Aurelia stifled a very frustrated sigh, letting the hot air fly from flared nostrils. Suddenly in the air above them, against the barrier was a massive explosion. It drew Aurelia's attention, but not for very long as she realized whatever was happening had little to do with her. Her Minigun was trained on the pair of them and prepared to fling bullets between them, but rather than attack she too held her ground. Her body language was relaxed, unmoved by her sister. Even still she teetered on the edge of hurling all manner of bombs and bullets down range at her. The reason was less that she felt any true hatred towards Auriel and more because she truly hated feelings seeing her brought up. Smearing her across the floor wouldn't help, but it would feel like it helped and that is all that really mattered for now anyway. Hearing Auriel's voice continued yanking at memories Aurelia hadn't relived in ages and she didn't really like them. Half of what Samael had taught them in youth felt like lies to her. Either way, here they stood in a could-be-bad and quite precarious situation.
When Auriel spoke Aurelia, who had as of yet been on the whole giving off a disinterested look. When she asserted that Aurelia's business wasn't with Yuran, Aurelia let go of her minigun and seemed bothered by what she was saying. The weapon faded to blue as she spoke once more after motioning for another figure to keep himself out Aurelia's direct line of sight. "See, that's where you happen to be wrong, little sister. Whatever Elessia has I store for the plane is very directly my business. The last time a god came down and declared theirself ruler a city was erased. I happen to live in a place the current God-Queen, or so she will be soon, happens to hate. So hear me clearly, Auriel, I have no intention of allowing her to pass. We live in a world were gods DIE. Mortal men and women, like Maria and Raphael, band together and tear them from the heavens. We have more power than you think to affect the world. Weather I fire a bullet through her skull or shove a rocket down her throat either way I will destroy her. Now," she said as the Mandate from Elessia that had been passed to her faction of Valkyrie fanatics seemed to float away from Damian and over to her, hovering ahead of her so as to not force her to release her precious weapons. "I happen to have intercepted a convoy that would call you enemy. I removed them. Say what you will of my methods, but if it came down to it they wouldn't take you prisoner. Elessia would see any and all who don't follow her dead. Every Valkyrie who follows you, every demon, including your dear old sister would be gone. Fortunately for her, and for you, I have experience making life harder on God's who are too big for their britches. And it just so happens you already have a force of freedom fighters. Seems like we already have an accord right there laid out for us."
TDG Super Kami
Rexnov
A faint smile
Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2016 5:45 am
Rexnov
The young girl stood behind Auriel holding her weapon relaxed, her feet were riggeda, and often she could feel her teeth clattering, not with fear, but with excitement, anxiety, she longed for this, to drive her blade into the hearts of these people, just because it was what felt right. That was until Auriel’s sister, Aurelia, spoke ill of Elessia. Her blood too began to boil as it was apparent of everyone else involved, except for the man that stood by Auriel’s demon sister, he was just there smiling, but it wasn’t a happy smile, it was a faint one that seemed to be filled with sorrow. Who knew demons could feel much of anything. Her grip on her blade tightened before she spoke. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.” She screamed at Auriel so she could hear the girl over the other voices. “Elessia would never do that, unless they deserve it. Is she not the patron of justice? You are misguided, demon.” The word demon rolled off her tongue as if it were an insult, because to her, it was, she was not going to stand here and have these demons speak ill of her patron god, the one that saved her and brought her life, the one that made it possible she be here, standing before them, and so help her both Elessia and Michael, if they continued to speak she could smite them both.
Relevant Passives:
• Call of the Chosen: By speaking the name of one, or both, of the blades and extending her hand forward, Cynthia is able to call forth either, or both, blades down upon her with a single bolt of lightning, regardless of where they are, unless they are sealed away with some sort of unholy barrier strong enough to reject her call [B Rank +]
• Sword of the Morning [Dawn] : When Dawn is drawn for battle, the weapon gives out a light sheen, making it seem like, even in pitch darkness, the weapon is glowing, albeit faintly. When battling, Dawn channels the power of the gods, when striking a foe, the lightning that comes naturally to Valkyries, especially their Jarnbjorn, spreads from the target hit to up to 3 enemy units around Cynthia or her target.
