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  1. It certainly seemed like this had been a bust for the both of them. Turning towards Xal, wincing at the cost quoted to fix the sword, he was about try and say something encouraging, maybe something about how at least the sword seemed to be repairing itself slowly, but was interrupted by the door to the shop opening. The General showed up, surprisingly, along with someone he believed to be the woman that had greeted them originally. He hadn't gotten that good of a look at her since it had been from a distance, but she matched what he remembered. And it would fit with her still being with the General, given the enthusiastic greeting. He positioned himself slightly behind Xal, not hiding, more backing her up slightly. He didn't expect a fight, not with her seeming to be an ally, but given the opening comment, it still felt right. "Good to see you, General. Would you mind introducing us to your friend here?" Hopefully Xal hadn't taken offense... ------------------------------------------------------------ Astraea flinched slightly when the human, Marina, took her hand, not expecting it. Still, it was... Nice? Not hot like her life had been before she fell and certainly not cold like the cosmos. Just somehow in the middle. She hadn't ever really experienced this sensation before she had arrived here, but it was almost comforting in a way. A compromise between the two extremes of her former life. She smiled down at the smaller girl, glad for something of a comfort in all of this. "Yes, I will come along. But you must tell me more as we go. How do you know so much more of my people if thou are, as thou said, similar to me and not from here? I know you are not one of my kind. You do not have the power of the cosmos in you, like I do, but you have words thine head for me. I wish to learn more of thine words, of your knowledge."
  2. Bladen was surprised. Seemed this blacksmith knew more than he'd expected, or he'd overestimated the uniqueness of the weapon, one of the two. Either way. For now, he shoved the sword back into the sheath it belong in. "Mmm, I think I will pass on the forging for now. I appreciate the advantages you could provide me though, so perhaps later." He couldn't help but feel how light the pouch of coins at his waist felt right now. No, best to keep holding on to that for now. Unlike others who had supplemented their gains through the arena earlier in their travels, he needed to be a bit more careful with his gold. He needed to be smart. Still, he stuck around, wondering if Xal knew where to find this metal the blacksmith was talking about. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So it truly seemed as if there was only one in their group here who had any idea of her people, and she was not even from this world. Astraea managed to wipe the tears away, shaking glittering droplets to the floor, and simply nodded in response to the suggestions that she talk to an Erephis, whoever that was. Apparently the one who knew of her kind, Marina?, would take her to Erephis. She managed a small smile to Marina, and another nod. "One... like me? But not? I am afraid that I do not understand thine meaning. Perhaps you are correct to suggest meeting after this." After that though, what? She'd talk to one or two people who might know those like her and then what? Wandering around looking for her brethren hadn't exactly worked out well, and then there was the fact that she'd been taken captive once already. Who was to say it would not happen again? Maybe she could stay here in this city. Marina seemed to care about her, after all. She could stay with her for a while, learn more about the world, and see where she should head next. That would work, would it not? Still, no sense in talking about it until she had talked to the two people that had been suggested. There still was a small possibility they could direct her to those of her kind...
