The Aspiring Archivist

"I guess when everyone wakes up? I don't know, it wasn't actually my idea."

What does that mean? What is a tac?

"You look like otherworlders. That type of clothing is not typical of our realm. Mostly, people here wear those colorful robes with Edmund, Theodore, and I being the main exceptions as the King, his husband, and the general."

"Just a human adventurer. There's thousands. I've been around here for a few days now."

"I didn't. Don't usually sleep."

"Good morning," Antin said softly. He looked wide awake, poking the remains of the fire with a stick. "How was your rest?"

"I don't know if I would say fun. it'll certainly be interesting. Let's head down. Also, you're going to stared at a lot, with me and looking like that. Just... ignore it."

I think my favorite color is blue. It was green for a while, but I think I like blue better.

Mell tensed at the joke. "I am aware. Now, before we go and start building your little void bubble, I'm taking you to Edmund. He will want to hear about you and your party."

"Well, you would kind of hope so. This is the only city in our realm, and it has all of our homes, workplaces, shops, and government. I don't think anyone would want to live here if it didn't look decent." She pointed to the far side of the city, where the shortest buildings stood. "That is the housing district." She pointed to the area nearest to them, where the most people could be seen on the streets. "That is the financial district. It has all of the work buildings and shops." Finally, she pointed to the huge tower at the center. "That is Turrim Fidelis, our government building. The lower section is for public offices and police, the middle for lawmaking and court, and the very top is the Office of the King. It's where Edmund... or I should say, His Majesty lives, works, and governs. The third level to the top is his public office, the second his private office, and the third is his private living quarters, where only three people have been: the king himself, Theodore, and I. At the top there is the sword he used in the prophesized war against darkness, forever standing as a beacon of light, yada yada. Okay, any questions?"

Minutes later, the group reached the top of a hill, and the Capital came into view. It was a stunning sight. Enormous, shining buildings painted in a rainbow of colors formed a staggering skyline. Few were simple rectangles, instead formed of rounded and tapered edges, often with elaborate pointed peaks. On the streets below, people mulled around, going about their days like any would, in colorful robes that were nothing like the simple shirt and trousers that Mell and Theodore wore. Right at the center stood an ornate white tower that towered over the rest. At the very top, something shone with a brilliant light.

"I'm fine. Let's keep going. It's just that... when people are getting angry at each other, I can feel it. It's not a good feeling."

"Please, calm down!" both TAAron and Mell yelled in unison. Mell just looked annoyed, but TAAron, who had been following silently until that point, was on the ground with his hands on his head as though he had an awful headache.

"Cameras... Edmund has told us about them, but we have none here. Not that one would do much trapped in a metal ball, I assume."

"Yes... but you would still need the larger container to get you all out of here eventually, would you not?"

"You have an odd way of avoiding the majority of my questions. I don't see how a smaller container would solve any of those problems."

Oh, sorry, missed that.

I don't think you did vote for cinnamon

"I understand that, but if you need to fit four people in there, it's still a lot of iron for our limited supply. And again, there's the question of how you'll convince anyone to let you take a chunk of the stuff into the void." She paused her walk for a moment, clearly deep in thought. "Not only that, but if this material is so indestructible, how do you plan on getting out once you've gotten to... wherever you're going? I feel like there are a lot of holes in this plan of yours."

"About how much are you thinking? Also, didn't you do it magically just now anyway? Why do you need a blacksmith?"

OK I keep accidentally deleting my post, so here's take three. Yeah, this is just me trying to get information for a read. I'm horribly indecisive, so I've been pretty much on the sidelines this whole time deciding what to say. I think I'm just going to give my perspective on Mat, Turtle, and Stick because they're the only ones with votes right now and I don't trust myself enough to bring up suspicion on a completely different person. So @Matrim's Dice: He's seemed kind of defensive, pretty much always retaliating when someone votes him or is accusatory. This might just be typical and it would make sense for a vil trying to keep themself alive. Overall, he's been contributing a lot with his own reads and such. Still, I think slight elim lean for him. Next is @Turtle: I sort of agree with Shadow that they haven't been contributing much and have been focusing a lot on their image. So sight elim lean there as well, maybe a little more than Mat because Mat has been making what at least look to me like positive contributions. And then @_Stick_: The vote on her came from the reasoning that she voted a lot without saying why, but she did recently do a big reads post, so if that's the only reason to be suspicious of her than that makes her neutral in my eyes. I'm going to go ahead and vote Turtle for now, but definitely subject to change. I'm open to chat about this stuff whether it be on the thread or in PM.

"Fine. But I don't know where you're going to get all the iron you need. It's relatively scarce in a small realm such as this, and I don't know that the king is going to give up the contents of the treasury for your misadventures." She began leading the way.

"I... well, there's a place in the Capital, about an hour's walk from here."

"What for?" Mell asked. "What type of project are you pursuing?"

As he watched, the handle of the blade was obliterated in a large flash of light. However, Nameless could just barely see the blade pass through the barrier unscathed.