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The [[Cabal]] I remember were an eclectic people. There were so many indoctrinated species among us they defied reckoning. The [[Red Legion]] have changed all that in my absence. To add insult to my exile, they imprisoned me aboard the [[Leviathan]] with only warrior Loyalists to attend me. I raged for the better half of a century. It felt like a century, at least. | The [[Cabal]] I remember were an eclectic people. There were so many indoctrinated species among us they defied reckoning. The [[Red Legion]] have changed all that in my absence. To add insult to my exile, they imprisoned me aboard the [[Leviathan]] with only warrior Loyalists to attend me. I raged for the better half of a century. It felt like a century, at least. | ||
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The Cabal I remember built wonders. The vitality-gifting | {{verbatim}} | ||
The Cabal I remember built wonders. The vitality-gifting Red Eyes. The system-spanning mobility of the Ninth Bridge. I count the far-seeing [[OXA Machine]]. Our every need we had answered. Everyday life was paradise. Before my exile, the mother system never wanted for anything. | |||
Today, the Red Legion is desperate. They reek of it. Devoid of cultivation, and utterly defeated by a child-race whose only claim to significance was bestowed on them by an inexplicable entity. How has it come to this? | Today, the Red Legion is desperate. They reek of it. Devoid of cultivation, and utterly defeated by a child-race whose only claim to significance was bestowed on them by an inexplicable entity. How has it come to this? | ||
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The Cabal I remember were collectors of the highest order. As our empire expanded, and we met species of startling technological prowess, we absorbed what they created, along with their culture. Nothing of use ever escaped our grasp, and everything we found we catalogued and archived in the great [[Athenaeum Worlds|athenaeum worlds]]. Sentient anomalies, thought-powered reality smashers, portable world-enders. Our vaults grew fat, and so did we, through the artifacts they housed. | The Cabal I remember were collectors of the highest order. As our empire expanded, and we met species of startling technological prowess, we absorbed what they created, along with their culture. Nothing of use ever escaped our grasp, and everything we found we catalogued and archived in the great [[Athenaeum Worlds|athenaeum worlds]]. Sentient anomalies, thought-powered reality smashers, portable world-enders. Our vaults grew fat, and so did we, through the artifacts they housed. | ||
None of these weapons were brought to bear in the [[Red War]]. Which only means that [[Dominus Ghaul|Ghaul]] and his Red Legion have lost them—or deployed them elsewhere. What foe could illicit that response I do not know. The [[Loyalist]] caretakers that I personally stationed on each athenaeum world have been silent for a very long time. Without them, it would take lifetimes to re-discover the functions of the technology sealed within. | None of these weapons were brought to bear in the [[Red War]]. Which only means that [[Dominus Ghaul|Ghaul]] and his Red Legion have lost them—or deployed them elsewhere. What foe could illicit that response I do not know. The [[Loyalists|Loyalist]] caretakers that I personally stationed on each athenaeum world have been silent for a very long time. Without them, it would take lifetimes to re-discover the functions of the technology sealed within. | ||
A Shadow of your Guardian-tribe would be the ideal warrior-scientists to seek these worlds out and re-discover their secrets. | A Shadow of your Guardian-tribe would be the ideal warrior-scientists to seek these worlds out and re-discover their secrets. | ||
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The Cabal I knew would have had a place at my side at the dimming of the world. The Red Legion do not. | The Cabal I knew would have had a place at my side at the dimming of the world. The Red Legion do not. | ||
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You've shown the Red Legion you fly my banner. | You've shown the Red Legion you fly my banner. | ||
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Insigne Shade Suit is a Legendary Warlock armor set that was available from the Leviathan, Spire of Stars Raid Lair.
Insigne Shade Cover[edit]
- "You have truly grown fat from strength. And you are still as wise as ever. Magnificent."
- — Calus, Emperor of the Cabal
Lore[edit]
The Cabal I remember were an eclectic people. There were so many indoctrinated species among us they defied reckoning. The Red Legion have changed all that in my absence. To add insult to my exile, they imprisoned me aboard the Leviathan with only warrior Loyalists to attend me. I raged for the better half of a century. It felt like a century, at least.
