Malachai Shop /5 ⍟
| Icon | Name |
|---|---|
 | Malachai Helmet Changes the appearance of any equipped helmet to the Malachai Helmet. |
 | Malachai Boots Changes the appearance of any equipped boots to the Malachai Boots. |
 | Malachai Gloves Changes the appearance of any equipped gloves to the Malachai Gloves. |
 | Malachai Body Armour Changes the appearance of any equipped body armour to the Malachai Body Armour. |
 | Malachai Cloak Adds the Malachai Cloak Back Attachment to any equipped body armour. |
Malachai Topic /69 ⍟
| NPC | Name |
|---|---|
| Lady Dialla | I loved Malachai. He gave me gems, divine jewels for his Gemling Queen. For his |
| Siosa | How Malachai survived the Purity Rebellion, I don't know. He was at Emperor Voll's side before Chitus' corpse was even cold. I suppose Voll found him as difficult to refuse as Icius did. |
| Lady Dialla | The Rapture is our hope. Our desperation. It will set the Nightmare to boil, cook that nice big fishy in its own whining brine. Listen with all of your ears, Not-a-Cockroach. The Rapture was Malachai's most wondrous creation, the only fire hot enough to burn the Beast from existence. And its fuel? A gemling queen, blood and flesh and gem. Yet my selfish self did not want to burn away, and so the fire was but a tiny spark. The spark of a cataclysm. I am sorry, my love, my Malachai. Go to it, Not-a-Cockroach. Find the Rapture. Make me sorry no more. |
| Dialla | Yes, I see my Malachai dancing within the darkest. Puppet and Master, power and bondage, cut the strings and the puppet falls. The show ends. Before you cut the cords, my Not-a-Cockroach, tell my dearest Malachai that he has played his part most wonderfully. Tell him that I love him, from the bottom of my hate. |
| Dialla | A Shadow returns from the darkness. A shadow that stinks of vengeance served. A shadow drenched in the End of the World. The blackest shadow. My Malachai is dead. I knew it, felt it, understood it the moment you struck the final blow. I am, I was... the Gemling Queen, and now my King is dead. |
| Dialla | The little girl walked into a dark, dark cave. The little girl met a dark, dark Beast. The little girl ate its dark, dark heart. My Malachai is dead. I knew it, felt it, understood it the moment you struck the final blow. I am, I was... the Gemling Queen, and now my King is dead. |
| Dialla | "The righteous shall inherit." Voll said that, in a candlelit sermon on the eve of cataclysm. The only smart thing that idiot ever said. The only time God actually agreed with him. My Malachai is dead. I knew it, felt it, understood it the moment you struck the final blow. I am, I was... the Gemling Queen, and now my King is dead. |
| Dialla | I've met just one other man like you upon this long and twisted thread that is my life. Chitus. A man who understood what it took to give himself absolutely to Glory. Yet, you and he are different in one tiny, little way. Chitus died gloriously. You did not. And now it is my Malachai who is dead. I knew it, felt it, understood it the moment you struck the final blow. I am, I was... the Gemling Queen, and now my King is dead. |
| Dialla | Malachai once said to me that those that hunt for love will never find it, and those that accept that they are love's prey are sure to be found... and devoured. Of course, he had never met you, until now. My Malachai is dead. I knew it, felt it, understood it the moment you struck the final blow. I am, I was... the Gemling Queen, and now my King is dead. |
| Dialla | You have fought a long war. A war to end a world, and begin a new one. And you've learned the most important thing about war. There is no winning. There is only remaining. My Malachai is dead. I knew it, felt it, understood it the moment you struck the final blow. I am, I was... the Gemling Queen, and now my King is dead. |
| Dialla | It was said that Malachai was the greatest mind of our age. Our age is gone. This new age, it belongs to you. It was also said that 'great minds think alike'. Let's hope not. So my Malachai is dead? Yes... I knew it, felt it, understood it the moment you struck the final blow. I am, I was... the Gemling Queen, and now my King is dead. |
| Piety | It was Malachai who reached out to me, who wrapped me in Nightmare... made me his slave. He has shown me greatness beyond imagining, so much that I thought my mind would shatter under its weight. And although my mind remains intact, my dreams were not so fortunate. Malachai is in the Beast's black core right now, harnessing all that the Beast is, and will be. He will destroy this world and forge it anew in the divine image of Nightmare. Yet as powerful as Malachai has become, he's neither unreachable nor invulnerable. He sacrificed much to become the Beast's prime servant, both in spirit and in flesh, yet three vital organs remain. His heart, lungs and entrails, keepsakes of humanity lost. They will be our tickets into Malachai's private, little show. Venture deeper, deep into nightmare's abattoir. I'll follow when I'm able. You find me those organs and I'll get us into the Black Core. |
