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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Lawrence on Sun Oct 13, 2013 11:11 pm

    At Zurg's request, Lawrence tried his best to calm himself somewhat, to not give in to the temptation to send Prixlezub straight to the Pool of Souls for his insolence. He did manage it, mostly, but if sufficiently pressed there was no telling what he would do. He was getting quite tired, but he did still have the Chronoscepter and its potentially lethal ultimate power, after all. "I will try my best to avoid it, but if he continues to press the issue..."

    And again there was the accusation, but the butler was still confused at Prixlezub's words. "You saw me in the Icelands? I have not set foot there since that silly kart race held by Wind Waker Link! I am not sure how but your senses have been fooled entirely."

    Another three shots tore through the air, aimed at the prince's crimson hide.
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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by System on Sun Oct 13, 2013 11:11 pm

    The member 'Lawrence' has done the following action : Dice Rolls

    #1 'Attack/Heal (26-30)' : 29, 28, 9, 21, 7, 24

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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Zurg on Sun Oct 13, 2013 11:17 pm

    "But we are not lying!" It was evident now, and painfully so, that Prixlezub was not going to listen to any reason. That demonic skull was naturally too thick, you see. The monarch's waning patience, coupled with the intensifying ache pulsating from both of his burned hands, was starting to do a number on Zurg's temper. No, no... He must remain calm and focused. Prixlezub may be a royal buffoon when left stubbornly in his ways, but the Demon Prince hadn't been this reckless since Layla. Why was this happening now? "If he continues to press the issue then we will simply have no choice," the monarch spoke back. "It's either him or us, and I will not break Jo's heart a third time." Even if that meant putting down a friend too blinded by his own stupidity to see truth and logic.

    With X'ki still faithfully protecting Lawrence, the monarch began to inch away from Prixlezub's snarling maw. "Now, Lawrence! Bring him down now!" he cried. Bring him down while the demon was currently struggling with his own inner turmoils!

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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Prixlezub on Mon Oct 14, 2013 12:08 am

    While blinded, the demon could still hear Lawrence and Zurg over the crackle of flames. Smoke shakily plumed from his maw, head dipped downward. His tail still partially curled about him, nearly frozen in place itself. The robot denied his being in the icelands, he denied that he was ever around the prince during that day. Zurg only continued to press their innocence. Something flickered about within the prince's mind, above the rage and torment. Up through his very reveal did the two continue to fight against the prince's accusations, though something stood out.

    They both were far too surprised at the Prixlezub's words, the both of them seemed... sincere? No, it could not be, it had to be an act! But why? Why bother acting when they so clearly could beat him, when they had the upper hand? Prixlezub snarled and puffed another cloud of flames and smoke, his limbs giving way and collapsing to the ground with a thunderous boom. His bladed tail curled tightly about his body, claws reaching up to grasp at his face.

    Both Lawrence and Zurg had agreed to the truce, they both were glad to end their constant fighting. He had heard it himself from the alien, from the robot. The prince had been left in peace for months, not a single goad or taunt thrown by either side. Why now? Why would the butler have gone all the way up to the icelands just to say what he did, truthful or not? "Huuurrgh..." Heated talons clenched against crimson hide.

    "The lake..." He finally rumbled, pieces fitting together in his mind. "You came to me after the lake. A village."

    Yes, that had to be it, something at the lake had done this. How the demon had ended up in the icelands though, his memory had grown foggy. A dark shape loomed, familiar tongues spoken with twisted intentions. Prixlezub's claws slammed down from his face, digging into the warped concrete. The demon got to his feet, staggering from the icy shots dealt against his hide earlier. While the prince was unable to see his surroundings, he could undoubtedly smell them. Smoke filled his nostrils along with cooked flesh, acrid chemicals and fluids stinging in the air. The dome had been set aflame!

