One more week! Yays

Centre of the Necropolis.
It is difficult to detect any features of the room, due to the powerful field
of energy that is put out by the Megalith of Doom, absorbing all but the
darkest of colours and dominating everything else in the room. The architecture
of the room is designed to accommodate the Megalith of Doom with a high dome
that forms the entire ceiling. A circular series of steps descends three tiers
down to the indentation in the centre of the room where the Megalith stands.
Four archways lead out of the room to the other areas of the Necropolis, where
candles and other illumination can barely be detected through the powerful
force of the Megalith. Rising up from cracks in the floor, the Megalith of Doom
towers above everything here, polluting the air with its foul fumes. Obfuscated
by clouds of shadow, a pyramid of polished marble rises grimly through a pile
of bones and rotting bodies. The subtle flows of nature culminate in this
growing rose of blackness pulsing with divine radiance. A sigil in the shape of
a small, rectangular monolith is on the ground. A black sphere floats in the
air, not moving even in the wind. The Keeper of the Megalith stands here
radiating a tainted presence. A hunting trophy bearing Nico's head is proudly
exhibited on a nearby wall. A hunting trophy bearing Talkan's head is proudly
exhibited on a nearby wall. A hunting trophy bearing Neerth's head is proudly
exhibited on a nearby wall. Spreading its majestic golden wings, a great eagle
searches the ground with piercing eyes. There are 2 baby rats here. A grizzled
old rat sits here, fearlessly. Rowoc is here, pondering thoughtfully. He wields
a finely-crafted violin in his left hand. Drill Sergeant Bhairan Feyranti is
here. He wields a blackened steel katana in his left hand. Apprentice Feyrll,
Disciple of Klaymech is here. She wields a twisted staff in her left hand and a
golden sunburst shield in her right. Loyen Feyranti, Priestess of Nil is here.
She wields a chilling symbol of despair in her left hand. Student of Earthen
Truth, Ildar y'Kada is here. He wields a twisted staff in his left hand and a
huge lion's head shield in his right. Destroyer of Minds, Revan, Keeper of the
Holy Texts is here. He wields an iron shield in his left hand and a twisted
staff in his right. Commandant Zalana Feyranti is here. She wields an
exquisitely crafted draconic broadsword in each hand. Deathlord Daevos, the
Dragon of Midnight is here. He wields a vicious katana in his left hand.
Tainted Mage Verithrax, Crafter of Cliffs is here. Initiate of Alluvium,
Rosalinn is here. She wields a twisted staff in her right hand. Morgfyre, the
Legion floats hauntingly in the air, heralded by a thousand sinister whispers.
Pupil Neferia is here. Enchantress Aia y'Kada, Crimson Vengeance is here. She
is surrounded by one reflection of herself. Iblis d'Murani is here. Meshora is
here. She wields a blackened platinum rapier in each hand. Poisonist Ryanne
Feyranti is here. She wields an aslaran tribal rapier in each hand.
You see exits leading north, east, south, and west.

Ashteru steps out of the Megalith of Doom, trailing sparkling motes of light.


Ashteru gazes at Rowoc with love and adoration.

A young rat noses its way cautiously out of the shadows.
eep Morgfyre

"Eep!", you scream in fright at Morgfyre.

Enchantress Aia y'Kada, Crimson Vengeance says, "As the orcs came to rise, and
the merians would flee/The Taint would spread, killing every last plant and
tree/Twisted and cursed, manipulated and torn/Interbreeding soon had the
Viscanti race to be born/It wasn't long as time would pass/As we grew stronger,
our armies never falling/For others to realize the Taint was something to
last/And many others to find this their calling."


"Shh!" Arix says to you, putting a finger to his lips.

Ashteru gazes at Loyen with love and adoration.

A rat wanders into view, nosing about for food.

Rosalinn places her hands on the Megalith of Doom and disappears in a fountain
of pulsating energy.

