Scars & Sins is the second Quest in the second Chapter in the Story Event As Above, So Below.
Battles[]
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Dialogue[]
Caption: What remains of Immortal Abomination writhes and screeches as it dissolves into a pile of corrosive goo before sluicing down a nearby drain.
Chee'ilth: Errrr! No matter how often it happens I never get used to how nasty some mutates can be.
Kushala: Well, better start looking for signs of-
Caption: Chee'ilth and Kushala stumble briefly, their sense overwhelmed by nausea and disgust. The moment passes, but a lingering dread persists...
Kushala: That feeling... the sickness... the horror. I've never felt anything like it before.
Chee'ilth: I have, but never that intense... Gamma Radiation. I felt it the night the nuclear power plant went down, but this was so much more intense...
Chee'ilth: Abomination's Gamma Bomb! We may be too late!
Chee'ilth: Can you use your magic to figure out where it went off? Teleport us there?
Kushala: I will try. Yes... I can see it... green flames and... black tendrils?
Kushala: You may get your wish Chee'ilth. There are few places in the Battlerealm more alien than where we must travel to next...
- Transmission #1 - Upon starting the Quest
Caption: Stepping through a shower of sparks the heroes walk out on a screaming landscape of black flesh and flailing tentacles, all of it outlined in a sickly glow.
Chee'ilth: Ayyyessss... this, this is bad on so many levels. Can you feel it? The glow. This whole place is sick. Crying out in agony.
Kushala: A symbiote planetoid, Neo Klyntar. A living moon composed of alien flesh.
Chee'ilth: It's alive? All of it? Like, all the way down? Oh no... No no no, Kushala, this is it! This is the Green Door! This is Abomination's plan!
Chee'ilth: This whole place is now one big Gamma mutate! And if this whole place is connected to the One Below All, that means...
Caption: As the full realization of Chee'ilth's epiphany dawns on them, the heroes are thrown by the lurch and rumble of the planetoid shifting.
Chee'ilth: It's happening! The One Below All is going to rip this place apart and turn it into one big doorway!
Caption: The sinuous ground splits as beams of green light shoot into the sky above, casting ominous shadows on the already stygian surroundings.
- Transmission #2
Kushala: We cannot fight this threat head-on Chee'ilth! What about your gift? Can you purge the sickness from this place?!
Chee'ilth: It's not so simple cousin! I can't just "remove" the sickness, it has to go somewhere! Usually I draw it into myself and cleanse my body of the radiation...
Chee'ilth: But this is too much! An entire moon's worth of Gamma Radiation?!
Kushala: Our only other option is to burn this entire place to ashes! Save it the pain of being the One Below All's slave.
Chee'ilth: No! It's gross as hell, but it's innocent. An animal being used against its will! Just... just give me a moment to figure this out.
Kushala: Decide quickly Chee'ilth! I can sense the arrival of another minion of the One Below All...
- Transmission #3
Knull: THEY WERE MANY. MANY HANDS. MANY MOUTHS.
Knull: AND NOW, OF THE MANY, ONLY I REMAIN.
Kushala: It would appear that not even the King in Black can resist the control of the One Below All.
Chee'ilth: A cosmic horror possessed by a cosmic horror. Figures that my Battlerealm housewarming gift would be a nesting doll of nightmares.
Knull: I SEE YOUR HATE. BURIED BUT NOT DEAD. IT WAITS. IT GROWS. IT HUNGERS.
Knull: HATE IS MY WEAPON. WITH IT, I WILL FEAST. I WILL CONSUME.
Knull: UNTIL ALL ARE NONE.
- Transmission #4 - Before fighting Knull
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