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Bizarre Flecks: Mostly Harmful
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Falerin was killed by Seth Cay Dhows- a name that, like much of Dhows' actions has been a lie. All that is known for sure he is a shadowy figure with unknown motives, and that his past apparently involved taking the place of the being who was known to our Lore as the Mysterious stranger, and altering the position as he fit. Somehow Dhows appears to have replaced him completely throughout the timeline of our Lore's history, without actually damaging that timeline. Falerin has now rreturned to the world of the living... but in fragments. The fragment in control of his body has been nursed on the poison that Dhows has spewed... And the others? Well, things are going to get very interesting...
*You may skip the cutscenes at any time.*
*Scene: Outer Space*
In the depths of Nothingness...
???: whaaaaaat doooooooo youuuuuuuuuuuuu waaaaaant oooooooof meeeeeeeeeee shaaaaaaaaaaadow
Dhows: Oh, it is not what I want of you that brings me here... but the pieces are almost in place for what it is you want of me...
???: whaaat cooould I pooossibly waaannnt of youuu whooo awaaakeeens meee aaand distuuuurbs myy reeest...
Dhows: You can never fully rest, though... you dream, do you not?
???: I dreeam... I dream such hoorrible dreams.
Dhows: And you have been forgotten, lost, while Lore moves on you are not even the shadow of a memory.
???: They would not...
Dhows: Forgotten... no, worse... IGNORED... Your work, and life, are meaningless...
???: Meaningless?
Dhows: The very fabric of your being has been unraveled by changing time. Uncreation would be kinder, for at least in that there is forgetfulness...
???: You lie!
Dhows: Must I draw you of all people a map? Even named as you are? So be it! I can prove otherwise... do you wish to see? I warn you, it will be most unpleasant.
???: Show me...
*The scene transforms from Outer Space to Darkovia*
Somewhere between Darkovia and Battleon- Our own Lore
Ardendor: They appear to be stabilized, but they still need to be tested and…
Dhows: Yes, yes. I understand the importance of your study.
Dhows: But the window is small…
Dhows: I do not wish to interrupt you, pupil, but it iis necessary that the flecks be obtained quickly.
Ardendor: For what?
Dhows: I wish to reassemble myself, and hopefully in doing so learn how we might reassemble you “correctly” and also to restore another to aid us.
Ardendor: Dude… why do I need those other pieces? I feel awesome already… and who needs another person to cramp our style?
Dhows: I do, you insufferable idiot!
Ardendor: Uh…
The Depths of Limbo / The Void
*Scene shifts back to Outer Space.*
Dhows: Your directions are near complete. I can see you grow more apprehensive already… but there is a bit more…
???: What more…
Dhows: The final proof… of your being forgotten.
???: What proof…
Dhows: Ryuusei Cartwright has returned. Not once, mind you, but twice over!
???: Cartwright’s analogs are not my concern…
Dhows: Oh, but one of the two is your original… there can be no doubt whatsoever… You took your enemies here to prevent such a thing, didn’t you…
???: …yes …
Dhows: I thought so…
???: His escaping death does not explain…
Dhows: You also anticipated them coming to get you… or your body at least. They did nothing of the sort. INSTEAD the Lorians work WITH both Cartwrights.
Dhows: They save his progeny… even the Caelestians answer to his beck and call…
???: Show me…
*The scene morphs back to Darkovia.*
Dhows: It is necessary that we remove our limits, without your other fragments disrupting the process…
Ardendor: Whatever… just let me secure my roaming experiments, and…
Dhows: Never mind that… you stupid egret… I begin to regret saving you…
Ardendor: Whoa… how quickly the story changes.
Dhows: Falerin, I am sorry I yelled. My dear pupil, I realize the importance and value of the work, but we have no time…
Ardendor: But… they might run rampant…
Dhows: True… and that will slow down those who would impede us.
Ardendor: They could be pretty disruptive… buddy and that might draw us unwanted attention.
Dhows: But you said that you wished not to test them, did you not? Think of it as the ultimate experiment into their stability.
