Aida
*One of the 8 magic pillars. This one is filled with dark magic that seeps across the land and onto the main continent itself despite it being in the furthest reaches of the world. It corrupts all it touches with the exception of beings of dark descent. A cult gathers around it daily to commune with the pillar. No one except those who dwell within the Banished Lands and record keepers of long since passed know of it's existence.*

*Deep within the Banished Lands, away from the main continent and from the prying eyes of the kingdoms save for Aicrotor. Demons and cultists alike gather around the pillar, while the Emissary and the mysterious cult leader channel their magic into the pillar causing black and red lightning to strike throughout the region. This broadcast a sort of dark energy wave affecting every dark being within the world.*

*As Orestis arrived she was greeted by a open area that were occupied by cultists, demon and dark beings alike being in prayer as at the pillar's base, a strange hooded man and The Emissary began taking turns of channeling their magic into it, causing the red and black lightning to dance across the sky.*
Donald
*Looks upon the pillar his hair swaying slowly with the wind he took a soft breath and began to circle the pillar looking for any clue on how to activate it.*

`"It seems the channeling of magic is not working... Like the ebbfellian pillar so how does this one need opening?"`
Aida
*The hooded man stepped away from the pillar as the Emissary kept trying.* "My friend stop, we need another approach. While this is certainly triggering a reaction, it's not getting us anywhere." *The man went into thought and was oblivious to everything else.*
Donald
*Looks as he began to channel a tiny bit of dark mana and poured it towards the pillar to begin the process of elimination on how to unlock the pillar.*
Aida
*She would achieve the same result as they did. It would trigger a reaction but nothing other than the lightning happened.*
Donald
*Decided to walk towards the man at the center of the pillar pouring mana into it he walked up to the top and looked at the man a few feet away before speaking.*

`"Have you tried throwing souls at it?"`
Aida
*The man turned around to face her.* "Yes, and sacrifices. Yet nothing seems to work."
Donald
`"What if it need sacrifices of light beings that are powerful? Or a sacrifice of something valuable to you?"`
Aida
"That's preposterous the only of value to me is on the other side of this pillar. I know he's alive!"
Donald
`"Would you give your own life to open the pillar then?"`

*He asked with a soft tone.*
Aida
*The man looked at her with surprise.* "I would not, I am not who I appear to be. I am more useful to our Lord alive."
Donald
*Shook his head*

`"Well do you have any ideas on what to do because you have tried both throwing souls and mana each didn't work I don't know what else to do."`

*He placed a hand on his own chin.*
Aida
*The man grew uncomfortable and began muttering like a madman.* "I refuse to die, at my own hands. What a ridiculous idea. I am the heir, my death would only complicate things."
Donald
*Looks at him confused*

`"......"`

*He rose a finger up before speaking.*

`"Then you don't have to die I was only giving ideas now pull yourself together aren't you supposed to be the leader here?"`

*He asked placing his hand at his side*
Aida
*The man turned to face Orestis.* "You want to take that away from me don't you? I am the rightful leader and no one shall take it from me! I've spent decades trying to free him! Decades!"
Donald
`"I said nothing of the sort I wish to take nothing from you I have no reason to squabble with people who has not seen my masters greatness only worship something they have not seen that is the pinnacle of ignorance."`
Aida
*There was something off about this man. He seems to actually know the God his followers worship. However, madness seems to have taken hold of him.* "Why then would you even say such a thing? There's only one reason! You're after the throne!"
Marcus
*The Emissary stopped what it was doing and gazed upon the madman.*