Lore/Story Iron Gaze: A Non-canon Lore [chapter 4]

Non-Canon: What if Gavel fell? And then, to whom might it fall? And how would the Wynnic forces react?


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Pronunciation Guide

Tika: TEE-kah
Velte: Rhymes with Melt
Bayth: Rhymes with Wraith
Kymer: KIE-mer
Cerid: SAIR-id
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Chapter 4: Stragglers

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“Good to see the Wynn forces haven’t lost their touch. You fought well,” Kymer noted as he sheathed his blade. “Won’t do you much good here, but at least you’ll not go down without a fight. I can respect that.” Tika, barely winded, spoke up. “What do you mean? If this place is so dangerous, why haven’t you tried to escape? Aside from the obvious, of course, but I’m sure if you mustered up your forces you could break through and find a ship to use!” Kymer only laughed, bowing his head. “It’s because this place is a trap now. No way out. That fog about the shore...there’s something about it, I’m not sure what, but even if you walk in a straight line towards the shore, soon enough you’ll find yourself stepping back into the city. It’s impossible to leave.”

Bayth stepped towards the limp corpses of the Drones scattered about the square. “They’re already decomposing, look. You’re right, these things only looked human...so, what are they then? Do you have any idea?” Kymer only sighed in response. “Well, that’s helpful...” he complained. “Well, let’s think about this,” Velte started. “Something has to be causing this to happen. This doesn’t seem like corruption...perhaps this is an effect of the Decay gone rampant? Is there anyone still alive who might know about this better?” A light went off in Tika’s head, an idea. “How about Cerid? Did he survive all this?” Bayth seemed to perk up at the thought. “Well, if he knows anything about all this, he certainly hasn’t said anything, but I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to introduce you three to the rest of us stragglers. Follow me,” Kymer mused as he started walking back into the gardens. Bayth hid his smile.

Under an obsidian statue, a secret passage was revealed as Kymer plunged his sword through a tuft of fake grass. Tika was abuzz with questions as they descended. Each one, he dismissed with the same response. “Patience, girl.” Oil dripped from the ceiling. Eventually, the tunnel opened up into a small room, abuzz with villagers and humans alike. Some had armor. Others, street clothes. Lab coats, the dress of nobles, children clinging to their mothers. It seemed an entire province’s worth of people had been sheltered in that underground bunker. “Welcome to the hideaway. This is probably the safest part of the city nowadays,” Kymer lamented. “Make yourselves at home. And, mage. If Cerid is anywhere, he is in the sleeping quarters or the storage room. To your left.” Bayth sputtered out his thanks before rushing off to the tunnel he was pointed to. “Oy! Wait up, you blockhead!” Tika shouted after him, giving chase. Sure enough, Cerid was sitting upon a ragged bedroll, his face buried in a notebook with a quill and inkwell at the ready. He immediately took notice of their entrance, snapping his notebook shut and turning to face them. “Hah. New faces, mm? How badly did you go off course, I wonder?”

Bayth’s jaw flapped as he scrabbled about in his mind for the words to speak. A sharp smack from Tika seemed to knock his brain into order. “I-I...hello, mister C-Cerid! Erh, m-my name is Bayth, and I’ve wanted t-to meet you for a...a very long time, sir!” The inventor calmly stood up, taking a breath, and outstretched his hand. “I suppose it’s some solace that I’ve got fans even in a dire time like this. Good to meet you, mister Bayth.” The mage took the offered handshake with barely-contained glee, but his companion was less than impressed. “I’m just going to get straight to the point, do you have any idea what’s happening? With the Drones, and the fog?” She sounded rather impatient, as though she wanted to be somewhere else. “Hrm. Seems we’ll have to chat another time, mister Bayth.” He deflated a bit as Cerid released his grip and began to pace about.

“Being completely honest, I’m not sure we know much more than you do. The strange oil, all we know is it’s utterly toxic to ingest. The mist? It turns you back to the city if you walk too far without getting mauled by the Drones. They appear to be soldiers, human and otherwise, but they certainly are not. And then, that’s about it for what we know.” “You’re kidding me, right? You were here when the city got attacked, weren’t you? You’ve got to know more than that!” Tika crossed her arms, eyeing him warily. Cerid’s pace stopped for a moment, and his posture straightened. “Ah, yes. That. I suppose you wouldn’t know about that...well, it’s a little bit difficult to explain, as it were, so excuse me a moment while I get my notes here.” He stepped over to his bedroll, quickly snatching up his book and opening it to a random page. I don’t care how much Bayth likes the guy, something about him’s rubbing me the wrong way, Tika angrily thought to herself as he thumbed through the contents. “Let’s see here...flip flip flip...ah, here’s the page! You don’t seem to be Gavel natives, so I wouldn’t expect you to know this name, but have you heard of a creature called..."

"...the Psychomancer?”​

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Chapter 3: The Fallen
Chapter 5: <Coming Soon>

 

AKA Selvet's final form when you keep talking about how dyed armour should be 9999999 stacks of le. jk

Oh yeah and what quest is Cerid from?

 

Oooh, the Psychomancer. I'm assuming this is why you've returned to its picture?

Also theory: Qira is responsible for this somehow.

 

None.

 

Like this better already.

 

I got that same uncomfortable vibe from Cerid and his stalling. And would a Psychomancer have a grip on people's minds or mind-related powers or something like that?

 

just a question, why are you so into this psychomancer mob?

 

Cicetil's artwork I think.

 

I just always found it to be my favorite. The fight is rather fun, I think, and I adore how his design turned out.

 

Considering it's a "Mind magician" I don't see why not.

 

Doubt they're from any quests, but weapons made by Cerid show up in the game.

 

Where can it be found?

 

The Psychomancer is the very first Hive Boss, leader of the Thunder Division.

 

ouhhhhhhh ok!

 

RIP in peace amazing story

EDIT: Oops... necro... well this has a somewhat legitimate reason :P

 

It's just because I'm having trouble writing the next segment.