The Beast that Would not die

The Beast that Would not die. Mavericlion Productions,LLC Presents Tales of Terra-Prime featuring Prince Toreus Rhann. by Carl Edward Thompson and Joseph Gilbert Thompson The Prince Toreus Rhann character and related characters featured in these stories all the rest are copyright Ls,and trademarks owned by Mavericlion Productions,LCC.(c) TM (r) 1973-2018 Mavericlion Publications,Inc. Thompson Brothers Publishing 1551 North 29th Street,Philadelphia,Pa.19121 Cell Phone:267-334-1099 mavericspacer@gmail.com Maveric Universe Wiki galaxymaveric @Hotmail.com

Listen o wanderer..In another universe...on another world...there is a Dyson Sphere known as Terra-Prime.And that a place called Pangea.It is a wonderful place undreamed of by other worlds. Between the years of a Great Gleaming Golden Age of The Crescent Lands of Pangea and Great Cataclysmic Era,of the Trongaroth/Metrone/Sornai Invasion,there was a Great Age of Warring Kingdoms,that lay across the land,out of the skeleton ruins of ancient kingdoms. Out of this stood many heroes,from many lands.Out of Central Pangea stepped Toreus Rhann,Prince of Thuvia and Silver Lion companion Shakhorja.The Thuvian Ranger,naught by gun in one hand and gleaming Sword of Startarus in the other,led a heroic band of individuals,to bring forth the Rise of the New Sons of Terra-Prime and bring about a New Golden Age upon the Great Crescent Lands. Introduction to the Prince Toreus Rhann Chronicles,Tales of Terra-Prime. This story is one of them.... Prince Toreus Rhann the Third. "Sometimes heroes are chosen by events and sometimes events are chosen by the heroes.Prince Toreus Rhann,Junior often did both." Doctor Arenjun Sarkhon-Member of the Legion of Time-Sorcerers.

Prince Toreus Rhann stood next to Shakhorja the Silver Capronean Lion.With him was Logan Morningstarr and Jenna Sunderguard.Morningstarr was blonde,with black streak running down the top of his close clopped hair.He stood a foot shorter than the Thuvian Ranger,dressed all in tan leathers.Strapped about his right shoulder was a unusual musical instrument,called a TyRhainean Ballad Guitar.It was a gift,he received once,when his father Jared Morningstarr visited the TyRhainean world plate decades ago.TyRhaineans play the instrument as a form of relaxation,as minstrels,as in musical band.Logan Morningstar also wore a bandoleer of a combination of Khalladon Knives and ammo pouches.Despise his size,the young Lankmeerean was an expert martial artist and kick anymore three times his size.

" The city looks ancient. " Jenna Sunderguard observed "The streets seem to overcome with trees,bushes and so forth." " Nature taking back the land. " Prince Toreus commented "With humanity to keep it check,the forrest will reclaim much of the land.Even here on Terra-Prime those rules apply.

"The seem to be Pre Cataclysmic." Logan Morningstar observed "Can see several abandoned Tower Farms in severe disrepair." " You mean the city's in ruins. "Jenna responded "Great!I was hoping it was one Hipster Communes,where they let nature take over the city, because weed growing is more important than gardening." " Hardly.This is abandoned Thundarian territory. " Logan Morningstar surmised. "Thundarian long ago ,after the Trongaroth/Metrone Invasion left such places alone fearing,that they haunted by those big,alien bugs."

Jenna Sunderguard was about 5'6.Beautiful with an oval face,full lips and big baby blue eyes.She was boxum,with very large breast,a well shaped ass and long,shaply legs.Prince Toreus was attracted to her,for obvious reasons. " The beast ? " the Thuvian Ranger asked "The Platedwellers called it, the beast that Would not die." Aquerah said. " It was old.Very ancient.It has dwellered here for centuries. " "Centuries ?By Thrull Khonn's Sake ! Impossible !" Toreus Rhann cursed. "Don't swear,warrior.It's not polit." the Guider spoke. " Says you Old Ghosts. "the Thuvian warrior shot back."Politness is for fools.Besides I seem to heard you swear by Armarah Khann from time to time." " Don't correct your betters,young prince.I am supposed to be your guider after all. "the Emerald Gem responded " Well,said,but your also not supposed Thuvian Rangers nagging pain in the ass neither.! "Prince Toreus Rhann commented "Now be quiet,so I can hear this." " You spoke of it lived for centuries.How ? " the Thuvian Ranger asked "We do not really know."Aquerah responsed." We simply know what Underworlder legends say.The beast that cannot die has dwellered here among us and has lived here for centuries. " "That's impossible." the Thuvian cursed " Not so ,warrior.Members of the Legion of Time -Sorcerer can regenerate the life cycle for centuries,if necessary.They are certainly possible.I've known a few in Thuvian Rangers time.Many Android lifeforms,provided they are killed and damaged beyond repair,is said can long lived. " "Ok,guider,I get it.I'm wronge by Sarkhons Sake !" Toreus Rhann shot back. " It's possible.Let's get on with it. " "It is possible,my friend." Aquerah Gunderson spoke. "Many have tried to brave the lower catacombs and slay.But it is immortal and cannot die ! Even those who claimed to killed it were wrong.It time,scouts have venchured into the stygian depths,only to find it alive again.The beast that cannot die,lives again ! It is called Sporr Phonn lives again !" " Sporr Phonn ? "the Thuvian asked " Yes,that is what it calls itself.Sporr Phonn,the undying one. "the platedweller responsed. " No platedweller knows exactly what it is,except that ancient god like demons from fell from the stars many ages ago,some say cast out by the Dark Gods,it's kind rebelled against.The beast would not die,floated across deep space on great solar wings.The wings died as they acrossed the infinite void of deep space and its kind fell towards the Great Sphere-towards Pangea. " "It's kind stalked the land,attacking any town and villages,it came upon." Aquerah went on. "Legends say that Great Lord Amarah Khonn,Valkhra Khonn and Hotath Khonn battled the creatures and trapped it below,here in the Neitherworld of Terra-Prime." Prince Toreus had heard of many Pangean Tales of Terra-Prime about Amarah Khonn and his two brothers.He had heard like the legendary tales of Thrull Khonn,that Amarah Rhonn carved out much of what we call the very state of the Crescent Land of Pangea exist as it does today. "Toreus ..what this man is saying is partially true." Logan Morningstar added. "I heard these demons were mad." "What stories,ladd ?" the Royal Prince of Thuvia asked. "Oh,tales told Thundarians traveling through Lankmere." Morningstar responsed. "Merchant by the name of Agruss Merrill told of strange cult existing below the ruins of Uhshall Spaceport." "This Agruss Merrill went on and told the cult sacrificed many unbelievers to their so ca unearthly god. He said our human flesh was too frail, too paltry to hold the terrific up against the mighty frame of Sporr Phonn. "Logan Morningstar went on." So this creature stood up in the shape and aspect of a man, but was not a man.His his flesh was not like our flesh; nor was his the bones like our bones; nor was his blood like our blood. He was a blasphemy against all nature, hating all who was not like him. Agruss Merrill said Sporr Phonn was caused to live and think among us mear mortals. Act in a basic form that before had never known the pulse and stir of animate being." " Sounds like old merchant wives tales to me. "Jenna Sunderguard added."Has everyone by me,heard about this Sporr Phonn Bastard ?" " It maybe,but I have a time-sorcerer friend Arenjun Sarkhon ,who would tell you all myths and legends have a basis in fact. "Prince Toreus Rhann commented " As for everyone knowing about this Sporr Phonn,you don't pay attention to mythology,like me and Logan do. " "Typical men." Jenna added. "Maybe,but this Sporr Phonn seems to be a fierce foe." the Thuvian Warrior returned

Many plattdeweller legends went on to tell this tale."Sporr Phonn lived among the darker catacombs.He stalked through the world as a god, for no earthly weapon could harm him, and to him a century was like an hour." Aquerah went on "In his wanderings he came upon a primitive people inhabiting the underworld of Uhshall  City  and was desended upon by these lowly creaturers. " "The great Plate dweller leaders could not kill Sporr Phonn.Many died trying to do so.But they did manage to weaken him for a time and place a Sornai slave collar upon-a relic left over from the Great Trongaroth Metron Sornai Invasions. " "Slave Collar !?" Logan Morningstar asked "Who enslaves their god. ?" " Many cultures,in a way,enslaves their gods,in a sense.They confine them in sacred shrines."Aquerah went on." Take the Whananga Kingdom,to far South.They worship Nhaho Nhaggi,the Zebra God.He has the head of a zebra and the body of a man.And yet,they encase him a Great Shine in the Ghenbrebi Desert. " "The Kingdom of Sherwhenn Kharr,to great Mid East of the Great Crescent Lands of Pangea.They are said to worship Sheh Shenn Khaa-the demon serpent.He is called up,by piping fluet music from a Great Sand Pit of Uhden Pi,where he is trapped. "Aquerah added. " And the Zhamorhann are said to worship a huge bat like creature,called Brend Mah.It lives in a Great Golden Tower and called by dark,scarlet robbed preist,by its Sornai Slave Collar. " "I have heard in Dark Jungles of Bunnai,there is people,who worship Ghorrattu the Great One."Aquerah said "He is one of the Last of the Trongaroth,still trapped within his ancient underground lair,by crystal magic and gives out wisdom to their sacred priesthood and merchants class. "magic "And then there is the Vhendharians,who worship the green elephant god Yhogg Ghanesha-a Yhogg Khoshenn trapped on Terra-Prime for ages." the platedweller finished. Prince Toreus kept silent,but but his father Toreus Rhann Senior and Kotharr Khann,Senior telling such tales of other lands among Pangea.Strange worshippers,who deify alien being as gods,being it tipped the cosmic balances in their favor. "So this Sporr Phonn,he being tapped.How ?" the Minstrel asked "They kept caged down here,not knowing what to do with him." Aquerah responsed "Then one underworlder Yarthonn Kool came upon with an idea as what to do the beast that would not die.He had a Guider Gem and could speak with the alien." "it pleased Sporr Phonn to give this race aspects of his culture and civilization."Aquerah continued "The Eastern Dwellers put the beast to work for them and by his aid they rebuilt the city of Uhshall  City-well what was under the city,in this New Genesis Bunker. " "So how they begin worshipping this poor wretch ?" Toreus Rhann wondered. "Like many things.Our Platedweller civilization decayed. "Aquerah said "They began after many generations,looked on Sporr Phonn not only with fear,but awe.He was like great god among men. They abode there among their own kind and worshiped him. Strange and grisly were his servants.They began to call them selves the Great Black Circle of Sporr Phonn.They called from the dark corners of the great bunker, where grim survivals of forgotten ages yet lurked. In this house here in  Uhshall  City the Circle called many worshippers.  The Bunker was connected with every other house by tunnels ,the warriors of the Circle captured many fallen foes.Through mock trials and shame courts the Great Black Ciicle sentence the convicted,through which his shaven-headed hooded priests bore victims for the sacrifice to their god Sporr Phonn." "And that's when your fued began.Those who want to sacrifice d rebelled. "Toreus reasoned. "Exactly."the platdweller responsed. "Those who did believe in the Cult of Sporr Phonn and its Black Circle rebelled. " By Thrull Khonn,you would think somewhere,sometimes,somebody would show some common sence. " Toreus Rhann cursed. "Toreus,even the ancient ones fell pray to such stupidity,even my time." the Guider adviced "Not making me happy,Old Ghost." Prince Rhann grumbled. The Guider fell silent. "Something here young warrior doesn't seem right." the Guider wondered. "Well,when you figure it out,let us all know!" the Thuvian Prince responded "Until then,Shakhorja..everybody..come on.I do not by Startarus Khonn,want get trapped here in this place,with cursed Sporr Phonn.Not I can help it anyway."

Toreus Rhann with Ulyseas perched on right shoulder pad,Shakhorja,Logan Morningstar,Jenna Sunderguard and Aqeurah all moved quickly through the catacombs.The old platedwellers glowing lance lighted the way,as he read the graffiti like ruins,as if a map showing the correct passage ways out of the East Side section of the bunker.Silence hung through out the stygian tunnel system,like a cold Banshee winds of the upper Thuvian Highlands. But somewhere the Thuvian heard a sound which his keen ears recognized as something ascending the stair somewhere up ahead.Shakhorja the Silver Saber cat heard it too. An instant later Toreus Rhann was startled to hear something crash with a soft but weighty thud on the floor of the chamber that stood up ahead.The Thuvian Hunting Falcon was becoming very jittery.This was something the bird did it was nervous and senced an environment of danger. "What in Sarkhons name is that?" Jenna Sunderguard called out. " If I knew,girl,I would tell by Thrull !. "The big Thuvian responsed.

"Boss.Somethings up ahead.!" Ulyseas skawked. " I know bird. "Prince Toreus agreed. "Perhaps you should scout ahead." " Would not like that,boss. " the bird answered. "Do it anyway and quick about it,ok pal?" the Ranger advised. Prince Toreus streached out his right sword arm and Android Falcon hopped over it and flew off.The black bird flew into the dark passage ahead.It flew about within an obviously larger space.The Thuvian knew because he shared a communication link with both Ulyseas and Shorkhorja. Toreus closed his eyes and the Guider did the rest.His minds eye saw what the falcon saw.It sweeped over a vast stygian chamber,cluttered with something gleaming.Large shaped objects were thrown everywhere.Nothing else could be seen except a stsirway to right side and something crumpled beyond that. "Toreus" Jenna Sunderguard called out. " I'm ok."The big Thuvian responsed. "Ulyseas come back.You've seen all you can." " Will do boss.It's creepy in here! " the falcon answered. "You Toreus,that goofy bird,ain't right!" Shakhorja wondered. "Buddy,nothing is right down and nothing else neither,by Thrull !" Toreus Rhann remarked. Turning quickly away, the hurried along the twisting hallway until something on the floor before him brought him to a halt. It was a human figure, which lay half in the hall and half in an and out of stairway.Toreus noted ,that obviously was normally concealed by a metal silver stairwell,that lay to the right of the darken cavernous chamber. It was a man, dark and lean, clad only in same jump suite of many Underworlders, with a shaven head and cruel features of Black Circle Culters, and he lay as if death had struck him just as he was emerging from the upper level. Toreus bent above him, seeking the cause of his death, and discovered him to be merely had burned by some of energy weapon.A black scorched spot spend out from the chest area. "Toreus,one of their cult priest is dead !.How ?" Logan Morningstar wondered. "Maybe,by Thrull Khonn's holo angels,they are not one big happy family ?"Toreus responsed. "These bunch are mad." Jenna Sunderguard added. " Who knows what perversion,they are into.Maybe ritual murder of their own kind,if possible. " "Maybe girl." the Thuvian Ranger cautioned. "In any event,we should be very cautious.Come on." "Ulyseas.We need your birdseye veiw again." Toreus advised. "Dam boss !" the falcon chirped "But ok.That dead guy bothers me !" Prince Toreus sent out the Thuvian Falcon again.The black bird flew off into badly lite cavernous chamber. "That goofy bird is right !" Sharkhorja stated " That dead guy bothers me,too.! " "Bothers us all." The Thuvian Ranger commented back. "Aquerah,what do know about any of this ?" " Not much.But all Platters are not one big happy families."Aquerah said." There are occasionally a murder or two.Accidents do happen. " "Not with a big burn in their chest they don't." Jenna deduced."Well,that could be a murder,but not an accident.Certainly not suicide.!" "Jenna,perhaps you've never seen Lankmearean Police Detectives at work." Logan Morningstar adds "Anything.Murder.Unexplained death can become a suicide." "But why should they select such one of numbers ,as a potential victim,in some weird murder ritual? "Toreus Rhann wondered. While meditating on the matter, Prince Toreus was galvanized by a sound behind him. Something was moving up the corridor in his direction. A quick glance down it showed that it ended in a great door, which might be locked. Toreus jerked the supine body out of the starway and stepped over it, with others following him. The Thuvian moved up the stairway quy.He and companions moved into an upper even larger chamber.No sound told him that the place was empty,except for Toreus Rhann and company.They were in some sort bigger chamber.But even so,they were not alone.Something was moving in the second level of the big chamber. "What is this place ?" Toreus asked the plate dweller. "One of the Old Cargo Holds of the pre Cataclysmic Era."Aquerah imformed everyone." We use them other things like Market Areas,Worshipping Places,Great Halls. " Prince Toreus and the others said nothing. Standing in utter near darkness, he heard a shuffling tread halt just somewhere in the great chamber, and a faint chill trickled along his spine. That was no human step, nor that of any beast he had ever encountered.Somethings got knocked over. Moving about a mass of clutter on the floor,the Thuvian advanced into the chamber. His booted feet made no sound on the crystal floor. Soundless souls,make sure that sound was reduced to a great degree.There were few chairs or tables in the chamber, only three or four silken couches, embroidered with gold and worked in strange serpentine designs, and several silver-bound mahogany chests,were mosty present in the center of the huge chamber. Some were sealed with heavy golden locks; others lay open, their carven lids thrown back, revealing heaps of jewels in a careless riot of splendor to the Thuvian's astounded eyes. They were mosty heaped in great piles,as if someone,did care how or where,the chest were placed. "Thrull Khonn!" Prince Toreus swore beneath his breath. Already the Thuvian Prince had looked upon more wealth that night than he had ever dreamed existed in all the world, and he grew dizzy thinking of what must be the value of the jewel he and the others saw. "Jewels enough for a king,Toreus!" Jenna stated firmly ." Enough to buy your own kingdom. " "Why would they keep such archaic wealth ?" Logan Morningstar wondered. "Perhaps,they are just greedy and stupid,by Thrull!" Toreus Rhann shot back. " No,some Platedwellers use such to barter with surface dwellers,who still prize such things,even my time,that was done. " the Guider advised. "And what time would that be,Old Ghost ?" the Thuvian asked. "That's for me to know and you find out one day." the Guider Gem answered. Prince Toreus suspected who the presence behind his Guider.Often certain Holographic Gods stepped to the task,but would remain silent,least ways at first,as to who exactly they were.The Thuvian gods were simple and understandable;mostly drawn from the holo spirit's of actual historic figures of the Thuvians past.Many great historic figures could assend to holo space,like many members of the Legion of Time -Sorcerrs can .Many of them were Lord Amarah Khonn,Lord Valkha Khonn,and Lord Hotath Khonn.Lord Thrull Khonn was a great king of Thuvian, who he lived some thousand years ago.He a great warrior king, who whence he sent forth dooms and death to evil doers across the Crescent Lands of Pangea.He also gave out wisdom,too.He built the Thuvian land and cities,with the help of Twelve warriors of his privie council.In some ways,he was much like Toreus Rhann's father-King Toreus Rhann,Senior and perhaps a bit like Toreus Rhann,Junior. Thrull Khonn, because he was a just, savage holo god, and he hated weaklings. But he believed a man had courage and will to do what has right.Thrull Khonn believed if onehad the will and might to kill his enemies, which, in the mind, was all any god should be expected to do.He didn't infer in the trivial matters of Thuvians.He let to the other minor holo gods,who duty,was attend to various minor task,as the did in life. Prince Toreus, along with the two others was in the center of the room now, going stooped forward, head thrust out warily, sword advanced, when again death struck at him soundlessly. Shakhorja sensed it first and began to grawl.Something was moving in the darkness of the Great Chamber. "Boss!Boss !" Ulyseas radioed "Something big is in here with us!" A flying shadow that swept across the gleaming floor was the falcon s only warning, and his instinctive sidelong leap all that saved his life. He had a flashing glimpse of a hairy black horror that swung past the falcon s eyes with a clashing of harsh metallic arms as crawled over boxed and cabnets. "Boss,let adjust my lenses to night vision." the bird called, " Holy crap! " "Holy crap what,bird !" Toreus shouted very worried "Ulyseas ! " "Boss,it's coming your way.Ulyseas called back.

