#devil's toybox

Everything that happened would of been so much worst and it was only them we had to thank. I’d like to think of them of not only a true Scion but very much a cornerstone of the Clandestine. Maybe I’ll say that to them next promotion ceremony and make them really embarrassed. That may be funny. But it’s true..While this log file may detail how the mystery of the Devil’s Toybox was solved, how Falah was created and the introduction of a new beta guardian named Ignatius….this is really about the growth and triumph of Ryssa Ravensdawn and her crew. There were three artifacts that had them going about all the ends of the eastern plague lands as well as the ghost lands and one corrupted guardian. They dealt with homicidal owl guardians that tore them limb from limb and almost set fire to their boat (or did), mysterious music boxes that could make someone turn and run depending on the most prominent feeling there in, a mirror that could bring out demonic features and melt certain aspects and stared at directly as well as a flute that summoned acidic bubbles. 

Ryssa and her crew gave up their features, their morals but thankfully none of their lives to bring back what Myra had asked for that was taken.  The Ravensdawn member felt something in her that she was hiding from us for quite a while and was able to break the necromantic hold of the items sequentially. First without much thinking about with the flute and then the mirror, the painting and lastly music box. Learning about her own role in her family as well as what Cold light had planned for his own. They mirrored each other in a sad way but like what the younger member had down, she broke free. At the same time, Ryssa had found another druid to help contain Coldlight’s vessel to keep him from breaking free. Delnerys was her name and came when no one else would to the Scions aid. With the induction of another artifact at the right time, the phylactery became Falah as the merged essences and artifacts created something new together. A tree that showed its corruption green and wicked through its bark. Serenely containing the fel that was desperately trying to break free.

In cleansing the connection through all three of the artifacts as well as the last one through Polly, Ryssa managed to cure the artifact making it useless. Myra’s voice rang after the ones completion stating: Completion of second task….activation of Beta Guardian, Ignatius. Scions must show willingness to sacrifice and chose caution upon artifacts which are deemed dangerous. Not all require storage and may require termination. Wisdom and caution must go into those directions. Not much is known about the new guardian named Ignatius or Iggy as we call him, nor the tree that Falah operates under. But none of this could of happened without Ryssa and her crew. 

Overall: Mission Successful Notes: Due to the injuries that Ryssa’s crew maintained, a basket of treats and baked goods are delivered every week for their voyage. A large payment of one percent of the dress budget was given as well as every artifact that was touched by Coldlight and eventually cleansed by Ryssa. A flute that summons friendly spirits, a mirror that shows your best feature and a music box that plays songs from your best memories. The picture itself didn’t change much but shows a happy scene from a grateful spirit that was saved from eternal damnation. 

~Black Dog’s Descent~

The move seemed to be ideal at the time when they brought the bowl further down into the vault. Cold light the name had been whispered as much that it was easy to start the search upon it and at least hire the right hands to start the story. Hired hands were called upon to continue the search and various tid bits were clear. Coldlight was a patriarch of a small family that once guarded the sunwell before Arthas came. Obviously the removal of the sunwell, meant that amount of power went down the drain and so a man with only so little power went with Kael’thas into outlands. It was there something changed and twisted so.

The informant that was hired proved to run into a little trouble with an orc group from Orgrimmar. As soon as I got the paper back, I knew whom at least briefly whom it was. A group of trained orc assassins that were sent to keep those within Horde that were under the legion’s grasp, cults and other such traitorous activities. It would mean often that such individuals would not be seen again. They were a secretive but fiercely loyal bunch committed to doing the right thing. I know their involvement would be troublesome but the Scions as whole would have to show that they would not be swayed by their power. Their watchful eye was our loyalty to the horde.

But the Orcs of the Black Wolves were a prideful, deeply paranoid group. The Scions  did not pass their test to give much needed information, even though I had been keeping a previous bargain with them about different Fel artifacts. Perhaps they are waiting for a test of loyalty to able to provide what they know.

~Vault Emergency~

It was clear to note that the Scions were still not clear what exactly the Creepy bowl thing did. No one was sure, so what happened next was no one fault.

