Soul Master

a new grand master has taken over

[soul-grand-master]

After recovering, both from the infection and some weird looking little grub almost killing me, i decided to join whatever the fuck this is.

After the death of Grand Master Albert, Hermes has taken over as the new grand master.

NOTES:

Asks are open

Please tell which character you ask is ment for

I do not condone what i say, this is roleplay

What i say is not to be taken seriously, i don't actually mean it

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE NO POLITICS

There is a lot of swearing

Soul Master was aroace because i can't write romance at all

Please, Please, PLEASE, do tell if i go too far

If i comment on a post then it's always ooc:

This will be a mistake

Special rule: Soul Master could never be allowed to gain Immortality

My other blogs:

@baldwin-the-protector

@the-bugs-of-hallownest

@xero-and-markoth

@the-radiance-of-dreams

@vessel-broken

LORE POST

Post by @soul-grand-master

💬 0  🔁 0  ❤️ 1 · The lore post of Soul Master · Albert was born to a pair of scholars of a prominently powerful noble family, an only child

TAGGING SYSTEM

#socialising = interacting with others

#superior mind = answering asks

#ooc = not rp

#original = an original post, neither reblog or answering asks

#allies = talking with friends/allies

#Gerald talking / #hermes talking= Gerald, real name Hermes, one of the soul Warriors and has the position of master, the second highest position in the soul sanctum the grand master of the sanctum, is talking, will talk like this, Is also they/them.

#Richards talkning = Richard, hermes' assistant is talking, will talk like this.

#Alhazreds talking = a new scholar and occultist working there, is talking. Will talk like this.

#my workers = someone who works in the sanctum is talking, will talk like this.

Arcs

#her nail = Soul Master stealing the nail of Dryya from her Grave and claiming it for himself

#the expedition = Soul Master and his scholars travels to Pharloom for technology

#the curse = a weird sickness is spreading though Hallownest, with Soul Master being patient 0, be aware for body horror

#redemption = Gerald, or Hermes, changes sides and becomes a spy for the pale king against Soul Master.

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I have put on a little weight, so I would take it as motivation to lose it. And your body's shape does typically align with that of fat bugs, but I apologize for my mistake. Now, what was it you wanted?"

[soul-grand-master]

Well.

I need mask shards.

I wanted to check if the tribe had any?

I will pay off course.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Unfortunately not of the variety you mean. We have plenty of masks from slain enemies, but none that make those creepy noises. We also don't wear masks."

[soul-grand-master]

Damn it.

Well, i had to ask.

A vessel i have in my care is in the need of repairing it.

Might as well ask this as well, how have you been?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I've been great! My baby finally hatched, but gosh is she a chore! I don't even know why she's crying sometimes. She's recently figured out how to move her legs a little, so the nights where we all sleep in our bed she has started poking at us."

[soul-grand-master]

Well congratulations, i've heard that parenthood is both a pain and a blessing.

But considering how big the egg was, more painful in your case.

I'm guessing that your daughter is going to be an only child?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I don't know. I'll definitely use your charm next time. It hurt like all hell, trust me. But, I don't regret it at all. My daughter is beautiful and I would have endured double the pain for her."

[soul-grand-master]

Why yes, we are soon finishing up the set up for it, so come up to us if you and Thistle wish for a new kid.

I will need to know if it's okay if you two don't mind actually using it in the sanctum?

I don't want to loose it.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Well, yes. Your charm, your rules. But it will be years before we even consider that. Ivy-Belle is an ordeal on her own. She peed on the floor today and I slipped in it. Not very fun."

[soul-grand-master]

Are you sure you didn't get a pet tiktik?

[dryya-the-fierce]

Dryya sighs.

"She's no tiktik. She's just a hatchling. She doesn't know any better."

[soul-grand-master]

Have you heard of diapers?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"We don't do that here. That's disgusting! Imagine having to wear your own waste!"

[soul-grand-master]

You would rather have it be on the ground?

You mantids are a strange kind.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"We have outhouses! We're tribal, but we're not savages."

[soul-grand-master]

Alright...

I just thought of something that could be important to you and your ability to have kids.

Do you know if you can still have them?

