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Here are the clues that have appeared in order of appearance:
[The Nameless One]
MYSTERY! CHAOS! MADNESS!
The Nameless one sat at a desk, near becoming midnight, writing with a steady hand on a label. It was a new concoction of his design, a merging of two elements. He was eager to try the piece out, perhaps on his next assignment it would prove useful. Sticking the label to the side of a vial filled with inky black liquid, he placed it on the desk in front of him and admired it in the light of the fireplace. He fanned out a small pile of folders in front of him, all filled with details about certain people. He opened the first and scanned over pictures and words, but his eyes soon shifted to a flashing on the wall.
There was a map, of the entire city with every detail lined out from an above view. There was a red flashing light outside the eastern wall of the city. The Nameless One had created a security system to detect movement around the city, and this was no rosin or construct. As careful as he always was, The Nameless One went to investigate, even if it could be an animal. With out a sound, he stepped into the shadows, and vanished.
KABOOOOM!
The Development house and all the houses shook with the sound or a large boom that echoed through the city, waking every Rosin from their night slumber. They soon find the lights do not work when they try to turn them all, all the power is out, and the young ones cries for Nanny go unanswered. Outside they go, to see what had happened, the city only lit by the stars and moon in the sky. Constructs come into view, gathered close by in a small scattering, yet they do not move. The stand motionless like statues, even the bar construct and Nanny stand there staring at nothing.
Next Sparks is found, but not his usual small self. He is seated in a huge motionless mechanoid robot, one that towers over the constructs themselves. The cockpit lies open to the air and he too lays motionless, but alive. Then the final chill in the spine is brought from the sight past the eastern wall in the wilderness. Arrows lie everywhere, nailed into walls and trees like ants across the landscape. A huge circular crater, as deep as a house lies in the middle of them all. The sides look perfectly cut into the earth, and there in the middle sits a hat, The Nameless One's black hat, still smoldering on the ground.
.... What happened to the city?
The Nameless one sat at a desk, near becoming midnight, writing with a steady hand on a label. It was a new concoction of his design, a merging of two elements. He was eager to try the piece out, perhaps on his next assignment it would prove useful. Sticking the label to the side of a vial filled with inky black liquid, he placed it on the desk in front of him and admired it in the light of the fireplace. He fanned out a small pile of folders in front of him, all filled with details about certain people. He opened the first and scanned over pictures and words, but his eyes soon shifted to a flashing on the wall.
There was a map, of the entire city with every detail lined out from an above view. There was a red flashing light outside the eastern wall of the city. The Nameless One had created a security system to detect movement around the city, and this was no rosin or construct. As careful as he always was, The Nameless One went to investigate, even if it could be an animal. With out a sound, he stepped into the shadows, and vanished.
KABOOOOM!
The Development house and all the houses shook with the sound or a large boom that echoed through the city, waking every Rosin from their night slumber. They soon find the lights do not work when they try to turn them all, all the power is out, and the young ones cries for Nanny go unanswered. Outside they go, to see what had happened, the city only lit by the stars and moon in the sky. Constructs come into view, gathered close by in a small scattering, yet they do not move. The stand motionless like statues, even the bar construct and Nanny stand there staring at nothing.
Next Sparks is found, but not his usual small self. He is seated in a huge motionless mechanoid robot, one that towers over the constructs themselves. The cockpit lies open to the air and he too lays motionless, but alive. Then the final chill in the spine is brought from the sight past the eastern wall in the wilderness. Arrows lie everywhere, nailed into walls and trees like ants across the landscape. A huge circular crater, as deep as a house lies in the middle of them all. The sides look perfectly cut into the earth, and there in the middle sits a hat, The Nameless One's black hat, still smoldering on the ground.
.... What happened to the city?
[The Nameless One]
A door swings back and forth in the breeze, it's one of the houses for the rosin; in fact, it's the first on the block. The path leading up to the house is disheveled, as if something heavy was dragged across it. It seems odd to see that and on closer inspection, the place seems bare. Looking inside, the place is in a shambles, as if someone went ape in the room and pulled everything apart. There had been a struggle of some kind, this you can tell.
The left wall looks odd, there seems to be an outline of some kind, like a large person, had been outlined on the wall. There on the wall itself is traces of a white residue that is sticky to the touch. Also on closer inspection, there appears scratches on the wall, as if who ever might have been there, was grabbed by claws.
