The Musings of the Seven of Swords

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[Action]  A cafe downtown

[Liz has been on her guard due the kill or be killed feelings in the air, however, she needed some time away from the group to gather some things.  She's been shopping for food and decided to sit down in a cafe for dinner.  She may have her guard up, she may not, she's very hard to read, however she does not look to be enjoying this meal like she normally enjoys a meal]

"Hrm...  Erebus is strong here, perhaps places like this are why it never stays dead."

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[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

An Astartes like myself.... no. Not like myself. A traitor, a servant of Chaos and Old Night.

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"No... The first Erebus, though, to name someone after it. Surely it was foreshadowing of the worst kind if he fell to damn humanity."

[She sips her tea]

"Erebus is the name for a titan, a being of immense power formed before the Gods ruled Olympus. A god of the underworld, who created Tartarus from the despair of humanity. A horrible beast that wishes to awaken Nyx, and bring about the final death of humanity."

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

I see. You... are very strange. I can't quantify you well.

[He cleans a table nearby, then returns.]

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"It sounds that where you come from... Reason tried to kill the world beyond, but only killed the good parts of it and the darkness then seeped in through the cracks causing a great turmoil. This happens every so often, that is why my master exists, to help nudge humanity along its path to destroy the night that would devour it."

"I myself... Simply travel my own path."

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

That... who is your master, mamzel?

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"Igor... Of the Velvet Room. Who in turn serves Philemon, the butterfly king."

"Igor serves as Philemon's hand in the great games he used to play with Nyarlathotep.

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

Philemon? Igor? Can you explain a bit further?

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"In my time... In my place... On my world... There were two powers. Nyarlathotep and Philemon vying for who would lead humanity forward just before I was born. Philemon, believed that humanity would evolve into a powerful culture that's strength and compassion would be able to push the very Gods they created aside. Nyarlathotep was an agent for many dark things, and believed humanity to be little more than playthings for their amusement."

"Philemon laid down rules for their engagements, rules Nyarlathotep frequently broke. One of his rules was neither could directly involve themselves with humanity. So my master was brought into the playing field to aid chosen ones in the completion of humanity's destiny."

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

You sound as though you are speaking of the Emperor himself. This is.... unsettling.

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"In what regards? Perhaps a man who embodied the third major arcana. There are many worlds remember, and there are always the forces of progress and the forces of entropy. They must remain in balance, lest a disaster happen. Guarding that balance is the master's job, for even Philemon has gone too far before, and my master's clients needed remind him of that."

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

Arconoi? I don't understand.

[He shakes his head.] I'm sorry I just... you're very hard to understand. But that makes sense. I suspect you're a form of psyker anyway.