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I am Luna King, the Emerald Knight. I am only a child, but I have seen more than any child has seen. I watched my mother and father fall with my home in Mistral City. I watched it burn. I have seen death. I am a warrior and Israphel is my target.

I wished I hadn't left my bow at Lastwatch Hold. It would have been useful. A Creeper jumped around, stalking me from afar. I coughed up sand. I couldn't stay in the Desert for much longer or it would ruin my lungs. I looked at my old emerald sword. It wasn't much, but I loved her. I heard a hiss. The Creeper found me. I swore and swung my sword, knocking it to the ground. It bulged with expanding sulphur and I ran. The explosion caught me in the leg and knocked me down. Sand and grit filled my mouth and a sharp pain sot through me. The leg was definitely broken. I would have to get back to Icaria for a doctor. How could I reach Icaria from here with a broken leg? I heard a thud as an arrow hit the ground next to me, and I threw my sword at the skeleton, knocking it's skull off. I crawled over to the pile of bones and reached for my sword. I saw a number of armoured zombies coming for me and I stood up, ignoring the pain and swinging my sword at the undead horde. I was sure I was about to die. I collapsed, fainting from the incredible pain and screaming. I remember a flash of blue light. And then nothing.

I woke up in a tent. It was nothing special, a 5x5x5 dirt hut with a window and a wood door. There was a painting of a pig on the wall and a very beautiful young lady. I stood up and a sharp pain tore through my leg. I lay back down and held my sword, feeling the sharp tip and feeling a little better. An old man with a white beard and a staff came into the room and sat down at the end of my bed. He was followed by a young man holding what appeared to be a stick with a diamond at the end and then by a black woman with something in her mouth - a cigarette? - and a strange look in her eye. The old man shook my hand. "Hello, Luna," he said. I sat up. "How did you know my name?" He smiled. "You talk in your sleep. I'm Aravius, wizard and part-time Skylord, and this is my apprentice Kenneth Fireblast." The young man frowned. "Fireheart," he replied. Aravius nodded. "He was the one who saved you." Kenneth shrugged. "It was a mistake. I was supposed to be teleporting a redstone lamp." "And instead you saved a life. Be proud, Kenneth! Anyway, this is Madame Nubescu. She nursed you back to health." The black lady nodded. "Dats true, ladee." I smiled. "Thank you, all of you." Aravius grinned. "So, what were you doing in the middle of the Desert, young lady?" My smile melted. "Top secret." Aravius nodded as if he understood. "Then I won't bother you about it. In the meantime, rest. We'll take you to Icaria when you've recovered." I tried to stand up. "Impossible," I replied, "I have unfinished business to attend to in the Desert." Aravius shook his head no. "You're too young to be in the Desert." I pulled out my sword. "I'm young only in years, sorceror. If you don't mind, I want some privacy." "Then you shall have it. Kenneth, Rose, let us go. Oh, and I hope you recover soon, child. I want you awake to see the Skyhold at sunrise. It's an impressive sight." I was shocked. "The Skyhold? But - that's a myth!" "So are the Sands. Good day, Luna King." Aravius left and I was left to ponder the increasingly tenuous veil between truth and legend.

Legend of the Emerald BladeEdit


It was one of the most beautiful sights I'd seen since I was six and my mom took me up to her airship, the Luna Moth, for the first time. I gazed upon the sparkling ocean and the Tiki Isles below, but the Skyhold itself was what took my breath away. The Trials of Ice sparkled unfazed by the tropical heat and protected by the magic that held this castle - no, city - in the sky. In the Trial of Fire, flames erupted as Tiki Islanders wanting to be Skylords attempted to pass the revamped trials. My view of the Trial of Earth was blocked, but I could inagine it was utterly beautiful. Aravius walked up to me. "Glad to see you feeling better, young lady." I straightened. "Hello, Aravius. Enjoying the heat?" He smiled. "Never felt better. It can get surprisingly chilly in Icaria. By the way, I'd like you to meet some people." I followed him into the main building.

Many people of various races were sitting around a table arguing, but they stood up when Aravius arrived. "Luna, meet Skylord Lysander." I shook his hand. "My mom told me so much about you." He nodded. "Did I know her?" "Yes," I sighed, "her name was Amber." The smile faded from his face. "I'm sorry." There was a brief silence. He cleared his throat. "I'm not sure if you knew this, but Amber was my sister." I was shocked. "Does- does that make you m-my uncle?" He smiled. "Indeed it does. I'm sorry my sister never told you. She was a tad embarrassed to admit she was related to me. You see, I also have a brother who-" A fat man in pink shorts walked up to me. "Jasper. Nice to meet you, kid." He walked away, and an Elf walked up to me. "Skylord Sven of Highwind City. It's a beautiful place, built high in the trees of a jungle at the far end of the Wall. And this is Skylord Cate. She's a Villager." Cate nodded. "Nice to meet you, Luna. I knew your parents. They were good people, James and Amber. We'll miss them." Everybody hung their heads. I couldn't take it anymore. I excused myself and left the room, and I ran back to the tent crying.

