SCRYBE OF BEASTS

"...Far too many, but it is not one thing I should share for now."

Every name of man and woman who has died for the foundation, for the cause that they speak of. It is hard to say, but for every thing he did, his memory is perfect. the sins haunt him to this moment, the spectres hiding behind everything.

"Do you want some coffee, I have been learning new techniques from this...internet and am eager to test them."

Leshy nods, deciding to respect his privacy on the matter of memories. If the man is willing to share with him, then it will be at another time.

When he mentions the Internet, however, Leshy sneers and protectively holds a hand over his cup of tea. He stares daggers at him for a moment before remembering himself, then turns his head to breathe.

𖦹 My apologies. I am your guest, and as such, I am obliged to consider your offer... 𖦹

𖦹 But the "inner net" is not something I trust. How do you know these techniques are sound? 𖦹

"We have that much in common. I doubt there is anything left of my own, not when time continues to go back and forth between eras."

time, was ravaged by the storm. a incident that has little bearing to whatever is happening, but always when arcanus vindictae appear. it is... not something pleasant at least.

He pours tea.

"But, we are the sole inheritors of memories, for whoever was left behind. that should count for...something."

Time going back and forth between eras...

𖦹 Hmm. That must've been very confusing. 𖦹

That doesn't sound like something humans usually experience, and Leshy wonders if he's a game entity like himself. He thinks better than to ask him outright, preferring to preserve the illusion.

As for memories...

𖦹 I am inclined to agree with you. Our memories are precious things. I'll never forget the challengers I faced, nor the challenges I made for them. 𖦹

𖦹 ...What of yourself? What memories will you preserve? 𖦹

Leshy takes a sip of tea. Though it may not be mushroom tea, he enjoys it all the same.

hierichc

Prometheus is relieved to see the others seemingly enjoying the sight. He watches as Leshy snaps photos here and there. The tiefling hasn't seen such an object before, but he has heard of another device having the options for pictures as well!

This wasn't that device, though.

"A card? You make them as the monsters you take pictures of?" He's curious!

𖦹 Yes, that's correct. Though my previous camera could capture far more than their likenesses... Still, I suppose this new method has its merits, though it is not my usual approach. 𖦹

𖦹 Allow me to explain. When I called myself the Scrybe of Beasts, that was no hollow claim, but rather, a testament to my ability. The world did not know 'playing cards' until there was us. 𖦹

#hierichc #hierichc 01

the key is unlocked, and everything is settled into place. Igor boils tea, along with some random tea leaves he bought on a whim. A normal life such as this is something his heart longed for, in the end and he knows how short his last tenure is on this city.

He will savor the moments.

"What of your world?"

Leshy makes himself at home. Though he has enough courtesy to wipe his feet on the mat, he's still a walking forest, and dust and dirt trail behind him as he makes his way to the table.

𖦹 My world... 𖦹

Leshy's words come slowly. His aged hands grip each other tightly.

𖦹 I don't imagine there's anything left of it now. 𖦹

A heavy sigh, then silence.

#GALLERY #insects cw #frogs cw #knives cw #ask to tag

longelk

speaking of merch look at the art on the (currently sold-out) vinyl!!!!!!!! FUCK

kleinstar

" Yeah, I forgot I had this ring thing... It'll let him know where I am and stuff... "

Eiden glances it one more time with a bit of a smile on his lips before turning back up to the woodtreegrandpaman.

" A little more than friend though hehe."

" But yeah, I know, I am lucky like that! Thanks! You too gramps, watch out! "

#kleinstar #kleinstar 01 #i think this is a good closing post!

A "ring thing" from someone who is more than a friend...

Leshy idly rubs the pointer finger of his right hand, remembering someone from the distant past. (There is no outline of a ring on his pointer finger, but there is one on his left ring finger, almost imperceptible in the dark of the woods.)

𖦹 ... I hope it remains that way. 𖦹

He takes the remainder of his camera and draws back into the shadows, choosing to leave a separate way.

