The Legendary Shaper Canopus
Wait, wait, wait. So, what is this all about?
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Why bother going in here if you don't know what it is? Alright, it is a special page to thank Enraged Slith (Shaper Canopus) for giving me 32 free items on TF2.
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Summary: An unknown Shaper known under the name "Merilad", sets out an adventure to find out about Shaper Canopus and about his happenings. He starts as a wanderer, then suddenly, drinks a ginger ale and falls asleep for many, many years. He became a great help to Alwan. And now, he is pursuing Ghaldring to get a magical mirror, and finally satisfy his curiosity.
The Legendary Shaper Canopus: Intro and The Dawn
Description: Merilad admires a legendary Shaper, whom he knows is alive. He tries to find remains and bits of clues to finally meet Shaper Canopus
Plot: Geneforge 2, 5
{Enraged Slith's} impression: ["It was entertaining"- On chatting at Steam] ["Thanks, man, that was magnificent."- A part of the message sent in SpiderWeb Software]
A dedicated story to Enraged Slith for offering me 32 free items on Team Fortress 2
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Shaper Canopus, a man of legend and generosity, was renowned for many centuries by his power and wealth. Many are talking about him now, yes.
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So I, an unknown man, in mysterious, shadowy robes, I am aged and as always, seen as a wanderer. Yes, I have heard of Shaper Canopus, a man of normal height, with a remarkable, rugged beard, with his face, usually hidden at his cowl. But his appearance is not folly. He has seen uncountable battles and experiences. He is special and unusual for a Shaper. He can live for eternity, without dying of old age, he can memorize a hundred words in a minute , he can summon rare and new creatures, from different universes, most of all, his powers and capabilities are even beyond the best archmage's. He is the trunk of the Shapers, whenever, the Shapers fall, he helps them stand up again. Although, many centuries had passed, we have heard no sign of him. So I am here to find his fame and fortune-; or maybe Canopus himself.
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It is another foggy day on Storm Plains. I packed my tent and moved along. I haven't reached a mile, when, a group of servile takers, armed with swords and javelins, approached me. They attacked without notice. My black, Shaper robe is my resemblance as an enemy. The first attacker had dual twin knives, he swiftly and gracefully hacked my body, the second attacker, had a greatsword, which she used to cut off my arm. I knelt at the ground, looking beaten. The female servile, the second attacker was about to decapitate my head, stopped at a sudden. I was snickering crazily, my wounds regenerating, my arm, turning into a black, liquid mass, jumped to my arm and reformed as my arm again. I stood up once again, the group of serviles, terrified. Still, they tried to kill me, it is a very big price for them, when they've slain a Shaper. The female with the greatsword, tried to sweep me off my feet, but I blasted her, she was thrown to a nearby boulder. My right hand, glowing bright and bluish, gave the serviles another wave of fright. They did not hesistate to fight once more. They ran, as if they have seen an incoming storm. The female servile, paralyzed from the blast looked at me with pure terror. I asked her one question "Have you heard of Shaper Canopus?" She answered "I...I have heard of him. He brought disaster to my family and race. I will kill him, even if it costs my life. I've last heard of him, near Sucia Island, where he is doi--;" Her terror squeezed little information about Canopus. She stopped talking. I left her, and wandered.
I traveled to Sharon's grove. As usual, the group of vlishes and clawbugs, checking the area often. I walked straight into Sharon's home. She was very cross, not that I said "Will you marry me?" not that. She was walking back and forth, lost in thoughts with a paper in her hand. She noticed me enter her house, and asked me what I'm doing. She added "Could you get me a rare graymold? I would pay you a really healthy price. Accept it, don't decline, or you are not welcome here anymore." I wandered off quickly, some money would do good on my travels, I said to myself. So I went near the rising bridge, hoping to get what she wants. Suddenly, my eyes caught something I really desired... GINGER ALE!!! I took it, wait, it was hanging on a tree branch?! And drank it, I felt really woozy and fell asleep into the nearby nearby bridge. (Wtf happened?)
