Now, the armor looked like it belonged to House Winterscar proper. His new relic armor had been polished up and cleared of all the skulls and bones the slavers like to carry. We didn't need to keep cautious for long however.Ĭaptain Sagrius marched up along with the rest of the Winterscar guard, meeting up halfway through the tunnel. Both Ironreach and I straightened up, hands on our rifle. 'Eyes sharp deary.'įurther ahead in the dark tunnels, lights were moving around. 'Noise ahead.' Cathida said into my helmet. So far, I've counted twelve normally worded warning, three omens, and seven curses. The writing's what keeps the adults away. 'A friend of hers was tasked to write warnings down. I don't know how they figured out the perfect designs to send a chill down my spine, but leave it to artists to do it anyhow. Something that truly felt alien and unnatural. The artists here made things that seemed both alive and dead at the same time. 'I'd say they did a pretty good.' I said, my own headlights illuminating the different murals. They had an army of artists from different houses and even castes to do the job.' While all the Reachers were busy fixing up the colony integrity, her job was to make something that would spook any kid trying to come down here. 'When the clan moved into this colony, I had a friend of mine picked to go down here and draw things. 'You know, I was never good at drawing.' Ironreach said, one armored glove trailing on the side of the wall over the chiseled art. Ironreach and I walked through these old tunnels, headlights illuminating the warning sigils and old history laid down by long dead ancestors. Which is why it became a blind spot to the clan.

Only kids would be stupid enough to go poking around, and by the time they had the skills and tools to possibly break open the bulkheads, they wouldn't be stupid kids anymore. None of us ever really thought or considered these tunnels since everything was locked tight years ago by the first settling generation. So settling too close to their realm is obviously a bad idea.īut once bulkheads and seals were put into place and people knew where they could mark their land and where they shouldn't tinkle on the walls, life would settle down and people would forget about the lower reaches. The underground led to the machines, and machines led to death.

One thing that remained the same no matter the culture - always seal the lower reaches first thing upon arriving at a new colony. Anywhere from having their own unique markings to copying the previous occupants. This wasn't always accurate of course, many clans followed different traditions. Generally, it's tradition for each clan to carve out their own warnings. The underground reaches of clan colonies are typically closed off by bulkheads, cave-in's, purity seals, and all kinds of religious barriers.

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