@Aura Sphere, @Mouthful of Pi, @-Gray-, @Sky Flame Haze, @jasonwolf
The Creation War: Infinite Elements
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If you have any questions, feel free to ask Renewal!
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An unknown location...
"Before the Beginning, there was eternity.
Before the Beginning, there was infinity.
Before the Beginning, there was nothingness.
Before the Beginning, there was the Void.
The Void was all, and all was the Void.
The Void was perfection, unchanging and still.
The Void was reality.
Solitary, absolute, divine--
the Void is Fate.
Before the Beginning, and after the End,
there is the Void."
An angry snort, followed by a loud clap as the hooded figure snapped the ancient book shut, a cloud of dust rising from the mistreated pages. "Hey!" the dealer protested. "That's valuable!"
The hooded figure stiffened, then took a step toward the short, pudgy information broker. "Six months of work. A quarter ton of gold. And this is this best you can provide me, dealer?" Though his face and body were well obscured in his cloak--the dealer idly thought it must be Darkness-enchanted as his own heart froze with fear--the figure's voice easily betrayed his rage. The figure advanced once more, and the dealer took a step back, face--already damp with sweat from the stuffy heat of their meeting place--growing even sweatier. The fat man swallowed noisily, quickly scrambling to find an adequate response.
"But, my lord, I, I-" he stammered, "that is to say, these things take time, take money." He backed up another pace, only to find his back pressed against the wall of the chamber, and fell inelegantly on his backside. "I just need a little more time," the terrified man pleaded.
The figure hissed inhumanly, before suddenly drawing a long, slim blade from within his cloak, and plunged it through the dealer's shoulder. The broker screamed, arm burning and freezing simultaneously with pain. Spasming, he choked back his own vomit, tears running down his cheeks. Half-blinded, he glanced at the blade in his shoulder, and screamed internally at the sight of the powerful Darkness curse already infecting his arm.
The hooded figure hissed, "You know how cart-men drive their donkeys, simpleton? It's a simple analogy you humans use. First they dangle a carrot in front of its nose, and it moves forward in its brainless hunger. Then they beat it if it is still too slow." The figure threw the book at the poor broker's face. "Keep this worthless book of poetry. You have six months more."
Gasping, the broker stood shakily. "Then you'll, you'll take this curse off?"
The figure turned its back on him, cloak billowing. It laughed--a horrifying, shrieking sound. "No, dealer. At six months, you die. Whether or not you bring me the information I need--the information on the Void."
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Quest: "So, you all meet in a tavern...
In Aquana's capital...
Grimacing, Nathaniel Merum dropped the mug tentatively grasped in his hand on the filthy bar in front of him. "I can't believe I trusted that moron. And he said this was such a reliable method..."
Sighing, he threw a coin on the counter, before making his way out of the hot, smelly tavern. A dirty drunkard stumbled and fell onto his shoulder, already passed-out. Groaning, Nathaniel heaved him more securely over the shoulder, before depositing the drunk at an empty table. Running a hand through his hair, he moved to hurry out. "Now where am I supposed to find some fellow adventurers..."



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