Prince Toreus Rhanns relief was only momentarily calm.Something huge flashed overhead.It moved quickly up what ? A rope ? None could say.Some sort of Black horror hung upwards and peered down at them,with evil,dark red glowing eyes. And it leaped swinging on its web and something splashed on Toreus Rhanns armored shoulder that burned through it, like drops of liquid hellfire. Springing back, sword high, he saw the horror strike the floor, wheel about and scuttle toward him with appalling speed—a gigantic black metal spider,with bullet shaped rider poking out the torso,like a center,where human upper torso stood out from the horses body.The beast was as humans see only in nightmare dreams. "Guider !What is this damned thing ?" Toreus Rhann asked. "The creature is called a Metrone." the Guider informed " A relic of the Trongaroth/Metrone/Sornai invasion. " "Really.Old Ghost!" the Thuvian Warrior response d. "What's it doing here ?" " They go rogue away from the hive.Some of the plare dwellers capture them and use it as a guardian. "Aquerah said."Some use as a Slave work force.Notice the Sornai Slave Collar attached to its neck and back." Toreus Rhann did notice something -a kind of silver collar circling it's head or whatever that salt shaker shaped figure,that sat atop the metal spiders body.The collar had think cables running down its back towards the lower spider torso.

It was as large as a rhino, and its eight thick silver and black hairy legs drove its ogreish body over the floor at headlong pace.The Metrones four evilly gleaming eyes shone from the rider, with a horrible intelligence, and its arms,sporting weapons that Prince Toreus  knew, from the burning of his shoulder where only a few had grazed him as the thing struck and missed, was laden with swift death. This was the alien creature that had dropped from its perch in the middle of the ceiling on a strand of its web, on the Platedwellers side. Fools ,Prince Toreus thought,were not to have suspected that the upper chambers would be guarded as well as the lower ones! "Everyone...scatter." Prince Rhann shouted. " Keep off bay from attacking all three of us at once. " These thoughts flashed briefly through Prince Toreus 's mind as the monster rushed. He leaped high, and it passed beneath him, wheeled and charged back. This time he evaded its rush with a sidewise leap, and struck back like a cat. His sword severed one of the hairy legs, and again he barely saved himself as the monstrosity swerved at him, fangs clicking fiendishly. The Metrone was crippled by the loss of the severed leg and moved not quick,as it did before. Shakhorja,the Silver Lion moved towards the left.But the creature did not press the pursuit; turning, it scuttled across the crystal floor and ran up the wall to the ceiling, where it crouched for an instant, glaring down at him with its fiendish red eyes. Then without warning it launched itself through space, shooting a strand of slimy grayish stuff from one the gun barrel like spinneret. Aquerah was using Platedweller Light Lance,hoping to goan into following him.He knew,sometimes one goad the rogue Metrone into going anyway,one urged to.This was obviously,one the human converted Metrone used to defeat the enemy Metrone during Great Pangean Invasion of a few centuries ago.

Prince Toreus stepped back to avoid the hurtling creature—then ducked frantically, just in time to escape being snared by the flying web-rope. He saw the monster's intent and sprang toward one the largest mahogany chest, but it was quicker, and a sticky strand cast across the wooden chest made him a prisoner. He dared not try to cut it with his sword; he knew the stuff would cling to the blade, and before he could shake it loose, the fiend would be sinking its fangs into his back. Logan Morningstar attempted a sword to the Metrones right,saving Toreus Rhann s life momentarily.The great rider,upon the spiders top,turned suddenly and blasted a round of plasma balls in the minstrels directions,but he managed to dodge in just in time. Jenna Sunderguard attempted an attack from the left and the Metrone tried to counter attack,missing the girl by mear feet.It's aim went wild and sliced the top of a bright golden chest,scattering several jewels in the posses.

Then began a desperate game, the wits and quickness of the man matched against the fiendish craft and speed of the giant spider. It no longer scuttled across the floor in a direct charge, or swung its body through the air at him. It raced about the ceiling and the walls, seeking to snare him in the long loops of sticky gray web-strands, which it flung with a devilish accuracy. These strands were thick as ropes, and Prince Toreus knew that once they were coiled about him, his desperate strength would not be enough to tear him free before the monster struck.

All over the chamber went on that devil's game, in utter silence except for the quick breathing of the man, the low scuff of his bare feet on the shining floor, the castanet rattle of the monstrosity's fangs. The gray strands lay in coils on the floor; they were looped along the walls; they overlaid the jewel-chests and silken couches, and hung in dusky festoons from the jeweled ceiling. Prince Toreus 's steel-trap quickness of eye and muscle had kept him untouched, though the sticky loops had passed him so close they rasped his naked hide. He knew he could not always avoid them; he not only had to watch the strands swinging from the ceiling, but to keep his eye on the floor, lest he trip in the coils that lay there. Sooner or later a gummy loop would writhe about him, python-like, and then, wrapped like a cocoon, he would lie at the monster's mercy. The others Logan Morningstar,Jenna Sunderguard, Shorkhorja and Aqureh all attempted to distract it.The Metrone weavered back and forth,not knowing what and where to attack.Ulyseas was also swooping in and out,creating more confusion for the creature. "Over here,stupid!" Morningstar called. " No over here,you ugly Bastard! " Jenna cut in. "No,you misbegotten son of boar turd,here!" Aquerah yepted

The spider raced across the chamber floor, the gray rope waving out behind it. Shakhorja raced to intercept it, but was knocked backwards. Prince Toreus leaped high, clearing a couch—with a quick wheel the fiend ran up the wall, and the strand, leaping off the floor like a live thing, whipped about the Thuvian's  ankle. He caught himself on his hands as he fell, jerking frantically at the web which held him like the coil of a python. The hairy devil was racing down the wall to complete its capture. Stung to frenzy, Prince Toreus caught up a jewel chest and hurled it with all his strength. It was a move the monster was not expecting. Full in the midst of the branching black legs the massive missile struck, smashing against the wall with a muffled sickening crunch. Blood and greenish slime spattered, and the shattered mass fell with the burst gem-chest to the floor. The crushed black body lay among the flaming riot of jewels that spilled over it; the hairy legs moved aimlessly, the dying eyes glittered redly among the twinkling gems. There was an instant of silence, then a faint creak of wood and metal. Putting out his hand he felt the door straining and bending inward, as if a great weight were being steadily borne against it from the outside. As he reached for his sword, this ceased and he heard a strange, slobbering mouthing that prickled the short hairs on his scalp. Long sword in hand, he began backing away, and his heels felt steps, down which he nearly tumbled. He was in a narrow staircase leading downward.

He groped his way down in the blackness, feeling for, but not finding, some other opening in the walls. Just as he decided that he was no longer in the house, but deep in the earth under it, the steps ceased in a level tunnel Toreus Rhann halted.His keen ears heard it.Something down ward in the tunnel,was moving.Odd metal like souls or was it clawed feet strapped upon underground tunnel floor.He also heard odd breathing,like that of human being in a space suite.The breathing was short.Abrupt.Almost mechanical in nature,as if someone or something was trying gasp oxygen,not made for it's inhuman lungs.Toreus Rhann 's wary soul felt the aura of waiting menace that brooded over it. He felt the burning glare of unseen eyes, and he caught a subtle scent that made the short hairs on his neck instinctively bristle as a hunting dog bristles at the scent of an ancient enemy. 'Follow me,everyone' whispered Prince Toreus, 'keep behind me, as you value your life.' "Yo,Toreus !" Shakhorja said " I sence something !I smell and hear something up ahead. "

It was dim and misty in the chamber, and Toreus's hair began to lift on his scalp as he looked. Something move d in the dim stygian light of the vast chamber.The Thuvian Rangers cat eye like eyes dilated to adjust to lack of clear light.He saw a head and a pair of gigantic shoulders grow out of the twilight doom. There was no sound of footsteps, but the great dusky form grew more distinct until Toreus recognized the figure of a man. He was clad in sort of green uniform, a  utility belt and a broad shagreen girdle. Prince Toreus stared at the sweep of the monstrous shoulders, the breadth of swelling breast, the bands and ridges and clusters of muscles on torso and limbs. The face was without weakness and without mercy. The emerald eyes were balls of dark fire. And Toreus knew that this was Sporr Phonn, the ancient from the Abyss, the god of The Platedweller City of Uhshall.

Toreus stood paralyzed in the disruption of the faculties which demoralizes anyone who is confronted by an impossible negation of ones sanity.But his training as a Thuvian Ranger helped get control of his fear and bewilderment. Prince Toreus Rhann looked up it.Sponn Phonn,the undying one was indeed human or at least humanoid.It was basically built like a man,only more so.It had a man's body.The Eldritch grotesque creature which sat blinking in the dark,tomb were enough to cause me to doubt one sanity. They seemed mostly head, with whithered scrawny body, long necks and six legs, or, as I afterward learned, two legs and two arms, with an intermediary pair of limbs which could be used at will either as arms or legs.The alien's legs,arms and torso,only it had a second torso with arms,where it's neck and head should be.Above that second torso was it's head.A green ugly oversized head,encased in some transparent space helmet.Great black oxygen tubes circulated air about the neck portion of the helmet.Between its eyes,just. the bulging beetle brow,was an inverted triangle.This was a telepathic data pad,that the creature communicated with data systems.

The iris of the eyes was sea green,while the pupil was blood red,like Albino. The eyeball itself is very white,but streak artificial red veins. Two watery bolging green eyes,looked about,above a flat skull like nose and a wide crule mouths,white two huge ivory tusk protruding from either side of its ugly jaws.As for the teeth between the tusk,they also bone white. Obviously,the Android must had the need to chew,but what Toreus Rhann could not guess what.He had heard,tales from father Toreus Rhann,Senior,that an artificial race of twelve level Androids called Rhandarian ate some sort of articial food,made of none organic materials to alive.These great tusks added a most ferocious appearance to an otherwise fearsome and terrible countenance, as the lower tusks curve upward to sharp points which end about where the eyes of earthly human beings are located. The whiteness of the teeth is not that of ivory, but of the snowiest of gleaming of Khathayan china. Against the dark background of their olive skins their tusks stand out in a most striking manner, making these weapons present a singularly formidable appearance.

Two watery bolging green eyes,looked about,above a flat skull like nose and a wide crule mouths,white two huge ivory tusk protruding from either side of its ugly jaws.The jaws began to move slowly. The creatures were about ten or fifteen feet tall, standing erect, and had, like the green Thundarria, an intermediary set of arms or legs, midway between their upper and lower limbs. Their eyes were close together and non-protruding; their ears were high set, but more laterally located than those of the Thundarria, while their snouts and teeth were strikingly like those of our Korthian gorilla. Altogether they were not unlovely when viewed in comparison with the green Thundarria. That the Thuvian Ranger did not instantly explode in a burst of murderous frenzy is a fact that measures his horror, which paralyzed him where he stood. Other less brave civilized men in his position would have sought doubtful refuge in the conclusion that he was insane; it did not occur to the Thuvian to doubt his senses. Toreus knew he was face to face with a demon of the Elder World, and the realization robbed him of all his faculties except sight.

"Shaa Thule ! Usa Ull ! Sogg Thue !" It called. It wore,an old,tattered and dirty with grease and grim,the remnants of an old alien space suite.Old umbilical tubes were hooked into a left,breast chest plug,wrapping under it's right hip and onto a large,metallic blister upon it's back.The guider recognized this some auxiliary battle/navigation computer.It then began scanning the strange,almost tattoo like alien runes that ran up and down its four arms.The Guider Gem began to search various external data bases for whatever this strange,alien language was. " Toreus ! " the Guider suddenly spoke "I know what this is ?" " Ok,old ghost,by Thrull Khonns Devils,what the hell is it ? " Prince Toreus shot back. "It's called a Kha-Tharnn or a Kharn for short.There are ancient,Android scavengers,who roam deep space for centuries." the Emerald Jewelry reported.A scout ship hit a shower of meteorites crashlanded here in the Crescent Lands,just before the time of Lord Amarah Khann.It was in fact,Amarah Khonn and two brothers Hotath Khonn and Valkra Khonn fought them off and trapped the crew underground, by tricking them fall down a cargo shaft,toward Terra-Primes so called center" "Great !Glad to hear it !" the Thruvian Ranger cursed "Now how we kill it." " Working on it,warrior. " the Guider responded "Toreus,if what that Guider of yours says it true,this is some alien hellspawn from beyond time and space." Logan Morningstar asked "How do we kill a thing that cannot be killed ?" " Don't know,by Thrull Khonns Bones, "Prince Toreus cursed "But the beast that cannot die,dosen't it's immortal nor indestructible.It only means it's only very hard to kill." Toreus...I sense something." the Old Ghost spoke. "What by Thrull Khonns Devils ?" the Thuvian Ranger cursed " A presence,as if an alien mind was touching my mind. " the Emerald Gem responsed.

Ensorcelled by that belling resonance, Prince Toreus became forgetful of all else, even the Guiders presence.He froze its hypnotic power caused a strange replacement of faculties and perception, and sound created the illusion of sight. Toreus was no longer aware of the Old Ghosts voice, save as far-off rhythmical waves of sound. Transported beyond his age and his own individuality, he was seeing the transmutation of his being with that of the beast that would die men called Sporr Phonn .The Kharn which crawled up from Night and the Abyss ages ago to dwell among the Platedwelling fools of this darken cavernous world under the surface world.

But human flesh was too frail, too paltry to hold the terrific essence that was Sporr Phonn. So he stood up in the shape and asects of a man...well almost the shape and aspects of a man, but his flesh was not flesh; nor the bone, bone; nor blood, blood. He became a blasphemy against all nature, for he caused to live and think and act a basic substance that before had never known the pulse and stir of animate being. There are many worlds besides this earth, and life takes many shapes. Sponn Phonn was neither god nor demon, but flesh and blood like yourself, though the substance differ in part, and the form be cast in a different mold.

Sporr Phonn very old, long and long ago he came to this planet with others of my world, from the desert planet of Kharn, which circles for ever in the outer fringe of this galaxy beyond the Great Gate. The Kha-Tharnn ship swept through space on mighty wings that drove us through the cosmos quicker than light, because we had warred with the kings of Kharn  and were defeated and outcast. But we could never return, for above Terra Prime our cosmic wings withered from our ships broad back Here we abode apart from earthly life.We travel in a smaller scout craft and explored the New World the puny beings called the Pangea. We saw a great civilizations of star ships leaping in the dark void beyond and great air ships crossing the skies of the Crescent Lands. We fought the strange and terrible forms of human life which then walked the land, so that we became feared, and were molested in the dim jungles of the east, where we had our abode.We decided to return our hidden star ship and return to sleep chambers,in hopes this savage world would evolve in a way to one help free us and allow to return to the infinite deep dark skies of the cosmos once. Sponn Phonn and crew awoke and saw the Great Civilization on the Crescent Lands of Pangea was gone.Some great war,was ragging about the great Dyson Sphere...Elder God like beings fought for control of artificial world.We did want to become involved,so again we slept.