| Piety | Malachai knew exactly what he was doing when he created the Rapture. His primary concern... get inside the Beast and take up the reins of true power. And his second objective... incite a Cataclysm that would wipe the very thought of resistance from this land. The Beast is the source of all thaumaturgy, the one power in this world that transforms 'what is real' into 'what is imagined'. The entire world is now at the mercy of one man's vision. It won't be the future I imagined, and it won't be the future you imagined, either. While he remains within the Black Core, the only imagination that matters... is Malachai's. |
| Oyun | I was right to have faith in you, Curse-breaker. You have succeeded where we have failed. You have slain a creature that was thought to live forever in the minds of those who came before you. Voll, Daresso, Kaom, Deshret... the greatest champions Wraeclast has seen in the last three hundred years. You stood where they fell. Now you are the champion of champions, and Wraeclast should bow at your feet in gratitude. You certainly have my gratitude, and that of my {akhara}. We have been exiled from our land by fear and misguided duty. Now we may return, to ride where we will, live how we wish. Curse-breaker, Giver of Freedom... we thank you. |
| Kira | What cannot be understood should be feared. It is the first rule that a child learns. There is no shame in my saying this: I fear you, Witch. |
| Kira | You have slain the Nightmare for your own reasons, Shadow. It worries me that I don't know what those reasons are. It would worry me even more if {you} didn't know either. |
| Kira | What do we call you now? Saviour? Messiah? Just remember this, Templar. Your 'Faith' didn't kill the Nightmare. You did. |
| Kira | A predator is defined by its prey. Now that your prey is dead, great hunter, what will become of you? |
| Kira | The Beast is dead, and Wraeclast owes you its life. Is this the grand ending you were hoping for, Duelist? Yes, you must be very proud of yourself. |
| Kira | I've never met a man more able, more ready, to take life and crush it in his hand. Is there anything else you can do? If not, this land has something more it needs to worry about. |
| Kira | The Nightmare is gone and my {akhara} is free to return to the plains. We thank you, Lady of Oriath... but do not mistake our gratitude for debt. |
| Petarus and Vanja | Petarus: It's obvious to everyone now. Vanja: There's no one like you, Witch. Petarus: The Beast learned that the hard way... Vanja: ...and the whole of Wraeclast will learn about it, one way or another. Petarus: So, I guess this is the happily-ever-after they promised us when we were kids, right, Vanja? Vanja: For us, for Wraeclast... maybe. What about you, sister? Do you even know what that looks like for you? Petarus: There's plenty of happiness to go around now. Vanja: You deserve a piece of it. |
| Petarus and Vanja | Petarus: There's no arena, no trophy, no accolade, no title... Vanja: ...no end to what Petarus could spout in your honour. Petarus: In this case, I think it's all right to do so for a bit, don't you? We're standing in the presence of the greatest Duelist that ever lived. Vanja: For once, I actually agree with him. Petarus: You've done more than attain glory, Duelist. You've saved the entire bloody world! Vanja: We needed a hero and you rose to the occasion. Thank you. |
| Petarus and Vanja | Petarus: I am proud to be part of the Order. Your order, my Lord. Vanja: And I am sorry. I should have had more Faith. I've always believed in God. It's just that, until now, I didn't think the Templar did. Petarus: I guess sometimes it takes a miracle, something to prove that we're not on our own in this world. Vanja: True. Thank you, Templar, for reminding me what it's like to believe. It's a luxury that I haven't been able to afford. Petarus: Yet it's something that all of Wraeclast can have now. |
| Petarus and Vanja | Vanja: I am proud to know you, Karui. Petarus: And I'm sorry. I should have been less hasty... Vanja: ...bigoted? Petarus: {Quick to judge}, but, then... Wraeclast tends to bring that out in people. Quick to judge or quick to die... it's been that way for far too long. Vanja: But thanks to our warrior here, that could all begin to change. Petarus: Dominus is gone. The Beast is gone. Feels like we can all start again now. Vanja: Oriathan and Karui, everyone. Thanks to you. |