[dryya-the-fierce]

Dryya goes quiet, her claws going down to her abdomen temporarily before they stop. They shiver a little. All that pain, all the damage. She didn't know if Doc could've possibly repaired it all to a point of function.

"...I have Thistle..."

[soul-grand-master]

...

I'm sorry.

You can come to the sanctum and have it checked out.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"..."

Dryya keeps thinking about it. She hadn't spared it a thought before this.

"Huh? What did you say?"

[soul-grand-master]

We have doctors at the sanctum who can check to see if you can still have kids.

We have female ones if you don't like men doing it.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Not yet. Please. I think I gotta process this. And talk with Thistle. I'm sorry, I have to leave. I'm sorry."

Dryya turns around and hurried away before Hermes could see her tears.

[soul-grand-master]

...

Hermes turns around and leaves.

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I have put on a little weight, so I would take it as motivation to lose it. And your body's shape does typically align with that of fat bugs, but I apologize for my mistake. Now, what was it you wanted?"

[soul-grand-master]

Well.

I need mask shards.

I wanted to check if the tribe had any?

I will pay off course.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Unfortunately not of the variety you mean. We have plenty of masks from slain enemies, but none that make those creepy noises. We also don't wear masks."

[soul-grand-master]

Damn it.

Well, i had to ask.

A vessel i have in my care is in the need of repairing it.

Might as well ask this as well, how have you been?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I've been great! My baby finally hatched, but gosh is she a chore! I don't even know why she's crying sometimes. She's recently figured out how to move her legs a little, so the nights where we all sleep in our bed she has started poking at us."

[soul-grand-master]

Well congratulations, i've heard that parenthood is both a pain and a blessing.

But considering how big the egg was, more painful in your case.

I'm guessing that your daughter is going to be an only child?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I don't know. I'll definitely use your charm next time. It hurt like all hell, trust me. But, I don't regret it at all. My daughter is beautiful and I would have endured double the pain for her."

[soul-grand-master]

Why yes, we are soon finishing up the set up for it, so come up to us if you and Thistle wish for a new kid.

I will need to know if it's okay if you two don't mind actually using it in the sanctum?

I don't want to loose it.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Well, yes. Your charm, your rules. But it will be years before we even consider that. Ivy-Belle is an ordeal on her own. She peed on the floor today and I slipped in it. Not very fun."

[soul-grand-master]

Are you sure you didn't get a pet tiktik?

[dryya-the-fierce]

Dryya sighs.

"She's no tiktik. She's just a hatchling. She doesn't know any better."

[soul-grand-master]

Have you heard of diapers?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"We don't do that here. That's disgusting! Imagine having to wear your own waste!"

[soul-grand-master]

You would rather have it be on the ground?

You mantids are a strange kind.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"We have outhouses! We're tribal, but we're not savages."

[soul-grand-master]

Alright...

I just thought of something that could be important to you and your ability to have kids.

Do you know if you can still have them?

[dryya-the-fierce]

Dryya goes quiet, her claws going down to her abdomen temporarily before they stop. They shiver a little. All that pain, all the damage. She didn't know if Doc could've possibly repaired it all to a point of function.

"...I have Thistle..."

[soul-grand-master]

...

I'm sorry.

You can come to the sanctum and have it checked out.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"..."

Dryya keeps thinking about it. She hadn't spared it a thought before this.

"Huh? What did you say?"

[soul-grand-master]

We have doctors at the sanctum who can check to see if you can still have kids.

We have female ones if you don't like men doing it.

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I have put on a little weight, so I would take it as motivation to lose it. And your body's shape does typically align with that of fat bugs, but I apologize for my mistake. Now, what was it you wanted?"

[soul-grand-master]

Well.

I need mask shards.

I wanted to check if the tribe had any?

I will pay off course.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Unfortunately not of the variety you mean. We have plenty of masks from slain enemies, but none that make those creepy noises. We also don't wear masks."

[soul-grand-master]

Damn it.

Well, i had to ask.

A vessel i have in my care is in the need of repairing it.

Might as well ask this as well, how have you been?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I've been great! My baby finally hatched, but gosh is she a chore! I don't even know why she's crying sometimes. She's recently figured out how to move her legs a little, so the nights where we all sleep in our bed she has started poking at us."

