The real name of the woman who became The Hopeful Scribe has been lost to history, trapped beneath the layers of online personas she worked behind. In the months following the Naki’s arrival, she orchestrated a colossal propaganda campaign within the United States to tell the truth about the invaders. This was integral in both keeping the country from welcoming the invaders, as well as helping the resistance recruit members around the world.
The change that came to the world with the destruction of the Vatican was given shape within her hands. It was the Scribe who took down the stories of those heroes who would fight the invaders, raising them up to become figures of legend to whom those who knew oppression could look once the alien takeover was complete. She also had an active part in training the more magically capable among the resistance, and lead several rituals to aid attempts to find a way to restore those who had been lost to the lizards.
The Scribe knew all along that her part in the tale was to begin it. She had given enormous amounts of her life force over to healing the world, and for some, heroism requires sacrifice. Having collated all of her notes, and passed them on to those the story had marked as her successors. She died peacefully in her bed in 2022.
“Do you have it?” hissed Emily.
“Hold on, hold on, let me catch my damn breath first.”, Mark replied
“Sorry. I've just been waiting so long to see a real copy. I heard that the lizards had rounded them all up.”
“Apparently Walter's lot got sent it from Tamina in Moscow. No idea where she got it from.”
“Awesome. Now pretty please can I see it?”
Mark pulls out of his bag a worn leatherbound book. The title is still visible “The New Age of Heroes”. The author's name seems to have been scratched off. Outside, there are Naki patrols that would kill them for merely having touched it, but as they open the book and begin to read, the know Hope.
“Be of good cheer, Master Ridley, and play the man, for we shall this day light such a candle in England as I trust by God's grace shall never be put out.” - Hugh Latimer, 1555