Reblog with 3 GIFs of fictional characters you most associate with your OC!
The Medic - Team Fortress 2
Both of these men are men you DONāT want operating on you. Both lost their medical licenses, both do experiments on their patients that are probably (or definitely, take your pick), not legal. Both are mildly insane.Ā
Tamaki Souh - Ouran High School Host Club
Much like the Princely Tamaki, Maurussus considers himself the pinnacle of the Male gender, and as such, believes he can entertain any woman he chooses. Like Tamaki, he also loves deeply, and when he chooses one person he truly loves, he would do anything for them.
Rick Sanchez - Rick and Morty
Maurususs and Rick are both individuals that have traveled inbetween Dimensions, however their sources are different. Both have a healthy disregard for Mythical Beings and beings that are technically above them in power, and both are raging alcoholics and terrible influences on their significant others, families and more.
Maurussus chuckles at the Doctorās phrasing of his predicament earlier,Ā āā¦ Honestly? My hobbies arenāt that interesting. Mostly, I study magic, push the limits, and make weapons of some form. I occasionally help my son study magic, since my most current kids are varied and most donāt want anything to do with me.ā He says with a shrug,Ā āAside from that, Iām mostly just drinking and in my laboratory.ā
Kate smiles warmlyĀ āYou must be a great dad, I want kids one day myself.ā The Doctor rubs the back of his neckĀ āYouāre going to think me terribly boring but I love to read as passtime, adventure novels, stories about sword fights and princes in disguise!ā The Shalādorei laughed.
He scratches the back of his head, looking immensely guilty,Ā āIf you asked most of my kids, theyād say I was Kilājaeden incarnate, and the worst thing to ever happen to themā¦ and theyāre probably right. I wasnāt there for most of their livesā¦ Some hate me outright, others have grown to tentatively trust meā¦ only the youngest ones seem to give a shitā¦ā He mutters,Ā āThough, if you like reading, Iāll introduce you to my buddy, Zas. His family maintains a Manor out in Eversong, and has this huge-ass library. Theyāve got every book you could conceivably want to read.ā
āIād love to see it!ā Kate smiled brightly his eyes sparkling. Rubbing the back of his neck he saysĀ āI only have my mother and a brother Iāve not spoken with for a very long time. My mother is fond of me, despite the mistakes Iāve made so I canāt really judge you if youāve mad any, family is an odd thing manage.ā
āYou think I wouldāve gotten it right by marriage two or three... but I was wrong.ā He says with a shrug,Ā āBut youāll love it. Theyāve got books on everything! Magic, History, Adventure, Romance, Strategy... if you can think of a category, theyāve got it.ā
Maurussus chuckles at the Doctorās phrasing of his predicament earlier,Ā āā¦ Honestly? My hobbies arenāt that interesting. Mostly, I study magic, push the limits, and make weapons of some form. I occasionally help my son study magic, since my most current kids are varied and most donāt want anything to do with me.ā He says with a shrug,Ā āAside from that, Iām mostly just drinking and in my laboratory.ā
Kate smiles warmlyĀ āYou must be a great dad, I want kids one day myself.ā The Doctor rubs the back of his neckĀ āYouāre going to think me terribly boring but I love to read as passtime, adventure novels, stories about sword fights and princes in disguise!ā The Shalādorei laughed.
He scratches the back of his head, looking immensely guilty,Ā āIf you asked most of my kids, theyād say I was Kilājaeden incarnate, and the worst thing to ever happen to them... and theyāre probably right. I wasnāt there for most of their lives... Some hate me outright, others have grown to tentatively trust me... only the youngest ones seem to give a shit...ā He mutters,Ā āThough, if you like reading, Iāll introduce you to my buddy, Zas. His family maintains a Manor out in Eversong, and has this huge-ass library. Theyāve got every book you could conceivably want to read.ā
Maurussus chuckles at the Doctorās phrasing of his predicament earlier,Ā ā... Honestly? My hobbies arenāt that interesting. Mostly, I study magic, push the limits, and make weapons of some form. I occasionally help my son study magic, since my most current kids are varied and most donāt want anything to do with me.ā He says with a shrug,Ā āAside from that, Iām mostly just drinking and in my laboratory.ā
A cold air fills the clinic as an elf stumbles in, clutching his shoulder, his left arm seeming to fade in and out of existence. There seems to be something off about him, not including the phasing arm, his movements seem jerky and disconnected. He has shock blonde hair, and pale skin, and the soft clunk of metal can be heard when he takes a step with his right leg. "Hello?" He calls out.
Kate was busy working on some paperwork when he heard someone call out, he moved to see who it was an on seeing the manās situation moved to help him, not touching the phasing armĀ āOh Elune, youāre going to be okay I promise.ā
Despite what appeared to be massive pain, the man chuckles,Ā āIām never okay, just varying degrees of less fucked upā¦ā He mutters, as he stumbles,Ā āYou a doctor?ā He inquires, not judging, but just making sure,Ā āBecause I need some help, badā¦ Donāt know how much you know about Void butā¦ā He coughs, and is steadied by Kate.
āAh, not much but I am a doctor yes, come with me sir.ā The Shalādorei would help him into an exam room and make him sit on the exam table and then heād sayĀ āI am Katyr but friends call meĀ āKateā this is my clinic. Now tell me is it okay if I touch you? I might need to depending on your ailmentā¦if this could be -called- one.ā
Sitting on the Exam table, it was easier to get a better look at Maurussus, his clothes looked like Mages clothes, the outermost layer being a labcoat, with a pair of goggles hidden in his disheveled blonde hair. He definitely looked tired, his posture slumping, as if one was on the verge of exhaustion.
āItās fineā¦ā He mutters as he shakes himself awake again,Ā āNice to meetcha Kateā¦ Iām Maur.ā He says, clutching the table for balance.
Kate moves closer to examine him, his hands were gentle and he did everything with great care.Ā āYou need to keep talking to me as I do this, so Maur, what do you do?ā The Doctor went to get some supplies and tools from a nearby cabinet. The Doctorās night outfit was a simple set of little more than rags, clothes able to be dirtied and tossed if needed.
Maurussus sat, barely focusing,Ā āIām a Doctor too, sort ofā¦ I make weapons, build thingsā¦ā He mutters trying his hardest to remain conscious as he slaps himself awake with his good arm,Ā āMostly, I build things to sellā¦ engineering things, or occasionally potions and tincturesā¦ā
āAlright, your issues seem to be magic in nature soā¦do you have any idea how to handle this? I could use my magic but it might be strong enough.ā The Doctor pondered something and saidĀ āIām going to do something a bit odd, just trust me okay?ā The Shalādorei would hover a hand over the oddly phasing arm and thenā¦sing, in Shalassian. After a few moments a silver light would emit from his palm and if it worked, cleanse any curse or dark magic harming the man while also healing small wounds.
