“So that’s a yes?” Obadiah stares back. His expression is cold.
"Of course, I do have many who would support me in that endeavor." Flare is back to being light-hearted.
“It won’t be enough.” Obadiah’s lip curls. “There’s only so much you can do against some of the forces arraigned against you. Screaming is one. Dying another.”
"Then you are lost, and such, I'm here to lead you back." Flare extends his hand, almost as if Obadiah has fallen on the ground.
*I know it wasn’t intended, but Obadiah just got intense PTSD.* He shoves the hand away. “Don’t touch me. Don’t try and touch me. I don’t want your help or leadership.” He stands up, face cold and voice harsh, and walks away,
“So that’s a yes?” Obadiah stares back. His expression is cold.
"Of course, I do have many who would support me in that endeavor." Flare is back to being light-hearted.
“It won’t be enough.” Obadiah’s lip curls. “There’s only so much you can do against some of the forces arraigned against you. Screaming is one. Dying another.”
"Then you are lost, and such, I'm here to lead you back." Flare extends his hand, almost as if Obadiah has fallen on the ground.
*I know it wasn’t intended, but Obadiah just got intense PTSD.* He shoves the hand away. “Don’t touch me. Don’t try and touch me. I don’t want your help or leadership.” He stands up, face cold and voice harsh, and walks away,
Emara is watching this.
Obadiah looks at her before he goes upstairs, before shaking his head and continuing on.
He nods slowly "Theyre likely the ones who deserve it most..." He begins flying slightly higher
Sarana follows. "And maybe you can enjoy it. Just a tiny bit."
"... Maybe slightly... It really depends..."
"It's okay to be happy when people get what they deserve."
"But should I be happy that Im doing it when they have no way to retaliate? Is it ok to be happy to give 'justice' if theyre pinned?"
"If you were helpless, they wouldn't have any qualms about killing you. And there's a good chance that they would enjoy it."
"I suppose thats fair... I suppose I can try my best to feel the same as they would in my place..."
"You don't have to feel the same way as them. They're tyrants and murderers. They enjoy your pain. The reason you should enjoy it is because they're getting what they deserve."
He nods slowly "Thats true... Though, I think theres only 3 people I fully hope get what they deserve..."
"Who?"
"The first is less of a person, more a group. Just the gods as a whole. Second is Astara. Third..."
"Who's the third?"
"Theyre... Unimportant. Theyre gone."
"Please tell me, Tefeerinn."
He sighs "Theyre name was Quargarygmos...."
"What were they?"
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Tear is visible. He’s small, with blue hair styled into short spikes. His eyes are a very pale grey, nearly white, and his face and arms are covered with swirling tattoos in multicoloured inks. His arms are bare, and he wears a sleeveless top and loose trousers. His feet are bare, and they are tattooed as well.
Astara stares at him.
He meets her gaze, then blinks and sits up straighter. “I didn’t recognise you at first, but I do now. You used to be an angel, right?”
"Should I know you?"
He shakes his head. “You’ve never seen me before.” He smiles. “I bought you some shoes once, though.”
She smiles back. "I think I remember that. I didn't know who they were from. Thank you."
“You are very welcome. I’d been hanging around the tavern for a while, and you seemed nice.”
"I try to be. You seem nice, too."
He smiles widely, then looks like he’s suddenly had a thought. “You might recognise this, though.” His tattoos run and blur together, and his face fades into the background, along with the rest of him, including his clothes, apart from a pair of silver footprints, where his feet were.
"I remember seeing you looking like that, before."
He reappears, the tattoos going back to their previous shapes. “How are you, anyway? You were seriously injured the last time I was here.”
"I'm... better. When were you last here?"
“I don’t know exactly. You had lost your foot, and there were devils everywhere. It was getting a little too dangerous, so I hopped right out.” He rests his chin on his palm. “How much better?”
"I'm not injured anymore." Tear notices a scar on her cheek that didn't use to be there.