    Turning away from the scent of both robot and alien, the prince lowered his horns and charged headlong out of the building. Brick and metal flew in a cloud of debris, hot shrapnel wrapped about the demon's tines as he emerged from the smoking oven that was the abandoned factory. The prince galloped, smoke pluming from his grill in thick trails as if there was a destination set in mind. However, the demon's pace soon grew lax, staggering down to a lumbering walk. His body felt like a mountain was placed upon its entire length, Prixlezub's thunderous footfalls finally coming to a halt in the vast sea of sand.

    His breath chugged once more, smoke curling from his grill as his limbs began to sway. The demon managed to keep himself from collapsing, shakily settling on the sun baked ground.  Prixlezub's head soon followed after, bits of ice shattering from his eye sockets as it was roughly laid on the golden sands.

    Dare they approach?
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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Lawrence on Mon Oct 14, 2013 8:08 pm

    Lawrence was about to accelerate for another attack run at Zurg's order, but it would seem the demon prince was coming to some sort of realization. The butler only slightly lowered his gun and remained in the air, watching this development warily. Any sudden moves towards Zurg or himself would be met with an immediate hail of fire, but Prixlezub seemed too preoccupied to even think about resuming his attacks.

    Finally, after what seemed like forever when it was really the space of a minute or two, the car demon spoke. The words were distant, as if trying to recall a fogged over memory. What was that about a lake? The word sparked something in Lawrence's memory banks, and he glanced over to Zurg. "A lake and a village? You don't suppose he means Lochlaan?"

    Before the butler could finish, there was movement from Prixlezub. Lawrence had been so focused on fighting that he hadn't noticed earler, but the dome was in flames, likely from the car demon's attacks. Prixlezub went charging through the side of the building and out into the open sands, and the robot decided he and Zurg had best be making with an exit as well. "If we stay in here much longer this place will collapse on top of us, let's go!"

    Lawrence zoomed out through the hole Prixlezub made, Zurg hopefully following, though he paused in midair at spotting the car demon sprawled in the sand nearby. He landed at that, making his way over to the monarch and bringing out the Chronoscepter to heal Zurg's hands first of all. He was hesitant on going much closer to the demon prince, though . . . Prixlezub's rage was focused on him earlier, after all; the butler didn't particularly want to set it alight again at the moment.
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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Zurg on Mon Oct 14, 2013 8:29 pm

    It would seem that liquidating Prixlezub's truce was not necessary. "A lake..." That could only mean - Zurg quickly looked up as he heard a thunderous SNAP! rattle from above, the Tech-Dome's entire ceiling ablaze. No time to think! At Lawrence's warning the monarch hopped upon a shimmering panel and glided out, mere seconds behind the butler's ion trail. It was only then, amid the cool and refreshing desert air, did Zurg's veins cease to course with nerve-shaking amounts of adrenaline. They were safe... Safe out here beneath the radiating sun above and away from the suffocating fumes of the Tech-Dome. Would it survive the Demon Prince's misguided wrath? The monarch looked over a shoulder quietly, briefly admiring how the flames painted the sands with vibrant hues of orange and red.

    It may not survive but they had. That was good enough for him.

    Zurg compliantly outstretched both of his burnt hands when Lawrence prompted, his blackened fingertips startling to behold. "A lake with a village..." the alien repeated softly. Lochlann... Why had Prixlezub gone there and what had he found that threw him for such a loop? This sort of behaviour was not like the Demon Prince. There was something missing from this vexing conundrum, but if they were to receive answers...

    His eyes drifted toward the downed Prixlezub, his vision suffering from the sudden daylight. "We will have to question Prixlezub further," Zurg spoke. It was indeed dangerous to approach the demon given his current state, but what choice did they have? They couldn't just leave him there, sprawled out upon the sands in his miserable condition. True to his namesake, the monarch glanced downward at Lawrence and had already made up his mind. "Thank you but stay here," he requested, withdrawing both hands once they were fully healed. "I am going to reach the bottom of this; however, I need you to watch Prixlezub momentarily until I return. I won't take longer than five - ten minutes, I promise." Even if the butler said one word in objection, the monarch was already gone. He leaped into another dimensional hole and disappeared entirely, leaving both Lawrence and Prixlezub alone with each other.

