mandalus :: the city of fates.

[ The feed clicks on to show a sideways video. There are a few bodies on the floor, as well as a woman being thrown across the room and hitting the wall hard. Then steps The Black Prince into the video feed. His white clothes are stained with blood, but it looks as if he has also been through the ringer himself. His face is bloodied around his nose and mouth, as well as his face being scruffed up.

He reaches down and pulls a dagger from a corpse. ]

You dare attack me? You FOOLISH mortal! [ He advances on the woman. ] Just because you can make me bleed hardly means you've defeated me. Tell your god that he has no idea who he is trifling with. I'm certain you will be seeing him personally in the afterlife. Do make sure to give him my message. You will have done something with your PATHETIC life once you have.

( [cut for yucky] )

Now. [ The red-in-red eyes turn to find the phone on the floor. ] I believe that it is time to start seeking out the strongest chains of this Cult. Champions that I have contacted before? I have quite the task in mind for you.

As for the others... well. I'm certain at least some of you who are curious to this Cult or what they plan to do can find something on these corpses. They are of no use to me. [ He lifts a foot and topples the corpse of the dead woman over on the ground. ] Do hurry. I may loose my temper before you arrive. Then what use would a charred corpse be to you?

[ When all of the beloved Honored Guests check their devices this morning, they find a mysterious audio file awaiting them. Those few who know of Wrathion will obviously recognize the Black Prince's voice. ]

My dear and fellow Honored Guests. Quite some time has passed since we have seen the mysterious forces of Mes'Klou wandering the streets of this doomed city. Not a word from the fanatic cult or the mysterious Ardon. Don't you find this strange at all? Those who wish the destruction of all do not simply fall quiet when their leader is killed.

Thus I have conducted my own research and studies on the matter. From the thick forest home of the once member of the System to the dusty old archives of the Library. I believe my findings have proved valuable to those who wish to know more of Mandalus's own Headless Horseman. It is a tragic story indeed, should these millennium old stories be true. Yes, Honored Guests, I did say millennium.

Should you be interested in these findings? You can find one of my contacts through out the city. They are not too hard to find if you simply look. From there they will give you my location. We do not want to be too obvious to any roaming worshipers of Mes'Klou.

I look forward to our discussions.

( [tl;dr action stuff inside] )

It would seem that our dealings with monsters and ghouls has come to an end. My agents have seen no sign of the undead or odd shadows around the city. Unfortunately for our own endeavors, it does seem our headless rider is still making rounds through the city. I doubt I need to say how troubling this is of course.

For those who wish to engage our headless rider, I do suggest you are properly equipped and prepared. Many have met the end of his axe as the rumors have it. If you are in need of items of protection, then perhaps I can see what I can do for you.

I, however, am looking for information about this "headless horseman." Are there tales in Mandalus of him--what of your realms? Perhaps from these different stories we can find away to protect ourselves while we focus on the true war at hand.

Which I would hope that all of you plan to battle the Cult.

( [ Private Message sent to: Morrigan, Arya Stark, Tony Stark, Kaylee Frye, Luke Castellan, Vanille ] )

Many of you had stated that this realm is at constant turmoil. I wonder, then, why it is so still? There are rumors and whispers of the dark shadow that hangs over this place. And yet I have been unable to see it. I would believe that these attacks you claim of are random. Or, is there a pattern to it?

Just what is this Cult of Mes'Klou that we all speak of? Is it an army? A religious order? Both? ...What if it is more? A simple question with a complicated answer. I wish to know your thoughts, Mandalus. Let us share a few stories and theories. It may help us prepare for the next time they strike.

Unhand me! Have you any idea who it is that you are trifling with?!

[ One of the security guards suddenly goes flying across the screen. There is sounds of a scuffle and something that sounds like a roar. Then, all goes quiet and eventually the feed cuts.

A few hours later, a young man sits in a rather comfortable - yet homely - looking room. He seems to ponder something over before turning his full attention to the feed. ]

It would seem that my brief flash of anger was misplaced. I have found that I share my current circumstances with all of you. Forgive my rude display earlier. Like all of you, there are dire circumstances that require my presence in my home world. Perhaps if we were to work together to save this world... we could focus on what plagues each of ours. It is an endeavor that is worth perusing, is it not?

Allow me to introduce myself to you. I am Wrathion, known as the Black Prince. The details of my title are trivial here in this world. I am curious to know what it is you have learned in your times in this world. And, perhaps, we can aide one another. I always reward those who give their efforts and time to my services. I hope to repay any of you for your information in time. I do not make such promises lightly, nor to just anyone that I see.