[Regalus]

"I witness...
...
That in the name of Justice, the execution of those who held hands in love; heart devoured.
Merciless

That in the name of Purity, the execution of one who dirtied his hands to protect his family; soul damned.
Self-Righteous

That in the name of Good, the execution of one who wished to be free; killed by his own.
Heartless
That in the name of Glory, the execution of a Hero; gladly exchanged for a few flowers.

Disappointing
That in the name of Honor, the execution of childhood; children smiling as they talk of sacrifice and death of themselves.
Cruel
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I witness Fear take root in the hearts of these so called Oracles and Saints:

In fear

In fear, they strike down kindness, afraid it would betray them;

In fear, the strike down charity, afraid it would disadvantage them;

In fear, they strike down mercy, afraid it would haunt them;
In fear, they call it all -such horrid acts- Necessity.
...
Oh Memoria...
I hope my eyes be blind, mistaken, wrong...
For what I witness-
...
Surely a life, a world, isn't so worthless
To be thrown aside without care
All for the sake of this endless war
.
.
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What should this world have been?"

An old man stands atop a cliff with a book flickering about. Overlooking Nightview and Final Frontier, he looked towards where earth met heaven, that visible mark of eternity.
Intent flashed as runes weaved brilliant silken temporality, a formation reminiscent of wayfinding, yet not quite. 
A way that threaded not through Lifestream...
But of the Timestream.
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His faith of a lifetime burned, lighting the way through uncharted course
Perhaps only he who has damaged his own time could do so
Strive towards the source of it all, He who holds answers to all
Such a feat made known to all in touch with the Timestream
To be followed by any that wish to trace his path
Under the All-Knowing's Gaze.
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Characters: Regalus
Attendees: Free for time mages aligned to the good side to join (max ?)
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Danger: Actually just fucking kill me HCoD
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Tone:
Memoria
Remembering what the world should have been
Ideal vs Reality
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Reward:
Past Lore, Memoria Lore, the path to becoming a Saint of Memoria, etc.
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DM: Looking for one :)
Discord:regalus_

[MalfGuy2]

Monsters off the northwestern coasts of the Water- and Wind-attuned varieties find it fit to enter catatonia every now and again along the coastline of the Frontier. It's indeterminate what is causing this; Left-over Timestream Runes flicker all over the loamy sands without any real rhyme or reason.

Draconic- and angelic-inspired creatures rising over what all Spirit World convergence points they could end up leading towards Regalus' personal encampent, regardless of wherever and whenever he could be, the remnants of Jokul's fabled sacrifice for all Spirit- and Monster-kind portends help instead of hindrance:

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"In this stressing situation..."

"I think you should ask yourself three questions:"

"Who keeps leaving strange messages over the Holo-Rune servobox?"

"Where are we right now?"

"And, perhaps most importantly..."

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As the days of the Monsters asserting their will over Delphina Bay and the Silent Expanse's southern reaches crawl by,
Grass grows,
Rain falls,
And the strong prey upon the weak.
What was, will be. What will be, was.

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"Do you like hurting other people?"

"The Truth within mankind's lofty ideals must be preserved."

The Divine Storm will follow Regalus to the End Of Time if it must.