Saggi's Sermon
[Warning, gets a tad bit graphic by the end]
A devotee of Laanx shouted throughout the plaza. "Citizens of Hydlaa. Come to the Laans temple and hear Priest Lezeheso's sermon. Be you Laanx follower or member of any other church his words will be important to hear," yelled the ylian Penoli. Slowly men, women, and kra listened to his words or read one of the many posters, gathering within the temple.
A masked ynnwn walked through the caves of the stone head. He already knew who he was looking for and where he'd find them. In his hands was a small scroll, words in calligraphy written on it, ripped from a wall. He quickly spotted another ynnwn, young with red hair, and an old diabolo wrapped in black robes, surrounded by skeletons and tables. He narrowed his eyes, stepping up to them in rushed steps.
Slowly he climbed up the Laanx well, or what was left of him. Wrapped in black, the only thing that was revealed was his face, a skull with flesh still scattered on a few spots. He was once a demorian, now a twisted creature, transformed by necromancy to do his masters bidding and today his master bid that he climb up the well. The echos from the speaking had stopped. The targets would be here soon. He would only have to grab his blade and cut them to ribbons. This was all he understood, all he knew.
Saggi smiles lightly, addressing the crowd that Penoli gathered with a warm welcome, "Hello ladies, gentlemen, and kra. Thank you for gathering today in the Laanx temple. Thanks to Sharven's generousity I'm able to use it today for this occasion. Today I have a very important speech to make, one on all religions and on the meaning and problem of chaotic worship."
Saiix and Nalirar turned, looking at the masked man as he held the paper to their eyes, pointing to the words on it. "Saggi Lezeheso. He knows of your plans. He wants to tell the people, to have them persuade the Octarch to kill us all. You must do away with him quickly. Have you done it yet? Have you found the skill needed to create more elite soldiers?"
He smelled them now, their flesh the only other smell in the room, mixing faintly with the unmistakable smell of rot and death emanating from his own body. He took off his robe, revealing a figure so tortured, so twisted that 'he' would not be appropriate. No, 'it' was what the thing was, the rotten remains of a demorian, decayed through completely, drawing its blade as it prepared to lunge over the edge of the well and slay all in its path.
Saggi took a pause, making sure that the crowd was still with him, "My message today has to deal with those Dakkru followers.... A warning of sorts. It is my fear that Hydlaa may be in grave danger because of chaotic worship. You see, not too long ago I and a group of, unfortunately deceased, priests found ourselves stumbling upon a shrine...One filled with death. We found many bodies, altered, changed and such. Maps detailing routes to Hydlaa and the city itself. Most unfortunately we found traces of necromantic experiments and Dakkru symbols and statues all around."
Saiix nodded, pointing to the side where two tables stood, side by side, on one the decayed corpse of a demorian and on the other the remains of what seemed to be a long dead ylian, "While the ylian isn't complete the demorian is. They are in many ways twins, born of the same technique and one complete they will share the same powers and mind. They have a slight ability to think and are much more capable than the original toys we sent to Hydlaa's sewers for tests." The masked man nodded, "Send the demorian to Hydlaa, sneak him in. Make sure that he kills Priest Lezeheso and his assistant. Who knows how much either of them could know."
Saggi turned around, eyes widening as the creature jumped from out of the well. Its blade swung, going to slice Saggi open, Penoli jumping infront of him, a massive cut running vertically through his chest as both men were knocked into the wall. Saggi looked with horror into Penoli's dying eyes, seeing the tears run down his face. Then, there was nothing left but a bloody neck, his dead decapitated and thrown into the well. Saggi ran as fast as he could, screaming as another slash went toward him, hitting Penoli's remains instead. The creature was quick though, in another moment, its blade cutting Saggi deeply in his side. Time was up though. Sharven and the other priests would know something was wrong by now. The creature disappeared into the well again, leaving only a few of Laanx's faithfuls to view its exit, leaving Saggi wounded on the floor.
Many hours later a man in what seemed to be new red robes walked past the black torches, into the shrine that they held behind. A few bandages covered his chest and he walked much slower than usual from weakness. Waiting for him was a masked man, standing by book shelves.
"So I take it that all things are going to plan," questioned the ynnwn in red robes. The masked man nodded then the ynnwn spoke again, "Good. That means your duties are up until it is time to leave."
