In a world of magic and technology, darkness shrouds every corner. Those who are strong must fight to protect the people they care about. But nobody is without their inner demons.
Mortilda and Octiavia continue to fight through the robots that patrol the streets of Weimar.
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Octavia points her finger."There are a large amount of robots coming from that direction." she says. "I think we may be approaching the factory where they are being made, and possibly even whoever has been trying to contact me through these visions I've been having for the past decade."
"They must have very potent magick if they could reach you from kilometres away." Mortilda comments. "Also, something tells me that we might need to look for a way inside. In the meantime, we should fall back and contact someone who may be able to help us. We can't keep this up forever."
Mortilda and Octavia enter a metro station where Mortilda contacts Persephone on her pager. After letting Persephone in on her plan, she opens a portal, allowing Persephone and Renav through.
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"What are you wearing?" Octavia asks.
"We are wearing clothes designed after the traditional garments worn by our ancestors." Persephone explains.
Suddenly, an elf can be seen standing in the streets.
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Mortilda goes to greet the elf. "Greetings, madam. You must be from the Elfenreich in Vakaheimr. What are you doing on earth?"
The elf responds. "Ik weet niet of ik je dit moet vertellen, maar mij is gevraagd Aimer Naeran te onderscheppen. Ze vormen een gevaar voor zowel de aarde als het Elfenrijk"
Mortilda responds. "And how exactly is this Aimer Naeran a threat to both of our realms?"
The elf answers Mortilda's question. "Aimer Naeran is een moordzuchtige technomancer met een voorliefde voor het bouwen van oorlogsmachines."
Mortilda listens to the elf while Octavia takes notes.
Murderous technomancer," Octavia notes, "has a penchant for building war machines."
"Aimer Naeran must be the one in the factory." Mortilda says. "Care to join us, madam?"
"Sure," the elf responds, "but I don't really want to go back to Vakaheimr."
"Why are you suddenly speaking English when you were previously speaking some form of Dutch?" Mortilda asks.
The elf responds. "Because I wanted to make sure you were really Mortilda. The queen of the Elfenreich told me that if I encountered you, then you might be able to help me."
Mortilda seems confused. "How does the Elfenreich know who I am or what I look like?"
"You're asking the wrong elf." The elf responds.
"Can you at least tell me your name?" Mortilda asks the elf.
