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originally posted in:The Roleplay League
1/9/2016 6:45:57 AM
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Alice stepped away from the crystal, and over to the broken hilt that lay on the ground. She picked it up, observing the hilt.
"I knew something was strange about Grixis, why it was no one helped him. I now I know why."
She turned and looked at Anaxis.
"I'm sorry." Was all she said to him.
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"Don't be." He responded. "My best friend died here, all those centuries ago. And when he did, Grixis stepped in to take his place." He looked over at her. "Whatever was left of Magnus is gone. He has to die, there's no other choice."
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"But that doesn't make the hurt any less, does it?" As she says this, she walks over to Anaxis and offers the broken hilt out to him.
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The hurt? He had been horrified when the news of Magnus turning over to the Darkness reached him. He didn't want to believe it at first. But then he went out to where he was last seen in a village outside The City, and when he got there, his worst nightmare was all too real. Everyone in village laid dead in the streets, everything burned, and on the center of it all, was a collection of Hive from Thrall to Knights, and in the center stood [i]him[/i], inside his new armor wielding a Hive cleaver. He knew then and there that his friend was gone. The monster that he had become was the only thing that was left. Did it hurt? Yes. But he knew what he had to do. He would have thrown in the towel if he knew he couldn't do what had to be done. There was no other choice. It was either Grixis, or them. He broke his line of thought when he noticed the sword that Magnus wielded was held out to him. The blade, like it had been before, had no fuller, only to be filled up with the energy of the element he wielded, so it was only the deep silver edges. The hilt had the most damage, one end of the cross guard had a deep gash in it, almost going all the way through, while the other side had been completely cut off. And the once beautiful, shining crystal that held the swords power, now sat in the hilt, completely dull, no shine whatsoever, with a large crack going down it. The color of the whole thing, had surprisingly kept its shine all these years in the dark. He looked back over at the exit, then let out a sigh. "Keep it." He said under his breath.
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She looked at him for a moment, then pulled it back. She spun it lazily through the air, noting that how the blade itself didn't seem to be even the littlest bit dinted or dented. The hilt itself was a wreckage, but still quite usable at her swing. Even the crystal at the hilt (though still dull) seemed to be generating a faint bit of light at her touch. She rests it on her right shoulder and looks at Anaxis. "Wasn't there meant to be some form of darkness here that Sarkon uses? I mean, this crystal could be it, but if it was, wouldn't you have noticed it sooner?"
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[i]"Not just Darkness, but the Light as well."[/i] A voice echoed throughout the ruined chamber.
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"Light? What do you mean by that Anaxis?" She says still looking at Anaxis.
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Edited by Zalamiir: 1/9/2016 11:58:40 PMAnaxis had his auto rifle drawn, scanning the room for anything besides them. "I didn't say that." [i]"I did."[/i] Said the voice from before. Movement caught his eye from above. He snapped his rifle to whatever it was, putting his finger on the trigger, ready to unleash a bullet storm. But he wasn't expecting to see what came floating down from the shadowed ceiling, and the sight unnerved him. Floating down, was the small, white shell of a Ghost, but what unnerved him about it was its eye. Instead of the cool blue diamond eye against a black background like almost all Ghosts, this ones diamond eye was pitch black against a wall of green that shimmered and danced like fire. "You're the disturbance." Anaxis said, keeping the Ghost in his weapon's reticule. [i]"I am. It's good to see you again, Anaxis. Though I know you don't remember me, I never much liked to show myself. My name is Orion. Ghost of the Guardian Magnus. Or was, after that horrid day."[/i]
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Edited by MegaBeast42: 1/10/2016 12:05:51 AM"You're still bound to him, aren't you?" Alice says walking closer to Orion, ignoring Anaxis's displeasure at her being so close to the Ghost.
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Orion looked over at Alice. [i]"I merely say that, due to my Guardian using a different name. But to answer your question; yes, I am. I feel what he feels, much like your unique friend, Emaria. But unlike her, I also see what he sees. And he doesn't even know that I'm still alive."[/i]
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"You still care for him then?"