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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Prixlezub on Mon Oct 14, 2013 9:15 pm

    Smoke curled from the prince's grill idly, the village flashing into his mind as he lay out on the sands. Its reek of death hung faintly in his memory, streets vacant, buildings abandoned. Why? What had slaughtered the occupants of the lakeside village with not a single stain of blood? A puzzle that did not too easily solve itself no matter how the prince looked at it. Perhaps the villagers were coerced to destroy themselves, a consensual self sacrifice. Though who here would have the ability to commit such a feat?

    He highly doubted that they were spirited away overnight, those that disappeared from the breach usually took all their possessions with them, homes and all. The prince's brow furrowed, claws gently flexing against the earth. Another possibility drifted to consciousness, the capture and subjugation of the occupants. Anyone could capture the citizens and off them in another area to keep suspicions low, but to lack the foresight of the inevitable scent of death? The only answer the demon could possibly fathom was that there was a pile of corpses hidden in the depths of a building. But which one?

    Distant voices and crackling flame tickled the prince's ears, his head turning slightly in their direction. Zurg's rumbling voice was overheard, informing of his temporary departure. The alien's absence would be short, but heavily hinted that he would be visiting the village himself. From this distance the demon could hear the whirring of Lawrence's systems, and the scent of metals and mechanical fluids carried on the incoming breeze. For a few moments his head remained turned in the direction of the robot, blinded eyes seeming to gaze at him thoughtfully.

    However, Prixlezub's body did not rouse, his form curling inwards on himself and blocked to the world by the constantly burning wall that his powerful tail provided. The demon's breathing was calm, even. There was far too much to meditate upon for the prince to waste energy charging into yet another fight.
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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Lawrence on Mon Oct 14, 2013 11:39 pm

    Lawrence looked on at the still form of Prixlezub, not quite sure what to do next. Zurg did have a suggestion, and it was a rather sound one. "Yes, I imagine he stumbled across something at that lake..."

    At the monarch's announcement of trying to get to the bottom of this, the butler of course grew concerned in an instant. Did that mean going to that blasted lake and scoping things out? What if Zurg ran across what Prixlezub did? What if the same thing happened to him? Or maybe something even worse? Lawrence shook his head, trying to protest as loudly as he could. "Zurg, wait! Lochlaan is dangerous, you must not go there! I don't want the same thing to happen to you, so please--"

    Too late, once Zurg had his mind made up, there was no stopping him, and thus he jumped into another dimensional hole generated by X'ki. Lawrence was left standing there in the sand all alone, well other than the car demon lying in the distance. "Damn it all..."

    Well, there was a job Zurg wanted him to do, and so he stood there and did it, keeping an optic on Prixlezub for the time being. Lawrence's mind was filled with worry, but he held his position. It would take too long to fly to that accursed place anyway. Please, Zurg, come back unharmed?
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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Zurg on Tue Oct 15, 2013 1:21 am

    Surely you two don't think the monarch as reckless as to head straight for Lochlann, the fabled town at the heart of all this undue suffering! No, no... Zurg had far more healthy ideas, and that was to locate the nearest field he could. It wasn't easy plotting warp jumps without a specified destination, you know. Lawrence was well aware about that pertinent fact.

    As promised within five to ten minutes of the monarch's departure, another dimensional portal opened up before the demon's blind visage. This time Zurg chose to walk out as opposed to leaping, and with his unannounced arrival came...!

    "Mooo!" Came a rather unexpected guest.

    Zurg tenderly coaxed an unwitting bull forward and he gently tugged on its horns, the animal naturally skittish from its harrowing trip through the gate. Poor thing wasn't aware of what fate awaited it, but such was nature. Its life was being forfeited for a greater cause and the monarch urged it to remain standing, oblivious, before Prixlezub's fanged maw. A rather squeamish man, the monarch slightly winced at what he knew would come next. "Eat," he commanded, hoping Prixlezub would not turn down a perfectly good meal. "Eat and tell us what you saw at Lochlann." There was something afoul at that fishing village and the monarch wanted to know what. First there was the ISOs' warning for citizens to not visit the otherwise harmless town, and now Prixlezub was acting as if Lawrence was a lowly grave robber. No, something was not right and it didn't take centuries' worth of rule to figure that out.