• Armored Skin Passive : The skin of the beast master has been trained to take punishment from both the inside and the outside. As such, the user's skin acts like their own shell of armor, rejecting any comfort of having any kind of armor equipped. The stronger the BM gets, the stronger their skin gets, even being on par with the metals of the world. As a bonus, this even allows the capabilities of catching weapons that are either on their rank or even lower without body damage. Depending on the rank of the user, their arms are already weighted and even stronger than that, as such the user is capable of breaking through anything that is weaker than they are (Only B ranked and below). Novice: Your skin is as strong as Iron, already hard to make you even flinch if a weak foe tried to punch you with their bare hands. C rank and above will hurt.
Auriel could do nothing to stop her thoughts from drifting to Niraliel. Of course her sister did not know about that, no one did. She had come face to face with a goddess, and while it had not been a fight it was daunting. It would forever stay with her, the power that loomed over both she and Cassandra. Yet despite the infinite levels of power that deity had over the valkyrie her words had moved her. Yes, Auriel knew that mortals were capable of achieving great things. Two gods have already been destroyed, and Elessia was weaker than the god-king had been. This was something that could be achieved, what she had meant but showing dissent was where would they find people willing to work with the likes of her and her kind? As if to prove her point Cynthia spoke up and said the exact words Auriel would have expected from literally any valkyrie. She shot the girl a dark look at the names she called her sister. "Do you even know what you speak of?" The templar's voice was harsher than she ever meant to make it, but this cut close to home. It would to every single vangelist who walked this plane and Auriel was incredibly devout. "She betrayed Michael! It was she who allowed the gods of destruction in to his domain! Her justice has caused war and bloodshed in our kind. Look at the world around you, or are you too blinded by her false words to see? Elessia is the one who deserves justice." There was power in her words, an undeniable truth. It was up to the dragoon to take it to heart or continue down a path that would surely lead to an all out fight right here. Auriel sincerely did not want it to come to that. The soldier part of her would fight tooth and nail to protect Kian and Cynthia both, no matter how skewed her world view was. At the same time her familial bond to Aurelia demanded that she put herself directly in the path between anything sent to strike her. Long ago Auriel had sworn that if anyone was to be the one to take the diabolos out, it had to be none other than her. In ways she was responsible for how it all turned out. She had not seen the struggles Aurelia faced. The valkyrie firmly believed in her heart of hearts that if she just tried harder things would have been different. It was a weight she would carry for the rest of her days.
• Keep Going The Valk's, in comparison to others, are capable of slight regeneration which begins just as soon as the blow was taken. Bruises and scraps won't even appear making it seem as if their skin is tougher than others. Trainees can deal with simple cuts. Novice can deal with simple cuts and first degree burns. Adept can deal with cuts, second degree burns, and fractured bones. Experts can deal with deep lacerations and broken bones. Masters can heal third degree burns, wounds such as stabs(only on surface, not internal damage), and crushed bones. E-Trainee, D-Novice, C-Adept, B-Expert, A-Master
• Wrath of a God Their weapons surge with their latent energy which makes any weapon they touch, especially their chosen one, both covered in holy light and electricity. This leads to anyone locking blades or striking the shield of a Valkyrie feel small shocks that ward people off from staying in contact with them for too long. This also makes unholy enemies take an extra rank of damage on top of the lightning damage. However for the lightning to be in effect you must have more than half your energy remaining within you.
• Child of Jarnbjorn When a Valkyrie choses a weapon to specialize in, that weapon becomes gifted by holy power and works much like Thor's Mjolnir and Jarnbjorn. It will nigh automatically come to the call of the Valkyrie, cannot be destroyed, and always has the extra lightning damage going on it regardless of energy level. When attacking with that weapon, they gain an extra +1/+1 to their stats. You get one of these, so choose carefully. This weapon should get its own custom abilities, and if it does it must be approved.
• Feast of Ambrosia Once per battle the Valkyrie can hold their hand out and summon a goblet full of ambrosia. Upon consumption, this otherwordly substance will heal and cure any wounds and debilitations the Valkyrie may be suffering. This will not regenerate any lost limbs or organs, but it will immediately close wounds. No energy is regained from this, it merely gives the Valkyrie a better chance to continue fighting.
