Vraska remained in the Helvault for a very long time after Avacyn left. The angel had done too many anatomically improbable travelers and Vraska didn’t think that was a neutral thing. But now the angel’s purpose was not hot coffee. Oh wow, it is the best thing I can think of.
Dusk had given way to the golden light of justice. The city of Thraben drove Avacyn’s endless love to the other side of the church. Mikaeus walked into his ship, his mouth a firm line across his chest. “I have a gift for Vraska to keep,” his little smile tugging at the edge of his eyes.
Vraska descended the ship and slammed against his silver-inlaid breastplate. “I want the good conversation!” she yelled hoarsely on the floor. But she had never seen the man who stood atop her feet until this very quiet contemplation. He looked like an orchestra contained in a delicate green fruit. His eyes snapped at her with eager intensity, and dry bones rang sharp across his lips. He shoved her to her feet and clutched the book protectively to his chest.
“I have a pet angel,” he heard her softly gasp as he leaned against the ropes that made up the whole plane. Vraska narrowed her head with aching pressure. “It is more human than you are.”
A fisherman in fisherman had been looking at her from the quarterdeck, staring at her from the quarterdeck. As Vraska yelled orders to the crew and the crew yelled orders to her, Emperor Apatzec solemnly turned around, bringing his eyes on Tamiyo’s third illusionary finger. “Jace’s magic was still more formidable than your skills,” he said with saccharine mirth. His lips curled back toward his eyes and he hungered for her wicked scheme.
TThe man groaned at the moon and its mocking smile. Avacyn landed on the deck and barely noticed Jace and Tamiyo. “Fisherwoman,” she said aloud. “Can’t I have a pet to make me good conversation?”
Everyone else was staring at her. She was a frightening empire of knowledge. “That is a powerful little campfire now,” she said plainly. Jace shrugged. “You know damn well I I’m not interested in thought,” eventually he said. But everyone else saw through his mental thinking.
“Just going mad one day at a time.” She was discussing the logistics of the church. “Mikaeus and I will find Orazca.”
So I've been rereading the Shadows Over Innistrad stories. And I've been wondering if Avacyn was designed to go crazy when protecting the plane or if her madness was the result of Nahiri's interference.
There’s been a lot of talk on my feed about how the Gatewatch are just waltzing through the challenges they face like a home-made banner at a pep rally. While they are all currently whole in body, and the perceived threat from each plane is no longer actively threatening, follow me down this line of thought.
The Gatewatch have failed at what they have set out to do, every time.
Their name is synonymous with failure.
Battle For Zendikar
Nissa and Gideon toil on Zendikar. Ulamog is loose and really bringing everyone’s grand Hedrons and Felidars game night down. Scion and Spawn scuttle around, and the very color is draining out of the mana. Gideon hits his main man Jace up for a solid to gather some help, which Jace initailly fails to do, asking LIliana and Chandra, who for diverse reasons have bigger personal demons they are wrestling with. So Jace, heads back to Gideon, and decides what he needs most is information. Nissa is looking for Ashaya, as Nissa did for several stories in a row. Turns out Nissa just had to believe. But Jace stumbles upon Ugin, doing vague and portentous spirit dragon things, as spirit dragons do, at his Eye. He tells Jace “These are beings beyond our understanding, here for a purpose we cannot fathom’ and then proceeds to give a very understandable metaphor about fishermen in streams.
But he tells Jace that they can’t just blow up Ulamog. It will have untold ramifications now and in whatever distopian future we can bring ourselves to imagine.
(Side note... what were the ramifications of metaphorically driving a stake through the hand of the fisherman for 10,000 years? Riddle me that, Ugin dear.)
So Jace knows the stakes Ulamog is a fragile and precious part of an ecosystem beyond our ken. So he agrees that perhaps just pinning him to a butterfly display is the best course of action. Jace, Nissa, Kiora, Gideon and Ob Nixilis respectively fail, fail, lose their pet leviathan, drown in a puddle, and successfully disrupt this plan using the tried and true ‘Surprise Kozilek with a chair from the top rope’ method. Ob reignited, Walked on, walked back and captured three planeswalkers. And he would have gotten away with it to, if it wasn’t for that meddling pyromancer.