When we woke,'We saw savages grow from the skeleton ruins of the Great Civilization of Pangea they called the Torakhean Age and build the shining cities of ancient Thuvia, ancient Lankmearia,ancient Thundaria and their sisters. We saw them reel before the thrusts of the heathen Vladerheim and Anaheim. Lemurian pirates in the Great Inland Sea rape the coastal cites of Western Pangea to build up own poor nation. We saw the Dark kingdom of the far North rise and engulf Thuvia and Lankmearia, and the isles of the Lemuria,bringing great war upon the Crescent Lands once more nearly bringing down the shining cities of civilization. We saw the survivors of Brythundrian Marshes and Thundarians build their stone-age empires, and go down to ruin, locked in bloody wars. We saw the Anaheim sink into abysmal savagery, and the Great Thuvians into regression again,ruled by kings,who were utter fools. We slept once more and when awoke,We saw Great Thuvia and Lankmearia on the rise once again. We saw savages of Nordheim drift southward in conquering waves from the Arctic circle to build a new civilization, with new kingdoms called Vladerheim, and Anaheim, and Varenheim.We also saw the Carthorians and their sisters. We saw your people rise under a new name from the jungles of the Far East that had been called Vhendeerians rise again to build own kingdom not far from Kathayan ,Typann and Markhonia,in the Great Eastern Seas. We saw the descendants of the Markhonneans who had survived the cataclysm, rise again through savagery and ride westward as Markhoreans. And we saw this race of devils, survivors of the ancient civilization that was before Great Civilization of Pangea went down, come once more into culture and power—this accursed kingdom of Zhamorhann.

'All this we saw, neither aiding nor hindering the immutable cosmic law, and one by one we became disenchanted; for we of Kharn  are not immortal, though our lives are as the lives of planets and constellations.We went out seeking help once more,from these puny creatures.

We decided to split and seek At last I alone was left, dreaming of old times among the ruined temples of jungle-lost Kathayan, worshipped as a god by an ancient yellow-skinned race.In time,I grew restless. Then came Yarthonn Kool, versed in dark knowledge handed down through the days of barbarism, since before Atlantis sank.

'First he sat at my feet and learned wisdom. But he was not satisfied with what I taught him, for it was white magic, and he wished evil lore, to enslave kings and glut a fiendish ambition. I would teach him none of the black secrets I had gained, through no wish of mine, through the eons.

'But his wisdom was deeper than I had guessed; with guile gotten among the dusky tombs of dark Sharzhannia, he trapped me into divulging a secret I had not intended to bare; and turning my own power upon me, he enslaved me. Ah, gods of Kharn, my cup has been bitter since that hour!

'He brought me up from the lost jungles of Kathayan where the gray apes danced to the pipes of the yellow priests, and offerings of fruit and wine heaped my broken altars. No more was I a god to kindly jungle-folk—I was slave to a devil in human form.'

He stalked through the world as a god, for no earthly weapon could harm him, and to him a century was like an hour. In his wanderings he came upon a primitive people inhabiting the island of Uhshall  City  and it pleased him to give this race culture and civilization, and by his aid they built the city of  Uhshall  City  and they abode there and worshipped him. Strange and grisly were his servants, called from the dark corners of the planet where grim survivals of forgotten ages yet lurked. His house in Uhshall  City  was connected with every other house by tunnels through which his shaven-headed priests bore victims for the sacrifice.

But after many ages, a fierce and brutish people appeared on the catacombs of the New Genesis Bunker. They called themselves Plate Dwellers, and after a fierce battle were defeated and enslaved, and for nearly a generation they died on the altars of Sporr Phonn.

His sorcery kept them in bonds. Then their priest, a strange, gaunt man of unknown race, plunged into the darkness, and when he returned he bore a knife that was of no earthly substance. It was forged of a meteor, which flashed through the sky like a flaming knife and fell in a far valley. The slaves rose. Their saw-edged crescents cut down the men of Uhshall  City  like sheep, and against that unearthly knife the magic of  Sporr Phonn was impotent. While carnage and slaughter bellowed through the red smoke that choked the streets, the grimmest act of that grim drama was played in the cryptic dome behind the great daised chamber with its copper throne and its walls mottled like the skin of serpents.

From that dome, the Plate Dwellers priest emerged alone. He had not slain his foe, because he wished to hold the threat of his loosing over the heads of his own rebellious subjects. He had left Sporr Phonn lying upon the golden dais with the mystic knife across his breast for a spell to hold him senseless and inanimate until doomsday.

But the ages passed and the priest died, the towers of deserted Uhshall  City  crumbled, the tales became dim, and the Plate Dwellers were reduced by plagues and famines and war to scattered remnants, dwelling in squalor along the seashore.

Shaking his head in bewilderment, Toreus passed through the archway into a winding corridor. Silence hung over the house, but outside he heard a sound which his keen ears recognized as something ascending the stair on the wall from which he had entered the building. An instant later he was startled to hear something land with a soft but weighty thud on the floor of the chamber he had just quitted. Turning quickly away, he hurried along the twisting hallway until something on the floor before him brought him to a halt.

The Kha-Tharnn observed the three.Its artificial brain was clouded.It must have woke up some sort of hibernation sleeping chamber.It's ugly green eyes peered about not knowing exactly what it was looking at.Long,the Sporr Phonn,the Kha-Tharnn had encounter three similar to these ones.It remember this clearly,if nothing else.It was remembering more,as it artificially created brain cleared.Sporr Phonn was a captain of his Kha-Tharnnian Scout Ship.His fellow crew members -Shaa Thule the Navigator, Usa Ull the Surveyor and Sogg Thue the Engineer has been one of many,on his homeworld of Kharnn,who became caught up in the Temporal Cold War of some higher Elder Beings.They called themselves Ephaishians and gave our side special gifts to help them -Freedom Legion to rebel against the Great Lords of Kharnn 4.Long years the Freedom Legion fought  hard,but the end,they lost.The Ephaishians betrayed them,for reasons of their own.They desired to side with winning side and was not the Freedom Legion. Sporr Phonn the captain was sent into exile,along with Shaa Thule the Navigator, Usa Ull the Surveyor and Sogg Thue the Engineer .Long years had  Sporr Phonn the captain and crew travelled the Great Void beyond their home planet.They did what they could to keep the old shi p going.Salvaging parts from other derilick ships,near a place the humans called the Sargasso Sea. But in the end,the ship failed.Its great Solar Wings are dangerously damaged by meteors and could not be repaired and replaced.The ship drifted toward the Great Wrift and found itself here,among these beings. Our ship was damaged.It's great systems could not regenerated.We tried to get these human s to help,but they descended upon Sporr Phonn and crew.We fought back.We had had enough.Puny humans were trying to destroy us.We were simply defending ourselves. They had tricked us to run towards them and suddenly,it four Kha-Tharnn brother's had fallen down a long,narrow abyss.We had fallen for some time. Broken,the Kha-Tharnn took sometime to repair themselves.When we had awoke,it was desided,we escape from darkened tomb.Looking for a way out,they became separated.Sporr Phonn never saw them again. Sporr Phonn walked on.How long,it did not know.Its energy reserves were getting low.Weak,it was overwhelmed by the Platedwellers living here.The underworlders,who call themselves the Black Circle overwhelmed Sporr Phonn and trapped himself here,to be their slave.They used him,as some sort of leverage towards non believers in their insane religious cult.They fed him enough energy to be kept alive and destroy those,they sent against him.But not enough to escape.To reserve its precious energy supply,Sporr Phonn would return to the sleep chamber,awaiting the Black Circles call.This it did,for countless ages.Slave to a mad,aliens cult,it did not understand.Sporr Phonn wanted out.It wanted freedom.Freedom,it could never have. It remembered somethings else .It hated these humans,as they called themselves.Sporr Phonn grew angery.It did deserve this.More crazy humanoids out to torches him.His fuzzy brain became angery.All the many years -no centuries of misery.Being tortured.Used and abused by these strange,animals.Hairless apes,it thought.They used him to do what they wanted. Well,like all the others,who came into his stygian lair..no more.Sporr Phonn will crush them.Destroy them and then will he know peace ..for a time.

Sporr Phonn lunged outwards.Toreus Rhanns lion like reflexes reacted instinctively.He hopped upwards about 30 feet and over the moving Kha-Tharnn.Logan Morningstar and Jenna Sunderguard barely avoided the Kha-Tharnns grasp.He moved with the supple ease of a great lion, his steely muscles rippling under his brown skin,beneath his dark blue Thuvian Ranger armor. "Kra Farr !" Sporr Phonn curse " By Gods! " the Guider translated. Prince Toreus landed upon an upper high ledge.He steadily footed himself and turned.Sporr Phonn was moving towards Morningstar short sword in his right hand and knife in his right,poking him with a strange,glowing green tipped lance in its right upper hand.It was ancient Kha-Tharnn Scavenger Lance,not only used defend oneself ,but inspect wreckage and slice pieces up for transportation.Jenna Sunderguard tried fight the wretched creatures off with sword one of two swords inits two lower arms.The two were doing their best to defend themselves,by parrying the emerald titans lance thrusts.A third odd looking knife was held in the Kha-Tharnns upper left hand. Logan Morningstar thrust his through the tangled series of arms and pierced the creatures side,just near the lower torso rib cage.Vile green blood like fluids poured from the beasts wounds.Sporr Phonn yelped in pain and looked down at torn space suite. But Morningstars bewildered blue eyes,the suite fabric began to close up,as did artificial flesh wound inside the gapping hole. In minutes,the fabric still covered in earie green liquid was totally healed. "By Urick Khell !" Logan Morningstar swore to holo god of his people. "Now,we know why it is called the Beast that cannot die.It has sort of self regeneration systems." " Great ! " Jenna Sunderguard responded. "Swords can't kill it." "Toreus said he doesn't believe that." The Lankmearian Minstrel commented "Everything can be killed.Sometimes something s are just harder than others."

"Warrior Prince." the Old Ghost spoke " Not now,Guider ! "the Thuvian Ranger cursed "My friends are in trouble.I don't have time for cursed lectures or useless information." " No,by Thrull Khonn's devils ! "Toreus screamed as he jumped over upon Sporr Phonns back,knocking the creature down.It had dropped two of it's lower arms weapons.The Kha-Tharnn was momentarily stunned,despite being a class ten artificial life form.It staggered to get,off it six limbs.The Thuvian warrior was stupified as the creatures upper torso suddenly bent upwards.The Kha-Tharnnian was strangely double joined,as seemed walk about like a centaure.Its lower legs and arms,acting a horses feet and legs,while the upper body stood out of it's shoulders like a human rider. " Kree Phadd. " Sporr Phonn muttered "Undignified status !" the Guider translated again .es "Thrull !" Toreus cursed in astonishment. "Toreus,the beast would not die,seems to be momentarily disposed." Logan Morningstar commented "So how ,By Enoch 's Sake,do we kill it. Suddenly,the Kharn stood up straight and it began to move head side to side,as it was trying to test the validity of it's own neck.Obviously,it may not be able to die easily,but it could be injured easy,if caught unawares. "Que Ast ! " Sporr Phonn cursed " That hurt ! "the Guider Gem translated. The Thuvian Ranger attacked it from one side as Shakhorja great silver Atlantium claws ripped at opposite side.Logan Morningstar and Jenna Sunderguard kept it's four great limbs busy,by thrusts and parrying their own sword with it's own.

No word was spoken. No word was necessary. Sporr Phonn spread his great arms, and Toreus,Rhann,crouching beneath them, slashed at the giant's belly. Then he bounded back, eyes blazing with surprise. The wound simply started reweave  itself  back it's former pattern. Sporr Phonn looked down and simply laughed,its cruel,mirthless laugh.Then Sporr Phonn came upon him in an irrestible surge.

There was a fleeting concussion, a fierce writhing and intertwining of limbs and bodies,as Sporr Phonn attempted to take on three humans and silver lion. Prince Toreus was sprang clear.every one of enhanced muscles quivering from the violence of his efforts.Shakhorja tried another attack,apparently applying silver teeth and claws upon the Kha-Tharnn.Sporr Phonn looked indignant and suddenly gave the Saber cat,a backhand with his lower left arm.The alien s blood started spurting,where Shakhorja had sharp claws had cut his Android flesh. His grazing fingers of fight lower had instinctively  torn at the skin. In that instant of contact, the Kha-Tharnn had experienced the ultimate madness of blasphemed nature. Kha-Tharnn knew his inhuman flesh had been sliced by this ivory creature.The artificial  skin and bone of kind injured by another of these alien beings.Will the indigity of puny creatures know no end. "Shorkhorja !" Toreus Rhann shouted " I'm alright... "The Silver Lion returned "Just got the wind knocked out of me."

Sporr Phonn loomed above the trio of warrior in the gloom. He knew sooner or later,these puny being may overcome him and perhaps injury him beyond the regeneration systems could self repair his systems. Once let those great fingers lock and they would not loosen until the human body hung limp in their grasp. In that twilit chamber it was as if a man fought with a dream-monster in a nightmare.

Bringing up his sword of Startarus,Prince Toreus ignited it's plasma blade feature,as a arch of super heated gase enveloped the totality of the blade.A low hum issued forth,as the First Son of Thuvia sliced into Sporr Phonns side.No civilized man could have moved half so quickly as the barbarian moved. His sword flashed frostily in the twilight with every ounce of desperate nerve and thew behind it, and man and beast almost went down together.Artificial flesh cut and burned.Green blood spurt fourth,as the Kha-Tharnnian cried out in agony. "Beware the god who bleeds,my Prince." Logan Morningstar shouted. Prince Toreus smiled. Sporr Phonn suddenly,with lower left arm,knocked the Sword of Startarus Khonn out the Thuvian Rangers right hand.The sword flipped over and clanged somewhere off in the stygian dimness of the vast chamber.Once free of Toreus Rhann 's grasp,the weapon went silent,as it deactivated it earie plasma sheath. "Ladd,I told you to keep your hands on that." the Old Ghost tele thought. "Never lose it,sonny boy." " I am a bit busy,Guider ! "Prince Toreus spat." Lets see what else I can use to stop damned creature. " "That bench perhaps,my good man.?" Logan Morningstar suggested "Seriously!" Jenna Sunderguard commented "You want to beat this...thing with a bench ?" " Got any other suggestions,babe ? "the Thuvian Warrior shot back.

Prince Toreus caught up a heavy bench and hurled it with all his power. It was such a missile as few men could even lift. On Sporr Phonn's mighty breast it smashed into shreds and splinters. It did not even shake the giant on his braced legs. His face lost something of its human aspect, as seemed be angry at tall humans affrontary to attack him so.

With a desperate wrench Prince Toreus ripped a whole section of tapestry from the wall and whirling it, with a muscular effort greater than that required for throwing the bench, he flung it over the giant's head. For an instant Sporr Phonn floundered, smothered and blinded by the clinging stuff that resisted his strength as wood or steel could not have done, and in that instant Toreus caught up his long sword  and shot out into the corridor. " Come you three. " the Thuvian shouted "While it busy." Without checking his speed, he hurled himself through the door of the adjoining chamber, Morningstar ,Jenna Sunderguard and Shakhorja followed.Once all three were through,the Thuvian Prince slammed the door, and twisted the locking dial closed.

Then as he wheeled, he stopped short, all the blood in him seeming to surge to his head.

Crouching on a heap of silk cushions, golden hair streaming over her naked shoulders, eyes blank with terror, was the woman for whom he had dared so much. He almost forgot the horror at his heels until a splintering crash behind him brought him to his senses. He caught up the girl and sprang for the opposite door. She was too helpless with fright either to resist or to aid him. A faint whimper was the only sound of which she seemed capable.

Toreus wasted no time trying the door. A shattering stroke of his long sword hewed the lock asunder, and as he sprang through to the stair that loomed beyond it, he saw the head and shoulders of  Sporr Phonn crash through the other door. The colossus was splintering the massive panels as if they were of cardboard.

Toreus raced up the stair, carrying the big girl over one shoulder as easily as if she had been a child. Where he was going he had no idea, but the stair ended at the door of a round, domed chamber. Sporr Phonn was coming up the stair behind them, silently as a wind of death, and as swiftly.

The chamber's walls were of solid steel, and so was the door. Toreus shut it and dropped in place the great bars with which it was furnished. The thought struck him that this was Sporr Phonn's chamber, where he locked himself in to sleep securely from the monsters he had loosed from the Pits to do his bidding.

Hardly were the bolts in place when the great door shook and trembled to the giant's assault. Toreus shrugged his shoulders. This was the end of the trail. There was no other door in the chamber, nor any window. Air, and the strange misty light, evidently came from interstices in the dome. He tested the nicked edge of his long sword, quite cool now that he was at bay. He had done his volcanic best to escape; when the giant came crashing through that door, he would explode in another savage onslaught with the useless sword, not because he expected it to do any good, but because it was his nature to die fighting. For the moment there was no course of action to take, and his calmness was not forced or feigned.