  3. Bladen frowned, staring down at the sword for a few seconds. He didn't have that much gold. And honestly, he wasn't sure how much benefit he would get from working on this sword. It seemed like it would work fine as it was. But... He sighed. "Hmm, well, that's very useful information to have, thank you. I'm not exactly sure if I'll take you up on your work just yet. I need to make sure I'm making the best choices with limited finances after all. But still, it's good to know what you can do with this. Always nice to have expectations set after all." He glanced over at Xal. It was her turn now, so far as he was concerned. Time to see if this orc would be able to do anything with the blade. Not that he expected a positive response, given how she hadn't even been sure if she would be able to do much with his blade. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It seemed as if at least one of the other beings had started to understand what she was trying to say. The creation of her people being a part of their myths didn't surprise her. After all, they shared similar dreams among the cosmos. Still, there seemed to be some hesitation, though she didn't quite understand why. "Thou asks if I claim to be a creation of the God... And yet, thou speaks of how thou are a Goddess's creation too, no? The divine snake, who created those who live here on the ground? If she created all of you, is it that strange that those created by another God would be their own people?" She truly must be alone if they did not have any stories at all of the cosmos having life. She sighed and shook her head sadly. "Perhaps it is a sad twist. Those above dream of those below, see thine history unfold, and yet thou down here know nothing of us. Yet you wake and live and get up to so many things, while all we do is dream." It seemed like at least she would be freed from her bonds. That was encouraging to here. Though as for what she was planning to do, well, that was not an easy answer. The name was an easier one to respond to, so she focus on that one first. "Ah, yes, please forgive this lack of manners. I am called Astraea, or at least that is close to my name. And you may call me that. As for what I intend to do... I had hoped to look for others of my kind that had fallen. And yet, if thine stories are so lacking in any hint of my people, perhaps... Perhaps I am running an errand of a fool. And if that is true... I do not know what I will do with myself now." There was a strange sensation in her chest, a tightening as if someone was grabbing her core. Her face felt strange as well, as if something were running down it. Reaching up, she wiped at her face, pulling her fingers back to find a bright glowing droplet. This... this was crying, was it not? She remembered seeing this in her dreams. Sadness... Yes. Sadness at being alone in the world, cut off from her family, alone on a world that had no knowledge of anything even close to her. She was completely alone.
  4. Entering the forge, the first thing Bladen spotted was a well muscled orc lady working on what appeared to be a drawing behind the counter. Beyond that, it was a relatively tidy shop, though it smelled of metal and fire. A good sign for a forge, he supposed. "Maybe we can visit there then, later. For now, I wonder what all she offers." He didn't get the sense that she was going to be capable of doing much to Requiem. While he was certain she was very skilled at her trade, the fact of the matter remained that Requiem was not exactly a normal weapon. The ability to change shape, the drain it put on its user, no, this was not the type of weapon that this orc would likely be able to do much with. Still, it couldn't hurt to ask. Taking the initiative, Bladen walked over to the counter with the dangerously barbed sword he had picked up somewhere along the way. "Good day to you, ma'am. I was wondering what it would cost to have some work done on this blade? With everything going on out there in the world, it can't hurt to try and get the extra edge for battle." Inquire as to costs for forging or upgrading Barbed Sword ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Curious. It seemed that these beings were even unaware that her people existed. A frown settled onto her face at that thought. They didn't even know about those who watched over them. A tragedy. How could they not know? After all, her people dreamed of their world. Surely, there must have been some way of knowing of their people. Were they truly destined to guard over the world, only to die in a moment, with the people below not even aware of their existence? Still, perhaps it was just these few. Surely someone knew of her kind. She couldn't let the sadness of the situation affect things too much though. The one human who had spoken up had some interesting words. Her world? Ah, perhaps she was similar then. If she too had come from a far off location, perhaps there was a similarity there. She tried out the words the girl had spoken, mulling them over. "Ce-les-ti-al. Celestial... Yes, this is good. Thou may call me that. As for the sky, we are not from there. We are from beyond the sky. Space... Space is an empty thing. Why would thou call beyond the sky such a thing? It is not empty. It is full of all my kind. It is... cosmos. I am from the cosmos. But thou say thou too have traveled far to get here? Perhaps thou too are from the cosmos? From some other far off world?" And then a question, from another one who could sense her magic. Her being. Calling it odd. She sniffed slightly at that. It was her magic. How could it be odd, it was her own. Still, as for the question. That was easy enough to answer. "My light died. It happens to all of us eventually. Most just continue sleeping forever, though we do not think they dream anymore when they do. A sad fate. Others fall as the lights burn. We always believed those who fell would land here on this world. As I did. When I landed, I woke up. I knew where I was from my dreams. Or at least, I knew of the world. But I was all alone. So I tried to find my other fallen brothers and sisters. And instead I found the beings who brought me here." She gestured towards the woman who she had been brought to originally, though it was a slightly awkward gesture due to her bindings. "And then she put me in jeil, and then the guard brought me here, and that is why I am here."
