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Fighting the New Order
Who: Those who are not part of this log or in other words, all those not kidnapped, the Guardians (those who aren't missing anyway), and your new lord and master, Galos.
What: A battle for Haven. What will you choose to do? Join the guy with the creepy magic, or fight him?
Where: East Sector, where Galos waits for his subjects to come bow before him.
When: Afternoon/Evening of November 1.
Warnings: Violence, fighting, evil surprises.
NOTES: For this log, each reply should be to the main post rather than any particular tag. This is to help keep things flowing as people will tag when able. This also means there will be no set posting order, though if you're expecting another's character to answer/react to something yours said/did, then be patient and give them a chance to respond.
In the East Sector, Galos waits. High above the ground, lounging at the top of the writhing coil of light-absorbing black substance. It constantly twists and moves - sometimes shapes form into the void almost looking like hands or faces. It's eerie to look at, and emanating from the column itself is a sense of dread, fear, and pain.
The closer one gets to the pillar, the stronger they'll feel that pressure, that urge to drop to their knees and just give up and surrender. It'll become less and less a physical sensation and more and more an emotional one. A heavy depression will settle over those approaching the pillar. Those gathered to fight will have to struggle to maintain their will to fight.
Anger will help. Righteous anger at facing yet another seeking to dominate and destroy. Having someone to fight beside will help too.
Those who had joined the First Forged in their journey to the Core had been given a pendant...this item will also help, and being beside one who carries such a pendent will help as well.
The first line of defense, whether the column is approached from the ground or the air, will be the forms that pull from the void of the pillar. The goop-covered shapes will put themselves between Galos and those coming in to attack. The satyr will sit upon his odd throne and laugh, the echo of it mocking those who have come to depose the new ruler.
What: A battle for Haven. What will you choose to do? Join the guy with the creepy magic, or fight him?
Where: East Sector, where Galos waits for his subjects to come bow before him.
When: Afternoon/Evening of November 1.
Warnings: Violence, fighting, evil surprises.
NOTES: For this log, each reply should be to the main post rather than any particular tag. This is to help keep things flowing as people will tag when able. This also means there will be no set posting order, though if you're expecting another's character to answer/react to something yours said/did, then be patient and give them a chance to respond.
In the East Sector, Galos waits. High above the ground, lounging at the top of the writhing coil of light-absorbing black substance. It constantly twists and moves - sometimes shapes form into the void almost looking like hands or faces. It's eerie to look at, and emanating from the column itself is a sense of dread, fear, and pain.
The closer one gets to the pillar, the stronger they'll feel that pressure, that urge to drop to their knees and just give up and surrender. It'll become less and less a physical sensation and more and more an emotional one. A heavy depression will settle over those approaching the pillar. Those gathered to fight will have to struggle to maintain their will to fight.
Anger will help. Righteous anger at facing yet another seeking to dominate and destroy. Having someone to fight beside will help too.
Those who had joined the First Forged in their journey to the Core had been given a pendant...this item will also help, and being beside one who carries such a pendent will help as well.
The first line of defense, whether the column is approached from the ground or the air, will be the forms that pull from the void of the pillar. The goop-covered shapes will put themselves between Galos and those coming in to attack. The satyr will sit upon his odd throne and laugh, the echo of it mocking those who have come to depose the new ruler.
no subject
But with his wing still iffy thanks to the repair issues- which he was certain now were connected to this mess as well- he had to save any potential flight capabilities he had until they were most needed. Because doubtless they would be, before this was over. "Least I'm not underground this time...", he grumble to himself as he did a last check on his arm weapons.
The thought made him aware of the talisman Solus and Nexus had given him, still tucked away safely in his cockpit storage compartment. He'd almost forgotten about it, but now it seemed to be radiating gentle warmth that spread through his whole frame, bolstering his resolve. He just hoped it would be enough to protect him again.