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Memoir #12 - The Long-Distance Troublemakers (Raven and Samos) by Rairen
Added on Dec 29, 2009For weeks having been visited by the mad, unsettling voice of a southern slave, Aja manages her way into a conversation in which she learns more about her guest than she ever wanted to know. Oops?
It is early afternoon on Yochem, the 95th day of the Low Sun,
In the Year of Dragon's Slumber, year 39 of the 21st Age.
You are Aja, of many people. (type 'tribes' to see your tribes).
You are 27 years, 1 months, and 0 days old,
(While chatting in the Sanctuary...)
A foreign presence contacts your mind.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I sent you a present."
You contact the blind, wine-haired female with the Way.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I remembered."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"A present, Raven? That is... so sweet of you. I thought you were staying... indoors?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't need to leave to send things."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"I... see. Do I get to... that is, pardon me, do I get to know what it is you sent?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"... Serilla has it."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"The Faithful Lady? I... didn't know you knew her."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I hope she gives it to you."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"I'm... not to know what it is, Raven? You tease."
You feel uneasy, uncertain.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I'm not entirely sure myself."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... My, what... a mystery."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"I am... charmed that you would remember me, Raven. "
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"*slightly wistful* Are you just saying that but not meaning it? I think you do that a lot."
(hemote) The ethereal, fair-haired woman's eyes are distracted, her smile never quite reaching them.
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Say things without meaning them? I certainly hope not. It would be unkind to you."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"It's all right if you do. You're tricky though."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Tricky? *soft amusement* I hope not, too. Why would I trick you?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't know. *confusion* Everyone tricks. Politics. Always. You need to do this and then they'll do the other thing."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Yes, it can be... challenging. You do not like such puzzles?"
You dissolve the psychic link.
contact serilla
You are unable to reach their mind.
contact wine
You contact the blind, wine-haired female with the Way.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"No."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Shh... I know many who do not. What do you enjoy, then?"
You feel helplessly linked to this woman.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I like to walk sometimes."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Do you? Where do you walk?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't know."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Everywhere."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Mm. And what do you look at? The sky?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't look at anything."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"How could I?"
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... How could you? I... don't understand."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I'm..blind. I can't really look at anything, can I?"
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... What of your other senses, Raven? I knew a woman once, blind as you are... but she could always tell it was me coming to visit her."
You feel like you need to push harder on this mystery.
You think:
"Just a little, Raven... Let me push a little closer."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Looking means eyes."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"I apologize for my lack of clarity, Raven. What do you feel, then?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Everything."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Even me, so far away?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't.."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Who was the girl?"
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... The girl?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"The blind girl. Your friend."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"*carefully* Her... name was Kaevya."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Oh. I remember that name."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... Do you? Do you know her, Raven?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"She was killed. In the alleys."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... Was she? It... was more than a year ago. I didn't know what happened to her."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Is it bad to...to let someone live...if they want to kill you?"
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Raven, what... do you mean? Does someone mean to harm you?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Lots of people, probably. But I'm not talking about that."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... Then, I don't... know. Someone spared my life once, thinking I meant to kill them. I dare say I owe them for that."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I just want to know if it's bad. And what's a better word than alluring? Everytime I say it to people, they draw the wrong conclusion."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"It can be either, Raven. It's not a question I can answer and..."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... *with a brief flaring of amusement* Ah... try charming?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Charming?"
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Yes, you can call their company charming, if they mistake you for a seductress."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"They all did."
Sliding from her stool in a smooth motion, you stand up from a black-painted bar.
(hemote) The ethereal, fair-haired woman's eyes are troubled, distant.
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"All? Oh, my. I'd not realized."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Me neither."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... How many, if I might ask?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"They didn't really though."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Just...two or three. They all said I was using the wrong word."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Hm. Do I know them, Raven?"
You feel like you are perpetually grasping at the air around this woman.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't think so."
The ethereal, fair-haired woman inclines her head to the svelte, top-knotted woman before turning, reaching for her hood.
(Strolling off to somewhere quieter to concentrate.)
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Such a pity. How... did you know Kaevya?"