  5. It seemed patience had won in the end. A being had come to get her, leading her out of the room she had been placed in and into a larger, cleaner room. One filled with many more beings than she had previously encountered. Though one was familiar, being the one she had been brought in front of when first arriving in this city. The one who had sent her to the place called jeil. She gave that being only a quick glance before turning towards the other faces in the room. Strange faces... Almost worried faces. Were they scared of her? Why? She had caused no harm since coming here. A question though. Asking for her identity. At least that's what she thought the armored woman was asking for. She tilted her head curiously, trying to remember all the right words. It was hard, sometimes. There were so many words that she had heard in her dreams over the many years she had slumbered in the cosmos. Some of which these beings had used, some of which they hadn't. None of which were used by her people. Though words were not quite right for the communications of the cosmos. Still, a question had been asked. It would not do to be rude to these beings, especially with how young they must be. They could not have the wisdom of many years. Perhaps her people were not known here. A sad thought. Had none of her brethren made their way here after falling? She had hoped she was not alone... Finally, after a long pause, words chosen carefully, she replied to the question that had been asked of her. "I am a fallen member of the sky, the remnant of burnt out flames." She stopped, a small frown appearing for a second. No, that was wrong. It wasn't the sky she was a part of. Not really. Though these people perhaps did not have a word for the place beyond the sky where her people lived. Would they know then what she was? Or would they think she was simply a member of this world they did not know? No, she knew they had a word to refer to her people... What was it again? Ah, right, how could she forget? "Ah, perhaps thou would recognize better if I said that I am a star?"
  6. He hadn't exactly thought too far ahead. His first instinct was the weapons shop. But even as he opened his mouth to suggest it, the realization that she was more than set thanks to that... cursed blade made him shut it right back. Well, even if her weapon was special, he could still use some sort of improvements, right? Maybe the forge then... Yes, that would work. Really, he mostly just wanted to spend time with someone that wasn't either trying to bite his head off or get into his pants. Both options scared him in very different ways and he just wasn't up for it right then. "Well, I was thinking maybe we could head over to the forge. I was thinking about the weapons shop, but I actually found a nice sword in the wagon. Must have been dropped by one of our enemies. And, well, you clearly don't need the weapons shop, not with that... weapon you have already." He'd almost called it a thing but for some reason felt that was inappropriate. He didn't like the weapon. It was too... something. Something he couldn't put words to. Still. "Shall we?" Assuming she would follow, he wandered off into the streets, quietly watching their surroundings. He didn't really have much to talk about and just paid attention to the people that flowed around them. Scared and anxious. Those were the two emotions he saw the most. Hopefully they would be able to do something to change that.
  7. Bladen had been acting as a rear guard of sorts, sitting up on the top of the wagon, staring out the direction they had come from. He didn't expect to see anything useful, it was as much an excuse to stay a distance away from people as anything, but it still made him feel better. No ambush from behind would catch them here. His concentration was broken, however, by the call from the zombie. Asking him to go shopping with her. Acting like nothing had ever happened... No. Best not to remember that part right now. Better to just ignore the question. Thankfully, it seemed that Gaby was going to take her up on the offer, making it easier for him to ignore. She had someone with her at least, surely she wouldn't pursue him anymore. As they arrived and the group started to split up, he hopped down from the wagon, keeping his wings small for now. No need to grow them out just for a simple jump. He did stumble slightly on the landing, but he was quickly able to support himself by grabbing the flap of the wagon opening. Easy enough, you clumsy... Nope, just focus on the positives here. He accepted the coins from Asami with a faint blush for an unclear reason, perhaps he knew where she stored those coins or perhaps he just was still nervous around her. But he quickly stuck his head into the wagon, spotting Xal as he did. "Ah, perfect, just who I was looking for. I was wondering if you wanted to join me in poking around this place a bit? Figure the people in charge will be more comfortable if we stick in pairs in a new city and all of that." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ A silent breath in, a silent breath out. Patience and quiet. Those were two things that she was good at, having had what felt like an eternity to practice them. A silent breath in, a silent breath out. She did not know exactly why she was in here. The strange fellows who had brought her here had yelled something about human and a funny word (she thought it was jeil?), and then they had surrounded her and brought her here. A silent breath in, a silent breath out. They hadn't seemed to care when she said she was not a human. She did know what that word meant at least. Too many of her dreams over the ages had been about the conflicts between humans and others. The things she thought were called wars. Perhaps that was why she had naturally fallen into this shape when she landed. But still, they needn't have laughed when she said she was a star. Had they been forgotten already? Surely it had not been that long since one of her brethren had managed to make their way here. She knew of many lights that had gone out, had none landed here? A silent breath in, a silent breath out. They would deal with her soon, they said. They needed someone else before they could do that. So she would be patient. Perhaps this new person would believe her when she said she was a star. A fallen star, true, but a star no less. The world she had long dreamed of, seen the history of in her sleep, was finally in front of her. She could be patient a while longer. A silent breath in, a silent breath out.