Maur shakes his head, as the light begins to cleanse some of the magic from the arm, however, as it stopped phasing, it was obvious that the arm wasnāt coming back completely. In fact, the entire arm seemed to be composed of void energy, and when Kate cleansed it, it became clear that the Doctor had done this to himself intentionally. The Magic healed some small wounds near the base of the shoulder, the metal pieces there showing some signs of infection.
āHm, this seems as if you did this to yourself.ā Kate says lowly, moving to take some ointment from his cabinets heād sayĀ āWhy? Why would you put yourself through this?ā Kate would the ointment to the skin around the metal pieces.Ā āThatās the best I can do for now, youāre going to have to stay the night and let me watch over you.āĀ
He winces when the ointment is applied, the nerves still active around it,Ā āI wanted to see if it was possible, to fabricate limbs using magic.ā Maur says, looking away from the doctor,Ā āMy Wife isnātā¦ around at the moment, and unfortunately, sheās the one who kept me in check.ā He adds, as he lifts the hem of his right leg, showing the metal leg,Ā āI had something like this there before I tried thisā¦ā He mutters,Ā āIt seemed like a good idea at the time.ā
Kateās expression softens almost immediately as he goes to examine the leg sayingĀ āDoes this hurt too? Elune, you really should be kinder to yourself.ā The Doctor gently pat his good shoulder and saidĀ āIāll have you stay like I said but I think you should have a warm meal as well, Iām going to be taking care of you tonight.āĀ
He shakes his head,Ā āNothing I can do about the pain in the leg.ā He says with a shrug as he moves to stand, looking around,Ā āDo you have any bandages? Likeā¦ Enough to coverā¦ this?ā He says, as he raises the void-arm, the energy bubbling away, and inconsistent.Ā
Kate sighsĀ āIf you think itāll workā¦one second.ā The Doctor takes out several rolls of gauze and begins the task of trying to contain the weird magical void armĀ āIām sorry about your wife, I was never married but Iā¦lost someone too, in a way.ā Every action the Doctor takes is with great care.
As Kate wraps the arm, Maur grabs a quill from the satchel on his waist, the tip dipped in what appeared to be blood, and he begins to write on the bandages. The Runes were varying, between several different magical schools, and a few that one might not even recognize. As Kate and Maur finished, the arm began to convulse, before steadying,Ā āHeh.. No my wife is still around. Sheās justā¦ not in the city anymore. Hasnāt been for a bit, and probably wonāt be able to come home for a while.ā He says as he tests the arm, now wrapped in bandages, and settled. It seemed to be as responsive as a normal human arm.
āAh, well Iām glad sheās alive, she must be quite pretty, hopefully I can meet her.ā The Doctor moves to take some replacement clothes out of a nearby dresser and saysĀ āPut these on please, Iāll give you some privacy and come to back to bring you to my kitchen so I can feed ya.ā
Kateās clinic was painted a calming blue except for his living area, that was a bright pink.Ā āDone then? Letās go put a warm meal it that tummy of yours!ā The Doctor if allowed would gently lead him into the kitchen and sit him at the kitchen table.
The Shalādorei would dig through his cabinets and cupboards to pull out, steak, a pan, some eggs and a plate and fork.Ā āYouāre having steak and eggs. Need to put some meat on your bones.ā Kate giggled.
After a few moments of frying on the top of his ruby red stove the food was done and he plated it and served it to the man, moving over to his cabinet he pulled out a small bottle of wine, giving it to the man as well.
Sitting at the kitchen table, Maurussus couldnāt help but chuckle,Ā āYou know, Kateā¦ Youāre caring, and..ā He takes a bite of the steak,Ā āA darn good cook. Itās a wonder to me how youāre not seeing someone, unless Iām reading things wrong.ā He says as he continues to eat.
āBack home, food like this wouldāve been amazing to come home to. I was an adventurer, at one point. Iād often eat whatever I could catchā¦ Sometimes it was roasted rabbit, sometimes a few fish, maybe some shrimp if I got lucky.ā He says as he sips the wine,Ā āYou seemā¦ I donāt knowā¦ More Innocent than anyone Iāve met on Azeroth or back home.ā
Kate laughsĀ āI uh, am not really sought after for anything serious relationship wise.ā Pushing some hair behind his ear he saysĀ āIām not innocent I just detest rudeness is those that should know better.ā The Doctor shrugsĀ āI just try and be force of good in this world.ā
Maurussus canāt help but stifle a laugh,Ā āWell... Then you keep doing that. Maybe one day itāll rub off on the world.ā He says as he sips the wine, glancing over at the Doctor,Ā āThough... Thereās a bit too much evil in the world, you know. Nothing ever changes because people donāt let it. The only thing Evil requires is that good people do nothing. Hence this neverending war, hence Suramar, Fel... Most of the worlds problems are because good people acted too late.ā He says with a shrug,Ā āUnfortunately, I donāt see that changing anytime soon.ā
A cold air fills the clinic as an elf stumbles in, clutching his shoulder, his left arm seeming to fade in and out of existence. There seems to be something off about him, not including the phasing arm, his movements seem jerky and disconnected. He has shock blonde hair, and pale skin, and the soft clunk of metal can be heard when he takes a step with his right leg. "Hello?" He calls out.
Kate was busy working on some paperwork when he heard someone call out, he moved to see who it was an on seeing the manās situation moved to help him, not touching the phasing armĀ āOh Elune, youāre going to be okay I promise.ā
Despite what appeared to be massive pain, the man chuckles,Ā āIām never okay, just varying degrees of less fucked upā¦ā He mutters, as he stumbles,Ā āYou a doctor?ā He inquires, not judging, but just making sure,Ā āBecause I need some help, badā¦ Donāt know how much you know about Void butā¦ā He coughs, and is steadied by Kate.
āAh, not much but I am a doctor yes, come with me sir.ā The Shalādorei would help him into an exam room and make him sit on the exam table and then heād sayĀ āI am Katyr but friends call meĀ āKateā this is my clinic. Now tell me is it okay if I touch you? I might need to depending on your ailmentā¦if this could be -called- one.ā
Sitting on the Exam table, it was easier to get a better look at Maurussus, his clothes looked like Mages clothes, the outermost layer being a labcoat, with a pair of goggles hidden in his disheveled blonde hair. He definitely looked tired, his posture slumping, as if one was on the verge of exhaustion.
āItās fineā¦ā He mutters as he shakes himself awake again,Ā āNice to meetcha Kateā¦ Iām Maur.ā He says, clutching the table for balance.
Kate moves closer to examine him, his hands were gentle and he did everything with great care.Ā āYou need to keep talking to me as I do this, so Maur, what do you do?ā The Doctor went to get some supplies and tools from a nearby cabinet. The Doctorās night outfit was a simple set of little more than rags, clothes able to be dirtied and tossed if needed.