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"*mental voice subdued* Aja... I hope everything was alright."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"And I'm listening, dear. Please pardon my distraction."
You dissolve the psychic link.
contact ehrick
You contact the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man with the Way.
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"Alright? What is it?"
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Mmm? No, no... I mean... I hope you are alright."
You feel lightheaded.
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"Me? Of course, Ehrick. I'm never unwell."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I...*faint confusion*"
You dissolve the psychic link.
You contact the blind, wine-haired female with the Way.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't remember. Please. Talk to your friend. I should go."
A Wooden Path Within the Garden [NEW]
Mottled stones, flecked with speckles of brown and red, have been set
into the ground to form a cobbled road that winds a circuitous path around
the perimeter of this garden. The air surrounding the pathway is filled
with the earthen aroma of moisture. Newly planted herbs and other forms of flora, situated so as to create a patterned burst of color, explode from the soil on either side of the path. Clumps of yellow-blossomed purslane tuck themselves under the soft, bluish-green leaves of Lady's Mantle while delicate pymlithe trees rise up behind them.
A wooden bridge, delicately carved from heartwood, has been set within
the center of the garden, encircling an immense, marble statue.
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... Yes, Raven?"
Pulling herself onto the bridge's railing, you sit down.
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... Shh... I'm sorry for startling you. Please, forgive me."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Oh, someone told me about her."
The figure in a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak closes her eyes, hands pressed to the railing.
You think:
"... Dizzy..."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"It's not your fault."
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"... of course not. My apologies - with the patrol and such, I am still on edge."
You sense a foreign presence withdraw from your mind.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I'm sorry, it's getting very crowded in here."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Are you certain, Raven? In that case, be well. It was so kind of you to remember me."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I hope she gives it to you, that's all."
The figure in a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak takes in a deep, calming breath through her nose.
You think:
"... I don't understand..."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Thank you for the new word."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"If that doesn't work, I'll... try to think of a new one for you."
You dissolve the psychic link.
(hemote) The figure in a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak's shoulders tense, rigid.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Oh, *pleased* thank you. very much."
(hemote) The figure in a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak gives a soft groan, deep in the back of her throat.
You think:
"... Breathe, little Aja. Breathe."
contact ehrick
You contact the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man with the Way.
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"Not at all, Ehrick. I know how such things affect those patrolling. Was all well on the Road?"
A foreign presence contacts your mind.
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"*an eerie feeling weaving through his words* Well enough, I suppose. Just a... pack of gortok. They hardly gave me pause."
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"... Ehrick, I'm a bit lightheaded, I won't lie to you. However, are... you certain that is all?"
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"*mental voice firm, nearly commanding* That was all."
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"You're... lightheaded? Are you sleeping well?"
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"*imperiousness crossing her thoughts - and quickly, very quickly suppressed* ... I... see. And it's merely from trying to walk and use the Way. Such dizziness can be... distracting."
A foreign presence contacts your mind.
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"*a quick burst of heat interweaving his thoughts* We could always go for a lesson, if you've time... teacher."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"My... owner... says I can't use charming. He says I should use interesting instead."
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"I... believe I might have time, but perhaps give me an hour or two. Some distractions are more easily chased away than others."
You dissolve the psychic link.
contact ehrick
You contact the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man with the Way.
The last rays of the red sun fade over the Grey Forest.
The red orb of Jihae, the red moon, begins to vanish as it slowly sets.
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"Your owner? Hm, they and I should have words. Interesting is a good word, however, as well."
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Certainly. I'll inform him that you wish to speak to him. Any particular subject I should relay?"
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"I..."
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"... beg your pardon. That was not intended for you."
You feel completely and utterly mortified.
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"A thousand pardons, Ehrick."
You dissolve the psychic link.
You contact the blind, wine-haired female with the Way.
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"*mortification faint in her thoughts* Yes... I... feel as though your owner and I should speak if that is the case. However, interesting is a good word, as well."
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"So, ka. There is... no need to apologize, Aja."
The figure in a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak lifts a hand, pressing a thumb and forefinger to her eyes.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"..Are you...what's wrong?"