Dhows: The Lorians will have to go to war to clean up the mess and you and I are free to do our other work unimpeded…
Ardendor: Ahahahahah… I like it…
Dhows: Now are you ready to transport us?
Ardendor: Allons-y!
*Scene shifts back to Outer Space.*
Dhows: So you see… the very man you were lost to eliminate, they accept with open arms as an ally… while you remain lost…
Dhows: Maxwell, my friend… There can be no other conclusion…
Atlas Maxwell: What do you offer?
Dhows: Return and… vengeance… truth… and lies…
Atlast Maxwell: I accept.
Dhows: I thought you might…
Meanwhile, in some other version of Lore
*Scene changes to an alternate Battleon*
Minister Bree’ha: This world is another loss… their energy here seems to be based around joy and light. That is quite the opposite of our desire… we must try again. G’hup, stream me…
(on Radio) G’hup : Affirmative, Minister… Right away.
*Minister Bree’ha disappears.*
<You>: It’s bad enough that I’m getting nightmares, I just wish it wasn’t the same one every night…
<You>: And Dhows… why does it always have to be HIM? Though I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that last stunt with the clock is giving me nightmares… but why now?
<You>: And why do I keep dreaming about him taunting us with a NEW clock?
Eldron: Because he is.
*Eldron moves in the scene.*
Eldron If you look up in the sky, you’ll see another clock.
<You>: … I really don’t want to, Eldron. If I don’t look, maybe it will go away.
Eldron: While that may work with some other things, this is not one of them. I presume you’ve been having the same dreams I have been hearing all about.
<You>: Yeah. Dhows. “Scramble and scratch all you like, as the headless chickens you truly are… there is nothing you can do… my plans cannot be stopped.”
Eldron: Unfortunately I bear bad news. His clock is counting down once again… and new monsters are stirring.
Eldron: They are re-elementized versions of Lore’s native monsters, and I sense Caelestian magic about their transformation.
Eldron: For this to happen now cannot be coincidence, and can mean only one thing: one of the splinters of Falerin’s consciousness has been subverted.
<You>: That is… very bad news.
Eldron: I suppose there ARE ways in which it could get worse, but--
<You>: --don’t. Just… stop right there. Whenever someone around here says “it could be worse,” IT GETS WORSE.
Cartwright: Astute.
*Cartwright enters.*
Cartwright: Astute, but too late. It’s worse.
Cartwright: There is uncreation energy gathering all around, and it is not my doing or any design of my Lord The`Galin. I, too, distrust coincidence.
<You>: …Is that clock still there?
Eldron: Yes.
<You>: Still counting down?
Cartwright: Yes.
<You>: Are those fires of attacking monsters on the horizon?
Cartwright and Eldron: Yes.
<You>: … Then I guess we have some work to do.
WAR!
Mostly Harmful
Bizarre reversed-element creatures are running rampant throughout the continent... and according to Eldron, they're Falerin's handiwork! Well... part of him, anyway. And now Ryuusei Cartwright is suddenly detecting strange amounts of uncreation energy again... and Dhows is taunting Lore with a new countdown. What's his game this time?
To Battle!
Back to Town
There is a glowing, ominous timer counting down to 12:00 AM, April 19 2011 April 20 2011, Tuesday.
To Battle!
Who will you go into battle with?
Cenara
Eldron
Artix
By yourself
Regardless of choice,
2 BATTLES
Optional Full Heal
2 BATTLES
Stage 2
After 600,000 waves (out of 840,000 waves; 71%) were defeated, it was adjusted back to 41% and unlocked a new mid-war cut scene.
War Scroll
One of the splinters of Falerin has made some very bizarre creatures, and now they\'re running amok causing havoc! In an effort to check their rampage you\'ve tracked them into the depths of Darkovia, even as Ryuusei Cartwright tries to track down this newest source of uncreation energy...
Cutscene:
*You can skip the cutscene at any time.*
Somewhere in the Deep Void...
*Scene: Outer Space.*
Atlas Maxwell: How is it you are able to find me? ...To communicate with me at all?