Maurussus sat, barely focusing,Ā āIām a Doctor too, sort ofā¦ I make weapons, build thingsā¦ā He mutters trying his hardest to remain conscious as he slaps himself awake with his good arm,Ā āMostly, I build things to sellā¦ engineering things, or occasionally potions and tincturesā¦ā
āAlright, your issues seem to be magic in nature soā¦do you have any idea how to handle this? I could use my magic but it might be strong enough.ā The Doctor pondered something and saidĀ āIām going to do something a bit odd, just trust me okay?ā The Shalādorei would hover a hand over the oddly phasing arm and thenā¦sing, in Shalassian. After a few moments a silver light would emit from his palm and if it worked, cleanse any curse or dark magic harming the man while also healing small wounds.
Maur shakes his head, as the light begins to cleanse some of the magic from the arm, however, as it stopped phasing, it was obvious that the arm wasnāt coming back completely. In fact, the entire arm seemed to be composed of void energy, and when Kate cleansed it, it became clear that the Doctor had done this to himself intentionally. The Magic healed some small wounds near the base of the shoulder, the metal pieces there showing some signs of infection.
āHm, this seems as if you did this to yourself.ā Kate says lowly, moving to take some ointment from his cabinets heād sayĀ āWhy? Why would you put yourself through this?ā Kate would the ointment to the skin around the metal pieces.Ā āThatās the best I can do for now, youāre going to have to stay the night and let me watch over you.āĀ
He winces when the ointment is applied, the nerves still active around it,Ā āI wanted to see if it was possible, to fabricate limbs using magic.ā Maur says, looking away from the doctor,Ā āMy Wife isnātā¦ around at the moment, and unfortunately, sheās the one who kept me in check.ā He adds, as he lifts the hem of his right leg, showing the metal leg,Ā āI had something like this there before I tried thisā¦ā He mutters,Ā āIt seemed like a good idea at the time.ā
Kateās expression softens almost immediately as he goes to examine the leg sayingĀ āDoes this hurt too? Elune, you really should be kinder to yourself.ā The Doctor gently pat his good shoulder and saidĀ āIāll have you stay like I said but I think you should have a warm meal as well, Iām going to be taking care of you tonight.āĀ
He shakes his head,Ā āNothing I can do about the pain in the leg.ā He says with a shrug as he moves to stand, looking around,Ā āDo you have any bandages? Likeā¦ Enough to coverā¦ this?ā He says, as he raises the void-arm, the energy bubbling away, and inconsistent.Ā
Kate sighsĀ āIf you think itāll workā¦one second.ā The Doctor takes out several rolls of gauze and begins the task of trying to contain the weird magical void armĀ āIām sorry about your wife, I was never married but Iā¦lost someone too, in a way.ā Every action the Doctor takes is with great care.
As Kate wraps the arm, Maur grabs a quill from the satchel on his waist, the tip dipped in what appeared to be blood, and he begins to write on the bandages. The Runes were varying, between several different magical schools, and a few that one might not even recognize. As Kate and Maur finished, the arm began to convulse, before steadying,Ā āHeh.. No my wife is still around. Sheās justā¦ not in the city anymore. Hasnāt been for a bit, and probably wonāt be able to come home for a while.ā He says as he tests the arm, now wrapped in bandages, and settled. It seemed to be as responsive as a normal human arm.
āAh, well Iām glad sheās alive, she must be quite pretty, hopefully I can meet her.ā The Doctor moves to take some replacement clothes out of a nearby dresser and saysĀ āPut these on please, Iāll give you some privacy and come to back to bring you to my kitchen so I can feed ya.ā
Kateās clinic was painted a calming blue except for his living area, that was a bright pink.Ā āDone then? Letās go put a warm meal it that tummy of yours!ā The Doctor if allowed would gently lead him into the kitchen and sit him at the kitchen table.
The Shalādorei would dig through his cabinets and cupboards to pull out, steak, a pan, some eggs and a plate and fork.Ā āYouāre having steak and eggs. Need to put some meat on your bones.ā Kate giggled.
After a few moments of frying on the top of his ruby red stove the food was done and he plated it and served it to the man, moving over to his cabinet he pulled out a small bottle of wine, giving it to the man as well.
Sitting at the kitchen table, Maurussus couldnāt help but chuckle,Ā āYou know, Kate... Youāre caring, and..ā He takes a bite of the steak,Ā āA darn good cook. Itās a wonder to me how youāre not seeing someone, unless Iām reading things wrong.ā He says as he continues to eat.
āBack home, food like this wouldāve been amazing to come home to. I was an adventurer, at one point. Iād often eat whatever I could catch... Sometimes it was roasted rabbit, sometimes a few fish, maybe some shrimp if I got lucky.ā He says as he sips the wine,Ā āYou seem... I donāt know... More Innocent than anyone Iāve met on Azeroth or back home.ā
A cold air fills the clinic as an elf stumbles in, clutching his shoulder, his left arm seeming to fade in and out of existence. There seems to be something off about him, not including the phasing arm, his movements seem jerky and disconnected. He has shock blonde hair, and pale skin, and the soft clunk of metal can be heard when he takes a step with his right leg. "Hello?" He calls out.
Kate was busy working on some paperwork when he heard someone call out, he moved to see who it was an on seeing the manās situation moved to help him, not touching the phasing armĀ āOh Elune, youāre going to be okay I promise.ā
Despite what appeared to be massive pain, the man chuckles,Ā āIām never okay, just varying degrees of less fucked upā¦ā He mutters, as he stumbles,Ā āYou a doctor?ā He inquires, not judging, but just making sure,Ā āBecause I need some help, badā¦ Donāt know how much you know about Void butā¦ā He coughs, and is steadied by Kate.
āAh, not much but I am a doctor yes, come with me sir.ā The Shalādorei would help him into an exam room and make him sit on the exam table and then heād sayĀ āI am Katyr but friends call meĀ āKateā this is my clinic. Now tell me is it okay if I touch you? I might need to depending on your ailmentā¦if this could be -called- one.ā
Sitting on the Exam table, it was easier to get a better look at Maurussus, his clothes looked like Mages clothes, the outermost layer being a labcoat, with a pair of goggles hidden in his disheveled blonde hair. He definitely looked tired, his posture slumping, as if one was on the verge of exhaustion.
āItās fineā¦ā He mutters as he shakes himself awake again,Ā āNice to meetcha Kateā¦ Iām Maur.ā He says, clutching the table for balance.
Kate moves closer to examine him, his hands were gentle and he did everything with great care.Ā āYou need to keep talking to me as I do this, so Maur, what do you do?ā The Doctor went to get some supplies and tools from a nearby cabinet. The Doctorās night outfit was a simple set of little more than rags, clothes able to be dirtied and tossed if needed.
