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'''"Are you alright?  Is there something I can help you with?"'''  Eranon's look softens as he speaks these last question.
 
'''"Are you alright?  Is there something I can help you with?"'''  Eranon's look softens as he speaks these last question.
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'''"Y<FONT size="1">ES.</font>  K<FONT size="1">AIEL AND </font>I <FONT size="1">HAVE BEEN TALKING ABOUT HIS MILITARY SERVICE, AND </font>I <FONT size="1">AM WORKING ON A SOMEWHAT MAGICAL MEANS OF DETERMINING SOMETHING.</font>  A<FONT size="1">S </font>I <FONT size="1">HAVE BEEN WORKING, MY THOUGHTS HAVE TURNED TO LOSS.</font>"'''  Kyuad's voice sounds more lonely and warm than it has since his emergance from the Eye.  '''"I <FONT size="1">AM GLAD YOU ARE AWAKE, IT WOULD DO ME GOOD TO BE REMINDED OF FRIENDS WHO REMAIN.</font>"'''  Unwavering, the two points of redness float in the lightless room, shedding no light themselves, but observable on a more primal level.  It's almost as if the part of one's mind that senses fear marks those points, warning the rest of the observer's mind not to look there.
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'''"T<FONT size="1">HUS FAR </font>I <FONT size="1">HAVE NOT KNOWN WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO BE AS </font>I <FONT size="1">AM NOW WITHOUT </font>N<FONT size="1">ISSE... OR, ''WITH'' THE PORTION OF ME THAT SHE HELD NOW RETURNED.</font>  I <FONT size="1">FIND IT SHOCKING HOW MUCH FULLER MY EMOTIONS ARE NOW THAT HER ESSENCE HAS REJOINED WITH MINE.  </font>I <FONT size="1">FEEL THE LOSS, NOT ONLY OF A COMPANION AND TRUSTED FRIEND, BUT ALSO OF THE ONE WHO LOOKED AFTER ALL OF US.  </font>I <FONT size="1">WAS NEVER CONFIDENT OF MY ABILITY TO FILL THAT ROLE, AND NOW THAT THE DESIRE TO DO SO HAS RETURNED, IT SEEMS WE WILL HAVE TO FIND OUT HOW CORRECT THAT DOUBT MAY BE.</font>"'''
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Eranon can only guess what those eyes might see as they look through the room, gazing at the group of sleeping allies, and the legate whose continued existance is even less assured than the criminals with whom she travels.  '''"I <FONT size="1">REMEMBER A TIME WHEN </font>N<FONT size="1">ISSE FIRST CAME TO ME, SEEMINGLY SO LONG AGO.  </font>I <FONT size="1">FELT LIKE A CHILD THEN, IN A WAY.</font>"'''  The two points of redness blink once, and their absence from the room makes it obvious how rare this blink must be.  '''"Y<FONT size="1">OUR CHILDHOOD, </font>E<FONT size="1">RANON... WHAT WAS IT LIKE</font>?  I<FONT size="1">T WAS LONG AGO, WAS IT NOT</font>?  T<FONT size="1">ELL ME OF IT, OF WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO BE AN ELF OF THE </font>C<FONT size="1">ARAHEEN.</font>"'''
  
  

Revision as of 10:12, 9 April 2008

Setting

In the Crystal Keep, in the quiet hours of the morning as Eranon wakes up again. This inner room's walls are sturdy and thick, allowing no light at all to penetrate. In the pitch blackness Kyuad sits twisting spider webbing and found wool into yarn, but all the while seemingly distracted by his own thoughts. Kaiel lays nearby, having felt comforted by continuing to rest at night though he feels little need to recharge his energies.

Only a few hours before, Kyuad had spoken to the spirit of his friend Zal'Kazzir. Not knowing what will come of the day or what mysteries may be laid bare by their efforts, his thoughts turn to friendship.

Conversation

Kyuad and Eranon talk of the past, and of friendship.

Kyuad

The blackness of the room feels disorienting to Eranon as he wakes. With no frame of reference the walls feel miles away until he places his hand on the cold stone next to his head. As he surveys, the only thing he can see are two pinpoints of red not far off. As he moves his head from the bundle of clothing he uses as a pillow, the points of light rise and change angle slightly. With nothing else to experience, the red points of light seem almost mesmerizing, but when they line up with Eranon's gaze, a surge pulses through his body, making him feel weightless, breathless, and lost.... but not at all alone.

From beneath the fathomless depth of the universe inside of those red gateways to oblivion comes a raspy whisper that slowly brings Eranon's consciousness back to the present. He hears himself quietly mumbling "mwaaah?" and then hears the voice repeat its words, "I SAID GOOD MORNING, FRIEND." For some reason Eranon thinks of a nanny's gentle morning nudge before a breakfast of fruit and milk.


Eranon

Eranon stirs, suddenly, jarred awake. He instinctively raises his head, tenses his muscles and then relaxes once he realizes that all is normal. This, is not wholly unexpected from the rather tense elf. "Good morning, Kyuad. Have you been up all night?" Eranon slowly sits up, and looks around the room, trying to determine the time of morning.

"Are you alright? Is there something I can help you with?" Eranon's look softens as he speaks these last question.


Kyuad

"YES. KAIEL AND I HAVE BEEN TALKING ABOUT HIS MILITARY SERVICE, AND I AM WORKING ON A SOMEWHAT MAGICAL MEANS OF DETERMINING SOMETHING. AS I HAVE BEEN WORKING, MY THOUGHTS HAVE TURNED TO LOSS." Kyuad's voice sounds more lonely and warm than it has since his emergance from the Eye. "I AM GLAD YOU ARE AWAKE, IT WOULD DO ME GOOD TO BE REMINDED OF FRIENDS WHO REMAIN." Unwavering, the two points of redness float in the lightless room, shedding no light themselves, but observable on a more primal level. It's almost as if the part of one's mind that senses fear marks those points, warning the rest of the observer's mind not to look there.

"THUS FAR I HAVE NOT KNOWN WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO BE AS I AM NOW WITHOUT NISSE... OR, WITH THE PORTION OF ME THAT SHE HELD NOW RETURNED. I FIND IT SHOCKING HOW MUCH FULLER MY EMOTIONS ARE NOW THAT HER ESSENCE HAS REJOINED WITH MINE. I FEEL THE LOSS, NOT ONLY OF A COMPANION AND TRUSTED FRIEND, BUT ALSO OF THE ONE WHO LOOKED AFTER ALL OF US. I WAS NEVER CONFIDENT OF MY ABILITY TO FILL THAT ROLE, AND NOW THAT THE DESIRE TO DO SO HAS RETURNED, IT SEEMS WE WILL HAVE TO FIND OUT HOW CORRECT THAT DOUBT MAY BE."

Eranon can only guess what those eyes might see as they look through the room, gazing at the group of sleeping allies, and the legate whose continued existance is even less assured than the criminals with whom she travels. "I REMEMBER A TIME WHEN NISSE FIRST CAME TO ME, SEEMINGLY SO LONG AGO. I FELT LIKE A CHILD THEN, IN A WAY." The two points of redness blink once, and their absence from the room makes it obvious how rare this blink must be. "YOUR CHILDHOOD, ERANON... WHAT WAS IT LIKE? IT WAS LONG AGO, WAS IT NOT? TELL ME OF IT, OF WHAT IT WAS LIKE TO BE AN ELF OF THE CARAHEEN."


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PORTAL | DURGAZ | ERANON | KYUAD | ZAL'KAZZIR