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Nothing, dear. Nothing. I'm fine. Merely... clumsy."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"No you're not. You're very graceful."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"And I am... charmed by the compliment. "
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"It's ok. I've got lots of others at home."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Other compliments or other graceful people?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Other...compliments."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Then I hope I can earn them all, in time. Does your owner know of me, Raven?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Yes. He doesn't hurt my friends."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"I'm... glad to hear it. Does he have a name? I... feel left out, him knowing me but I not able to make my introductions."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I will ask."
You think:
"... Dizzy."
You feel as though you'll need to lie down.
You think:
"... Please. I need to know."
The figure in a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak sits motionless on the railing of the bridge, the material of her cloak fluttering about her face.
You lower the hood of a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak.
You feel comforted by the evening air.
You think:
"Pymlithe and cool winds..."
You feel at home.
(Waiting...)
You think:
"Let me have your name. Let this be done."
(... and more waiting...)
You feel impatient.
You think:
"... Come, Raven. Please."
(... and yet MORE waiting...)
A foreign presence contacts your mind.
You think:
"... Mm."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Well that took forever."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"It's fine, Raven."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Did you have any luck?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Hi there, Aja."
You contact the rugged, stubble-bearded man with the Way.
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Good... evening. That is, how do you do - and I beg your pardon, but have we met?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"*a slightly disbelieving pause* Uh. Yes."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"No, we haven't, though I was a friend of Kharad's."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"... Oh, I see. You know Raven, too."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I do. You're very intelligent to catch that so quickly."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"I thank you for the compliment, stranger. Might I ask the pleasure of your name? I never thought to hear you contact me directly."
You feel tense.
Your mood is now uneasy.
You think:
"... Oh, Sweet Krath, who is this?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Raven thought you wanted to introduce yourself."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"My name is Samos."
The ethereal, fair-haired woman goes... very... very... still.
You think:
"Oh..."
You think:
"... -fuck-."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Samos."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"That is... it's... a pleasure to meet you, then. Raven has spoken so little of you - but has apparently given you my name, in return."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"She's a sweet creature. I hope you do not mind me speaking with her?"
You think:
"Oh... this is bad. This is... very... very bad."
You feel like you remember Paryl saying, "Lord Templar Samos says... Hi.".
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't. She.. likes having someone she can talk with."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Then I will... attempt to entertain her, still. It was... so... kind of you to offer to find my mind. As I'd said, I'd not expected it."
You think:
"And this is so... so... bad."
The enormous sun rises above the barren plains in the east.
The ethereal, fair-haired woman stares down blankly at the bridge in front of her.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I like catching people off guard now and then."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"*with quiet, arch amusement* Then I believe your mission is accomplished... Samos."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I met Elithan last week. He seems like an honorable enough man."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Elithan is an honorable man, by all accounts, it is true. You are in the northlands, then?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Heh. No, darlin', I don' think I'm welcome there quite yet."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"*with soft laughter* No more than a Faithful Lord of Tuluk is welcome in the south, surely."
You feel like you're going to be sick.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Not in the now. In the future, who's to say... but anyway."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I'm led to understand you had a stay in Allanak yourself, and then returned home."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"An interesting notion. Yes, that is true. We were both... friends... of the Warlord of Tor."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I wanted to let you know that we'll not hunt you or try to bring you back."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"*with sudden stillness* How kind of you."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"It's a small gesture for me to make, I'm sure for you it must be a larger worry lifted."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"If you'll pardon my frankness... Samos, I often worry about small gestures."
You think:
"Oh... for pity's sake. Why me?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Why would you? I gain nothing in trying to chase you down, and I'd hope Elithan would do the same, for one of mine."
You think:
"... Oh, this is false."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"And you're Raven's friend. I take that seriously."
You feel rigid, angry, frustrated.
You think:
"This is the Ivory and you have no place here."
A foreign presence contacts your mind.
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Ah, I hope I am not intruding, Aja."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Then I am... overwhelmed. It is a pity that I did not have the pleasure of making your acquaintance while in the Black."
You feel like bashing your head into a tree a few times over.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Maybe you might if you come with Elithan to our next meeting. If not... at least now you know me."
