Bound in Sorrow | Sever — Resolve | Season of the Haunted

Now bound to the Crown of Sorrow, Caiatl is as prepared as she can be to confront the Nightmare of Ghaul one last time. The Guardian joins her in the Underbelly of the Leviathan to sever Calus's final connection to the lunar Pyramid.

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Eris Morn: Caiatl will arrive shortly.

Caiatl: Drop pod breach successful. The ship has turned... rancid. The Leviathan's transformation is a spreading miasma. One we stop here. Take the engines, Guardian. I ascend another path, but I will see this through with you.

Nightmare of Ghaul: Come to challenge me again? The beaten always do.

//The Guardian clears a route to the Leviathan's engines. They encounter Val Parthas and Bracus Lume fighting Loyalists and Scorn.

Nightmare of Ghaul: We lifted the Cabal from Calus's stagnation. Now your mythkeepers list the worlds lost, not added! They speak of what once was, and no longer of what could be! Is this the new Cabal you've envisioned?

Caiatl: We've both homored scribes conjuring purpose for us — futures that never came to pass. Theirs is the buzzing of insects caught in turbulent winds. When the wind shifts, so will they.

//The Guardian clears the room of Scorn and Cabal.

Eris Morn: Plant your amplifier, and do not linger in the spores longer than you must.

//The Guardian plants the first resonance beacon.

Eris Morn: The interference has returned, more complex than before. Something language adjacent, but... familiar. A translation of a translation.

//The Guardian approaches Caiatl. She has a Scorn skewered on her blade.

Nightmare of Ghaul: Your edge alignment was poor.

Caiatl: [grunts] Guardian?

Nightmare of Ghaul: Caiatl, dispatch this Lightspawn and send its head back to the City.

Caiatl: Silence! You are a weak imitation of the Ghaul I knew.

Nightmare of Ghaul: I am limited only by your weak imagination.

//Caiatl turns to the Guardian.

Caiatl: I will find you at the end.

//Optus Ulios arrives to aid the Guardian.

//The Guardian is trapped in the engine room.

Nightmare of Ghaul: You stand with the Traveler's puppet? Against me? You have grown fat from weakness — drunk on their patronage!

Caiatl: You demanded I rule in your shadow. With the Vanguard, I stand equal. The Cabal stand equal.

Nightmare of Ghaul: The Cabal will die alongside them: a desperate ember fading against the dark.

Caiatl: Just because you can't imagine a future beyond yourself, Dominus, doesn't mean there isn't one.

Eris Morn: The interference is a voice. I've heard it whispered through the Tree of Silver Wings on Io, and beneath the ice of Europa. But it does not speak to us. This connection must be severed.

//The Guardian incinerates the contaminant.

Eris Morn: Fan turbines offline. The final severance awaits.

Nightmare of Ghaul: They are using the Cabal — using you. The empire is cattle-flesh between the City and their enemies.

Caiatl: They have proven otherwise. I do not fear our enemies. The Light is at our back, and we are the Cabal. We eat the mountains; we drink the seas. Let them come.

//The Guardian approaches Caiatl.

Caiatl: Get on with it.

//Caiatl and the Guardian begin the severance ritual.

Caiatl: [growls fiercely]

Nightmare of Ghaul: You were never able to best me, Caiatl. That's why I left you to hold my throne.

Caiatl: I was fighting with weapons YOU gave me. Now, I wield my own.

//The Guardian battles with the Nightmare of Ghaul.

Caiatl: Crush him with your Light, as the Traveler did!

//The Guardian defeats the Nightmare.

Nightmare of Ghaul: You are nothing more than a child playing empress. You lack my drive, and your father's vision.

Caiatl: The old ways are dead, Dominus. I forged a new Cabal in my image. It does not require your approval.

//Caiatl stabs Ghaul.

Nightmare of Ghaul: [pained yell] I see you, Caiatl. I see your new Cabal, pulled from the jaws of extinction. You have surpassed me. I attempted to subdue the Light... and burned for it. But you... you wield it on your War Council. What conquest is more deserving?

Caiatl: You still don't understand. It wasn't conquest. It was compromise. An act your traditions never would have allowed.

Nightmare of Ghaul: You have finally grown beyond the prescriptions of your idols. Despite my legend, Ghaul is flesh. His words are only words. Like yours.

Caiatl: There is a difference. Mine are better.

//Caiatl turns to the Guardian.

Caiatl: Was that it, then? If dead men and sanctimony are all Calus has to threaten me, he might as well turn the Leviathan around and run.

**

Quest Step 43 of 51:
https://www.ishtar-collective.net/items/bound-in-sorrow-43

Haunted, Season of the (Story):
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLS2hBTtCDufRyvpV4DVdId48A0b_WXN3r

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