The sounds of the battle, although still intense, were dying down and the killer they called Bytor, blood smeared upon his face, had yet to ease the hunger for vengeance. He had traveled to many worlds, located in many times, but this world seemed to be a bit more violent than most. His call of duty was forever present, and the guns blaring brought an unusual sense of peace within his tormented soul. He never felt more at home than he did on the battlefield. He hadn’t used magic in a long time; here it wasn’t needed. The warriors in this world were void of the awesome power he, seemly alone, possessed.

A longing for his mates began to creep into his heart. They had been through a lot together, and even while in battle he always felt something was missing without the faces of Xaos. Without a thought he instinctually ducked and rolled to his left, something had just missed his mammoth frame. As he zeroed in on his next victim, he froze. The target, a dark cloaked figure, disappeared. “Ahh finally a worthy foe,” the battle-ready warrior mumbled through an evil grin. Bytor leaped to his feet, striking an overmatched enemy, and ran to the spot he had seen the figure.

It was there that shivers ran down his spine. He had heard tales in the taverns that somewhere in time you were already dead, and if evil were to touch you you would catch a glimpse of the very tomb that will be your bodies eternal resting place, but it wasn’t his tomb that lay before his eyes. A single tear formed in the stone features of his right eye, “how could this be?” he whispered.

The sounds of the battle had stopped, and before him, bloody and battered, was an all to familiar face. At the courageous fighters feet laid the body of his fellow Councilman, Gerrick. He leaned forward to help his friend, but his huge hands merely wisped through the apparition. It was time to leave this world. It was time to contact old friends. It was time The Lords were made whole again.

Having returned to the world of LoX’s birth, Malek awakes in a cold sweat from his sleep. This very eve he had banished the devil himself from these lands, but this dream did not revolve around Diablo. On the contrary, this dream was different.

It has been nearly ten years since The Lords of Xaos was formed. Ten years of sitting at the High Council table. Ten years of unwavering friendships and trust. Ten years of traveling from land to land. Now he finds himself in the very town he had first met the odd stranger who introduced him to The Lords.

As he sits up in the makeshift bed he had placed in a ransacked home, he couldn’t quite shake the feeling that perhaps he had come full circle. Perhaps IT had come full circle. What IT actually was he wasn’t sure. Yet IT was enough to bring this brave warrior out of a needed sleep in a near panic.

The night seemed oddly quiet. He pushed the thought from his mind, and with sword in hand, laid back for more rest. In the shadows, unbeknownst to a normally keen eye, a dark cloaked figure vanished back from which he came.

As Malek began to slip back into sleep, his mind was drawn towards his friend Bytor. “What is this magic?” his brain screamed out at the moment he became unconscious to the world of reality.

Amicitiae nostrae memoriam spero sempiternam fore - I hope that the memory of our friendship will be everlasting.

We know not what the darkness brings, but the elders of LoX sense something is afoot. With members of Xaos scattered amongst many worlds, the Order is weaker than it has ever been. An echo of an eerily familiar sound seems to be growing stronger with the passing days.

Members of the High Council grow anxious, and a calling of its members may soon be necessary. Many have not felt this feeling since “He whose name should not be spoken” ripped the Lords apart so many moons ago. Could the betrayer, and his lackeys, be nearing?

So do we or don’t we? That is the question. To help clear the air (wow Bytor that stank) I have set up a poll on the forum. Thus far, 3 members have stated they would buy and play assuming others jump into the shark tank as well.

So what are you waiting for go vote!?!?

Boredom does seem to provide interesting options. As we all await the next big game, who even knows for sure what that is at this point, a few LoX’ers have resubscribed to Dark Age of Camelot. Allia, Bytor, Gerrick, and Walyn have been defending Midgard on Guinevere for a couple of weeks in Thid, and loving it!

Gerrick has purchased a home and is hoping to convert it to a guildhall where a guild vault can be placed to share items. Although this is a touch expensive for one person to do, his plans are to wait another couple of weeks to get a feel for about how long people may stay with the game, then begin recruiting as much as possible. The recruiting pool is thin, but with enough of an all-out recruitment program perhaps the net can catch enough people that will be active enough to build an alliance again (ours is dead) and pay for the house upgrade.

I am in the process of editing the graphics and content of this site, please remain patient. I felt as though a basic informative site with a link to our forums would be much better for us at this time. As always if you have ideas, or want to contribute please email Gerrick

Visit our FORUM in the meantime.