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"... I see that I am. I'll await a touch in my mind, but otherwise my time is free."
You sense a foreign presence withdraw from your mind.
You think:
"Ehrick, that is... such... an understatement."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"I've... heard of you, as you undoubtedly know by now, but I do not believe the Faithful Lord is in the habit of bringing his partisans to such... auspicious meetings."
You feel like you really need a drink.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Perhaps not."
You think:
"You have a fondness for taking fingers."
You feel bitterly amused.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I feel like I'm probably not who you were expecting to hear from. Didn't mean to unsettle you this much."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"In my experience with your kin, I... often found that unsettling was what they enjoyed best. But no, I... assuredly was not expecting you."
You feel like this is just a fantastically perfect way to spend your seven year anniversary since your exile.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I'm not like many of the others, I think I can safely say. And I wouldn't hurt a friend of Raven's. Who was it who enslaved you, when you were here?"
You think:
"I don't want to talk about this..."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"... Hm. Shiran Oash led the interrogation, but it was my Lady the Senior Lady of House Borsail that took me in her protection. And then the Warlord, after her."
You feel at a loss. You feel like you could truly use Elithan here RIGHT NOW.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I've heard a good deal of interesting things about old Shiran."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"I heard he died to the Warlord and Senior Lady, but I fear our acquaintence, itself, was... brief."
You feel a touch of pride at that.
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"... If I may, do you often show such interest in escaped slaves, or simply the northern ones who know the Faithful Lord Elithan?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Raven says she just wanted you to be happy. And I just wanted to reassure you, if you were worried, that I'm glad you returned home."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"You're not an escaped slave, and no, I don't often. Actually, I only thought to say hello because she asked."
You think:
"... What woman is this, to have such power?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I hope you didn't take all this as some sort of threat. That's really not how I work at all."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"*with lingering amusement* ... Oh? How do you work, Lord Templar?"
(hemote) The ethereal, fair-haired woman takes several deep, calming breaths.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I defend my city and my flock. I don't threaten."
You think:
"Don't believe, little Aja."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Your words remind me of the Warlord. I can see why you would be friends."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"We didn't always agree, but neither of us saw point to causing pain needlessly."
The ethereal, fair-haired woman rolls her shoulders, idly.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"You spoke of a Borsail Lady... was that Lady Ceylara? The senator? She was his lover, I think."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"She... was, I believe, though it was never said openly."
You think:
"... Why in the name of all that is good is he still talking with me?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"He always seemed devoted to her when we spoke."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"She was... on his mind, often, yes. He took her promotion to the Senate reluctantly at best."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"It was a shame, the Warlord's death. His rivalry with the Guild only grew in intensity during my time there."
You think:
"... I... should not be doing this."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I tried to prevent it. I saw where it was going."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"They.. killed most of his other servants."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Yes, I'd known many of them, in my time there. It seems I was the most fortunate of them all. How did you fare during the assault by the gith, Lord Templar?"
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"The Warlord was fond of them, as a race."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I'm glad they didn't get you. And it was an honorable thing, not to leave while he lived. I took a few bruises from the gith, but I survived."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Thank you for the words and the compliment. It is a pity the Warlord never spoke of you."
You think:
"Or I would know what is going on."
You think:
"Must they always try to kill me with kindness?"
You think:
"... Elithan... couldn't you... walk by soon?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Yeah. Same to you. I've other things to do, so I'll let you go. It was good to meet you."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Likewise, Lord Templar. It was an... unexpected pleasure."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Be well. Send Elithan my regards when you tell him about this."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"... I'll tell him you said 'Hi', Lord Templar."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Heh. Alright, then."
You sense a foreign presence withdraw from your mind.
You dissolve the psychic link.
contact elithan
You are unable to reach their mind.
You think:
"Oh, Sweet Krath."
(hemote) The ethereal, fair-haired woman takes in a long gasp of air.
You think:
"... Oh, sweet... Krath... who do I tell about this?"
It is early afternoon on Yochem, the 95th day of the Low Sun,
In the Year of Dragon's Slumber, year 39 of the 21st Age.
You are Aja, of many people. (type 'tribes' to see your tribes).
