Chapter Five: The Sword of Suna

 

  

Above all else, Ely’s fingers ached to hold the hilt of the Sword of Suna, which rested in the Tower of Suna high above Land Gate.

His thoughts had lingered over it during his whole voyage north, the most magnificent of blades that had been passed down from the hand of the father to the hand of the sun in a direct line of heritage dating back to the dark years before Amlor became what it had become, before the old gods lifted their harsh justice from the fate of man.

Although Ely’s by birth rite, the sword still belonged to the King.

Blyord, however, had convinced the king (when the king was first crowned) to relinquish is claim to the sword, so that the sword’s ownership would pass on to his first born – which turned out to be Ely.

“This is not the time for that magic blade to be unsheathed” Blyord argued, “lest you be tempted to use it for a lesser purpose. Renounce it.”

None, not even the ever-wise Blyord, knew the whole of the tale that had brought about the demise of Suna, forcing her to pass her powers into the body of a single blade to be born by future champions on her behalf on earth.

Amlor early on had foreseen a day when he would have to gather his earthly forces against Suna.

Perhaps none understood completely what went wrong, perhaps some flaw in the fabric of creation, and unsuspecting other power which had twisted the designs of the three great gods into something other than any of them had intended.

The elves called its “Yathos Mincus,” or the division of races.

The dwarves called it Ulam or the waking.

The elves long suspected that happened began as a plot by Suna that went completely wrong.

The dwarves claimed that this other power was a product of Kotine (chaos) itself, rising up to twist the designs the gods had made, wresting control from their hosts, allowing each race to develop its own consciousness – no longer tied to the will of the god that created them.

From this, the dwarves believed, came the root of real evil, and alternative races with powers that far exceeded those they imitated.

This evil imitation, they called Thaos-meind or The Mistake.

It was these evil elements Suna later harnessed to build her queendom on earth. She became the goddess of evil, and when she appeared finally in human form, she was so utterly beautiful and horrible, none who gazed upon her could resist her influence.

At first, few realized that this queen was really the goddess on earth, nor understood her evil intent.

Some elves of the higher orders suspected truth and managed to survive by hiding themselves from her. But the dwarves were fully deceived, and this eventually led to the great war.

The elves prevailed; but not without cost.

Suna died at their hands, forcing the remaining three gods to meet.

While Suna had broken her promise to refrain from direct interference with the world, the other gods could not blame her completely for what had transpired.

The new fierce independence of their creations terrified them.

Amlor and Toush ordered the elves banished to remote areas of Clyan, out from their sacred lands, surrendering their rule over watery regions the gods had given them.

Some elves, the red elves, rebelled, refusing to leave their sacred lands, using what powers they possessed to defy the gods.

Some elves, known as the gray elves, gave up their magic in exchange for freedom to wander as they would, their punishment to never cease their wandering without rest or real home, often envisioning themselves as victims of prejudice and malice.

Only those known at the high elves acceded to the will of the gods, and for this received some forgiveness. They were given three jewels by which they could still be masters of their small lands. These jewels became known at the Jewels of Lana, Lade and Krath. Each had differing powers. The Jewel of Lana controlled the waters of the gulf and its tributaries and was often thought to be the jewel of the ruling race.

The Jewel of Lade was one of communication and gave its elves the ability to speak to those beyond the sea and even directly to the gods themselves.

The Jewel of Krath was one of craft, the ability of its elves to create things of magic.

When used together, the three jewels were said to be great enough to keep evil at bay.

The dwarves and men were never really punished for their part in the slaying of Suna (who in passing her power onto the sword had become mortal). Dwarves and men had already split themselves into numerous races, which the gods saw as punishment enough.

But for all this, evil was not vanquished even with the death of Suna, and the remaining gods grieved for their inability to return to the surface of the world. Amlor and Toush foresaw a time when evil would destroy their creations.

Eventually, they decided to put an end to the world, but not a permanent end.

Suna, while alive, had wanted to end the world with fire. The two remaining gods decided to put the world to sleep by creating the Great Winter – in which men, elf, dwarf and their evil imitations would slumber giving the gods time to ponder on a possible solution.

While winter came, these races resisted sleep in various ways. And the power of Suna passed on into the hands of men through her sword.

Blyord knew the sword was dangerous to use, even if he didn’t fully comprehend why, seeing it as more as a deterrent than a weapon of war.

“Other people know we have it,” he told the young king. “We do not need to wield it.”

In truth, Blyord did not trust the young king’s lust for glory, and why later, he worked to make certain that Ely became heir to it rather than the even more ambitious Ajax. Some believe he cast a spell to make certain Ely emerged from the birth canal first, making him heir instead of Ajax.

Age, perhaps folly, divided the king from the wizard, and in later years, the king regretted his choice and blamed Blyord for deceiving him.

Initially, Ely wanted to retrieve the sword before his venturing south, and Blyord, as he had advised his father, argued against it.

“Not yet,” the wizard said. “Not until doom hangs over Amlor.”

“I will not relinquish my claim over the sword the way my father did,” Ely told the wizard.

“I have not yet asked you to, though a time may come when I might have to,” the wizard said. “Neither you nor your father have any good purpose for such a weapon.”

In this, Ely felt the same pang of loss his father had felt, since legend claimed that the king who finally raises the sword in battle will become Amlor’s greatest king.

Yet generation after generation, the sword remained unused.

Ely believed the time had come to use the sword and had come back for that very purpose.

 

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