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[Akroma]

((time to get to lore writing!))

[Akroma]

"Not a hint of life can be found in Dar'Klajids domain, yet in the towers that betray every law of nature and architecture, there is movement manifold. The damned toil in their clockwork bodies, working on constructs and tools that turn against viewer, visitor and user. And the will of the spoiler of the craft brings movement where there is no life, life where there is no warmth, breath where there is no breath, and the rocks rise and walk to earth. Connected to tubes and wires, cogs and levers is the unliving machinery that is called Belkelel, and it knows not sleep and it knows not rest." -Francis of Madrit, walker behind the stars.


"And as I made my ways through the endless rows of books and scrolls of Amazeroths library, I came across a soul in chains, writting upon his own, eternaly regrowing skin, forming the pages of a book in the format of a malnurished torso. My previous encounters left me wary, but curiosity, as always, overcame me, and I asked the tortured soul, what task had been given to him for eternity. Having once traded his soul to Tyak'raman, he was now in chains to aid in eternal bureaucracy, an eternal ledger of black letters on pink parchment, that held the name and price each and every soul had paid to the rulers of the void. It was only there that I understood that Hanaestil had lied to me, or perhaps entirely misunderstood the very nature of her domain. What she called a world without love, was merely a world without life. For indeed, each, and everyone that had sold his soul to Dar'klajid the godess of machines, did so only for this one reason. It was love that motivated them, and love was all that drove Dar'klajid, what enthroned her in the first place.
Born in a cosmos wherein no love exists, neither inj action nor in concept, the machine god that later claimed the throne of the lifeless domain caught the attention of Shaz-Man-Yat, the grand golemancer, and previously ruler of this domain. The ways of love are strange indeed, to have Shaz-Man-Yat fall in love with Dar'klajid, but such was her devotion, that Shaz-Man-Yat turned against the void, to preserve the object of her adoration. However at this point, this existance had taken damages far beyond repair, and there was no salvation for the pair. It was not love that motivated Dar'Klajid, but pure, cold calculation, when she turned to Shaz-Man-Yat, and told her "Give me your throne, and I will give you my heart to keep if you so desire it. Be a servant to my liking forever, so I can be forever."
And simply because she desired it, Shaz-Man-Yat gave up everything, even her love to the godess, to become the perfect servant, and Dar'klajid, forever unable to understand the event now seeks the souls of those in love, and none other." - Francis Of Madrit, Walker behind the Stars.


"Blasted be the traiterous son of a whore that was tempted by Belkelel. The body he had forged for this abomination stands above all expectations, and it took the blood, and almost all lives of an entire pantheon to stop her. Stop her I say, we could not kill her. Nothing can. There is no source of annihilation that is destructive enough to keep her gone. With a final act of strength, the mountain grabbed her, and threw the wretched golem as far into the sky as he could. This is where it remains, and should remain. Should the body ever be found, and possessed by Belkelel again, we might not be able to defeat her a second time." - Memories of a primordial god, that fell in the war of the first day, the first assault of the void on creation.

[Kansa]

Alice read the book that she had found intently, letting out a small sigh as she reached the end of the parts on Belkelel. She closed the book and looked forwards, it seemed like she had found what Belkelel would try to reach next. She let out a yawn as she rose to her feet and began looking to see if there was any information on where exactly the body was.

[Sanure]

((I see a grand Cenobyte image~~))

[Akroma]

"It was thrown into the sky" is pretty much the only source Alice came across

[Kansa]

Alice continued to read the words she had found for a while, eventually she let out a sigh and closed the book. She sat there for a while pondering but eventually rose to her feet. She began to walk slowly back to her room, wondering if she would encounter anyone on the way.

[Akroma]

She might see Wapurga analysing Dalias blood by swigging ir around in a crystal bowl, and holding a pendulum over it.

[Kansa]

Alice hesitated for a moment as she saw Walpurga, for a moment she considered just walking on but eventually walked into the room.
"What are... are you doing?"

[Akroma]

"Scrying zee mana. Blood contains zee highest mana concentration in zee body, and also is zee first substance to take in zee nutrients from zee shadow lands. But it appears unless we feed Dalia mana-rich food, zee level of exchange is rather low. You think we could trick her into feeding on a human heart and bathing in blood?"

[Kansa]

Alice looked slightly shocked at this proposal,
"Why would we... we want to?"

[Akroma]

"To create an amalgamation of mana from creation and zis sub-space, possibly enhancing Dalia to whole new levels of course!"

Walpurga seems enthusiastic. Well, her perma frown suggests she might suffer from face paralysis, but she at least sounds enthusiastic.

[Kansa]

Alice shifted her feet slightly,
"I... I don't think that sounds like a good idea."

[Akroma]

"MADNESS! It is ignorant cowards like you zat are holding magic and humanity back!"

Walpurga scuttles off to find mana-rich food

"Bah. Not a good idea she sais, why would you do zat she sais.."

[Sanure]

Sen walks past Walpurga while holding a book and appears to be not paying attention.

[kj1225]

((So... it's lost in space. Not much to worry about then.))

Kyle sighs and goes down to the armory to inspect the weapons there.