You are 27 years, 1 months, and 0 days old,
(While chatting in the Sanctuary...)
A foreign presence contacts your mind.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I sent you a present."
You contact the blind, wine-haired female with the Way.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I remembered."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"A present, Raven? That is... so sweet of you. I thought you were staying... indoors?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't need to leave to send things."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"I... see. Do I get to... that is, pardon me, do I get to know what it is you sent?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"... Serilla has it."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"The Faithful Lady? I... didn't know you knew her."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I hope she gives it to you."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"I'm... not to know what it is, Raven? You tease."
You feel uneasy, uncertain.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I'm not entirely sure myself."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... My, what... a mystery."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"I am... charmed that you would remember me, Raven. "
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"*slightly wistful* Are you just saying that but not meaning it? I think you do that a lot."
(hemote) The ethereal, fair-haired woman's eyes are distracted, her smile never quite reaching them.
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Say things without meaning them? I certainly hope not. It would be unkind to you."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"It's all right if you do. You're tricky though."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Tricky? *soft amusement* I hope not, too. Why would I trick you?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't know. *confusion* Everyone tricks. Politics. Always. You need to do this and then they'll do the other thing."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Yes, it can be... challenging. You do not like such puzzles?"
You dissolve the psychic link.
contact serilla
You are unable to reach their mind.
contact wine
You contact the blind, wine-haired female with the Way.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"No."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Shh... I know many who do not. What do you enjoy, then?"
You feel helplessly linked to this woman.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I like to walk sometimes."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Do you? Where do you walk?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't know."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Everywhere."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Mm. And what do you look at? The sky?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't look at anything."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"How could I?"
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... How could you? I... don't understand."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I'm..blind. I can't really look at anything, can I?"
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... What of your other senses, Raven? I knew a woman once, blind as you are... but she could always tell it was me coming to visit her."
You feel like you need to push harder on this mystery.
You think:
"Just a little, Raven... Let me push a little closer."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Looking means eyes."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"I apologize for my lack of clarity, Raven. What do you feel, then?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Everything."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Even me, so far away?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't.."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Who was the girl?"
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... The girl?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"The blind girl. Your friend."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"*carefully* Her... name was Kaevya."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Oh. I remember that name."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... Do you? Do you know her, Raven?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"She was killed. In the alleys."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... Was she? It... was more than a year ago. I didn't know what happened to her."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Is it bad to...to let someone live...if they want to kill you?"
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Raven, what... do you mean? Does someone mean to harm you?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Lots of people, probably. But I'm not talking about that."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... Then, I don't... know. Someone spared my life once, thinking I meant to kill them. I dare say I owe them for that."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I just want to know if it's bad. And what's a better word than alluring? Everytime I say it to people, they draw the wrong conclusion."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"It can be either, Raven. It's not a question I can answer and..."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... *with a brief flaring of amusement* Ah... try charming?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Charming?"
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Yes, you can call their company charming, if they mistake you for a seductress."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"They all did."
Sliding from her stool in a smooth motion, you stand up from a black-painted bar.
(hemote) The ethereal, fair-haired woman's eyes are troubled, distant.
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"All? Oh, my. I'd not realized."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Me neither."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... How many, if I might ask?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"They didn't really though."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Just...two or three. They all said I was using the wrong word."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Hm. Do I know them, Raven?"
You feel like you are perpetually grasping at the air around this woman.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't think so."
The ethereal, fair-haired woman inclines her head to the svelte, top-knotted woman before turning, reaching for her hood.
(Strolling off to somewhere quieter to concentrate.)
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Such a pity. How... did you know Kaevya?"
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"*mental voice subdued* Aja... I hope everything was alright."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"And I'm listening, dear. Please pardon my distraction."
You dissolve the psychic link.
contact ehrick
You contact the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man with the Way.
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"Alright? What is it?"
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Mmm? No, no... I mean... I hope you are alright."
You feel lightheaded.
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"Me? Of course, Ehrick. I'm never unwell."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I...*faint confusion*"
You dissolve the psychic link.
You contact the blind, wine-haired female with the Way.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't remember. Please. Talk to your friend. I should go."