Maurussus sat, barely focusing,Ā āIām a Doctor too, sort ofā¦ I make weapons, build thingsā¦ā He mutters trying his hardest to remain conscious as he slaps himself awake with his good arm,Ā āMostly, I build things to sellā¦ engineering things, or occasionally potions and tincturesā¦ā
āAlright, your issues seem to be magic in nature soā¦do you have any idea how to handle this? I could use my magic but it might be strong enough.ā The Doctor pondered something and saidĀ āIām going to do something a bit odd, just trust me okay?ā The Shalādorei would hover a hand over the oddly phasing arm and thenā¦sing, in Shalassian. After a few moments a silver light would emit from his palm and if it worked, cleanse any curse or dark magic harming the man while also healing small wounds.
Maur shakes his head, as the light begins to cleanse some of the magic from the arm, however, as it stopped phasing, it was obvious that the arm wasnāt coming back completely. In fact, the entire arm seemed to be composed of void energy, and when Kate cleansed it, it became clear that the Doctor had done this to himself intentionally. The Magic healed some small wounds near the base of the shoulder, the metal pieces there showing some signs of infection.
āHm, this seems as if you did this to yourself.ā Kate says lowly, moving to take some ointment from his cabinets heād sayĀ āWhy? Why would you put yourself through this?ā Kate would the ointment to the skin around the metal pieces.Ā āThatās the best I can do for now, youāre going to have to stay the night and let me watch over you.āĀ
He winces when the ointment is applied, the nerves still active around it,Ā āI wanted to see if it was possible, to fabricate limbs using magic.ā Maur says, looking away from the doctor,Ā āMy Wife isnātā¦ around at the moment, and unfortunately, sheās the one who kept me in check.ā He adds, as he lifts the hem of his right leg, showing the metal leg,Ā āI had something like this there before I tried thisā¦ā He mutters,Ā āIt seemed like a good idea at the time.ā
Kateās expression softens almost immediately as he goes to examine the leg sayingĀ āDoes this hurt too? Elune, you really should be kinder to yourself.ā The Doctor gently pat his good shoulder and saidĀ āIāll have you stay like I said but I think you should have a warm meal as well, Iām going to be taking care of you tonight.āĀ
He shakes his head,Ā āNothing I can do about the pain in the leg.ā He says with a shrug as he moves to stand, looking around,Ā āDo you have any bandages? Likeā¦ Enough to coverā¦ this?ā He says, as he raises the void-arm, the energy bubbling away, and inconsistent.Ā
Kate sighsĀ āIf you think itāll workā¦one second.ā The Doctor takes out several rolls of gauze and begins the task of trying to contain the weird magical void armĀ āIām sorry about your wife, I was never married but Iā¦lost someone too, in a way.ā Every action the Doctor takes is with great care.
As Kate wraps the arm, Maur grabs a quill from the satchel on his waist, the tip dipped in what appeared to be blood, and he begins to write on the bandages. The Runes were varying, between several different magical schools, and a few that one might not even recognize. As Kate and Maur finished, the arm began to convulse, before steadying,Ā āHeh.. No my wife is still around. Sheās justā¦ not in the city anymore. Hasnāt been for a bit, and probably wonāt be able to come home for a while.ā He says as he tests the arm, now wrapped in bandages, and settled. It seemed to be as responsive as a normal human arm.
āAh, well Iām glad sheās alive, she must be quite pretty, hopefully I can meet her.ā The Doctor moves to take some replacement clothes out of a nearby dresser and saysĀ āPut these on please, Iāll give you some privacy and come to back to bring you to my kitchen so I can feed ya.ā
A cold air fills the clinic as an elf stumbles in, clutching his shoulder, his left arm seeming to fade in and out of existence. There seems to be something off about him, not including the phasing arm, his movements seem jerky and disconnected. He has shock blonde hair, and pale skin, and the soft clunk of metal can be heard when he takes a step with his right leg. "Hello?" He calls out.
Kate was busy working on some paperwork when he heard someone call out, he moved to see who it was an on seeing the manās situation moved to help him, not touching the phasing armĀ āOh Elune, youāre going to be okay I promise.ā
Despite what appeared to be massive pain, the man chuckles,Ā āIām never okay, just varying degrees of less fucked upā¦ā He mutters, as he stumbles,Ā āYou a doctor?ā He inquires, not judging, but just making sure,Ā āBecause I need some help, badā¦ Donāt know how much you know about Void butā¦ā He coughs, and is steadied by Kate.
āAh, not much but I am a doctor yes, come with me sir.ā The Shalādorei would help him into an exam room and make him sit on the exam table and then heād sayĀ āI am Katyr but friends call meĀ āKateā this is my clinic. Now tell me is it okay if I touch you? I might need to depending on your ailmentā¦if this could be -called- one.ā
Sitting on the Exam table, it was easier to get a better look at Maurussus, his clothes looked like Mages clothes, the outermost layer being a labcoat, with a pair of goggles hidden in his disheveled blonde hair. He definitely looked tired, his posture slumping, as if one was on the verge of exhaustion.
āItās fineā¦ā He mutters as he shakes himself awake again,Ā āNice to meetcha Kateā¦ Iām Maur.ā He says, clutching the table for balance.
Kate moves closer to examine him, his hands were gentle and he did everything with great care.Ā āYou need to keep talking to me as I do this, so Maur, what do you do?ā The Doctor went to get some supplies and tools from a nearby cabinet. The Doctorās night outfit was a simple set of little more than rags, clothes able to be dirtied and tossed if needed.
Maurussus sat, barely focusing,Ā āIām a Doctor too, sort ofā¦ I make weapons, build thingsā¦ā He mutters trying his hardest to remain conscious as he slaps himself awake with his good arm,Ā āMostly, I build things to sellā¦ engineering things, or occasionally potions and tincturesā¦ā
āAlright, your issues seem to be magic in nature soā¦do you have any idea how to handle this? I could use my magic but it might be strong enough.ā The Doctor pondered something and saidĀ āIām going to do something a bit odd, just trust me okay?ā The Shalādorei would hover a hand over the oddly phasing arm and thenā¦sing, in Shalassian. After a few moments a silver light would emit from his palm and if it worked, cleanse any curse or dark magic harming the man while also healing small wounds.
Maur shakes his head, as the light begins to cleanse some of the magic from the arm, however, as it stopped phasing, it was obvious that the arm wasnāt coming back completely. In fact, the entire arm seemed to be composed of void energy, and when Kate cleansed it, it became clear that the Doctor had done this to himself intentionally. The Magic healed some small wounds near the base of the shoulder, the metal pieces there showing some signs of infection.
