Aivren shook his head. That was weird... Never doing this again...
he chuckled to himself knowing he would in fact have to do this many more times in the future.
Aivren turned and looked over at the orange being that sat a few feet away atop a moss covered log. He looked into the beings green eyes trying to see what his reaction was.
"I'm guessing it worked?" Aivren asked his brother, Esh.
The orange being nodded.
"Worked like a charm. You should see yourself." Esh laughed.
Aivren stood to his feet, a challenge given that he was not yet used to his new body, and walked over to the edge of the lake; dropping to his knees on the lush green grass when he arrived at its shore.
"Bless Elohm... It did work! Ha!" Aivren laughed as he looked at his reflection. His rather ugly
Instead of the lime green clad warrior he was used to seeing in his reflection, he saw instead a black and purple monster whose skull bore no mask and who wore long black spikes on his spine.
"Incredible..." Aivren muttered as he reached up and felt his face.
"Huh?" he stopped and looked down at his right hand.
"Esh... It's still mutated..." Airven said turning to look up at his brother.
"The damage was done. Even a transformation such as this could not change that." Esh said solemnly.
Aivren nodded in acceptance. He would make good of this somehow.
Aivren's arm had been mutated when capturing the shadow being they had used to alter his appearance. Elohm assured him that he would be able to go back to his previous form when his mission was done, but for now, this is what he would have to be. It'll help me sell my cover I guess.
he thought to himself.
After having gotten the details of Morvain's unusual arrival in the Garden, Esh and Aivren set out to find how he had come. Guided by Morvain they found a cavern that housed many portals to other lands. After this discovery, Elohm spoke to them, telling them that there were others whom Elohm would call to arrive from the portals, instead of his normal Calling every ten years. Elohm also said that Esh and Aivren would need to find them, and bring them safely back to the Garden, so that what had happened to Morvain would not happen again. After this, Elohm gave each Esh and Aivren their assignments, and instructed them on how to find them.
Thus what had brought about Aivren's need for this disguise. Aivren was assigned to get someone inside the Brotherhood of Makuta, (if he was remembering what the group was called correctly) and bring them back to the Garden. This however, would not be very easy to achieve. He would need to infiltrate the group and convince them to come with him. They also had to come willingly
or they would become shadow beings upon entering the Garden, which meant that he couldn't just sneak into the fortress that they were currently hiding in, and drag them out kicking and screaming.
Aivren had no idea how he was going to do this. Not the slightest clue. But, Elohm had told him what to do, and he would be there to help him if needed, and that was good enough.
"Here." Esh said to Aivren, handing him an impressively sized spear.
As Aivren took the spear from his brother's hands two jewels near the tip began to shine with a green glow.
"What?!" Aivren said surprised.
"Good." Esh said.
Aivren turned to look at his brother in surprise.
"That spear now houses your air powers. In your current form you cannot use them. With this, you can." Esh said with his usual matter-of-fact tone.
Aivren nodded and spun the spear a few times in his hands, getting used to the weight.
"I hate using weapons." Aivren muttered under his breath.
"I know. But you are not yet used to your new body, and you will need your air powers some time. For now, you will have to keep it."
Aivren rolled his eyes at his brother's lecture. He knew that. He just felt like complaining.
"Are you ready?" Esh asked.
Aivren could've sworn he sensed a hint of worry in his brother's usually emotionless voice. He nodded cautiously, searching his brother's steeled eyes.
"Alright. Good luck Brother. And be careful." Esh said.
Aivren nodded again. "And you too. May Elohm guide us home."
After shaking his brother's hand Airven left out the North Gate and trekked across the Fields towards the Black Forest, and beyond to the cavern of portals.
Surprisingly one of my shorter stories. Anyhoot,
This is my entry to the Self-MOC off Tournament over on MOCpages. The category was to make your self-MOC's polar opposite. I... didn't exactly fit the category perfectly, but I hoped the build could make up for that
This is the polar opposite of one half of my self-MOC, Aivren. You can see my original self-MOC here: [link]
. I'd advise looking at it if you wish to understand the story very well.
Overall, I am very happy with how this came out. The photos are pretty much crap, and they kill the epicness of the build, but alas, I have not yet a better backround to use
I'm not really sure what else I had in mind to say, so I'll just carry on to the other links that may also help you understand the story.
Oh yes, and the right hand design was inspired by Alex-Darkrai.
Aaaanddd... I forgot. The idea for the tohunga foot on the leg belongs to Banjax over on MOCpages.
Shadow Being: [link]
And like I said, those are just if you want to understand the story a little better.
Here is the link to the SMOT (gotta love acronyms. Laziness for the win!): [link]