A Wooden Path Within the Garden [NEW]
Mottled stones, flecked with speckles of brown and red, have been set
into the ground to form a cobbled road that winds a circuitous path around
the perimeter of this garden. The air surrounding the pathway is filled
with the earthen aroma of moisture. Newly planted herbs and other forms of flora, situated so as to create a patterned burst of color, explode from the soil on either side of the path. Clumps of yellow-blossomed purslane tuck themselves under the soft, bluish-green leaves of Lady's Mantle while delicate pymlithe trees rise up behind them.
A wooden bridge, delicately carved from heartwood, has been set within
the center of the garden, encircling an immense, marble statue.
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... Yes, Raven?"
Pulling herself onto the bridge's railing, you sit down.
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"... Shh... I'm sorry for startling you. Please, forgive me."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Oh, someone told me about her."
The figure in a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak closes her eyes, hands pressed to the railing.
You think:
"... Dizzy..."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"It's not your fault."
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"... of course not. My apologies - with the patrol and such, I am still on edge."
You sense a foreign presence withdraw from your mind.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I'm sorry, it's getting very crowded in here."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Are you certain, Raven? In that case, be well. It was so kind of you to remember me."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I hope she gives it to you, that's all."
The figure in a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak takes in a deep, calming breath through her nose.
You think:
"... I don't understand..."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Thank you for the new word."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"If that doesn't work, I'll... try to think of a new one for you."
You dissolve the psychic link.
(hemote) The figure in a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak's shoulders tense, rigid.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Oh, *pleased* thank you. very much."
(hemote) The figure in a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak gives a soft groan, deep in the back of her throat.
You think:
"... Breathe, little Aja. Breathe."
contact ehrick
You contact the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man with the Way.
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"Not at all, Ehrick. I know how such things affect those patrolling. Was all well on the Road?"
A foreign presence contacts your mind.
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"*an eerie feeling weaving through his words* Well enough, I suppose. Just a... pack of gortok. They hardly gave me pause."
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"... Ehrick, I'm a bit lightheaded, I won't lie to you. However, are... you certain that is all?"
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"*mental voice firm, nearly commanding* That was all."
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"You're... lightheaded? Are you sleeping well?"
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"*imperiousness crossing her thoughts - and quickly, very quickly suppressed* ... I... see. And it's merely from trying to walk and use the Way. Such dizziness can be... distracting."
A foreign presence contacts your mind.
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"*a quick burst of heat interweaving his thoughts* We could always go for a lesson, if you've time... teacher."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"My... owner... says I can't use charming. He says I should use interesting instead."
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"I... believe I might have time, but perhaps give me an hour or two. Some distractions are more easily chased away than others."
You dissolve the psychic link.
contact ehrick
You contact the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man with the Way.
The last rays of the red sun fade over the Grey Forest.
The red orb of Jihae, the red moon, begins to vanish as it slowly sets.
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"Your owner? Hm, they and I should have words. Interesting is a good word, however, as well."
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Certainly. I'll inform him that you wish to speak to him. Any particular subject I should relay?"
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"I..."
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"... beg your pardon. That was not intended for you."
You feel completely and utterly mortified.
You send a telepathic message to the shaggy-haired, sun-branded man:
"A thousand pardons, Ehrick."
You dissolve the psychic link.
You contact the blind, wine-haired female with the Way.
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"*mortification faint in her thoughts* Yes... I... feel as though your owner and I should speak if that is the case. However, interesting is a good word, as well."
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"So, ka. There is... no need to apologize, Aja."
The figure in a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak lifts a hand, pressing a thumb and forefinger to her eyes.
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"..Are you...what's wrong?"
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Nothing, dear. Nothing. I'm fine. Merely... clumsy."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"No you're not. You're very graceful."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"And I am... charmed by the compliment. "
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"It's ok. I've got lots of others at home."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Other compliments or other graceful people?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Other...compliments."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Then I hope I can earn them all, in time. Does your owner know of me, Raven?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Yes. He doesn't hurt my friends."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"I'm... glad to hear it. Does he have a name? I... feel left out, him knowing me but I not able to make my introductions."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"I will ask."