Oath of the Gatewatch
What Gate do the Gatewatch watch, exactly?
Sea-gate. The Gatewatch are watching the Sea Gate fall, to Ulamog, then to Ulamog again, then to Kozilek and Ulamog.
Now a lot of nifty stuff happens in OGW, not least of which is the insight we get through General Tazri of what a world where Kozilek out-watches the gate looks like. And in the end, Zendikar is saved from the predation of the two titans. But Jace and co had to physically drag multi-demensional beings into three dimentional space, then channelXfireball in a way that hadn’t been done since the days of the oldwalkers. Impressive, no?
Imagine you go to the doctor and you find out you have a blood disease that delicate surgery could halt the ravages of. Now imagine that, while you were under anesthesia, , your doctor slipped up and the cancer was about to kill you before the Dr. House stormed in and told the surgery team to flush your entire body with pure oxygen, then light it on fire, flash burning away all the bad stuff. Your life is, indeed saved. Phew. I was worried there for a minute.
But would you call that a successful surgery?
Shadows over Innsmouth Innistrad
We have ourselves a good old fashioned mystery here. With Ugin’s warning ringing in our ear to remember they came as three, all apparently we had to figure out was who that mysterious ‘They’ were, that Ugin referred to in the middle of a conversation about the Eldrazi Titans. The stage is set. Liliana has a veil, Tamiyo has a Journal, Thraben has an inspector, and Jace has too many cloaks. Also, too many clues. Avacyn is going crazy. Bruna and Gisela start doing their Shining Twins cosplay, despite Sigarda telling them repeatedly that it creeps her out, and The Gitrog Monster is a fan of 1990s Elton John .
But who is this mysterious corrupting force, and seriously, what’s with all the spaghetti. Sorin’s mansion of foreboding has been renovated, but he’s nowhere to be found! Jace follows the hundred of arrow shaped rocks and finds Nephalia! Zombies! Mystery is solved, it must be Liliana! Liiiana says no. oh. The angels are turning on the humans, Avacyn must be stopped! Jace has GOT this one, guys.... nope. Jace is rescued by Tamiyo, and Sorin permanently grounds his daughter who in no way resembles his former protege. Well, Another successful investigation.Except it’s not.
Jace, you don’t know what it is at all right now, in fact you don’t find out until...
Eldritch Moon
...until Emrakul emerges from the water, like a tribute to all those bond girls before you. “I know who it is now!” says Jace, thinking he’s Hercule Poirot, but is in fact barely keeping up with Captain Hastings.
So here we are, Eldritch horror setting up residence in the middle of Thraben, and creating life like there’s no tomorrow, which might just well be the case. If only there was an inter-dimensional team of powerful mages, who had some dealings with.... oh my it’s the Gatewatch. We need the Gatewatch, don’t we. Well, they got together just in time, didn’t they. Innistrad, is today your lucky day. Jace 'walks to Zendikar, where presumably the Naya walkers are ‘overseeing’ the Zendikar rebuilding efforts from the comfort of a king-sized bed built for three. Come fastest, Jace cries, What’s with your outfit, they reply, Then off they go.
(meanwhile Sorin and Nahiri two oldwalkers that are battling with current generation powers, must feel like two former boxing champions having a punch-on in their retirement home. But that’s not really germane to the success or failure of the Gatewatch.)
Smash cut to the Battle of Thraben. Olivia and the vampires are here. Sigarda, Thalia, St Traft, form an unlikely alliance, killing Brisela. Also Arlinn Cord and the wolves. Surely they are around here somewhere during this battle? Maybe they just were on the other side of town. That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.