A couple days later, Kenneth brought me some Jaffa Cakes. "I'm not hungry," I said. He put the cakes down. "In case you change your mind." He turned to leave. "How are you related to him?" He froze. "I beg your pardon?" "You know what I'm talking about, Kenneth FIREBLAST!!" I stood, sword at the ready. "Jock Fireblast destroyed my home and murdered my mother, and he snuck a vampire onto the Skyhold. That vampire bit Vitali and turned him into a vampire. Vitali killed my father. No wonder you're so ashamed of your last name!" "I should go-" "FACE ME, YOU COWARD," I yelled, "HOW ARE YOU RELATED TO HIM!?!" He fell down, knocking over the Jaffa Cakes. "Jock Fireblast is my brother!" He stood up. "And I'm just as ashamed of him as you are. I killed him once with my bare hands! And I'd do it again in a minute." He left the tent, and I felt like a little girl holding a sword. Which I was.


"Mommy, who made the sun?" We were walking down the streets of Mistral City as the sun rose on the horizon. "Notch, of course," she said, "Notch made the world in seven days. You know that!" I smiled. "Yes, mommy." We reached the staircase. A guard stood at the door. "Please let my daughter pass." He smoked a pipe. "On whos orders?" "Skylord Amber, first class, Skyhold Council." The man nodded. "Of course, madam." He unlocked the door. "Enjoy." We climbed up the ladders and I stood on the top of the world. It was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. The sun rose above the dreaming spires of Mistral and I took in the clean, fresh air. "It's beautiful, mommy." She smiled. "Yes, it is." She picked me up. "Now, I want to show you the Luna Moth." I smiled. "Okay, mommy." We walked over the walkway. Lysander looked at me and nodded. He was talking to Skylord Vimes. "So you're saying you say two people on an island?" Vimes nodded. "Yes, sir, and a giant "Help" sign made out of torches. I wanted to report it before I tried to rescue them." Lysander nodded. "An old friend of mine, Knight Peculier, told me two friends of him are missing. What did they look like?" "A dwarf and a spaceman." We passed out of listening range, and anyway I wasn't paying too much attention. The Luna Moth wasn't a big ship, but she was beautiful, born to fly. We climbed aboard and I ran to the Captain's Room. Mom picked me up and put me in the chair. "Someday, my little Luna Moth," she said, "someday, this ship will be yours." I smiled. "I know, mommy." She lifted me up again. "Well, time to go. Your daddy might get worried, you know how protective he is about you." I nodded, and we headed back for the ladder. I looked at the Luna Moth smiling. Someday, she would be mine.

I awoke during the night to the sound of lightning. Kenneth appeared in the room in a flash of blue light. "What time is it?" he asked. I checked my clock. "Midnight." "CRUMBS!" he yelled, "It was supposed to be dawn! And I was supposed to be in the Adaventure, Aravius' ship!" He turned to leave. "Wait, Kenneth." He turned. "I'm sorry about getting mad at you. I just- well, I got-" He shushed me. "I understand. My sister Angel died in Mistral City. She was helping some lady, Ms. Miggins, find her cat. She was murdered by Grimjaw Slugface, a cultist. I know what its like to lose someone you love." I nearly cried, but I held back my tears. "Thank you." He smiled and left, mumbling something about levitating. I lay down and cried until I fell asleep.


I followed the man out of Icaria. I knew who he was. He looked around to see if he was being followed, and I hid behind a bench. He shook his head and continued on his trip. I looked to see him pull it out. I knew it! He held Karpath's Sword. Obviously, he had stolen it from the museum. But what was he planning to use it for? A trophy? Did it have some sort of magical powers? He ran to a pig and saddled it, pulling a Carrot on a Stick out of his pack. The pig began heading for the Wall. He was going to the Desert. I waited until he was out f hearing range and I saddled another pig. "Follow him," I whispered in it's ear. The pig complied and we headed out.

I walked to the zepellin docks and examined the Luna Moth. I saw Skylord Cate moving around inside. She had been assigned to this ship. But it wasn't her ship. It was Skylord Amber's ship. It was my mommy's ship. I climbed aboard, remembering that day when I first boarded the Luna Moth six years ago. "She named the ship after you, you know," said a voice, "not the other way around." I turned around and saw Lysander standing behind me. "Amber loved you madly. She was a very good Skylord and a wonderful mother." Lysander sighed. "But I didn't come to ask you about her. Aravius wants to know what you were doing in the Desert." I sighed. "I suppose I can trust him." Lysander smiled. "That's my Luna Moth!" He said it just like my father used to.