He smiles a little. “Your face would suggest otherwise. How’d that happen?” He gestures to the scar.
"I... I don't want to talk about it. Please."
He stops smiling. “OK. What would you prefer to talk about?”
"How... how are you able to turn invisible? I haven't heard of any magic like."
“It’s the tattoos. They act like camouflage. That way, truesight and similar doesn’t work on me. It took a lot of practice.”
"That's... amazing."
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“So that’s a yes?” Obadiah stares back. His expression is cold.
"Of course, I do have many who would support me in that endeavor." Flare is back to being light-hearted.
“It won’t be enough.” Obadiah’s lip curls. “There’s only so much you can do against some of the forces arraigned against you. Screaming is one. Dying another.”
"Then you are lost, and such, I'm here to lead you back." Flare extends his hand, almost as if Obadiah has fallen on the ground.
*I know it wasn’t intended, but Obadiah just got intense PTSD.* He shoves the hand away. “Don’t touch me. Don’t try and touch me. I don’t want your help or leadership.” He stands up, face cold and voice harsh, and walks away,
Flare simply smiles. "I can tell you have been caused great pain in one way or another, but if you want get revenge or do whatever it is you want to do, then you must swallow pride and do what's necessary. If it helps, I'll introduce some who support me." He says this as he follows Obadiah.
He nods slowly "Theyre likely the ones who deserve it most..." He begins flying slightly higher
Sarana follows. "And maybe you can enjoy it. Just a tiny bit."
"... Maybe slightly... It really depends..."
"It's okay to be happy when people get what they deserve."
"But should I be happy that Im doing it when they have no way to retaliate? Is it ok to be happy to give 'justice' if theyre pinned?"
"If you were helpless, they wouldn't have any qualms about killing you. And there's a good chance that they would enjoy it."
"I suppose thats fair... I suppose I can try my best to feel the same as they would in my place..."
"You don't have to feel the same way as them. They're tyrants and murderers. They enjoy your pain. The reason you should enjoy it is because they're getting what they deserve."
He nods slowly "Thats true... Though, I think theres only 3 people I fully hope get what they deserve..."
"Who?"
"The first is less of a person, more a group. Just the gods as a whole. Second is Astara. Third..."
"Who's the third?"
"Theyre... Unimportant. Theyre gone."
"Please tell me, Tefeerinn."
He sighs "Theyre name was Quargarygmos...."
"What were they?"
"I dont exactly know. They were nicknamed the Echo..."
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He nods slowly "Theyre likely the ones who deserve it most..." He begins flying slightly higher
Sarana follows. "And maybe you can enjoy it. Just a tiny bit."
"... Maybe slightly... It really depends..."
"It's okay to be happy when people get what they deserve."
"But should I be happy that Im doing it when they have no way to retaliate? Is it ok to be happy to give 'justice' if theyre pinned?"
"If you were helpless, they wouldn't have any qualms about killing you. And there's a good chance that they would enjoy it."
"I suppose thats fair... I suppose I can try my best to feel the same as they would in my place..."
"You don't have to feel the same way as them. They're tyrants and murderers. They enjoy your pain. The reason you should enjoy it is because they're getting what they deserve."
He nods slowly "Thats true... Though, I think theres only 3 people I fully hope get what they deserve..."
"Who?"
"The first is less of a person, more a group. Just the gods as a whole. Second is Astara. Third..."
"Who's the third?"
"Theyre... Unimportant. Theyre gone."
"Please tell me, Tefeerinn."
He sighs "Theyre name was Quargarygmos...."
"What were they?"
"I dont exactly know. They were nicknamed the Echo..."
"Why?"
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“So that’s a yes?” Obadiah stares back. His expression is cold.
"Of course, I do have many who would support me in that endeavor." Flare is back to being light-hearted.
“It won’t be enough.” Obadiah’s lip curls. “There’s only so much you can do against some of the forces arraigned against you. Screaming is one. Dying another.”