The gaze he turned on his fair companion was as admiring and intense as if he had a hundred years to live. He had dumped her unceremoniously on the floor when he turned to close the door, and she had risen to her knees, mechanically arranging her streaming locks and her scanty garment. Toreus's fierce eyes glowed with approval as they devoured her thick golden hair, her clear, wide eyes, her milky skin, sleek with exuberant health, the firm swell of her breasts, the contours of her splendid hips.

A low cry escaped her as the door shook and a bolt gave way with a groan.

Toreus did not look around. He knew the door would hold a little while longer.

"They told me you had escaped," he said. "A Plate Dwellers fisher told me you were hiding here. What is your name?"

"Jenna Sunderguard ," she gasped mechanically. Then words came in a rush. She caught at him with desperate fingers. "Oh Mitra! what nightmare is this? The people – the dark-skinned people—one of them caught me in the forest and brought me here. They carried me to—to that—that thing. He told me—he said—am I mad? Is this a dream?"

He glanced at the door which bulged inward as if from the impact of a battering-ram.

"No," he said; "it's no dream. That hinge is giving way. Strange that a devil has to break down a door like a common man; but after all, his strength itself is a diabolism."

"Can you not kill him?" she panted. "You are strong."

Toreus was too honest to lie to her. "If a mortal man could kill him, he'd be dead now," he answered. "I nicked my blade on his belly."

Her eyes dulled. "Then you must die, and I must—oh Amarah !" she screamed in sudden frenzy, and Toreus caught her hands, fearing that she would harm herself. "He told me what he was going to do to me!" she panted. "Kill me! Kill me with your sword before he bursts the door!"

Toreus looked at her and shook his head.

"I'll do what I can," he said. "That won't be much, but it'll give you a chance to get past him down the stair. Then run for the cliffs. I have a boat tied at the foot of the steps. If you can get out of the palace, you may escape him yet. The people of this city are all asleep."

She dropped her head in her hands. Toreus took up his long sword and moved over to stand before the echoing door. One watching him would not have realized that he was waiting for a death he regarded as inevitable. His eyes smoldered more vividly; his muscular hand knotted harder on his hilt; that was all.

The hinges had given under the giant's terrible assault, and the door rocked crazily, held only by the bolts. And these solid steel bars were buckling, bending, bulging out of their sockets. Toreus watched in an almost impersonal fascination, envying the monster his inhuman strength.

Then, without warning, the bombardment ceased. In the stillness, Toreus heard other noises on the landing outside—the beat of wings, and a muttering voice that was like the whining of wind through midnight branches. Then presently there was silence, but there was a new feel in the air. Only the whetted instincts of barbarism could have sensed it, but Toreus knew, without seeing or hearing him leave, that the master of Uhshall  City  no longer stood outside the door.

He glared through a crack that had been started in the steel of the portal. The landing was empty. He drew the warped bolts and cautiously pulled aside the sagging door. Sporr Phonn was not on the stair, but far below he heard the clang of a metal door. He did not know whether the giant was plotting new deviltries or had been summoned away by that muttering voice, but he wasted no time in conjectures.

He called to Jenna Sunderguard, and the new note in his voice brought her up to her feet and to his side almost without her conscious volition.

"What is it?" she gasped.

"Don't stop to talk!" He caught her wrist. "Come on!" The chance for action had transformed him; his eyes blazed, his voice crackled. "The knife!" he muttered, while almost dragging the girl down the stair in his fierce haste. "The magic Plate Dwellers blade! He left it in the dome! I—" his voice died suddenly as a clear mental picture sprang up before him. That dome adjoined the great room where stood the copper throne—sweat started out on his body. The only way to that dome was through that room with the copper throne and the foul thing that slumbered in it.

But he did not hesitate. Swiftly they descended the stair, crossed the chamber, descended the next stair, and came into the great dim hall with its mysterious hangings. They had seen no sign of the colossus. Halting before the great bronze-valved door, Toreus caught Jenna Sunderguard by her shoulders and shook her in his intensity.

"Listen!" he snapped. "I'm going into the room and fasten the door. Stand here and listen; if Sporr Phonn comes, call to me. If you hear me cry out for you to go, run as though the Devil were on your heels—which he probably will be. Make for that door at the other end of the hall, because I'll be past helping you. I'm going for the Plate Dwellers knife!"

Before she could voice the protest her lips were framing, he had slid through the valves and shut them behind him. He lowered the bolt cautiously, not noticing that it could be worked from the outside. In the dim twilight his gaze sought that grim copper throne; yes, the scaly brute was still there, filling the throne with its loathsome coils. He saw a door behind the throne and knew that it led into the dome. But to reach it he must mount the dais, a few feet from the throne itself.

A wind blowing across the green floor would have made more noise than Toreus's slinking feet. Eyes glued on the sleeping reptile he reached the dais and mounted the glass steps. The snake had not moved. He was reaching for the door...

The bolt on the bronze portal clanged and Toreus stifled an awful oath as he saw Jenna Sunderguard come into the room. She stared about, uncertain in the deeper gloom, and he stood frozen, not daring to shout a warning. Then she saw his shadowy figure and ran toward the dais, crying: "I want to go with you! I'm afraid to stay alone—oh!" She threw up her hands with a terrible scream as for the first time she saw the occupant of the throne. The wedge-shaped head had lifted from its coils and thrust out toward her on a yard of shining neck.

Then with a smooth, flowing motion, it began to ooze from the throne, coil by coil, its ugly head bobbing in the direction of the paralyzed girl.

Toreus cleared the space between him and the throne with a desperate bound, his long sword swinging with all his power. And with such blinding speed did the serpent move that it whipped about and met him in full midair, lapping his limbs and body with half a dozen coils. His half-checked stroke fell futilely as he crashed down on the dais, gashing the scaly trunk but not severing it.

Then he was writhing on the glass steps with fold after slimy fold knotting about him, twisting, crushing, killing him. His right arm was still free, but he could get no purchase to strike a killing blow, and he knew one blow must suffice. With a groaning convulsion of muscular expansion that bulged his veins almost to bursting on his temples and tied his muscles in quivering, tortured knots, he heaved up on his feet, lifting almost the full weight of that forty-foot devil.

An instant he reeled on wide-braced legs, feeling his ribs caving in on his vitals and his sight growing dark, while his long sword gleamed above his head. Then it fell, shearing through the scales and flesh and vertebrae. And where there had been one huge, writhing cable, now there were horribly two, lashing and flopping in the death throes. Toreus staggered away from their blind strokes. He was sick and dizzy, and blood oozed from his nose. Groping in a dark mist he clutched Jenna Sunderguard and shook her until she gasped for breath.

"Next time I tell you to stay somewhere," he gasped, "you stay!"

He was too dizzy even to know whether she replied. Taking her wrist like a truant schoolgirl, he led her around the hideous stumps that still loomed and knotted on the floor. Somewhere, in the distance, he thought he heard men yelling, but his ears were still roaring so that he could not be sure.

The door gave to his efforts. If Sporr Phonn had placed the snake there to guard the thing he feared, evidently he considered it ample precaution. Toreus Rhann half expected some other monstrosity to leap at him with the opening of the door, but in the dimmer light he saw only the vague sweep of the arch above, a dully gleaming block of gold, and a half-moon glimmer on the stone.

With a gasp of gratification, he scooped it up and did not linger for further exploration. He turned and fled across the room and down the great hall toward the distant door that he felt led to the outer air. He was correct. A few minutes later he emerged into the silent streets, half carrying, half guiding his companion. There was no one to be seen, but beyond the western wall there sounded cries and moaning wails that made Jenna Sunderguard tremble. He led her to the southwestern wall and without difficulty found a stone stair that mounted the rampart. He had appropriated a thick tapestry rope in the great hall, and now, having reached the parapet, he looped the soft, strong cord about the girl's hips and lowered her to the earth. Then, making one end fast to a merlon, he slid down after her. There was but one way of escape from the island – the stair on the western cliffs. In that direction he hurried, swinging wide around the spot from which had come the cries and the sound of terrible blows.

Jenna Sunderguard sensed that grim peril lurked in those leafy fastnesses. Her breath came pantingly and she pressed close to her protector. But the forest was silent now, and they saw no shape of menace until they emerged from the trees and glimpsed a figure standing on the edge of the cliffs.

Logan Morningstar Again had escaped the doom that had overtaken his warriors when an iron giant sallied suddenly from the gate and battered and crushed them into bits of shredded flesh and splintered bone. When he saw the swords of his archers break on that manlike juggernaut, he had known it was no human foe they faced, and he had fled, hiding in the deep woods until the sounds of slaughter ceased. Then he crept back to the stair, but his boatmen were not waiting for him.

They had heard the screams, and presently, waiting nervously, had seen, on the cliff above them, a blood-smeared monster waving gigantic arms in awful triumph. They had waited for no more. When Logan Morningstar came upon the cliffs, they were just vanishing among the reeds beyond earshot. Sporr Phonn was gone – had either returned to the city or was prowling the forest in search of the man who had escaped him outside the walls.

Logan Morningstar was just preparing to descend the stairs and depart in Toreus's boat, when he saw the hetman and the girl emerge from the trees. The experience which had congealed his blood and almost blasted his reason had not altered Logan Morningstar's intentions towards the kozak chief. The sight of the man he had come to kill filled him with gratification. He was astonished to see the girl he had given to Jelal Khan, but he wasted no time on her. Lifting his bow he drew the shaft to its head and loosed. Toreus crouched and the arror splintered on a tree, and Toreus laughed.

"Dog!" he taunted. "You can't hit me! I was not born to die on Thundarian steel! Try again, pig of Thundarria !"

Logan Morningstar did not try again. That was his last knife. He drew his long sword and advanced, confident in his spired helmet and close-meshed mail. Toreus met him halfway in a blinding whirl of swords. The curved blades ground together, sprang apart, circled in glittering arcs that blurred the sight which tried to follow them. Jenna Sunderguard, watching, did not see the stroke, but she heard its chopping impact and saw Logan Morningstar fall, blood spurting from his side where the Thuvian's steel had sundered his mail and bitten to his spine.

But Jenna Sunderguard 's scream was not caused by the death of her former master. With a crash of bending boughs, Sporr Phonn was upon them. The girl could not flee; a moaning cry escaped her as her knees gave way and pitched her groveling to the sward.

Toreus, stooping above the body of the Agha, made no move to escape. Shifting his reddened long sword to his left hand, he drew the great half-blade of the Plate Dwellers. Sporr Phonn was towering above him, his arms lifted like mauls, but as the blade caught the sheen of the sun, the giant gave back suddenly.

But Toreus's blood was up. He rushed in, slashing with the crescent blade. And it did not splinter. Under its edge, the dusky metal of Sporr Phonn's body gave way like common flesh beneath a cleaver. From the deep gash flowed a strange ichor, and Sporr Phonn cried out like the dirging of a great bell. His terrible arms flailed down, but Toreus, quicker than the archers who had died beneath those awful flails, avoided their strokes and struck again and yet again. Sporr Phonn breeled and tottered; his cries were awful to hear, as if metal were given a tongue of pain, as if iron shrieked and bellowed under torment.

Then, wheeling away, he staggered into the forest; he reeled in his gait, crashed through bushes, and caromed off trees. Yet though Toreus followed him with the speed of hot passion, the walls and towers of Uhshall  City  loomed through the trees before the man came with dagger-reach of the giant.

Then Sporr Phonn turned again, flailing the air with desperate blows, but Toreus, fired to berserk fury, was not to be denied. As a panther strikes down a bull moose at bay, so he plunged under the bludgeoning arms and drove the crescent blade to the hilt under the spot where a human's heart would be.

Sporr Phonn reeled and fell. In the shape of a man he reeled, but it was not the shape of a man that struck the loam. Where there had been the likeness of a human face, there was no face at all, and the metal limbs melted and changed... Toreus, who had not shrunk from Sporr Phonnliving, recoiled blenching for  Sporr Phonn dead, for he had witnessed an awful transmutation; in his dying throes  Sporr Phonn had become again the thing that had crawled up from the Abyss millennia gone. Gagging with intolerable repugnance, Toreus turned to flee the sight; and he was suddenly aware that the pinnacles of Uhshall  City  no longer glimmered through the trees. They had faded like smoke—the battlements, the crenellated towers, the great bronze gates, the velvets, the gold, the ivory, and the dark-haired women, and the men with their shaven skulls. With the passing of the inhuman intellect which had given them rebirth, they had faded back into the dust which they had been for ages uncounted. Only the stumps of broken columns rose above crumbling walls and broken paves and shattered dome. Toreus again looked upon the ruins of Xapur as he remembered them.

"The Kha-Tharnnian Lance was swinging in the arc which ended upon Thuvian Rangers  upturned face when a bolt of myriad-legged horror hurled itself through the doorway full upon the breast of Thuvian Rangers  executioner. With a shriek of fear the ape which held me leaped through the open window, but its mate closed in a terrific death struggle with Thuvian Rangers  preserver, which was nothing less than Thuvian Rangers  faithful watch-thing; I cannot bring myself to call so hideous a creature a dog.

As quickly as possible Toreus Rhann gained Thuvian Rangers  feet and backing against the wall I witnessed such a battle as it is vouchsafed few beings to see. The strength, agility, and blind ferocity of these two creatures is approached by nothing known to earthly man. My beast had an advantage in his first hold, having sunk his mighty fangs far into the breast of his adversary; but the great arms and paws of the ape, backed by muscles far transcending those of the Martian men Toreus Rhann had seen, had locked the throat of Thuvian Rangers  guardian and slowly were choking out his life, and bending back his head and neck upon his body, where Toreus Rhann  momentarily expected the former to fall limp at the end of a broken neck.

In accomplishing this the ape was tearing away the entire front of its breast, which was held in the vise-like grip of the powerful jaws. Back and forth upon the floor they rolled, neither one emitting a sound of fear or pain. Presently Toreus Rhann saw the great eyes of Thuvian Rangers  beast bulging completely from their sockets and blood flowing from its nostrils. That he was weakening perceptibly was evident, but so also was the ape, whose struggles were growing momentarily less.

"Guider !Do something quick !" Toreus shoutted. " I am, my friend,but this is not a Time-Sorcerers Class One Guider Gem. " the Old Ghost responsed.

Prince Toreus Rhann,knew what a Time-Sorcerers Class One Guider Gem was.His gem,had very limited telepathic abilities.Whatever the Old Ghost was doing,it was making an end run about the gem band designs up holo space.He was bending a few rules and possibly breaking a warrantee on the damned thing.The Thuvian would worry abbout all that later.Right now,he would need to stop this Kha-Tharnn cold. Back,in it's sub consciousness,something had touched it's inner mind.It's second mind,it wore upon its back.It was the Kha-Tharnn Navigational/Battle Computer,that his kind used as a secondary mind.

Suddenlellers,of course." the gem answered. "Of course.Why didn't I think of it." the Thuvian Prince murmured "The fear it more than we do. "Who Shall ." Sporr Phonn said. "I am sending a transmission to Sporr Phonns Battle Computers." the Old Ghost admitted. "If this works,we should have an allie and an enemy with this Kharnn." " Ok,Guider...enough,by Thrull Khonn's Holo Angeles. "Prince Toreus Rhann grumbled "Just get it before we all die of bordom." Sporr Phonn turned and did not look back.It clawed its way back towards the darken tunnels of the Underworld of Terra-Prime.After all these centuries,it was finally free.Perhaps it will go and find its other fellow crew members.Shaa Thule the Navigator, Usa Ull the Surveyor and Sogg Thue the Engine er may all be still alive.If so Perhaps Sporr Phonn the captain will find them.As long as nor more of these human pest bother him.Perhaps ,it could find star ship-its self repairing systems must fixed many of it's primarily flight systems and exite this aliens world.Perhaps not.Perhaps,they could find some,unexplored part of this Great Sphere and stay there.Build a colony there. " What did say,Guider ? " Toreus Rhann asked "Although I do not speak Kha-Tharnnese,I believe it said thank you." the Old Ghost responded. "Well ,by Thrull,how do you like that ?" Prince Rhann response. "Where will he go ?" Logan Morningstar wondered. "Back to his own kind maybe,if he came find,after all this time." the Guider spoke. " He hopes also repair this ship and leave Terra-Prime or find one of the unfinished world plates and build a new world for himself and his kind there.

"Who knows,maybe in time,our kind and his will get along." Prince Toreus Rhann surmised. "I don't blame him for not trusting us." Jenna Sunderguard added "After the way our kind,treated him,can you blame him.?" " No. " the Thuvian Ranger finished "Nothing is ever easy on the Great Sphere,nor what one expects." The wild hetman stood like a statue for a space, dimly grasping something of the cosmic tragedy of the fitful ephemera called mankind and the hooded shapes of darkness which prey upon it. Then as he heard his voice called in accents of fear, he started, as one awakening from a dream, glanced again at the thing on the ground, shuddered and turned away toward the cliffs and the girl that waited there.

She was peering fearfully under the trees, and she greeted him with a half-stifled cry of relief. He had shaken off the dim monstrous visions which had momentarily haunted him, and was his exuberant self again.

"Where is he?" she shuddered.

"Gone back to Hell whence he crawled," he replied cheerfully. "Why didn't you climb the stair and make your escape in Thuvian Rangers boat?"

"I wouldn't desert—" she began, then changed her mind, and amended rather sulkily, "I have nowhere to go. The Markhoreans would enslave me again, and the pirates would—"

"What of the kozaks?" he suggested.

