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bravenewworld2015-05-03 12:30 pm
rainsrespite) wrote in bravenewworld2015-05-03 12:30 pm
Exploring the Eastern Calderan ruins!
Who: Merrill, Yuuna, Isabela, Maka, Sinbad
Where: Ruins East of Caldera
When: Early May
What: Exploring some of the ruins.
Warnings: None that I'm aware of!
[A new month, a new adventure. This really was the sort of thing Yuuna lived for. She wasn't a Seeker, true, and she wasn't a treasure hunter, it was just the thrill of the unknown. New places, new Pokemon, new...everything, really. That was what always kept her coming back, and why she'd never fit in with the others at school. She had a disease, she figured. Wanderlust.
And that's why she's pausing outside the entrance to these ruins, looking at the Magnezone with it's magnetic lamp, hand on her hip, just sort of spacing out. After a moment though, she turns to the group.]
Right. New ruins. Stay close, don't wander off, and for the love of the Savior don't pull any levers or switches without discussion. Got it?
[That seemed sensible. Though, the two young Enlightened seemed smart enough to know better anyway...]
Where: Ruins East of Caldera
When: Early May
What: Exploring some of the ruins.
Warnings: None that I'm aware of!
[A new month, a new adventure. This really was the sort of thing Yuuna lived for. She wasn't a Seeker, true, and she wasn't a treasure hunter, it was just the thrill of the unknown. New places, new Pokemon, new...everything, really. That was what always kept her coming back, and why she'd never fit in with the others at school. She had a disease, she figured. Wanderlust.
And that's why she's pausing outside the entrance to these ruins, looking at the Magnezone with it's magnetic lamp, hand on her hip, just sort of spacing out. After a moment though, she turns to the group.]
Right. New ruins. Stay close, don't wander off, and for the love of the Savior don't pull any levers or switches without discussion. Got it?
[That seemed sensible. Though, the two young Enlightened seemed smart enough to know better anyway...]
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...They are halfway through filing in when a sudden tremor shakes the entire building.
In the present, the shaking of the floor is nothing more than a phantasmal illusion, but it will certainly feel real, all the same. And whereas earthquakes normally subside within a few seconds, this one continues on... on and on as the moments tick by, on and on as the background babbling intensifies to screaming and wailing, as the floor bends and splits open, as the cylinder, with a great screech, detaches from the ceiling and crashes heavily to the ground...
When the quake finally stops, the vast majority of the indistinct forms lie motionless on the ground. The remainder slowly emerge from wherever they had hidden - a few of those carrying weapons remain, too. As they limp and crawl their way towards the exit, it becomes immediately apparent that despite all the efforts of the shadows, there is no escape to be found as they bounce and flail against the doors. Something is blocking their way...
The Gengar's eyes return to normal now as the illusion vanishes in the space of a second. When a spirit has passed in a terrible and horrific manner... its regrets and its pain cannot be forgotten so easily. And for those who took pride in what it meant to wield a weapon of honor, perhaps it is understandable that such an item, imbued with the desires and the hopes of their wielders, may continue to live on without true purpose.
Aegislash's blade scrapes lightly against its shield as it speaks once more. Hundreds of years later... they found this place again and for many weeks, attempted to restore it before they gave it up as a lost cause. This was no longer a place suitable for humans.]
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Ir abelas, ma vhenan.
[Slipping into Dalish as she often does during serious moments, Merrill places a hand over her heart as she bows her head respectfully toward the Aegislash. It means 'I am filled with sorrow for your loss,' and that sort of empathy is exactly what she's projecting using her powers.]
It's not much, and it won't change what happened, but... I'd like to sing for you. It's an old Dalish hymn used to mourn the dead. Much like your memories of what happened here, it's one of the few things my people still have left.
[Taking a breath, Merrill begins to sing, her voice echoing throughout the empty chamber.]
hahren na melana sahlin
emma ir abelas
souver'inan isala hamin
vhenan him dor'felas
in uthenera na revas
vir sulahn'nehn
vir dirthera
vir samahl la numin
vir lath sa'vunin
[It may be incomprehensible to everyone in here but her - possibly Yuuna can pick out a word or two she's taught her; sorrow, freedom, joy - but the respectful sorrow in Merrill's voice is unmistakable. She keeps her head bowed the entire time, eyes closed until the last note finishes echoing and dissipates into the air around them, and then she simply looks back at the Aegislash and the other gathered ghosts.]
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I think I'll be staying out of that cylinder forever now, thanks. Also anything that looks like it...
[Sotto voce, she adds to Merrill and Sinbad:]
So did they want to do something about this, or just show us and shoo us out?
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Guh...!
[He kneels as Merrill sings, lowering his head in a respectful gesture, a hand over his heart. The young man didn't know the language, but he can feel the sentiment]
Basically they're sending us out. He said this place is no longer fit for humans and they rather not be disturbed.
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It's not that bad. Union's got a million towers like this one. They ought to have architects for them too, right?
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[He kept his voice quiet]
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[Totally agree with Sinbad.]
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[Or just barely without passing out, as the case is obvious for her. The encounter has been culminating into a marvelous feeling of total illness and it would be simply lovely if this place was never touched again.]
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Now you know.
[Aegislash would have been content to leave it at that... but the others seem to have more to add.
As Merrill begins to sing, the ghosts in the vicinity seem to stiffen and grow quite still. Many of them were mischievous and many of them lived -- well, existed -- for nothing more than to prey on the living... but once upon a time, they had been drawn into this existence from the physical realm. Whether spirits of the dead or the manifestation of emotion congregated in the genius loci that had formed in the wake of disaster, a part of them remembered...
It was nice to be reminded, once in a while, that someone else remembered, too.
Aegislash hovers in place without betraying any reaction until the end of the song - not that it was ever very easy to read, considering it was a sentient sword. But as the last notes of Merrill's hymns echo through the haunted ruins, it slowly sheathes its blade back into Shield Forme, the edge of its sword clinking lightly against the shield. ...Perhaps something like a sigh.
Even without an order from their leader, the ghosts quietly begin to disperse. The Chandelure drift back into their rooms, the Shuppet fade slowly into the walls, and the Gengar sink into the floors...
Evidently, they didn't feel up to tormenting the travelers much more. Only the Honedge remain, circling now around their leader. After a pause, Aegislash pivots and points down towards the ruined metal box on the ground floor - in a smooth motion, the Honedge descend, one after another, vanishing back into their home.
Those who yet lived could not understand the intensity of the despair and the regret that was felt in the last moments of a life... but perhaps it was the living who better understood sorrow and pain. The dying, after all, do not have much time to linger on such things.
Several of the Honedge slowly return, bearing something on the flat of their blades. It appears to be an intensely rusty blade... as well as a tattered sack that seems a strong gust of wind away from collapsing. These offerings are borne and offered towards Merrill.]
Now you know... and perhaps you will remember.
...Leave now.
[They will not be assaulted on their way out.]
((That concludes the log! Within the knapsack, they will find one Dusk Stone for each of them as well as a device that can be analyzed to find TM65, Shadow Claw! Thanks for threading guys and sorry again for the delay here!))