Miceclus: Tince finally manages to stop himself from laughing, but still giggles throughout his response. "Solom's the mage king, you silly kid! The greatest hero in history, and we don't even know everything about the era he's from yet! He died about three thousand years ago after sealing all of the dark ones in the soul realm. Snicker. "He was said to be a halfling with forest elf and dragon blood running through him. Apparently parts of his body were more dragon than elf, like his arms, parts of his legs, teeth, eyes, and some say he even had wings! No one knows what type of dragon made up part of him, but it's known that all of his magic was partially draconic. Apparently he fought his commanding officer near the end of the war, splitting the mana realm in two, creating countless pocket realms to house the greatest beasts across all three realms.
Everyone else
A small conversation leads Ba to his flanking position. Something seemed off though. There was no drive in his axe to have a brutal fight. He simply wanted to see the opponents before him perish in a timely manner. Ba'gandi begins developing a headache.
Meanwhile Brier is harnessing the powers of the generator as well as he can, working out how to bring the castle's defenses back up. He eventually has to give up and lay his own traps, and begins to feel the world numbing. He's using too much energy, but he completes everything he felt necessary and passes out after getting back inside.
Cicatrix turns her beloved house into a monstrosity after clearing everything out. She sends the plant beast with her now-armed chimera to attack the ogres. What few soldiers accepted her offer were taken care of, and Cicatrix is forced to sleep before the adrenaline forced into her body breaks her completely. The corruption in her arm burns hot from whatever beings are inside the Hub, but she manages to ignore it.
Veranus takes command upon a high point overseeing the ogres, directing what few soldiers were able to stand stopping their rest period. The soldiers that accepted the mutations rushed out with the behemoths their mutator had sent as ordered by Veranus. Everything goes according to plan until the moment of the flank.
Ba'gandi's mind was burning. He could neither see nor hear anything. Save for the ogres. He grabs his axe.
The ambushers waiting for Ba'gandi's flank see the gnoll getting in position, but somethnig seems off. His fur has become black, and his eyes are a deep red. The gnoll was surrounded by a terrifying aura.
Ba'gandi begins his assault. These weren't defenseless creatures, they were ogres seeking a fight. He wouldn't bless them with such trivialities. He would simply kill them. This wasn't like his joke before, Ba'gandi was fully intent on one-sidedly murdering the ogres. He readies his axe, and jumps.
Brier and Cicatrix synchronize in their dreams. A being within the Hub, both living and dead, was happily playing as though it had just received some new toys. A dog plush is being used to knock over a small collection of little metal statues often given to children in the old times. Set up around the room the being is in are some books and pieces of cloth. Chess pieces are scattered about, with a small group facing the dog plush and metal statues.
Ba'gandi felt carefree. He suddenly felt bored of killing the ogres, and decides instead to simply allow one to live to inform its comrades of the example, dismembering the rest.
The onlookers viewed Ba draped in terror, but one of them had seen an event like this once before. This wasn't the work of the gnoll they had placed faith in. The man they knew was sleeping right now. This was a dark one stealing that man's image.
Brier awakens with a fright. Dark ones infecting his dreams was common, but his dreams were never changed by their whisperings. Frightened, he checks the battlefield. He spots the dead ogres in the distance, and runs up to see the corrupted Ba'gandi. He rushes in and begins settling the gnoll down, trying to chase away the dark one corrupting him. After hours of speaking to him, the gnoll falls unconscious, back to who he was.
After a while everyone who can hold consciousness is brought up to speed on what happened. Brier isn't sure why the dark one displayed itself to him from the Hub, but he knows that every one of the Runners in their current states. After a while of talking about what to do with Ba, it's determined that he couldn't have helped it, it's unlikely he'd ever even heard a dark one's whispers before. His axe is kept away from him, and he won't be allowed to fight for a while, though.
Once the meeting finishes, those who still care eat what food is prepared, and everyone passes out in their respective housing areas. Having never slept in the barracks, Cicatrix was rather uncomfortable as she continued to see the dark one's vision from not having woken up.
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Topic: Runners of Hyperion -- one spots open (Read 36150 times)