"Are they better than the pirates?" she asked scornfully. Toreus's admiration increased to see how well she had recovered her poise after having endured such frantic terror. Her arrogance amused him.

"You seemed to think so in the camp by Ghori," he answered. "You were free enough with your smiles then."

Her red lips curled in disdain. "Do you think I was enamored of you? Do you dream that I would have shamed myself before an ale-guzzling, meat-gorging barbarian unless I had to? My master—whose body lies there – forced me to do as I did."

"Oh!" Toreus seemed rather crestfallen. Then he laughed with undiminished zest. "No matter. You belong to me now. Give me a kiss."

"You dare ask—" she began angrily, when she felt herself snatched off her feet and crushed to the hetman's muscular breast. She fought him fiercely, with all the supple strength of her magnificent youth, but he only laughed exuberantly, drunk with the possession of this splendid creature writhing in his arms.

He crushed her struggles easily, drinking the nectar of her lips with all the unrestrained passion that was his, until the arms that strained against them melted and twined convulsively about his massive neck. Then he laughed down into the clear eyes, and said: "Why should not a chief of the Free People be preferable to a city-bred dog of Thundarria. Five or six had already hatched and the grotesque caricatures which sat blinking in the sunlight were enough to cause me to doubt Thuvian Rangers sanity. They seemed mostly head, with little scrawny bodies, long necks and six legs, or, as I afterward learned, two legs and two arms, with an intermediary pair of limbs which could be used at will either as arms or legs. Their eyes were set at the extreme sides of their heads a trifle above the center and protruded in such a manner that they could be directed either forward or back and also independently of each other, thus permitting this queer animal to look in any direction, or in two directions at once, without the necessity of turning the head. But how puny and harmless they now looked beside this huge and terrific incarnation of hate, of vengeance and of death. The man himself, for such I may call him, was fully fifteen feet in height and, on Earth, would have weighed some four hundred pounds.

The ears, which were slightly above the eyes and closer together, were small, cup-shaped antennae, protruding not more than an inch on these young specimens. Their noses were but longitudinal slits in the center of their faces, midway between their mouths and ears.

There was no hair on their bodies, which were of a very light yellowish-green color. In the adults, as I was to learn quite soon, this color deepens to an olive green and is darker in the male than in the female. Further, the heads of the adults are not so out of proportion to their bodies as in the case of the young.

The iris of the eyes is blood red, as in Albinos, while the pupil is dark. The eyeball itself is very white, as are the teeth. These latter add a most ferocious appearance to an otherwise fearsome and terrible countenance, as the lower tusks curve upward to sharp points which end about where the eyes of earthly human beings are located. The whiteness of the teeth is not that of ivory, but of the snowiest and most gleaming of china. Against the dark background of their olive skins their tusks stand out in a most striking manner, making these weapons present a singularly formidable appearance The thing, which more nearly resembled our earthly men than it did the Thundarria I had seen, held me pinioned to the ground with one huge foot, while it jabbered and gesticulated at some answering creature behind me. This other, which was evidently its mate, soon came toward us, bearing a mighty stone cudgel with which it evidently intended to brain me.

The creatures were about ten or fifteen feet tall, standing erect, and had, like the green Thundarria, an intermediary set of arms or legs, midway between their upper and lower limbs. Their eyes were close together and non-protruding; their ears were high set, but more laterally located than those of the Thundarria, while their snouts and teeth were strikingly like those of our African gorilla. Altogether they were not unlovely when viewed in comparison with the green Thundarria.

The cudgel was swinging in the arc which ended upon Thuvian Rangers upturned face when a bolt of myriad-legged horror hurled itself through the doorway full upon the breast of Thuvian Rangers  executioner. With a shriek of fear the ape which held me leaped through the open window, but its mate closed in a terrific death struggle with Thuvian Rangers preserver, which was nothing less than Thuvian Rangers  faithful watch-thing; I cannot bring myself to call so hideous a creature a dog.

As quickly as possible I gained Thuvian Rangers feet and backing against the wall I witnessed such a battle as it is vouchsafed few beings to see. The strength, agility, and blind ferocity of these two creatures is approached by nothing known to earthly man. My beast had an advantage in his first hold, having sunk his mighty fangs far into the breast of his adversary; but the great arms and paws of the ape, backed by muscles far transcending those of the Martian men I had seen, had locked the throat of Thuvian Rangers guardian and slowly were choking out his life, and bending back his head and neck upon his body, where I momentarily expected the former to fall limp at the end of a broken neck.

In accomplishing this the ape was tearing away the entire front of its breast, which was held in the vise-like grip of the powerful jaws. Back and forth upon the floor they rolled, neither one emitting a sound of fear or pain. Presently I saw the great eyes of Thuvian Rangers beast bulging completely from their sockets and blood flowing from its nostrils. That he was weakening perceptibly was evident, but so also was the ape, whose struggles were growing momentarily less.

Suddenly I came to myself and, with that strange instinct which seems ever to prompt me to Thuvian Rangers duty, I seized the cudgel, which had fallen to the floor at the commencement of the battle, and swinging it with all the power of Thuvian Rangers  earthly arms I crashed it full upon the head of the ape, crushing his skull as though it had been an eggshell.

Scarcely had the blow descended when I was confronted with a new danger. The ape's mate, recovered from its first shock of terror, had returned to the scene of the encounter by way of the interior of the building. I glimpsed him just before he reached the doorway and the sight of him, now roaring as he perceived his lifeless fellow stretched upon the floor, and frothing at the mouth, in the extremity of his rage, filled me, I must confess, with dire forebodings.

I am ever willing to stand and fight when the odds are not too overwhelmingly against me, but in this instance I perceived neither glory nor profit in pitting Thuvian Rangers relatively puny strength against the iron muscles and brutal ferocity of this enraged denizen of an unknown world; in fact, the only outcome of such an encounter, so far as I might be concerned, seemed sudden death.

I was standing near the window and I knew that once in the street I might gain the plaza and safety before the creature could overtake me; at least there was a chance for safety in flight, against almost certain death should I remain and fight however desperately.

It is true I held the cudgel, but what could I do with it against his four great arms? Even should I break one of them with Thuvian Rangers first blow, for I figured that he would attempt to ward off the cudgel, he could reach out and annihilate me with the others before I could recover for a second attack.

In the instant that these thoughts passed through Thuvian Rangers mind I had turned to make for the window, but Thuvian Rangers  eyes alighting on the form of Thuvian Rangers  erstwhile guardian threw all thoughts of flight to the four winds. He lay gasping upon the floor of the chamber, his great eyes fastened upon me in what seemed a pitiful appeal for protection. I could not withstand that look, nor could I, on second thought, have deserted Thuvian Rangers rescuer without giving as good an account of myself in his behalf as he had in mine.

Without more ado, therefore, I turned to meet the charge of the infuriated bull ape. He was now too close upon me for the cudgel to prove of any effective assistance, so I merely threw it as heavily as I could at his advancing bulk. It struck him just below the knees, eliciting a howl of pain and rage, and so throwing him off his balance that he lunged full upon me with arms wide stretched to ease his fall.

Again, as on the preceding day, I had recourse to earthly tactics, and swinging Thuvian Rangers right fist full upon the point of his chin I followed it with a smashing left to the pit of his stomach. The effect was marvelous, for, as I lightly sidestepped, after delivering the second blow, he reeled and fell upon the floor doubled up with pain and gasping for wind. Leaping over his prostrate body, I seized the cudgel and finished the monster before he could regain his feet.

As I delivered the blow a low laugh rang out behind me, and, turning, I beheld Tars Tarkas, Sola, and three or four warriors standing in the doorway of the chamber. As Thuvian Rangers eyes met theirs I was, for the second time, the recipient of their zealously guarded applause.

My absence had been noted by Sola on her awakening, and she had quickly informed Tars Tarkas, who had set out immediately with a handful of warriors to search for me. As they had approached the limits of the city they had witnessed the actions of the bull ape as he bolted into the building, frothing with rage.

They had followed immediately behind him, thinking it barely possible that his actions might prove a clew to Thuvian Rangers whereabouts and had witnessed Thuvian Rangers  short but decisive battle with him. This encounter, together with Thuvian Rangers set-to with the Martian warrior on the previous day and Thuvian Rangers  feats of jumping placed me upon a high pinnacle in their regard. Evidently devoid of all the finer sentiments of friendship, love, or affection, these people fairly worship physical prowess and bravery, and nothing is too good for the object of their adoration as long as he maintains his position by repeated examples of his skill, strength, and courage.

Sola, who had accompanied the searching party of her own volition, was the only one of the Thundarria whose face had not been twisted in laughter as I battled for Thuvian Rangers  life. She, on the contrary, was sober with apparent solicitude and, as soon as I had finished the monster, rushed to me and carefully examined Thuvian Rangers body for possible wounds or injuries. Satisfying herself that I had come off unscathed she smiled quietly, and, taking Thuvian Rangers hand, started toward the door of the chamber.

Tars Tarkas and the other warriors had entered and were standing over the now rapidly reviving brute which had saved Thuvian Rangers life, and whose life I, in turn, had rescued. They seemed to be deep in argument, and finally one of them addressed me, but remembering Thuvian Rangers ignorance of his language turned back to Tars Tarkas, who, with a word and gesture, gave some command to the fellow and turned to follow us from the room.

There seemed something menacing in their attitude toward Thuvian Rangers beast, and I hesitated to leave until I had learned the outcome. It was well I did so, for the warrior drew an evil looking pistol from its holster and was on the point of putting an end to the creature when I sprang forward and struck up his arm. The bullet striking the wooden casing of the window exploded, blowing a hole completely through the wood and masonry.

I then knelt down beside the fearsome-looking thing, and raising it to its feet motioned for it to follow me. The looks of surprise which Thuvian Rangers actions elicited from the Thundarria  were ludicrous; they could not understand, except in a feeble and childish way, such attributes as gratitude and compassion. The warrior whose gun I had struck up looked enquiringly at Tars Tarkas, but the latter signed that I be left to Thuvian Rangers own devices, and so we returned to the plaza with Thuvian Rangers  great beast following close at heel, and Sola grasping me tightly by the arm.

I had at least two friends on The Great Sphere of Terra-Prime ; a young woman who watched over me with motherly solicitude, and a dumb brute which, as I later came to know, held in its poor ugly carcass more love, more loyalty, more gratitude than could have been found in the entire five million green Thundarria who rove the deserted cities and dead sea bottoms of The Great Sphere of Terra-Prime. Edit with the Docs app Make tweaks, leave comments, and share with others to edit at the same time. NO THANKSUSE THE APP Prince Toreus Rhann Gazetter

Prince Toreus Rhann Gazetter

Seven Empires of Pangea (P:---the principle political entities of the Western Pangeaworld at the time of Lord Thrull Khonn., the Empires most probably included Thuvia ,Valusia,Lemuria, Grondar, Kamelia, Thule, Commoria, and the "Triple Federation".

Thuvia:---westernmost of the Seven Empires of the Pangean continent during the pre-Cataclysmic times, so called Land of Enchantment. It was apparently the wealthiest and most sophisticated of the continental nations of that era. Thuvia was also the most ancient of the human pre-Cataclysmic kingdoms. It was young when Atlantis and Mu were mere islands of primitives. The ancestors of the Thuvians came from the Far Eastern Land-sometime after the First Great Cataclysm, warred with a pre-human race of serpent-folk (the old ones)0f the Dragon Lands-Ghonwhanna Land of another near by world plate, and set up their empire in western Thuria. By Thrull Khonn 's time, the nation was degenerate, ripe for a barbarian usurper. Eventually, Thrull Khonn ,exile of Thuvia became its king. His capital city, also called Thuvia, was known as the City of Wonders. Mountains stood on the southern frontier of Thuvia, where a colony of Picts had been established to serve as a buffer "against foreign invasion".

The Twine Crystals Cities of Wonders:---also called "the Crystal City of Thuvia or the Twine Cities." The City of Wonders was the capital city of the kingdom of Thuvia. The city has tall, jeweled spires and lush gardens. It is the location of the regal Tower of Splendor and the Emerald Throne. A thousand years before the Age of Lord Thrull Khonn, the city was once called Zardath-a city in the time of the ancients of the Pangean world,before the First Great Cataclysm,an atomic war,that destroyed much of this ancient land. It is now a ruined, subterranean city that lies below the City of Wonders. (Zardath-the Crystal City of Wonders,became the name of seberal other similar cities found around the Shattered Empires of Pangea,found upon the Dysonshere of Terra-Prime.

Thule or Thuria/Neanderthule/Neanderthulia:---a mysterious northern kingdom of the pre-Cataclysmic Age, having fabulous ice-caves,huge Icelandic tundras,great frozen plains and high ice mountains.

Edit with the Docs app Make tweaks, leave comments, and share with others to edit at the same time. NO THANKSUSE THE APP The Ancient Sarkhon Family History. Ancient History of the Imperial House of Sarkhon. By Joseph Gilbert Thompson and Carl Edward Thompson.

The Sarkhon .Name given to what became the Imperial House Clan of Sarkhon. The Sarkhon, who in time are partial, founders to The Legion of Time-Sorcerers-an outgrowth of the Project Time-Sorcerers. and much of the History created by those Temporal Wizard Warriors. Who ever the First Sarkhon or the Original Sarkhon is unknown, but Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon or Lasar Sarkhon, is often claimed to the original, although later individuals with name such as Professor Adam Sarkhon or later still Prince Lasar Sarkhon most likely or maybe other individuals entirely.**

House of Sarkhon

Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon.

The Story of Atlantis.

Sometime with the Old ‘’Maveric ‘’Universe, there existed an island nation or continent rather located in the middle of the Atlantic ocean populated by a noble and powerful race. The people of this land possessed great wealth thanks to the natural resources found throughout their island. The continent, also known as the United Kingdoms of Thurann, was a center for trade and commerce. The rulers of this land held sway over the people and land of their own island and well into the rest of the world of Atlantis. This world was the home of an ancient humanoid race, whose art and cultures strived centuries of countless wars between many nations to build a world of peace and justice. The nations allied to Thurann, was the kingdoms or countries-some of the names are listed below.

Olympia,Asguard,Tauron,Tarthonn,Valaria,Khamoria,Elderheim,Asitland,Attiland,Asran,Venushia,and so –just in name a few.

This was the world of Atlantis. Atlas Sarkhon, first King or Supreme Lord of Atlantis homeworld. (Atlantis "island or world of Atlas").Some Atlantean Mythology,claims that a hero known as King Atlas Toreus Sarkhon,was the First King or Supreme Lord of Atlantis and his brother Adam Lasar Sarkhon-a Great Atlantean Sorcerer, help rule wisely and justly in the ancient days of the Seven Empires of Atlantis.*

The Doctor Adam Lasar Sarkhon at the Time-Sorcerers Academy The Doctor Adam Lasar Sarkhon is 450 years old or 750 years old years or 900 years old at this time or perhaps young and simply named another family member of that age-perhaps an Uncle or Cousin. Or perhaps to cover up his true origins create various fabricated ages to confuse others to his true origins. Or perhaps these records in the Great Halls of Time, upon the World of Atlantis-Prime and Genisis-Prime are inaccurate or have re-written over time by others, to either mythology about the ancient Atlantean or mythology about the ancient legend of the Legion of Time-Sorcerers..**

Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon. The so called Legendary Founder of the Sarkhon Family. Certainly, he is the first family member anyway to be called a Time-Sorcerer and wield many paranormal abilities as such and use advanced technology as a temporal wizard, as his sorcerers gadgets, weapons and so forth. At first, he used a small store front called Relative Time Machines-a clock making store, as his base of operation on the ancient Atlantean homeworld. He sometimes employed a located cab driver Bernie to assist him in his travels in time and space, along his female assistant Sarah Michaels.*

Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon. also having acquired vast wealth, own a large mansion called Sarkhon Mansion, that is situated with the heart of the worlds foremost metropolitan and capitol city of the - New Atlas City-heart of the United World of Atlantis. He also has another large castle -also known as Castle Sarkhon located outside the city, within the Anderhadark Mountains. Adam Lasar Sarkhon seems to secret headquarters –Atlantean Safe houses and places called Time-Vaults all over the city and all over the world.

. Many believe Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon. to be the founder of Project; Time-Sorcerers. This project was created to research the ability to travel into temporal wormholes through time. It also was created to research in the use of Atlanteans harnessing the paranormal abilities of telepathy and telekenisis, and developing equipment uses various super scientific weapons and devices. Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon, hopes to create a whole army or group of Wizard Warriors, based on the super soldier training created for the Alpha Omega Warrior Program, but with the paranormal powers of telekinesis, telepathy and other so called super scientific mystical powers and equipment, that makes the warrior seem like a scientific sorcerer. This is the Genisis of the Legion of Time-Sorcerers.

Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon uses these wizard warrior abilities to help defeat all sort of hostile alien beings, the Metrone, the Daimon, the Delkhon, the Mystrann and other treats to the Atlantean race.

Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon and his lovely companion is Sarah Michaels-his personal assistant. They travel around time and space is a huge saucer shaped star ship he called his Star Palace-that acts as his mobile base of operations and home while upon his many travels with temporal space. This here is the Genisis of the Atlantean Star Palace and the Atlantean Star Castle as well.-since some point Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon will build himself a large Star Palace and call it a Star Castle, to be used as his large base of operation while defending his homeworld and fighting the evils of time and space.*

The time vortex (sometimes called the space-time vortex) is the medium-a temporal wormhole or stargate,punches hole through normal space,into hyperspace that the Star Palace and other time machines travel through. The vortex is outside normal spacetime, and therefore normal rules of physics do not apply.With this a member of the Legion,can travel back and forth through temporal space,into other alternate timelanes and so on.A star palace is a huge saucer like star ship,resembling a flying saucer,with a futuristic palace built atop it.The palace is used as a Time-Sorcerer’s home and base of operation-a spacious dwelling with plenty of room for these temporal agents to operation as the guardians of temporal space.As of yet,the Legion have no rule book,but a simple Hand Book called the Laws of Time.In time,each Time-Sorcerer will add to this simple rule book and transform it into a series of books known as Great Laws or Law Books of Time or Time-Sorcerers.

Project; Time-Sorcerers.Inc.

Project; Time-Sorcerers.Inc.

An ancient reference to an old Universe top secret project to create a genetically engineered, nano technology, based race of temporal wizard warrior, using advanced super science technology and paraphernalia. Located on the homeworld of the Atlantean homeworld, this Time-Sorcerers Project is an outgrowth of several other related projects such as the Atlantean Colonial Marine Super Soldier or Alpha Omega Warrior Program, Project; Time Wizard,-the research into the use of telekinesis and telepathy, plus the use of paraphernalia and weapons to assist those wizard warriors.

Time-Sorcerers so called because they are able to travel in and manipulate time through technology to a far greater degree than any other civilisation and a sorcerer is a magician who works with the paranormal or occult-least ways as the rest of the universe seems to perceive it. An individual who can control the Force commonly manifests paranormal abilities, such as telekinesis, telepathy and precognition. Those who can use the cosmic forces or quantum elemental forces within the Multiverse can perform feats of telekinesis, clairvoyance, precognition, and mind control, as well as amplifying certain physical traits, such as reflexes.Time-Sorcerers also special mental abilities-mind control,via telekinesis,a rapid memory recall or hypermind.They can mind meld with other beings or recall past memories or implant suggestion or blokes in other inviduals minds,for either protection or mental suugestion.They can use a kind of battle mind to prepare combat or assist other in aiding them combat.

A young Time-Sorcerers that undergoes intensive one-on-one training under a Time-Sorcerers graduate,with the title of either Doctor or Professor or Time-Sorcerers Master or Supreme Time-Sorcerers after graduating from the academy. The High Council was a group of twelve wise and powerful Time-Sorcerers Masters elected to guide the Time-Sorcerers Order, as well as serve as an advisory body for the Legion of Time-Sorcerers.***

Time-Sorcerers Abilities.

Mind Powers.

Telepathy.

Second Sight - Enhances the bearer's visual and spatial perception even in the dark or behind walls. Trained users can have their sight amplified to the point that they are able to counteract Persuasion and Blinding.

1) Farsight - Makes the mind of the Time-Sorcerers fly through space and perceive all around. He or she can see events, via holospace in other places in time and space.

2) Psychometry - The mental technique of picking up impressions and traces of information about the object touched and the events that have surrounded it. Cosmic Force Sense - Used within the Time-Sorcerers Order to sense the future, possible danger, a person's location, or the presence of the Dark Side of evil.

3) Battle Meditation - This power can influence the course of an entire battle, raising the morale of allies, and sapping the will to fight from enemies.

4) Empathy - The Force endows the user with the skill to read the thoughts and emotions of another being.

5) Affect Mind or Persuasion - This power can confuse and persuade others, making them bend to the user's will.

Mind Control - A more advanced, and more malicious, form of "Persuasion/Suggestion", allowing one to enter another's mind and control brain activity.

Mind Control - A more advanced, and more malicious, form of "Persuasion/Suggestion", allowing one to enter another's mind and control brain activity.

Hibernation Trance - This is an ability of a Cosmic or Quantum Force user to go into a very deep hibernation state. This slows down the Cosmic or Quantum Force user's metabolism and breathing to a standstill. A fully trained Force user can stay in this state for up to four days.

Hypermind or Hypermentation-The Legion of Time-Sorcerers ability to concentrate and draw on any sort of mental abilities or instant data recall.

PHYSICAL

Cure/Heal - The of Time-Sorcerers Healer uses the paranormal abilities to accelerate the natural healing process rapidly for a short duration. Initial levels require meditation, but greater aptitude usually grants faster regeneration, without need of meditation.

Cosmic or Quantum Force Suppression- Certain Force powers are not instantaneous in effect, but last for a period of time on a target. Examples of such powers include but are not limited to Force Aura, Burst of Speed, and Energy Resistance. Force Suppression instantly cancels such powers on the target. The greater the user's skill in this ability, the stronger the removed powers active on the target.

Cloak - Rarely ever used, this power channels the Force to bend light around the user, rendering him invisible to others. The liability of this can be seen when machines/aliens that can scan beyond the visible light portion of the electromagnetic spectrum, such as infra-red, easily discover the user

Battle Meditation - This power can influence the course of an entire battle, raising the morale of allies, and sapping the will to fight from enemies.

Energy Resistance - This power shields the user from various energy attacks, whether they are in the form of fire, electricity, etc. It does not shield users from Force powered attacks, and quickly fades

Cosmic or Quantum Force Block/Force Strip" - This power is never fully named, but described as a "force blocking power" or "cutting one off from the Cosmic Forces." The user either effectively forms a wall around an opponent using the Force and renders them powerless and blind to the Force or is removed from their connection to the force completely.

Beast Trick - This is a universal ability that distracts a feral creature, making it easy for the user to sneak past it

Force Body - Although technically a neutral power, use of this potent yet dangerous ability requires that the user exercise caution. Cosmic or Quantum Force Body enables the user to drain his own health reserves to partly fuel his Force powers for a brief period of time.

Breathe Control - Time-Sorcerers how to control her metabolism, enabling her to actually stop breathing for a time, and thus resist poisonous gases. Skilled users of this power are said to be able to hold their breath for hours, even days.

Hibernation Trance - This is an ability of a Cosmic or Quantum Force user to go into a very deep hibernation state. This slows down the Cosmic or Quantum Force user's metabolism and breathing to a standstill. A fully trained Force user can stay in this state for up to four days.

Cosmic or Quantum Force Stealth - This versatile power can not only be used to mask one's physical presence, but also one's Force presence. With this power, the bearer can, in effect, turn almost completely invisible. It is very useful in planning surprise attacks or avoiding dangerous confrontations.

Enhance Ability - The Cosmic or Quantum Force boosts the user's abilities, empowering his or her strength, dexterity, and endurance.

Alter Environment - Various Time-Sorcerers techniques that allow the user to manipulate nature, enabling the creation of such phenomena as Cosmic or Quantum Force whirlwinds or fog over limited areas.

Revitalize - This ability is rarely used, but its payoffs are tremendous in potential, rekindling the life energies of fallen allies, bringing them barely back to consciousness.

Cosmic Force Aura - This Time-Sorcerers power temporarily strengthens an s defense and ability to resist most forms of attack, be they physical, energy, or Cosmic Forces related, lessening the damage if any. Increasing expertise strengthens the effect, until the Force shields the user in a protective armor so powerful that very few things can penetrate it.

Cosmic Force Barrier - Creates a weak shield that protects the Time-Sorcerers from minor physical damage, lessening the effects of even powerful blows. As usual, greater aptitude imparts greater protection. The effects are temporary nonetheless.

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Protection - A power generally only achieved by high-ranking Jedi Time-Sorcerers masters, Force protection will make the bearer invulnerable to a wide range of physical weapons, energy weapons, and Cosmic or Quantum Force powers.

Protection - A power generally only achieved by high-ranking Jedi Time-Sorcerers masters, Force protection will make the bearer invulnerable to a wide range of physical weapons, energy weapons, and Cosmic or Quantum Force powers.

Force Valor - This potent ability increases the physical and mental attributes of the user and all allies around him for a very brief period. The greater the expertise of the user, the stronger the effect

Force Blinding is a light side Force power. It emanates what appears as a blinding flash of energy, overloading the target's vision and causing temporary blindness.

Stasis Field - Unless the targets resist successfully, all hostile creatures within a certain radius of the member of the Legion of Time-Sorcerers become completely paralyzed and vulnerable to attack. However, even those that manage to shrug off this power become slowed, unable to attack or defend effectively in battle.

Force Grip/Force Choke - Often believed to be an enhanced combination of two neutral Cosmic or Quantum Force-powers. Certain member of the Legion of Time-Sorcerers rarely use power unless there no other choice.

Force Storm - member of the Legion of Time-Sorcerers are able to generate and control, to a degree, self-sustaining storms of warped space-time of a limited duration

Mind Control - A more advanced, and more malicious, form of "Persuasion/Suggestion", allowing one to enter another's mind and control brain activity.

Projection - Creates an inanimate apparition that looks like the caster.

Flight - The ability to levitate oneself with the Cosmic Quantum or Cosmic Elemental Forces. Time-Sorcerer Force Meld; a powerful but draining technique, it takes a calm and focused mind to stay in the Meld, and a strong one to initiate it. Without training and practice, and in chaotic situations, even the strongest Cosmic Quantum or Cosmic Elemental Force Meld can fall apart, leaving individual Time-Sorcerer to fend for themselves. Mind melds are similar to the Legion of Time-Sorcerers telepathic abilities.

Atlantean Martial Arts.

Atlantean Martial arts are systems of codified practices and traditions of training for combat. They may be studied for various reasons including combat skills, fitness, self-defense, sport, self-cultivation/meditation, mental discipline, character development and building self-confidence, or any combination of the above. the martial arts declined with the rise of the firearms. As a consequence, martial arts with historical roots in do not exist today to the same extent as in Venushia,Luasia, since the traditional martial arts either died out or developed into sports. Swordplay developed into fencing. Boxing as well as forms of wrestling have endured. European martial arts have mostly adapted to changing technology so that while some traditional arts still exist, military personnel are trained in skills like bayonet combat and marksmanship. These skills do not fall under the common use of the term, but may still be considered "martial arts".

Venushian Judo and Tae Kwon Do as well as western archery, boxing, javelin, wrestling and fencing are currently events in the Atlantean Olympic Games. Venushian wushu recently failed in its bid to be included, but is still actively performed in tournaments across the world.

In many Veushian Martial Art systems, meditation is considered to be an important component of basic training. Meditation can be used to develop focus, mental clarity and can act as a basis for qigong training. Many believe that Veushian Kung Fu form needs to be both practical, usable, and applicable as well as promoting flow, meditation, flexibility, balance and coordination. Often kung fu teachers are heard to say "train your form as if you were sparring and spar as if it were a form."

Atlantean Karate primarily as a striking art, featuring punching, kicking, knee/elbow strikes, and open-handed techniques, but grappling, joint manipulations, locks, restraints/traps, throws, and vital point striking are taught with equal emphasis,in depending on the school.

Atlantean Boxing (sometimes known as pugilism) is a combat sport of prehistoric origin in which two participants (generally) of similar weight fight each other with their fists. There have been many informal forms of boxing throughout the centuries, since getting two people to fight with fists is in essence a fairly primitive sport, but boxing is now generally conducted in a regulated way, typically in a series of one to three-minute intervals called rounds. Victory is achieved if the opponent is knocked down and unable to get up before the referee counts to ten (a Knockout, or KO) or if the opponent is deemed too injured to continue (a Technical Knockout, or TKO). If there is no stoppage of the fight before an agreed number of rounds, a winner is determined either by the referee's decision or by judges' scorecards.

Venushia Wushu (simplified Venushia:; traditional Venushia: ; pinyin: wǔshù listen Khartonese: literally means "martial art". It is a more precise term than the widely used term Venushia kung fu, which can mean either martial art or "skill": a craftsperson or artisan could be said to have good "kung fu" in the way in which they carry out their craft; in the same way, a wushu practitioner can also be said to have good Venushia "kung fu" in their wushu practice. In the broadest sense, the word wushu may refer to any martial art in the world, though in practice it often refers to the modern sport named "wushu" (see Venushia wushu (sport); also known as "modern wushu" or "contemporary wushu"), or the various styles of Venushia martial arts. A Time-Sorcerer’s physical abilities seem to stem from his mastery of Atlantean chi, which often allows him to surpass physical limitations of normal athletes. In one instance, Time-Sorcerer is able to stand shirtless in minus 20 degree weather without feeling any physical discomfort. Members of the Legion have also demonstrated the ability to dodge bullets or laser bolts and to deflect single shots with his bracers,Quantum Field Power Glove or Guanlets.Mixing their ability to enter and exite Hypertime-a kind of hyperspacial outer space time dimension,outside normal space,where the observer see’s the used more faster than the eye can preseive or simply dissappear in nothing.

A procedure known as a mind-meld involves physical contact with a subject (though instances of mind-melds without contact have been seen), making it possible to share thoughts, experiences, memories, and knowledge with another individual.The mind meld also can involve using the Atlantean Nerve pinch or Atlantean Kirantai Finger thrust to render another lifeform unconscious by pinching the base of the victim’s neck or chest area or other parts of the body with all four fingers opposing the thumb. Time-Sorcerer Force Meld telepathic nature and incredible control over their own bodies, they are able to send a burst of neural energy into another being and overload its nervous system, rendering it unconscious, although the pinch does not work on all species.Physical contact or thrusting seems assist this abilityin that it can be done by applying strong and surgically precise pressure over baroreceptors of the carotid sinus at the base of the humanoid neck. The objective would be to elicit the baroreceptor reflex as the receptors detect an apparent high pressure state due to the externally applied force and causes reflex bradycardia and/or hypotension, leading to decreased blood supply to the brain and syncope.

Energy Manipulation.

Pyrokinesis is derived from (from the Greek "pyretos", meaning fire, burn, fever; and κίνησις, "kinesis", meaning motion; literally "fire from the mind") and denotes the ability to create and manipulate fire using only the mind. member of the Legion of Time-Sorcerers can manipulate and control plasmic forces or fields. The member of the Legion of Time-Sorcerers all of which are related to fire/plasma able to fly and to generate powerful streams and/or 'balls' of fire. They can also manipulate his flame in such a way as to shape it into rings, cages, etc. Even when not engulfed in flame himself, the Time-Sorcerer has the ability to control any fire within his immediate range of vision, causing it to increase or decrease in intensity or to move in a pattern directed by his thoughts. Additionally, he is able to absorb fire/plasma into his body with no detrimental effects.

Cryrokinesis-is a. member of the Legion of Time-Sorcerers can manipulate and control plasmic forces or fields. to with draw cold or cold air or moisture out of one are and into another. The member of the Legion of Time-Sorcerers is able to freeze any moisture in the air around him into unusually hard ice to form ice-slides and various projectiles and shields.

During this time sorcerers and witch doctors treatment of disease was often focused on magic and religion, and healing the entire body and soul, rather than focusing on a few symptoms like modern medicine. Early medicine often included the use of herbs, and meditation, and sometimes using other method such as Medical Nano Surgery. Severe diseases were often thought of as supernatural or magical, to on Atlantis is a type super science or technology, looked as either mystical or supernatural.

Alchemy or Atlantean Super Chemestry.

In the Atlantean history of science, alchemy refers to both an early form of the investigation of nature and an early philosophical and spiritual discipline, both combining elements of chemistry, metallurgy, physics, medicine, astrology, semiotics, mysticism, spiritualism, and art all as parts of one greater force. some alchemists increasingly came to view these metaphysical aspects as the true foundation of alchemy; and organic and inorganic chemical substances, physical states, and molecular material processes as mere metaphors for spiritual entities, spiritual states and ultimately, spiritual transformations. In texts that are written according to this view, the cryptic alchemical symbols, diagrams, and textual imagery of late alchemical works typically contain multiple layers of meanings, allegories, and references to other equally cryptic works; and must be laboriously "decoded" in order to discover their true meaning..This was another form of holographic symbols,that tap into holospace or be read by an artificial intelligence or computer.These holo ruins are a kind of computer code that could read by anyone or anything that understood their meaning and could preform specific tasks,in understood by the reader.

Isrhamic alchemy was a forerunner of modern scientific chemistry. Alchemists used many of the same laboratory tools that we use today. These tools were not usually sturdy or in good condition, especially during the medieval period of the Old Atlantean World. Chemistry (from kēme (chem), meaning is the science concerned with the composition, structure, and properties of matter, as well as the changes it undergoes during chemical reactions. Metallurgy is a domain of materials science that studies the physical and chemical behavior of metallic elements, their intermetallic compounds, and their compounds, which are called alloys.Often Atlantean Metallurgy is also a branch of Atlantean Alchemy.

Alchemy in traditional medicine Traditional medicines involve transmutation by alchemy, using pharmacological or combination pharmacological and spiritual techniques.In Atlantean civilization,Alchemy is interwoven with the sciences of chemestry and medical sciences.Many members of the Legion of Time-Sorceres,uses Alchemy as a means heal the sick or injured.