Now I have returned, and I brought distinction with me. My Shadows are each the zenith of their kind, taken from countless worlds as I made my way back from the deep. But my search continues. I have not found my Shadow of Shadows. The one with the fortitude to stand by my side at the end.
Your kind are warrior-scholars of the highest order. Rarely have I seen such insight and analysis paired with killing potential, even among the Psions.
A Shadow of your Guardian-tribe would be an ideal scout to find others, and persuade them to walk with us through these golden halls.
—Calus, Emperor of the Cabal
Insigne Shade Gloves[edit]
- "Warrior-scholars. Reality breakers. Weapons of mass destruction. Your tribe would make stunning Shadows."
- — Calus, Emperor of the Cabal
Lore[edit]
The Cabal I remember built wonders. The vitality-gifting Red Eyes. The system-spanning mobility of the Ninth Bridge. I count the far-seeing OXA Machine. Our every need we had answered. Everyday life was paradise. Before my exile, the mother system never wanted for anything.
Today, the Red Legion is desperate. They reek of it. Devoid of cultivation, and utterly defeated by a child-race whose only claim to significance was bestowed on them by an inexplicable entity. How has it come to this?
The Red Legion were led by the greatest pit fighter in our history—but they were led by a pit fighter. Arena culture became the religion of the Empire. Their medical technology, their science, is hilariously inadequate for the vast Empire they must support. Should their perpetual war against this system end, they are already doomed.
A Shadow of your Guardian-tribe could be the technologist to save my people. To use your knowledge, your skill, and your Light to bring some semblance of industrial and medical prowess back to an empire led by a true emperor.
—Calus, Emperor of the Cabal
Insigne Shade Robes[edit]
- "A little bolder. A little more focus. You are almost ready… to cast a Shadow."
- — Calus, Emperor of the Cabal
Lore[edit]
The Cabal I remember were collectors of the highest order. As our empire expanded, and we met species of startling technological prowess, we absorbed what they created, along with their culture. Nothing of use ever escaped our grasp, and everything we found we catalogued and archived in the great athenaeum worlds. Sentient anomalies, thought-powered reality smashers, portable world-enders. Our vaults grew fat, and so did we, through the artifacts they housed.
None of these weapons were brought to bear in the Red War. Which only means that Ghaul and his Red Legion have lost them—or deployed them elsewhere. What foe could illicit that response I do not know. The Loyalist caretakers that I personally stationed on each athenaeum world have been silent for a very long time. Without them, it would take lifetimes to re-discover the functions of the technology sealed within.
A Shadow of your Guardian-tribe would be the ideal warrior-scientists to seek these worlds out and re-discover their secrets.
—Calus, Emperor of the Cabal
Insigne Shade Boots[edit]
- "There has only ever been but a single Shadow from each people I've encountered. Yet there are so many Lights, and I have so little time..."
- — Calus, Emperor of the Cabal.
Lore[edit]
The Cabal I knew would have had a place at my side at the dimming of the world. The Red Legion do not.
But the end is coming either way. I have not foreseen it; I have outraced it. Nothing will stop it. It renders all things and all meanings obsolete. The universe troubles itself with numbers, wishes, the dreams of worms, the hissing silence at the black edge, the echoes of a false god.
None of it matters except this.
A Shadow of your Guardian-tribe is exactly what I need to herald what's coming. I know your kind. You bend reality when it suits you, and break reality when it bothers you. At the end of all things, I will need something like you, with the weft and weave of the universe at your fingertips. To help me usher in the end.
—Calus, Emperor of the Cabal
Insigne Shade Bond[edit]
- "This serves as a message to all false Cabal that you have served me. They won't show it, but they fear you. And they should."
- — Calus, Emperor of the Cabal
Lore[edit]
You've shown the Red Legion you fly my banner.
I know that when the time is right, I won't have to ask. You're on my side.
I see it when you crack armor and carapace by simply touching it. When you bisect your opponents with searing tears in reality. When you swallow them with your Light, and make them a part of you. It is captivating.
But Earth casts no Shadow. Not yet.
When you're ready, you will be magnificent. A Guardian of Guardians. Shadow of Shadows.
I reserve the right to be last when the end comes, and for that, I need you with me.
You're so close.
—Calus, Emperor of the Cabal
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