I never tried to climb over the Wall before. It was very difficult. I had to put up a cobblestone pillar and then jump, then climb over the other end clinging on for dear life. Night was falling. I knew I shouldn't have stayed at Verigan's Hold for so long. By now, he was probably miles away. Suddenly, I slipped and fell. I grabbed the Wall inches away from the ground and landed on my back. It hurt like nether, but nothing was broken. I was just a bit winded. I stood up and polished the tip of my sword, and I began following his footprints.

"You know why I called you here," said Aravius on the bridge of the Adaventure. I nodded. "Be brief. I should have left for the Desert already." He nodded. "The Desert. What were you doing there anyway? Who are you, anyway? Where do you live?" I didn't budge. "I am Luna Moth King, the Emerald Knight. I have no home. It was destroyed by Israphel." Aravius nodded. "I'm sorry." I turned to face him. "You want to know what I was doing in the Desert? Well, I'll tell you. I was in Icaria…"


I stood in the alley. I watched the man I had been following for the past three hours walk down the street. He had taken off his Creeper mask half an hour ago, and I had finally seen his face. That face had been burned into my memory long ago. I hated that face. He was on the move. I followed him.

We entered the museum and he walked down the hallway. The closing bells were ringing, but he ignored them. So did I. He walked into the storage area where they were cleaning the exhibits. A man walked up to him. "I'm sorry, sir," he said, "but you aren't allowed-" He would never finish his sentence. He burst into flames and was reduced to ashes in seconds. The others turned to flee. "Don't move," the man said, "or you will burn in the Nether." He walked to the chest and pulled something out. He waved. "Good day, gentleman." A Creeper appeared wielding an axe, and suddenly the room filled with TNT. I ran just as the blast tote through the room and flames erupted to engulf the museum.

I followed the trail of particles until the Invisibility Potion wore off. There he stood. He began walking towards the edge of Icaria, and I followed him. What had he stolen from the museum, and why? I had to find out. I continued following him. I promised myself that as soon as I had solved this mystery, I would kill him.


I was hiding in the old ruins of Lastwatch Hold. He was standing there checking his clock. Suddenly, I felt hot in the back. I whirled around in time to kill a Blaze. I shuddered. What was a Blaze doing in the Overworld? I got a cold feeling. I walked down to where the Blaze had come from and where the man had gone a few minutes ago - a strange little cobblestone cellar with light coming from it. Glowstone. I crawled down the ladder and saw it - a Hellgate. I got out a bucket of water from my backpack and splashed it, but nothing happened. They must have upgraded it. I crawled out, putting my bow in a chest while I got out a crafting table and quickly fashioned a crude diamond pick. I returned to the cellar and destroyed a block of the obsdian frame, shattering the portal. Suddenly, I heard a hiss. The axe-wielding Creeper, definitely the one they called the Creeper Boss, was after me. I bolted and ran as fast as I could. But in my haste, I had forgotten about the man. He saw me and spawned a dozen Blazes. They started fireballing me as I ran. I stabbed and slashed, instinctively reaching for my bow. But it wasn't there. I ran towards the hold, but there was a battalion of Creepers headed straight for me. I turned and ran between the Blazes and the Creepers. One of the Blazes floated closer and fireballed me. I ducked and the fireball hit a Creeper, igniting it abd causing a chain reaction. They all exploded, taking out half the Blazes with them. One Creeper emerged unscathed and walked towards me. I ran, taking out my old, beat up bow and loading it with 12 arrows. I hit each Blaze twice in the heart, and none of them survived. I picked up two Blaze Rods as I ran in the man's trail.

I wished I hadn't left my bow at Lastwatch Hold. It would have been useful. A Creeper jumped around, stalking me from afar. I coughed up sand. I couldn't stay in the Desert for much longer or it would ruin my lungs. I looked at my old emerald sword. It wasn't much, but I loved her. I heard a hiss. The Creeper found me. I swore and swung my sword, knocking it to the ground. It bulged with expanding sulphur and I ran. The explosion caught me in the leg and knocked me down. Sand and grit filled my mouth and a sharp pain sot through me. The leg was definitely broken. I would have to get back to Icaria for a doctor. How could I reach Icaria from here with a broken leg? I heard a thud as an arrow hit the ground next to me, and I threw my sword at the skeleton, knocking it's skull off. I crawled over to the pile of bones and reached for my sword. I saw a number of armoured zombies coming for me and I stood up, ignoring the pain and swinging my sword at the undead horde. I was sure I was about to die. I collapsed, fainting from the incredible pain and screaming. I remember a flash of blue light. And then nothing


