The City Watch is offering an immediate bounty for the apprehension of the guerilla artist known as 'Prism.' Overnight, the drab walls of the Industrial District were covered in vibrant, glowing murals.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words. But when the graffiti starts peeling itself off the brickwork, growing teeth, and chasing pedestrians down the street, the only words that seem to matter are 'Run' and 'Help.'
We need a team to track down this artist, figure out where they got their supply of 'living paint,' and scrub the streets clean before the massive mural becomes a memorial.
The session is replacing "A Village in Need" so the time is set.
Amelia (ʎʇıɹɔɐlɐ)
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"Mission of the day: capture a graffiti artist.
I met Ruv, the bee guy, when I went to pick up the mission. We decided to recruit some more people to help: Clement, a Lightkeeper who might know more about the magic of the arts, and Xoreos, a victim of the Cursed Miasma who seemed to be quite strong.
At the indicated location, we found a large plant that attacked us by releasing pollen. Ruv turned into bees again and started collecting the pollen. Clement cast a spell and disconnected the plant from reality, then managed to find traces of magic, which we followed.
We arrived at a building that had already been graffitied with a giant knight. Xoreos tried to attack, without success. With the power of Bloose, I damaged the knight a little. The inky metal seemed more resistant than I had imagined. The bees painted a small knight with a shovel that helped in the battle. Clement finally destroyed the knight with another spell. This wizard seemed perfect for the mission and earned my respect.
The little knight with the shovel began to walk in a direction that seemed to be where the graffiti vandal was. We followed him to a graffitied protective pylon that was shooting lightning bolts. Clement repaired the pylon with our help. I tried to absorb the electricity but failed. I wasn't strong enough, but I almost was. Xoreos then absorbed the wounds that Clement and I suffered from the electrocution. The lion seems kind.
We saw a figure watching us. Xoreos and I decided to follow him while the others dealt with the storm.
Halfway there, I was stopped by two Imperial Core guards. Fools who wanted my Aetherite. I tried to send them away, but they knew it was in my possession; some equipment detected it.
They attacked me, but I managed to stop them both. I counterattacked with the power of Bloose, throwing them both against the wall, but one of them clung to me. Clement appeared and ordered the guards to release me because I was “under the jurisdiction of the Lightkeepers.” They left, but this will cause problems for the order. Clement didn't seem to care, so it's not my problem.
We caught up with the others, and apparently they let the graffiti girl go. They already had enough evidence and knew who the real culprit was. I didn't care, I'd get paid anyway.
I didn't get power, but at least Core left me alone for now..."
Ruv wakes up the next morning in an unfamiliar bed on the only floor of a small studio apartment in Bastion. He looks around in confusion, muttering to himself, "What the hell did I drink last night..." His brain is a jumbled mess of memories and dreams. Images of bees, honey, flower pollen, and a small, shovel knight flash through his mind as he tries to process what happened and where the hell he is. Realizing he is grasping things in his hands, he flinches and drops them to the bed. A deed of ownership to the apartment flutters down alongside a paintbrush and a vial of shimmering paint.
The camera transitions to a series of blinking vignettes from Ruv's perspective of the previous day.
A giant plant monster grapples with Xoreos, the lion man, as Ruv buzzes through the air as a cloud of bees. The vision is fractured as if through a million lenses, each getting up and personal with the chunks of pollen oozing off the monster. The sounds of Clement, the wizard, casting a spell, followed by the plant suddenly splashing to the ground as an inert painting.
The vision shatters as the thousand lenses of a swarm coalesce into the singular stereo vision of Ruv. Beside him, a small shovel knight pulls itself out of a hastily drawn painting. Nearby, Xoreos grapples with a much larger knight as Rohan gores the knight with the massive horns of the famous Bloose.
The scene fades to black before an arc of lightning breaks through the very air molecules themselves, grounding itself through the shovel knight. Xoreos's words to the knight echo, "Your sacrifice will be legend". Ruv turns to look at what he is doing, as he and the rest of the team attempt to quickly scub away yet another painting. The battle to contain the lightning and reactivate the protective city pylon is intense, as both Clement and Rohan are bloodied as they try to absorb the power of the lightning.
Xoreos and Rohan yell to Ruv and Clement to finish the job as they run off. Ruv is too focused to check, as he and Clement finally save the Pylon from certain destruction using some elbow grease and powerful magic.
Ruv's memories start getting fuzzy... the rest of the memory appears in barely understandable flashes. Xoreos comes flying off a roof and crashes to the ground, carrying a mysterious woman... a paintbrush and a vial of paint seem to disappear...
Ruv looks back at his bed, once again seeing the paintbrush and vial of paint. "Well, that's one mystery solved, I guess. But what the hell have I gotten myself into?" He wonders aloud. A bee alights on his shoulder. He absently pets it before jerking away and turning around.
An entire wall of his apartment is covered in layers of honeycomb and thousands of bees. They all pause as one as Ruv turns his attention to them. Then they start buzzing low and ominously as the camera fades out.
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