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[i][u] June 19, 1888 |7:41 AM| [/i][/u]
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Loss
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[b][i]“Well, for this weeks report I’ve got some information for you Kendall. The good news, Barichi has been taken from us by Adria. The reason why is simple, Xyun was going to try and take his soul. Adria was there because she felt an unfamiliar presence of life. Well that’s all the good news that I’ve got. I’ll be seeing you later this week.” ~ sincerely, Ł[/b][/i]
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[i][u] June 19, 1888 |10:07 AM| [/i][/u]
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7 kilometers away from |-Paris, France-|
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Reckoning
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“Where darkness gathers.”
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The dark clouds drew nearer to Paris each passing hour. Their presence was obvious, a storm on the horizon. Day by day it grew in size, and day by day it slowly started to form a shape. A battleship made of storms, one that would rend the city of Paris to ashes. Yet there was something off about the storm. For something godlike in nature sat inside the cloud, waiting. Mortals called it “the eternal storm” for in their eyes it always appeared when disaster struck. Those of higher intellect called it “The Harbinger of Anarchy” for it reaped destruction wherever it went. The cloud is, as Luxcious put it, “The Reckoner of Mankind” for in his eyes it judges all.
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The Flame Rekindled
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[i][u] June 19, 1888 |9:57 PM| [/i][/u]
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Kendall went to sleep that night feeling restless. His mind felt uneasy, as if something was wrong. His dreams weren’t of what tomorrow would bring, no. The dreams turned into hallucinations, and from hallucinations to visions. These visions were of the past, and it’s meaning. The Dark Ages showed him a lot, the unending evil, and the true nature of higher powers. The vision revealed to him more information on what the enemy was, though the end was muddied with distortions and darkness. Kendall only knew one thing was clear, something was controlling this war, something incomprehensible in design and nature. He woke the next morning in the library with his face pressed into an old history book. He studied it for a second before putting it away. He sent a letter to Luxcious hours prior telling him to go to his house again. Kendal estimated that they’d be here in about half an hour. He waited for them to arrive but they didn’t come. He thought they were late, and that they must have taken an alternate route. His suspicion was confirmed when he heard a knock on the door.
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“I’ll be right there!” He said
Kendall hurried over to the door and opened it. Luxcious stood there with Arturo, though Silas was noticeably abcent.
“Good morning old friend, so happy to see you!” Luxcious replied
“Same to you.” Kendall responded
The four of them went to sit in the library next to the fireplace. There Arturo asked Kendall a question.
“You had visions last night, did you not?” He questioned
“Yes I did, I suppose you had the same one?” Kendall asked
“No, I had one of a man in tattered robes, I once knew him, though I don’t know how.” Arturo replied
“Intriguing to say the least gentlemen.” Luxcious said
From that point onwards the three of them discussed the visions and what they meant. The whole discussion was barely even started and they already started to waste hours. Hours were wasted theorizing and speculating on what the meanings were, and what the people shown represented. Then they decided to take a break before going at it again. Midway through the second half of their discussion Luxcious felt a presence coming from outside, and he went to investigate it.
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———————————————————————————————————— [spoiler]This is where the rp begins, though I have a word of warning for you. If you have encountered Luxcious in the past he will not remember you, this is Luxcious prior to reaching Offtopic.
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Starting Location: The Streets, Outside of Kendall’s House, Paris, France
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Goal: Acquaint yourself with Kendall and the others
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2nd Goal: Learn about the enemy
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6 RespuestasMy head just exploded
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31 Respuestas[i] The Aspect of Sylver takes a moment to refine his garb to the surrounding landscape. His cloak shapes in to a fine, brown-leather trench-coat. He almost applies gloves, but they never quite fit well over the bandages. Satisfied, he approaches the door raps six times.[/i]
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Editado por SillyLilMahl: 7/9/2020 2:10:08 PM