    Go on, Prixlezub. Smell this healthy bull and snatch it up like you do with shrimp from the north. Cosmos only know how difficult it was for the monarch to corral this reluctant beast of burden for you.


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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Prixlezub on Tue Oct 15, 2013 2:43 am

    During those silent few minutes, twisted shadows and rasping tongues swirled about in the dark. Steely claws and ravens darker than the darkest night, the stench of death and distant mountains. However, something did not fit right with these images. Electriligos forfeiting his pitch black caverns  simply to find him outright, the raven's intense and fluttering dance into oblivion... His eyes had told him each were standing before him, his nose dictated their identities were true... The locomotogephor's words, fluent in demonic and true to his voice.

    ...The robot's form on the mountain. Fully armed, brandishing his weapons that rang authentically in his eyes and ears. If Lawrence's statement was indeed correct, who would be able to pull off such a convincing illusion? Surely not the locomotogephor, their kind was naturally rendered incapable of such feats. A distraught rumble emanated from Prixlezub's chest, his lip curling in both frustration, and something he refused to admit even to himself.

    The air prickled with heat quickly followed by a soft whoosh of air, heralding the monarch's return. However, a more pungent scent arrived alongside him, the demon's grill opening's twitching in interest. Its cry of apprehension all the more assuring the prince of what had been strung along, willing or not. Prixlezub's balled up form slowly uncurled like a manner nearly akin to a serpent, a single claw raising before swiftly snatching the bull from where it stood. Zurg need not speak further about coaxing the prince into eating, for in that same instant it was quickly shoved into his heated maw, hooves and all. The only sound that carried through the silence were a few muffled, sickening crunches from the prince's throat as the animal was swallowed whole.

    Within the next few moments, shards of ice cracked and rained down onto the sand like frozen rain, the demon's eyes socket's emptied of the translucent crystals. In their place new plates of hardened, transparent material flowed across their cavernous openings, fiery liquids pouring inside like magma. In mere minutes the demon's eyes boiled a dull red, swirling as his white pupils churned into existence and illuminated Prixlezub's sunken sockets in vibrant yellows and oranges. His fiery gaze returned to its former glory, all six of the demon's pupils focused on Zurg.

    "Again I am grateful for your mercy... Thank you." The demon slowly rumbled. His body curled slightly about the alien, forming a partial ring that neither stifled his movement, nor gave sense that his back was completely to the vast desert. "Lochlann... As you call it. It is a strange town, a dead town. Nothing but the stench of death lingers in its streets, yet there are no bodies... No blood. That puzzle alone drew my investigation, an attempt to figure the town's fate." The prince's claws came to cross over before him, his head resting over heated talons. "What came after... It seemed real enough. The entranced bird, Electriligos' shadowed form. They both glowed with life, their scents were untampered. But their behavior..." The demon grew silent, nothing but smoke curling from his heated maw. His gaze flicked downward as if to look in the sand for answers.

    Prixlezub's gaze rose back to Zurg after a few moments. Though his words were carefully chosen, they were delivered apprehensively. "I had been carried to the mountains, faster than I could recover from the ambush. My memory fails me... Save for the pain that erupted in my chest, tossed my mind from consciousness. When I finally awoke there was nothing, save for Lawrence's appearance." Fire began to burn in the demon's chest once more, a small flare. "He taunted me, insulted me..." A snarl began to form across the demon's face, his head raising from its resting place. "He dared to nullify our agreement, declaring our brief association nothing more than a breath of air for the means of profit!" Waves of heat began to ripple from the demon's maw as he continued, pupils contracting as his gaze illuminated the grace before him in burning orange light. "I saw him, he bared the weaponry used on this very day!" He nearly thundered, flames swirling about in the demon's grill.

    The demon's claws dug deeply into the sand, molten glass and smoke bubbling about their thick bases. Muscles tensed and shuddered, yet his form remained still. The demon's jaws aggitatedly snapped, sparks flying from his curved fangs. Beyond that outburst, Prixlezub's steely maw remained adamantly shut, snarling lips distorted from the waves of heat that managed to escape the spaces in his teeth.

