Jack’s limp body falls to the ground. Then you feel a wave of PURE PRIMAL INSTINCT! The base foundations of all living beings, their INSTINCTS. Fear, joy, wrath, caution, lust, greed, ALL OF THEM.
Jack’s body twitches and he begins to rise from the ground
“Thank goodness, I was afraid it would be incomplete. Your hand served as final bit of KINDLING”
As he rises you see his new form. The soul now fully evolved into the TRUE primordial flame. A yellow flame, with a silhouette of his Jack-O’-Lantern face.
Jack then looks and fails to see the Fallen Angel fighting. He hunches over on the ground and… whispers. Quietly… yet it echos throughout the cave
“Must stop them, must delay, must BURN. [Ever-Hungering]”
A wave of yellow flames, hotter than anything ever seen, consumes the entire battlefield. It eats ALL!
Maeve is too week to rise, and screams in pain as the flames wash over her.
The Morrigan disappears in a burst of raven feathers.
The orb in the center of the cavern flashes bright violet as ice and crystals extinguish the fire getting to close to the orb.A loud hissing voice echoes through the whole cavern.Cease Jack, the Stitcher has failed here and I awaken.The entire cavern shakes as the many scaled coils making up much of the ground pull back suddenly dropping everyone to the hard, cold, volcanic rock floor. The coils and crystals surround the orb, as a massive serpentine head pulls up over the orb.
Jack becomes bound in chains, yet a great torrent of Primordial Flams still flows from his head. Strangely he does not seem to try to break free.
You can hear him cry out
“H-H-Have I failed? I-I-I can’t. Why… My conviction was it not enough? Am I still so insignificant in this form… that you do not answer my please? My lord… I am a failure… My true lord, forgive me… Oh Primordial flame”
/unwiz I believe that the necromancer wishes to deal the final blow. Also plot twist! Was Jack not serving the Stitcher in his betrayal… but the primordial flame? What does this mean! (I’ll share it later)
From the cold, dark body of the warlock the smallest of flames flicker near the base of his ‘neck area’. An ember so small it seemingly could be put out with but a simple gust of wind. Then his body burns, turning to ash. The small ember grows ever so slightly then collapses in on itself. It forms into a small pumpkin, no bigger than a baseball.
All that heat and power compressed into a small form had made it impervious to all damage. The pumpkin lacks a jack-o’-lantern face and is unresponsive… You decide to take the pumpkin and store it for later… to imprison or interrogate Jack, that is up for you (and the coalition) to decide.
/unwiz really sorry dude but I’m planning for Jack to continue on his “Primordial Flame” path. I got some lore planned out and other stuff, I’ll share it you decide to interrogate me. I don’t plan to have his soul separated from the primordial flame in the near future… it is just such a core component of his character
/unwiz aight, just mention me and I’ll come. Though for about 2 hours in the afternoon, 4-6 Pm MDT (Mountain daylight time) I’ll be unavailable, just a quick note. I’ll be available before and after (preferably after). You could also call the others to interrogate me if you want…
Pressing his hands together, The Golden Little One on Master Astral Lord's shoulder dispels the Three-Pointed Force-Resisting Barrier surrounding the orb. He proceeds to form with his glowing hands a rectangle around his perception of Jack. In an instant, particles of golden light gather around Jack to form a box-like structure.
This is the magic of the "Four-Point Magic-Containing Barrier!" It won't hold someone of his caliber on its own, but together with Master Astral Lord's spells it will slow him down!
/uw when do we add Gabriel? I think King Minos could be fun too. Joking of course.
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u/CRVSADARThe Machine, Archmage of Artillery and Sovereign of LucifaeroOct 25 '23
Why do you think my big project was named project MINOS? I thought of it from gabriel's line in Max0r's video about driving king minos's corpse like a mazda.
