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by Windguaerd » Thu Mar 12, 2009 3:48 am
The vibrations you felt outside the tower feels different in here, more like waves. Something moves inside the large liquid filled tank. Limbs brush against the thick glass.
Noticiero: Who... what are you?
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: We can sense you have many questions. Valid questions, though we feel you know what we are.
There is multiple voices, nondescript, but with a tone of curiosity in common.
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: Even though you have never seen us before, you must surely have thought about us.
We are the Kyr'Ozch.
Noticiero: Why are you in that tank?
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: This world might be a paradise for you, but it's not for us. We developed, as we now are. In your world we can'cannot live for very long, so we urge you to listen to our story.
Noticiero: (Listen)
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: An echo traveled through space and time. It brought news so vicious they ripped our core in pieces from within. The one who guards the source, had fallen.
Noticiero: The one who guards the source?
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: You must surely know of whom we speak.
When you conquered the guardian, our protection ended.
The voices, accusing now.
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: Every time you manipulate the source, the strong bond which we are bound to it, breaks.
A Thousand voices cried out in pain.
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: And they die.
So we left our paradise. With this echo of sorrow we returned, to this world where everything began.
Noticiero: What do you mean, everything began? It began with the Xan.
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: The Xan, as they called themselves, are another story. One we don't know as well as you should. We, however, feel what they felt as they planted the seed that gave us life.
Noticiero: So it's true. You are the descendants of the Xan?
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: So we are. Lead here by the legacy of the Xan, we've come to protect our cradle as the true heirs to the source.
The voice carry a certain proud.
Noticiero: Is this why you started this war?
The liquid in the tank begins to swirl vigorously.
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: We came not for war, but for peace!
Sadly, some of our kind are not keen on cooperating. They strongly feel like whatever means we use to assure our survival, are justified.
Noticiero: Do they know you are here?
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: They know. They disapprove. If they got a change to sacrifice me, they gladly would.
You've been a saviour, Noticiero. Not only to your own people, but to us. By ridding this planet from your existence our journey would finally come to an end, but to what price. What would we've accomplished by becoming like you; selfishly disrespecting everything you come across, manipulating the source toward what again may lead to destruction.
Noticiero: How do you know my name?
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: There are other envoys. We feel what is being felt and we felt it end when you met one of ours not long ago. Just before you took the dropship out.
Noticiero: I'm... sorry.
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: We wanted to communicate. We took the first step and then we waited. We can't trust the majority of your kind from what we've seen of it. But you come, you have listened. What has been started cannot be called back. You have to stop it. We've seen the trail of destruction behind you.
We will present you with one of the keys and we wish you to accept it as yours to bear. It will not be an easy task, we hope there are others like you, willing to fight.
Noticiero: How do I get out of here?
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: We wish to reward you for doing this.
The alien warps an object into your inventory.
Kyr'Ozch Envoy: When you are ready we will let you out the same way you came. Are you ready to go?
Noticiero: Yes!
Yet again you feel the sensation of time and space bending.
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