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Entry tags:
- !plot,
- dragon age: isabela,
- dragon age: merrill,
- fate series: saber,
- fate series: waver velvet,
- final fantasy v: lenna tycoon,
- girl genius: gilgamesh wulfenbach,
- gundam wing: duo maxwell,
- love live!: honoka kousaka,
- magi labyrinth of magic: morgiana,
- original character: yuuna sugasawa,
- persona 4 arena: fuuka yamagishi,
- persona 4: chie satonaka,
- persona 4: rise kujikawa,
- persona 4: yosuke hanamura,
- persona 4: yukiko amagi,
- ressha sentai toqger: right,
- sailor moon: ami mizuno,
- sailor moon: haruka tenoh,
- sailor moon: minako aino,
- sailor moon: rei hino,
- tales of symphonia: raine sage
A Well Earned Celebration
[The battle was over and the god Reshiram defeated, driven away by the aid of Union and its allies. The city was safe, by and large, and as the news spread throughout the peoples of the tundra, they began streaming back into the settlement in droves. Dirty, ash-coated faces were filled with relief and gratitude when they saw that it wasn't just a rumor and that their home had indeed been spared. Not everyone was so lucky, but they'd weathered worse, of course. The people of Glacier endured, as they would always endure, and they were also a people that repaid their debts. And they most certainly all agreed that they owed their rescuers a debt.
So, as night fell after the battle, a great celebration was prepared in the center of Glacier. A wide square was cleared away in a matter of hours, and the people gathered what they could in a show of thanks. Tables of food, bonfires towering into the night sky to keep out the autumn chill, and throngs of cheering wellwishers lined the area. Warriors of glacier, men carrying swords and women all bearing axes offered enthusiastic handshakes and claps on the back. Music of all kinds was played, though tribal tunes full of horn and percussion, chanting and yodeling, and even some brass groups dominated the soundscape.
A platform for various elders was set up, and they offered speeches, of course...but those were somehow dwarfed by the presence of the divine beings that were waiting silently for the proceedings to end. Some of the gods that had come to the aid of the war parties had apparently decided to stay, though their reasons were as mysterious as they themselves. The humans would have their time, and the Servants would mingle freely throughout the evening.
Food, of course, is set out in piles. Meat, fish, arctic berries, and various pastries and the like line table after table. A smorgasbord of Glacier specialties, each with a new and unique flavor all their own, and some (such as the stew) possessing a smell that only a native could probably endure. Akutaq in particular seems to stand out among the worst offenders, but the Glacier natives seem rather fond of it, and offer it to their rescuers with great gusto.
And the rewards do not stop at simple meals. either. As the speeches begin to wind down, a woman some might find familiar walks up onto the stage carrying a singularly massive trunk and dropping it down onto the wood with a heavy thud.]
Southerners! You have done a great deed this day! We, the people of Glacier, would like to thank you and honor your sacrifice! Few would do as you have done, coming to the aide of strangers against the might of that dragon...and you have accomplished something we did not think possible. To that end, we would like to present you with the first of many gifts, a token of our gratitude and a promise that should you need it, we will come to your defense in a time of need!
[And then with a sharp kick, she cracks open the trunk and reveals a veritable treasure trove of three different stones to be distributed by her subordinates.]
Rest well, and enjoy the festivities! You are welcome here, for as long as you like! Eat, drink, and be merry within our halls!
So, as night fell after the battle, a great celebration was prepared in the center of Glacier. A wide square was cleared away in a matter of hours, and the people gathered what they could in a show of thanks. Tables of food, bonfires towering into the night sky to keep out the autumn chill, and throngs of cheering wellwishers lined the area. Warriors of glacier, men carrying swords and women all bearing axes offered enthusiastic handshakes and claps on the back. Music of all kinds was played, though tribal tunes full of horn and percussion, chanting and yodeling, and even some brass groups dominated the soundscape.
A platform for various elders was set up, and they offered speeches, of course...but those were somehow dwarfed by the presence of the divine beings that were waiting silently for the proceedings to end. Some of the gods that had come to the aid of the war parties had apparently decided to stay, though their reasons were as mysterious as they themselves. The humans would have their time, and the Servants would mingle freely throughout the evening.
Food, of course, is set out in piles. Meat, fish, arctic berries, and various pastries and the like line table after table. A smorgasbord of Glacier specialties, each with a new and unique flavor all their own, and some (such as the stew) possessing a smell that only a native could probably endure. Akutaq in particular seems to stand out among the worst offenders, but the Glacier natives seem rather fond of it, and offer it to their rescuers with great gusto.
And the rewards do not stop at simple meals. either. As the speeches begin to wind down, a woman some might find familiar walks up onto the stage carrying a singularly massive trunk and dropping it down onto the wood with a heavy thud.]
Southerners! You have done a great deed this day! We, the people of Glacier, would like to thank you and honor your sacrifice! Few would do as you have done, coming to the aide of strangers against the might of that dragon...and you have accomplished something we did not think possible. To that end, we would like to present you with the first of many gifts, a token of our gratitude and a promise that should you need it, we will come to your defense in a time of need!
[And then with a sharp kick, she cracks open the trunk and reveals a veritable treasure trove of three different stones to be distributed by her subordinates.]
Rest well, and enjoy the festivities! You are welcome here, for as long as you like! Eat, drink, and be merry within our halls!
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[It nods to itself as it recalls.]
But yes... the reason for our presence here - you have struck upon it exactly. We had heard tales... Our Masters were curious.
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[Articuno closes its eyes for a moment or two.]
We share, as you may see, a commonality. The elements of ice, fire, and lightning... the primordial elements that first comprised this world. From the water and frost, the seed of life was born. From the flames, the nourishment of the warmth. From the lightning, the spark of intuition.
We of the sky and those of the land are governed by a power greater than ourselves, for left to our own, the balance of the trio would be lost.
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The one who governs you, is it the same for Reshiram?
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But we do not interact often... as I say. I can speak only for my brethren here.
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[The bird laughs, a harsh and chilling sound.]
But it seems his time with his... partner has mellowed his ways. I fear I could not answer.
[Articuno pauses for a moment before -- ]
Very likely its equal and opposite. The Unyielding Tempest...
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[Articuno seems surprised.]
The two are as one... and though they may come into conflict often, when they seek the same goal, they are formidable, indeed. To search for the True and Ideal world...
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[And it seemed she was right.]
And the true and ideal world... it involves the extinction of humans and even some pokemon?
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Only know that it would be against their nature to ever seek anything else. Just as I shall be the watcher in the blizzard everlasting... so too are they mirrored on the same canvas, one eternally searching for a world of Truth, the other for a world of Ideals.
But it appears that the Truth it believes is the evil of mankind... and the Ideals it seeks is a world without humanity. And so they have decided.
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[Articuno fluffs its feathers slightly and shifts its talons. It appears uncomfortable.]
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No, no, it was no trouble...
Do not concern yourself with such trivial things as atmosphere. We have limited time here; it is right to inquire into such things.
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