[soul-grand-master]

Well congratulations, i've heard that parenthood is both a pain and a blessing.

But considering how big the egg was, more painful in your case.

I'm guessing that your daughter is going to be an only child?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I don't know. I'll definitely use your charm next time. It hurt like all hell, trust me. But, I don't regret it at all. My daughter is beautiful and I would have endured double the pain for her."

[soul-grand-master]

Why yes, we are soon finishing up the set up for it, so come up to us if you and Thistle wish for a new kid.

I will need to know if it's okay if you two don't mind actually using it in the sanctum?

I don't want to loose it.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Well, yes. Your charm, your rules. But it will be years before we even consider that. Ivy-Belle is an ordeal on her own. She peed on the floor today and I slipped in it. Not very fun."

[soul-grand-master]

Are you sure you didn't get a pet tiktik?

[dryya-the-fierce]

Dryya sighs.

"She's no tiktik. She's just a hatchling. She doesn't know any better."

[soul-grand-master]

Have you heard of diapers?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"We don't do that here. That's disgusting! Imagine having to wear your own waste!"

[soul-grand-master]

You would rather have it be on the ground?

You mantids are a strange kind.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"We have outhouses! We're tribal, but we're not savages."

[soul-grand-master]

Alright...

I just thought of something that could be important to you and your ability to have kids.

Do you know if you can still have them?

[dryya-the-fierce]

Dryya goes quiet, her claws going down to her abdomen temporarily before they stop. They shiver a little. All that pain, all the damage. She didn't know if Doc could've possibly repaired it all to a point of function.

"...I have Thistle..."

[soul-grand-master]

...

I'm sorry.

You can come to the sanctum and have it checked out.

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I have put on a little weight, so I would take it as motivation to lose it. And your body's shape does typically align with that of fat bugs, but I apologize for my mistake. Now, what was it you wanted?"

[soul-grand-master]

Well.

I need mask shards.

I wanted to check if the tribe had any?

I will pay off course.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Unfortunately not of the variety you mean. We have plenty of masks from slain enemies, but none that make those creepy noises. We also don't wear masks."

[soul-grand-master]

Damn it.

Well, i had to ask.

A vessel i have in my care is in the need of repairing it.

Might as well ask this as well, how have you been?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I've been great! My baby finally hatched, but gosh is she a chore! I don't even know why she's crying sometimes. She's recently figured out how to move her legs a little, so the nights where we all sleep in our bed she has started poking at us."

[soul-grand-master]

Well congratulations, i've heard that parenthood is both a pain and a blessing.

But considering how big the egg was, more painful in your case.

I'm guessing that your daughter is going to be an only child?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I don't know. I'll definitely use your charm next time. It hurt like all hell, trust me. But, I don't regret it at all. My daughter is beautiful and I would have endured double the pain for her."

[soul-grand-master]

Why yes, we are soon finishing up the set up for it, so come up to us if you and Thistle wish for a new kid.

I will need to know if it's okay if you two don't mind actually using it in the sanctum?

I don't want to loose it.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Well, yes. Your charm, your rules. But it will be years before we even consider that. Ivy-Belle is an ordeal on her own. She peed on the floor today and I slipped in it. Not very fun."

[soul-grand-master]

Are you sure you didn't get a pet tiktik?

[dryya-the-fierce]

Dryya sighs.

"She's no tiktik. She's just a hatchling. She doesn't know any better."

[soul-grand-master]

Have you heard of diapers?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"We don't do that here. That's disgusting! Imagine having to wear your own waste!"

[soul-grand-master]

You would rather have it be on the ground?

You mantids are a strange kind.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"We have outhouses! We're tribal, but we're not savages."

[soul-grand-master]

Alright...

I just thought of something that could be important to you and your ability to have kids.

Do you know if you can still have them?

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I have put on a little weight, so I would take it as motivation to lose it. And your body's shape does typically align with that of fat bugs, but I apologize for my mistake. Now, what was it you wanted?"

[soul-grand-master]

Well.

I need mask shards.

I wanted to check if the tribe had any?