āHm, this seems as if you did this to yourself.ā Kate says lowly, moving to take some ointment from his cabinets heād sayĀ āWhy? Why would you put yourself through this?ā Kate would the ointment to the skin around the metal pieces.Ā āThatās the best I can do for now, youāre going to have to stay the night and let me watch over you.āĀ
He winces when the ointment is applied, the nerves still active around it,Ā āI wanted to see if it was possible, to fabricate limbs using magic.ā Maur says, looking away from the doctor,Ā āMy Wife isnātā¦ around at the moment, and unfortunately, sheās the one who kept me in check.ā He adds, as he lifts the hem of his right leg, showing the metal leg,Ā āI had something like this there before I tried thisā¦ā He mutters,Ā āIt seemed like a good idea at the time.ā
Kateās expression softens almost immediately as he goes to examine the leg sayingĀ āDoes this hurt too? Elune, you really should be kinder to yourself.ā The Doctor gently pat his good shoulder and saidĀ āIāll have you stay like I said but I think you should have a warm meal as well, Iām going to be taking care of you tonight.āĀ
He shakes his head,Ā āNothing I can do about the pain in the leg.ā He says with a shrug as he moves to stand, looking around,Ā āDo you have any bandages? Likeā¦ Enough to coverā¦ this?ā He says, as he raises the void-arm, the energy bubbling away, and inconsistent.Ā
Kate sighsĀ āIf you think itāll workā¦one second.ā The Doctor takes out several rolls of gauze and begins the task of trying to contain the weird magical void armĀ āIām sorry about your wife, I was never married but Iā¦lost someone too, in a way.ā Every action the Doctor takes is with great care.
As Kate wraps the arm, Maur grabs a quill from the satchel on his waist, the tip dipped in what appeared to be blood, and he begins to write on the bandages. The Runes were varying, between several different magical schools, and a few that one might not even recognize. As Kate and Maur finished, the arm began to convulse, before steadying,Ā āHeh.. No my wife is still around. Sheās just... not in the city anymore. Hasnāt been for a bit, and probably wonāt be able to come home for a while.ā He says as he tests the arm, now wrapped in bandages, and settled. It seemed to be as responsive as a normal human arm.
A cold air fills the clinic as an elf stumbles in, clutching his shoulder, his left arm seeming to fade in and out of existence. There seems to be something off about him, not including the phasing arm, his movements seem jerky and disconnected. He has shock blonde hair, and pale skin, and the soft clunk of metal can be heard when he takes a step with his right leg. "Hello?" He calls out.
Kate was busy working on some paperwork when he heard someone call out, he moved to see who it was an on seeing the manās situation moved to help him, not touching the phasing armĀ āOh Elune, youāre going to be okay I promise.ā
Despite what appeared to be massive pain, the man chuckles,Ā āIām never okay, just varying degrees of less fucked upā¦ā He mutters, as he stumbles,Ā āYou a doctor?ā He inquires, not judging, but just making sure,Ā āBecause I need some help, badā¦ Donāt know how much you know about Void butā¦ā He coughs, and is steadied by Kate.
āAh, not much but I am a doctor yes, come with me sir.ā The Shalādorei would help him into an exam room and make him sit on the exam table and then heād sayĀ āI am Katyr but friends call meĀ āKateā this is my clinic. Now tell me is it okay if I touch you? I might need to depending on your ailmentā¦if this could be -called- one.ā
Sitting on the Exam table, it was easier to get a better look at Maurussus, his clothes looked like Mages clothes, the outermost layer being a labcoat, with a pair of goggles hidden in his disheveled blonde hair. He definitely looked tired, his posture slumping, as if one was on the verge of exhaustion.
āItās fineā¦ā He mutters as he shakes himself awake again,Ā āNice to meetcha Kateā¦ Iām Maur.ā He says, clutching the table for balance.
Kate moves closer to examine him, his hands were gentle and he did everything with great care.Ā āYou need to keep talking to me as I do this, so Maur, what do you do?ā The Doctor went to get some supplies and tools from a nearby cabinet. The Doctorās night outfit was a simple set of little more than rags, clothes able to be dirtied and tossed if needed.
Maurussus sat, barely focusing,Ā āIām a Doctor too, sort ofā¦ I make weapons, build thingsā¦ā He mutters trying his hardest to remain conscious as he slaps himself awake with his good arm,Ā āMostly, I build things to sellā¦ engineering things, or occasionally potions and tincturesā¦ā
āAlright, your issues seem to be magic in nature soā¦do you have any idea how to handle this? I could use my magic but it might be strong enough.ā The Doctor pondered something and saidĀ āIām going to do something a bit odd, just trust me okay?ā The Shalādorei would hover a hand over the oddly phasing arm and thenā¦sing, in Shalassian. After a few moments a silver light would emit from his palm and if it worked, cleanse any curse or dark magic harming the man while also healing small wounds.
Maur shakes his head, as the light begins to cleanse some of the magic from the arm, however, as it stopped phasing, it was obvious that the arm wasnāt coming back completely. In fact, the entire arm seemed to be composed of void energy, and when Kate cleansed it, it became clear that the Doctor had done this to himself intentionally. The Magic healed some small wounds near the base of the shoulder, the metal pieces there showing some signs of infection.
āHm, this seems as if you did this to yourself.ā Kate says lowly, moving to take some ointment from his cabinets heād sayĀ āWhy? Why would you put yourself through this?ā Kate would the ointment to the skin around the metal pieces.Ā āThatās the best I can do for now, youāre going to have to stay the night and let me watch over you.āĀ
He winces when the ointment is applied, the nerves still active around it,Ā āI wanted to see if it was possible, to fabricate limbs using magic.ā Maur says, looking away from the doctor,Ā āMy Wife isnātā¦ around at the moment, and unfortunately, sheās the one who kept me in check.ā He adds, as he lifts the hem of his right leg, showing the metal leg,Ā āI had something like this there before I tried thisā¦ā He mutters,Ā āIt seemed like a good idea at the time.ā
Kateās expression softens almost immediately as he goes to examine the leg sayingĀ āDoes this hurt too? Elune, you really should be kinder to yourself.ā The Doctor gently pat his good shoulder and saidĀ āIāll have you stay like I said but I think you should have a warm meal as well, Iām going to be taking care of you tonight.āĀ
He shakes his head,Ā āNothing I can do about the pain in the leg.ā He says with a shrug as he moves to stand, looking around,Ā āDo you have any bandages? Like... Enough to cover... this?ā He says, as he raises the void-arm, the energy bubbling away, and inconsistent.Ā
A cold air fills the clinic as an elf stumbles in, clutching his shoulder, his left arm seeming to fade in and out of existence. There seems to be something off about him, not including the phasing arm, his movements seem jerky and disconnected. He has shock blonde hair, and pale skin, and the soft clunk of metal can be heard when he takes a step with his right leg. "Hello?" He calls out.