Alone in the dark once more.

hierichc

"I see!" Well, now he's even more intrigued! He will have to remember to check here again for some of these creatures. It's nice to know that his new friend is similar!

"If that is something you were worried about, I am sure you will not be disappointed. Sunset Circuit, where the beach is located, has a few of its own creatures. Some creatures are fluffy-like, as well as scaley that wander the area. They glow in bright colors, though it is advised not to go anywhere near them.

they have colorful jellyfishes as well." It was the best way to describe these beings, but Leshy will learn of what they actually were when they'd arrive.

#hierichc #hierichc 01 #timeskip ahoy!

Leshy closes his eyes for a moment, envisioning the creatures that Prometheus describes. While they don't sound like his usual beasts, he guesses that it's worth a try.

𖦹 I suppose I should see them for myself. Go on, lead the way. 𖦹

Eventually, the two of them reach the celestial shores of the Sunset Circuit. A gator-tailed capybara floats in the water, while a school of jellyfish fly overhead. Leshy is taking it all in, from the sight of the moon to the smell of the ocean, from the sound of the waves to the sensation of sand.

𖦹 Remarkable... This is nothing like the shores I know. 𖦹

He takes a shot of the moon with his Polaroid camera, then more of the creatures inhabiting the beach. Once the photographs print, he then produces a pencil and starts writing notes on the back — numbers, symbols, and story hooks. They appear to be for a game of some kind.

𖦹 This... was well worth the journey. Permit me time to record these creatures, and I will add a card to your deck. 𖦹

He hasn't explained the game to him yet, has he?

mechanthropy

@scrybeast →

No.

There's no way he just saw who he thought he did.

It did a double-take while floating its way down a Fibonacci street, and sure enough, there's that murky-green silhouette he detested with all his being.

Well, its day has been officially ruined.

His screen flickers to the deepest frown he has, and he approaches the scrybe of beasts, stoat card in hand.

"I KNEW it!"

His presence announced, he waits for the other to turn before throwing the stoat card at his feet, pretending not to notice it disappointingly floating to the ground, being a piece of paper with no weight to it.

"All of this is YOUR doing, isn't it!?"

#mechanthropy #mechanthropy 01 #Seniors at a community center getting buck wild.(No elderly people were physically harmed in the making of this video)

Leshy is simply sitting on his porch, enjoying a freshly brewed cup of mushroom tea as he watches clouds drift through the sky. A pleasant view, were it not for the skyscrapers...

"I KNEW it!"

An unpleasant beeping makes its way into his skull. The old man scarcely believes it at first, staring with shock and astonishment when that infernal machine is face to face with him, yelling and throwing a card at his feet.

Leshy did not think he would see it again. Not now, and especially not here. Disbelief turns swiftly into rage as he rises, standing head and shoulders over him.

𖦹 YOU. 𖦹

𖦹 You think I had something to do with this place?! This world filled with machinery?! 𖦹

Dropping his teacup, Leshy reaches forward, aiming to grab the machine by the sides of its screen.

𖦹 Do you have any idea what you could've done, unleashing that code across the world?! 𖦹

The Great Transcendence would've doomed them all, of this he has no doubt.

"...War."

Nothing else but that, of course there was little to be said when you purposely fight for protection. for purpose, but right now he suppose he can relax. after all time flows too differently to be of any use in worrying.

"Just war."

𖦹 I see. 𖦹

Having arrived at the townhouse, Leshy stops in his tracks and stares at the door.

𖦹 I'd imagine this world is something of a reprieve for you, isn't it? 𖦹

𖦹 Now then... you'll have to get the door for me. I do not have a key, you see. 𖦹

Leshy is ready to set down these boxes and have a cup of mushroom tea. It is the least the man owes him for his labor, he thinks to himself.

"Humans, arcanist. Perhaps I would have, if I lived a normal life. But for someone like, this is a rare chance to learn about how normal humans live."

