The Black (Inactive)

[erosskye]

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     The sun creeps in through your window between the pulled curtains.  "Wait; weren't the curtains pulled before?"  Your eyes adjust and you can see the dust particles falling through the sun. "Why are they moving so erratically?"  You turn over and stretch long in your sheets greeting the morning with a grunt.  The morning chill has caused condensation on the glass which you had left on the bed side table. This has caused the wood underneath to swell and leave a ring.  The least of your concerns as you notice a piece of paper thrown in haste next to the glass.

  

    The shivers blast down your spine as you realize someone had been in your room while you were slumbering.  Sitting straight up you pull the covers around and look about the dim lit room making sure the intruder was not still here.  There is only silence and stillness assuring you that you are alone.  Reaching over your magus cloak which has been hanging on the bed post, you grasp the paper and force your eyes into focus to read.

 

   Greetings Magus of The Black,

 

        It has come the time where you must repay your debts adventurer.  We have taught you a great many powerful things about this world.  However you know that these gifts must come at a cost and that is why we have come to you now.  Be assured we do not mean to scare you, but we come asking a small favor of your dedication and trust in us.  We are The Black and with these gifts we deem our curses, with these curses we deem our demons, with these demons we don our weapons, and with these weapons we turn back the Abyss.

 

        This is your calling friend and from this day on you will be known as The Black.  We suggest you pack your things and head towards the main road.  He will be waiting there for you and you must be there within the fortnight.

 

       If you do not show.  We will come for you.

 

--The Black- :tonberry:

 

 

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OOCly

    

     This topic is swiftly evolving into more than I had dreamed.  Currently The Black is working within many of the already fromed FC's and LS's on Gilgamesh.  The Black is taking part in almost every event and can be seen frequently on the edges of most role-playing groups.  The Black is gathering information that is deemed necessary to further gain glory for The Black.

 

    If this story-line interests you please contact Eros Skye in game or post here!

 

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Additional Storylines!

 

The Golden Ring - http://piratesofawaywardstar.enjin.com/forum/m/15364506/viewthread/8828791-golden-ring

 

Falling into The Black - http://piratesofawaywardstar.enjin.com/forum/m/15364506/viewthread/8727504-falling-into-black

[erosskye]

Nighttime has crept up fairly fast this evening.  There is a full moon out but still everything is deathly dark in these parts of Erozea.  You are traveling down a less traveled road tonight and your already on edge, looking for dangers.  It seems your friends did not come to meet you at the last fork in the road like they had promised.  Always hard to find good friends. . . always hard to fin . . . always har. . .

 

    A soft hushed sound of a voice streaks across the blackness in-front of you and you stop dead still in the path.  Surely there is no one out this late at night?  Suddenly a deep full male voice hits your eardrums like a fathers whisper to his child.  "Theres no need to be scared little one for we are here to protect you. . . . "  The voice sends chills down your spine and you nearly jump out of your boots as you spin around to confront the sound.  There is nothing. . . As you calm yourself the voice comes at you again from the complete opposite side of the road.  "A bit jumpy for someone who has no reasons to be scared. . ."  This time you were ready and you spin to see the figure cloaked in darkness leaning against the nearest tree. . .  He is clearly alone, but he seems so calm to be out here by himself.  The dark figure straightens up and very softly walks out to meet you where you stand. 

 

     You look up to where his face would be, however its very hard to see anything since he is covered from head to toe in black robes.  The only thing you can see is one frozen blue eye.  Strangely this eye has a very calming effect on you and you cease to be scared.  The stranger tilts his head and his eye looks as if he is smiling under his robes.  "See little one there is no reason to be scared for we are here.  The only thing darker than night my friend is The Black."  He extends his hand to you in greeting.  There is no reason why you shouldn't shake his hand, so you do and a smile crosses your face awkwardly.

