Post by Domminitus on Aug 20, 2011 2:18:05 GMT -5
It had been awhile since the Messenger had relayed his message. It had been awhile he encountered any beings other than the local Pulsian variety. Everything was a slow process but all in due time. There was a war going on, and Domminitus had things to prepare. The Calamity had allowed forth a new continent, one which held no Plague...but would it be safe was an entirely different story.
For now, he surveyed his possible new playground; what horrors could he unleash as a possible Plague? 'The Calamity knows I serve her well. She may have a...promotion in mind.' He thought to himself, his tail swishing in delight at the thought of it. He would conquer this peaceful land if she so desired. But for now, he would lay low, and go through the only un-inhabitant place on the Central Continent.
The Messenger continued his way inside the Temple of Time, only bothered by its small space. But he needed to get through. Then, an idea merged into his mind. Domminitus searched. Not a soul in sight...not a scent, nor an invisible creature. These forms were made to conceal their secrecy after all. The beast turned black and slowly started to shrink.
When it was done, the beast was not a beast, but a man. A strong, muscular man formed, a cloak around his entire body, covering his face. Long, white cascading hair fell from underneath the cloak. His one eye surveyed the area to make sure none had seen his form. 'Maybe I should enter places in this form from now one.' He thought, continuing further into the Temple of Time.
[OOC: No, you may not see the transformation, but you may speak with him! Talking to him might give you insight for the Plagues! Or maybe you'll gain a new ally...you never know until you try! However, he will not attack you.]
For now, he surveyed his possible new playground; what horrors could he unleash as a possible Plague? 'The Calamity knows I serve her well. She may have a...promotion in mind.' He thought to himself, his tail swishing in delight at the thought of it. He would conquer this peaceful land if she so desired. But for now, he would lay low, and go through the only un-inhabitant place on the Central Continent.
The Messenger continued his way inside the Temple of Time, only bothered by its small space. But he needed to get through. Then, an idea merged into his mind. Domminitus searched. Not a soul in sight...not a scent, nor an invisible creature. These forms were made to conceal their secrecy after all. The beast turned black and slowly started to shrink.
When it was done, the beast was not a beast, but a man. A strong, muscular man formed, a cloak around his entire body, covering his face. Long, white cascading hair fell from underneath the cloak. His one eye surveyed the area to make sure none had seen his form. 'Maybe I should enter places in this form from now one.' He thought, continuing further into the Temple of Time.
[OOC: No, you may not see the transformation, but you may speak with him! Talking to him might give you insight for the Plagues! Or maybe you'll gain a new ally...you never know until you try! However, he will not attack you.]