Kate was busy working on some paperwork when he heard someone call out, he moved to see who it was an on seeing the manās situation moved to help him, not touching the phasing armĀ āOh Elune, youāre going to be okay I promise.ā
Despite what appeared to be massive pain, the man chuckles,Ā āIām never okay, just varying degrees of less fucked upā¦ā He mutters, as he stumbles,Ā āYou a doctor?ā He inquires, not judging, but just making sure,Ā āBecause I need some help, badā¦ Donāt know how much you know about Void butā¦ā He coughs, and is steadied by Kate.
āAh, not much but I am a doctor yes, come with me sir.ā The Shalādorei would help him into an exam room and make him sit on the exam table and then heād sayĀ āI am Katyr but friends call meĀ āKateā this is my clinic. Now tell me is it okay if I touch you? I might need to depending on your ailmentā¦if this could be -called- one.ā
Sitting on the Exam table, it was easier to get a better look at Maurussus, his clothes looked like Mages clothes, the outermost layer being a labcoat, with a pair of goggles hidden in his disheveled blonde hair. He definitely looked tired, his posture slumping, as if one was on the verge of exhaustion.
āItās fineā¦ā He mutters as he shakes himself awake again,Ā āNice to meetcha Kateā¦ Iām Maur.ā He says, clutching the table for balance.
Kate moves closer to examine him, his hands were gentle and he did everything with great care.Ā āYou need to keep talking to me as I do this, so Maur, what do you do?ā The Doctor went to get some supplies and tools from a nearby cabinet. The Doctorās night outfit was a simple set of little more than rags, clothes able to be dirtied and tossed if needed.
Maurussus sat, barely focusing,Ā āIām a Doctor too, sort ofā¦ I make weapons, build thingsā¦ā He mutters trying his hardest to remain conscious as he slaps himself awake with his good arm,Ā āMostly, I build things to sellā¦ engineering things, or occasionally potions and tincturesā¦ā
āAlright, your issues seem to be magic in nature soā¦do you have any idea how to handle this? I could use my magic but it might be strong enough.ā The Doctor pondered something and saidĀ āIām going to do something a bit odd, just trust me okay?ā The Shalādorei would hover a hand over the oddly phasing arm and thenā¦sing, in Shalassian. After a few moments a silver light would emit from his palm and if it worked, cleanse any curse or dark magic harming the man while also healing small wounds.
Maur shakes his head, as the light begins to cleanse some of the magic from the arm, however, as it stopped phasing, it was obvious that the arm wasnāt coming back completely. In fact, the entire arm seemed to be composed of void energy, and when Kate cleansed it, it became clear that the Doctor had done this to himself intentionally. The Magic healed some small wounds near the base of the shoulder, the metal pieces there showing some signs of infection.
āHm, this seems as if you did this to yourself.ā Kate says lowly, moving to take some ointment from his cabinets heād sayĀ āWhy? Why would you put yourself through this?ā Kate would the ointment to the skin around the metal pieces.Ā āThatās the best I can do for now, youāre going to have to stay the night and let me watch over you.āĀ
He winces when the ointment is applied, the nerves still active around it,Ā āI wanted to see if it was possible, to fabricate limbs using magic.ā Maur says, looking away from the doctor,Ā āMy Wife isnāt... around at the moment, and unfortunately, sheās the one who kept me in check.ā He adds, as he lifts the hem of his right leg, showing the metal leg,Ā āI had something like this there before I tried this...ā He mutters,Ā āIt seemed like a good idea at the time.ā
A cold air fills the clinic as an elf stumbles in, clutching his shoulder, his left arm seeming to fade in and out of existence. There seems to be something off about him, not including the phasing arm, his movements seem jerky and disconnected. He has shock blonde hair, and pale skin, and the soft clunk of metal can be heard when he takes a step with his right leg. "Hello?" He calls out.
Kate was busy working on some paperwork when he heard someone call out, he moved to see who it was an on seeing the manās situation moved to help him, not touching the phasing armĀ āOh Elune, youāre going to be okay I promise.ā
Despite what appeared to be massive pain, the man chuckles,Ā āIām never okay, just varying degrees of less fucked upā¦ā He mutters, as he stumbles,Ā āYou a doctor?ā He inquires, not judging, but just making sure,Ā āBecause I need some help, badā¦ Donāt know how much you know about Void butā¦ā He coughs, and is steadied by Kate.
āAh, not much but I am a doctor yes, come with me sir.ā The Shalādorei would help him into an exam room and make him sit on the exam table and then heād sayĀ āI am Katyr but friends call meĀ āKateā this is my clinic. Now tell me is it okay if I touch you? I might need to depending on your ailmentā¦if this could be -called- one.ā
Sitting on the Exam table, it was easier to get a better look at Maurussus, his clothes looked like Mages clothes, the outermost layer being a labcoat, with a pair of goggles hidden in his disheveled blonde hair. He definitely looked tired, his posture slumping, as if one was on the verge of exhaustion.
āItās fineā¦ā He mutters as he shakes himself awake again,Ā āNice to meetcha Kateā¦ Iām Maur.ā He says, clutching the table for balance.
Kate moves closer to examine him, his hands were gentle and he did everything with great care.Ā āYou need to keep talking to me as I do this, so Maur, what do you do?ā The Doctor went to get some supplies and tools from a nearby cabinet. The Doctorās night outfit was a simple set of little more than rags, clothes able to be dirtied and tossed if needed.
Maurussus sat, barely focusing,Ā āIām a Doctor too, sort ofā¦ I make weapons, build thingsā¦ā He mutters trying his hardest to remain conscious as he slaps himself awake with his good arm,Ā āMostly, I build things to sellā¦ engineering things, or occasionally potions and tincturesā¦ā
āAlright, your issues seem to be magic in nature soā¦do you have any idea how to handle this? I could use my magic but it might be strong enough.ā The Doctor pondered something and saidĀ āIām going to do something a bit odd, just trust me okay?ā The Shalādorei would hover a hand over the oddly phasing arm and thenā¦sing, in Shalassian. After a few moments a silver light would emit from his palm and if it worked, cleanse any curse or dark magic harming the man while also healing small wounds.
Maur shakes his head, as the light begins to cleanse some of the magic from the arm, however, as it stopped phasing, it was obvious that the arm wasnāt coming back completely. In fact, the entire arm seemed to be composed of void energy, and when Kate cleansed it, it became clear that the Doctor had done this to himself intentionally. The Magic healed some small wounds near the base of the shoulder, the metal pieces there showing some signs of infection.
