![]() ![]() Let us not tarry for the summoning has surely not gone unnoticed." Strongly grasping your hand, he exclaims, "We were afraid the summoning would fail! 'Tis nigh impossible to use any magic without invoking intervention from Blackthorn. Racing toward you is Shamino, someone you thought you might never see again. A familiar voice from the past causes you to whirl about. "My friend!" shouts someone from behind you. Instead of the sense of elation expected upon returning here after all these years, you are overcome with a foreboding sense of wrongness. Britannia! It must be Britannia! But something is wrong. Overhead, roiling, black clouds fill the sky while thunder and lightning continue to crash around you. You are standing in a clearing surrounded by a dark and forbidding forest. Your senses are jerked from their momentary disorientation by a blinding streak of lightning that strikes with a thunderous crash not more than a hundred feet from you. Instantly, a shimmering blue door springs up! With heart beating rapidly, you step into it. Carefully, you place the glowing Ankh beside the amulet. Looking down at the ankh in your hand, you see it is also enveloped in a soft blue glow. While you stare dejectedly at the amulet lying within the circle, you notice a bluish shimmering in the air above the amulet. The gate must open! The mystical arrival of the amulet could mean nothing else! Long do you stand htere, until the amulet slips from your grip and falls within the circle of stones. With renewed hope, you stand before the circle of stones, the Ankh in one hand and the amulet in the other. Less frequently you came, until finally, sadly, you gave up altogether. Often had you come here and sat for hours at a time, hoping to once again see the shimmering blue door that would allow you to return to Britannia, to those whose friendship had come to mean so much. Your attention is returned to the present as you see, just ahead, the circle of stones. Strange shadows cast by the moonlight filter down through the treetops as thoughts of the past race through your mind. ![]() With the aid of an occasional moonbeam piercing the dark cloud cover, you head for the circle of stones near the willow tree in the nearby woods. Shaking your head of these thoughts, you pull the door closed and leave the house. Hesitating, one hand on the door, you look back wondering if you will ever return. You open the door of your bedroom and step out. ![]() If what you think is happening is truly happening, then you may have need of this. Reverently, you open the glass case and remove it. Visible beneath the glass, resting upon a velvet cloth, is the Ankh, symbol of your avatarhood. With a few long strides you cross the room to stand before a glass case sitting on a shelf. Jumping from your bed, you hastily pull on some clothes. Finally! Finally! A sign from Britannia! It has to be! It could be nothing else. Gripping it tightly in your hand, your finger automatically traces over the familiar etching on its surface. Reaching out, you turn on the light at your bedside. You stare as the light begins to diminish and finally wink out. That prior occasion marked the quest that forever changed the course of your life. The darkening gradually materializes into a form you suddenly recognize as the symbol of the Codex of Ultimate Wisdom! The last time you saw such as this light was beyond the circle of stones in the nearby woods. ![]() You take a quick breath as you see that the light is emanating from a shimmering circle suspended over your bed.Īs you look at the light, a darkening begins to appear in its center. Slowly, you turn your head until you can see the source of the light. Something rouses you and your eyes open sleepily to be met by a soft, blue glow reflecting from the wall. Your bedroom is bathed in quiet darkness as you lie sleeping lightly. In a few short moments the sky is filled with dark, ominous clouds that completely block the moon's pale light. This time, mysterious Shadowlords stalk and corrupt the country and the draconian Lord Blackthorn oppresses the people with a self-righteous police state that twists the Virtues into inflexible laws.įrom nowhere, smoky wisps of clouds begin to form in the clear, moonlit sky. Many years after the player becomes the Avatar, Britannia has need of him/her again. Ultima V: Warriors of Destiny is, naturally, the sequel to Ultima IV: Quest of the Avatar. Let's Play Ultima V: Warriors of Destiny! Part 20: Let's Play Ultima V: Warriors of Destiny! ![]()
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