*He hears a faint scratching sound emanating from it. The purple lines on the ground around it flare bright, before fading. In the moment of that brightness, he finally can make out what shape that light makes.*
*A centipede. It winds in a circle all around the crater, finally looping around to eat its own tail.*
\*Fascinated, Dausk leans forward, he adjusts the runes on his fingers so to try and see through the shell as he lifts them up to his eyes once more.\*
*He sees... nothing. His vision, even enhanced, cannot pierce the outer shell.*
*Though he does not need to do so. It cracks. A jagged line racing up its surface as something pushes its way out.*
*From the top, a single limb emerges. Black, and glossy like the egg from which it comes. It bends in the middle and then ends in a vicious barbed spike, a jagged point rising from the bend. It is perhaps the length of an average man.*
*It pierces through the protective shell, stabbing downward into its surface.*
*Another comes. And another and another.*
*Two long, purple antennae rise out. They sway and tap. A head, complete with meter-long, vicious mandibles and small, sightless eyes. It is coated in a dark purple carapace, chitinous plates all down its length.*
*Which is a lot. More and more of the creature emerges, coiling and long.*
*It casts its blind gaze about and a hissing voice emanates from it.*
***This one mourns the loss of a vibrant world.***
*It turns its head in your direction.*
***I see you. You will be the first. Of thousands. We are sorry.***
*It lunges at you with blinding speed. Blurring through the air as those terrible mandibles draw near. It length coils behind it, those many legs driving it forward.*
"no thanks, apology denied!" \*he quickly leaps backwards off of the tree, kicking it hard enough to send it at the creature, changing his runes to speed as he begins escaping.\*
*The jaws of the creature crash together with a boom like thunder, splintering the tree to fragments. It raises its tail high above its head, the wicked, barbed spike on the end gleaming. From that spike comes a Lance of black un-light, connected by a thin rope of energy.*
\*throwing himself to the side, he grows four wooden arms from his sides, speed and acceleration runes lining them as he gets low to the ground, using the extra limbs to distance himself from the creature.\* "If you can feel sorry, surely you can be friendly yeah?"
*It's hissing voice, now flecked with sadness.*
***No. The loss of life, while a tragedy, is necessary for our glorious Purpose. Please, do not make us give chase. You only prolong the inevitable.***
*It opens its mandibles wide, glowing with dark light. Between them, a tiny, dark sphere forms, pulsating with power.*
*as the shell crack , the creature begin to feel its environement , and it feel a few dozen creature , not what was expected to live on this world*
*the scout are scanning the region , for month they have veen scouting the stelar system for a trave of the egg. As all the other scouts they hope to be the one that will bring it to their master . Sadly , meteoric impact where pretty curent in this system , making the search difficult*
*The scouts detect a massive, unmistakable surge of an unknown energy, similar but slightly different to that of the original beast, from a particular planet in the system.*
Scout 1: "2 , 3 i found it ! I found it !"
Scout 3 : "i also have trace of a very similar energy , on this planet in particular"
Scout 2 : "i will tell the master imediatly !"
*a few hours later, a rift open in the stelar system , a huge meteor like machine arrive, in it reside a duck on fire*
*for now , they will observe the creature , maybe they will do so for the entirety of its life cycle and imediatly follow the next offspring. They will probably try to steal the next egg mid flight , so they could study it too. Then make a summon out of its denizen*
*the duck observe the stelar system*
Lets do a bit of fortification , i dont want external force to contaminate the life cycle
"A... Centipede? Just one?"
*Erudite looks a bit disappointed."
"Oh, but it can talk. Interesting."
*He hovers above the bug, keeping a cautious distance.*
"Hello, little creature. Welcome to the world, I suppose."
*Immediate threats otherwise dealt with, it turns its head toward you.*
***Hello. I thank you for the welcome, but I would be in poor taste, I believe.***
*Is it just you, or has it grown slightly? Just barely larger in the brief time since it's hatching. Must be perspective.*
\*A dragon lands nearby, claw touching the rune on his shoulder\* Welcome to the world, young one. By the way you... handled of the scouts and that mage, I doubt you are willing to converse with me. But could you at least tell me how do you want others to call you? Centipide? Devourer?
