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riverview2017-09-12 07:39 pm
imperceptus) wrote in riverview2017-09-12 07:39 pm
Entry tags:
- dragon age: dorian pavus,
- marvel (mcu): gamora,
- original: shigeru miyata,
- the adventure zone: taako taaco,
- voltron: keith,
- ✖ dragonlance: khisanth,
- ✖ ffvii: yuffie kisaragi,
- ✖ ffxiv: x'rhun tia,
- ✖ fullmetal alchemist (03): edward elric,
- ✖ homestuck: john egbert,
- ✖ mushishi: ginko,
- ✖ original: halbert,
- ✖ original: mordred,
- ✖ original: rin,
- ✖ planescape torment: fall-from-grace,
- ✖ the adventure zone: lup taaco,
- ✖ transformers: verity carlo
video; un: feywild
[ It's your friendly neighborhood drow, hanging out somewhere in the jungle. He's idly tossing a dagger into the air, then catching it, then tossing, and so on. ]
Good evening, my friends.
[ He hasn't met nearly so many of Riverview's population as he'd like, but he's comfortable speaking warmly, casually, as though they've all known each other for years. He leans against a tall, mossy tree, eyes on the dagger as it glints in the low sun's light. ]
I happened to be doing a little light exploring, a little minor surveying ... and I came across something interesting. Ruins of some sort, absolutely emanating with mysterious power. I couldn't quite map the shape of the place, unfortunately--as soon as I began drawing near, the jungle came even more alive than usual. Even the lovely birds were angry with me.
[ He catches the dagger for the final time, then slides it into some unknown recess of his jacket. ]
Now, I am of humble merchant stock, but I can defend myself, if I must. I progressed as far as I dared, but something began to feel wrong. I heard voices--strange, incomprehensible chanting. I felt dizzy, woozy. I took the wise path and retreated.
[ He shakes his head. ]
But, before I escaped, I saw a few artifacts scattered through the underbrush, marking a haphazard trail into the ruins. I dared not take one, but they were all inscribed with a certain symbol.
[ He steps aside from the tree he's been leaning against. This symbol is carved into the bark. ]
Not sure what it means, but I have an uneasy feeling just looking at it.
[ He seems thoughtful for a second, then shakes his head. Brightens up. ]
Anyway! I would very much like to get to the bottom of this, but, as mentioned, I'm merely a merchant. My meager skill is not enough to overcome those ruins alone. Any help would therefore be appreciated.
And--one more thing. If you see this symbol anywhere in town, I'd turn around and walk away.
Good evening, my friends.
[ He hasn't met nearly so many of Riverview's population as he'd like, but he's comfortable speaking warmly, casually, as though they've all known each other for years. He leans against a tall, mossy tree, eyes on the dagger as it glints in the low sun's light. ]
I happened to be doing a little light exploring, a little minor surveying ... and I came across something interesting. Ruins of some sort, absolutely emanating with mysterious power. I couldn't quite map the shape of the place, unfortunately--as soon as I began drawing near, the jungle came even more alive than usual. Even the lovely birds were angry with me.
[ He catches the dagger for the final time, then slides it into some unknown recess of his jacket. ]
Now, I am of humble merchant stock, but I can defend myself, if I must. I progressed as far as I dared, but something began to feel wrong. I heard voices--strange, incomprehensible chanting. I felt dizzy, woozy. I took the wise path and retreated.
[ He shakes his head. ]
But, before I escaped, I saw a few artifacts scattered through the underbrush, marking a haphazard trail into the ruins. I dared not take one, but they were all inscribed with a certain symbol.
[ He steps aside from the tree he's been leaning against. This symbol is carved into the bark. ]
Not sure what it means, but I have an uneasy feeling just looking at it.
[ He seems thoughtful for a second, then shakes his head. Brightens up. ]
Anyway! I would very much like to get to the bottom of this, but, as mentioned, I'm merely a merchant. My meager skill is not enough to overcome those ruins alone. Any help would therefore be appreciated.
And--one more thing. If you see this symbol anywhere in town, I'd turn around and walk away.
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Perfectly fine. Especially now that it's dark.
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[Don't tell anyone he's worried, okay.]
It sounds like some weird cult bullshit, maybe necromancy? I can come check it out.
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[ He's surprised by the concern. He's pretty sure no one's been worried about him for at least ten years. Not in a good way, anyhow. ]
But it is definitely some weird cult bullshit. There's some sort of--pervasive aura. I think it was driving the local fauna mad.
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[Like! Just saying!]
That doesn't, uh, I can't think of anything we've run into like that but there's nothing a little magic can't fix.
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Don't worry about me in that regard. My people are--resilient.
[ He has an almost 80% resistance to magic, because occasionally being a drow is actually good for something. ]
The aura seemed to have more impact on the lower orders of life, anyway. We'll just have to be sure I don't take along any idiots.
[ He bows his head slightly. ]
But magic of our own would be helpful.
[ Especially since he's still dedicated to pretending he doesn't know much. ]
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[Taako almost leaves it at that, but-]
You gotta be more careful, my dude, not all magic here is gonna work the same, just cause you're resistant to something in Fearun doesn't mean it'll hold over, you know?
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[ As far as being more careful goes--he smiles, his voice calm and even. ]
That's wise advice. I'll try to keep it mind.
[ Yeah, probably not, though. ]
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Puh-lease do, I'll be sad and shit if you get your ass killed.
[He says it lightly, but, for reals. He'd be upset.]