A cold air fills the clinic as an elf stumbles in, clutching his shoulder, his left arm seeming to fade in and out of existence. There seems to be something off about him, not including the phasing arm, his movements seem jerky and disconnected. He has shock blonde hair, and pale skin, and the soft clunk of metal can be heard when he takes a step with his right leg. "Hello?" He calls out.
Kate was busy working on some paperwork when he heard someone call out, he moved to see who it was an on seeing the manās situation moved to help him, not touching the phasing armĀ āOh Elune, youāre going to be okay I promise.ā
Despite what appeared to be massive pain, the man chuckles,Ā āIām never okay, just varying degrees of less fucked upā¦ā He mutters, as he stumbles,Ā āYou a doctor?ā He inquires, not judging, but just making sure,Ā āBecause I need some help, badā¦ Donāt know how much you know about Void butā¦ā He coughs, and is steadied by Kate.
āAh, not much but I am a doctor yes, come with me sir.ā The Shalādorei would help him into an exam room and make him sit on the exam table and then heād sayĀ āI am Katyr but friends call meĀ āKateā this is my clinic. Now tell me is it okay if I touch you? I might need to depending on your ailmentā¦if this could be -called- one.ā
Sitting on the Exam table, it was easier to get a better look at Maurussus, his clothes looked like Mages clothes, the outermost layer being a labcoat, with a pair of goggles hidden in his disheveled blonde hair. He definitely looked tired, his posture slumping, as if one was on the verge of exhaustion.
āItās fineā¦ā He mutters as he shakes himself awake again,Ā āNice to meetcha Kateā¦ Iām Maur.ā He says, clutching the table for balance.
Kate moves closer to examine him, his hands were gentle and he did everything with great care.Ā āYou need to keep talking to me as I do this, so Maur, what do you do?ā The Doctor went to get some supplies and tools from a nearby cabinet. The Doctorās night outfit was a simple set of little more than rags, clothes able to be dirtied and tossed if needed.
Maurussus sat, barely focusing,Ā āIām a Doctor too, sort of... I make weapons, build things...ā He mutters trying his hardest to remain conscious as he slaps himself awake with his good arm,Ā āMostly, I build things to sell... engineering things, or occasionally potions and tinctures...ā
A cold air fills the clinic as an elf stumbles in, clutching his shoulder, his left arm seeming to fade in and out of existence. There seems to be something off about him, not including the phasing arm, his movements seem jerky and disconnected. He has shock blonde hair, and pale skin, and the soft clunk of metal can be heard when he takes a step with his right leg. "Hello?" He calls out.
Kate was busy working on some paperwork when he heard someone call out, he moved to see who it was an on seeing the manās situation moved to help him, not touching the phasing armĀ āOh Elune, youāre going to be okay I promise.ā
Despite what appeared to be massive pain, the man chuckles,Ā āIām never okay, just varying degrees of less fucked upā¦ā He mutters, as he stumbles,Ā āYou a doctor?ā He inquires, not judging, but just making sure,Ā āBecause I need some help, badā¦ Donāt know how much you know about Void butā¦ā He coughs, and is steadied by Kate.
āAh, not much but I am a doctor yes, come with me sir.ā The Shalādorei would help him into an exam room and make him sit on the exam table and then heād sayĀ āI am Katyr but friends call meĀ āKateā this is my clinic. Now tell me is it okay if I touch you? I might need to depending on your ailmentā¦if this could be -called- one.ā
Sitting on the Exam table, it was easier to get a better look at Maurussus, his clothes looked like Mages clothes, the outermost layer being a labcoat, with a pair of goggles hidden in his disheveled blonde hair. He definitely looked tired, his posture slumping, as if one was on the verge of exhaustion.
āItās fine...ā He mutters as he shakes himself awake again,Ā āNice to meetcha Kate... Iām Maur.ā He says, clutching the table for balance.
A cold air fills the clinic as an elf stumbles in, clutching his shoulder, his left arm seeming to fade in and out of existence. There seems to be something off about him, not including the phasing arm, his movements seem jerky and disconnected. He has shock blonde hair, and pale skin, and the soft clunk of metal can be heard when he takes a step with his right leg. "Hello?" He calls out.
Kate was busy working on some paperwork when he heard someone call out, he moved to see who it was an on seeing the manās situation moved to help him, not touching the phasing armĀ āOh Elune, youāre going to be okay I promise.ā
Despite what appeared to be massive pain, the man chuckles,Ā āIām never okay, just varying degrees of less fucked up...ā He mutters, as he stumbles,Ā āYou a doctor?ā He inquires, not judging, but just making sure,Ā āBecause I need some help, bad... Donāt know how much you know about Void but...ā He coughs, and is steadied by Kate.
Iām in need of Individuals for Pre-Existing Contacts for Maur. Each Monday, I plan to post a new part of his backstory to either This Blog, or @zazzlethediplomat. If your toon was around in Lordaeron, Silvermoon, or the northern Eastern Kingdoms in general, and alive during the time before the Scourge ran through, please let me know! Iād love to have them be a part of Maurās backstory!
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The cavern was barely lit, though the ice it was made of helped illuminate the scores of Dragonkin below. To Maurussusās right, Ozan had his bow drawn, training the arrow towards the rock face across from them, while Owen and Arian fought off the cultists approaching from behind.Ā
āAre you sure about this, Shaedanath? These walls arenāt like the rooftops of Al Kharid. If you fall, you fall into the sharp teeth below.ā the roguish man inquired as he steadied the bow.Ā
āIāll be fine.ā The young, blonde haired mage says as he steadies his staff on the ground, his voice colder than the frigid ice surrounding the heroes,Ā āYou guys teleport to safety once Iām across.āĀ
āWhy? Should we not come along as well? You could use a brain like mine, after all. Not to mention Ariane and Owen could help draw the fire from you.ā Ozan replies, before Maurussus glares in the manās direction.Ā āFine... Fine. This oneās something you got to do alone. I got it.āĀ
Arian glances over, concerned for her friend before she pulls the runs from her pocket, Ozan launching the arrow into the far wall. Using his agility, Maurussus navigated across the rope with ease, cutting it and raising his hand in a silent salute, His friends vanishing in a cloud of arcane rings as Arian teleports them away, a collective look of worry etched on the three faces that dissipated from view.
Maurussus would never have told them why they were really here. He needed their help to enter the cave, and gave them some lie about an evil group of Zarosian Cultists that were attempting to cast a spell over the Fremennik Isles. It hadnāt been easy to create that many illusions on such a massive scale, in order to make his story convincing as they made their way to the Cavern, but heād managed. He was not here with the intention of some noble battle to save the world, nor was he here to do anything that directly benefited Geilinor as a whole. Maurussus was here for an object, that no adventurer in his right mind would dare seek, knowing that the Gods themselves fought over this item, and would destroy any mortal that brought it to the Surface. Maurussus sought the fabled Stone of Jas.