  8. Bladen sighed quietly to himself, a bemused smile on his face as he watched Asami start to prance off. She knew the game they were playing much better than he did, that much he knew. But he couldn't fault her for playing it well. "Yeah, I'm coming, I'm coming." Most of the group was scattered off to their own activities right now anyways. The Hero wasn't anywhere in sight. What harm was it really going to do to spend the night near the rest of the group? Even if he didn't fully believe all that Asami was telling him, he could still enjoy a night of peace. Shaking his head at his own foolish thoughts, he followed the fox to her tent.
  9. "Askfj." He wasn't sure what the sound that came out of his mouth was, but it certainly wasn't anything comprehensible. She had to know what she was doing to him. Yes. Yes she did. And she did it on purpose, he knew that. She liked to fluster him, but it wasn't like he could do anything about it, especially in this situation. He'd been the one that had let that slip. It wasn't like he'd been thinking of it like love, it was just... All so much so quickly. "I'm not, it was just..." He sighed. He'd lost and he knew it. It didn't matter what he said at this point, she had won already. He shook his head slightly. "You're impossible, I hope you know that. But you win."
  10. Bladen rubbed a hand over his eyes, trying to find the right response. "It's not like... I don't... Ugh. I'm just not good at any of this sort of thing. All these emotions. Good and bad. Life was so simple back home. I knew I would probably eventually marry one of the few others near my age and that was that. Fallen are born so rarely... Well, it's just about keeping our race alive. So all of this... Flirting, falling in love with someone, sex, all of it is something that I never had to think about because it was all already decided for me. And of course I want to be close to you, I'm just-" He stopped. The realization of what he had said hit him. L-love... You can't possibly think you could know if you love her, you idiot. You barely know her. You were just using it as an example, right? Right??? Maybe she won't notice. Quick, keep talking, pretend like you didn't say anything weird. Faking a cough to try and cover for his abrupt stop, he managed to stammer out, "Just awkward. And unsure. That's all. Getting help from others... I was always the one supposed to be helping. I guess I'm just not used to it."
  11. Bladen sighed. While it was all well and good that Asami was ok with him not forgiving the Hero and even though him calling her out was a good thing, it didn't change what everyone else thought. He knew the General and Lavinia probably weren't happy with how all of that had been handled, and would likely have a lecture for him at some point. And he'd been making progress with actually starting to know some people. Or he thought he had. Xal aside, though it was nice to hear someone besides Asami shared similar thoughts, he still felt isolated. Just because he didn't need to forgive the Hero didn't mean that others wouldn't isolate him because he hadn't. But he couldn't say all that to her. Not when she was trying to make him feel better. Feel better in multiple ways it seemed. He blushed, and tried to pull away slightly. "This... Isn't a solution. It's just a temporary distraction, it doesn't actually fix anything." He hadn't said no, but he also couldn't meet her eyes anymore. This wasn't something he could just jump into like so many others in the group seemed to be doing. He liked her, he knew that. He'd kissed her even. But still...
