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7/3/2016 7:02:23 PM
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"I take it you haven't had much luck... but I assure you we will find him. I have been watching the both of you for a long time, awaiting for the right moment."
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"And I'm guessing when I was fighting those waves of daemons for years was the right time?"
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"You were always ready. But, moving around, preparation, all needed to be set perfectly, you see. No hard feelings? Besides, I'm taking you to see your hero..."
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[b]She blushes.[/b] "He's not my.... Alright, maybe he is my hero..."
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"I understand why he is. His tales spread throughout both warp and realspace. The stories of his bravery, his fearlessness. A role model for anyone, really." He smiles as they walk. After a bit, they reach the end of the mountain trail, and descend upon the wrathgate.
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[b]She watches the area before relaxing.[/b] "Yeah, the Warp Worm isn't here anymore..."
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"But now, we may have more trouble to deal with. This area is rich with Daemons..."
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[b]She nods and readies herself for anything.[/b]
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"We must advance carefully." He readies his weapons, walking over the mounds of dried blood and bones. "I sense bloodletters ahead. Are your wounds healed?"
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[b]Gwynevere draws her rapier and nods.[/b] "Yes, I'm ready for more."
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As they approach, the group of Bloodletters turn their attention to them, screeching like the mad beasts they are. Noiratrom raises his maul and fires with his ornate heavy bolter, the bullets crashing into the daemons, tearing them up.
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[b]Gwynevere blurs across the battlefield, thrusting and attacking the Bloodletters before they could react.[/b]
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Her speed was more than a match for their brute strength. While their attacks would do much damage to her if they had hit, they were utterly pointless if they couldn't land them, and that's exactly what Gwynevere was giving them. After all, she wasn't known as The Swift for nothing...
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[b]Within a minute, she had reduced their ranks to nothing.[/b] "And that's finished..."
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Noiratrom puts down his gun. "And that's why I chose you. Good work..."
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"Thanks..." [b]She puts her sword away[/b]
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He walks past the corpses, walking along the edge of the cliff and unto the spiraling staircase. "Careful. The steps here are very dangerous."
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[b]She nods and carefully walks down them.[/b]
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A few minutes later, and they had gotten halfway through the stairs. And already, it was getting colder. A chilling feeling took hold of their bodies as they walked. Yet, they didn't physically feel cold. It was as if the temperature was felt at the back of their minds. An odd sensation indeed. But nothing unusual, considering they were crossing into the mad god's realm.
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[b]She murmurs curses under her breath as the grip on her rapier tightens.[/b] "Can you feel it? It'll only get worse from here..." [spoiler]she's been in every part of the warp, and this place isn't her favorite.[/spoiler]
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"I know... so I intend to spend as little time here as is need." They reach the bottom of the step, their feet stepping into light snow. Their breaths leave out little vapor clouds whenever they exhale, "Feryun. You know this place better than any of us. Guide us there."
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"While his realm may bend and change its logic upon a whim, it is still the same nonetheless. He cannot change how the realm itself was made, he can still change its logic." It seemed like he was spouting complete nonsense, The Sorcerer knew exactly what he was talking about. "Though my magic can guide us, I cannot guarantee complete accuracy." Feryun held up a hand, creating Warp Fire. It created some sensation of warmth, but it was for offensive use.
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"Good enough for us. Lead the way, please. Into the mountains near the library, at an old abandoned shrine is where we will find Eli."
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"The library is not too far, but I do not remember of any shrine besides the many dedicated to him. But I will try my hardest to find it." At this point from the trek the towering Library was barely visible to the naked eye. "I prefer we do not stray too long, while my mind is tempting me to enter the library, I shall not."
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"Very well." Near the library was a mountainous path. So, they decided to split off from the library and head straight into the cliffs. Although it was a more treacherous path, it was safer for Feryun's mind. Before they could get lost, however, a trail stood before them: a trail of daemonic corpses.
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Feryun held his Warp Fire hand out, the white flame floated towards the corpses. It split into many embers and flames. Feryun gingerly walked forward, the split flame followed him. "This shall not end well, at all." He waved another hand at the flames, crystalizing them.
