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Arion smiled, another successful robbery. He gazed upon the caravan, its wheels studded in gold and gems. The wood finely polished and well kept. A rather wonderful target. He stepped over a few bodies, their blood on Arion's sharp dagger. Hmm, what wonderful loot have I gained today, he thought. Some lovely rings I hope.

The wood did not even creak as Arion hopped onto the caravan and went to open the door. What he saw surprised him, but only for a second. A beautiful young woman sat on the bench inside, quivering from fear. She stuttered as she spoke, "Wha-what do you want? Where is my family?" Arion smiled again, "Dead, all dead." The girl's eyes widened, their blue tint seeming to lose its color. "And as for you, young lady. You will join them shortly." Continued Arion. "Please, Please spare me! If it's the gold you want, take it all, just spare me!" Arion stood motionless for a moment, and then drew his dagger closer to the girl. She continued to beg, "Please! I know where more gold is, my family was rich, let me show you! Please!" Again, Arion stood still, seeming to contemplate the offer. Then he spoke, "No, this will be more fun."

The blade of the dagger, still warm from bathing in its previous victims, slid past the woman's throat, slicing flesh as it did so. The woman let out a high, piercing scream that shook the caravan and the trees around it. The scream was silenced and turned into a bloody bubbling noise as the dagger worked its way deeper. Slowly, her eyes became dull, the life flowing forever away from the body.
Arion took in a deep breath. "Ahhhh, that was fun! Now to plunder, how exciting!" He grabbed a leather bag from his pack and started filling it with gems and gold. He started picking off the gems off the wheel then soon turned to the bodies, taking off necklaces, pulling the rings off dead fingers, nothing was sacred.

Eventually he went back inside the carriage, to see what the girl had. Wrapped up in cloth, the girl held something to her chest, even at her last moments of life. Arion curiously unwrapped the cloth, seeing bits of blue and white in the process. Finally, the entire object was uncovered. It was a very large egg, pure white with a very light blue shine. I bet this fetches a lovely price at the market. He placed it carefully into his pouch.

----

Arion continued his life, killing surprised passersby and looting all they had. Sometimes simply for the thrill of the kill, other times for the gold. Every few days he took out the egg, why he kept it he didn't know. It intrigued him, for every day the egg had a slightly deeper blue shine to it. One day he brought it to an old woman who was said to know much about the world and its secrets. Through a deeply wrinkled face she uttered, "This is a precious egg indeed. It is of a very rare and magical creature said to be long extinct. Keep it safe."

He knows he could get a very high price for such an egg. Arion has even been to the market several times with the intention of selling it, but for some reason he always felt the urge to keep it with him.

----

It was a rather nice day. The sun was out, a slight cool breeze whispered through the trees, no rain or clouds in sight. Arion stopped looking at the clear, blue sky and turned his attention back to the matter at hand. He was wandering through the forest and encountered a few folks taking a stroll earlier. After toying with them for some time he finally used his dagger, killing them one by one. In one he drew some symbols on while the man was alive, screaming the entire time. On a second man he slowly removed the fingernails off, causing extreme pain to the victim. But in the end, all five wanderers were eventually killed and Arion decided to enjoy the weather.
Now that was done, Arion gathered up their stuff and resumed walking through the forest. He removed the egg from his pack to take a look at it. Today it was pure blue with a white shine. Interesting. The egg was slightly warm and continued to get warmer. Arion's eyes widened as the egg began to pulse a white glow. Minutes later, the egg was scorching hot as Arion threw it to the ground, but it did not break.

The egg began to crack, whatever was inside it emerging. The creature stood on two sharp, white talons. The legs white and light blue, strong and elegant. As it emerged from the egg, it began to slowly grow, spreading its wings wide. It continued to grow, its majestic body covered in blue and white flaming feathers. It stopped growing, now about twice the size of Arion. The flaming bird looked down at the man with its dark blue eyes, eyes that held the intelligence and wisdom beyond the ages. Without moving its beak, the bird spoke with a voice that was smooth and dangerous. "I am the White Phoenix, here to cleanse this world of its evil and putrid taint. You are an evil man, but you will be cleansed with my Holy Fire and become my vassal to spread my flame throughout the lands. Every living being will burn in my Flame and turn to ashes, but amid this state of death I shall bring you back, Reborn to this world pure and ready to spread my Fire. In this, it will be so. In this, we will live. In this, we will BURN!"

Arion finally gained control of his body over the fear and began to run. The White Phoenix spread its wings out wide and swallowed Arion whole, the man's screaming instantly quelled. The Phoenix began to burn more intense, the light alone catching fire to some nearby bushes. The flames rose so far and wide from the mythical bird, that it was just one large ball of white and blue fire. Suddenly the flames went out, only a large pile of ash to be seen.

Slowly, the ashes moved as a man emerged. The man was naked amid the ashes and resembled Arion, but his skin was pure white and hair pale silver. His eyes were deep blue and seemed to burn with an intense inner flame. The Phoenix Order has begun, let the purification begin.