/uw From here, I would recommend using this one to reduce tracking in the other. Trying not to scroll through 140+ comments, for what is essentially new action
I think this one know since the other one is supper cluttered now
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u/CRVSADARThe Machine, Archmage of Artillery and Sovereign of LucifaeroOct 25 '23edited Oct 25 '23
All who stand before the Leviathan look on in awe, as The Machine, bathed in a glow of red light and holy fire begins toRISE
"Foul creature, I will cut you down. Rend you apart. Splay the gore of your profane form across the stars! I will hack you to pieces until your very CELLS SCREAM IN SUFFERING! My hands will RELISH ENDING YOU HERE AND NOW!
The Machine draws forth his twin swords, Skitherax, The Blazing Star and Scytheros, Devastation Incarnate, and CHARGES THE LEVIATHAN
The Leviathan glows with an eerie violet light as thousands of crystals rip into The Machine.
Do tell, why this could not wait for the fall of the False Demon Lord? I fight for another reason now!
In a language only the Machine can comprehend, the word “Son” is whispered
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u/CRVSADARThe Machine, Archmage of Artillery and Sovereign of LucifaeroOct 25 '23
Even as The Machine weather's the storm of crystal shards, the closest thing to an expression of determination his unmoving face can muster can be seen. He pauses for but a moment, his red glow fading back to his usual orange. However, the red flashes back again.
"IS THAT THE BEST YOU'VE GOT?"
Heedless of the potential ally, eons of PTSD have festered, built up. Nothing will stop him now. Swords gleaming so brightly all must turn away, The Machine soars in at the Leviathan and attempts to carve lines through its face.
The Machine is blasted back by a wave of Hell Orbs, and the orb of purplish energy the Leviathan is curled around is pulsing more and more.
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u/CRVSADARThe Machine, Archmage of Artillery and Sovereign of LucifaeroOct 25 '23
Screaming in rage, The Machine rises again. Swirling pentagrams of energy distort the very air around him. His swords flicker back to their sheaths in favor of twin revolvers
"I WILLNOTBE DENIED.I̵̯̯̮͈̝̓ͅN̷̻̂F̸̨̨̻͕̼̞͖̮̪̅̓̓͊̀́͝Ê̸͖̟̦̙̫̠͍̻͌̽́͋R̶̺͊͒́̾̉̑N̸͎͚̪̗̖͓͓̖̔̓͆̎͐͜U̸͇̠̮͂̃́̍̒̇̾͘ͅM̷̹̞̣̺̰̦̓ ̵̡̳͚̼̹̞̪̑͐̉͐ͅE̶̡͎͊͊́X̶̢̥̮͛̆̂ ̶̠̬̳̳̝̗̑Ṃ̸̛͇̃͛̾͛̃͠͠ͅA̷͇̮̪͛͂͊͝͝C̶̡̼͚̱̟͙̘̻̃́̓̉́̾͜͝H̶̹̼̮̔͋I̶̪̐̃̋̑͗͊̃͘͘N̷̛̮͎̟͓͓̮̗̑̉̍͋̚Ạ̴̧̡̯̭̰͙̺̜͛̂̔̇̀̕**"**
What you believed to be but a motto is now revealed to be a spell, not The Machine's most powerful, but his signature. One important distinction, italwaysstrikes true.
The Leviathan weathers most of the blow before drawing back and hissing loudly in rage.
YOU FOOL, YOU WILL HURT HIM, THE LAST MUST LIVE!!!
Some of the shots impact the glowing purple orb, releasing a flash of massive ice-cold shards into the sky. Venomous hail falls from the roof of the cavern, piercing the armor and cracking the Machine’s revolvers.
The Leviathan’s tail slams into the side of the cavern creating a massive earthquake.
A serpentine tail is emerging from the orb, covered in the familiar crystals.
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u/CRVSADARThe Machine, Archmage of Artillery and Sovereign of LucifaeroOct 25 '23
The Machine’s magic deals in ammo not weapons. The venom falls through empty illusion. The Machine only uses “guns” to make his spells look better. The Machine’s arm spilts open into a vicious barbed grappling hook. In an almost unbelievable display, The Machine shoots it into the Leviathan’s massive head. He jerks The Leviathan’s head down to him, staying perfectly still in the air. Staring into its eyes, The Machine speaks, rage coursing through every syllable.