• The Sight Being of God's blood, like God, they can see the world for what it truly is. They can see through ''the Mist" and see those for what they are. Instantly recognizing creatures of the night on spot or those who can use dark magic for they can read the aura's about them. Also giving them a general idea of how strong another is regardless of race. (Rank-wise, not as precise to be know the exact amount in the other energy pool.)
• Sense Evil This allows the Paladin to sense those of ill intent, as well as demons and their kin, such as succubi, incubi, and several others of demon blood. It by emanating the good aura of the paladin, although the waves do not echo back, but make a "disturbance" that corrupts the waves of good, acting as a beacon. This also backfires, as it attracts all the things it detects, and makes the paladin very obvious to them.
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2016 2:49 pm
The topic of Elessia was a difficult one for him. Elessia, for the majority of his life, had been his patron deity. His mother being a von Everec, the successor line to Genesse, it was only expected that he give faith to the Goddess who had blessed his ancestor with the power to smite the Pagans and remove them from the lands. The Goddess who helped, even if indirectly, build the great wall that towered over North Fronta and protected them from land invasion. Furthermore, while many people didn't know of this, Kian's family line was blessed in a particular way that continued to benefit them with power and uniqueness. From your ordinary perspective, the ability she gave them - the Elder Blood - was just a power like any other. It wasn't particularly amazing in combat, it wasn't earth shattering and it didn't rival the abilities of many Marks. But . . .
What it did bestow upon him was an ability that no one else had but he and she: the power to control Space-Time. Even though his control of it was minimal, and likely always would be, she had given his family a great power and honor - and why?
He hadn't been able to get over that since she betrayed Michael. He narrowed it down to a few conclusions, and one of them, he would share with Cynthia to help her understand, and to set a precedent of peaceful talking about these misguided beliefs before the other people here decided to attack or insult Cynthia due to her loyalty. "Cynthia," he called out to the Valkyrie. "Elessia was once good. She was once the Justicar, the Inquisitor, the Claw of Vangelism. She was once instrumental in bringing our lost loved ones to justice, and slaying those who slaughtered our innocent. She was once the guardian of the Order of Valkyries, and an idol to the Nephilim. She was once the patron deity of my family, and she blessed my family with longevity, fortune, power - all for the sake of defending Vangelism. But she is not that same woman as long ago. She is not the defender of Vangelism any longer. Look at what she has done, Cynthia. Do we, as Vangelists, not vow to love Michael first and foremost before all? I certainly do. Elessia betrayed Michael, who is the progenitor and father to all of us. She is the reason he is gone to us now, replaced by the Anarchist." These are whispers many Nephilim had been speaking, and Kian was at the forefront of spreading these truths. It was undeniable to him, who held a weaker form of her power, that she had used the Elder Blood to invite Narathos beyond the impenetrable Heaven's Gates.
It had to be Elessia who had started all of this. Even though it was just a hunch, he was firm in his belief. "I do not feel anger for you for your belief, Cynthia. In fact, I admire your dedication and love for Elessia, who was once one of the greatest of all angels. But she has fallen now. It is time for us to mend the schism and restore the world to the state of peace it was once rooted in."
The young Valkyrie was first off taken aback by her fellow Valkyrie’s harsh words at her, more so than her words, it was her tone that cut her. She took a step back, away from Auriel, away from everyone really, but she would not back down. Elessia must have had a reason to do this, what was more, Michael, the Michael she had read in the scriptures and everyone spoke of, would have surely had the power to best all three, to defend himself, and what was more, Michael should have known this would happen, and therefor most likely allowed it to. “Did Michael not make us all, sister? Did he not create everything that was, is and will be? Did he not create all the gods and aberrations of this world? Do they all not serve a purpose that is higher than our comprehension? Everything happens because Michael wills it, to take up arms against Elessia is to take up arms against the will of Michael.” The word sister rolled off her tongue much in the way the word demon had when she had spoken to Aurelia earlier, an insult meant to sting, but because of the short time the two women had spent together she doubted it would have much of an effect. She paused for a moment, gripping her weapon tightly, her eyes locked on Auriel, occasionally shifting behind the woman to face the two heathen demons that dared try to tempt her companion. “Misguided as you may interpret her to be,” She now addressed Kian, in all his eloquence. She could tell that he once loved Elessia as she does now, but unlike him, she would not be swayed by mere conjecture and speculation, she had faith in both Michael and Elessia, this would never change, not until her head was severed from her body and mounted on a spike. “She is still Michael’s chosen, and until Michael himself comes forth and tells me there is no mistake in your words, I will not trust in the words of man. Or demon for that matter. To lay with these demons, against Elessia, before knowing what the will and word of Michael is, is betraying your religion, betraying your god, as you claim Elessia has done.”