The left wall looks odd, there seems to be an outline of some kind, like a large person, had been outlined on the wall. There on the wall itself is traces of a white residue that is sticky to the touch. Also on closer inspection, there appears scratches on the wall, as if who ever might have been there, was grabbed by claws.
[The Nameless One]
Walking by the Bar Construct, it's odd not to see him both out of his area and without an intimidating glare on his face. He seems so lifeless, his arms hanging loosely by his side. It's only then that it is noticeable that BC has a stain on his left hand. On closer inspection, it appears to be blood, dried black blood. BC also looks a little worse for wear, as his stone and metal skin has been scratched up.
[The Nameless One]
On this day a loud crash is heard, almost like a building itself collapsed. Dust forms around the tower, the home of The Nameless One. After it settles, it appears that The largest of all constructs, The Door, has fallen on it's face and leaving the tower open. Inside its as all Rosin remember, the winding staircase up to the wooden door. Swinging open, the door reveals a different room to the one Rosin recall as their first memory. The First, the black onyx construct lays in pieces on the floor, along with rubble under a hole. The pitch-black room is now more illuminated by sunlight coming from the hole in the ceiling, and again from the room above. The holes look big enough for a large human could fit through. Looking through the room of The Nameless One, the place is in a shambles. Papers and files are tossed everywhere, one book in particular has a page ripped out, the book with the title “ Rosin Living Allocations”
[The Nameless One]
The large cubed building where the constructs live, the industrial complex, looks barren and open. Walking inside, its no wonder the power is gone. Two large generators, sitting in the middle of the building are scorched with pieces of it everywhere. It looks a mess, with oil and grease everywhere. Parts have flown over the room, smashing into many things, including a clock with its hands frozen at five past twelve. One particular large patch of oil appears odd. Leading out of the oil are hundreds of dots of oil, scattering over the floor, they continue to lead to a wall and up it, and eventually out a window.
[The Nameless One]
Sparks is not looking well, he's hot with a fever and sweating badly. Sparks' hand does not look well, on the back of his hand appears as if he's been stabbed twice with something sharp and pointy. He tosses and turns in his unconsciousness, always muttering and mumbling. The words he speaks are utter gibberish it seems, but one saying continues to be repeated on and off. "Redird".
[The Nameless One]
Exploring the top room of the tower, there lies the quarters of The Nameless One. Many do not get the opportunity to get here. The room itself is well decorated, but only has small furnishings. A desk, a throne chair, a fireplace and a shimmering pool, carved into the floor. There is rubble on the floor where something big smashed through the ceiling and through the floor. On the desk appears an empty vial, it's contents spilled over the desk and onto 3 folders. Inside the first, details and pictures of a man in a business suit, details about a person and blueprints to a building. All the other information about him is covered in the contents of the vial. The second folder suffered the most damage, leaving hardly anything inside untouched by the black liquid. All that can be seen is the top half of a picture of a silver haired, dark grey skinned female with a crown on her head and fangs. The only words readable in the file are " Sanctuary of Arachne". The third folder contains a map much of which is blotted out in the black liquid, but there is a cave with a cross next to it. There is also half a crude drawing of what looks like a hideous beast.
[The Nameless One]
Outside the city walls, near the hordes of imbedded arrows, on the edge of the crater itself lays two gruesome remnants of something long gone. A strange blood filled insect limb tip of a large size. And a severed arm, now attracting vermin. The arm has clawed fingertips and its skin is a dark gray. Both objects appear as if they were clean cut with something like a laser. In the hand itself is two clenched up photos. Flattening them back out show's the first image is of a black haired young man with long black appendages growing out his back. The young man is circled in a red love heart and the word ”Mine!" on it. The second photo is rather blurred. It is a fuzzy image of a black clothed man with a wide brimmed hat. The man’s image has a big red cross crossed over him and the word “Destroy” next to it.
[The Nameless One]
Again not far from the crater, about a small walk away into the field of arrows, there is found an old and worn parchment. It is curled up a little, as if had been rolled up. Rolling it out it is easy to tell that this parchment is or rather was a magic scroll that stored a spell. The arcane writings have left the paper, but other printings remain. To the top of the parchment lays the words “ Sphere of Ultimate Destruction”. The only other printing rest at the very bottom, it looks like a stamp of sorts with the lettering “S.o.A.”
