27-04-2023, 09:46 PM
(This post was last modified: 27-04-2023, 09:48 PM by Lord Iezkon.)
Should any Acolyte access this file, they were first met with the words of Head Overseer Arcukot. And soon after, as the image and words faded, there would be a new face. This face no one has seen before. It was a middle aged woman. It was clear on her face that she was in her thirties. Her black hair tied up in a small bun. Her dark yellow eyes would stare at the viewer. Her attire would be recognizable to them.
"Acolytes, I am Overseer Naefas. You lot don't recognise me, but that is because you uncivilized lot choose to fight like children and make a mockery of this glorious Powerbase. This all occurred with the disappearance of Head Overseer Arcukot. It ends now. From a slumber, the Overseers will once again roam the halls of the Th'Asidra and the Spire, whipping you all into shape fit for our Dark Lord of Horuset."
The woman stood tall as she spoke, her hands resting on her hips as a stern expression was painted on her face.
"The Overseers and I have decided there will be a new addition to our Acolyte Trials from now one. As some of you know, when a season comes, there are three weeks given to you, three lessons and three trials. We as Overseers are not pleased with the current state of the Acolyte Pool. Therefore we came up with a solution. From now on, there will be four weeks in each Trial season. There will be four lessons and four trials."
She raised her right hand, her index finger pointed slightly at the camera as she spoke to the viewer.
"You still need three trials completed under your name in the Acolyte roaster to be eligible for Apprenticeship. Your progress and your notes will be seen by all within this Powerbase, all your failures and an odd success will be seen. Head Overseer Arcukot is right. You -are- nothing. With the added week, the lessons and the trials will be much harder and more dangerous than before. If you fail, you will die."
"This is Overseer Naefas, signing off."
The woman would glare at the viewer, letting her words sink in, and then the image faded away as it was engulfed by the darkness. The video came to an end.
(*This is an old message, making it redundant.*)