[Baldur's Gate 3] Dark Urge (Good Path) vs Orin

aming kind and encouraging look your savior approaches see how it crawls towards us not a dream now no no it is Blood and Bone carrying the tyrant's Rock that serox Crimson was not yours to spill he was mine you had no right to take him did it think it could protect did it think it could save only the blades can offer salvation no no no no no he didn't he didn't fil the big mou little liar you think I hurt from such meaningless Vapors do you forget what I did to you how you screamed as my knife slitch your skull your brain juices sticky and sweet a little hole big enough for the worm your body a blood sack to feed it the favorite of Bal turned meat puppet strung up by the s use and plucked by my hands a straggling memory Rises day your tyranny should have engulfed this world it was you who were the first to be enslaved Oren's smile was the last thing he saw her bright blade glinting as she chisled into your skull her Reckless digging left your mind sh shattered she robbed you of your bloody Birthright reduced you to nothing nothing but pure heat and now it burns yearning for vengeance husk maggot a ball sworn slips sliding in filth with these pigs you don't deserve the murder Lord's blessing thing my grandfather ruled this city a slaughter house ripened for my blades and you stole it enough enough enough the Run must be called come close my death's heads but keep your blades unblooded B Demands a jewel he wants to taste my domination an altar flowing with his own unwilling flesh draining dying drip drip drip you should have trained harder [Music] master B demands the pure blood spirit but if anyone interferes we got them kick to [Music] you [Applause] [Music] [Music] [Applause] [Music] h [Music] [Applause] a [Applause] Master you are the chosen one he is near he he comes for you [Music] [Music] I expected the other but you live and her blood is returned to me you are my chosen I have a gift for you child you will use it to lacerate this world a gift from your God your father an offering of his affection for you or confirmation that he owns you the Slayer form will be yours made cruler stronger the prime incarnation of murder It seems impossible to stand against your father but you have fought this long against your nature there might just be a way arrogance you refuse me you are my spawn your FS course with my Unholy blood your life is mine except your inheritance or I will reclaim it you were made to conquer to devour you reject my blood and so I will reclaim it I will make take another who is worthy for the first time in over a century silence Falls over the Bal Temple no chants no screams no prayers in the end your own death brought you more joy than any you rought on this land you slipping into peaceful Oblivion but your journey is not over thou Hast defied B thy Lee and father and in doing so Hast earned a place among Champions and heroes but alas thy courage was in opposition to the Divine cosmology that bound thee to the Lord of murder Thou Art now faithless Godless and doomed to wander the Fugue plain for eternity I will not permit that though all the powers of life and death dictat that it should be so I too still hold some power and I invest a portion of it in thee who hath challenged the gods and now liveth to tell of it thy fight is not over and it is thy fight for one who can look upon Bal and oppose him can survive any crisis so rise Challenger of gods and prepare for battle once more death will not claim thee whilst I Endure a scribe a senal a keeper of records and now th Advocate both here and in the city of the Dead the sole way to atone for thine actions is to do better in a new dawn that dawn has come Bal tried to extinguish thee but his wrath is imprecise he only only succeeded in killing the part of thee he knew the urge that drove thee to terrible acts the spark of brutality that made thee his but there is a new part of you that ha grown during my travels that part Bal could not extinguish and so instead of destroying thee he ha made thee a new he's right you're no more monster you've saved me more times than I can count the heart of a savior hath overshadowed the mind of a murderer thou Hast vanquished thine urge I know all but to state truths is to interfere for the minds of Mortals are easily swayed my place for the most part is to observe this intervention the Reclamation of thy soul is beyond mine ordinary remit but Thou Art extraordinary and so are these times today Thou Art born a new a genuine pleasure to meet you again my friend means C his doubts about you little Slayer but Buu had none greet the bloodless Dawn child of none thy path is clear you must save Boulder's Gate as it was so it is again a hero has risen from a legacy of death I I live once more the dreadlords plaything no longer to Camp I will not let my guards slip again I swear by mother GI Zion well done again on besting Bal and all that it was very twe especially the part with that poor excuse for a skeleton waved his magic wand and made it all better I have the utmost confidence you would do the same for me now Excuse me while I go and regurgitate the sap rankling in my throat another ball spawn buried by our hand ball should learn better than to send his offspring against us they might as well be babes dropped bare bottom into their riman WI congratulations are in order I fancied myself the sage advisor sworn to guide you through what it means to be a child of Bal and while I maled on that solemn responsibility you went and took care of it on your own well done truly well done indeed though now you will never see a god of death cow before a miniature giant space hamster every choice has a cost I suppose the path of a BAL spawn is not an easy one nor does it ever truly end but you found your footing where so many before you have fallen wherever you lead from now we will follow I believe you have an apointment with a nether brain lead then Nature's servant awaits h so we have I have the final Stone I need to see it for myself there it is so innocent but such potential you have done very well indeed the nether Stones pulse with psionic energy permeating you pulling you in line with their Rhythm the throne quickens Rising cresting on a single feeling a location a morphic pool beneath the city itself so that's where the chosen imprison the brain to conceal it one would imagine and to maintain the illusion of their own control above ground with the stones in hand and the chosen and Dead We Stand as good a chance as we ever will as to how good a chance that is I cannot say but I have hope when we reach the poon we will find the brain and we will end this in death throm or freedom but a word of caution once we cross into the Elder brain Stone there will be no turning back finish your business here before you proceed the brain will be waiting for us the Cub speaks ask it I did though I don't often speak of it so many seem to think they know the whole story already I find it a pity to correct them we can speak of old battles later our plate is piled high with catastrophes enough for the present huh I hope there's nothing troubling you my dear yes my sweet what is it I want you by my side as well now that you're free we can craft a new future together what Minsk has the it that only a butt can scratch a kicked butt I mean

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Length: 22min 23sec (1343 seconds)

Published: Tue Oct 24 2023