Y’za Fash//Dalaran, Broken Isles
<Wind noise in the background, along with occasional but insistent hippogryph sounds. M is speaking very quietly and in Gnomish.>
It is the tenth of December. I have some external suit damage. Currently located on an empty floating island outside Dalaran.
It is odd being here after many months away. It is emptier than I recall.
This is irrelevant. Moving on.
Today was the mission to eliminate the tidesage cult led by Gladstone. It was successful, but it was-. Momentous.
When we arrived, they were already underway. The directive from my Advisor was to stop the ritual summoning, so I pushed closer to begin the warhead targeting. It was...
<A several second pause. Irritated hippogryph noises.>
I cannot say that I knew but I... hoped. I wished. It can trouble me on occasion, that my role often requires me to work against Their efforts and this was to be a larger blow than most. Interrupting a ritual by killing all participants nearly instantly is... severe. It seemed illogical to wish the ritual would conclude regardless. When Jo reacted so strongly and advanced to try and pull souls, however, I knew. It worked.
I was the one to make it work. I did it. It was my specific act. I killed them and I triggered the next stage.
<Despite her words of apparent triumph, she remains as monotone as ever.>
The pictures I took for Lasarra are not of the best quality but I am sure she will find them of interest. I have seen n'raqi in person on a few occasions but a c'thrax...
They are imposing. Armored, massive, and powerful beyond what we can match. It was... I do not have words adequate for it. It was deeply unfortunate that the detonation had injured it as it was summoned. Someday perhaps I will see one in its full state but this will certainly do. Unfortunately I do not have better words, but it could be considered awe inspiring. An experience I will memorize and hold for a very long time. One I will look back on and be pleased I was present for.
...unfortunately, I knew it would have to be killed. Commander Mindspanner could not allow such a being to walk free in the presence of other Servitors. Fortunately, I was able to split the others away in search of Gladstone. Its last moments were not spent alone. We shared the disappointment. I apologized.
Frankly, that could have been all I obtained from the mission and I would have considered it a success. Due to the makeup of the group this evening, however, it was not. Lighties are trusting and take what is given at face value. As ever, it is useful and their only collective positive trait. I would never have been able to rescue all I had from the cultist ship if others of sharper minds had been present. Allowing a Commander to investigate an enemy vessel on her own, unguarded. No one else would have agreed to it. Nothing of note on board, accepted.
So much had to be left. Likely years of research and decades or more of history are lost to fire, now. It is unfortunate but unavoidable. There was only so much room in the saddle and my person. Lasarra and I will have much to read over the next month or longer. I believe I will add it to her Winter Veil gifts. The history of seafaring worshipers is unknown to me. Perhaps they will have knowledge we lack. Even if it simply repeats and affirms what we already know, I believe such knowledge will be of use. The only difficulty I foresee is ensuring Jo remains unaware, or at the least partially in the dark. I do not wish for her to be pulled in if it can be helped.
<Another pause. Talons scraping loudly on rock. A sigh from M.>
We will be departing shortly, do not give me this attitude.
Lastly, I believe I will be contacting Shady. This golem I took from Tol Balor has an interesting ability that could be utilized. It appears to pull blood or similar from corpses and when I pulled it away, it attempted to channel it into this body. I am obviously unable to receive it and it instead has caused a large mess. It did inadvertently wash off some sand but little else. The substance appears blood adjacent, likely made from what it pulled out of the deceased it leeched from. As a result, its central chamber is close to empty now instead of being nearly full. Quite interesting.
I wonder if they know more. Likely. Mm.
I believe that is all of note.