"Then you are lost, and such, I'm here to lead you back." Flare extends his hand, almost as if Obadiah has fallen on the ground.
*I know it wasn’t intended, but Obadiah just got intense PTSD.* He shoves the hand away. “Don’t touch me. Don’t try and touch me. I don’t want your help or leadership.” He stands up, face cold and voice harsh, and walks away,
Flare simply smiles. "I can tell you have been caused great pain in one way or another, but if you want get revenge or do whatever it is you want to do, then you must swallow pride and do what's necessary. If it helps, I'll introduce some who support me."
“Necessary? Necessary? I’m not going to help your stupid plan for conquest.” Obadiah points to the thousands of burn scars on his forearms. “That’s the legacy of any necessary cause.”
“So that’s a yes?” Obadiah stares back. His expression is cold.
"Of course, I do have many who would support me in that endeavor." Flare is back to being light-hearted.
“It won’t be enough.” Obadiah’s lip curls. “There’s only so much you can do against some of the forces arraigned against you. Screaming is one. Dying another.”
"Then you are lost, and such, I'm here to lead you back." Flare extends his hand, almost as if Obadiah has fallen on the ground.
*I know it wasn’t intended, but Obadiah just got intense PTSD.* He shoves the hand away. “Don’t touch me. Don’t try and touch me. I don’t want your help or leadership.” He stands up, face cold and voice harsh, and walks away,
Emara is watching this.
Obadiah looks at her before he goes upstairs, before shaking his head and continuing on.
She calls out, "Who was it for you? Who offered you that helping hand, whose hand did you regret taking?"
Tear is visible. He’s small, with blue hair styled into short spikes. His eyes are a very pale grey, nearly white, and his face and arms are covered with swirling tattoos in multicoloured inks. His arms are bare, and he wears a sleeveless top and loose trousers. His feet are bare, and they are tattooed as well.
Astara stares at him.
He meets her gaze, then blinks and sits up straighter. “I didn’t recognise you at first, but I do now. You used to be an angel, right?”
"Should I know you?"
He shakes his head. “You’ve never seen me before.” He smiles. “I bought you some shoes once, though.”
She smiles back. "I think I remember that. I didn't know who they were from. Thank you."
“You are very welcome. I’d been hanging around the tavern for a while, and you seemed nice.”
"I try to be. You seem nice, too."
He smiles widely, then looks like he’s suddenly had a thought. “You might recognise this, though.” His tattoos run and blur together, and his face fades into the background, along with the rest of him, including his clothes, apart from a pair of silver footprints, where his feet were.
"I remember seeing you looking like that, before."
He reappears, the tattoos going back to their previous shapes. “How are you, anyway? You were seriously injured the last time I was here.”
"I'm... better. When were you last here?"
“I don’t know exactly. You had lost your foot, and there were devils everywhere. It was getting a little too dangerous, so I hopped right out.” He rests his chin on his palm. “How much better?”
"I'm not injured anymore." Tear notices a scar on her cheek that didn't use to be there.
He smiles a little. “Your face would suggest otherwise. How’d that happen?” He gestures to the scar.
"I... I don't want to talk about it. Please."
He stops smiling. “OK. What would you prefer to talk about?”
"How... how are you able to turn invisible? I haven't heard of any magic like."
“It’s the tattoos. They act like camouflage. That way, truesight and similar doesn’t work on me. It took a lot of practice.”
"That's... amazing."
“Really? Thank you!” He grins. “What do you like to do?”
“So that’s a yes?” Obadiah stares back. His expression is cold.
"Of course, I do have many who would support me in that endeavor." Flare is back to being light-hearted.
“It won’t be enough.” Obadiah’s lip curls. “There’s only so much you can do against some of the forces arraigned against you. Screaming is one. Dying another.”
"Then you are lost, and such, I'm here to lead you back." Flare extends his hand, almost as if Obadiah has fallen on the ground.