Liliana is drunk on Chain Veil power and summons zombies by the hordeful and marches on the town. The Gatewatch are in the thick of it, somehow managing not to get sural’d to pieces every time Gideon has a backswing. Emrakul’s massive form crowns the town. The vampires, humans, geists, even Rem Karolus’s are driven back. Only Jace and the Gatewatch can help us now. They try their most successful Eldrazi Titan-defeating play in the playbook, aaand... it fails. It fails so badly that Tamiyo is about to read her plane-destroying story spell. But Emrakul and Jace had a mutual Zach-Morris ‘Time-out’ and Jace saved the sanity of the gatewatchers and Tamiyo (by delving into their deepest, darkest story hooks, apparently) and Emmy simply re-wrote Tamiyo’s story, taking a vacation into the moon for the now.
Was that a win? What aims were achieved? Again the ‘plane was saved’, but despite all the effort that Jace and co. put in, the final call was Emrakuls. And i doubt she locked herself in without taking the key with her.
So, Zendikar is safe. But the ecosystem of the Multiverse may be irreparably altered; innistrad has gone from passively being influenced by Emrakul to ACTIVELY being influenced by Emrakul to being passively influenced by Emrakul again. Great job guys and gals.
Which leaves us with...
Kaladesh
You know, I wonder exactly how many mage traps Captain Baral has around the city, Whether they are one-countermagic-fits-all, or if he has to lead the fire mages to different ornately engineered snares than the telepaths. Also, Can you planeswalk to the plane that you’re on? If you can, neither Nissa or Chandra know of it. And I have to say, I guess that in the Kaladesh block, ultimately the Gatewatch succeeded.
Succeeded in picking the queen in Three Card Monte while street hustler Tezzeret picked their metaphorical pocket. Yes, they saved Pia. But Tezzeret simply used the conflict between the Consulate of benign-if-overly-paternalistic-bureaucrats and the revolution-if-that’s-alright-with-the-rest-of-you guys renegades to snatch up the inventions and Stockholm Syndrome the inventors.
Aether Revolt
So while Chandra is focused on the personal issues, and their ramifications vis-a-vis the cancer within the consulate, Jace and Liliana, with backing vocals from Gideon and Ajani, identify Tezzeret’s plans with, well with anything Tezzeret plans is going to be bad news. Especially when they find out about the planar portal. So they defeat him! I mean, do they? He puts something suspiciously like the functioning part of the portal into his own arm and then planeswalks away as the roof caves in. The Bridge on Kaladesh is no longer functional. But we find out that Tezzeret is doing something (planar portal or othewise) for Bolas. And the Scooby Gang have no idea what that, in fact is, or if he completed it, or anything.
Going Forward
So each time, the Gatewatch have gotten something accomplished that subjectively gets them a tick in the win column, but with more scrutiny are questionable at best. Going to Amonkhet with no plan, no intel, and no backup just because ‘well, bolas would use that time better’ seems like a great way to stumble into, once again, a technical victory that has lasting consequences that are at best uncertain, and at worst offer comfort to the enemy.But I suppose, given their track record, going in with no plan merely skips the Gatewatch past the part where they come up with a plan and then completely fail to execute on it.
Happy One Year Anniversary from everyone at Voice of All!
Halana and Alena are trackers, hunters, and protectors who live in the depths of the dark woods that border the edges of Kessig province—the woods known as the Ulvenwald. Innistrad's ancient forest is their domain, and they have long stood as a bulwark between the horrors within and the innocence without. But of late, things in the woods have begun to shift...