Relevant Passives:
• Call of the Chosen: By speaking the name of one, or both, of the blades and extending her hand forward, Cynthia is able to call forth either, or both, blades down upon her with a single bolt of lightning, regardless of where they are, unless they are sealed away with some sort of unholy barrier strong enough to reject her call [B Rank +]
• Sword of the Morning [Dawn] : When Dawn is drawn for battle, the weapon gives out a light sheen, making it seem like, even in pitch darkness, the weapon is glowing, albeit faintly. When battling, Dawn channels the power of the gods, when striking a foe, the lightning that comes naturally to Valkyries, especially their Jarnbjorn, spreads from the target hit to up to 3 enemy units around Cynthia or her target.
• Armored Skin Passive : The skin of the beast master has been trained to take punishment from both the inside and the outside. As such, the user's skin acts like their own shell of armor, rejecting any comfort of having any kind of armor equipped. The stronger the BM gets, the stronger their skin gets, even being on par with the metals of the world. As a bonus, this even allows the capabilities of catching weapons that are either on their rank or even lower without body damage. Depending on the rank of the user, their arms are already weighted and even stronger than that, as such the user is capable of breaking through anything that is weaker than they are (Only B ranked and below). Novice: Your skin is as strong as Iron, already hard to make you even flinch if a weak foe tried to punch you with their bare hands. C rank and above will hurt.
A faint smile
A Nihlistic Revenant
Lord Forrester
Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2016 4:18 pm
(( I will pretty this s**t up later))
"If you don't shut your mouth I will rip out your insides and strangle you with them." The threat came off calm and cold as a sickening black pressure came from his body. His eyes were flaring at Cynthia. She would see in his shadow not the form of a man but that of a hulking monstrosity. He had grown oh so tired of these holy warriors. Valkyries. Aureil seemed more... Level headed, but Cynthia was a stereotype to the tee. The pressure receded as he closed his eyes to calm himself. Fighting now would get no one nowhere. Maybe later... Thoughts popped into his head, thoughts normally not his own. Thoughts that were black, wicked, and felt right. Bloody, messy, sensual in effect with the intimate slaughter. He was not normally a person who had these thoughts, but... It may have been Ba'taal's influence... Or some greater power's. Regardless...
"If you're going to continue this useless argument, I'm going ahead. There's an insane woman with a s**t load of influence apparently. Someone which, with that power, will most likely be unstable and make life miserable for everyone. I'm rather fond of my life as it is. Men, women, drink, fighting. I would rather not have someone ******** it up for me. If partnering with Demons, people who were born with dark gifts regardless if they were wanted, is that much of a turn off... Leave. You'll just in the way when I carve a bloody swath through those blinded fools." I have no idea what happened in the past, nor do I care. Grudges won't do s**t for you right now."
He was ready to fight... Or ********... Maybe both. The cards seemed right for the final option with the Redhead unless she was just a damnedable tease. As for Aureil and this other newcomer... They were of little interest to him at the moment. His statement stood: they needed to put their adult pants on now, or not step up at all.
So the meek one had enough nerve to speak when one infinitely her greater was present? How Adorable. she thought to herself as she said what she had to say to the Diabolos, who had on the whole been less than interested in her presence at all with her yougner sister there. Now she seemed to think calling Aurelia a demon would insult her? Well to be quite honest she was indeed offended, not bu what she said but rather what she was trying to convey. So Aurelia reached into her pocket dimension once more, pulling a compound bow from seemingly out of thin air and freeing an arrow from that same hole in space. She knocked the arrow and pulled it to about halfway before Aurelia spoke, and with impeccable timing because Aurelia was more than ready to put the girl in her place. Sadly, she would not get her chance then. She didn't release the arrow however. If the girl didn't curb her own tongue she'd find it turning into a pin cushion.
