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<span class="mu-i"> “Pardon my delay.” </span> You tell Avenger telepathically, <span class="mu-i"> “We won’t pursue the Assassin right now, there’s something else we should investigate to the southeast. Come back to me.” </span>
She soon materializes in front of you, asking, “What did you want investigate again, Master?”
“I don’t know details, but there’s definitely something bad happening to the southeast.” You answer, “This may sound bizarre, it was a really visceral gut-feeling of foreboding.”
“Strange.” Avenger remarked, “I take it a remote-viewing would be an acceptable first step? I’ll see what I can see from relative safety back here.”
You nod to affirm her suggestion, and she sits down, her eyes glazing over as her conscious mind moves elsewhere. You keep watch for the next few minutes until your Servant comes to.
“Something unusual certainly is happening over there.” She reports, “Our ‘dear acquaintances’ Diomedes and the Berserker girl were accompanied by several unsightly monsters. I had to pull back before Athena caught on to what I was doing so I didn’t have time to carefully study how they were summoning them, but my suspicion is that they’re seizing the Spirit Fonts in their immediate vicinity to gather magical energy to summon and sustain more of the creatures.”
“Could you show me what those creatures look like?” You ask, and she obliges, sharing a mental image of what she saw with you.
Upon seeing the creatures, you’re hit by a wave of revulsion. Unnatural things with forms of twisted mockery of living creatures. Some reminiscent of aquatic invertebrates, but covered in bony growths, others oversized, disembodied eyeballs hovering above the ground, and the most revolting to you, horned humanoids with clawed hands, hooves, a pair of wings on their backs, and thin spindly tails. The question most often at the front of your mind was when you’d recover your name, but that is shunted away as a consuming wrath builds inside you. Your breathing quickens, you feel rising heat in your chest, and a directed focus narrows your perspective. You lack your name, but the fibers of your being are telling you that your purpose is to annihilate these abominations that affront reality itself.
Roll a d100 to maintain rational thoughts.