Patreon iTunes Google Play Soundcloud
Original Story: http://magic.wizards.com/en/articles/archive/magic-story/under-silver-moon-2016-03-02
Voice Credits:
Halana: Yun Oe https://soundcloud.com/strangereadings
Alena: Sarah Brown https://twitter.com/Synaes
Farmer Warin: J.W. Forsyth Https://twitter.com/pragmatticus
Elder Kolman: Brian Rozek
Warin's Wife: Christina Eddleman https://twitter.com/christieddleman
Man: Gategeek https://twitter.com/GateGeek
Elsa: Ashe Thurman http://pixelsandpins.tumblr.com
Shoran: Sam Parish https://www.youtube.com/user/KnightChameleon42
Mrs. Palter: Grace
Cathar Palter: Liam Wilson https://twitter.com/korybantic
Arlinn Kord: Red https://www.youtube.com/user/BashfulTrash
Music Credits:
"Carpe Diem"
"Cambodian Odyssey" Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)
Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 License
http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/
Sounds from:
https://www.audioblocks.com/
Nahiri: Goodbye, Sorin! Visit soon! We’ll go fishing or hiking or we can practice swordfighting or whatever you want really! I’ll miss you! Hurry back!
Sorin: I won’t be gone long. A few years at most.
Nahiri: Goodbye, Ugin! … ... Goodbye, Ugin!
Ugin: Goodbye, Nahiri.
(Ugin and Sorin planeswalk away, leaving Nahiri behind)
Nahiri: … Well, they’re gone, and I’m stuck on this plane for all eternity keeping an eye on the Eldrazi prison. I guess there’s only one thing to do…. PARTY!
(Nahiri proceeds to party. For five thousand years.
(She goes all over the world, meets everybody, gets laid repeatedly, and gorges herself on fine food and drink. Sorin shows up from time to time to party with her. And then everybody dies. Not all at once, mind. But over time. Everyone she meets. Dead. After like seventy years. Fine for them. Not for her. Really becomes a bummer. How’re you supposed to party for eternity when Sorin’s the only other person who even lives for eternity?)
Nahiri: Ugh… Okay, this party got bad in a hurry. It’s only been five millennia. What the hell am I even supposed to do for the rest of forever? And where the hell is Sorin? It’s been like a decade, and I could really use a friend right about now.
The Soul of Zendikar, a glowing green beastie that only Nahiri can see: Hi! I’ll be your friend. But I need you to do something for me.
Nahiri: What? I mean, sure! But what?
Zendikar: MAKE THE HURTING STOOOOOOOOOOP! (The entire plane shakes)
Nahiri: The what? Oh, scute! The Eldrazi! I need to make a call.
(Nahiri goes to the Eye of Ugin.)
Nahiri: UGIN! UGIN! I NEED YOUR HELP!
Eye of Ugin: Rrrrring. Rrrrring. Rrrrring. Rrrrring.
Nahiri: He’s not answering. Why isn’t he answering? UGIN! IT’S THE ELDRAZI!
Eye of Ugin: Hello, you have reached Ugin, the Spirit Dragon. I can’t come to the magical stone right now, but if you leave your name, home plane, and a brief message, I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Beep.
Eye of Ugin: The number you have dialed is not in service. Please check the number and dial again.
Nahiri: What? WHAT?!?! What does that even… No time! Gotta check the hedrons!
(Nahiri runs off around the world to make sure the giant floating octahedrons are still in place. At Ondu, Nahiri finds…)
Art by Daniel Ljunggren
Nahiri: SEXY ANTHROPOMORPHIC ELDRAZI STATUES? THE F***?! THE ACTUAL F***?!
Zendikar: Well, remember that time you called them gods?
Nahiri: I called them dark and vile gods that tried to destroy the world!
Zendikar: Right. Gods.
Nahiri: Oh, Eldrazidamnit. (Nahiri waves her hand and the statues collapse.)
(Nahiri continues to roam the world, fighting small Eldrazi spawn along the way. She gets back and finds… The damage to the network was in a cave right near where she started. She’d just started going the wrong way.)
(Turns out someone carved one of the hedrons into a sexy anthropomorphic Ulamog statue.)
Nahiri: Oh, come on! Now I’ve got to melt this whole thing down and…
Art by James Ryman
Vampire, arriving with weapons drawn, and reinforcements: You’ll do no such thing! This is our sacred shrine!
