Emillion Mods (emillionmods) wrote in emillion, @ 2013-12-20 08:29:00 |
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Make me believe that this place isn't plagued, By the poison in me...
Who: Cúchulainn & OPEN!
What: An attack!
Where: Close to the Mages Tower.
When: Evening.
Rating: R - Language, violence, etc.
There was no need to hold back longer and to keep himself hidden amongst the shadows. After the guilds had found a way to counteract his hard work, putting an end to the reaping of countless unworthy sinners, the young man known by a few along the road as Willem felt that it was time to engage in his other interests a bit more seriously. The matter of the plague aside, a higher calling had led him to Emillion and it was this need above all others that lead him toward the Mages Tower. Just as the old texts had once inferred (these scrolls long destroyed before the others at the village he had fled so long ago ever had a chance to discover them), this man-made structure which dared to rise so high up to the heavens had to have what he was searching for. Or at least, a better idea of where it was than he did currently, even if he now had asked for guidance. Cúchulainn had listened and came forth to serve. The young man would have seemed utterly forgettable when walking through the city streets, as poorly dressed as he was, forsaking worldly wealth for a greater purpose. However, once summoned to his aid, the creature that marched at the fore was ancient and enormous and terrifying. A true abomination in the eyes of its creators, Cúchulainn was a creature so wretched and vile to behold, the air around it warped and withered with disease. Chaos and waste and bloody destruction was to be the herald of the incoming dangers, and those looking out from the Mages Tower were soon to be alerted. |