Dhows: I have known you longer than you have known yourself, Atlas Maxwell.
Atlas Maxwell: Meaningless drivel. Answer me...
Dhows: Tweet tweet tweet...
Atlas Maxwell: ...I can leave... still...
Dhows: When I arrived on your Lore from the realm of my origin--
Atlas Maxwell: --Birth.
Dhows: Origin. I was not "born," at least not by normal definitions of the term.
Atlas Maxwell: Whatever.
Dhows: When I arrived at this place I arrived outside of time and space. I entered Lore first not as it is, not as it was, not as it will be, but something beyond all of these.
Atlas Maxwell: And?
Dhows: I entered and I gravitated naturally toward power and strength.
Atlas Maxwell: Power and strength?
Dhows: Lore's powers had made several attempts to imbue aspects of themselves, both higher and lower, into the world. The prime orbs were one such attempt.
Dhows: Another was the Avatars. Both had flaws, but both were used by all of Lore's powers, even the Johnny-Come-Latelies. Though not all employed Annunaki for the purpose.
Atlas Maxwell: The Avatars...
Dhows: The Avatars, of course, are avatars. You of all people realize the truth of that.
Dhows: They are but one set, but those annunaki were sort of primal aspects of creation. Lore is elemental at its core, but other forces antedate the elements.
Dhows: The annunaki took the names of those other things, even while they too needed to progress toward the elementalization.
*Diviara, Cartwright, Ryuusei, Eldron, Cenara, Amilara, Gaiden and Twilly stand in Darkovia Forest.*
Cartwright: There can be no doubt that I am detecting a growing level of uncreation energy. Something is going on.
«You»: Uncreation energy? But from what?
Cartwright: That, I do not know. It is outside of phase with our present timeline. The future possibly... or the past. Something is messing around with time.
Ryuusei: It is my experience that all such effects are... ill-advised.
Eldron: Generally speaking, I would concur. Chronomancy was banned on Caelestia for a long time for much that reason.
Cartwright: Certain Network agents proposed that uncreation could be achieved via temporal manipulation, given that it is a temporal effect.
Cartwright: But it was an experiment I never allowed during my tenure. As zealous as I may have been, I was no fool. Messing with time can affect countless things one does not anticipate.
Cartwright: Oddly enough, however, this effect seems stable. As if...
Ryuusei: As if done by someone who already exists outside of time.
Eldron: If that's the case they are losing their isolation... and that could have untoward effects...
Cenara: More untoward than these strange elemental creatures running arround everywhere?
Cartwright: Potentially MUCH more untoward, young lady.
Amilara: Then it needs to be stopped. These creatures are already effecting large portions of Lore.
Amilara: Cagliari reports that the undead village in Greenguard is already under siege, and Brontus and Culak's relatives in Augerthorne report similiar problems.
Gaiden Cartwright: Can we even be sure the two things are related?
«You»: Of course they are. I never trust coincidence.
«You»: Cartwright, can you find out where the uncreation is coming from and why? You're the expert. In the meantime...
Twilly: Uh ohs...
«You»: What is it, Twilly?
Diviara: We appear to have incoming company... More of those odd elemental creatures.
«You»: *Sigh* Like I was saying... In the meantime, I guess we battle on!
Fight!
Stage 3
After 600,000 waves (out of 840,000 waves; 82%) were defeated, it was adjusted back to 63% and unlocked a new mid-war cut scene.
War Scroll
Some unexpected help has revealed that the uncreation energy is emanating from Mount Thrall, so the race is on! Unfortunately Falerin's strange reversed-element creatures have stirred up the local fauna along your route. WHAT is going on up there, and what does this fragment of Falerin have to do with it?
Cutscene:
Somewhere in the Void...
Atlas Maxwell: You certainly are pouring out your heart and taking a long time to tell me... nothing at all. You're babbling.
Dhows: A song bird will sing its song, even when none are around to hear... Hoping that a mate might wander close enough to hear the call and enter the nest.
Dhows: Besides, you still are less corporeal than we would like...
Atlas Maxwell: Riiiiiight... so... you were saying?
