his magic into the tile. Bits of stone shattered and flew in all directions. The Councilmen had to create shields of magic to protect themselves. Seileach screamed at Rian, “Stop this craziness!” Rian hesitated but a moment to reply, “I am only doing what the half-ling suggested,” Before attacking the floor again. He used his power in every way he could, to try to not only open, but destroy the vault. If there was information proving the claims of the half elf, he wanted it gone. They all watched and even drew closer to the vault but as Rian blasted it with his power it glowed with a cool blue white glow. The more fiercely he attacked it the brighter it glowed. His anger grew with each failed attack. “I will not be undone by you and your charnel again.” he screamed to no one! Finally Rian fell to the floor as his energy was completely depleted. His effort left only a large hole on one side of the Vault. Joulupukki turned to the Erin Elf.

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