Meshora leaves, following Initiate of Alluvium, Rosalinn.

Zalana narrows her eyes at Ashteru in an unnerving manner.

A black rat wanders back into its warren where you may not follow.

With a flick of its small whiskers, a young rat dashes out of view.

The Megalith of Doom suddenly flares with pulsating energy as Rosalinn steps
through.

Sferys slowly fades into view, returning to the realm of perception.

Nigredo slowly fades into view, returning to the realm of perception.

Nigredo mutters and traces a glowing circle before him. He steps through the
circle and suddenly vanishes from sight.

You tell Raja Exarius of the Shanthine Pride, "Perhaps in a bit, I am watching
the ritual for the bards in Magnagora right now."

Gerald mutters and traces a glowing circle before him. He steps through the
circle and suddenly vanishes from sight.

Enchantress Aia y'Kada, Crimson Vengeance says, "We stand as the Nihilists, the
guardians of our city/Upon our enemies, we shall have no pity/Calling upon
demons who hail from our cosmic plane/We shall strike down those against us,
leaving them in shame/Our past put behind us; we are tools of the Fates/Using
the Demon Lords power--/Enemies best run ere it's too late/For those who
remain, before us shall cower."

The body of Seditionist Kalas Hraddon, the Soulblighter appears in a flash and
his soul descends to fill it, causing the previously expressionless face to
fill with emotion.

Enchantress Aia y'Kada, Crimson Vengeance says, "We stand as the Geomancers,
those of earth and stone/For our rulings over earth, we are well-known/We hide
in the earth, you're too pathetic to catch/For we have the power of Bhalegu,
Brom, Gravynia, and Lord Klaymech/If it moves and it shakes and it turns up the
soil/Blinded by the sandstorm, you'll know you're in our demesne/You can
writhe, fight, or toil/But it makes sense that we're the best."

Meshora arrives following Wrathful Stagar Vae'Sant, the Crux Shade.
The Megalith of Doom suddenly flares with pulsating energy as Eruttu steps
through.

Eruttu shoves Revan rudely.

"Shh!" Ryanne says to Eruttu, putting a finger to her lips.

Enchantress Aia y'Kada, Crimson Vengeance says, "We stand as the Ur'Guard,
strong in our stance/Killing all enemies, as foolish Celestians just dance/We
learn to fight, to parry, to walk a fine line/Strike off their head, now a
trophy of mine/As we march into war, a battle begun/We do not worry and we do
not fret/We fight without ending, without pain, cannot run/Because we are the
strongest the basin's seen yet."
Ardrak, Keeper of the Megalith looks upwards as a slight contempt overcomes his
features.
Ardrak, Keeper of the Megalith says, "Long have they sought to keep the taint
from their city. Don't they understand that the taint is the true way of life?"

"Shh!" you say to Ardrak, Keeper of the Megalith, putting a finger to your
lips.


Enchantress Aia y'Kada, Crimson Vengeance says, "With these words, I finish my
poem, Words of the Engine."

Neferia gives up a round of applause.

With a flick of its small whiskers, a rat dashes out of view.

Arix gives up a round of applause.

You bow respectfully to Aia.

A young rat noses its way cautiously out of the shadows.

Tainted Mage Verithrax, Crafter of Cliffs applauds politely, if not profusely.

Ildar applauds Aia heartily.


Rosalinn smiles and offers her congratulations.

Neferia performs a graceful curtsey.

Menaiphostos claps his hands together merrily.


Reiha applauds Aia heartily.

(Market): Lucos says, "Seeking someone to help me out by selling me 10 credits
for 30k."

(Market): Shiroii says, "Seeking tailor, send tells."

Narrath flashes a floating black sphere a joyous smile.

With a flick of its small whiskers, a young rat dashes out of view.

The orb of darkness spins and shudders in response to the words, growing larger
as its absorbs all the light around it. A piercing scream peals from the depths
of the sphere, thundering across the streets and towers of Magnagora and
shaking their very depths, full of rage and anguish.

