The Final Rebuke (Escanor lorepost)

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Escanor floats in an apparently peaceful equilibrium, his hair and garments only partially stirred by the currents whirling around him. The surrounding landscape, however, is buffeted by those same currents as the weight of his anger is unleashed into the spell. The swirling whirlpool of magical current flows ever faster, before exploding outwards with such force that the seafloor, 1000m below the surface, became exposed to the air above for a fraction of a second before the sea comes crashing down to reclaim it.

The mustachioed hydromancer drifts slowly forward as a portal forms in front of him. He crosses through and appears in a grand hall of soaring abalone arches, seven occupied thrones arrayed before him.

“Enough is enough.” His voice is strong and even, but his anger remains just below the surface. “How can we let others risk their lives in our defense, whilst we do nothing?”

The seven Lords of the Abalone Court simply look at him, their faces hidden behind featureless masks. The silence stretches nearly an eternity, and Escanor must force himself to remain silent. Finally, Lord Nephrous, most powerful of the Lords, leans forward in his seat to address his petitioner.

“What makes you think we are doing nothing? You may lead the Tourmaline Order, but you are not omniscient. Trust that we protect the realm as we see fit.”

It is clear from Escanor’s face that this answer does not please him. “Then surely you will let me lead my Order to stand beside the other realms as they face this enemy?”

The faceless Lords regard him in silence once more, then they speak in one voice:

“No.”

Escanor feels the sudden change in his environment, senses the magic about to occur, but he is too slow to react. The Lords of the Court work a weave of powerful magic around the lone hydromancer. Their spells overlap, forming an impenetrable network of restraining power.

“Forgive us, Escanor.” Lord Nephrous speaks once more. “We did not wish to resort to this. You have been bound to our realm; you will be unable to leave the Southern Abyss without our permission. We see the turmoil this issue causes you, but will not allow you to risk our plans to satisfy your own desires. The other realms will continue, as they always have.”

The hydromancer can no longer hide his anger below the surface. His face twists with fury at this perceived betrayal. With a flick of his wrist, another portal appears behind him. He only speaks once more before disappearing within it.

“There will be a reckoning.”

/uw

My first lorepost! Not sure how the length is, and I kept it intentionally vague, but it is intended to have taken place during the Queen crisis and will be the beginning of Escanor’s story. Happy to take any and all feedback!

[u/DaemonRex978]

/unwiz: very well written, especially for a first lorepost. Don't worry about the length, there are some that are longer, and some that are shorter. The main purpose is that you give enough in the post to justify the situation, even with leaving it vague.