| Petarus and Vanja | Petarus: We are in your debt, my Lady, and soon enough all of Wraeclast will understand the thanks it owes you. Vanja: You're actually the first highborn woman I've ever met who {deserves} to be called 'my Lady'. Petarus: Vanja! Vanja: It's true and she knows it. Leadership isn't about power, it's about responsibility, and this Lady took the burden from the entire world. Petarus: Well said, Vanja! Vanja: It'd pay for Petarus to listen to me more often, but when it comes to you, Scion, I'm glad he didn't. |
| Petarus and Vanja | Vanja: You are indeed a wonder, mountain cat. Petarus: Oh, so she's allowed to share our campfire now, is she? Vanja: I can admit when I'm wrong. Petarus: Sure, someone just has to save the world before you do it. Vanja: A girl's got to have standards, Petarus. Petarus: Well, I think it's safe to say, Vanja, that our Ranger here has managed to set a whole new standard. One that the whole of Wraeclast will need to live up to. Vanja: I'm happy to say that I think you're right, Petarus. So utterly, wonderfully, right. |
| Petarus and Vanja | Vanja: I thought you were going to teach us how to survive, Shadow. Instead, you've given us all the chance to far more than just that. You've given us a chance to live. Petarus: Yes... maybe I was wrong about you. Vanja: Maybe? Petarus: Completely and utterly wrong, and happy for it. How's that? Vanja: Perfect. Petarus: And what's next for you, Shadow? You've committed the greatest murder in the history of Wraeclast. How will you top that? Vanja: He's a resourceful man, Petarus. He'll figure something out. |
| Tasuni | Malachai is what every Ghast aspires to be. The hands and eyes, the voice and mind of the Beast itself. I see him in my dreams, forming his designs, crafting his tools, refining the chaos of nightmare into a vision. A future that you and I would not recognise. That neither you or I belong to unless, of course, we choose to accept the dark embrace. This is Malachai's greatest work. An act of invention like none other. Should he succeed, he will awaken the Beast. What then? The Beast is not Death. Life will go on. A life like nothing we have seen before. |
| Tasuni | It took a Shadow to destroy the darkness. The progeny of light, bound to obey the candle whether he likes it or not. I know that's not quite what you expected to hear but then the expected is not always what's needed. You have come to the end of the world, and now you need to return to the beginning. Oriath. Upon the mountain high, a gateway has opened, one that shall lead you back home. Hurry, for as the death throes of the Beast soften and still, I see the gate beginning to close. Follow the light, for that's what Shadows do, don't they? |
| Tasuni | Ah, Witch. I knew you would embrace the Beast. Yet I couldn't know that you would squeeze the very life from it. Honestly didn't think you had that much love in you. Now one thing remains to be seen. Your regard, your touch, your embrace... can mean only doom for the loved. Please, choose your loves wisely, Witch, lest you break poor Oriath's heart. Yes, that's right. Oriath. Upon the mountain high, a gateway has opened, one that shall lead you back home. Hurry, for as the death throes of the Beast soften and still, I see the gate beginning to close. Follow your heart, Witch, no matter how dark it becomes. |
| Tasuni | You are a confusing creature, Duelist. Your heart beats for no one but yourself yet you have committed the greatest and most selfless of acts. Was it an act of the heart or merely... an act? Regardless, you may now stride heroically into the sunset, back to your grand arena. Yes, in Oriath. Upon the mountain high, a gateway has opened, one that shall lead you back home. Hurry, for as the death throes of Beast soften and still, I see the gate beginning to close. Ever pursue your glory, Duelist, lest you be forgotten. |
| Tasuni | You're going to tell me that you didn't kill the Beast, that it was simply your God acting through you. Please don't. I fear I might be ill upon your self-righteous toes. No, Templar. You did this. The oh-so-ordinary man who shall be heralded as 'the chosen one' by the adoring sheep of Oriath. Yes, Oriath. Upon the mountain high, a gateway has opened, one that shall lead you back to your flock. Hurry, for as the death throes of Beast soften and still, I see the gate beginning to close. Continue to believe in those lies, Templar. It brings out the best in you. |
| Tasuni | For a lover of nature, Ranger, you surely know how to destroy it. Yes, you can argue, that the Beast was beyond nature, unnatural to its blackened core. I won't believe you though. It {died} after all. Quite a natural thing to do, wouldn't you say? Something to think about on your way back to Oriath, Ranger. Yes, Oriath. Upon the mountain high, a gateway has opened, one that shall lead you back home. Hurry, for as the death throes of Beast soften and still, I see the gate beginning to close. Continue your wild ways, Ranger. They seem to come so... naturally. |