  12. "That's easy for you to say," he muttered, knowing better than to try and fight her hug. He would only end up in a more compromising position somehow, so better to just hold still. But here she was, acting like what he had done was the right thing, acting like he should be fine with it. "You weren't there. You were busy getting attacked by some monster. I wanted to do what the Hero wasn't. But Tai stopped me and... I let her. But I wanted to. And I said one stupid thing, not even at the Hero, just out loud, and everyone jumps on me, telling me to shut up, literally smacking me upside the head... Instantly just assuming that I was mad at the Hero, not at myself. But fine. And then the Hero. Acting like just because she's doing good now, like it makes her a good person. Saying I have no responsibilities, as if I don't hold the weight of those of my clan who have died on my shoulders." He clenched a fist and his jaw, closing his eyes for a few long seconds, bringing the emotions that were welling back up under control once again. Not now. He couldn't deal with them now. "She got lucky. If that thing had hurt the zombie, would everyone still gotten mad at me? Probably. But it's not like she was doing some big grand thing. Just trying to make herself feel better. Like she wasn't a part of an army that slaughtered innocents. Like letting one wraith have a dying wish starts to make up for everything. Basically everyone else has forgiven her. They act like she's so wonderful and has all this weight to carry and should be treated like a fragile glass vase because of it. I joined this group because I wanted answers from her. And it seemed like she regretted things then. But I just... Maybe I should have just gone home that night instead of trying to act like I would ever be able to forgive her for all that she's done." There. He'd said it. Maybe now she would understand. "And I wasn't avoiding you. Not specifically at least. I just... It was clear after that exchange that people didn't want me around. Or at least the Hero didn't. So I gave her what she wanted. No more judging eyes for her to stress about. Since she seems to have enough of it, according to everyone else. I'm sorry if it hurt you, that wasn't my intention."
  13. Bladen scowled, looking down from his perch to see the fox glaring up at him. He couldn't fault her, really. He hadn't especially intended to avoid her, though he was still somewhat worried about the whole incident with her arm. The elf that she said had been sent ahead to find help hadn't seemed to know she was hurt, but maybe he had just missed something. Either way, he wasn't mad at her. He wasn't even really mad at anyone. Except maybe himself. Why hadn't he just killed the damn wight? No, he was hiding up here for an entirely different reason. He didn't think most of the group cared to have him around anymore. Still, she hadn't had any part of it. With a sigh, he rolled off the branch, plummeting downward. As he approached the ground, he flared out his suddenly full sized wings, jerking his upper body upward and letting him land almost gently on the ground. Unfortunately for his entrance, his wings had refused to cooperate for a few second, resulting in the landing being slightly more jarring than planned. Wings flapped outward and then shrunk back down, and he crossed his arms, looking at her on even footing now. "I'm not mad at you, you know that, right?" He was guessing that was why she wanted to talk, but who knew. He could never tell with her, for all he knew, he'd done something else completely wrong and she was mad at him for that. Hopefully whatever it was, he could resolve quickly and go back to his tree.
  14. "Mmm, just seemed strange, with all the monsters disappearing when we defeated the wraith, that's all. If you're telling me the truth, you're telling the truth." He still couldn't quite shake that something didn't play right. "Who is the person you sent ahead then?" She'd mentioned everyone that had been with them... So who was their other new companion? She was still poking, but he couldn't let it get to him, not now. "I'm sure one of them will tell you all of what's happened since we split and since you were so cruelly abandoned, leaving you to be ambushed." There, the break in the trees leading to the rest of the group. Thankfully everyone seemed to have split apart and the General seemed to be standing pretty much by herself. Striding over to her, Bladen gently placed Asami back down on her feet. "A patient for you. Seems she had a run in with a stray monster. I'll be going to scout ahead now." He wasn't needed here after all. Or really wanted, he suspected. Time to head out, give their forward path a bit of a fly over, see if anything was in their way.
  15. So she was going to prod into that then. Of course she was. He had no reason to be away from the group, just like she did. He couldn't believe her story (there was no way Lavinia would have left her alone like this, and the monsters had all disappeared when the wraith had been 'defeated') anymore than he could bring himself to talk about what had happened. She'd just tell him that he had let his emotions get the better of him and hadn't she told him he needed to work on that and really he was lucky he hadn't had a glowing sword burst out of him and strike the hero down. He could just hear the teasing in her voice. No, he couldn't do that. "Tell you what. I'll tell you if you tell me what really happened to your arm, hmm?" If she could keep secrets, so could he. Besides, they'd be getting back to the group soon anyways, and she'd surely hear everything there. No need for him to reopen that seal on his emotions.
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