*I know it wasn’t intended, but Obadiah just got intense PTSD.* He shoves the hand away. “Don’t touch me. Don’t try and touch me. I don’t want your help or leadership.” He stands up, face cold and voice harsh, and walks away,
Flare simply smiles. "I can tell you have been caused great pain in one way or another, but if you want get revenge or do whatever it is you want to do, then you must swallow pride and do what's necessary. If it helps, I'll introduce some who support me."
“Necessary? Necessary? I’m not going to help your stupid plan for conquest.” Obadiah points to the thousands of burn scars on his forearms. “That’s the legacy of any necessary cause.”
"And are you going to let that legacy die like a coward, or rise up and continue fighting?"
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He nods slowly "Theyre likely the ones who deserve it most..." He begins flying slightly higher
Sarana follows. "And maybe you can enjoy it. Just a tiny bit."
"... Maybe slightly... It really depends..."
"It's okay to be happy when people get what they deserve."
"But should I be happy that Im doing it when they have no way to retaliate? Is it ok to be happy to give 'justice' if theyre pinned?"
"If you were helpless, they wouldn't have any qualms about killing you. And there's a good chance that they would enjoy it."
"I suppose thats fair... I suppose I can try my best to feel the same as they would in my place..."
"You don't have to feel the same way as them. They're tyrants and murderers. They enjoy your pain. The reason you should enjoy it is because they're getting what they deserve."
He nods slowly "Thats true... Though, I think theres only 3 people I fully hope get what they deserve..."
"Who?"
"The first is less of a person, more a group. Just the gods as a whole. Second is Astara. Third..."
"Who's the third?"
"Theyre... Unimportant. Theyre gone."
"Please tell me, Tefeerinn."
He sighs "Theyre name was Quargarygmos...."
"What were they?"
"I dont exactly know. They were nicknamed the Echo..."
"Why?"
"He followed after 'The Call', which is a strange group... Theyre a lot to explain"
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Tear is visible. He’s small, with blue hair styled into short spikes. His eyes are a very pale grey, nearly white, and his face and arms are covered with swirling tattoos in multicoloured inks. His arms are bare, and he wears a sleeveless top and loose trousers. His feet are bare, and they are tattooed as well.
Astara stares at him.
He meets her gaze, then blinks and sits up straighter. “I didn’t recognise you at first, but I do now. You used to be an angel, right?”
"Should I know you?"
He shakes his head. “You’ve never seen me before.” He smiles. “I bought you some shoes once, though.”
She smiles back. "I think I remember that. I didn't know who they were from. Thank you."
“You are very welcome. I’d been hanging around the tavern for a while, and you seemed nice.”
"I try to be. You seem nice, too."
He smiles widely, then looks like he’s suddenly had a thought. “You might recognise this, though.” His tattoos run and blur together, and his face fades into the background, along with the rest of him, including his clothes, apart from a pair of silver footprints, where his feet were.
"I remember seeing you looking like that, before."
He reappears, the tattoos going back to their previous shapes. “How are you, anyway? You were seriously injured the last time I was here.”
"I'm... better. When were you last here?"
“I don’t know exactly. You had lost your foot, and there were devils everywhere. It was getting a little too dangerous, so I hopped right out.” He rests his chin on his palm. “How much better?”
"I'm not injured anymore." Tear notices a scar on her cheek that didn't use to be there.
He smiles a little. “Your face would suggest otherwise. How’d that happen?” He gestures to the scar.
"I... I don't want to talk about it. Please."
He stops smiling. “OK. What would you prefer to talk about?”
"How... how are you able to turn invisible? I haven't heard of any magic like."
“It’s the tattoos. They act like camouflage. That way, truesight and similar doesn’t work on me. It took a lot of practice.”
"That's... amazing."
“Really? Thank you!” He grins. “What do you like to do?”
"What do you mean?"
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“So that’s a yes?” Obadiah stares back. His expression is cold.
"Of course, I do have many who would support me in that endeavor." Flare is back to being light-hearted.
