[The sentries approach slowly..]
"The Soul Master seeks only a gathering of spirits for a meeting.. No harm will come to you, we swear it."
[The head sentry slowly approached Markoth]
🍎If power is what he seeks, then he shall receive no aid from me.
[ The spirit pulled out a nail from gods know where. They have no clue what that gathering is supposed to be for, so safe to say he's on guard. ]
"Come with us, spirit! The Soul Master has requested you bring yourselves to his Sanctum."
"There awaits more wayward spirits."
[The sentry beckoned Markoth.]
"Come.. We must bring you to the gathering."
@slobber_husk [the scholar floated back]
"PLAAAGH! DISGUSTING!"
[the scholar spat, raising its many arms to wipe at its face to get the gunk off of himself.. the sentries staring in shock as the husk ran off, far faster than them in their heavy shell armor..]
[the slobbering husk had appeared smack-dab in the middle of the City of Tears.. The sentries taking slight action as they saw the bug grunting to see if they had slipped back into the infection.]
"HALT! HALT THERE!"
@slobber_husk "You require aid, bug! The radiance's grasp is fading on you.. Just calm yourself so our scholar may heal your ailments!"
[As the scholar focused, the soul gem began to pulsate and shine, the large orange globs on the back of the husk beginning to shrink as their mind cleared.]
@slobber_husk "HALT, THERE! You may still be minorly afflicted with infection.. Stay.. STILL. Just stay there, we can help you."
[The sentries kept their distance, watching the husk as one of the soul scholars descended towards the ground.. It's eyes flickering between an orange and white.]
🩶`` There has been activities here, there the reports have said.
🕷️`` You sure This place isn't a trap?
🩶`` Do you really believe The Sire would lead us to death?
🕷️`` ...N-No..