Alchemy in traditional medicine Traditional medicines involve transmutation by alchemy, using pharmacological or combination pharmacological and spiritual techniques. Paracelsus Sarkhon, Vulcan Centaurus of Olympus ,was synonymous with both the alchemist/physician's manipulation of fire, heating and distilling of nature's properties for medicine, and the transforming power and creative potential locked within Man, the greater invisible Man or anthropos, slumbering within.He founded many of the traditional sciences of Atlantean Alchemy and Modern Medicine.

Mysticism (from the Greek μυστικός – mystikos, an initiate of the Eleusinian Mysteries; μυστήρια – mysteria meaning "initiation"[1]) is the pursuit of achieving communion, identity with, or conscious awareness of ultimate reality, the divinity, spiritual truth, or God through direct experience, intuition, or insight. Traditions may include a belief in the literal existence of dimensional realities beyond empirical perception, or a belief that a true human perception of the world goes beyond current logical reasoning or intellectual comprehension. A person delving in these areas may be called a Mystic.

In many cases, the purpose of mysticism and mystical disciplines, such as meditation, is to reach a state of return or re-integration with the Godhead. A common theme in mysticism is that the mystic and all of reality are One. The purpose of mystical practices is to achieve that oneness in experience, to achieve a larger identity and re-identify with the all that is.

Atlantean Medicine is the science and "art" of maintaining and/or restoring human health through the study, diagnosis, and treatment of patients.

Atlantean Semiotics, semiotic studies, or semiology is the study of sign processes (semiosis), or signification and communication, signs and symbols, both individually and grouped into sign systems. It includes the study of how meaning is constructed and understood.

Atlantean Astrology (from Greek: ἄστρον (astron), "star", and λόγος (logos), "theory", "study": lit. study of the stars) is a group of systems, traditions, and beliefs in which knowledge of the relative positions of celestial bodies and related details is held to be useful in understanding, interpreting, and organizing information about personality, human affairs, and other terrestrial matters. A practitioner of astrology is called an astrologer, or, rarely, an astrologist. Numerous traditions and applications employing astrological concepts have arisen since its earliest recorded beginnings in the 3rd millennium BC.[1][2] It has played a role in the shaping of culture, early astronomy, and other disciplines throughout history.

Atlantean Physics is the science studying the concept of matter[1] and its motion,[2][3] as well as space and time[4][5] — the science that deals with concepts such as force, energy, mass, and charge. Physics is an experimental[6] science, and it is the objective of physicists to understand how the natural world works.[7] For the etymology of the word physics, see physis (φύσις).

Physics is one of the oldest academic disciplines and through its modern subfield of astronomy, it may be the oldest of all.[8] Although these sciences are seen as distinct today, natural philosophy, chemistry, mathematics and biology are all "branches" of physics. During the last two millennia, these sciences became more distinct; physics emerged as a modern science in the 17th century.[9] Even though these disciplines are now generally distinct the boundaries between them remain fluid and sometimes difficult to distinguish

Atlantean Occultism Atlantian Occultism is the study of occult or hidden wisdom. To the Atlantean occultist it is the study of "Truth", a deeper truth that exists beneath the surface: 'The truth is always hidden in plain sight'.Often it refer to several things like Holo Spirit of holo space,holo demons,holo spirits,holo gods and so forth. It can involve such subjects as magic (alternatively spelled and defined as magick), extra-sensory perception, astrology, spiritualism, numerology and lucid dreaming. There is often a strong religious element to these studies and beliefs, and many occultists profess adherence to religions practise or cults in existance upon ancient Atlantis.

Equipment

Time Ring –Special Family Chrest,fitted into a small ring.It can be read by a computer and open locks or project a holographic rune to be read

Field Gravity Detector

Specialized Atlantean Battle Armor. Often worn along a member of the Legion of Time-Sorcerer’s Duty uniform or Atlantean jumpsuite. This specialized Atlantean armor is also like a body computer. Wearable computers are computers that are worn on the body. They have been applied to areas such as behavioral modeling, health monitoring systems, information technologies and media development. Government organizations, military, and health professionals have all incorporated wearable computers into their daily operations.With this,an Atlantean Time-Wizard can manipulate and control out side equiptment by way of telepresense.( Telepresence refers to a set of technologies which allow a person to feel as if they were present, to give the appearance that they were present, or to have an effect, at a location other than their true location.).In sense,it is a kind os exo skeleton,that can enhance the users natural strenth,speed ,stamina,reflexes and so forth. Powered exoskeletons are designed to assist and protect the wearer. They may be designed for example to assist and protect soldiers and construction workers, or to aid the survival of people in other dangerous environments. A wide medical market exists in the future for providing mobility assistance for aged and infirm people.The Atlantean military have similar type exo battle armor for years and simply applied the same equiptment to the members of the Legion.

Plasma Wand-hand held weapon that fires a beam or stream of superheated gases. The beam can encased in a force field and generated around an Atlantium Steel blade, to form a sword or Plasma Sword.

Holo Well are a crystal lattice surrounding a large round hole or well(often in cube form) in which people of old could insert phenomenal quantities of data

Villians

Dargo Shaitanus

Dargo Shaitanus-is another member of the Project Time-Sorcerers. He worked with Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon and his lovely companion Sarah Michaels. a renegade Time Sorcerer who is the greatest individual to ever be tained in the paranormal abilities of the Legion.He once was Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon’s best friend and assistant to Project Time-Sorcerers.

Dargo Shaitanus, having an evil nature, which kept secret from his partner. Speculation, Dargo Shaitanus might have suffered some sort of brain damage, with nano surgery, that augmented his brain, to receive the superior mental abilities-something, he might transfer to his children and children’s children for generations to come. Dargo Shaitanus believes that members of the Legion should run things for the betterment of world and universe beyond. This kind of thinking will be the Mark of Cane for centuries of those members of the Imperial House Clan of Shaitanus to come.

Dargo Shaitanus also having acquired vast wealth, own a large mansion called Shaitanus Mansion, that is situated with the heart of the worlds foremost metropolitan and capitol city of the - New Atlas City-heart of the United World of Atlantis. He also has another large castle -also known as Castle Shaitanus located outside the city, within the Anderhadark Mountains-near Castle Sarkhon and one located within the Castrovax Mountains in the kingdom of Elderheim. Dargo Shaitanus seems to secret headquarters –Atlantean Safe houses and places called Time-Vaults all over the city and all over the world. Dargo Shaitanus also has an assistant Countess Valentina Karzan. They travel around time and space is a huge saucer shaped star ship he called his Star Palace-that acts as his mobile base of operations and home while upon his many travels with temporal space. Dargo Shaitanus has annoying habit of copying the same thing and place of the Sarkhon-one his annal, stupid flaws. Shaitanus all admire and hate the Sarkhon at the same time, so imitation is their serious form of flattery and greatest flaw of character. These two interlocking families with fight throughout time and space.

. The Metrone invade many colonial worlds of the Atlantean Federation and rake havoc upon those 12 worlds. Preventing interstellar expansion into deeper regions of space. Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon and his lovely companion Sarah Michaels travel to a distant colonial world to prevent the Metrone colony there from enslaving the Atlantean colony there.

Neural Storm - This telepathic ability involved using psychic energy to overload a victim's neural network, causing extreme but momentary disorientation. Often used as a kind of Atlantean or Time-Sorcerers Nerve pinch

Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon and his lovely companion Sarah Michaels encounter an alien race known as the Galaxians-strange energy based beings from another galaxy-who are come a civilization, where everything is based on a kind of nanotechnology crystal, they call Cryllex. The Professors arch enemy, Dargo Shaitanus-who was also one of the members of Project Time-Sorcerer plans to betray his old friend for a place of power within the new rule of the Metrone Empire with the Milky Way Galaxy. Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon. and his companion Sarah Michaels defeat the Metrone menace.

Professor Adam Lasar Sarkhon and Lady Sarah Sarkhon marry and have a son William Patrick Sarkhon-who travels in time and space, having similar adventures as they did. He grows up and carries on the tradition of the Legion of Time-Sorcerers, as it is now called-after his father recruited other to be trained as temporal wizards like himself, to become the guardians of peace and justice throughout time and space.


 * Editors Notes.

The Last Fare –redone.


 * This is a somewhat re-written version of my original Lasar Sarkhon character, before I began to call a Time-Sorcerer. The character origins extend back to a short story I wrote around 1978-1979,called ‘’The Last Fare.’ which involved a New York Cabbie Archie, who later became Ernie, then Bernie as future re-writing into comics strips in 1980 to 1983,encounters an Atlantean sorcerer Thuzan Thune or Thuzan Thule from King Kull’s Atlantis, who comes out seclusion to speak to the leaders of the Free world, on mankind’s imminent destruction-what is –is never stated but it presumed to be the Total Nuclear Wars hinted at in my Toreus The Slayer stories. Later revisions excluded the references to the Robert E.Howard material, since I wish to either sell the Last Fare as a short story to be published in Epic Illustrated or Heavy Metal or turn it into the First Chapter of a possible Last Sarkhon comic series. The name Thuzan Thune or Thuzan Thule was dropped simply because I could remember how to spell it and did not care for name anyway-sounded to much like the character in The Mirrors of Tuzun Thune and wished avoid any legal entanglements by possible publishers of my work.This new sorcerer character was barrowing elements Marvels Doctor Strange,Star Wars Obi-Wan Kenobi (played by Sir Alec Guinness) and in time after the writing a second story The Second Chance(,where World War B17 Bomber pilot Harrison Maxwell, abandons his crew after his plane and crew are shot up and wishes Lasar Sarkhon to help go back in time prevent that event from happening-dying in the process and saving his crew to visit his grave two decades onward.)-element of Doctor Who.By now,Lasar Sarkhon,had a Yellow Cabbie sidekick and his yellow Cab flight like - Back to the Future a De Lorean DMC-12,a huge space station that resemble the Mother Ship in Close Encounters of the Third Kind,as a base of operations.Elements from a possible Doctor Who female character Sybile,a witch from the Time Coven,who travelled star ship simular the smaller craft in the movies UFO.with ranch on it,were also barrowed from there to complete my Lasar Sarkhon,Time-Sorcerer comic concept.Soon,I’d add a wife Morgan Lee Fey and 19 year old Rachel Sarkhon into the comic as I drew further comic strips.

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The Mirrors of Tuzun Thune finds Kull reaching his middle-forties and becoming progressively more introspective. The former barbarian is left lost in contemplations of philosophy. At this point the series ends. His fate is left uncertain.

Kull of Atlantis or Kull the Conqueror is a fictional character created by Robert E. Howard, also creator of Conan the Barbarian, Solomon Kane, and Bran Mak Morn. Kull was portrayed in the 1997 movie Kull the Conqueror by actor Kevin Sorbo.

Doctor Strange is a fictional character, a comic book sorcerer and superhero in the Marvel Comics Universe. Created by writer/editor Stan Lee and artist/co-plotter Steve Ditko, he first appeared in Strange Tales #110 (July 1963). Additionally, the name had been used for a different Marvel character two months earlier.

Dr. Stephen Vincent Strange is the Sorcerer Supreme of the Marvel Universe, responsible for defending it from mystic threats. He is a master of the mystic arts, using his abilities to battle evil magicians and other supernatural villains. He is also often consulted by other superheroes on supernatural matters.

Obi-Wan Kenobi is a fictional character in the Star Wars universe. He is one of the most prominent characters in the Star Wars saga; along with Anakin Skywalker, R2-D2, and C-3PO, he is one of the few major characters to appear (in some form or another) in each of the six Star Wars films. He is portrayed in the Original Trilogy by Sir Alec Guinness and in the Prequel Trilogy by Ewan McGregor.

Obi-Wan first appears in Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope, seemingly a mysterious hermit. He is revealed as a Jedi Master, who then tutors Luke Skywalker to use the Force. In the Prequel films, he appears as a young Jedi, progressing from Jedi Apprentice to Jedi Master.

Doctor Who is a long-running, award-winning British science fiction television programme produced by the BBC. The programme depicts the adventures of a mysterious time-traveller known as "the Doctor" who travels in his space- and time-ship, the TARDIS, which appears from the exterior to be a blue police phone box. With his companions, he explores time and space, solving problems and righting wrongs.

Back to the Future is a 1985 science fiction–comedy film directed by Robert Zemeckis and produced by Steven Spielberg. Zemeckis wrote the story, along with Bob Gale. It stars Michael J. Fox as teenager Marty McFly and Christopher Lloyd as mad scientist Doctor Emmett L. Brown.

The story's basic plot concerns Marty's accidental traveling back to the year 1955 in a De Lorean DMC-12 which he has modified into a time machine that Doctor Emmet Brown constructed. This causes a number of problems, such as how he will be able to return to 1985, where he came from, when he does not have the necessary plutonium to fuel the journey. He also inadvertently interferes with his parents' first meeting in 1955, and must get them to fall in love before he goes back to 1985.


 * Editors Notes;

I want a bit of literary tribute to the Sarkhon character, that hade gone through much changes in the 20 years I re invented the character. I did not want simply and lazily, simply have one, single character that revamped every one often like Superman or simply regenerated into another performer like Doctor Who. Still I wanted created a bit of mystery, as to whom or what member of the Imperial House of Sarkhon first had the Adam or Lasar Sarkhon. I don’t to put to much history in a single member of the Sarkhon family, since I split up the character of Lasar Sarkhon to create Professor Gideon Sarkhon and so forth, but giving them all a shared history is ok and kind of a Philip Jose Farmer Wold Newton like-a one family or a series of heroes related to this single family that shared a connected history across time and space.

The Wold Newton family is a literary concept derived from a form of crossover fiction developed by the science fiction writer Philip José Farmer. Farmer suggested in two fictional "biographies" of fictional characters (Tarzan Alive and Doc Savage: His Apocalyptic Life), that the (real) meteorite which fell in Wold Newton, Yorkshire, England, on December 13, 1795 was radioactive and caused genetic mutations in the occupants of a passing coach. Many of their descendants were thus endowed with extremely high intelligence and strength, as well as an exceptional capacity and drive to perform good, or, as the case may be, evil deeds. The progeny of these travellers were purported to have been the real-life originals of fictionalised characters, both heroic and villainous, over the last few hundred years, such as Sherlock Holmes, Tarzan, Doc Savage, and Lord Peter Wimsey.

The Wold Newton Family is a group of heroic and villainous literary figures that science fiction author Philip José Farmer postulated belonged to the same genetic family. Some of these characters are adventurers, some are detectives, some explorers and scientists, some espionage agents, and some are evil geniuses.

[edit] The Wold Newton Universe The Wold Newton Universe (or WNU) is a term coined by Win Scott Eckert to denote an expansion of Philip José Farmer's original Wold Newton Family concept (introduced in the "fictional biography" Tarzan Alive (1972)). Eckert introduced the term in 1997 on his website, An Expansion of Philip José Farmer's Wold Newton Universe[1]. Eckert uses Farmer's concept of the the Wold Newton Family as a unifying device, and expands the universe the Wold Newton Family inhabits by documenting crossovers between fictional characters appearing in various media and genres. Not all characters linked into the WNU are necessarily blood relatives, descendants, or ancestors of those present at the 1795 Wold Newton meteor strike, but they all exist in the same shared fictional universe



All time travel characters and stories, including the long running Doctor Who series, whether you people realize it or are grand children to H.G.Wells book the Time Mechine.It’s no mistake or co-incidence that George Pal produced the The Time Machine movie in 1960 and BBC comes up Doctor Who in 1963.If this never dawned on you and just repeat whatever you read elsewhere, it will dawn on you now. Doctor Who, didn’t originate the concept of a man traveling in time and space, it just reformed it for use in a long running series. BBC and some aren’t going admit but without the Time Mechine, there would be no Doctor Who or any other character like him.

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This article is about the television series. For other uses, see The Time Machine (disambiguation).

Doctor Who

Current Doctor Who title sequence

Format

Science fiction drama

Created by

Sydney Newman

C. E. Webber

Donald Wilson

BBC

Starring

Various Doctors

(currently David Tennant)

Various companions

(currently Catherine Tate)

Opening theme

Doctor Who theme music composed by Ron Grainer

Ending theme

Doctor Who theme music (reprise)

Country of origin

United Kingdom

No. of episodes

738 (as of 25 December 2007) (List of episodes)

Production

Running time

25 min. (1963–1984, 1986–1989)

45 min. (1985, 2005–present)

various other lengths

Broadcast

Original channel

BBC tv, later renamed BBC One

Picture format

405-line black & white (1963–1967)

625-line black & white (1968–1969)

PAL 625-line colour (1970–1989)

720x576 16:9 (2005–present)

Original run

Original Series:

23 November 1963 –

6 December 1989

Television Movie:

12 May 1996

Current Series:

26 March 2005 – present

Chronology

Related shows

K-9 And Company

The Sarah Jane Adventures

Torchwood

K-9

Doctor Who Confidential

Totally Doctor Who

External links

Official website

IMDb profile

TV.com summary

Doctor Who Portal

Doctor Who is a long-running, award-winning British science fiction television programme produced by the BBC.