    For now, nothing but smoke was extracted from his throat, black clouds pluming about the demon's grill.
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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Lawrence on Tue Oct 15, 2013 11:05 pm

    Apparently Lawrence needn't have worried about Zurg running off to check out Lochlaan, as within that ten minute window the monarch specified, there was another prickle of heat and blast of wind indicating another dimensional hole had formed nearby. Zurg walked out, as well as...?

    Dinner wrote:"Mooo!"
    Well, Prixlezub would need that to fix his wounds, after all. "Oh. That's what you were up to." The butler felt rather foolish, but he avoided admitting it given present company.

    The demon prince reached out to grab the unsuspecting bull and ate it in one gulp, the only sound a few sickening crunches from the demon's throat. The life energy did its job in short order, the remains of Lawrence's attack to his eyes shattering to the ground and soon enough the prince's blazing gaze was back to normal.

    At Zurg's prompting, Prixlezub started to go over what happened to him at Lochlaan. Apparently the rumors about the place were true, that the people had suddenly vanished and the place stank with the smell of death. A faint shudder ran through the butler's frame at the thought, especially given that the village had been peaceful a few years ago. Something had to be lurking in the depths of that empty town, something downright sinister.

    Eventually, the subject came to Lawrence's supposed appearance in the Icelands, at which Prixlezub nearly thundered out his accusation once again. The butler felt himself taking a step back at the sound, but thankfully that near roar was the only thing the demon prince ended up doing. Prixlezub sat there all tensed up but did not move to pounce on the object of his fury.

    Still, Lawrence hadn't been there, hadn't said any of that, so the only thing left was to reinforce that fact. "I believe we had gone over this earlier, but I will say it again. I have not been in the Icelands for well over a year, perhaps even two years. I have not and would not disturb a grave site in that manner, even if I knew where it was, and I am sure you will find it intact if the system has not reclaimed the area. The only time I have attacked you in recent memory was just now, in self-defense. Whatever happened in that accursed Lochlaan, perhaps it caused you to hallucinate some sort of projection of me, that displayed the few things that your own paranoia feared I would do."

    Having said all he felt he needed to in that regard, the butler looked towards Zurg. "I would suggest using the orbital ion cannon network to burn that place to the bedrock, if I didn't have the feeling whatever is lurking in Lochlaan would somehow manage to escape..."
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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Zurg on Wed Oct 16, 2013 3:24 pm

    The monarch simply tipped his head with jewelry chiming, wordlessly acknowledging the demon's gratitude. Although his past incarnation had been more prone to torturing and bullying for the outcomes he desired, Zurg had not forgotten what it meant to be diplomatic. Now, to hear what Prixlezub had to say...

    Lochlann... A strange and dead town? No, that... couldn't be right. It had been filled with life when Zurg had taken a trip up there with Jo. Oh, but that had been years ago... And now there was talk of entranced birds and demonic names? Why, Zurg had never seen either! Had the sleepy fishing village really changed all that much? Whatever that change may be, it was seemingly powerful enough to cause the likes of Prixlezub great distress. The monarch felt sympathy for the Demon Prince's maddening plight - Zurg could not, however, openly express it anymore than he already had. Giving the demon a small meal to rejuvenate his wounds will have to do at the moment, as the monarch also had to think about Lawrence's well-being. Still Prixlezub insisted that Lawrence be made to pay for a crime the butler had not commit, leaving Zurg to more and more contemplate the facts around him.

    Sitting into the sand with legs crossed, the monarch kept his limbs close and decided to ask a harmless question. It was also to continue showing the demon that he meant no harm. "Prixlezub, what day did you visit Lochlann?" Maybe if the Demon Prince heard where Lawrence had been on that fated day, he would be made to realize that the butler had never journeyed to the icy wastes. No, it sounded more like... "Electriligos; I don't think you've mentioned him before prior to this. If there is another of your kind here, or one from your home universe, then why did they surface now? Don't you find it strange that this Electriligos was a fishing village of all places?"