He had studied the object intensively, dredging up every book written in regards to it. It was the Artifact that the god, Guthix, had used to bring magic to their world. It was the precursor to the Artifacts that allowed Zamorak and Guthix to ascend to godhood. It was older than the entire world of Gielinor, and was instrumental in the Old Godās creation of hundreds of worlds. Maurussus wanted that sort of power, for a goal that he himself thought was noble. He had no desire for godhood, nor did he want to reshape Gielinor.Ā
The Caverns were easy enough to navigate when you compiled the legends and myths of the hundreds of adventurers that had died in the caverns, talking to their ghosts as they wandered the physical plane. In fact, the hardest part of the quest, it seemed to Maurussus, was tricking his trusted friends. But he knew he had to do it. Owen, a Knight of Saradomin, would never have let Maurussus go through with his plan, as theyād all heard the legends of what the Stone was capable of in the wrong hands. Arian wouldāve told him that the Stone was no plaything for flights of fancy. But Maurussus knew Ozan wouldāve been the one to figure out his plan first. Despite the bardās cocky attitude, he was always the one among them that could pick up on Maurās ulterior motives the fastest.Ā
Ozan had commented before they left the Heroās Guild. He mentioned offhandedly the disheveled state of Maurās robe, the cold look in his eyes. Heād made it into a joke, with the hope that Owen or Arian would pick up on the comments. But they hadnāt, and now Maurussus was alone in the cavern, ready to proceed. The Dragonkin below were not aware of his presence, and the radiating hum of power that occurred before him meant he was on the right track.
Making his way through the caves, he avoided most of the Dragonkin through a combination of magical cloaking and agility, diving into crevices when it called for it, arriving eventually at the door to the ancient cavern. The lock was easy enough to pick, having delved into similar locations for less mystical items, and after a few quiet moments, the main door was opened. Taking a step in, Maurussus had anticipated more traps, but not quite what he walked into.Ā
A stony rigidity overtook him, his muscles no longer listening to his commands, as if heād been crafted this way. The only thing that wasnāt frozen were his eyes, it seemed, as they darted around to find the source of the trap, and work out some way to disarm it. However, Maurussus didnāt need to wait long before something happened. A bright flash of verdant light and a soft breeze filled the cavern, roots forming around disks in the ground. Soon, a defender of sorts had materialized, the soft green disks having fragmented as the roots grew, acting as a sort of armor or face for the roots, magical energy humming to life in two pools that resembled eyes.Ā
āHalt, Mortal.ā A voice resonated, seeming to come from the construct before him.Ā āYou shall turn back. The Stone of Jas is not to be used.ā
The energy holding Maurussus back disappeared as quickly as it had overtaken him and it caused him to fall to his knees, picking himself up and dusting himself off.Ā āHeh... Sorry. Iām not leaving. I need the power it contains.ā
āMortals have caused much damage to this world with itās power. The Edicts must be maintained.ā It replies mechanically.Ā āFurther trespass will not be tolerated.ā
āYou better just kill me then.ā He says with a smirk as he rushes the guardian, only to be transported in another flash of Verdant light.
The room was different this time. There was no massive stone in the center. The Guardian was now joined by several different individuals, with a large figure dominating the center of the crescent of people. The figures before him were individuals he either had met or knew. On the far right was Death himself, the robe and scythe giving him away in a heartbeat. The far left, a massive serpent flicked itās tongue while looking in Maurussusās direction; he recognized the Serpent as Juna, the Guardian of Guthixās Tears. A Giant Tortoise, itās shell a dark brown, stood next to Juna; heād read about it in Void Knight legends, and recalled the nameĀ āVallutaā after a few brief moments. Beside Harold on the right was the seemingly mechanical construct that had barred his way earlier.
However, the individual that interested him most was the gaunt, towering man before him. The Manās skin was a bluish-green hue, and wood-like growths coming from his head and shoulders. The beingās eyes were a piercing blue, and locked directly on Maurussus. The room was tense as Maurussus waited for someone to speak, anyone by this point.
ā... I must say that I hadnāt expected a Mortal to seek the Stone.ā The middle being announced, with an almost amused voice.Ā āEspecially not a young Mage.ā
Maurussus was confused. This being knew full well that he had sought the stone, and that he was a mage. The Gods had been banished from the world ages ago, and thus, Maurussus thought that he would be able to get the Stoneās Power with just a bit of resistance from the Dragonkin. He had not, however, expected to come face to face with this. It took a moment for the gravity to hit him, and once he realized the motley crew of companions, and the aura of unnatural calm, he realized that he was standing in front of a God.
āGuthix...ā He mutters.
āOh! The Child speaks.ā Guthix replies, crossing his arms as he regards the young mage before him,Ā ā... Now, Iām sure youāve read plenty about the Stone. You no doubt know itās history. Why else would you try to steal itās power?ā
Maurussus wouldnāt dare meet the gods gaze,Ā ā... I need it for something specific. Iām not trying to ascend to godhood.ā He states defensively,Ā āLet me claim the power, and Iāll be on my way.ā
āI can see into your mind, young one. It cannot do what you want.ā The God says,Ā āI would turn back from this foolish venture. The Stoneās Power is hardly contained, even by the Gods.ā
ā... You kicked the gods off. I have to try.ā The young mage says as his gaze locks onto Guthixās, the resolve in his gaze more than visible.Ā
ā... I cannot allow you to do this. Harold.ā Guthix says, as Death moves forwards, towards the young mage.Ā ā... Valluta, we will give him a second chance elsewhere. Open the gate.āĀ
Maurussus backpedals slowly as Death advances, the tip of his scythe getting closer and closer to the young Magiās face.
What happens next is something Maurussus never wanted to feel again. Blinding immeasurable pain enveloped his body as his soul was forcibly removed. His corpse fell to the ground, lifeless as his spirit struggled, being forced towards the scythe. The spirit of Maur watched helplessly as his body was dragged by the mechanical construct, towards a large golden portal that had been opened, and was mercilessly thrown through.
ā...Iām giving you another chance, on a different plane.ā Guthix says as Death leads the spirit towards the portal,Ā āYou will be marked, and affected the same way as the Gods by the Edicts. If you wish to return, you must learn the error of your choice this day.ā
Maurussusās spirit continued to struggle as it was enveloped in golden light.
A few hours later, Maurussus awoke, staring at a blue sky. A bright star illuminated the day, and he was surrounded by trees, the green leaves blocking out most of the light and providing shade. The sound of churchbells could be heard nearby. Holding his head, he stood, groaning at the pain that shot through his body. He wasnāt sure where he was, but he didnāt think he was in Gielinor anymore. His plan, was, though, for the time being, to lie there and wait til he stopped hurting.
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