The entrance was obvious enough. A path from my friend Agrippa led to a very large, open chamber. Four separate walkways connected the central structure, each leading to a different area. A single Gatherer patrolled at the far end - a mere annoyance at this point.
TRADITIONAL FIRE |
This chamber seemed different from the rest of the castle, older. As if the entire structure I'd come to fear - The Wine Cellar, Study, Storage, Prison, Morgue, Sewers, and Choir had all been built around this one venue. It was as if this place had been the start of all the misery that surrounded Baron Alexander. The flames of the torches burned an unnatural blue, illuminating the surrounding darkness in such a way that everything seemed to be larger than it was. This was an abode of the occult, of mysticism and magicks. I pressed on past the bridge, forward to the destiny that ultimately awaited Daniel.
With great trepidation, I introduced myself to the room that would play host to the beginning of the end. Agrippa certainly wasn't kidding about the barrier.
I quit. |
Between the opening of the passage and the end lay a large, circular hallway filled with electricity. This was the defense Agrippa spoke of, the one I needed the Orb to penetrate. If I was right, Alexander possessed multiple Orbs on the other side of this damnable machine. I needed only one to grant me access to my vengeance. Beside me was the very pedestal that I would place my Orb into, granting the audience I'd so long desired.
Who lights all these things? |
With no way to proceed forward, I left this hallowed ground and returned to the Nave. On the way back Alexander contacted me telepathically and he wasn't pleased. After seeking his help and using his abilities, I had the nerve to try and stop him, to bring The Shadow into the Inner Sanctum. He was right. He had helped Daniel, given him shelter. If it hadn't been for Alexander, Daniel would have died a brutal death in London.
You kind of sent monsters after me. |
But despite all this I knew the truth. Alexander has used our protagonist, took him in with the goal of stealing his Orb and using it for himself. He taught Daniel how to extract the vitae, then became surprised as evil started to creep into his heart. An immortal being he may be, but Alexander is no master of the human mind. He considered himself better than Daniel and yet from my viewpoint he was worse - a master teaching an apprentice how to butcher, then throwing the apprentice away once he'd done all the work.
Again telepathically the Baron apologized, stating Daniel had come too far. He had something in store for our British friend, something in the near future. Unfazed, I moved on.
With only three pieces to go, I entered the Transcept to finish re-assembling the Orb, rediscover Daniel's past, and put a stop to the monster in human skin known as Baron Alexander.
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