Dhows: The first being that I encountered in this world was not the being whose countenance I now adopt. I found him later in seeking one closer to my understanding.
Atlas Maxwell: ...Meaning? What are you saying?
Dhows: The first being I encountered tried to merge with me. It was Annunaki, and not just any Annunaki, either.
Dhows: The first being I encounted was one of the Avatar.
Dhows: But to merge with me proved... problematic to say the least. I tried to communicate and it had already been driven a bit mad. It would have been in any timeline, really.
Dhows: In that time the Annunaki had a tendency to "number" things according to the Greek alphabet. It is why they called the manifestations of The`Galin Omega.
Dhows: Which is an interesting tangent in itself. The`Galin cast Cartwright off. I am sure you gathered that.
Dhows: But it seems it was just a ploy as, upon his return, Cartwright remains as Omega. It can be assumed safely, I think, that the entire scene was an act, a manipulation.
Dhows: Where was I...
Dhows: Oh yes... The Annunaki formed some very interesting legends around me and my "race." Not that I am certain that there have ever been others... only a multiplicity of me.
Dhows: They said of my "race" that it antedated creation, which is true enough. The called the many me "Alpha" because I was supposed to be the first of the fallen universe.
Dhows: Which is, likewise, true enough; I do come from a universe which preceded this one...
Dhows: And I too was given a single Greek letter. I am sure you know it well, Atlas Maxwell. They called me Epsilon.
Atlas Maxwell: Wait... Epsilon? THE Epsilon, the subject of Cartwright's N.O.V.A. program?! But... that's not possible!
Dhows: The Network of Vesperian Agents, or N.O.V.A., as you call them, is just a small piece of The`Galin's larger network, Atlas Maxwell, my dear emu.
Dhows: And since your departure, other arms of the Network have plagued the Lorian sector entirely... The Autarchs have arisen.
Dhows: The Vesperians knew of me, created projects around me... planned to use me to their ends, even. Yet, in the end, it was they who were used, and they never truly understood me.
Dhows: How could they hope to understand what does not even fully understand itself?
Dhows: They created paradigms around me, but the future that they foresaw has ended, just as your own timeline was ended by the entry into the past and alteration there.
Atlas Maxwell: You lie! You can't be the Epsilon! Epsilon was the man-made god!
Dhows: Lie? LIE?! You foolish gosling! I never lie. Lies are an ineffective use of resources, when the masses so readily deceive themselves with their "truths."
Atlas Maxwell: No... you can't be...
Dhows: Oh, can't I? You seem quite sure. Many ARE man-made Atlas Maxwell... even most.
Dhows: "Man" is also a term subject to interpretation and reinvention... just as I have been reinvented many, many times.
Atlas Maxwell: ...What are you saying...
Dhows: If you would stop your bird-brained twittering, you would know already, My would, universe, multiverse... suffered a great cataclysm, My creation was an after-effect of that calamity.
Dhows: I was never "born," Atlas Maxwell, except in the sense of being born in blood and fire.
Dhows: I was created by the apocalypse. So you see, I was indeed made by the hand of man.
Dhows: Particularly disturbed agents of the Network, of course, twisted the story even further... as I intended.
Dhows: Now... where were we before you rudely squawked you objections? Ah yes...
Dhows: Eventually they turned, and we began killing off the other "Alpha"... which is to say, I was reabsorbing my pieces that were done with their job.
Dhows: Those Annunaki were really quite insane, especially the first.
Dhows: I just... finished the process off, rather strongly in that one. He tried to mimic me in all things, and even became convinced that it too was split, and tried to mimic my reassembly.
Dhows: I think you know the one... it presently manifests in a form that even dresses as I currently do... more or less... black robes.
Atlas Maxwell: You are saying that...
Dhows: I am saying that it was you, yes. I am saying that is how I find you now. The first creature I saw was, but could not handle the, Truth...
In Darkovia Forest, you are meeting with Diviara, Cartwright, Ryuusei, Eldron, Cenara, Twilly, Amilara, and Gaiden.