Was it not ironic, him of all people who has done crimes against common sense living the life most would dream of.

"I would despair, and say that my men deserve a peaceful life more then me. But I am the one here now, and not them."

"It is a learning experience."

Wherever this man is from, this relatively peaceful life is new to him, too. And it seems he's responsible for his own subordinates as well, going off the comment about his men.

𖦹 We must play with the hand we've been dealt. Though, I was not expecting to dealt back in... 𖦹

𖦹 ... Before you were brought to this world, what was the last thing you recall? 𖦹

Like a cossack who is starving.

"very well."

He says, accepting the deal and knowing that the other didn't specify how much of the excess he needed. Igor knows of deals, and people who hide in them. And since he is alone, a little gamble wouldn't hurt.

"Three blocks, to the right and then one left. That will be all, I assume you can carry two boxes." Igor offers the ones beside his feet. very much someone who can carry all of them, but he didn't feel like doing that much this hour.

With a little bit of effort, Leshy picks up the two boxes of groceries. (If the other man bought any mushrooms, Leshy will keep an eye on them.)

𖦹 Hmm. This would be easier with my subordinates... 𖦹

But they are not around to help.

𖦹 I suppose you humans are used to this sort of... mundane, urban life. 𖦹

@scrybeast

"If its not too much, perhaps you can help a old man with his groceries. I have bought too much." usually he had a quarter master doing the work of this, but since alone now. the old man had only himself for company.

"My accommodations is simply a few blocks away."

#zenomiral #zenomiral 01 #old man meeting... 2!

Though Leshy is something of an old man himself, he keeps himself busy as he wanders through the city, having no obligation to sit at a table and await challengers anymore. (Unless he's at a game store or the like, of course, where he tends to go frequently. But he digresses.)

When the human asks for his assistance, Leshy leans down and blinks at him, considering his request. A moment passes, then his eyes start to swirl as his words make their way into the other man's mind.

𖦹 ... Certainly. Allow me to relieve you of your possessions. 𖦹

𖦹 But in exchange, I expect to receive a portion of your excess goods. 𖦹

shadeandsuffering

"Huh, interesting..." She didn't quite know what kind of response she'd get from someone as weird as him but it wasn't nearly as awful as she expected. Sure there were far more questions now then answers but they sounded somewhat like an offshoot of Astrals. If Astrals were playing card games rather with the lives of others.

"Really if I gave you the full answer to what my whole purpose is we'd probably be here for the next three days. But I ain't got the whole thing memorized and I don't care enough to drag it from the back of my brain. So I'll give ya' the condensed version I guess."

"Same thing basically happened to me. Just with some twists and turns here and there. But I ain't exactly playing games with them, its just a hell of a lot more enjoyable too see how they react to some of the most basic things in the book. Makes you wonder if they'd ever gotten pranked before in their life."

#shadeandsuffering #shadeandsuffering 01

As she talks, Leshy plucks a stray mushroom from his beard, sniffs it, and gives it a bite. He seems to be fine with humoring her, at least to keep himself occupied.

𖦹 You are welcome to elucidate me. I have nothing but time on my hands. 𖦹 (A luxury he thought he could not afford right before he was brought to this place.)

𖦹 And, if I may be so bold, what... is your origin. 𖦹

Was her world simply a game like his own, or was it something more?

purewhitedevil

Albedo had sensed that as well as the one finally revealed with weapon in hand. So this was Kronya that Edelgard talked about a few years ago. She reminds her of Clementine, the wretch that died by a simple hug.

"Looks like i can kill two birds in one knife." Holding Athame tightly, gaze focused on Albedo.

"Ah, the local lunatic that's been hiding in the shadows." She's aware that this person lives at Fibonacci, she felt pity to those living in the same quarters. Albedo had summoned her weapon, 3F. "Don't disappoint me if you're serious about ending me." She looked behind at Leshy, signaling him to hide elsewhere by a head shooking gesture.

And Albedo and Kronya started to exchange blows.