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The Ebony Republic wrote:

They followed along, and the Captain would speak once in the pod. "Tell me of this Corruptos and the corruption. You implied their names are their power?" Aithanar was silent for now, infact he was studying the area around him with minute movements of his head. The Captain finally fixed her hair to its original state, waiting for the Seraph's reply. "I assume the gemstones and precious metals motif is also a testament against your enemies, these ah, corruptors?"

Admiral Nalzirin exited the room in the time it took them to walk to the bridge, walk the bridge and get into the grav pod to start their movement deeper into Seraph territory. The Admiral folded his hands behindhis back and watched the Citadel from orbit, so tall it ascended, as if it was piercing, no...not piercing, as if it was designed to -be- the Heavens. This gave him an idea, and he was sure the Council was likely on the same page. He moved back to the meeting room.

The Seraph took a hold of the door and slammed it hard, the noise the door made as it sealed, was a mixture of breathing and mechanical sealing, as the door finished its sealing protocols. The inside of the pod was very bare, with a single window to look out of, the window glistened with the light of the bridge and of its surroundings, it looked out into the eternal darkness that was around the bridge The pod also had two rows of seats, obviously made for the seraphs, as it looked like the Captain, Aithanar and another individual could sit in one alone.

The Seraph took a seat and she reached out to something above, and after a few second of clicking, a holographic interface appeared before her, she pressed some buttons and the pod took off, speeding forward across the tracks. “Do not worry, you do not need a seatbelt, you're entirely protected here.” she crossed her legs, and looked down, fear and anxiety seeming to wash over her face. She seemed to ponder over something in her mind, as brief flickers of memories flashed across her eye’s. “To answer your second question, much of the architecture of the sanctuary, like the gemstones, were there far before we ourselves were made. Now we have over millenia improved upon the architecture of the sanctuary, things like the various statues were built to deflect possible mythological invaders, this bridge here was built to drag the World Ender Beelzebub into the Sanctuaries Dungeon of Ancients, the various statues and archway’s seeming to subdue the beast.” she answered, fear again washed over her and she had to take several deep breaths before speaking.
“We are not the natural inhabitants of this world, those were the Druids of Thomane. The Order our Creator Gabriel belonged to.” she had to swallow to not burst out into tears. “These Druids were created by the Lord of Creation, Alohai...so they watch over his creation, they were given mastarage of Life, Reality and the Mind. They were to be like Shepherds...but overtime...many began acting like tyrants, kings and rulers...they had extinguished races they deemed to be unworthy, they began drifting from Alohais plan... then came Gabriel, Kindness beyond all, Patience that could outlive the stars themselves, and wisdom second only to Alohai himself. He was a true master in the crafts of the Druids, first mastering life and once ascended to power after casting out the blasphemers for...massacring, and deflowering Alohais image, he slowly mastered the other arts as well, while reforming and limiting the druids back to their original state, as Shepherds, not rulers.” She let out a little smile, her mind seeming to flicker to things, which then again fell to a grim look on her face.

“Unfortunately...there were those who did not follow this new direction. Led by the First sinner Sehkemet, they desired to unshackle themselves from their corporal form. They wanted to not only rule creation but ascend past not just the Druids, but past Alohai himself. Sehkemet, Coeus, Zegreus, Athena, Baal and many others I can’t mention...these Corruptos, waged a war against the druids over the fate of creation itself. The Druids response was Gabriels creation of us...the Seraphs, to fight the legions of corrupted and the Corruptos themselves, to slay them and protect our Creator.” she as she looked down a small tear dropping from her. “And we failed…” she said as the pod finally came to a stop, and the door slid open, and she stepped out. “I believe Paladin 3;16 shall be arriving with the others in a few seconds.” She said, as she took in a deep breath and slowly approached something off in the distance.