Cartwright: No, it's not from here. There are strong traces here, but... it's somewhere else. It feels to be coming from many directions at once...
Ryuusei: Where is it most concentrated? That could give a hint.
Cartwright: I don't know... it is too diffuse. And while I studies Lorian cartography as a general, I am not certain that...
«You»: There has to be some way to find out! Uncreation energy is not laughing matter!
Cartwright: Well there is one way, I guess... since a Chosen asks... but I am not sure I dare...
Diviara: Do it.
Cartwright: Very well.
Cartwright transforms into Omega
Omega: My Lord, a favor is asked of us. A Chosen here asks where we might seek the source of this energy of Your uncreation.
The'Galin: Ryuusei, my son... your apprehension is not merited. Several of our chosen ones gather. I grant you this boon of knowledge.
Cartwright transforms back into himself
«You»: Was that... the Devourer?!
Diviara: It was... and had Cartwright not asked, I was about to. This is uncreation energy, after all.
Ryuusei: So... where do we go?
Cartwright: We go to Mount Thrall.
Fight!
Stage 4
After approximately 1,750,000 waves (93%) were defeated, it was adjusted back to 75% and unlocked a new mid-war cut scene.
War Scroll
The strange clock continues to tick as you near Mount Thrall, and an ominous sense of foreboding settles in across Lore. What is the source of the odd uncreation energies? ... More importantly, what is coming? Time to fight through the last of these reversed-element creatures and get to the bottom of this, once and for all!
Cutscene:
«Scene: The Near Void. Maxwell looks far more corporeal than previously.»
Atlas Maxwell: Since you seem oddly inclined to disclose your life to me, I may as well ask what happened next.
Dhows: I came next to Inilar and the city of Tjeli... I sought to communicate, but they understood not. They were warped and corrupted even further under my hand.
Dhows: Later they were cast into the depths of the icy southern ocean... buried beneath tons of tundra and glaciers.
Dhows: But at the center you can still see that city beneath.
Atlas Maxwell: I have heard of the place. I have even heard its technology still functions, and it is quite hostile.
Dhows: Oh... it does, and it is! But that is a discussion for another time.
Dhows: Anyway... having twice failed to reach out and communicate safely, I set to find one like me. A shadow...
Dhows: So next I encountered myself.
Dhows: Outside of time I encountered myself... or, more properly, whom I now have been.
Atlas Maxwell: You... stole his form...? Why...
Dhows: Stole? What is this word, "stole"? I am not a thief! I stole NOTHING!
Dhows: When I tried to speak to him, truthfully I found no shadow at all, only shade.
Dhows: And exposed to my darkness he was strengthened, but exposed to my light he was obliterated.
Atlas Maxwell: You... destroyed him.
Dhows: He was destroyed... no, more than destroyed... by his nature and by mine.
Dhows: His destruction occurred outside of time, as I entered from without it. This had the effect of... undoing his creation.
Dhows: But his kin were "important." They would send others of their kind in time, but Time Itself demanded one be found to fill the role in time and space that he originally did.
Dhows: ... and so, I took his place. I became him. As reality itself demanded of me.
After the clock ran down to 0 and only 82% of the monsters had been defeated...
«Scene: The Broken Guardian Tower of Battleon in Xitra Regeirk's Lore, where Minister Bree-Ha stands, regarding the last Fleck.»
(on Radio) G'Hup: Uh... sir?
Minister Bree-Ha: What is it?
(on Radio) G'Hup: Stream failure, Minister. The power source blocks teleportation. We need to find a means of containing the energy first...
«Dhows enters the scene.»
Dhows: Minister Bree'Ha... how lovely to see you again...
Minister Bree-Ha: ... Have we met?
Dhows: Why, well, no, not as such, my dracomammalian friend, but I know all about you and your work for K'eld Naer... both within and without the Network.
Minister Bree-Ha: I see.
Dhows: I also am quite familiar with the matter you are dealing with... in fact, it is the result of Network action that it was created. There was a meteor storm many months ago...
Minister Bree-Ha: Are... you saying that THIS is a Bizarre Fleck?
