Rtron

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Uicle

He raised an eyebrow at the sudden laughter. Or at least, Uicle felt like he did. He may have no body to speak of beneath his armor, but old habits die hard. Even if he couldn't make them, he could feel like he was. Deciding it would be best to force Aarem to have at least a little more creativity when it came to plaguing him with bad luck, Uicle decided not to move during his response. "Clearly. I'd suggest a good night's sleep before a day in the College. We-" That's when the Wood Elf, at least Uicle thought he was a Wood Elf, sneered at them all. Uicle let the mage go, chuckling softly. "This is a Mage's College. Madness is a very..flexible term. I would suggest you all get used to seeing what you would have once deemed as mad, because it will become at least an often appearance, if not daily." Before he could go on, the original laughing student passed out, if only so briefly. Uicle heaved a private sigh.

As tours go, this one seemed to be cursed. And he wasn't the only one. Before he could lose any more of the group, or have anything else happen to him for that matter, he went into a very brief and to the point explanation of the Forge and what they could do into it. "The Forge is where, well, things are forged. If you have a request for an item to be made, and what materials to make it out of, you bring it to the Forgemaster." He pointed the man out briefly. "If the Forge doesn't have those items in a large stock, you may be requested to deliver the materials yourself." With that, he decided they should leave. "Well. Shall we move on before any more mishaps occur?" Herding his tour group out the door, Uicle heaved a small sigh of relief. That had actually gone off without a hitch. He was sur- Just as he thought it, one of his metallic birds crashed into the side of his head. "What the-" What it whispered in his ear made him sigh. A deep, weary, resigned sigh. "Go and tell her to clean it."

Althalus

He raised his eyebrows at the Naga as she stared longer than was entirely necessary, as if deciding whether or not she should slap him(likely with her tail). Well, nothing he could do about that except leap out of the way. Or, at least try to. Naga tended to be fast when they wanted to be. The Foreas spoke, or attempted to at least, indicating he had the right idea. Her translator was broken. It was faintly amusing the way her leaves quivered and she clapped, drawing a small chuckle from Althalus. It was excitement, certainly. Very few people, even if they were dependent on the sound for knowing what was around them, clapped lightly in fear.

As Mar moved in front to lead the way, still watching him, he gave her a smirk as if he knew what she was thinking. Of course, he had no clue at all, but she didn't know that did she? Certainly, it was far to long to be staring at someone if you were deciding whether to hit them or not. He was curious as to the reason why, but now was not the time nor the place. As they followed the Naga, Althalus's eyes wandered, looking for anything interesting(and noting quick escape routes. Old habits die hard, especially when you've only stopped for a few weeks.) They stopped when they saw the same thing that caused Mar to freeze. A Naga, obviously. But one he had never seen nor heard of before. Mar certainly seemed surprised at his presence.

"Well. That's a new one." He remarked to no one in particular, waiting for the ocean Naga to notice Mar staring at him. Althalus would listen, and maybe learn a few things from it.

I guess maybe I should reintroduce myself?

Feanor! :D :D

Long time no see!

The Elder Scrolls: Vengeance of the Deep

Dervish said
One of Us. One of Us.

No! Stay strong! Don't be taken in by their cheery faces and general niceness!

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Lucius Cypher said
I have gifted my followers my attention. Unlike yours who simply rode on you coatails like leeches.

Because they needed your constant attention! Lest they fall into an unending madness from staring into the Abyss that is your darkness for to long!

My champions were blessed by the Light and I had faith in them to not constantly need my powers, or my attention!

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The Irish Tree said
I stick around because Lucius bribes me with Potatoes. .

As I said. The deluded and the terrified.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Lucius Cypher said
We would try trial by champion, but the the servant of the light has none to speak of aside from those made of his own .

The Guild Death Took my champions. And you have only the deluded and the terrified fighting for you. And besides, mine came willingly. You have to bind yours with contracts.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Lucius Cypher said And at the rate your going , you'd sooner find yourself on the alter of Ice and Murder than ascending to godhood.

He goes to the flames! Not to your pagan alter!

Fallenreaper said
Other then Lucius and Rtron trying to dominate each other?

It's the never ending struggle...

Freeshooter92 said
Uhh, I'd hate to break it to you guys, but you know the three of you are minor gods, right? I mean, if Lucius had real power over well, anything, we'd be boned. Rtron, You say you're god of light, but you really don't make much sense. You only got the one domain, and what else? Not much, dude. Besides, you just used lightning up there, not actually under you're jurisdiction there. Now, a god of Order and Tyranny, I can see that.

And that, mortal, just proves your ignorance. Seek not to find reason within the whims of the Gods, for the attempt will just burn away your fragile sanity.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

The Irish Tree said
Then what the fuck was Yggdrassil?

What people believed the world was.

Upper Branches: Realm of the Gods.

Middle and Trunk: Mortal Realm.

Roots: The Underworld.

I think anyways.

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Lucius Cypher said
Do not be my Irish. The title of God of Darkness is merely one of the many which I hold. Personally, I favor the title of "God of Beginnings". Much more versatile. Darkness is simply a domain under my reign.

The Irish Tree said
...So you control everything that Begins? Does that mean you *gasp* THAT YOU MAKE POTATOES EXIST IN THE FIRST PLACE?!You are the greatest existence of existing ever in all exists.

Lucius Cypher said
Such as it should be, such as it always is and has been forever a longtime tomorrow.

...He is deceiving you. Beginning, end, he has no place in either of those. Fallen, she is the master of those lands.

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Lucius Cypher said
Oh? Than tell me, "God of Light"; who would call you their master?

Darkness allows my followers secrecy when they need it most. A place within themselves to grow and develop without the prying eyes of your mortality. Through cruelty and fear is my forte, so is passion and courage. these are what I give to my followers, and they have proven to use them with loyalty . Can you say the same? No... Can someone say the say for you?

I have slain you and yours before. It means nothing to me to do so once again.

The followers of light have no need for secrecy! They have no need to grow or develop their passion and courage! I do not give them these because they do not need it! The Light does not take in the cowardly or the evil. It does not need to grow it's strength from nothing.

You give your followers a false courage, where they fear what lays behind them more than what is in front of them. I have no need for such crude tactics. Fear is a tool to be used as a scalpel, while you use it as a war hammer. Your followers will soon learn to fear the wrath of the light far more than the suffering of your darkness...for when the Army of Light moves against it's enemies, it leaves nothing but ash and ruins left of those who dare oppose it. .



You have slain many. But so have I.



Come. Let us see who shall leave this war alive.