In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Merlin watched from nearby the doorway, the large Owl named Archimedes perched upon his walking stick. The old wizard was watching the group- he would not join it, as his place was to be protecting Radiant Garden- especially now, with the absence of these powerful heroes.
Smiling, Merlin sent off a magical sentiment of good luck, an old tradition of his Arthurian time. It wasn't anything powerful, just a magical prayer of sorts.
Without a word, Merlin began to walk away. He'd expect a full report from Mikhail or Maxwell when they returned, and they would be alerted to this at their guardians meeting.
Sophia had situated herself on the ground in an alley. Hoping not to be disturbed while she wrote her thoughts down, theories and hypothesis about what could have possibly happened, and tried to draw the new place and things she had seen before she sat down. She had caught a glimpse of these little creatures. Based on what she saw she could easily describe them as tiny, mostly faceless, and black. It seemed strangely familiar.
She sat down and thought stuff out in her journal. Sophia heard quite a commotion going on but was unwilling to remove herself from the amazing train of thought she was on. As she drew she realized some different details about the place, about how it seemed like it didn't mix together too much. She was used to finding something that didn't belong, but when nothing belongs, apparently it provides a sense of unity that gives the feeling of an unbalanced composition, but the illusion of balance within.
As she wrote more thoughts about the unity of what doesn't belong together, her mind kept going back to the creature she saw a glimpse of. What could it have been doing? It certainly wasn't human. So she started drawing a picture of it as she remembered and described it.
Right as she finished she realized exactly what made it seem so familiar. This was the enemy she had envisioned for what destroyed her home world. As the sorrow sank in deep within her she finally started noticing her hand was shaking and unwilling to move.
Turning the pages she found she had completely filled a total of five, not counting the two drawings. She was about to start reading something when a certain voice caught her attention. It was a voice of authority she knew from herself so much. Probably simply caught her ears because she had finally broken from the parasitic train of thought sucking the life out of her hand.
are there any others. It would be wise to speak now, because we won't stay on this planet too long. As soon as reconstruction finish, we'll be taking orbit as soon as possible
"Planetary travel?" she thought to herself as it seemed very odd. This place was primitive, something such as that seemed like a stretch. She had regained an urge of curiosity from the masked voice on the other side of the wall.
Walking around the block she passed by a wizard dressed in blue. She couldn't tell whether this was a total loon or a respected citizen. He looked like an elder, but he was dressed like a child. Trying to move past those thoughts she went on to the woman in command that she knew immediately led the team, thus said the words she overheard.
"Hello. Not to be rude, but I overheard you say something about traveling about planets?" she asked as she approached the woman. She didn't seem friendly, so beating around the bush seemed like a boring and terrible idea. After all, she was eager to learn more about the new world, or possibly worlds?