Dhows: I am indeed... Xitra Regeirk attempted to use the Flecks at my behest, but I fear he was undone by the caprices of fate and his own lack of foresight.
«Scene fades. New Scene: Mount Thrall»
Scakk: Something's up...
Saemic: ǝɥ sǝɯoɔ
The Hollow: That one's talking even more odd than usual. What did he say, Scakk?
Anna: Saemic?
Saemic: eh semoc
Scakk: WHO comes? Hmm, it will have to wait, we appear to have visitors.
«Ryuusei, Cartwright, and «You» enter the scene»
Anna: Both Cartwrights?
The Hollow: ... Given our history, you have some nerve showing here.
«You»: We have no time. We have dete...
«Maxwell appears in the background.»
«You»: Maxwell?! What are you...? How'd you get back? This is great, but I don't understand... what's going on?
Cartwright: Careful! Someone has been whispering in his ears.
«You»: ... DHOWS! Maxwell, you can't trust Dhows, he's a liar!
Atlas Maxwell: I don't think so. He is among the only people that told me the truth. How could you ever forgive what Cartwright has done?! How could you work with an agent of The'Galin?!
«You»: It's not that simple, Maxwell. Cartwright has helped...
Atlas Maxwell: Is he... or is he not... the Omega, The'Galin's manifestation on Lore.
«You»: ... Well, yes, but...
Atlas Maxwell: Then I don't need to hear any more. Nothing will EVER convince me to forgive what he has done to me and mine. Epsilon was telling the truth.
(Simultaneously) Cartwright: Epsilon?! «You»: Maxwell, please...
Atlas Maxwell: Oh yes... the being you call Dhows is the Epsilon. Didn't you know Cartwright? Your people's plan shall be fulfilled at last!
Cartwright: Our people considered Epsilon a god. We aided him... before we realized his nature.
Ryuusei: You cannot trust the Epsilon, Atlas, he seeks to destroy the entire universe.
Atlas Maxwell: An effort for which he will have my help. We shall kill the Avatar. Then we rebuild Lore in our image.
Atlas Maxwell: Now, traitors... Stand and fight, or die like the treacherous scum you are. Vengeance is MINE.
Fight!
1 BATTLE
Full Heal
The Hollow: Max, what's gotten into you?! You never would've--
Saemic: He is here...
«Dhows appears, translucent.»
Dhows: Yes. I am here. Now then... would not what? What wouldn't Atlas Maxwell do, twittery canaries?
(Simultaneously) Cartwright: So it was true. Dhows is the Epsilon. «You»: Dhows! What have you done to Maxwell?!
Atlas Maxwell: Oh yes, it is true, Cartwright... and soon it will be Lore, and not just you and your stepfather, that is "Twain"... Heheh...
Ryuusei: Was that supposed to be a clever pun?
Cartwright: Clearly Dhows has had a bad influence on him.
«You»: What have you done, Dhows?!
Dhows: Done? Why... just shown my new friend the right light in which to view you and your new allies. Working with Omega? For shame... for shame...
«You»: Ugh... so where is the uncreation energy coming from?
Dhows: Soon it won't matter...
Dhows: Soon I will collapse the boundaries of the elements and recreate this world after my own image.
Cartwright: I do not think I will be allowing that; the Lord I serve has ordered this world spared.
Cartwright: Even had he not, uncreation is one thing, but complete elemental annihilation is quite another. Reality itself would begin to unravel.
Atlas Maxwell: And you think that you can stop us? Even aided as you are, the Avatar WILL die at my hand. I will become un-"Forsaken" by forcing all of the piece of the annunaki to recombine into one.
Dhows: And then I will give Lore a gentle nudge... Without her Avatar, the elements will collapse, even more than these creatures.
«You»: I don't think so, Dhows. Or Epsilon. Whatever name you use, we'll stop you.
Dhows: The interview has ended, duckie. I am sick of your quacking. Maxwell, come along...
Atlas Maxwell: Just a sec...
Atlas Maxwell: You really shouldn't have left me behind... You should have found a way, whatever the cost, to save me. Anna, I will be coming back to see you. Count on me, daughter.