By the time Kian was done speaking Aurelia's demeanor was all but shifted back into total apathy towards the situation once again. They had things to do if they were going to be taking on an army of Valkyries who'd been blinded. After Damian made his threat and turned, Aurelia would chime in once more. "Might I just add, briefly, that you're mindless defense of Michael allowing her to do it doesn't change the fact that she did in fact cause the plane to descend into Anarchy. How long do you think Elessia, without the aid of your precious Michael and for that matter Kala as well, can hold the plane while the Anarchist tears the plane apart? Aurelia seriously considered simply killing her and being done with it. She eve eyed her sister in a way that said 'this is why I just kill people.' "Besides, he himself could not stop the three who bound both he and Kala even if he wanted to. That has to have even reached all of you by now. Any way you slice it, you're simply not right. As for me, I don't care either way weather you help or you don't. Like the big bad Damien said, don't get in the way of those of us who aren't blind. There's planning to be done, and if Auriel wants us to do it without breaking the mountain... it's gonna be a bit more challenging. Perhaps you small fry should go find a pond to splash in," she would direct to Cynthia, and by relation based on power level Kian. However she would simply shrug as she turned away from them to walk with Damian, hands raised in a manner that suggested she was unbothered and undaunted by any further threat coming from Cynthia. Even her bow faded away once more. She would wait only so much longer before moving on. She was itching to kill something after all of that as well, which didn't show in her demeanor other than that she was tapping her foot impatiently.
TDG Super Kami
Rexnov
A faint smile
Lord Forrester
""
Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2016 11:32 pm
Auriel cast her eyes up for a moment and prayed to Samael. There was something in her that made the belief that her father was watching so powerful. She knew beyond a doubt that nothing else could be nearly as important to him. Their father had been watching when Abigail fell on the battlefield, and he would be watching now to know what would become of his only two daughters left alive in the world. At this rate Auriel was having a hard time believing they both would come out alive from this. Cynthia's ignorance was like a gas, which met with the fire of the demon's less than amicable personality. The valkyrie couldn't help but think that the two of them were being the exact stereotypes that made their kind hate each other so. Listening to the young and foolish valkyrie brought sorrow to Auriel. Everyone one of them who followed Elessia said the same things. Too many times did she hear how the angel had been one to be looked up to. Too long she heard about her dealing justice to anyone deemed an enemy to Michael. How strange it was to see propaganda spread so easily and poisoned the minds of so many. Anger bubbled inside of her until it burst. "Enough! There is no point in this, if it was you telling me my patron god was in fact a liar I'd never believe you. I will show you. Join us in battle, see for yourself what Elessia has become." She was half turned between the dragoon and siege master, gaze cast upon the younger of them. Auriel knew very well that should Cynthia accept and later disagree, it would mean giving an enemy the upper hand. They would actually be supplying Elessia with another warrior to fight. She gestured for Kian to hold his ground and await her signal. With that Auriel set out on her own, closing half the distance to her sister and the demon. She would call out only for Aurelia to come as she did. "This needs to be settled before someone loses their head." Her gaze shot past her sister and locked on to Damian's, a hardness set to them. There was no fear in them, no hatred. Merely a determination to make him pay should his foul mouth continue to spew snide remarks from a safe distance. "I will talk to the shield-sisters and tell them what is intended. I know there will be many who will answer the call to arms and follow behind me. I also know there will be many not ready to put in to practice what we've been taught." It was hard for them to push their natures aside and accept demonkind. It was especially hard when the demons looked anything like Damian and talked like they could say anything they wanted and get away with. "I'll need any information you've learned. We have to coordinate plans if we're to find and weaken Elessia, let alone manage to tear her down." Auriel would have incredible detail as to the inner workings of the opposing army. These were people she had grown up with, trained with and now had to watch them from the other end of the battlefield. She knew their tactics, their ways of thinking. Best of all she knew Yuran like the back of her hand. She would share this with Aurelia in exchange for the information she had and what they had planned.
• Keep Going The Valk's, in comparison to others, are capable of slight regeneration which begins just as soon as the blow was taken. Bruises and scraps won't even appear making it seem as if their skin is tougher than others. Trainees can deal with simple cuts. Novice can deal with simple cuts and first degree burns. Adept can deal with cuts, second degree burns, and fractured bones. Experts can deal with deep lacerations and broken bones. Masters can heal third degree burns, wounds such as stabs(only on surface, not internal damage), and crushed bones. E-Trainee, D-Novice, C-Adept, B-Expert, A-Master
• Wrath of a God Their weapons surge with their latent energy which makes any weapon they touch, especially their chosen one, both covered in holy light and electricity. This leads to anyone locking blades or striking the shield of a Valkyrie feel small shocks that ward people off from staying in contact with them for too long. This also makes unholy enemies take an extra rank of damage on top of the lightning damage. However for the lightning to be in effect you must have more than half your energy remaining within you.