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So I woke up early sunshine. It was different. I'm here at a merchant's shop, lying around. I stood up, took a peek into the windows, and saw, snow and more buildings. It was very peculiar. I looked around, and walked outside and saw a sign. It was very strange, I am in the Whitespires. I went to a fortress named Isenwood Spire. I entered it and I was instantly greeted with warmth. I stood around and walked straight to anywhere I'll be. Suddenly, I was caught in sight by Guardian Manola. She nimbly grabbed a sword and pointed it at my throat. I stopped walking. She said "Who told you to enter?" I lied, convincing her enough "Your Master has invited me to negotiate, would you really like to fall into consequences for delaying my time?" She sheaths her sword and snorts "Haggard...". I went to where Rawal was sitting. He looked at me without emotion. Finally, he says "Who are you? A mercenary? Alright, I'll pay you a nice sack, full of coins if you help me, as well as you better get out of my hair. Now, go to the Storm Plains and go help Alwan. Once you finish, stay there. Now go!" I traveled to Storm Plains, again. After a few this-and-thats, I entered Perikalia and to Stormhold. "Storm Plains has changed." I said to myself as I approached Alwan's throne. Alwan looks at me with delight, "It seems someone powerful and interesting has entered my faction at last. You must prove yourself by supporting Fort Rockfall." I went to Fort Rockfall and saw many, many assaulting creatures and soldiers. I rushed to the battle and rained several shocking bolts of magic at the rebels, until they were soundly beaten. The remaining fled. The Shapers were surprised to see a stranger help them, then they asked for my name. I didn't respond, I simply told them to be more vigilant and alert. I stayed with them at Fort Rockfall.
It was the beginning of another day, when we heard alarms and angry grunting of creations. The rebels were charging at no doubt, an excellent condition. The soldiers in our barracks went out and retaliated, I pushed them back, to their lines, by burning them until no one stood against us. It happened for many more weeks until no rebel had the chance to destroy Fort Rockfall.
I went back to Alwan's place, this time, he is grinning. "Your help is too much for us, I must announce that you are officially a Shaper, not some wandering hermit." He snapped his fingers, and a nice sack of gold and treasure was given to you. He then asked what I wanted more. I replied "I would like to know about Shaper Canopus, where he is now, or any information related to him." Alwan's smile faded. "I, don't know. But I'll tell you a very special secret one of my agents have found; A mirror that can generate images and tell whether a person is dead or alive. It is currently held by Ghaldring, of Gazaki-uss. He is auctioning it to neutral humans to purchase more powerful soldiers and weapons. By getting that mirror, you can help yourself and the Shapers."
I traveled quickly to Gazaki-uss. As soon as I reached the near entrance, I was already being aimed by bowmen, spearmen and javelineers. I took one more step, then they threw their missiles simultaneously. Surprisingly, at my bent back and aged situation, I dodged quickly, with lightning reflexes. A big man then threw at me a huge javelin at a speed, faster than sound. It penetrated through my chest and from the force, I was pinned to a desert tree. They cheered at my end, but it wasn't, really. Suddenly, they felt very chilly. An aura, brightly colored blue was radiating from my robes. The javelin that pinned me to the tree turned into ice. The desert sands become frost. In an instant, the terrified rebels and traveling animals turned into frozen ice statues. A blizzardy storm came by. I removed the javelin that pinned me, then I threw it. The huge hole on my body disappeared. I walked, with a grim posture into Gazaki-uss.
As I entered Gazaki-Uss, guards didn't move. They were held by frosts from the ground. And I don't think they're alive anymore. I entered Ghaldring's throne. His pylons keeping him warm. He looked and hissed at me angrily. "Ssso, you are after my mirror. FOOOL!!! You won't get it without a fight!" As he spoke, several group of Cryodrayks and Ur-Drakons appeared before him. They attacked at every angle, then they pounced on me until there was a really huge hill of reptiles. Ghaldring laughed like a madman. Then, a huge earthquake, with a magnitude more than 10, was shaking the ground. The pile of reptiles exploded and they were threw into the walls and pillars, then turning into stone. The earthquake then shook more. Ghaldring ran into the Inner Gazaki-Uss with his treasures and mostly the mirror. I flew after him, he then took something, a piece of rod, poked a bloody wall, and a magnificent, purple portal opened he quickly entered it. It is slowly shrinking, but I was right on time...
The Legendary Shaper Canopus:
The Entrance to Ermarian
Patience is a virtue...