When Lunars want to move fast, they move /FAST/. Running at full tilt, much faster than a human being could run, Running Silver Ice moves through Nexus parkour-style. Simply leaping over low obstacles, ducking under high ones, and simply going over walls when it is quicker than going around, the wolf creature swings out of a window two stories down to thud into the ground, leaving two large clawed footprints in the paving stones before starting to take off again, heading through the city, along the river, to Denandsor.

A gigantic form gradually begins to appear through the depths of the mists. The ruins of the city and the roiling cursed enviornment makes it difficult to pick details out at first, until the soft glow of moonsilver tattoos comes into view as well, silohetting the gargantuan form with numerous swirls and patterns that match the soft glow of vulpine eyes set atop an ox like horned head. The figure stands nearly twenty feet tall but is massive on such a scale that he migh very well be more then ten across at the shoulders. Heavy footfalls send the ground shaking and lurching as the giant form draws nearer whilst the ground, decaying and crumblign, sunders and chasms from the spreading seismic disturbances of his steps.

Running Silver Ice's eyes widen like a squirrel watching a tree fall on him. Literally skidding to a stop so hard he trips over a discarded bicycle and goes tumbling to a stop before the mountain of a Lunar, Running Silver Ice gapes with wide open eyes. The Wolf in Black and Silver is practically tiny compared to it. He asks cautiously, flipping to his feet, "Wh-who are you?? Are you Mountain Who Walks?"

A great gout of mist blasts away from the head and then the rest of the body of the bruiser, blown away by the breath of the giant and perhaps some rising mass of silver essence that parts the air before him.. This reveals more of his features, including his well worn great coat, and a wide brim hat tilted atop his bovine head. A smoking pipe of some sort dangles around his neck along with several other accroutments, including what looks like an acorn, oddly enough, tied to a string.

"What has happened here?" he rumbles, bassy voice not affirming or denying his name just yet, "...I had heard rumors, since returning from Malfeas but...I had never imagined.."

Running Silver Ice gapes up at the legendary Lunar, working his jaw a few times, "Mal-Mal-Malfeas?! What?!" He looks around, "Ah, yes, how you say, Sol-har magic is to blame." Shifting back a bit defensively against the monolithic Yeddim Totem's approach, the tiny wolf motions aside, "Nexus, it has died! As has Denandsor--it dies a second death right now." He points to the southwest, "I must return to my lord and master, Ma-Ha-Suchi, the Wolf With Red Roses. I abandoned my post..." He hangs his head, not really capable of being out of breath, but still exhausted, "I abandoned him, to be with my Sol-har queen." He shakes his head, looking up, "I cannot stay and talk; I must run!"

"Wait!" exclaims the giant Lunar, lest the other one bolt off and be gone in a flash of silver, "That is..far to little information regarding..great and monsterous things. Yes, Malfeas.. Hell. I went..to the aid of one of our fellows. A lunar sorceress of no small talent, who had been bound into several distressing circumstances but enough of that. What of these..deaths? Solar magic you say? And the same has fallen Denandsor?" He frowns, expression darkening, "..I should not have so hastily left.. But I fear there is nothing I can do to stop sorcery. Abandon your post..you did not. The Solar Bond is a strong thing. But take care you do not tell Ma Ha Suchi that. He is tormented...regarding the Solars." he pauses and then says, "Tell me more of this spell?"

Running Silver Ice nods, leaning forward to place his hands on his thighs, "Yes, I know. Ai..." He shakes his head, and only lifts it when he is asked about the magic, "Zis place, tiz curs-ed." He straightens up and motions about him, "All-Makhar, ze Arduin, he makes a new city to the east. But none will live there. Ze port, it is dead." He sighs, "He called it... 'Ze Curse of Unyielding Mist'." He shrugs, "I do not know more den zat. But nothing will grow here, water turns brackish, fungus invades all living things now dead. It will rot the wooden supports...and the city will fall." He looks off to the Southwest, "Denandsor is underseige from Unliving Princes, and ze have cast some sort of spell there as well. Blood fell from ze sky... The dead, they walked as flesh! My brothers, they flee. But I must go and save my master. Ze Walker may return." He growls, his eyes briefly disappearing into pools of flaming white essence, "And if not, I will tear ze organs from 'Stilled Silence's body and use them to feed ze gators of the Bayou!!" His voice trembles and his closed fist shakes, apparently speaking some great curse.

