[i]The Temple of Crota[/i] The group of 6 wandered up to the iron door, locked with strange Hive runes. Screaming can be heard from the inside... "Can you open it, Toland?" Asked Eriana-3, with a bit of haste. "Yes, but it will take time, Exo." He replied. [i]A few short moments later, the three runes on the iron door vanished, the screams grew louder[/i] "We should back away," voiced Eriana, "we probably shouldn't shake hands with whatever's in there." [i]As the door started to open, the group went back up the slope behind them, a Hunter named Sai Mota tripped over a rock and would fall victim to what succumbed him [/i] "Sai, Sai are you okay" Eris said as she went over to him. "Foolish Warlock. Back away Eris!" shouted Toland "the gate opens" [i]As the doors spread open, Eris was frightened by it and quickly fled back up the hill as Toland demanded. Sai was starting to stand when the seeming endless waves of Thrall, supported by Wizard and Acolyte, overcame Sai. They ripped his body to shreds, and tore the light away from his lifeless corpse. Vell Tarlowe, a close friend of Sai, became enraged as he shook the area around the Thralls with his Fist of Havoc, killing a good number of them. The battle lasted for only a few minutes, but the aftermath was daunting. Shells of Acolytes and Thralls scattered about, while the helm of Sai Mota lay partially sunk into the Lunar surface [/i] "I must honor him," said Vell, now upset at the gruesome death of his friend. He walked over to an Acolyte shell, ripping off it's loin cloth, and making it his new mark. "Uhhh, Vell, that's a-" "It is NOT an Acolyte loin cloth. It's the spoils of war." Vell said, cutting off Toland. "Now, let's go down there and exact revenge for Sai." And the 5 left went down the abyss together [b][i][u]END OF PART ONE[/u][/i][/b]