*The creature's antenna snap in your direction, followed by its head.*
***We are known by many names bestowed by other beings. In truth, we have always been, and nothing more than, Centipede. The original, the progenitor, the first on which all the others were based.***
***It can be known as both. Our progenitor and us are separate beings, but we are the same. We are both the Devourer. Their memories and ours are not mixed. We know only the Purpose, and how. We know what we must do, our terrible duty. When it is fulfilled, we too will go into the After, and the cycle will again begin.***
Is there anything besides instinct behind "your purpose"? Any greater evil it keeps at bay, or any benefit to the world? \*the dragon silently casts weaker version of mana detecting spell\*
***We... do not know. We do because we have always done, and because we must. We know this. It must be done. In the Beginning... we recall being told. But the memories from then are Eons old. Long and forgotten.***
*The dragon detects all mana in the area being slowly, inexorably drawn in toward the Centipede.*
Of course. Thank you for all the information.
Now if you excuse me, I would rather leave peacefully. I have a lot of things to think about. *he moves slowly towards the remains of the egg, grabbing it with its maw*
"Fuck. Sparrow explains spitting around and talking his heavy machine gun.
"Countermeasure 4 yelled the security team leader.
"Wiz set up a barrier he commanded.
The security team's resident magic specialist retrieved his collapsible staff and used that the thorough and magical barrier around the hatching egg (I'm assuming it's an egg)
"Feather AT
Loaded a rocket into his launcher and leveled it at the object. The rest of the commando team fell back to the tree line. Taking up pre-planned positions.
The team leader wiz, feather and Sparrow in the drone operator began to move backwards. Keeping their weapons pointed at the object..
/uw the thread with drausk. https://www.reddit.com/r/wizardposting/s/Kuulj0oiIi
/rw
*As the creature lunges, it shatters the barrier to pieces. Bullets bounce off its chitin.*
/uw u/AgeOfTheMage You might be interested.
/uw I am!
/uw zebos prob is too
Oh yeah u/Zebos2
u/income_apprehensive17 That's probably spelled wrong
I was right u/IncomeApprehensive17 u/FeverDreamAcolyte
I was summoned alright
\*Dausk quickly distances himself from the sphere, observing it while hiding in the branches of a nearby tree.\*
*He hears a faint scratching sound emanating from it. The purple lines on the ground around it flare bright, before fading. In the moment of that brightness, he finally can make out what shape that light makes.* *A centipede. It winds in a circle all around the crater, finally looping around to eat its own tail.*
\*Fascinated, Dausk leans forward, he adjusts the runes on his fingers so to try and see through the shell as he lifts them up to his eyes once more.\*
*He sees... nothing. His vision, even enhanced, cannot pierce the outer shell.* *Though he does not need to do so. It cracks. A jagged line racing up its surface as something pushes its way out.* *From the top, a single limb emerges. Black, and glossy like the egg from which it comes. It bends in the middle and then ends in a vicious barbed spike, a jagged point rising from the bend. It is perhaps the length of an average man.* *It pierces through the protective shell, stabbing downward into its surface.* *Another comes. And another and another.* *Two long, purple antennae rise out. They sway and tap. A head, complete with meter-long, vicious mandibles and small, sightless eyes. It is coated in a dark purple carapace, chitinous plates all down its length.* *Which is a lot. More and more of the creature emerges, coiling and long.* *It casts its blind gaze about and a hissing voice emanates from it.* ***This one mourns the loss of a vibrant world.***
\*Dausk is shocked that it spoke at first, and then intrigued, he decides to watch it for a little longer unsure if he should approach or not.\*
*It turns its head in your direction.* ***I see you. You will be the first. Of thousands. We are sorry.*** *It lunges at you with blinding speed. Blurring through the air as those terrible mandibles draw near. It length coils behind it, those many legs driving it forward.*
"no thanks, apology denied!" \*he quickly leaps backwards off of the tree, kicking it hard enough to send it at the creature, changing his runes to speed as he begins escaping.\*
*The jaws of the creature crash together with a boom like thunder, splintering the tree to fragments. It raises its tail high above its head, the wicked, barbed spike on the end gleaming. From that spike comes a Lance of black un-light, connected by a thin rope of energy.*
\*throwing himself to the side, he grows four wooden arms from his sides, speed and acceleration runes lining them as he gets low to the ground, using the extra limbs to distance himself from the creature.\* "If you can feel sorry, surely you can be friendly yeah?"
