((For the uninformed, this is the RP of as the title suggests, the birth of this character, enjoy!))
Maxwell lay on the burning ground barely able to breathe due to amount of smoke and ash in the air, his body's flesh was mostly burnt, he knew he didn't have long till he moved onto the next world. The only thing he could do now wait until it happened, there was nothing that could save him at this point anyway, his injuries were too severe to be healed and even if a medic would miraculously arrive and try what would they do? Douse his flames and bandage him leaving him a mummy for months, maybe even years?
No, he would die here on this burning field, knowing he died attempting to serve his homeland against a foreign threat. So he closed his eyes and simply waited for his time on this world to end.
The ghost known as Alasdair, was floating around the burned down village after the Burning Vengeance's rampage. The screaming of souls being ripped from their bodies as they burned had caught his attention, observing the battlefield from a distance, he waited for everything to calm down before taking a closer look.
Alasdair is a messenger, what he does is making deals with mortals for the Ruined King, doing them a favor in exchange for their eternal service under the Ruined King's command. That was what he had been doing since the day he was created. His eyes ran over the scorched earth beneath him, observing all the charred bodies that laid on the ground. They where no use for him, their souls where already gone.
Soon he came upon a man that had yet to fade away from life, taking a closer look he didn't seem to have much time left. Alasdair crept closer to the Maxwell that laid there, "Well, we see that our decision payed off. Tell us, human, do you wish to die? Or is there something else you may want? Vengeance perhaps?"
Maxwell had heard a voice clearly addressing him that sounded ghostly, clearly not a Noxian medic attempting to save his life. When he slowly opened his eyes and lazily gazed upon the specter he found he was correct, it was indeed not human.
Gathering the strength to speak despite the burns he currently suffered he spoke to the specter. "I do not know what you are creature... but my time on this earth is served... the monster known as Brand has been destroyed by Noxus... though his death cost many of our lives, it was worth it... and with that i can die peacefully..."
Alasdair listened to what Maxwell was saying, "Oh, how rude of us, we must have forgotten to introduce ourselves, we are Alasdair, The Harvester of Sorrow. Where there is Sorrow, we harvest." He said and backed off a bit into the air above Maxwell.
"Ahaha.. We see you haven't learned of this 'Brand''s fate. He is very much alive, your fellow comrades locked him up." Alasdair chuckled, had seen Brand being locked up after being captured, maybe this would seal the deal.
Closing in on Maxwell again, he stopped about an inch away from his face, "We see you are dying, we will show you that Brand is alive. /If/ you serve the Shadow Isles once you die."
Maxwell was outraged when Alasdair had said that Brand was still alive, his comrades burned to death or simply incinerated alongside him gave their lives away for nothing. He wanted another chance to make his superiors pay for this, and then here was his chance... floating over his head giving him just that.
"I accept your deal Alasdair, but once we are finished here... i wish to speak to your leader to.... further negotiate this deal.... is that possible?
Alasdair backed up into the air again, he marked Maxwell's soul with a taint that would move it to the soul well on the Shadow Isles once he died. "Your soul is ours now, you will have plenty of time to speak to the Ruined King once you die. But first, our part of the deal." He moved around Maxwell, looking at him at the same time, once he was above his shoulders he lowered his hands and grabbed onto him.
The harvester's gauntlets chilled Maxwell's shoulders as he grabbed him and lifted him up from the ground, hanging him underneath him as he moved to a vantage point where the rest of Maxwell's former allies could be seen. "See, they will be greeted as heroes, you and the rest that died here will be nothing but a name on a list. Soon they have forgotten about you, the only ones who will remember you are those who look at the list, decades from now."
He nodded slowly as the explaining of how the process would work before he was suddenly grabbed, although the specters touch was chilling Maxwell's pain from being burned intensified. He tried to keep his face calm although he was burning alive, but he did look and see them making their way back to Noxus with Brand in tow.
Tightening his fists through the pain he gritted his teeth and spoke angrily."This will not stand... for the other brave men and women who gave their lives for this injustice, i swear that Noxus will fall and Brand will be destroyed as he should have this day... Mark. My. Words."
Alasdair chuckled at Maxwell's statement, "Soon they will burn." With that Alasdair began moving back out of sight with Maxwell hanging below him. "We will take you to the Ruined King now." He said and prepared to move them from their current location to the Shadow Isles.
A thick black fog swept in around them as Alasdair started the spell. When the fog was so thick you couldn't see out from it, it began clearing. When you could see through it Maxwell would realize he wasn't on the plains outside of Noxus anymore, in front of them a large building stood, the Ruined King's castle.
"Welcome, to your new home." Alasdair said to Maxwell as he moved through the doors to the castle, "You will get to meet your new king shortly."
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