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Edited by Zalamiir: 1/10/2016 12:38:11 AM[i]"How could I not? He may be a dark, tortured soul now, but he's still my Guardian. I still feel every little thing in him. It's very saddening. He used to be the very definition of good, he was so much more happier back then. But now all I ever feel from him is his pain, as he fights against the Light within him, and his anger and hate, for those that turned against him that he trusted with his life."[/i]
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"Anaxis?" She says.
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Edited by Zalamiir: 1/10/2016 12:42:18 AM"What?" He practically spat out.
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She doesn't flinch. "What are you thinking?"
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Edited by Zalamiir: 1/10/2016 1:13:24 AM"I'm think that this is pure idiocy. Orion, you still care for Magnus, I get that. But he is gone, he died centuries ago, and now Grixis has filled the void." He told Orion icily. [i]"I see you still have the same narrow-minded thought process that the Guardians of old used to have."[/i] He looked at Alice. "[i]What is it you wish to know."[/i]
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"How do we balance out Grixis's light and darkness?" She says, adjusting her grip on Magnus's sword.
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"[i]You say that as if it never was. This entire time it's been balanced, that is what he despises. He wishes to be rid of the Light, to become a being of pure Darkness."[/i] Orion looked away from Alice's gaze, then turned and looked at shattered crystal on the circular podium. "[i]And whatever he's doing on Fundament; he's slowly succeeding."[/i]
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"No, I don't believe he is balanced. I'm balanced but I don't suffer from his symptoms. Reason why is because I'm balanced physically and mentally." She swings the sword down and stabs it lightly into the ground. "I didn't say he wasn't balanced physically. I meant mentally. How do we help him?"
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"[i]Now that is the problem. I honestly have no idea. He's made the Light his greatest enemy, for reasons you already know. But I do know this: if there is anyone that can help him down that path, it is you. But know, he won't be willing to accept the Light so easily."[/i]
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She nods. Then takes a knee in front of the sword in the ground, gripping the orb at the top. She then attempts to fill the sword with her own energy.
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Edited by Zalamiir: 1/10/2016 2:25:39 AM"[i]Dawn's Resolve, is it's name. Made by Magnus himself. It could only work for him, but now that it has no link to him anymore, it would seem that you are its next wielder. It's a shame, how low it's brought down. It can never reach the performance it was before in its current state."[/i]
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"You'd be surprised how powerful a name can be." Alice says as she stands up, now with the gem swirling with faint black shadows amongst bright white. She grips it's handle and pulls it up from its position in the ground. "It's not fully bonded yet. It still whispers of Magnus's soul. But luckily, that's what I need." She turns to look at Orion. "We're going after Grixis. I'm going to try and save him, Anaxis will try to kill him. So now it's a race."
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"So it would seem." Anaxis said blatantly. "You said Grixis is on Fundament. What is he doing there?" There was a pause, Orion having that look, weighing which option to go on. But then he finally spoke again. "[i]I think it's best that I show you."[/i]
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"Lead the way then." She holds a hand out in the air, then shadows seem to manipulate themselves in her hand, making a long, black tinted transparent sheath for Dawn's Resolve. She swings it around, then clicks the sword into the sheath. Perfect fit. She looks back at the others around her staring at her. "What? You thought I'd let such a brilliant sword not have a sheath?"
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Orion hovered over by the crystal, then turned to face his audience. "[i]I'm just gonna say it now, things for you may get a bit weird."[/i]When he finished, his shell expanded, revealing a green aura around his core instead of a blue. "Define 'weird.'" But if an answer was coming, it was cut off as Orion erupted in a flash of light, blinding the party. Why did everything lately have to blind them? When his vision cleared, Anaxis looked around- His eyes went wide as they seemed to be standing on an invisible floor, out in the middle of space. "Orion!" [i]"Relax,"[/i] he told them from seemingly no where. [i]"Your merely observing what's happening, you're not actually where you are."[/i] "Well where are..." He trailed off as he observed what was before them. An orange gas giant, so large, it made Jupiter seem like a speck of dust in comparison to its size. [i]"Lady and gentlemen, welcome to Fundament."[/i] He looked about the titanic gas giant. There they were, the fifty-two moons, orbiting the planet. But what caught his attention, was the large battle happening a distance away from them. Hive ships, seemingly by the hundreds, fired upon one another, already a large graveyard forming from the destroyed ships.
