MAEA
Maea only gave him a non-plussed look. She didn't know what she'd said that amused him so much, nor why finding the captain would be too easy. She just shook her head at him and led them off. Once seated by the bakery, his clear lack of knowledge of her homeland made the girl sigh.
"Well, that does make it easier... and a lot more wordy, so hang in there." She kept things brief as she could, but there was still a lot for her to explain. Starting from the very beginning with the original races, Maea went on to describe the ascent of The Voice from a not-so-humble Abandoned into a goddess, her subsequent rebellion against the Old Gods and their imprisonment of her within the Hollowed Ground. She brought up the arrival of Outlanders to aid in her escape, the device that copied their existence into Caido, and the fact that it was still active. And she told him what she knew of the Ascended, who followed The Voice.
"About a year ago, a group was able to enter the Spire, ultimately bringing the barrier down," she said, trying to bring them back into more recent events. "Since then, the Ascended have begun to restore old Portals to different regions. Halo was the first, Torchline the second, and I believe there is also one to the Greatwood, though it can be reached by foot from the Ground."
She took a sip of her tea - warm and fragrant, though the rising sun would make it too hot for comfort soon enough - and cleared her throat, sore from so much talking.
"To answer your questions; what the people of the Hollowed Ground wants is to be free. To escape a place that has been a prison for generations, with no connections to the outside world. We have lost all information about the other regions of Caido, and even those who don't wish to aid the Voice in her expansion wants to see what is out there. Torchline, Halo, the Greatwood; they're all impossible dreams that have suddenly come true, and... at least for my part, I'm terrified of waking up again. To find that all of this... has been only that. A dream." She gestured out to the sea, to Saiden himself; it should have been impossible for them to meet. To sit here and chat over a meal like it was somehow normal.
"An estimate suggests that there are about two thousand residents left within the Ground. We've only just established a ruling council, led by Queen Rexanna. Halo has a Warden, named Neron, and I believe the leader of the Fae is called... Delah. I've never come across the latter, so cannot tell you more about her."
She settled back, watching him with keen intelligence shining in her eyes, waiting for a reaction. It was a lot of information, but... he had asked for it. Let's see how much he could take.
"Well, that does make it easier... and a lot more wordy, so hang in there." She kept things brief as she could, but there was still a lot for her to explain. Starting from the very beginning with the original races, Maea went on to describe the ascent of The Voice from a not-so-humble Abandoned into a goddess, her subsequent rebellion against the Old Gods and their imprisonment of her within the Hollowed Ground. She brought up the arrival of Outlanders to aid in her escape, the device that copied their existence into Caido, and the fact that it was still active. And she told him what she knew of the Ascended, who followed The Voice.
"About a year ago, a group was able to enter the Spire, ultimately bringing the barrier down," she said, trying to bring them back into more recent events. "Since then, the Ascended have begun to restore old Portals to different regions. Halo was the first, Torchline the second, and I believe there is also one to the Greatwood, though it can be reached by foot from the Ground."
She took a sip of her tea - warm and fragrant, though the rising sun would make it too hot for comfort soon enough - and cleared her throat, sore from so much talking.
"To answer your questions; what the people of the Hollowed Ground wants is to be free. To escape a place that has been a prison for generations, with no connections to the outside world. We have lost all information about the other regions of Caido, and even those who don't wish to aid the Voice in her expansion wants to see what is out there. Torchline, Halo, the Greatwood; they're all impossible dreams that have suddenly come true, and... at least for my part, I'm terrified of waking up again. To find that all of this... has been only that. A dream." She gestured out to the sea, to Saiden himself; it should have been impossible for them to meet. To sit here and chat over a meal like it was somehow normal.
"An estimate suggests that there are about two thousand residents left within the Ground. We've only just established a ruling council, led by Queen Rexanna. Halo has a Warden, named Neron, and I believe the leader of the Fae is called... Delah. I've never come across the latter, so cannot tell you more about her."
She settled back, watching him with keen intelligence shining in her eyes, waiting for a reaction. It was a lot of information, but... he had asked for it. Let's see how much he could take.
I'm an angel bored like hell
And you're a devil meaning well
And you're a devil meaning well
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