| Tasuni | I'm sure your Ancestors are very proud of you, Marauder. Yet also rather... confused. For even the great and powerful Beast could not slay you! And if you can't be killed then how will you ever sit at your Ancestors' table? Quite a conundrum that. Something to mull over on your way back to Oriath. Yes, Oriath. Upon the mountain high, a gateway has opened, one that shall lead you back to where it all began. Hurry, for as the death throes of Beast soften and still, I see the gate beginning to close. No one ever said that the Karui Way was an easy way, Marauder. |
| Tasuni | You had no idea who you were when you left Oriath, did you? A slave to the names others gave you. So you went ahead and forged yourself anew. Bane of Nightmare, Purger of Corruption. But that leaves us with a rather tricky question, doesn't it? Who are you, when everything you have lived for is gone? Perhaps the answer awaits you in Oriath. Yes, Oriath. Upon the mountain high, a gateway has opened, one that shall lead you back home. Hurry, for as the death throes of Beast soften and still, I see the gate beginning to close. So many questions, Scion. Yet the answer is so often the same. |
| Malachai's Simula | It was a sliver of Malachai's soul that animated the first Eternal Guardian. |
| Malachai's Artifice | When the wind blows, Know which way to bend and watch the others break. |
| Malachai's Loop | Thaumaturgy has no limit. It is our fragile reality that imposes boundaries. |
| Malachai's Vision | Wicked men chase power like stray dogs chase a rat. |
| Malachai's Mark | What man does not wish for immortality? |
| Malachai's Awakening | There is no cost too great to pay for power. Merely men who lack the conviction to pay it. |
| Malachai's Brilliance | "No man, before or since, has climbed to such lofty heights or fallen so far." - Voll, Emperor of Purity |
| Replica Malachai's Artifice | "As much as Prototype #20 hints at some deep alternate physics, we cannot afford to expend any more test subjects. Experiments halted." - Administrator Qotra |
| Lightning Coil | "There's nothing like imminent death to galvanize one's purpose in life." - Malachai the Soulless. |
| Honourhome | "The craven mind is sharp with self interest. The honourable mind is much easier to manipulate." - Malachai the Soulless |
| Essence Worm | "This thing is not a pet. It is a parasite that feeds on the very will of its host. Like any part of nightmare, it has found a way to make its price... acceptable." - Malachai the Soulless |
| Omen on the Winds | As Malachai stepped into the Highgate mines, cold winds billowed from the mountain above. One final, feeble attempt to save what was meant to be eternal. |
| Collateral Damage | Malachai ran roughshod over every ethical boundary in pursuit of creating the ideal gemling. For him, there was no doubt that the end would justify the means. |
| Honourhold | "Make a man believe he is doing the world a good deed, and there is nothing you can't make him do." - Malachai, the Soulless |
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| Malachai's Lungs | My lungs breathe the same air as the foolish and the weak. May I be yet another step removed from them. |
| Malachai's Heart | My heart forces blood through my veins. But one who may bleed may die, and death is no fitting end to genius. |
| Malachai's Entrails | My organs tether me to mortality like a chain. This chain holds me from my true potential. |
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| Infernal Talc | "A Virtue Gem is a raging thunderstorm imprisoned within a single raindrop. Infernal Talc simply lets the storm out." - Malachai the Soulless |
| Decanter Spiritus | "Man is blinded by the mud of his corporeal self. Only through the transformation of the material into the spiritual can we hope to taste the full body of life." - Malachai the Soulless |
| The Eye of Fury | "Fear becomes Hatred. Hatred becomes Fury. Thus is Man transformed from Martyr to Maker." - Malachai |
| The Eye of Desire | "It is a cruel joke that Man was born with more Intent than Life." - Malachai |
| The Brittle Emperor | - Victario, the People's Poet} |
| The Artist | "Paint, metal, flesh... A true artist does not limit himself." - Malachai the Soulless |
| The Surgeon | "He might be lacking in vision, but his virtuosity is undeniable." - Malachai, on Maligaro |
| Dialla's Subjugation | The gems corrupted her mind Malachai corrupted her gems All but a glimmer of greatness lost in madness} |
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