Dhows: Time is of the essence, Atlas! Trade your familial barbs on your own time.
Anna: Father, please...
Dhows: Oh, it is far too late to plead, child...
Scakk: We will stop you.
Saemic: The annunaki never cooperate with oppressors.
Dhows: Oh, but we know that's not true, young Cor-Dem... But say it enough and you may begin to believe it.
The Hollow: Didn't even know for sure where you had teleported to with Smith.
Atlas Maxwell: So then you should have used equipment from the ship.
The Hollow: That's just it. Most was stolen by Network agents...
Dhows: Are you going to accept excuses, Maxwell? I saved you where all others failed... Ignore this meaningless banter.
Atlas Maxwell: Of course I'm not going to listen. They should have found a way. No effort should have been spared... I was worth that much.
Dhows: Indeed... Now let us leave.
«You»: You are being abused and deceived, Maxwell. Why can't you see it?
Dhows: It is you who cannot see, Chosen.
Atlas Maxwell: So you see, Ryuusei, your wishes shall be fulfilled after all... that you no longer wish them is irrelevant. I wonder... What is it Smith would say at a time like this?
«Dhows transforms in to Agent Smith.»
Agent Smith (Dhows): Oh yes...
Agent Smith (Dhows): Hey baby. You can't blame me for feedin' the hate you created. I just take and use what was there.
Agent Smith (Dhows): Now Atlas, baby, let's jet...
«You»: That's... disturbing, Dhows. You should go into show business.
«Agent Smith transforms back into Dhows.»
Dhows: Maybe so. This curtain is just rising, birdie... count on it.
«Dhows and Maxwell disappear.»
«You»: That was a mess. How could Maxwell fall for such a thing?
Ryuusei: Dhows must have been working on him in the Deep Void for too long. Remember, too, that vengeance is rarely rational...
Cartwright: And he is Forsaken given new life. His soul, remember, was taken by Truth. He is not at all Maxwell as he lived.
«You»: So now what...
Cartwright: Now we warn the Avatar, and prepare for Dhows's next move...
«Scene fades. New Scene: Alternate Battleon with Bree-Ha and Dhows again.»
Minister Bree-Ha: Who are you?
Dhows: I have been known by many names... the guise I wear on that Lore and another is in fact just that... a guise.
Dhows: On Arturia I was known as St. Mohrred, on Caelestia I was known as Tholeon Webb, and for much of your Lore's history I took the name Seth Cay Dhows.
Dhows: None are true names, for I have no such thing, but they will do well enough.
Dhows: I can aid you in transporting the fleck; and indeed, in using the fleck. ... In exchange, that is, for two little favors...
Minister Bree-Ha: That name... is known to me from my people's records. During my father's time, you posed as a priest in the forest well to the north of our region, did you not?
Dhows: That I did.
Minister Bree-Ha: You deceived the deities of Lore... that is quite impressive, Dhows...
Dhows: I have many talents.
Minister Bree-Ha: That I can imagine. What favors do you ask?
Dhows: I have some unfinished business with this Lore that I would appreciate your Drakel expertise in completing...
Dhows: And the only other request is that when we do leave, I am taken to your own Lore with you.
Minister Bree-Ha: That seems reasonable, depending on the business you wish to complete. How else could you help me use the Flecks?
Dhows: Precisely... also you were looking for someone who wanted vengeance, weren't you?
Minister Bree-Ha: You seem very informed about my movements...
Dhows: It is my nature to keep very informed.
Minister Bree-Ha: I see... your information is correct on that matter.
Dhows: Well I might have just what you need there as well...
Harmful Lose
Shop House Items:
Spider
Many Faces of Falerin
Reverse Shadow Wolf
Reverse Fiery Phoenix
Reverse FlibbitiestGibbest
Play again!
Guardian Tower!
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Quest entry help from BlacKitten25, Rhowena , ArchMagus Orodalf. Correctiopn thanks to Kalle29.
< Message edited by whackybeanz -- 6/27/2013 15:22:38 >
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