Lunar Fury - Exalted 3e IC

[Rykon]

Toun gives a grunt and a shrug as stupidly simplistic idea comes to mind. "Why not bind her to the task of permanently sealing all demons into Malfeas. It'll be one less headache for us to deal with. No more summonings no more shenanigans. They leave us alone, we leave them alone. Seems fair, right?" The icewalker chuckled, in his heart believing it likely wasn't that simple. At least it was enough of a distraction for him to contemplate how he'd go about killing one of these monsters.

 

[D. Rex]

Hazel nodded at the answer. "Braxis..." she repeated to herself. She would need to remember that name. "Where you aware of any other demons of the third circle there? And who were they?" She asked. She already knew a few. But a firsthand account may confirm or shed new light.

"As well, did you feel or notice the presence of any sidereals?"

"Before I bound you, you sought to tempt me. You offered knowledge of balancing the castes. Speak of what you know, or did you speak lies?"

"And... answer this question. If you were to be utterly and completely destroyed, to such a degree that you are removed from existence to never return. What would effect would that have on your primordial patron?"




"You will be serving me for one year and one day, Erembour. During such service you shall serve me as faithfully and dutifully and lovingly as you would the Ebon Dragon."

"You shall look at me with neither hate nor scorn. And thoughts of revenge or betrayal or plotting against me will not cross your mind. To you, the wellbeing of myself is paramount. And by extension, that of my circle."

"When I speak to you, you will do so promptly and with respect. Every night as darkness sets, you will say a prayer to the goddess Luna. Asking her for forgiveness and redemption while you repent what disasters you have brought upon creation."


"I shall be sealing you away. Inside me, where none may know of your presence. You shall not seek to possess or affect my will save for explicit commands by me in line with the intent of what I say."

"Within your cage, you shall find the presence of another. The Storyteller. You will address him as Master Snuffleupagus. You may speak to my mind, but not through my mouth. However. Should Master Snuffleupagus will it, you may speak through his mouth, so long as what you have to say goes in line with what I have said prior. You shall keep your presence a secret from all outside forces, save for my Lunar circle."

"Behave, and i may let you have access to my senses. Prove faithful, and you may be granted time outside of your prison. As well, should a force hostile to me and my circle attempt to invade my body or mind, they shall find an enemy in you and you shall protect me and my wellbeing."

She explained. "Any questions?"





She looked at Toun and shook her head. "Sadly Toun, that may prove unwise for ike such as Erembour. For two third circle demons to do battle, the collateral damage would be too great. And I have already removed from her one of the avenues of her power, as we would not dare allow it the chance to sound."

"A permenant seal is not always as permenant as we would like. Time and meddling can weaken even the strongest chains. We will do such thing if there is no other choice. But complete destruction would be preferred. Still... permenantly sealing all demons into Malfeas, destroying any pathways they have into creation or elsewhere... it may indeed be an option to leave on the table."

 

[Sherwood]

Hazel nodded at the answer. "Braxis..." she repeated to herself. She would need to remember that name. "Where you aware of any other demons of the third circle there? And who were they?" She asked. She already knew a few. But a firsthand account may confirm or shed new light.

Still standing in the warding circle where you left her, Erembour nods. "Yes. There were two others: Arramada, soul of Cecelyne and Ligier, the Green Sun, soul of Malfias. Ligier was the last one summoned as I was, then their Artifact was broken from the strain of calling forth so many demons of the Third Circle in such a short amount of time."

"As well, did you feel or notice the presence of any sidereals?"

At this question, Erembour pauses, deep in thought, trying to remember. Finally she says, "I am not sure. There was one Fae with Braxis that felt . . . different . . . from the others. But there were so many nobles there that it was a whisper in the heart of a tornado. It could be that this one was one of the servants of the Maidens in disguise, but I cannot say for certain."

"Before I bound you, you sought to tempt me. You offered knowledge of balancing the castes. Speak of what you know, or did you speak lies?"

Giving you a wry smile, she says, "I know much that I can teach you, now that you hold my leash. It would take much work to be able to restore the broken castes of Lunars, but I know the way. It will not be an easy task, though."

"And... answer this question. If you were to be utterly and completely destroyed, to such a degree that you are removed from existence to never return. What would effect would that have on your primordial patron?"

