May 19 2026, 04:22 PM
It had purposefully avoided doing anything that Vargas had told it to do - it had not gone to see the Blacksmith, nor done any recruiting or scouting or really anything. But there was one thing it craved deeply to do, almost an instinctual need, that unfortunately also aligned with a task that had been long forgotten and abandoned - the foul, wretched Order that had taken over Eridanus needed to be cleansed. And in such a place where fire could so easily catch, it sounded like the perfect spot to, well...
Drool dripped from its chin as it stalked towards the entrance, stomach roiling with the thought of the coming carnage. Black flames ripping away the white, the bodies of Lessers falling before it, helpless and afraid, the scream of birds in the trees as they fled the flames, only for black claws to rip them from the sky and devour them, the Greaters that would show up to stop it...
It did not wait long when it stepped into Eridanus. Maybe 10 seconds of walking into the forest before it could not wait any longer. It lashed out at a tree almost dripping with white, its claws scourging a deep mark in the wood that burst into dark flames. They seemed diminished in here, like it couldn't quite overwhelm the force of Order that coveted this room. Ah...well, that would change. Very soon.