 

     He then begins to speak to you as if you were old pals as you continue to walk along the dark path together.  Things about the weather and how the traveling had gone earlier that day.  Suddenly you can feel his ice cold eye on you and you feel slightly uneasy as he takes one of your hands.  "We know that your friends have deceived you tonight and have sent you out here alone.  Its very fortunate we were able to find you in this vast countryside" the shady figure says to you in a very calm and caring tone.  When you pull your hand away you see that inside it is a black paper with white writing.  "It seems we can be your new friends and consider yourself called to us" the dark figure states as he bows lightly.  "I am The Shade of The Black. . . welcome to the family."  You look down to the paper and back up to see no one there.

[Gentleman Bastard]

I like this concept a lot, Eros.  I'll be sure to poke at you in game for more information on it.

[Luka]

I'm interested for my black mage on Gilgamesh

[Saefinn]

You already know I like this idea, I like how you've managed to well...creep me out, in that odd secret society sort of way. We had noticed you in many of the events and to be honest, we thought you were a stalker, now knowing more IC & OOC, it goes beyond stalker creepy. Obviously I don't want to spoil the roleplay we've got going between us, surprises are good, helps keep the dramatic tension, so I will be hush-hush. But I'm looking forward to seeing how The Black progresses.

 

None of my alts are black mages or black mages to be, so my involvement will purely be as captain.

[Chisae]

*A tiny Lalafell girl bursts through a door in a black cowl (cause cowls are evil incarnate.. stupid hoods) with it wrapped around her, obscuring her face*

 

"NO ONE EXPECTS THE BLACK-ISH INQUISTION!! Our chief weapon is surprise... surprise and fear... fear and surprise.... Our two weapons are fear and surprise... and ruthless efficiency.... Our *three* weapons are fear, surprise, and ruthless efficiency... and an almost fanatical devotion to the... Black. Our *four*... no... *Amongst* our weapons.... Amongst our weaponry... are such elements as fear, surprise...." *looks rather confused in an adorable sorta fashion* "...I'll come in again!!"

 

*swoops out of the room again the door slamming behind her*

[erosskye]

:thumbsup: Im glad you guys are enjoying it.  I am having alot of fun keeping everyone on their toes.

[erosskye]

Updates and links to The Black effected storyline in the top!

[Cyroselle]

Oooh, I love the imagery here, I can see this, crystal-perfect in my minds' eye.

 

I look forward to further installments!

[Fall]

Very cool concept. I'm currently working on a FC centered around balance, and what my character considers to be ' Grey ' magic. Perhaps we could develop an Antagonist relationship of some kind. Hit me up in game when you have a moment Eros.

[erosskye]

Eyes slowly slide open.  Its very blurry.  Its very cold.  "Little Fox. . . ."  These words pound in his head.  He remembers nothing. Only "Little Fox. . . ." What did this mean.  He sits upward just to hit his head on frozen ice.  "What is all this?"  The sun can be seen shining through the ice layers surrounding him.  "Have I been trapped here?  How long have I been asleep?"  He reaches a hand out moving fire to his fingertips painfully slowly melting through the layers.  

 

Days go by as he cycles his sleep and attempts at escape.  Finally the hole is big enough to finally breathe. . . Had he not been breathing?  Once the air rushes in he gasps at the cold frozen air.  His nose is burned with a very familiar smell.  The only thing that it does is pound the words "Little Fox" deeper into his mind and his eyes burn an ice cold fury as he smashes the rest of the way out of this frozen tomb.

 

He stands up completely nude on the frozen tundra only to see that his skin matches the shade of the ice.  "Why cant I remember anything?"  "I cant be seen like this." he says rushing down off the icy coffer.  The smell of this fox burns deep into his head causing anguish of the mind he does not quite understand.

 

Whispers can be heard now flailing about the wind. "The little fox."

 

The ice skinned magus runs off further into the icy planes cursing with icy fury in his eyes.  Cursing the Little Fox.