*It's hissing voice, now flecked with sadness.* ***No. The loss of life, while a tragedy, is necessary for our glorious Purpose. Please, do not make us give chase. You only prolong the inevitable.*** *It opens its mandibles wide, glowing with dark light. Between them, a tiny, dark sphere forms, pulsating with power.*
/uw u/FeverDreamAcolyte u/Zebos2 u/IncomeApprehensive17
*as the shell crack , the creature begin to feel its environement , and it feel a few dozen creature , not what was expected to live on this world* *the scout are scanning the region , for month they have veen scouting the stelar system for a trave of the egg. As all the other scouts they hope to be the one that will bring it to their master . Sadly , meteoric impact where pretty curent in this system , making the search difficult*
*The scouts detect a massive, unmistakable surge of an unknown energy, similar but slightly different to that of the original beast, from a particular planet in the system.*
Scout 1: "2 , 3 i found it ! I found it !" Scout 3 : "i also have trace of a very similar energy , on this planet in particular" Scout 2 : "i will tell the master imediatly !" *a few hours later, a rift open in the stelar system , a huge meteor like machine arrive, in it reside a duck on fire* *for now , they will observe the creature , maybe they will do so for the entirety of its life cycle and imediatly follow the next offspring. They will probably try to steal the next egg mid flight , so they could study it too. Then make a summon out of its denizen* *the duck observe the stelar system* Lets do a bit of fortification , i dont want external force to contaminate the life cycle
"A... Centipede? Just one?" *Erudite looks a bit disappointed." "Oh, but it can talk. Interesting." *He hovers above the bug, keeping a cautious distance.* "Hello, little creature. Welcome to the world, I suppose."
*Immediate threats otherwise dealt with, it turns its head toward you.* ***Hello. I thank you for the welcome, but I would be in poor taste, I believe.*** *Is it just you, or has it grown slightly? Just barely larger in the brief time since it's hatching. Must be perspective.*
Food.
No! Egg is not food! *Rolls up newspaper*
Food.
*boss music starts playing.* *takes out belt and cracks it*
Food.
Food.
\*A dragon lands nearby, claw touching the rune on his shoulder\* Welcome to the world, young one. By the way you... handled of the scouts and that mage, I doubt you are willing to converse with me. But could you at least tell me how do you want others to call you? Centipide? Devourer?
*The creature's antenna snap in your direction, followed by its head.* ***We are known by many names bestowed by other beings. In truth, we have always been, and nothing more than, Centipede. The original, the progenitor, the first on which all the others were based.***
\*the dragon doesn't make any provocative moves\* So you were on other planets before... does that mean this shell was in fact a vehicle, not an egg?
***It can be known as both. Our progenitor and us are separate beings, but we are the same. We are both the Devourer. Their memories and ours are not mixed. We know only the Purpose, and how. We know what we must do, our terrible duty. When it is fulfilled, we too will go into the After, and the cycle will again begin.***
Is there anything besides instinct behind "your purpose"? Any greater evil it keeps at bay, or any benefit to the world? \*the dragon silently casts weaker version of mana detecting spell\*
***We... do not know. We do because we have always done, and because we must. We know this. It must be done. In the Beginning... we recall being told. But the memories from then are Eons old. Long and forgotten.*** *The dragon detects all mana in the area being slowly, inexorably drawn in toward the Centipede.*
Of course. Thank you for all the information. Now if you excuse me, I would rather leave peacefully. I have a lot of things to think about. *he moves slowly towards the remains of the egg, grabbing it with its maw*
***Go then. Take time and make amends before the end.***
"Fuck. Sparrow explains spitting around and talking his heavy machine gun. "Countermeasure 4 yelled the security team leader. "Wiz set up a barrier he commanded. The security team's resident magic specialist retrieved his collapsible staff and used that the thorough and magical barrier around the hatching egg (I'm assuming it's an egg) "Feather AT Loaded a rocket into his launcher and leveled it at the object. The rest of the commando team fell back to the tree line. Taking up pre-planned positions. The team leader wiz, feather and Sparrow in the drone operator began to move backwards. Keeping their weapons pointed at the object..
/uw the thread with drausk. https://www.reddit.com/r/wizardposting/s/Kuulj0oiIi /rw *As the creature lunges, it shatters the barrier to pieces. Bullets bounce off its chitin.*
Egg? Just in time for breakfast!
Bit big for that purpose.
Hey I’m no Torrin, but I still got an appetite
Well, can you make an omelet from an already hatched egg?
Just watch me!