• Child of Jarnbjorn When a Valkyrie choses a weapon to specialize in, that weapon becomes gifted by holy power and works much like Thor's Mjolnir and Jarnbjorn. It will nigh automatically come to the call of the Valkyrie, cannot be destroyed, and always has the extra lightning damage going on it regardless of energy level. When attacking with that weapon, they gain an extra +1/+1 to their stats. You get one of these, so choose carefully. This weapon should get its own custom abilities, and if it does it must be approved.
• Feast of Ambrosia Once per battle the Valkyrie can hold their hand out and summon a goblet full of ambrosia. Upon consumption, this otherwordly substance will heal and cure any wounds and debilitations the Valkyrie may be suffering. This will not regenerate any lost limbs or organs, but it will immediately close wounds. No energy is regained from this, it merely gives the Valkyrie a better chance to continue fighting.
• The Sight Being of God's blood, like God, they can see the world for what it truly is. They can see through ''the Mist" and see those for what they are. Instantly recognizing creatures of the night on spot or those who can use dark magic for they can read the aura's about them. Also giving them a general idea of how strong another is regardless of race. (Rank-wise, not as precise to be know the exact amount in the other energy pool.)
• Sense Evil This allows the Paladin to sense those of ill intent, as well as demons and their kin, such as succubi, incubi, and several others of demon blood. It by emanating the good aura of the paladin, although the waves do not echo back, but make a "disturbance" that corrupts the waves of good, acting as a beacon. This also backfires, as it attracts all the things it detects, and makes the paladin very obvious to them.
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Aurelia looked over her shoulder after breaking her gaze on the mountain when Auriel called for her. "Stay here," she'd tell him as she turned on her heal and walked towards her with her arms crossed under the metal chestplate on her torso. When she asserted that things needed to be settled, Aurelia scoffed. "Understatement of the year," she replied in kind casting a glance to her more zealous friend, eyeing any chinks in her armor in just a second before turning to Kian, who had less zealously than Damian agreed with what they had said. A bit of hot air loosened itself in a short sigh as she lookde back to her sister, seeing far too much of herself in the woman and too much more still of the sister she'd crushed. Even so she would listen to her as she spoke about calling her shield-sisters to her side. Any of them who had an issue with working with Aurelia could fall in a hole for all she cared. Her arms remained crossed as Auriel went on. In truth, Aurelia had nearly forgotten what Yuran was like since she last set foot there. Auriel's help would be a boon. "I know a lot, believe me. Taking down a god is no different than crippling an army, because they still see us as little bugs even though here, on our turf, they're far more succeptible to death. Running an operation like this one, guerrilla style, requires timing and precision. I'll need to know where the troops sleep, where they keep weapons, how they move supplies. The best army can't fight while they're hungry and paranoid. We need to look like we're everywhere. We need to strike fast and leave no traces behind besides empty shell casings and empty skulls where applicable." And if memory served Aurelia knew what she was going to hit first. "A little birdy tells me that Elessia uses high-speed trains to move weapons, like heavy duty s**t, across the country and into Yuran. Seems like she's been working the people hard on some new material you can't find anywhere but there and having the waepons and armor brought back by train through the mountains. Step one will be for me and Damian to knockout their infrastructural dominance over the area. As for you, and your friends, perhaps now would be the time to show her how a** backwards things have become with Elessia at the helm. Subterfuge is key, which is why for now our big boy can't come inside the city. Not yet anyway. If you could maybe turn some of Elessia's squads in the army against her somehow? What do you think? I don't wanna have to smear them all against the ground... I mean I wouldn't mind but you would and you know them better so this seems up you and Golden Boy over there's kinda mission. Plant the seeds of dissonance. Oh, and an up to date map would be nice. You can email it to me. Darkchild6969@demonmsg.com." After getting what she needed Aurelia left with Damian.
