And on the second night of Flowerbirth, Wessex is on a mission. The most bizarre mission she’s been sent on in her thirty-eight years, and better yet, one which she is unsure if she can complete - if only because it does not rely on her abilities alone. She doesn’t know what the answer will be, she doesn’t know if there if there is bias or even if, once she has her answers, she’ll be walking into a trap. WESSEX come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts unsex me here |
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the Wraith
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Projecting through the shrine, the Voice appears soundlessly. Other than her appearance, the only herald of her arrival is the way the roots that streak through the underground pulse an electric blue in the wake of her arrival, and the way the air smells vaguely of petrichor.
[say]"Hello bright one."[/say] She says in a pleasant if not deceptively youthful voice. [say]"I am pleased to see that LongNight left you untouched. Was that because of you, or me, I wonder?"[/say] She asked with a smile that said she already knew the answer. [say]"Your questions can wait."[/say] She continued, holding up a predictive hand to halt the questions that her ascended was looking to ask. [say]"First, drink and be restored. You are well, but LongNight has not left you completely without its marks."[/say] Extending a pale and projected wrist, suddenly where Wessex might grasp her became amazingly corporeal. the Wraith
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03-06-2019, 03:49 PM
The Voice chuckles gently and nods, seemingly un-bothered by her creation's spunk or spirit. [say]"Always, bright one."[/say] She whispers, retracting her wrist once Wessex's thirst has been quenched. The skin dissolves back into the hologram of the Voice's being, as she stares down at her child with electric intensity.
[say]"You come to me with questions."[/say] The Voice begins, folding her hands in her lap as her head tilts with an almost childish curiosity. But decades rest in her voltaic gaze and Wessex's wonderings about what she does or does not know are not answered by her simple stare. the Wraith
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03-08-2019, 06:33 PM
As Wessex began to speak, the Voice's childlike features curled into something knowing and disapproving. She began to drum her fingers on her cheek thoughtfully, listening with a slight frown.
At Wessex's first question, the Voice drops her hand into her lap and lowers her head for a moment considering. [say]"Can it?"[/say] The Voice repeats as she looks up. [say]"Almost anything is possible, given enough time to work on it."[/say] At first her answer is vague, but Wessex might note that it is less because the god is trying to be mysterious, and more because she is trying to temper her anger. Wessex's next question however makes the youthful face break out into a laugh, and she shakes her head with a wry sort of amusement. [say]"Why? Why would they not want it. You have seen them, or perhaps you didn't? But you felt them, didn't you? Their low intelligence, their hunger and neediness. Their brokenness and unresolved wounded minds. You are a sun in their darkness. Of course they would want to be like you, to want what you have."[/say] Curling her lips, the Voice shakes her head slightly. [say]"No, they are not the same entity, though they are the same in other ways."[/say] She said with a sigh that is almost sad. Reluctant. Melancholy, perhaps. [say]"I do."[/say] The Voice says with an immediate and warm smile. [say]"Not all will survive, but I have no doubts that you will. Once you are within the Spire I will be there to guide you. The demon...it is a tricky thing, broken and miserable. Its death will be a kindness, truly."[/say] the Wraith
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Lowering her eyes, the Voice sighs and nods. [say]"You are the brightest of my bright ones,"[/say] she begins solemnly. [say]"But you are not the first."[/say] She admits. [say]"I would tell them little, though your wordplay is admirable. Giving them hope where non exists is a dangerous game. They cannot harm you, as you have seen but they can be quite the nuisance. I would not seek them out again, if indeed that is what they have asked of you."[/say] She says simply, sounding more and more the disappointed parent as she speaks.
The mention of daylight merely makes the Voice smile. [say]"Let those clothed entirely in flesh take on the guardian. Your time will come once it is gone, of that I can assure you."[/say] She says, an electric smile on her lips. [say]"Besides ... one of their gods, Safrin, has given one of them a weapon to use ..."[/say] She says, eyes narrowing slightly. [say]"And...I have my doubts."[/say] The Voice concludes ambiguously. [say]"You are powerful my bright one, and more of a warrior now than you have ever been. But your time will come, and you will shine in a way that they will be unable to match."[/say] the Wraith
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The Voice chuckled, a bemused smile on her lips. [say]"Your potential is so great Wessex, but do not let it be your downfall. You cannot be the hero of every story, but nor should you. You are far too important for that."[/say] But then again...the Voice did know a little something about not being able to sit still when there was work to be done ...
[say]"There will come a time when we must stand united...Learn what you can about the Spire and encourage your fellow ascendeds to do the same. Those of you born here will know more. You might seek them out, for I will expect you all to enter the Spire when the time comes."[/say] the Wraith
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