Dark Side of the Chao|Flux
Nov 28, 2007 23:06:20 GMT -5
Post by Kender Bard on Nov 28, 2007 23:06:20 GMT -5
"Ha!" She laughs bitterly.
"Grandmother's real name is Marjoram," Dreamwarp explained. "Her contribution was... Well, important. She was a Wrath priest. There was a small cluster of bad priests, the kind I showed you before, who murdered people. They had an underground cult of sorts in the temple, and they were managing to get away with mass murder at an alarming rate. Marjoram created what she called Witchunters, a group of Wrath priests whose sole purpose was to track down priests who murdered people and bring them here, to justice. From all over the world. She never lost a single man she hunted. Or woman, as it were. As time passed, she also took it upon herself to rescue those priests who found themselves at the mercy of the ignorant and uncaring. Her finest achievement was this; there was a group of Fluxian priests trapped in Naurorod. A small tribe there had captured them and were torturing them for supposed dark rites or some such nonesense. Marjoram led her Witchunters to rescue them, but were ambushed. They were badly outnumbered, and most of them fell in battle. Marjoram singlehandedly turned the tides, though. It's said Soahc intervened himself, though I believe she simply was using his teachings. She led the tribe on a wild chase through the desert and did what only a near-mad priest would do; she started running up the volcano. The smarter clansmen broke the chase off there, but a good numbered of hotblooded idiots followed her. The timing was.. interesting. The volcano erupted. Marjoram got to safety by airwalking away. She went back to her captured brethren and freed them. They all marched back across the desert, with no supplies. Those that survived hold her in the highest of esteem today, what's left. The grueling march left her in the half-mad state she's in now though. There are some burns on her body that will never heal."
"Death from above!" she cackled gleefully.
"Grandmother's real name is Marjoram," Dreamwarp explained. "Her contribution was... Well, important. She was a Wrath priest. There was a small cluster of bad priests, the kind I showed you before, who murdered people. They had an underground cult of sorts in the temple, and they were managing to get away with mass murder at an alarming rate. Marjoram created what she called Witchunters, a group of Wrath priests whose sole purpose was to track down priests who murdered people and bring them here, to justice. From all over the world. She never lost a single man she hunted. Or woman, as it were. As time passed, she also took it upon herself to rescue those priests who found themselves at the mercy of the ignorant and uncaring. Her finest achievement was this; there was a group of Fluxian priests trapped in Naurorod. A small tribe there had captured them and were torturing them for supposed dark rites or some such nonesense. Marjoram led her Witchunters to rescue them, but were ambushed. They were badly outnumbered, and most of them fell in battle. Marjoram singlehandedly turned the tides, though. It's said Soahc intervened himself, though I believe she simply was using his teachings. She led the tribe on a wild chase through the desert and did what only a near-mad priest would do; she started running up the volcano. The smarter clansmen broke the chase off there, but a good numbered of hotblooded idiots followed her. The timing was.. interesting. The volcano erupted. Marjoram got to safety by airwalking away. She went back to her captured brethren and freed them. They all marched back across the desert, with no supplies. Those that survived hold her in the highest of esteem today, what's left. The grueling march left her in the half-mad state she's in now though. There are some burns on her body that will never heal."
"Death from above!" she cackled gleefully.