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[Channelknight Fadran]

That seemed like a no. "Stop struggling! Okay? Just trust me... stop struggling..."

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

2 minutes ago, Szeth_Pancakes said:

“Mage trickery!” Allera yelled. “Don’t fall for it!” They kept resisting the thing’s grip.

The grip finally gave out, leaving a bloody mark on the wing.

No. Not again.

Edited May 29, 2023 by The Aspiring Archivist

[Szeth Pancakes he/they]

1 minute ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

That seemed like a no. "Stop struggling! Okay? Just trust me... stop struggling..."

“What?! Why?”

1 minute ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

The grip finally gave out, leaving a bloody mark on the wing.

No. Not again.

Allera gasped. That felt… too easy.

[Channelknight Fadran]

"I... don't think this is what you think it is." Ayia held up both hands, having vanished her staff, trying to diffuse the tension. "Mages. Okay. Really quick, explain to me what they can do."

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

7 minutes ago, Szeth_Pancakes said:

“What?! Why?”

Allera gasped. That felt… too easy.

The figure continued staring at her, but did not make any move to grab her again or anything else.

Please, please.

[Szeth Pancakes he/they]

“They’ve got stones like mine. But more of them — and more complicated ones, too; they can control forces, create illusions, lots of different things.” Allera paused, catching their breath. “That… I’ve never seen anything like that, though. That hand, coming from out of nowhere…” They shuddered.

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They turned towards the figure. “What… what are you?”

Edited May 29, 2023 by Szeth_Pancakes

[Channelknight Fadran]

Ayia nodded - that would do for now. She then turned to the specter. "I can hear your thoughts. Can you hear my words?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

4 minutes ago, Szeth_Pancakes said:

“They’ve got stones like mine. But more of them — and more complicated ones, too; they can control forces, create illusions, lots of different things.” Allera paused, catching their breath. “That… I’ve never seen anything like that, though. That hand, coming from out of nowhere…” They shuddered.

2 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Ayia nodded - that would do for now. She then turned to the specter. "I can hear your thoughts. Can you hear my words?"

Yes.

The form was diminishing, breaking apart into the original floating artifacts, and the voice was getting harder to make out.

I am... sorry for startling you. This is difficult for me.

[Channelknight Fadran]

"No, that's okay. What do you need? Can we help you?"

[Szeth Pancakes he/they]

“And how do we know we can trust you?”

[Channelknight Fadran]

Ayia held up a hand to pause the bird lady. It felt a little weird trying to assert herself in a situation she knew nothing about and on a planet she'd never been to, but one way or another, antagonizing this specter seemed... unwise.

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

2 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"No, that's okay. What do you need? Can we help you?"

If you allow me, I can go with you. I'll help with what I can. I just need to be freed from this place.

3 minutes ago, Szeth_Pancakes said:

“And how do we know we can trust you?”

I am not sure what kind of proof you are demanding.

[Channelknight Fadran]

2 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

If you allow me, I can go with you. I'll help with what I can. I just need to be freed from this place.

"This place? The cave, you mean?"

[Szeth Pancakes he/they]

Allera couldn’t some up with a good response, so they folded their wings back and said nothing.

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

2 minutes ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"This place? The cave, you mean?"

The world itself is my prison until someone living frees me.

[Channelknight Fadran]

"It's your prison? Why are you imprisoned?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

1 minute ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

"It's your prison? Why are you imprisoned?"

I cannot-

The static amplified, and the voice was lost. The form grew more indistinct, and a few drops of blood splattered on the ground beneath it.

[Channelknight Fadran]

Wonderful. "Do you mind if I speak with my... ah... associate? Privately?"

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

1 minute ago, Channelknight Fadran said:

Wonderful. "Do you mind if I speak with my... ah... associate? Privately?"

It did not respond, but the form dispersed, and eventually the noise and floating dots were gone.

[Channelknight Fadran]

Ayia turned to the bird lady. "Alright. I know you don't exactly trust me that much, but for this situation specifically let's assume we're on the same side."

[Szeth Pancakes he/they]

“Look, Aisha. You don’t know what kind of gales I’m in. We have to leave. Now.”

[Channelknight Fadran]

Ayia raised an eyebrow. "Well, if this specter guy is telling the truth, I imagine that they're be mighty helpful with... whatever it is you situation is."

[Szeth Pancakes he/they]

“Or, they could kill me and collect the hundred thousand ilak bounty on my head.”

[Channelknight Fadran]

That was... probably a lot of money. "This thing isn't interested in cash. Think about it: it said this whole planet is its prison, right? In situations like these, generally that's because they're an exceptionally powerful being. So the question isn't what kind of game it's playing, but rather whether it's been imprisoned for a good reason or a bad one."

[Szeth Pancakes he/they]

“Or, they could be a Mage playing tricks on us!” Allera took an angry bite of dried meat.

Edited May 29, 2023 by Szeth_Pancakes