    This was beginning to sound like the biggest coincidence in the entire Breach.

    Fortunately for them, Zurg didn't believe in coincidences and he continued with, "The ISOs had placed a warning for citizens to refrain from visiting Lochlann. Whatever you found there, Prixlezub, could be the very same thing the ISOs had cautioned us about. If you'd like, I can - ?" But then the Demon Prince's temper soared, X'ki coating the monarch behind a protective sheen. "Prixlezub, calm yourself. I fear you are being made to play the fool," the monarch evenly addressed his larger counterpart. "Lawrence would never disturb Layla's remains, nor would he have any need for money. Both Jo and I have little need for it, either. Prixlezub, you must heed my words and understand that we are telling you the truth. If we were not, then why are we trying to speak with you? Why did I bring you that bull to heal your wounds?" A harder sell needed to be driven and this brought the monarch back to his original suggestion before having been interrupted.

    "I can ask to see if this Electriligos walks this earth," Zurg stated. "So long as his feet strike the soil, I will have an answer for you. However, I need you to cooperate and tell me more about him; what he looks like, what he smells like, what he sounds like - things of that descriptive nature. If you do, we can faster reach the bottom of this."


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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Prixlezub on Wed Oct 16, 2013 4:48 pm

    Smoke continuing to plume from his grill and claws rooted firmly in the parched earth, The demon watched as Zurg decided to take a seat before him. An attempt at seeming nonthreatening of course, but it was neither the monarch's posture nor Lawrence's presence that kept Prixlezub's limbs strained. Thinking over the alien's inquiries, metallic fangs remained firmly shut but the fires behind them began to die down. "Two days ago." He responded after a few moments. "I had found the village in the evening as the sun was setting. At first when I had set foot on its roads there was no trace of Electriligos, and even then I could not fathom why he would bother an empty village. I found the behavior of both the bird and locomotogpehor suspicious, yes... Though time was not in my favor. When I was ambushed I had expected him to drag me back to his tunnels, perhaps attempt to kill me off in ignorance of this world's laws." Prixlezub shook his head, smoke pooling about his grill openings in churning clouds. "Instead he had taken me to the north. I agree this is more than coincidence."

    In wake of the prince's prior outburst, statements of Lawrence's defense came to meet him. Smoke plumed from the demon's grill, but no flames would curl from his maw this day. "I am aware of Lawrence's innocence. You both have defended him thoroughly." He rumbled, sand dancing about his feet with his penetrating tones ."My wrath no longer burns for Lawrence, but for another. If what has been said is true, there is someone out there who not only knows how to copy Lawrence to the exact detail, but also somehow is knowledgeable of me without my having ever mentioning details of my home world to other save for you two, Jo and Kev, and without there being any written documents made by my kin or others." He rumbled, tail curling and uncurling as he continued. "As well, they know of Layla's passing despite the only one's bearing that knowledge being you two. Either someone on this world is too competent at finding information... Or the one we are dealing with is able to dig through our very memories themselves." It was not too far fetched, the prince himself had riffled through the minds of others for information during his reign as Prince, when the usual methods of interrogation were deemed null. Though to think that there could be another who used similar technique was far from comforting given their usage of such methods.

    Lawrence spoke up again, intereested in simply demolishing the place down to the very stone it was set on. The robot's statement, while effective and rather satisfying in the demon's own regard, had a few flaws."I would not suggest we destroy the village, Lawrence. If whoever had done this is still there, when they die they may come back fully knowledgeable that someone decided to take action. They will be more cautious, and more than likely more thorough than a game of smoke and mirrors." He advised, the demon's fiery gaze turning towards where the grasslands should be.