You think:
"... Dizzy."
You feel as though you'll need to lie down.
You think:
"... Please. I need to know."
The figure in a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak sits motionless on the railing of the bridge, the material of her cloak fluttering about her face.
You lower the hood of a hooded, white-trimmed, red cloak.
You feel comforted by the evening air.
You think:
"Pymlithe and cool winds..."
You feel at home.
(Waiting...)
You think:
"Let me have your name. Let this be done."
(... and more waiting...)
You feel impatient.
You think:
"... Come, Raven. Please."
(... and yet MORE waiting...)
A foreign presence contacts your mind.
You think:
"... Mm."
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"Well that took forever."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"It's fine, Raven."
You send a telepathic message to the blind, wine-haired female:
"Did you have any luck?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Hi there, Aja."
You contact the rugged, stubble-bearded man with the Way.
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Good... evening. That is, how do you do - and I beg your pardon, but have we met?"
The blind, wine-haired female sends you a telepathic message:
"*a slightly disbelieving pause* Uh. Yes."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"No, we haven't, though I was a friend of Kharad's."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"... Oh, I see. You know Raven, too."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I do. You're very intelligent to catch that so quickly."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"I thank you for the compliment, stranger. Might I ask the pleasure of your name? I never thought to hear you contact me directly."
You feel tense.
Your mood is now uneasy.
You think:
"... Oh, Sweet Krath, who is this?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Raven thought you wanted to introduce yourself."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"My name is Samos."
The ethereal, fair-haired woman goes... very... very... still.
You think:
"Oh..."
You think:
"... -fuck-."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Samos."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"That is... it's... a pleasure to meet you, then. Raven has spoken so little of you - but has apparently given you my name, in return."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"She's a sweet creature. I hope you do not mind me speaking with her?"
You think:
"Oh... this is bad. This is... very... very bad."
You feel like you remember Paryl saying, "Lord Templar Samos says... Hi.".
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I don't. She.. likes having someone she can talk with."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Then I will... attempt to entertain her, still. It was... so... kind of you to offer to find my mind. As I'd said, I'd not expected it."
You think:
"And this is so... so... bad."
The enormous sun rises above the barren plains in the east.
The ethereal, fair-haired woman stares down blankly at the bridge in front of her.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I like catching people off guard now and then."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"*with quiet, arch amusement* Then I believe your mission is accomplished... Samos."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I met Elithan last week. He seems like an honorable enough man."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Elithan is an honorable man, by all accounts, it is true. You are in the northlands, then?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Heh. No, darlin', I don' think I'm welcome there quite yet."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"*with soft laughter* No more than a Faithful Lord of Tuluk is welcome in the south, surely."
You feel like you're going to be sick.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Not in the now. In the future, who's to say... but anyway."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I'm led to understand you had a stay in Allanak yourself, and then returned home."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"An interesting notion. Yes, that is true. We were both... friends... of the Warlord of Tor."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I wanted to let you know that we'll not hunt you or try to bring you back."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"*with sudden stillness* How kind of you."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"It's a small gesture for me to make, I'm sure for you it must be a larger worry lifted."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"If you'll pardon my frankness... Samos, I often worry about small gestures."
You think:
"Oh... for pity's sake. Why me?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Why would you? I gain nothing in trying to chase you down, and I'd hope Elithan would do the same, for one of mine."
You think:
"... Oh, this is false."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"And you're Raven's friend. I take that seriously."
You feel rigid, angry, frustrated.
You think:
"This is the Ivory and you have no place here."
A foreign presence contacts your mind.
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Ah, I hope I am not intruding, Aja."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Then I am... overwhelmed. It is a pity that I did not have the pleasure of making your acquaintance while in the Black."
You feel like bashing your head into a tree a few times over.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Maybe you might if you come with Elithan to our next meeting. If not... at least now you know me."
The shaggy-haired, sun-branded man sends you a telepathic message:
"... I see that I am. I'll await a touch in my mind, but otherwise my time is free."
You sense a foreign presence withdraw from your mind.