Description
Arion smiled, another successful robbery. He gazed upon the caravan, its wheels studded in gold and gems. The wood finely polished and well kept. A rather wonderful target. He stepped over a few bodies, their blood on Arion's sharp dagger. Hmm, what wonderful loot have I gained today, he thought. Some lovely rings I hope.

The wood did not even creak as Arion hopped onto the caravan and went to open the door. What he saw surprised him, but only for a second. A beautiful young woman sat on the bench inside, quivering from fear. She stuttered as she spoke, "Wha-what do you want? Where is my family?" Arion smiled again, "Dead, all dead." The girl's eyes widened, their blue tint seeming to lose its color. "And as for you, young lady. You will join them shortly." Continued Arion. "Please, Please spare me! If it's the gold you want, take it all, just spare me!" Arion stood motionless for a moment, and then drew his dagger closer to the girl. She continued to beg, "Please! I know where more gold is, my family was rich, let me show you! Please!" Again, Arion stood still, seeming to contemplate the offer. Then he spoke, "No, this will be more fun."

The blade of the dagger, still warm from bathing in its previous victims, slid past the woman's throat, slicing flesh as it did so. The woman let out a high, piercing scream that shook the caravan and the trees around it. The scream was silenced and turned into a bloody bubbling noise as the dagger worked its way deeper. Slowly, her eyes became dull, the life flowing forever away from the body.
Arion took in a deep breath. "Ahhhh, that was fun! Now to plunder, how exciting!" He grabbed a leather bag from his pack and started filling it with gems and gold. He started picking off the gems off the wheel then soon turned to the bodies, taking off necklaces, pulling the rings off dead fingers, nothing was sacred.

Eventually he went back inside the carriage, to see what the girl had. Wrapped up in cloth, the girl held something to her chest, even at her last moments of life. Arion curiously unwrapped the cloth, seeing bits of blue and white in the process. Finally, the entire object was uncovered. It was a very large egg, pure white with a very light blue shine. I bet this fetches a lovely price at the market. He placed it carefully into his pouch.

----

Arion continued his life, killing surprised passersby and looting all they had. Sometimes simply for the thrill of the kill, other times for the gold. Every few days he took out the egg, why he kept it he didn't know. It intrigued him, for every day the egg had a slightly deeper blue shine to it. One day he brought it to an old woman who was said to know much about the world and its secrets. Through a deeply wrinkled face she uttered, "This is a precious egg indeed. It is of a very rare and magical creature said to be long extinct. Keep it safe."

He knows he could get a very high price for such an egg. Arion has even been to the market several times with the intention of selling it, but for some reason he always felt the urge to keep it with him.

----

It was a rather nice day. The sun was out, a slight cool breeze whispered through the trees, no rain or clouds in sight. Arion stopped looking at the clear, blue sky and turned his attention back to the matter at hand. He was wandering through the forest and encountered a few folks taking a stroll earlier. After toying with them for some time he finally used his dagger, killing them one by one. In one he drew some symbols on while the man was alive, screaming the entire time. On a second man he slowly removed the fingernails off, causing extreme pain to the victim. But in the end, all five wanderers were eventually killed and Arion decided to enjoy the weather.
Now that was done, Arion gathered up their stuff and resumed walking through the forest. He removed the egg from his pack to take a look at it. Today it was pure blue with a white shine. Interesting. The egg was slightly warm and continued to get warmer. Arion's eyes widened as the egg began to pulse a white glow. Minutes later, the egg was scorching hot as Arion threw it to the ground, but it did not break.

The egg began to crack, whatever was inside it emerging. The creature stood on two sharp, white talons. The legs white and light blue, strong and elegant. As it emerged from the egg, it began to slowly grow, spreading its wings wide. It continued to grow, its majestic body covered in blue and white flaming feathers. It stopped growing, now about twice the size of Arion. The flaming bird looked down at the man with its dark blue eyes, eyes that held the intelligence and wisdom beyond the ages. Without moving its beak, the bird spoke with a voice that was smooth and dangerous. "I am the White Phoenix, here to cleanse this world of its evil and putrid taint. You are an evil man, but you will be cleansed with my Holy Fire and become my vassal to spread my flame throughout the lands. Every living being will burn in my Flame and turn to ashes, but amid this state of death I shall bring you back, Reborn to this world pure and ready to spread my Fire. In this, it will be so. In this, we will live. In this, we will BURN!"

Arion finally gained control of his body over the fear and began to run. The White Phoenix spread its wings out wide and swallowed Arion whole, the man's screaming instantly quelled. The Phoenix began to burn more intense, the light alone catching fire to some nearby bushes. The flames rose so far and wide from the mythical bird, that it was just one large ball of white and blue fire. Suddenly the flames went out, only a large pile of ash to be seen.

Slowly, the ashes moved as a man emerged. The man was naked amid the ashes and resembled Arion, but his skin was pure white and hair pale silver. His eyes were deep blue and seemed to burn with an intense inner flame. The Phoenix Order has begun, let the purification begin.