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Post by Blake Oleander on Mar 22, 2019 20:24:26 GMT -8
Blake stood in his courtyard, his equipment polished and maintained. His hand absently played with the wedding ring on his finger as Dante watched his back, scythe in hand. As if he was ready to fight at the moment.
"Are you ready Virgil?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 24, 2019 10:58:44 GMT -8
Virgil was still getting used to his full form but his self inspections were put on hold carrying the blade entrusted to him he would nod.
"Ready as I can be."
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Post by Blake Oleander on Mar 24, 2019 13:23:57 GMT -8
He nodded. Clasping Virgil's shoulder before taking a drink of the Holy water. His wish firmly in his mind. To be taken to the area where the Conqueror has tethered his ability to fly.
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 24, 2019 21:40:39 GMT -8
Blake would find himself with Virgil on a large hill, covered in mossy rocks, green grass, cool air, and some foggy wetlands near by. However there was a thriving society going about it's business in the near by city. People working fields, soldiers at a garrison running drills, quite a few civilian homes and people just going about their days without a care in the world.
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Post by Blake Oleander on Mar 24, 2019 21:41:44 GMT -8
"Where are we, Virgil?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 24, 2019 21:45:48 GMT -8
"What was once Dublin, Ireland. It's known now as Talamh Iarainn, Or Iron Land."
Virgil would say as he watched people farm.
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Post by Blake Oleander on Mar 24, 2019 21:48:09 GMT -8
"And are the people happy here? Or oppressed?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 24, 2019 21:50:08 GMT -8
Virgil would stop watching them and look back at Blake now.
"Happy. They do not see any oppression. They see safety, regularity, and a purpose."
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Post by Blake Oleander on Mar 24, 2019 21:53:26 GMT -8
"Then it appears that here we will be the villains."
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 25, 2019 17:43:10 GMT -8
Virgil would fold his arms and nod at that statement.
"What is the plan?"
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Post by Blake Oleander on Mar 25, 2019 18:36:39 GMT -8
"That depends... Is there any organized resistance in this land here? Or is everyone under his sway?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 25, 2019 18:46:15 GMT -8
"There are a few dejected people groups who try to throw things into chaos, but they are far from capable, even united they bicker among themselves and get nothing done. Part of the reason these lands fell into a war that brought their population to the same as what we have in Aurora currently."
Virgil would shrug.
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Post by Blake Oleander on Mar 25, 2019 19:44:19 GMT -8
"Can they be salvaged and turned into a proper resistance?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on Mar 25, 2019 20:10:33 GMT -8
"For their population... Yes. The entire army of this land is near five hundred, and the resistance forces number in the total of one hundred. Though it will be very difficult to get them to work together..."
Virgil stops with a confused look on his face.
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Post by Blake Oleander on Mar 25, 2019 20:13:01 GMT -8
"What's wrong?"
He'd never seen Virgil confused before.
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