You think:
"Ehrick, that is... such... an understatement."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"I've... heard of you, as you undoubtedly know by now, but I do not believe the Faithful Lord is in the habit of bringing his partisans to such... auspicious meetings."
You feel like you really need a drink.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Perhaps not."
You think:
"You have a fondness for taking fingers."
You feel bitterly amused.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I feel like I'm probably not who you were expecting to hear from. Didn't mean to unsettle you this much."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"In my experience with your kin, I... often found that unsettling was what they enjoyed best. But no, I... assuredly was not expecting you."
You feel like this is just a fantastically perfect way to spend your seven year anniversary since your exile.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I'm not like many of the others, I think I can safely say. And I wouldn't hurt a friend of Raven's. Who was it who enslaved you, when you were here?"
You think:
"I don't want to talk about this..."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"... Hm. Shiran Oash led the interrogation, but it was my Lady the Senior Lady of House Borsail that took me in her protection. And then the Warlord, after her."
You feel at a loss. You feel like you could truly use Elithan here RIGHT NOW.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I've heard a good deal of interesting things about old Shiran."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"I heard he died to the Warlord and Senior Lady, but I fear our acquaintence, itself, was... brief."
You feel a touch of pride at that.
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"... If I may, do you often show such interest in escaped slaves, or simply the northern ones who know the Faithful Lord Elithan?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Raven says she just wanted you to be happy. And I just wanted to reassure you, if you were worried, that I'm glad you returned home."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"You're not an escaped slave, and no, I don't often. Actually, I only thought to say hello because she asked."
You think:
"... What woman is this, to have such power?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I hope you didn't take all this as some sort of threat. That's really not how I work at all."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"*with lingering amusement* ... Oh? How do you work, Lord Templar?"
(hemote) The ethereal, fair-haired woman takes several deep, calming breaths.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I defend my city and my flock. I don't threaten."
You think:
"Don't believe, little Aja."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Your words remind me of the Warlord. I can see why you would be friends."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"We didn't always agree, but neither of us saw point to causing pain needlessly."
The ethereal, fair-haired woman rolls her shoulders, idly.
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"You spoke of a Borsail Lady... was that Lady Ceylara? The senator? She was his lover, I think."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"She... was, I believe, though it was never said openly."
You think:
"... Why in the name of all that is good is he still talking with me?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"He always seemed devoted to her when we spoke."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"She was... on his mind, often, yes. He took her promotion to the Senate reluctantly at best."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"It was a shame, the Warlord's death. His rivalry with the Guild only grew in intensity during my time there."
You think:
"... I... should not be doing this."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I tried to prevent it. I saw where it was going."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"They.. killed most of his other servants."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Yes, I'd known many of them, in my time there. It seems I was the most fortunate of them all. How did you fare during the assault by the gith, Lord Templar?"
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"The Warlord was fond of them, as a race."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"I'm glad they didn't get you. And it was an honorable thing, not to leave while he lived. I took a few bruises from the gith, but I survived."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Thank you for the words and the compliment. It is a pity the Warlord never spoke of you."
You think:
"Or I would know what is going on."
You think:
"Must they always try to kill me with kindness?"
You think:
"... Elithan... couldn't you... walk by soon?"
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Yeah. Same to you. I've other things to do, so I'll let you go. It was good to meet you."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"Likewise, Lord Templar. It was an... unexpected pleasure."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Be well. Send Elithan my regards when you tell him about this."
You send a telepathic message to the rugged, stubble-bearded man:
"... I'll tell him you said 'Hi', Lord Templar."
The rugged, stubble-bearded man sends you a telepathic message:
"Heh. Alright, then."
You sense a foreign presence withdraw from your mind.
You dissolve the psychic link.
contact elithan
You are unable to reach their mind.
You think:
"Oh, Sweet Krath."
(hemote) The ethereal, fair-haired woman takes in a long gasp of air.
You think:
"... Oh, sweet... Krath... who do I tell about this?"
It is early afternoon on Yochem, the 95th day of the Low Sun,
In the Year of Dragon's Slumber, year 39 of the 21st Age.
You are Aja, of many people. (type 'tribes' to see your tribes).
You are 27 years, 1 months, and 0 days old,
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