Adstrom 550 Share Posted August 31, 2023 + Summons of Steel to Snow + Spoiler [!] Far in the North, an assembly line stirs deep within the mountain peaks. The cruel clattering of cold steel, the whirring of crude clockwork cogs, and the cacophonic hissing of steams and other strange substances reverberated across the ice of the Ailmere. It is operated by THE BARON and an eclectic assortment of other machine assistants. Plates are fitted against metallic skeletal frameworks, while vile green oils are manufactured en masse. Distrugere is preparing for something grand. Amidst this, a missive is spread throughout the land, delivered by mechanical wings. TO THE MACHINES OF AEVOS, Have you found yourself alone? Ostracized, by the commonfolk - merely because you are not of flesh in make? Think this NO FURTHER! It is time for the creations of gear and cogs to rally and find concurrence in the like-minded ilk of iron. Amongst the Northern summits, I, Vincente von DISTRUGERE, am constructing a great fortress. Here, all automata and otherwise machine-inclined individuals will be invited to flock together. It shall be a site of vast research, study, and conglomeration. If you are at all interested in these prospects or wish to make contributions to their development, please address all concerns to VON DISTRUGERE INDUSTRIES, with your name and title attached. [!] At the bottom, in very fine and mushed-together print, there is a final statement. * ParticipatingautomatawillberequiredtohaveobediencevesselsinstalledThisexcludeseServitosandhispriestarmadawhoareinvitedtoremaindetached. VINCENTE VON DISTRUGERE, THE IRON BARON 16 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benleft 994 Share Posted August 31, 2023 Chordus' sense of self was fleeting- had it penned this message? With the failing of a servo or the slipping of a cog its memory righted itself. It recalled its purpose, service to THE IRON CAUSE, THE BARON. Himself. Of Distrugestadt did its damned gears dream. 2 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Papa Rock 416 Share Posted September 2, 2023 Deep within the dwarven realm and carven halls of the mountain kingdom, the Starbreaker's golemantic eyes flicker as they look over the missive. A frown slowly begins to form over his face, wrinkles bunching up beneath his thick brows and beard. "Hrm... This- complicates things.." the dwarf mutters. He then reveals such missive to the rest of his family, including the Stone-Kin which stand by his side. "Wot du e know about deh machines? Try an' gather further information, Kin." Finally, the dwarf rests the missive down onto his desk, leaning back into his large chair, a hand resting on the arm rest and the other stroking his beard as he enters a deep state of thought. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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