[h2][centre][i]A Collab between Scarifar and Kho[/i][/centre][/h2]

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[*] Rejys and Greyus take the shards of the Blade of Chaos to Ferghus
[*] Ferghus accepts it and upgrades Rejys, though only giving him half of the agreed upon upgrades
[*] Ferghus assures them that if they get the other half of the Blade he would come true on his contract with them
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Rejys looked down upon the destroyed remains of half of the Blade of Chaos. He was rather surprised that they had actually managed to get a hold of the Blade - he had thought it a nigh on impossible task. And, considering they only had half of it, perhaps it was.

'I am sorry Battle Brother,' Greyus said, 'we have failed you, and we have lost our Silent Brother to the Execrable Chaos,' Rejys looked up at the Seer but quickly reassured him.
'You did what you were capable of, Silent Brother. You are not at fault for the passing of Alfid, it is the way of war,' Rejys allowed himself to look over the small town that had grown here on this cold continent. It was yet small, largely made of wood, with a wooden wall and a trench around it and various huts and cottages within. The rivers nearby allowed for fishing and the strange creatures Thulemiz had conjured up - who proudly called themselves Ghoul Kings - had scouted the area. There were caves in the nearby forests and the area seemed rather rich in resources. It was just a matter of settling down and establishing themselves in the area before they could begin making use of them.

War had not yet ravaged these lands. Rejys hoped that would remain the case, though something told him that the Grandmaster had some very different ideas. Certainly, the Ghoul Kings did not seem all too peaceful, and their ghoul minions did not look like they were built to live in farms and become miners. They could certainly be commanded to build things, but Rejys knew beings of war when he saw them. They would need to find a way to bring back their Battle Brother Zerabil. If only Battle Brother Jrolfir was still with them, or Battle Brother Juras; or that brave and quick-witted Battle Sister Aryali. He let out a hot sigh before turning back to Greyus.

'Come, Silent Brother, let us take what we have to the Fiery One, perhaps he will find some use for the little that we bring him,' and with that, Greyus placed an armoured hand upon the Arma Igna and the air around them shimmered before they disappeared. Mere seconds later, they reappeared before the guardian of Mt. Vulcan.

Robbie remained motionless as the Brothers appeared. Robbie sent a telepathic message to Ferghus regarding Rejys and his quest. Moments later, the avatar of Ferghus appeared via his usual rising pillar of fire. "So, you have returned. I hope you brought that Blade of Chaos with you, because I certainly don't sense a strong presence of chaos around," Ferghus greeted them. "Maybe that rather large discharge of chaos energy I sensed earlier had something to do with it, hmm?"

Rejys got down on one knee and was about to start explaining the situation when Greyus interjected.
'We do have the Blade of Chaos, Fiery One. At least, most of it. The Warlord Ialu unexpectantly destroyed the weapon, and all we managed to do was gather the shards, while the handle remained in the Warlord's hand,' he put a hand on Rejys' shoulder, 'We could do nothing more; the Warlord has become a fearsome monstrosity indeed, and he allied with him the chosen of the Great Spirit Escre. We did what we could,' Greyus stopped there and both Victors were silent as they waited upon Ferghus' verdict, the shards of the Blade of Chaos laid out before him.

Ferghus stared at the pieces before him, wondering what he was going to do with them. Ferghus put his hand near the shards to determine if there was still any chaotic energy left in them, and sensed none at first. However, he did feel a small, but steady, increase of chaos energy being absorbed into the shards, originating from elsewhere. Curious, he looked up and turned his head from side to side, trying to determine the source. However, Ferghus was in the middle of a business transaction, so he put the thought aisde for now. 

"Well, this is certainly the Blade of Chaos, or at least, part of it," Ferghus said. "Still, since you only brought me half, it is only expected for me to give you half the payment. Come, Rejys. I shall bring you into my forge. Robbie, keep watch of the other one." Ferghus then placed a hand on Rejys' shoulder, and transported them both away, into the forge. Despite being indoors, with no windows or anything, it was surprisingly well lit within the forge. Ferghus grabbed a random hammer lying on a table and said, "Hold still." Ferghus placed his hand on Rejys' face plate and extracted the life of fire from Rejys' body, returning it to its armored husk. Placing the ball of fire onto the table, Ferghus got to work creating a new set of armor. The task took a few hours, as it was slow work, but Ferghus worked on the task steadily. As he forged the armor, Ferghus set enchantments into the metal, granting it Wi immunity, as well as the enchantment to resist a large amount of physical damage.

Finally, the deed was done. The new body appeared similar to the old set of armor, but it was made of a superior metal. Back then, Ferghus had created the armor purely to move around like a normal human could. This time, Ferghus put more effort into it, shaping it so it would have more speed and strength. Ferghus took a moment to admire his work, then grabbed the ball of fire that was Rejys' life force and placed it into the suit of armor. Immediately, the fire grew, spreading into every inch of the interior of the armor, and Rejys regained consciousness. "Alright, how do you feel?" Ferghus asked Rejys.

The suit of armour began moving slightly, slowly at first as it tested itself, but soon enough it was moving as smoothly - if not even moreso - as it was before. It certainly felt very different.
'I feel...light,' he said, not exactly able to explain it. He felt lighter, freer. Not like a suit of armour at all; perhaps it was the feeling a man had when they were barefoot and naked - except that Rejys felt anything but vulnerable. 
'I feel grateful, my lord. Thank you for your blessings and mercy,' the Arma Igna got down on both knees, humbled by the god's generousity and kindness to him. He hoped that the Fiery One would always be there to guide and protect him; certainly Rejys honoured the other gods, but just as Zerabil before could not help but love his own Father, Rejys could not help the loyalty and love he had for his creator.

"You're welcome, and just remember that this is only half the payment," Ferghus reminded. "If you get the other half of that Blade, I'll finish the upgrades." Ferghus then transported him and Rejys back to where they were originally, where both Robbie and Greyus seemed to be waiting patiently. "So you're still here," Ferghus said to Greyus. "Well, if you get the other half of the Blade of Chaos, come on back." Ferghus transported himself back into his forge, taking the shards of the Blade of Chaos with him, planning to make sure the chaos within the shards would not infect anything within his forge. Robbie remained at his post, as motionless as a statue.

With that, the two Victors disappeared and returned to their new home.