Lightening streaked the sky as thunder followed. Clouds of grey and white meshed on the horizon as rain began to pour heavily towards the earth. As droplets hit your head your mindset was stuck in bullet time. You heard nothing but could see everything in slow motion, thousands of soldiers plunged towards the Basteel; the strong hold of Team Gratitude. You were meant to protect it but fear kept you paralyzed. All you could do was stare. You want to move but mostly you wanted to run. A ladder had propped it’s self a few feet from the edge you stood near. An enemy vaulted up and over towards you, his sword raised high in the air and meant to deliver a fatal crushing blow. Apart of you wanted it to be over; the journey to make it hear had been so long. It was so tiring and time consuming that you couldn’t recall the last time you knew what day or time it was; ‘Thanks for the fave’ was all it took to get you hear, a seemingly harmless gratitude for favoring a piece at Mobis-New-Nest but at this point you wished you could have undone all of it. You close your eyes and wait for the blade to pierce flesh and bone but it was not meant to be as your whole body pushed aside abruptly and in that instant you opened your eyes as you began falling sideways; you caught a glimpse of pistol that blasted twice with two bullets piercing the man with the sword through the abdomen and he fell back to his death. As you looked to see who your rescuer was a medium built man wearing a beautifully decorated vest with ivory colored long sleeve shirt, tight dark pants, silver like sandals and a large pistol he held out towards the vicinity of the man he just killed. He rose, putting out his hand to you “I never thought it would end this way Baltheir” you say as you look up to him and begin to whimper “End? This is not the end. Death is just another path, one that we all must take but until then the curtain rises and we each take our role and must play our roles well for the audience” said Baltheir. You half smile, wipe away the tears and take his hand “Here take this” said Balthier as he handed you a weapon and scroll “What’s this?” you ask “A request for my dear friend The Rock, if you could be so kind as to deliver it to him, I am sure this time you won’t wander off into La La land or perhaps this time I should flog you instead of saving you?” Said Balthier as he winked at you with smile. He left you to do your deed as he fended off enemies around him. You run while dodging and subduing enemies in your path and you finally make to The Rock on the west side of Basteel. You hand him the parchment. He reads it and grins “What does it say?” you ask “Stand back jabroni and feast your eyes on this” says The Rock as he turns his back to you and rubs his elbow with his hand “I don’t get it? Feast my eyes on what? You ask. The Rock turns towards you with one eye brow raised and replies “The Peoples Elbow”

Thanks for the fave
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You cover your nose to ward off the stench of rotting corpses that were piled along side the walls of the sewage passageway. There was so many bodies and the more you seen the more you thought to wonder if you would be joining the body pile up. “Don’t be afraid, we will save many more from dying” said a voice. You look to your side to find a tall man with a long pistol to his side. His hair was slicked back; he had intricate ear piercings with a beautiful ivory dress shirt that was tucked neatly under a navy blue vest with gorgeous golden patterns on his vest. His navy blue bottoms went well with his gold and bronze sandals. His name was Baltheir, one of many members of the resistance group known as team gratitude. His words help boost your confidence while lowering your fears of your demise. “Mobis, how much longer?” asked Balthier. Mobis-New-Nest, that name would be forever be engraved in your mind. It all began with a simple fave in a gallery that lead to a “Thank you for the fav’ that now spiraled into a quest, a quest to stop the evil dark lord I.R. Baboon, Dr. Nefarious and General Bane. “Two minuets” said Mobis who moved ahead of you and Baltheir. “I think I’m gonna throw up” you say. The smell had become to much for your stomach, even with covering your nose and breathing in and out of your mouth still didn't help. "Here chew on this, it will help with the nausea" said Baltheir. He hands you a piece of ginger root and you chew it without hesitation. The taste was bitter and burning but it was better then the smell of rotting death you were inhaling just moments ago. The nausea passes. "Thank you" you say to Baltheir and he gives you a wink and a smile. "We're here" said Mobis. All three of you stand in front of a vault door where Mobis goes near a side panel, he presses the button and says a aloud numbers. The vault door clicks and opens with a suction sound. On the other side a middle aged man with glasses and mustache awaited. He had a trench coach on with a police badge on the front. "I assumed you dead but it's dame good to see you" said the man with the badge. Him and Mobis exchanged a hand shake as so did Baltheir. "So this The Deviant huh? Doesn't look much like a chosen one" said the man with badge as he looks at you "HEY! I'm tough, I can fight, you wanna try me?" you say offended by his remark towards you. "Save the anger for the battlefield rookie, Gordan this is The Deviant and chosen one, this one is tougher then you think but right now we need all the help we can get, we're taking Bane head on" said Mobis "Then I'll get started on making your funeral arrangements" replied Gordan the man with the badge "Come again?" "You saw the bodies right? Those were descent living people once, men and woman who thought they can could make a difference by standing up and fighting and where are they now? Dead." "We can bring an end to all this" interjected Baltheir "You guys want to go on suicide mission then be my guest, right now I need to focus on one thing and that's keeping what men and woman I have left alive" "But for how long? You think you can hide forever? Look at you Gordan, you look like you haven't slept much and eaten much at all. How long before the food ration runs out? How long till Bane get's control of the water? If he can't get to you he will starve you out" said Mobis. "I can't help you" replied Gordan "Alright let's go" said Mobis "No wait! You said I don't look much like the chosen one huh? Well from here you don't look like much of a fighter. Next time look at yourself before looking down on others" you say to Gordan. All three of you leave and are silent while heading back to the Basteel as the hour of battle nearly approaches.