“It won’t be enough.” Obadiah’s lip curls. “There’s only so much you can do against some of the forces arraigned against you. Screaming is one. Dying another.”
"Then you are lost, and such, I'm here to lead you back." Flare extends his hand, almost as if Obadiah has fallen on the ground.
*I know it wasn’t intended, but Obadiah just got intense PTSD.* He shoves the hand away. “Don’t touch me. Don’t try and touch me. I don’t want your help or leadership.” He stands up, face cold and voice harsh, and walks away,
Flare simply smiles. "I can tell you have been caused great pain in one way or another, but if you want get revenge or do whatever it is you want to do, then you must swallow pride and do what's necessary. If it helps, I'll introduce some who support me."
“Necessary? Necessary? I’m not going to help your stupid plan for conquest.” Obadiah points to the thousands of burn scars on his forearms. “That’s the legacy of any necessary cause.”
"And are you going to let that legacy die like a coward, or rise up and continue fighting?"
“Fighting for what? There’s nothing worth it. Not for me.”
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He nods slowly "Theyre likely the ones who deserve it most..." He begins flying slightly higher
Sarana follows. "And maybe you can enjoy it. Just a tiny bit."
"... Maybe slightly... It really depends..."
"It's okay to be happy when people get what they deserve."
"But should I be happy that Im doing it when they have no way to retaliate? Is it ok to be happy to give 'justice' if theyre pinned?"
"If you were helpless, they wouldn't have any qualms about killing you. And there's a good chance that they would enjoy it."
"I suppose thats fair... I suppose I can try my best to feel the same as they would in my place..."
"You don't have to feel the same way as them. They're tyrants and murderers. They enjoy your pain. The reason you should enjoy it is because they're getting what they deserve."
He nods slowly "Thats true... Though, I think theres only 3 people I fully hope get what they deserve..."
"Who?"
"The first is less of a person, more a group. Just the gods as a whole. Second is Astara. Third..."
"Who's the third?"
"Theyre... Unimportant. Theyre gone."
"Please tell me, Tefeerinn."
He sighs "Theyre name was Quargarygmos...."
"What were they?"
"I dont exactly know. They were nicknamed the Echo..."
"Why?"
"He followed after 'The Call', which is a strange group... Theyre a lot to explain"
"We have some time before we reach the palace."
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She walks over to Kalnor. "I was right about her."
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Emara is watching this.
Chilling kinda vibe.
Obadiah looks at her before he goes upstairs, before shaking his head and continuing on.
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"What were they?"
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Flare simply smiles. "I can tell you have been caused great pain in one way or another, but if you want get revenge or do whatever it is you want to do, then you must swallow pride and do what's necessary. If it helps, I'll introduce some who support me." He says this as he follows Obadiah.
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"I dont exactly know. They were nicknamed the Echo..."
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Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
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"Why?"
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“Necessary? Necessary? I’m not going to help your stupid plan for conquest.” Obadiah points to the thousands of burn scars on his forearms. “That’s the legacy of any necessary cause.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
She calls out, "Who was it for you? Who offered you that helping hand, whose hand did you regret taking?"
Chilling kinda vibe.
“Really? Thank you!” He grins. “What do you like to do?”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Much better..
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
"And are you going to let that legacy die like a coward, or rise up and continue fighting?"
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"He followed after 'The Call', which is a strange group... Theyre a lot to explain"
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Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
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"What do you mean?"
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“Fighting for what? There’s nothing worth it. Not for me.”
I can’t remember what’s supposed to go here.
Hes downstairs
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Gdl Creator of Ilheia and her Knights of the Fallen Stars ldG
Lesser Student of Technomancy [undergrad student in computer science]
Supporter of the 2014 rules, and a MASSIVE Homebrewer. Come to me all ye who seek salvation in wording thy brews!
Open to homebrew trades at any time!! Or feel free to request HB, and Ill see if I can get it done for ya!
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She walks over to Kalnor. "I was right about her."
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