The body of Strategist Lokinov Xandul, Guild Archivist appears in a flash and
his soul descends to fill it, causing the previously expressionless face to
fill with emotion.

The black orb spins high into the firmament above Magnagora, scattering the
clouds and casting a malignant, bloody glow across the Basin of Life in its
wake.

Commandant Zalana Feyranti says to Lokinov, "Perfect timing for a grand welcome
hmm brother?"

Reiha's exhausted mind can stay awake no longer, and she falls into a deep
sleep.

Vanatul arrives from the south.

A confused voice, stuttering softly, says, "The voice of this Dead Elder God
needs your strength, My Engine of Transformation. Will you lend it to him?"

Morgfyre tilts His head and listens intently to Daevos.

Deathlord Daevos Feyranti, the Dragon of Midnight says, "Yes."

A timid, giggling voice in high pitch says, "So be it."

Morgfyre, the Legion approaches the Megalith and lays His hands upon it, the
Megalith crackling with tainted energy in response that shimmers across the
body of the Elder God and grows in intensity.

The tainted, rippling energies of the Megalith of Doom crackle up into the sky
like a bolt of pure black lightning, impacting the spinning orb with a
screaming, screeching melody that banishes all silence with its unearthly,
crooning song that howls across the winds, crawling and sinister. The orb
twists and distorts, growing and shrinking as it descends slowly into
Magnagora, hovering eerily above the Necropolis, the only constant remaining
the ever increasing screams and howls of its voice carrying across the Basin
like a distorted, agonized song.

The body of Twilight Blue Rose Yukari d'Erlette, the Mystic appears in a flash
and her soul descends to fill it, causing the previously expressionless face to
fill with emotion.

With a wistful look on her face, Rosalinn touches the Megalith of Doom.

With a wistful look on her face, Ryanne touches the Megalith of Doom.

With a wistful look on his face, Narrath touches the Megalith of Doom.

Verithrax leaves to the west.

The voice of Jagrerox howls in sinister, twisted delight, "I am reborn by the
power of the Taint, blessed by the touch of transformation! The cacophonous
song of change will thunder across Lusternia as I am made anew, and all will
hear the wailing of my voice and know despair!"

Verithrax arrives from the west.

Apprentice Arix Carthan says, "Sweeeeet."

With a wistful look on his face, Hraddon touches the Megalith of Doom.

"Heh heh heh" Rowoc chuckles.

With a wistful look on his face, Lokinov touches the Megalith of Doom.

Zalana's mouth turns up as her face breaks into a smile.

With a wistful look on her face, Ryanne touches the Megalith of Doom.

Screaming in agony, the cacophonous voices of Morgfyre, the Legion, sweep
across the firmament, "So this then is the voice of Dead Jagrerox, who I once
knew of the Fourth Circle of the Elder Gods. It incites My fury that you who
once stood violently against the injustice of the Elder Gods lies dead and
gone, only your voice to remain in tribute to so Divine a being. Aia, will you
act as the keeper and student of my fallen ally Jagrerox, who has been reborn
into dark salvation by the touch of Almighty Kethuru?"

With a wistful look on her face, Neferia touches the Megalith of Doom.

Rubbing her hands together, Neferia grins with evil satisfaction.

You see Enchantress Aia y'Kada, Crimson Vengeance shout, "Indeed, I will."

Utterly compassionless, an emotionless voice says, "Then we depart."

Morgfyre, the Legion

Aia is ripped from your location by an unseen force.

From the Magnagora Side of things...

Reiha's exhausted mind can stay awake no longer, and she falls into a deep
sleep.

It's an awesome name, but what do you call a member of the Cacophony? A cacophone?

We call them by their guildrank titles. Which thanks to me, are mostly alliterative.

Harbingers = Emo
Cacophony = Death Metal