Author   |
Title |
Description |
Date |
Rank |
| Elobo |
Stone of Original Sin |
Students have approached me and asked why Gargoyles and Rockgoyles are so different. This scroll illustrates a local legend. Both Rockgoyle and Gargoyle were hewn from the Stone of Origin. But the Rockgoyle chose to stay near the Stone taking its power inwards, while the Gargoyle chose to journey from the stone, bringing its power outwards. As such, the Rockgoyle became like stone - cold, stoic, sedentary, and steadfast in its abilities. The Gargoyle became like magma - burning with terrible power, aggressive, and able to bring the influence of the Stone of Origin new places. One cannot exist without the other. Both cut from the same earth.
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5/12/09 |
0.00 |
| Elobo |
A Century of Blood |
Some folks have asked me why the people of Spookane will not look at the Rosemary Mansion during a nighttime windstorm. We found this in some dusty archives, and it recounts the Shroudley. "The most notorious mass murderer of our times was a Rosemary. His immaculate white robes were stained crimson as he delighted in the bloodletting of countless people. After taking countless lives, he was finally lynched in his house on the hill. But his profane soul was condemned to the vile dwelling in his hereafter, never free to roam. Unless, that is, he could lock eyes with another and single them out. This allowed him to manifest in their quarters for that night only. His tortured wailing in the wind would cause the people of the town never to look at the roof of that mansion in the night for over one hundred years. And though he comes infrequently and the tradition holds fast... there is always new blood on his hands."
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5/12/09 |
0.00 |
| Elobo |
The Maelstrom at the Peak |
People often ask why the Grizzly and Titanian can coexist on Mt. Itoi. They are both such powerful creatures, yet there is little conflict. This old scroll recounts a local legend: It seems the champions of the Grizzlies and the champion of the Titanians both desired the lush, green peaks of the mountain for their. They met each other and could not come to terms - compromise was impossible. So they began to fight. The immense power of the grizzly and impenetrable defense of the Titanian. The intensity of their battle killed the plants around them and drove the other animals away. But still they fought. Ageless trees were shattered to stumps. But still the battle raged on for a full month. Finally, they came at each other with their desperate te techniques. The Bear’s Last Blow and the Titanian’s Stone of Origin. They died in each others arms, realizing then how worthy the other was. As their forms crumbled, their spirits lingered to see to the slow regrowth of the mountain and the fellowship of their kind.
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5/10/09 |
0.00 |
| Elobo |
Pushed Beyond |
Pushed to its limits and beyond, this Carbon Dog rages. They have never been tamed, never been broken. But this cartel aimed to do just that. Starved, beaten, humiliated, mutilated. But when they threatened to do the same to the cubs of his pack, something inside him ignites. The heat of his rage is melting away his specially treated restraints and shielded wires to the inhibitor around his neck. His body oscillates between fur and a mineral substance. He glows a full spectrum of brilliant light and his strength starts to increase exponentially. He is about to realize and release a strange and beautiful power in a very sudden and violent way.
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5/6/09 |
0.00 |
| Elobo |
Broken Silence |
I am an Omega Borg, one of the greatest warriors of the invading forces. I was designed only for destruction, to strategize and react with deadly precisions. It's been countless years since I was abandoned on this savaged mountaintop. I was content to wait with stoic complacency, but nature now creeps back up the lonesome peak, strangling it with new life. How strange it is that the trilling of these tiny birds might warm a heart that isn't there. I was built to destroy, but where would the honour be in killing this fragile creature? Perhaps I should rethink my ethos of existence. This simple song has done away with so much of the bleak ennui of this mountain. Perhaps... this is real power?
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5/5/09 |
0.00 |