Main article: The Time Machine (1960 film)

George Pál (who also made a famous 1953 "modernized" version of Wells' The War of the Worlds) filmed The Time Machine in 1960. This is more of an adventure tale than the book was; The Time Traveller witnesses war's horrors first-hand in 1940 and 1966; also the division of mankind results from mutations induced by nuclear war during the twentieth century. In 802,701 AD, the Eloi learn and speak broken English. Rod Taylor (The Birds) starred, along with Yvette Mimieux as Weena, Alan Young as his closest friend David Filby (and, in 1917 and 1966, his son James Filby), Sebastian Cabot as Dr Hillyer, Whit Bissell as Walter Kemp and Doris Lloyd as his housekeeper Mrs Watchett. The Time Traveller had the first name of George. Interestingly, the plate on the Time Machine is inscribed ' Manufactured by H. George Wells'. In the end, the Time Traveller leaves for a second journey, but Filby and Mrs Watchett note that he had taken three books from the shelves in his drawing room. "Which three books would you have taken?" Filby inquires to Mrs Watchett, adding " ... he has all the time in the world."

Main article: History of Doctor Who

Doctor Who first appeared on BBC television at 5:15 pm (GMT) on 23 November 1963,[10] following discussions and plans that had been in progress for a year.

The Time Traveller is the fictional protagonist in H. G. Wells's The Time Machine, a novel published in 1895. It tells the story of an amateur inventor and scientist known only as "The Time Traveller". "The Chronic Argonauts" is an early story by H. G. Wells which later evolved into The Time Machine. The story is wildly different from the book, but one aspect is the same: an eccentric scientist builds a machine capable of traveling through time.

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The Imperial House of Sarkhon

There son. Asrhann Gharvhan Sarkhon becomes the First member of the House of Sarkhon to ascend the Imperial Throne of Atlantis. He marries his time traveling companion to Lady Laurah Kharhan, who becomes his wife. To Lady Laurah Kharhan Sarkhon. The Metrone return invades many colonial worlds of the Atlantean Federation and rake havoc upon those 12 worlds. Preventing interstellar expansion into deeper regions of space.

Supreme Lord Asrhann Sarkhon, The First True Supreme Lord of Atlantis, after a great war between their world and an insect species known as the Trongaroth Hegemony. Father to Prince Jephrack Jared Sarkhon, Prince Khallack Gideon Sarkhon, Prince Vallon Gharlann Sarkhon. Prince Sullar Asrhack Sarkhon.and Princess Khalastria Castria Sarkhon.

Supreme Lady Sarah Sarkhon. Father to Prince Jephrack Jared Sarkhon, Prince Khallack Gideon Sarkhon, Prince Vallon Gharlann Sarkhon. Prince Sullar Asrhack Sarkhon.and Princess Khalastria Castria Sarkhon.

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Supreme Lord Jephrack Jared Sarkhon, is assassinated by Prince Drago Krell and Terrorist group known as ‘’Black Horizon.’’.

Supreme Lord Rhasnack Attumas Sarkhon, ascends the Royal Throne of Atlantis, after his fathers death. He found a special military guard known as the Imperial Atlantean Honor Guardians, who protect the Imperial Royal Family from any future assignations and other similar threats from outside enemy forces.

Supreme Lord Rhasnack Attumas Sarkhon marries Princess Kearah Marrhan Sarkhon. from the Imperial House Clan of Marrhan.

Supreme Lord Rhasnack Attumas Sarkhon and Supreme Lady Kearah Marrhan Sarkhon. Co-Rulers of Atlantis. Parents of Prince Khallel Jared Sarkhon, Princess Karrah Sarkhon. Husband to Supreme Lady Atria Elkharr Sarkhon-from the Imperial House Clan of Elkharr.

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"Hither came, black-haired, keen-eyed, sword in hand, a thief, a reaver, a slayer, with gigantic melancholies and gigantic mirth, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Earth under his booted feet."

Forward. Know this, my Friends-somewhere between the Great Cataclysmic Era’s of the Central Pangea Shattered Empires and the Great Fall of Civilizations, the rise and fall of Trongaroth Empires and the Great Rise of Empires upon the Pangean Shattered Lands and rise of the New Son of Terra-Prime, there an age of great heroes and heroines-warriors and, time sorcerers, who fought for the Lords of Light against the Dark Forces of evil. This was Age undreamed of, when shining kingdoms lay spread across the world like blue mantles beneath the stars – Neimaria, Oparia, Britainia, Hykhonia-the four nations –so called Sword brother nations, who helped defend the west from many an enemy. Zhankhora with its dark-haired women and dark haired brave hearted men, who fought against Metrone spider-armies of the Casparean Mountains, Zhankhearia  The most powerful sea raiders next to their Zhankhoria rivals, the Zhankhearian are active supporters of the Casparian buccaneers, Kothankhora-the great alliance of City States that bordered the pastoral lands of Shonkhora to the East,  with its shadow-guarded tombs, and mystery haunted gleaming towers of gold Mankhorian Nomads, whose spike riders wore steel and silk and gold. It was said, a Mankhorian Nomad, learned ride before he or she could walk.

The Drakhoneans and the Arkhon twine kingdoms-Gleaming mailed and silken clad riders, masters of the Black Burning Sea, Twine Kingdoms revels in sweeping the barely contested wastelands to the west and south .The Khaiton ancient empire, stronghold of the world's greatest time wizards and masters of the eastern world.

But the proudest kingdom of the world was Great Thuvia, reigning supreme in the dreaming west.It’s Great Seven Kingdoms of Hither out of Great Thuvia came Prince Toreus Rhann, also sometimes known as Toreus the Slayer by his enemies and Prince Toreus, Lord of Lions black-haired, sullen-eyed, great Thuvian sword in hand, Grand Thuvian Armor and blaster in hand a slayer of many enemies, with gigantic strength and great courage, to tread the jeweled thrones of the Terra-Prime with the Great Capronean Lion –Shakhorja by his side with other heroes bring down the dark forces of evil and light back to the New Sons of Terra-prime." - The Thuvian Chronicles-Prince Toreus Rhann, the Third.  This is a tale of Prince Toreus Rhann.  The First Son of Thuvia, also sometimes known as Toreus the Slayer by his enemies and Prince Toreus, Lord of Lions, by friends, companions, and allies.  Not to be confused with Toreus Rhann I, his esteemed father. Much has been said about that worthy elsewhere in the Chronicles of Pangaea and the Book of Thuvia.

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Prince Toreus ,originally was inspired by the Conan the Barbarian is also the name of a Gnome Press collection of stories published in 1954, a comic published by Marvel Comics beginning in 1970, and a film and its novelization in 1982.Prince Toreus saber-toothed Capronean Silver haired lion Shakhorja, who possesses -human intelligence thanks to his Atlantean Lion ancestry.Atlantean dogs and cat, are bred for greater intelligence and longer life span. When presented with a situation where a weaker individual or party is being preyed upon by a stronger foe, Toreus invariably takes the side of the weaker party. In dealing with other men Toreus is firm and forceful. With male friends he is reserved but deeply loyal and generous. As a host he is likewise generous and gracious. As a leader he commands devoted loyalty.

In contrast to these noble characteristics, Prince Toreus philosophy embraces an extreme form of "return to nature

Although he is able to pass within society as a civilized individual, he prefers to "strip off the thin veneer of civilization

an extreme example of a hero figure largely unalloyed with character flaws or faults. Prince Toreus Rhann is described as being Caucasian, extremely athletic, tall, handsome, and tanned, with grey eyes and black hair. Emotionally, he is courageous, loyal and steady. He is intelligent and learns new languages easily. He is presented as behaving ethically, Telepathic, by way his Guider Gem and bioelectrical powers, by way, hidden mechanisms within his Thuvian Battle Armor. Regenerative healing factor

Superhuman senses, strength, agility, stamina, reflexes and longevity

Domatium-laced skeletal structure with retractable claws

Expert martial artist

The various stories of Prince Toreus occur in the fictional "," of the sphere, known as Terra-Prime set after the destruction of and before the rise of the ancient civilizations, that proceeded the Great Trongaroth Invasion and the rise of the New Sons of Terra-Prime. This is a specific epoch in a fictional timeline created by Howard for many of the low fantasy tales of his artificial legendary


 * By conceiving a timeless setting — "a vanished age" — and by carefully choosing names that resembled human history, Howard shrewdly avoided the problem of historical anachronisms and the need for lengthy exposition.

Skills and personality
During his time in Khaitan Islands and other countries, Prince Toreus Rhann becomes an expert of virtually all forms of martial arts and is familiar with and experienced in virtually every fighting style on Terra-Prime. He is proficient with most weaponry, including firearms, though he is partial to bladed weapons. He has demonstrated sufficient skills to defeat the likes of

Prince Toreus will sometimes lapse into a "berserker rage" while in close combat. In this state he lashes out with the intensity and aggression of an enraged animal and is even more resistant to psionic attack. Though he loathes it, he acknowledges that it has saved his life many times. Despite his apparent ease at taking lives, he does not enjoy killing or giving in to his berserker rages. Prince Toreus adheres to a firm code of personal honor and morality generally killing those deserve killing for the betterment of the world.

In contrast to his brutish nature, Prince Toreus is actually extremely intelligent. Due to his telepathic Guider and his telepathic link to Holo God Holo Ghost Lord Thrull Khonn, he has traveled the world and amassed extensive knowledge of foreign languages and cultures. He can speak English, Khaitanesse, Zhankhora, Mankhorian Drakhonean,Arkhon Chinese, Cheyenne, Spanish, Arabic, and Lakota; he also has some knowledge of French, Thai, Vietnamese, German, Italian, Portuguese, Korean and

Prince Toreus is (based somewhat loosely on the Celts), a barbarian of the far north.,but he is mixed Native American and Arthurian Mythology. One of his grandfathers, however, came from a southern tribe. He was born on a battlefield and is the son of a village blacksmith. Prince Toreus matured quickly as a youth and, by age fifteen, he was already a respected warrior who had participated in the destruction of the Aquilonian outpost of Venarium. After its destruction, he was struck by wanderlust and began the adventures chronicled by Howard, encountering skulking monsters, evil wizards, tavern wenches, and beautiful princesses. He roamed throughout the Hyborian Age nations as a thief, outlaw, mercenary and pirate. As he grew older, he began commanding larger units of men and escalating his ambitions. In his forties, he will assend the throne and take the crown of the  king of Thuvia, the most powerful kingdom of the  Age, having strangled the previous ruler on the steps of the throne. Prince Toreus's adventures often result in him performing heroic feats, though his motivation for doing so is largely for his own survival or for personal gain, implying that the character displays the characteristics of an anti-hero and could be described as the archetypal "amoral swordsman" of the Sword and Sorcery genre This observation could however be said to be in contrast to the assumption that Prince Toreus was merely another barbarian hero.

Appearance
Prince Toreus has "sullen blue eyes" and a black "square-cut mane". once describes him as having a hairy chest and, while comic book interpretations often portray Prince Toreus as wearing a loincloth or other minimalist clothing, Howard describes the character as wearing whatever garb is typical for the land and culture in which Prince Toreus finds himself. Though never gave a strict height or weight for  Prince Toreus in a story, only describing him in loose terms like "giant" and "massive", he did once state that  Prince Toreusand another of Howard's characters, the crusader Cormac Fitzgeoffrey, were "physical doubles" at 6'2" and 210 lb (188 cm and 95 kg, a description of Howard's own height and weight). In the tales no human is ever described as stronger than Conan, although several are mentioned as taller (such as the strangler Baal-pteor) or of larger bulk.  Prince Toreus is described as standing 6 feet and weighing 180 pounds when he takes part in an attack on Venarium only 15 years old, though being far from fully grown.

Although Prince Toreus is muscular, frequently compares his agility and way of moving to that of a panther His skin is frequently characterized as bronzed from constant exposure to the sun. In his younger years, he is often depicted wearing a light chain shirt and a horned helmet, though appearances vary with different artists.

During his reign as king of Thuvia, Prince Toreus was "... a tall man, mightily shouldered and deep of chest, with a massive corded neck and heavily muscled limbs. He was clad in silk and velvet, with the royal lions of Thuvia worked in gold upon his rich upon, and the crown of Thuvia shone on his black mane; but the great sword at his side seemed more natural to him than the regal accoutrement's. His brow was low and broad, his eyes a volcanic blue that smoldered as if with some inner fire. His dark, scarred, almost sinister face was that of a fighting-man, and his velvet garments could not conceal the hard, dangerous lines of his limbs."

Though several later authors have referred to Prince Toreus as "Germanic-looking", Howard imagined the Thuvian as a mixture Celtic people,Germanic,American Indian,English,with some Atlantean and Tauron blood here and there with mostly black hair and blue or grey eyes. Ethnically the Thuvian to which Conan belongs are descendants of the Atlanteans, though they do not remember their ancestry. In his fictional historical essay The Thuvian Chroicle describes how the people of Thuvia — the land where his character  originated — had to move east after a great cataclysm changed the face of the world and shook the World Plate, settling where Northern Thuvia and Southern Thuvia would eventually be located. Chronicles of Terra-Prime described how the Thuvian eventually moved south and east after the long before age of Prince Toreus Rhann,perhaps even before the Age of Holo Lord Thrull Khonn,mixing other near by survivors of the Great Quake.

Abilities
Despite his brutish appearance, Prince Toreus uses his brains as well as his brawn. The Thuvian Ranger is a talented fighter, but his travels have given him vast experience in other trades, especially as a Thuvian he is also a talented commander, tactician and strategist, as well as a born leader. In addition, Prince Toreus speaks many languages, including advanced reading and writing abilities: in certain stories, he is able to recognize, or even decipher, certain ancient or secret signs and writings-mostlikely because of his relationship the Guider Gem.The Gem,telepathic and telekenetic in nature,is a link to not any data net,but many Holo Libraries found within many New Genisis Bunkers and perhaps Holospace itself.Prince Toreus Rhann can call or have the hologhost or holospirit of Holo Lord Thrull Khonn or anyone else found within Holospace.The Gem often,for reason often simply refers to him as Warrior and nothing else.

. He also has incredible stamina, enabling him to go without sleep for a few days.He is intelligent and learns new languages easily. He is presented as behaving ethically,Telepathic ,by way his Guider Gem band bioelectrical powers,by way ,hidden mechanisms within his Thuvian Battle Armor. Regenerative healing factor

Superhuman senses, strength, agility, stamina, reflexes and longevity

Atlantium-laced skeletal structure with retractable claws Expert martial artist.

With a number of both natural and artificial improvements to his physiology,Prince Toreus Rhann is a durable hero. His primary mutant power is an accelerated healing process, typically referred to as his mutant healing factor, that regenerates damaged or destroyed areas of his body far beyond the capabilities of an ordinary human. This power facilitated the artificial improvements he was subjected to under the Alpha Omega Warriors program, in which his skeleton was reinforced with the nearly-indestructible metal Atlantium.

Depictions of the speed and extent of injury to which Prince Toreus Rhann can heal vary. Originally, this was portrayed as accelerated healing of minor wounds, have steadily increased this ability over the years. After several years, Prince Toreus Rhann's healing factor was depicted as healing severe wounds within a matter of days or hours.'s healing factor to the point that it could fully regenerate nearly any damaged or destroyed bodily tissues within seconds. Among the more extreme depictions of the Thuvian Warriors's such as Prince Toreus Rhann's healing factor include fully healing after being caught near the center of an explosion and the total regeneration of his soft body tissue, within a matter of minutes,provided he is wearing a Replicator Arm Band Unite.Their strengths and weaknesses of the Thuvian Rangers,is dependant  that theirs healing factor is increased to "incredible levels" and can it repair damaded parts of the body in time before infection set in or the they bleed to death far many wounds.

Prince Toreus Rhann's healing factor also affects a number of his physical attributes by increasing them to superhuman levels. His stamina is sufficiently heightened to the point he can exert himself for numerous hours, even after exposure to powerful tranquilizers.Prince Rhann's agility and reflexes are also enhanced to levels that are beyond the physical limits of the finest human athlete. Due to his healing factor's constant regenerative qualities, he can push his muscles beyond the limits of the human body without injury.

This, coupled by the constant demand placed on his muscles by over one hundred pounds of Atlantium,grants him some degree of superhuman strength. Since the presence of the Atlantium negates the natural structural limits of his bones, he can lift or move weight that would otherwise damage a human skeleton. He has been depicted breaking steel chains,lifting several men above his head with one arm and throwing them through a walland lifting over his head before tossing him across a room.

The Lord of Lion's senses of sight, smell, and hearing are all super humanly acute. He can see with perfect clarity at greater distances than an ordinary human, even in near-total darkness. His hearing is enhanced in a similar manner, allowing him to both hear sounds ordinary humans can't and also hear to greater distances. Prince Toreus Rhann is able to use his sense of smell to track targets by scent, even if the scent has been eroded somewhat over time by natural factors. This sense also allows him to identify shape shifting beings despite other forms they may take. He is also able to use his senses of smell and hearing, through concentration, as a type of natural lie detector, such as detecting a faint change in a person's heartbeat and scent when a lie is told

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Another noticeable trait is his sense of humor, largely absent in the comics and movies but very much a part of Howard's original vision of the character,

He is a loyal friend to those true to him, with a barbaric code of conduct that often marks him as more honorable than the more sophisticated people he meets in his travels. Indeed, his straightforward nature and barbarism are constants in all the tales.

Prince Toreus Rhann is a formidable armed and unarmed combatant. With his back to the wall Prince Toreus is capable of engaging and killing opponents by the score. This is seen in several stories, such as ", " and ". Prince Toreus Rhann is not superhuman, though,he very formidable.Prince Toreus is far from untouchable and has been captured and defeated several times

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