originally posted in:The Roleplay League
Deep in the heart of the Dreadnaught, a warlock sat leaning against the side of a hive gateway. He was flipping through the pages of an old journal, written years ago by an infamous warlock he knew all too well, and yet barely knew at all. The journal of his father, Toland the Shattered.
"Damn Pops, knew that you had some kinda Hive fetish... But this..."
Dante sighed, closing the old book and tucking it away in his coat. He pushed himself off of the frame of the hive gate and studied it for a few moments.
"This is just insane..."
Blights started to appear all around him. He smiled, and drew his Raze-Lighter. He let the blade rest against his shoulder, and called out to the night.
"So I was right. You don't want me going after dear old Pops eh?"
And the night answered.
[b][i]You should not delve into matters you barely understand, boy.[/i][/b]
"Aw, you do care."
[b][i]Silence.[/i][/b]
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[b]a taken knight appears and readies its boomer to fire at the warlock, but a hive sword goes through its head, the sword came from a hive knight[/b] "Hello there! Need some help?" [b]the voice was female, which was strange for any hive that wasn't a wizard[/b]
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Dante cut down a few Taken before answering. "Why would a knight want to help someone like me?"
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"Correct that, ROGUE hive knight!" [b]she cuts down a few thralls and laughs, enjoying the combat[/b]
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"Still doesn't answer my question."
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"A client needed samples from the taken, you just so happens to be helping me!"
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"Working with a knight... Not the weirdest thing I've done."
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"I bet! You guardians are always ending up in the weirdest stuff!" [b]xerox kills the rest of the taken near her[/b]
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"Some more than others..." Dante brought his sword down on top of a Taken knight, killing the last Taken near him.
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"And that's the last of them..." [b]xerox begins to collects the residue from them, putting it in a jar[/b]
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"For now at least." Dante turned back to the gateway and put his foot up to one of it's pillars.
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"I saw you reading a journal, was it what I think it was?"
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"That depends on what you thought."
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"the journal of Toland the shattered, did I hit the mark?"
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"Heh, jackpot."
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"Do you mind if I make a copy? Many guardians would climb over each other to get it, and I would make a good amount of glimmer..."
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"No dice lady. Some of the stuff in this book is way too dangerous to just hand out at the library."
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"Good point, how did you get it anyway? Did you know the man personally or did you stumble across it?"
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"It was a gift from my father."
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"I'm surprised he would have a copy, unless....... Are you Toland's son?"
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"Ladies and gentlemen we have a winner!"
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"You're fond of acting like a gameshow host..."
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"Well what's the point of anything if you don't put on a show?"
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[b]xerox laughs as she sits down[/b] "You have a good point there, but some things need to be taken serious, like what I'm planning with a bunch of allies..."
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"Oh?"
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"I have multiple guardians, a hive knight named the karma of crota, and my partner in crime who holds a major grudge with oryx, orin-fel..."