EXEXCRUCIATION - a Noblilis PbP

[Timeboxer]

Alyra tilts her head, as she has a habit of doing. "You want to kill us and our Imperatrix, eh? Isn't this the part where you're supposed to explain to us why you hate us and thereby have devised some sort of evil plan before you kill us?"

So, question. What miraculous powers do work? I assume we probably still have Auctoritas, because that's inherent, but...

 

[sophist]

"You cannot know of where the stone of freedom are. By the very nature of them. As a favour to you, i will explain the daemonic irony to which your succubus mistress will fall. We shall not suffer you witches to live anyway.
Centuries ago, our forefathers were pilgrims knowing the true word of god, enschewing the heretic decrees of a great ungodly beast in the faraway city of Rome. We found a land clear of all civilisatzion, to be taken by the true servants of the Lord, blessed be his name. But Stan sent a great deamon-whore from beyond creation, to lock away the truly faithful, thereby hoping to prevent the spread of truth and salvation.
We fought back, but the deamon sent her servants, Darkness, Forgetfulness, Locks and her newly aquired ones: tyranny and naivite, crushing us to the status of the soulless serfs God gave us in the new holy land. Ever since we lived in misery and squalor, preserving the truth only by using our own skins.
But a short time ago, the hooded man came and gave us the secret of the stones of freedom, which cancel your satanic magicks. The pastor received a vision of God, who has not abandoned us in spite of the succubus killing all the angels He sent to save us."
His eyes burn with a hatred nurtured all his life. Even without Domain or Realm, you sense his hunger for your blood. He barely holds his anticipation.
"You will burn, deamonspawn witches."

<what powers you still have is for you to find out.>

 

[Wandering soul]

Michael smiles sympathetically at the wild-looking figure.

"Dear brother, the evil creatures of the whore have truly worn you down. Can you not recognise servants of your god when they are sent to help? What better time to send fresh help but when the power of the deamon-whore can no longer destroy them?

We have recently been created as counters to the foul servants of the daemon that you mention. Alas, unlike you, we have not been blessed with the knowledge of our lord's name, nor even how we can help you..."

With that, Michael's face falls and he lowers his eyes with a solem and sad look.

"Perhaps, we are not worthy yet..."

He pauses, then looks up at the figure, with a hopefull smile on his face.

"Perhaps you could help us become worthy, so we too may know his name?

I should introduce my fellows, to explain how ironic your accusations are:

"This is Forgotten. He takes away the pain of loss, protects those that must hide and cherishes the memories of those that are no more. He opposes Forgetfulness."

Next, he gestures to Keys

"This is Keys. He opens what evil has locked away, releases the shackles and the chains imposed on our souls and sets us free to be what we would. He opposes Locks.

Walking over, he places a fond hand on Chivalry's shoulder.

"This fine fellow is Chivalry. He is the champion of bravery, honesty and honor. He defends the weak against oppressors and ensures the strong are dutiful and true.
He opposes Tyranny."

Smiling expansively, he gestures to Alyra.

"This is Innocence, the sweet wonder of youth, uncorrupted by evil and unstained by the word. Able to look at all things with a fresh eye and bring joy to your world. She opposes Naivite."

Finally, he lowers his head again and bows low to the figure.

"And, I? I am Shadows. I am the balance between the searing dessert sun and the chilling cold of space. I bring shade to the parched, protection to the frightened. I am the least of us. I oppose Darkness."

Could I ask your name brave pilgrim?

Perhaps you are Faith - strong and secure? With unassailable confidence and boundless energy?"

 

[Wandering soul]

Anyone still alive on this thread? Seems to have gone very quiet....

 

[Timeboxer]

I'm still here -- just waiting for Sophist to respond. But perhaps I can come up with something tonight.

 

[sophist]

The barbarian is obviously bewildered. But MIchaels speech has stoped most of his vileness in its tracks.
"Wait. But you are the servants of the Daemon queen, who made these lands, this ... cancel?" <no spelling error>

"The Pastor will know. Maybe you are one of the excrucian angels? Or you are servants of an other Deamon that violated the earth and turned it to an playground?

"We will wait for our spiritual leader. He will know. And me, you can call Edwin."

 

[Jdvn1]

David looks at his companions, confused, and then looks at Edwin. "I think you may have been deceived, Edwin. The excrucians are the most foul demons -- you seem to have everything backwards."

 

[sophist]

Edwin looks at David:"Now this are the lies I would exspect. God would never allow ... bu ah, there the others come. The Pastor will likely be with them."

You hear the sounds of men approaching, your fine senses tell you that they're maybe two dozen. Anything you want to do in preparation?

 

[Jdvn1]

David shakes his head and looks around. Unsatisfied, he looks at his fellow Nobles, "Shall we depart? I don't think there is anything holding us here."

Looking around to see any sign of the circle we're supposed to be in -- runes or stones or something. I'd like to know how big it is, particularly.

 

[sophist]

Anyone wantS to answer David?

The barabraians are not quite here yet.

However, at hearing "tyranny" talk of departing, he readies his nasty-looking bone-axe.