-last edited on Mar 28, 2017 3:21:56 GMT by Emarcee
Post by Emarcee on Mar 28, 2017 3:21:21 GMT
Karzahni is located just south of Metru Nui. It is here that damaged Matoran were once sent to be repaired. However, the repair work done here was extremely poor, and, to hide this fact: such Matoran were either sent to the Southern Continent, or imprisoned on the island itself. The Matoran here perform work that is both meaningless, and grueling. They are all in horrible disrepair, and are often forced to create useless objects that serve no purpose. Such objects are immediately destroyed in front of their creators, who are sent to create the same thing again. Upon noticing that Matoran who are sent here don't come back -- Matoran have stopped being sent here, and instead repair themselves.
They whimper, looking at the dark figure atop the pillar from before.
Keyark turns towards the figure. "You. Answer me."
The figure stands, but in the next blink is in front of Keyark. "The witch has done these atrocities, as have I. I, unlike her, am bound to do so. I cannot cease."
Keyark turns towards the figure. "You. Answer me."
The figure stands, but in the next blink is in front of Keyark. "The witch has done these atrocities, as have I. I, unlike her, am bound to do so. I cannot cease."
Keyark pulls his hammer to his hand. "And you would cease if you could?"
The figure stands, but in the next blink is in front of Keyark. "The witch has done these atrocities, as have I. I, unlike her, am bound to do so. I cannot cease."
Keyark pulls his hammer to his hand. "And you would cease if you could?"
"The witch and I share a bond. I know how she feels, and vice verse. She does not like him. Destroy the Makuta and she will free me."
Suddenly, Emarcee appears but something's quite... off about him. He is clearly delirious. His arms dangle and flail about, as if he is in some sort of stupor.
"Listen... *snort* listen here you little twerp! Kra- ..uh... Kratark's done! Uh... nothing wrong! And you know it! I- I- I- oughta! Bleugh...."
The Great Being passes out, having lost the will to continue being awesome.