Braxin: "Has thou seen the albino bears? I believe they are COMEing."
Father Grigori: “Albino bears? Well, im assuming the bears there are all zombified, then yes, i have seen them... but dont worry, i’ll give you a more suitable weapon for use against them, catch!” -he threw an automatic combat shotgun at Braxin, aptly named the SCAS(Special/Sport Chi Automatics Shotgun) 12.-
Father Grigori: “Aim for the head, brother! And may your travels through here, be safe!” -he said, before walking back inside the alcove he walked out of-
(OOC: You sure you will give Father Grigori an cameo or refrence in your new story, by him giving this gun to your character?)
Braxin: "Your welcome, or should I say thank you."
OOC: Sorry, Expedition of Exiles took place before this, hence why Braxin is on the loose and not locked up by the Crawlers on account of his mental instability. Unless you mean my future Wing Striker: Rogue Squadron story?
Father Grigori: “Albino bears? Well, im assuming the bears there are all zombified, then yes, i have seen them... but dont worry, i’ll give you a more suitable weapon for use against them, catch!” -he threw an automatic combat shotgun at Braxin, aptly named the SCAS(Special/Sport Chi Automatics Shotgun) 12.-
Father Grigori: “Aim for the head, brother! And may your travels through here, be safe!” -he said, before walking back inside the alcove he walked out of-
(OOC: You sure you will give Father Grigori an cameo or refrence in your new story, by him giving this gun to your character?)
Braxin: "Your welcome, or should I say thank you."
OOC: Sorry, Expedition of Exiles took place before this, hence why Braxin is on the loose and not locked up by the Crawlers on account of his mental instability. Unless you mean my future Wing Striker: Rogue Squadron story?
(OOC: Imma just not copyright strike that new storyname. And yes, i guess so. )
Braxin: "Your welcome, or should I say thank you."
OOC: Sorry, Expedition of Exiles took place before this, hence why Braxin is on the loose and not locked up by the Crawlers on account of his mental instability. Unless you mean my future Wing Striker: Rogue Squadron story?
(OOC: Imma just not copyright strike that new storyname. And yes, i guess so. )
OOC: I guess you see where I got the inspiration for the title.
"So what happened, why is cavora up in the sky again?" Ra'zac asks.
"It never reached the ground."
"Everything turned to white... "
" ... Blinding, scorching white... "
" ... And we are here, back in the Outlands."
"We do not yet know what the world is like now... "
" ... But we see the mountain in the sky, untouched."
"Mocking us."
"What force could cause this, we still wonder."
"We will find the source."
"We will make it dead, dead, dead."
"That is not good. If we can't destroy this power than all our efforts will be in vain. This will be difficult." Ra'zac considers asking them for more details, but then figures he would just ask their boss when they arrived. Hopefully he would would be easier to understand. And less creepy.
"We do not yet know what the world is like now... "
" ... But we see the mountain in the sky, untouched."
"Mocking us."
"What force could cause this, we still wonder."
"We will find the source."
"We will make it dead, dead, dead."
"That is not good. If we can't destroy this power than all our efforts will be in vain. This will be difficult." Ra'zac considers asking them for more details, but then figures he would just ask their boss when they arrived. Hopefully he would would be easier to understand. And less creepy.
They soon come to a clearing near the edge of the Outlands, where only the very peak of the Spire is visible over the horizon in the distance.
"That is not good. If we can't destroy this power than all our efforts will be in vain. This will be difficult." Ra'zac considers asking them for more details, but then figures he would just ask their boss when they arrived. Hopefully he would would be easier to understand. And less creepy.
They soon come to a clearing near the edge of the Outlands, where only the very peak of the Spire is visible over the horizon in the distance.
“It is strange to see it standing again.”
”Yes, strange.”
They both look down at Ra’zac.
“To your home... “
” ... Or to the Spire?”
Ra'zac shrugs. "It's up to you. However, I need to go home first because I need a recharge." Ra'zac politely waits for them to make a decision.