The accent is thick. From some part of Creation Fudou is unfamiliar with. But he makes sense of the words, well enough. "Orduin.. He builds a city none will live in..? Why...." His voice trails off and then the huge lunar frowns as he processes the rest of the words, "The Deathknights. Hn. Listen. Ma Ha Suchi does not intend to hold Denansdor. He intends to destroy it. He should be attempting to withdraw his forces while his exalted allies make haste to detonate the manses that lie within the cities depths. This is now a wasting war. The Beastmen should flee. They cannot fight the armies of Walker. Walker's forces are too many...and Ma Ha Suchi is no lunar warrior-general. He inspires but does not go to war..." He pauses and then asks with some sincere curiousity, "...Who are you?"

Running Silver Ice shakes his head slowly, "...Ma Ha Suchi will not leave. Ze preparations were complete. My own Queen readied the trigger for him...but he would not destroy the city of his youth." He sighs, the energy gone from his voice, "I am Running Silver Ice..." He bows fluidly, "Of ze Changing Moon." He leans back up and grins, "And you are well known to me, 'Foo-doo' of ze Mountain."

"-WHAT-!" thunders Fudou, his voice bellowing through the air like a crack of thunder. He's clearly stunned. Infuriated even. "Has he lost his mind! .. I am a -fool- for trusting him.. I gave him my support, moved the Pact on this behalf, so that we would -destroy- that place..! He cannot win a sustained conflict there!" He pauses and then seems to put two and two together, "Your own queen? Do you mean to say you are bonded with Jubilant Steel? .. Hn..it was my fault for getting her dragged into that mess with Ma Ha Suchi. I am betrayed, again.."

Running Silver Ice leans back considerably from the blast of Fudou's indignation. "Ai, yes, Jubilant Steel. I looked at her once, and my heart has not been my own since. But zat is not ze issue. Ma Ha Suchi could hold ze city. He received...ah...how you say? Shipment of Weaponry? From Chronopolis. And ze Walker in Darkness has fled! I killed his own 'Singers' myself. But zen..." He hangs his head, "...ze Monsoon."

"Walker in Darkness..has not fled. And Ma Ha Suchi could not best him in one on one combat." warns Fudou, voice full of caution.. "And weapons..from Chronopolis? Ma Ha Suchi would not easily accepted help forged by Solar hands. It goes against his very ideals. This matter has become..confusing..." He narrows his eyes and rubs his mouth before finally rumbling, "You killed the Singers? I commend you! But I am unconvinced. The moonsoon means that they have powerful necromantic sorcery at their disposal. If it cannot be countered..."

Running Silver Ice folds his arms, "Ze monsoon is over. But Ma-Ha-Suchi is routed. Ze 'Stilled Silence'..." His voice sounds disgusted, but he cups his hands in front of his chest so there can be no doubt who he means, "...she summons two legions more every day. I was a fool not to kill her when I had the chance." He leans his head to the side, "As for Suchi...well, I cannot say I am without sympathy. He has not seen the City of Makers since he was young. It contains much of him that was once pure and free."

"What you say explains much. Perhaps I was to ..fired up to stop Walker such that I did not consider Ma Ha Suchi's personal investment in attempting to take the city for his own. Then when I confronted him, he back pedaled and implied he intended to destroy the city.. But my departure from the city to Malfeas... I was not there to keep him focused.." Fudou shakes his head again and then says, "I will delay you no longer but I cannot return to Denansdor yet. I must find..find....Seven Devils Clever. She was a lunar who lived in Nexus. I need to know what happened to her.."

Running Silver Ice ahs, "Ze foxgirl?" He points off into the distance, "I believe she lead a group of refugees to Firewander. Both Firewander and Bastion are clear of the ze mist and populated. Ze may have been planning to travel further from zere...either to ze Vir Sidus, or All-Mahkar's new city." He shrugs, "Ze clawspeak was hastily drawn. I apologize."

"So not all Nexus was covered.." muses Fudou, "...Just most of it." He then shakes his head, "I do not think many will comfortably place themselves under the rule of a known Anathema. I will go find The fox girl..and Orduin. And you should continue on.."

Running Silver Ice nods, and just like that he's gone in a flash. His name isn't Running for nothing.