    Prixlezub's gaze flicked back to Zurg. Search the planet for Electriligos? The demon gave a thoughtful rumble at the notion, but ultimately declined. "If the Lawrence I had seen in the mountains is false, then so too would be the locomotogephor. Even with their long ages, Electriligos and his kin were never able to harness the potential of planar energies..." A conundrum if the prince had seen one, though his brow lifted as something came to mind. "However, I would be interested in a search of the village. If there is an entity still alive in that place, could they be found?" So long as they were so far away from the village, perhaps whatever was in there would not expect such a long distance investigation. That is, if Zurg's ability could go so far without the use of a description.
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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Lawrence on Wed Oct 16, 2013 9:43 pm

    When Prixlezub finally spoke of the date of his misadventure in the village of Lochlaan, Lawrence briefly searched through his memory banks for what exactly he had been doing at the time. It didn't take long at all, really. "Two days ago, around sunset? I was helping Zurg prepare dinner, as I usually do at that time."

    Thankfully, after a bit more talking back and forth between Zurg and Prixlezub, it looked like Lawrence's innocence was finally proven. At the prince's admission, the butler sighed a bit in relief. Thank goodness for that, even as angry as being accused of that made him, he didn't really want to have to kill the demon in self-defense. Though with his innocence, it would seem there was a new problem, the thought of something in that sleepy little village being able to read people's memories and use them as weapons. To think that a citizen might have that kind of ability...? Lawrence still kind of wanted to nuke the place from orbit, even as futile as that might be.

    Prixlezub realized that if the copy of Lawrence he saw was a fake, then the same probably went for the other demon he mentioned. However, he still wanted to see if anything else might be living in Lochlaan. The butler wasn't sure Zurg's ability would help them out here, though it possibly could discern whether something was still in the city.
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    Re: Cloak and Daggerfang

    Post by Zurg on Thu Oct 17, 2013 3:59 pm

    Two days ago... Lawrence had already stated what they had done two days ago, so the monarch so no benefit in repeating. "What the ISOs have reported must be true," Zurg said. Guess the sleepy village of Lochlann had some truth to its rumours after all. Things were much more dire, however. "What? How could someone possibly know of sensitive materials on more than a whim?" The monarch certainly never leaked a syllable and neither did his friend. Jo wasn't the sort to go airing someone's dirty laundry, either. Kev, on the other hand... "Even if Kev did blab about, you would have already been made aware of it. Secrecy is not Kev's strong suit, you realize." No, it must be someone able to either: A), know how to mine for secrets; or B), employ some sort of mind manipulation in funneling what they wanted from the rest.  Either way, that did not spell good tidings for the citizens of Portal Breach.

    "As much as I would suggest ridding the world of this unknown menace, Prixlezub is right. If I destroyed the town of Lochlann without provocation, then our mysterious entity will be alert. There is also the fact that Lochlann will refresh itself and then the problem will simply start anew." What a good orbital blast wouldn't cure, though. It would also seem that searching for Prixlezub's attacker would prove futile; illusions could not be traced, logically. The owner, however, was fair game.

    The monarch thought for a moment, idly considering their options. "Hmm... It will be hard, certainly. Asking the Eighth a question with no exact query in mind will prove... difficult." It could still be done. Rising to his feet, Zurg dusted the sand off his robes and started to make way for the nearby grasslands. "This way," he beckoned for both butler and demon to follow. "I cannot ask a question on sand - it is far too loose and aqueous. Come with me to soil and we shall see where the Eighth will take me." It was not a far walk, besides. Perhaps five minutes or more, but Zurg was not troubled. He crossed the distance without much ceremony and internally enjoyed the feeling of dirt beneath his soles as opposed to the grainy texture of sand. Something stable, finally... "Alright, I will require you both to be absolutely silent," he instructed them. Asking questions was a very taxing process and one needed every ounce of concentration to spend. "I may not be responsive for a while, but that is normal. I do warn you that this may take longer than half an hour. We will have to see."

    And so, important words parted, Zurg proceeded to sit down upon a green patch of grass and calmly close his eyes. With both feet firmly planted against the earth and body relaxing, they may soon have their answer. Just give him some time...


    Asking the Eighth: flipping a coin to see if Zurg detects anything in the sleepy village of Lochlann.

    --MISS: nothing and will be extremely tired
    --HIT: will sense something, also extremely tired


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