In one desperate act of his power, Coldlight manifested within the deep vaults finding the key that he sought after. Whatever that was unnatural or whatever it was, him and the key were activated at the same moment locking down the deep vaults to prevent further corruption. All of Myra’s resources were dealing in keeping the two from going further, so various Scions were teleported in to re-activate different fail safes. Of the ones lost within the annals of the records, Aurora, Lyrica, Delryssa, Logaine, two love struck demon hunters were among the group that were remembered as they tread deep within the vaults mysteries. I was unfortunately deep within the vaults when this occurred, since I was pregnant at the time; Myra put me under a protection ward. I was able to watch though.

Dealing with the copious amounts of fel energy and re-animated corpses that littered the various vault records. Switch after switch was activated soon the group was granted access underneath the vaults. A giant thin ghost that was the groups first look at Cold light held a key that funneled in deep within the shadowlands. Under no extreme distress within the group, they managed to defeat the ghost as well as recover the mysterious key.

The creepy bowl thing was put within its own vault to contain the deep copious amounts of fel that was produced. Any guardian and artifact that was no fully corrupted was put to the side to be cleansed. The black empire key that was recovered was put behind deep ice magics hidden once more within the deep vaults.

Myra put out a call to the Scions left to help recover the missing artifacts and the guardian. Little did I know at the time, how much this was the key to unlocking the Creepy Bowl thing.

~Prelude and Possessions~

This Saga begins just as any normal artifact might return within the Scions. One of our exploration ruins within the broken isles left within one of the alcoves of Azsuna opted for this as any battleground.  It was an artifact given to us by the Illidari and the Wardens when they argued in front of Erudition. There was a duel to be won and the group favoring the Illidari were to destroy the artifact while the group favoring the Wardens were to study it. It wasn’t anything spectacular as far as I had known when we received it, just a plain filigree bowl of Sin'dorei designs. Or as I put it “Creepy bowl thing.” 

The Illidari had mentioned that they had destroyed a creature when they were fighting one of the various Legion invasions, and this was left behind. Since it was upon the border of the two factions; they needed a neutral organization to determine what to do. It was decided by the Scions considering our small foothold within the land. The duels were fierce and harsh, but the Illidari group had finished quite easily after a small hiccup winning the rite to destroy the artifact. Glaives and other weapons were present upon the root but it could not be severed. Each slice was regenerated as quickly as it had come across. The Illidari mentioned to let us know of the research we had come across with the intention for our records, and thus it was within our possession. The indestructible creepy bowl thing.

I didn’t have much time to look into the artifact so it was put within the general depot and promptly forgotten about. The Scions do get a lot of artifacts and while I am in the vault most of the times, there are things that seem hidden. Myra, our general guardian keeps bringing up newer and newer artifacts and even though I get help with Sorenar with some of the time; it’s still not enough to account for everything.

Nothing could of prepared me though for what came next however.

I do not say I can remember much of what happened during these next few events. Those that are close to me have stated that I was possessed briefly for this time by someone named Coldlight whom we did not realize at the time came from the creepy bowl thing. The spirit was attempting to get another artifact within the vault that seemed to have deep seated necromantic powers that had subtle ties to the Black Empire. One that had appeared within our vaults that was unseen to most living eyes.

My possession was merely a ruse to get the spirits out the first time, and for the artifacts that he had corrupted to exit with one of the many vault guardians that existed. It wasn’t noticed until the end of one of his games that things were slowly changing. His corruption, our vaults where all coming to a head. Typically spirits that wish harm are usually muted due to the nature of the artifacts that the Scions possess, but Coldlight was clever in affecting one of the many guardians that lined the vaults. It flew unmarred by the wards in and out ferrying three other artifacts that Coldlight had infected.

I do admit I was not as worried about it at the time for typically when an artifact goes within the deep vaults that the Scions carry, we usually do not see it unless we wish to. This one unfortunately had other plans.

The artifacts he corrupted, the vaults he continued to corrupt. This Cold light whom lived within this creepy bowl seemed obsessed with this *key*, that the Scions had no record of existing.