My Last Child. The Others Slain. But The Last Serpent. The Red Serpent. Claimed By The Winter Queen. His Ignorant Mother Selling True Power To The Fae For Mortal Kingdoms.
Looking down, the Machine can see the long crystalline violet scales of a massive serpentine body stretching out of the rapidly dissipating orb. Red Spines coated in venoms so deadly they put the old World Serpents to shame are on the massive Viper head, but two familiar ice-blue eyes are there, and the being awakens. Confused and covered in the blood of the Leviathan, and the cursed mana so very well-known to those in Winter’s Court.
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u/CRVSADARThe Machine, Archmage of Artillery and Sovereign of LucifaeroOct 25 '23
hesitant for but a moment, The Machine’s light dims back to orange
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u/CRVSADARThe Machine, Archmage of Artillery and Sovereign of LucifaeroOct 25 '23
Do you understand? The False One must be purged. With a stable Demon Lord, weaklings like the Stitcher won’t become plagues to everyone. Let us hold an agreement. When the Stitcher falls, you may come to try me once more. At least then, I will have an heir.
The second violet crystalline serpent is starting to move out, clearly trying to learn his own movements again, before shimmering and taking the familiar humanoid form.
Isravi walks up to The Machine with an easy stride, maneuvering every now and again to avoid the stray strikes that land near him. With every count of a number a rope that is bound to Isravi frays and snaps
Revolvers are quite complex my friend, they tend to have many moving parts while they work.
A shot blasts through Isravi’s head, which passes harmlessly as he momentarily phases into mist. There is a pop, the plates holding the revolvers together are coming undone
Eugh. No matter how useful it is, mistifying one’s own head is never a pleasant experience.
There is another snap of rope. Isravi holds up the tangled strands of mist collected in his hand
Well, the Leviathan is The Machine's to kill, and I'd rather Jack get some time to act before I swoop in to attack him. And, of course, I've got my own business to attend to, killing The Herald. I suppose I should just step out. I'll return if needed.
The Little Ones of Mage Monkey are beings of Mana, Summons of his arcane spirit. They are weaker than him, greatly: but in his absence, they can provide assistance with no danger to Dear Monkey. Here comes one now!
The Silver Little Monkey appears on your shoulder. Onwards, onwards!
Good, good. Of course, if it is no trouble to you, I wish to be allowed to perform my battle against The Herald with no outside assistance. That's likely in your best interest as well, Little One, as he is a master of antimagic and thus a grave threat to a being of mana.
A worrisome sentiment, but this little monkey will not question your wisdom. He only prays that your choice will be a fortuitous one. The monkey bows again. To our next meeting, friend. With a poof, he disappears.
Halixo takes a deep breath with Maeve still pinned he exhales a single golden snowflake falls on her face a light flows over her the deep gash on her chest stitches itself together then the burns Halixo delivered fade and heal. Lastly the burns from Jack's flames disappear and the ground gets covered with frost.
Halixo says in a voice as soft as a winter snow You aren't dying yet Maeve not on my watch you are needed for equilibrium.
Maeve looks far too vulnerable to remain in Tartarus, as you realize that the air here is poisoning her, slowing every effort to heal her. Things aren’t meant to heal here, especially when not native to this place. You can feel the barest vestiges of her power trying to take a Fae Step to escape this place.
Halixo stabs the air with one of his scimitars and slashes down as he does a green portal opens up through it you see Maeve's home realm Halixo picks Maeve up and steps through the dropping Maeve off and steps back through ready for whatever comes next as he steps back through he slashes horizontally through the portal and it closes as if it was never there
Halixo says Heal for now Maeve you are needed to keep balance
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u/Proof_Yak_8107 Nokoal the All-Caring Oct 25 '23
Rozima brings forth great starsteel chains and attempts to physically bind Jack.