Path of the Chimera
Chapter One - Strange Beings.
The dull buzzing in the base of his skull was an all too familiar feeling at this point, like a welcome friend that annoyed you only some of the time. Sitting before the statue within the great temple, the man was cross legged with eyes shut, concentrating his mind fully on the statue before him. For months now he had been coming to the temple to meditate and control himself. He had to learn to control his now broken mind lest everything go wrong and he lose himself to the hallways. That was one thing he feared more than anything now, running down the halls screaming in a maddened release of sanity and responsibilities. No, that was something he could not do as he had plans and responsibilities, and someone he was held accountable to.
It was an odd sensation that traveled down his spine as he sat there before the statue, like a dozen little spiders skittering down his back. It was a disconcerting feeling as usually it meant a person was being watched. It was a feeling he was used to giving others but not one he was used to feeling. But rather than the self conscious head whip people usually did when they first felt such a sensation, he was far more controlled in his searching. No, instead of the sudden concern that lead to quick action, he instead simply pressed his mind out to search. Within his mind he could see everything within the darkened halls, nothing escaping his probing.
Before him stood the statue, towering with its menacing stone figure a full two stories above him, intersecting a floor above him with it's bulk while just barely coming short of the ceiling of the temple. All around him pillars stood in various stages of decay, from upright and firm to topple and destroyed, and everything in between. Seats and pews dotted areas here and there along with small statues of great lords once ruling the galaxy through power and terror. Much of the place was covered in a fine dust, cobwebs raining fresh litter to the floors every time a breeze disturbed the long forgotten homes of creatures long dead. The temple was dark save for rays of light that filtered in through holes in the ceiling, battles fought long ago over control of the statue before him between brothers in arms, all vying for the power and knowledge that could be gained.
It was a fearful power, and dark knowledge that this statue gave to those that seeked to learn. More often than not that knowledge drove people mad, sending them to gather at masses of the damned within the halls that led further and further into the temple, and further away from any that would or could save them. But to those that could withstand the maddening influence, the power it could give one could strike fear into the hearts of any they came across, strike suffering into those who knew just what they were. But the statue at that moment was of little concern to the man. No, in truth what concerned him was the being standing behind him…
It was far too powerful to be anything even resembling normal. There seemed to be no real true definition of a body to the being through what he could feel, and it drove him to finally stand and turn on his visitor. What greeted him was no less confusing than what he saw within his mind. There was no real composition to the being before him, nothing more than a wavering light that seemed to shimmer back and forth before him, expelling light from it's center that threw harsh shadows up the pillars and the down the rows of broken pews. It caught the man off guard, stone gray eyes looking around and forcing his mind to make sense of what he saw. He had visited many races in his lifetime, not so long as to call himself traveled yet not so young to say he was green. But never had he run across a being as this. But while he couldn't quite make out just what the being was, he could sense that gathering of power and he could hear the harsh cold voice in his mind, booming between his ears.
"You have been chosen, Son of Chimera. Fight for all you are worth to show the council, and save those you love from a fate far worse than you could think. Do so, so they may live happy, and think not of what will happen to them, only to you."
Canting his head to the side, the man narrowed eyes at the being, about to ask what he was getting on about, before he felt the power spike, and a light grow from within the being. Instantly on the defensive, he drew himself into a stance to hopefully allow him to react to anything coming, but nothing happened, nothing save for a blindingly bright white light that seemed to stretch out from the center of the being, expanding and expanding until it was all encompassing.
It simply drew him into until there was nothing left of him.
OOC: Welcome welcome! This is just a intro chapter I promise, just something to set things up. For those that read my other short lived story (I just couldn't find the muse to continue it), this is another OC for the setting. I hope to have this run through all three games, Vanilla (I haven't played any of the DLC sadly) and will continue past the story. The character is from another board I write, an absolutely wonderful board that I will post up if there is interest. Any and all comments or help is well and truly appreciated, I want to get better to create a interesting story for you all!