Za'cha leaned against the wall of the hall just outside of the Guild Master's office. "Why are we here again?" sighed Tessa, the Spirit that resided within the Scythe of Death, one of the Weapons of the Apocalypse. The long brown haired woman was only visible and audible to him, but it didn't stop him from reacting as if she were truly there.
"Because Harrigan's been silent for too long... that or we've not been paying enough attention. In either case, it's in our best interests to instigate contact with the Guild Master at present." he answered. "We've been working in our forge room for a little too long on our projects..." said the Dark Ex-Quip Mage who held the position of one of the Pillar's of the guild, at last his recollection at least.
The other Spirit that resided within his mind gave a huff of annoyance. This was the Dark Celestial Spirit that was the the embodiment and named for the Sin of Pride. "If Harrigan has been silenced, and the guild has been too silent, then perhaps it has fallen, which only seems to emphasise the fact that we are still here. If that is the case, then we should commence reconstruction, with us as the new Master." the Dark Spirit espouted, causing Za'cha to smirk and chuckle.
"I doubt that is the case. If the Guild had fallen, I'm sure even in the depth of our work we would have heard something. As it stands..." he shrugged before he resumed his waiting.
"Because Harrigan's been silent for too long... that or we've not been paying enough attention. In either case, it's in our best interests to instigate contact with the Guild Master at present." he answered. "We've been working in our forge room for a little too long on our projects..." said the Dark Ex-Quip Mage who held the position of one of the Pillar's of the guild, at last his recollection at least.
The other Spirit that resided within his mind gave a huff of annoyance. This was the Dark Celestial Spirit that was the the embodiment and named for the Sin of Pride. "If Harrigan has been silenced, and the guild has been too silent, then perhaps it has fallen, which only seems to emphasise the fact that we are still here. If that is the case, then we should commence reconstruction, with us as the new Master." the Dark Spirit espouted, causing Za'cha to smirk and chuckle.
"I doubt that is the case. If the Guild had fallen, I'm sure even in the depth of our work we would have heard something. As it stands..." he shrugged before he resumed his waiting.