I stood in the little hot air balloon looking at the desert below. Kenneth stood next to me on one side and Aravius at the other. "You don't have to do this," I said. They laughed. "I won't let you risk your life out there without a little protection," said Kenneth, "besides, I need some training in the field." Aravius nodded. "The Desert is sleeping," he said, "but beware, for it is a very dangerous place. You are well trained, Kenneth." He sighed. "But Aravius," he complained, "I'm a failure!" He turned to Kenneth. "You fool," he said, "you are blind to your own skill! But you will find out for yourself. There is, I'm afraid, little I can do besides guide you on your journey. Good luck." He stepped off the hot air balloon. "You'll need it," he mumbled.

"I should have brought an extra bottle of water," mumbled Kenneth, "and that's a scorpion in my boots, I think." I payed him no attention. I could see the little Obsidian tower in the distance. "Almost there," I said. "That's a scorpion, alright," said Kenneth. The Adaventure hovered above, ready to provide assistance when needed. I heard a groaning sound and whirled to cut down a pair of zombies. Kenneth fired a bolt of crimson light, but it missed. However, it hit a Creeper behind us and killed it instantly. I grabbed up some gunpowder and a record. Evidently, Creepers are music fans. "Good job, kenneth," I said. "Should have hit the zombies," he mumbled. The sky turned a shade of orange as the sun set on the horizon. "Let's get in," I said, 'before we get killed by spiders. Or worse."


We hacked, slashed and mined our way down the sandstone corridor until we hit Netherrack. "Not good," I mumbled. I slashed through and emerged in a little Netherrack space with a Hellgate at the center. The room was full of Zombie Pigmen. "Act casual," I mumbled, "no sudden moves." We walked carefully through the room towards the Hellgate, easing our way through the porky, undead horde. Suddenly, I heard a disgusting crunching sound. I looked down. My metal boots had crushed one of the Pigmen's feet. They turned towards us, looking at the broken foot and then back at me. I swore and drew my sword as the swarm enveloped us in undead bacon.

Aravius appeared out of nowhere and fired bolts of red light at the Pigmen, striking with his wand repeatedly. The Pigmen's attention started to shift toeards him. "Kenneth," he yelled, "use your magic!" Kenneth shook his head. "I don't care what you say," he yelled, "I'm a pathetic wizard!" Aravius shook his head sadly. "Your mistakes," he eplained, "how many times have they saved your life." "A lot," said Kenneth, "but that was chance. Chaos, if you will." Aravius grinned, firing another red bolt and striking a Pigman down. "Chaos," he said, "that's exactly it." Kenneth's eyes grew wide. "You mean-" "Exactly," said Aravius, "chaos magic, controlling the unpredictable! That's your gift! My, would Fumblemore be proud!" Kenneth tentatively held out his wand. "What about you?" he asked as I sliced a Pigman's head off. Aravius smiled sadly. "I'll be fine." Kenneth looked at him, and his eyes grew wide. "No," he said, "you can't-" I knew what he was thinking. I punched him in the arm and his wand shot out a bluish light. It struck the Netherrack and lit it on fire. We fell back through the portal as it all went up in flames. I saw Aravius look at me and smile before he was gone forever.


He stood at the edge of the obsidian platform. In the distance, I could see a Nether Fortress and a massive Obsidian castle reaching out the top. I could see a pale-faced man in front of him. "Oh Notch," said Kenneth, "Israphel!" Fortunately, Kenneth had cast an Invisibility Spell somehow and we stood watching. "Master," he said, bowing, "I present this to you." He handed Israphel a warhammer. Verigan's Fist! He stood with his new weapon. "This weapon slayed my third avatar," said the dark lord, "and now I wield it with pride. I know you have Karpath's Sword, my servant." He turned to him. "But you have proved yourself worthy of wielding it. Take off the mask." He did. I winced. He was Jock Fireblast. He killed my parents. He burned Mistral City. Without him, none of this would have ever happened. I readhed for my sword. "NO!" yelled Kenneth. Israphel's head turned. Fireblast whipped out a wand and yelled "IGNIS MAXIMIAN!!" Fire caught on the Netherrack and raced towards us. Kenneth grabbed my hand as the flames consumed us and he raised his wand. "Aravius," he said, "thank you for all you taught me. If you can hear me, then let the forces of chaos deliver us from this madness." The flames vanished, and we stood in a little walkway.

"Where are we?" I asked. I heard noises down the hallway. I recognized them. I drew my sword. A Blaze walked in our direction shooting fireballs over our head. "We're in the most dangerous place in the universe," said Kenneth Fireblast, "the lair of Israphel."


To be continued in Part 2 of The Emerald Knight's adventures!

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