“I cannot see, and my sense of smell has been able to detect… Things it would not detect otherwise, after I ascended. I suppose the curse has changed it too…” She mumbles the last part, seeming to talk to herself, lost in thought before brought back to attention by his speaking once more.
“Perhaps in Shurima it was called another name? I know not of your Dragon, I’m afraid. As for what I am, and why I give you a sense of unease… I’m unsurprised you do not know.” Ah, the erasure of history, a classic. Though perhaps for the best in many cases, even if it wasn’t completely erased. “I was human, then the sun disc gave me its blessing along with my brothers in arms… Only now I am Darkin, as they took to naming us. Shadows of our former selves, shackled away and cursed by not only ourselves but by those we protected.”
How could she blame them entirely? It was the aspects after all, who locked her and her kin away, even if humans were partly to blame. She sighed, more like a hoarse growl, a feeling of heat blooming in the air, coming from her as she did so before it dissipated.
“You are wise to do so, as respect is a valuable thing. Far more valuable, in my opinion, than even gold. Aside from connections, love for others and companionship. Though I no longer have any of these things, anymore.” Realizing she’d been rambling, she huffed out a breath, “I apologize. Not many stay to actually speak to me, though I am to assume you do not see as well? Perhaps that’s part of the reason you do not attack or flee.”
“You cannot see…” It might have been a question under normal circumstances, but the words sounded out in echo of the fact. Behind satin wraps, an eyebrow quirked at the information, though there were truly more complex things to digest in this conversation. If they could not see too, at the very least he felt more confident if things turned around. He steeled his posture, firm and judgemental.
“You are a cursed creature, tainted by something that you know, and I do not.” Even if that weren’t a charitable summary, he spoke on regardless, “Yet even so you speak on human regrets. You apologize to me, which is more than I can say for many things that stand before me.” He puzzled for a time, scratching at his bearded chin. In time, he shook his head, “So you have felt me, smelled me, and I have told you what it is you have felt. You have told me what you are in a civilized way. What now, then?”
He flourished a hand, if only out of habit, “If you wish to find peace, then we of the Shojin offer peace of our own. We only turn those away who cause a disruption to our halls, defile our sacred places, or who the Dragon would see annihilated in flame. On that, I decide. If you eat, we give food. If you drink, we give tea. If you sleep, then you may sleep. These are our ways…”
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