Nahiri: ...There aren’t any Vampires on Zendikar.
Vampire: I think you’ll find that- (Nahri points. Rocks fall. All the vampires die.)
Nahiri: Right, I’ve got to melt this whole thing down and…
Zendikar: IT HURTS IT HURTS IT HURTS! (Earthquakes happen)
Eldrazi Spawn: Kekeke Eldrazi Rush!
Nahiri: Well, at least I’m not bored anymore…
Art by Jaime Jones
(Nahiri fights Eldrazi off for years as she magically reforges the Hedron. Zendikar complains the whole time. Finally, she remakes it, sets it back in place, and the Eldrazi stop coming…)
Nahiri: There you go, Zendikar. All better.
Zendikar: ...It still hurts. You didn’t do it right. The dragon did it better.
Nahiri: Well, the dragon isn’t here… Neither is Sorin. Damnit, where is Sorin? He better be dead! No! I didn’t mean that! I hope he’s not dead! And why do I have vampires? Zendikar! You stay here!
Zendikar: I am the spirit of this plane and can do literally nothing else.
Nahiri: Great. I’m going to find Sorin! I’ll be back soon!
(Nahiri planeswalks away)
Art by Jaime Jones
INNISTRAD
Nahiri: ...That is easily the ugliest Hedron I have ever seen.
Sorin, appearing silently: I made do. I only know what lithomancy you’ve taught me, and-
(Nahiri GLOMPS Sorin)
Nahiri: YOU’RE ALIVE! I thought you were dead! Why aren’t you dead? Where the hell have you been?
Sorin: Right here! Why would I be dead?
Nahiri: The hedrons got damaged and I called on the Eye of Ugin and nobody came and I had to fix it myself and I was so worried about you!
Sorin: As long as you fixed it. All’s well that ends well.
Nahiri: Except you didn’t come!
Sorin: Oh, that. I put up a magical barrier to protect Innistrad from otherworldly threats. Gave me a nice alarm when you showed up. Must’ve blocked the Eye of Ugin, too.
Nahiri: ...A magical barrier.
Sorin: Oh, yeah. There’s some pretty nasty stuff out there, you know. Terrifying, really. Phyrexians, Dragons, Storm Crows, Eldrazi…
Nahiri: I am aware of the Eldrazi!
Sorin: Then you can see why I needed a barrier.
Nahiri: I needed your help! You promised! And I still need your help! We need to go back to Zendikar! We need to secure the entire network!
Sorin: Calm down, kid. I’ve like a million other things to do right now.
Nahiri: Kid?! I’m over five thousand years old!
Sorin: And I’m over six thousand. You’re a kid.
Nahiri: GRAAAA! (Nahiri hits Sorin with a rock.)
Sorin: Well, I hardly think this kind of reaction is called for.
(Nahiri keeps hitting Sorin with rocks.)
Nahiri: You’re (ROCK) going to shut up, (ROCK) come back to Zendikar, (ROCK) and help me make sure the whole (ROCK) damn (ROCK) Hedron Network (ROCK) is safe from harm!
???: LEAVE MY DAD ALONE!
Art by Jason Chan
(Nahiri gets suckerpunched by a pale white angel with black clothes and makeup; an achromatic angel, if you will)
Nahiri: An Angel? How did you-?
(Nahiri and the angel fight; rock sword against silver spear. Clang clink clash! The battle is hard fought, and it looks like Nahiri might win, but then…)
Sorin: Stop! Time out!
Nahiri: You can’t just call a time out in a sword fight!
Sorin: No, I mean, you. You’re getting a time out.
(Sorin uses a magical laser to shove Nahiri into the big ugly hedron. She sinks into it and disappears)
Sorin: Into the penalty box with you.
Avacyn, the angel: How long is she to remain in there?
Sorin: Honestly, kid? I don’t actually know how to get her out. It’s designed to hold demons. Forever.
Avacyn: Oh, of course. Shall I fill it with demons?