Erembour shrugs. "With the destruction of each Third Circle demon, the Primordial that we are bound to are permanently changed. What that change would be if I were to be obliterated is unknown to me. I cannot tell you what I do not know."

"You will be serving me for one year and one day, Erembour. During such service you shall serve me as faithfully and dutifully and lovingly as you would the Ebon Dragon."

"You shall look at me with neither hate nor scorn. And thoughts of revenge or betrayal or plotting against me will not cross your mind. To you, the wellbeing of myself is paramount. And by extension, that of my circle."

"When I speak to you, you will do so promptly and with respect. Every night as darkness sets, you will say a prayer to the goddess Luna. Asking her for forgiveness and redemption while you repent what disasters you have brought upon creation."

"I will serve you, Master, but there is no force in Creation or beyond that will make me look upon you with love. I hate you to the very core of my being, you that hold my leash. I am forced by the oaths made by Malfias to the Unconquered Sun to obey you, but I do not have to love you. I will always fulfill my obligations until such time as my servitude is up, then I will return to Malfias to try and soothe the memory of having to serve you from my mind."

She stands there, looking at Hazel with defiance. "Punish me for my truthful words and I shall remember that when the day comes for me to return to my home, but it is your choice, Master. I have spoken my piece; do with me as you will. I have no questions."

 

[Sherwood]

"A permenant seal is not always as permenant as we would like. Time and meddling can weaken even the strongest chains. We will do such thing if there is no other choice. But complete destruction would be preferred. Still... permenantly sealing all demons into Malfeas, destroying any pathways they have into creation or elsewhere... it may indeed be an option to leave on the table."

One Tusk looks over at Toun. "Remember, lad, that the Gods themselves sealed up the Primordials with their oaths, and were either unwilling or unable to make their prison permanent. Unless you plan on waging another war against them, I hazard a guess that we are stuck with things as they are for the foreseeable future."

 

[D. Rex]

"I see. Tell me more of this Arramada. What do you know of them?" She asked. Ligier she already knew if. But this other was unknown to her. Still. That is three confirmed. With Erembour under control, only two were left.


"Well, such a description would be apt for such an allegiance. Would it not? Is there anything else you can tell me of this odd individual?"


Hazel took Erembours wry smile with coolness. "Hard tasks do not frighten me. And you had best believe I will learn all I can from you. Until such a time as my plans have reached fruition or you have outlived your usefulness."



At Erembours outburst, it was Hazels turn to take show a smile with wryness. "You are incapable of love, unless I ak mistaken. Thusly I do not care if it belongs to me, so long as you serve me as if you do."

"You will not be punished, as you spoke truthfully as I have asked."

Her eyes turned cold as she looked down at the demon. A look that intensified to ice as she spoke. "But threaten me. In that you will remember what I do to you..."

"Know you this, just as you will remember your time with me... so too has Creation remembered it's time with you. And should such vengence reach you, pain and suffering like not even that of Malfeas could conjure would befall you. You have such evaded your just desserts, what inconvenience you face now you should look upon with relief."

"For I am the only one in creation now that you can call an ally. The only one who is willing show you any mercy, kindness, or fairness. Of which you know you do not deserve any of. And should you say you do not want it... well, you cant rightly hold a grudge if it is pain and suffering and cruelty that you want inflicted on you."

"Do not take advantage of me, demon. For this may very well be the last year of your existence. I am not the hard task mistress that you are accustomed to. That is by choice. I would much rather the relationship be amiable. But cross me, and you will find me worse than anything the gods could punish you with. "

 

[Psychie]

Gwen looks at Hazel with a wide smile on her face. She has done what no other Lunar has done in thousands of years: Successfully bound a Third Circle Demon! I am so proud of her! Then, the smile on her face slides a bit. What was Raksi doing, trying to disrupt the binding ritual? I don't know much about magic and demons, but even I know not to do that! She might have released Erembour to be free in Creation with nothing to stop her!

She looks over at One Tusk, and asks in concern, "Master, I have only heard rumors of how powerful that Raksi is, and now, she seems to be choosing a path of being our enemy. Do you have any idea on why she might have attacked us when she did?"

 

[Aranfan]

Two Mornings breathes deeply, visibly brings herself to ignore the talk of Erembor and the sorcerous enslavement happening in front of her, and then speaks.

"I'm going to go find Rocky and find out what the fuck that was about."

She stalks out the door to suit action to word.