I will pay off course.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Unfortunately not of the variety you mean. We have plenty of masks from slain enemies, but none that make those creepy noises. We also don't wear masks."

[soul-grand-master]

Damn it.

Well, i had to ask.

A vessel i have in my care is in the need of repairing it.

Might as well ask this as well, how have you been?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I've been great! My baby finally hatched, but gosh is she a chore! I don't even know why she's crying sometimes. She's recently figured out how to move her legs a little, so the nights where we all sleep in our bed she has started poking at us."

[soul-grand-master]

Well congratulations, i've heard that parenthood is both a pain and a blessing.

But considering how big the egg was, more painful in your case.

I'm guessing that your daughter is going to be an only child?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I don't know. I'll definitely use your charm next time. It hurt like all hell, trust me. But, I don't regret it at all. My daughter is beautiful and I would have endured double the pain for her."

[soul-grand-master]

Why yes, we are soon finishing up the set up for it, so come up to us if you and Thistle wish for a new kid.

I will need to know if it's okay if you two don't mind actually using it in the sanctum?

I don't want to loose it.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Well, yes. Your charm, your rules. But it will be years before we even consider that. Ivy-Belle is an ordeal on her own. She peed on the floor today and I slipped in it. Not very fun."

[soul-grand-master]

Are you sure you didn't get a pet tiktik?

[dryya-the-fierce]

Dryya sighs.

"She's no tiktik. She's just a hatchling. She doesn't know any better."

[soul-grand-master]

Have you heard of diapers?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"We don't do that here. That's disgusting! Imagine having to wear your own waste!"

[soul-grand-master]

You would rather have it be on the ground?

You mantids are a strange kind.

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I have put on a little weight, so I would take it as motivation to lose it. And your body's shape does typically align with that of fat bugs, but I apologize for my mistake. Now, what was it you wanted?"

[soul-grand-master]

Well.

I need mask shards.

I wanted to check if the tribe had any?

I will pay off course.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Unfortunately not of the variety you mean. We have plenty of masks from slain enemies, but none that make those creepy noises. We also don't wear masks."

[soul-grand-master]

Damn it.

Well, i had to ask.

A vessel i have in my care is in the need of repairing it.

Might as well ask this as well, how have you been?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I've been great! My baby finally hatched, but gosh is she a chore! I don't even know why she's crying sometimes. She's recently figured out how to move her legs a little, so the nights where we all sleep in our bed she has started poking at us."

[soul-grand-master]

Well congratulations, i've heard that parenthood is both a pain and a blessing.

But considering how big the egg was, more painful in your case.

I'm guessing that your daughter is going to be an only child?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I don't know. I'll definitely use your charm next time. It hurt like all hell, trust me. But, I don't regret it at all. My daughter is beautiful and I would have endured double the pain for her."

[soul-grand-master]

Why yes, we are soon finishing up the set up for it, so come up to us if you and Thistle wish for a new kid.

I will need to know if it's okay if you two don't mind actually using it in the sanctum?

I don't want to loose it.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Well, yes. Your charm, your rules. But it will be years before we even consider that. Ivy-Belle is an ordeal on her own. She peed on the floor today and I slipped in it. Not very fun."

[soul-grand-master]

Are you sure you didn't get a pet tiktik?

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I have put on a little weight, so I would take it as motivation to lose it. And your body's shape does typically align with that of fat bugs, but I apologize for my mistake. Now, what was it you wanted?"

[soul-grand-master]

Well.

I need mask shards.

I wanted to check if the tribe had any?

I will pay off course.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Unfortunately not of the variety you mean. We have plenty of masks from slain enemies, but none that make those creepy noises. We also don't wear masks."

[soul-grand-master]

Damn it.

Well, i had to ask.

A vessel i have in my care is in the need of repairing it.

Might as well ask this as well, how have you been?

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I have put on a little weight, so I would take it as motivation to lose it. And your body's shape does typically align with that of fat bugs, but I apologize for my mistake. Now, what was it you wanted?"

[soul-grand-master]

Well.

I need mask shards.

I wanted to check if the tribe had any?

I will pay off course.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Unfortunately not of the variety you mean. We have plenty of masks from slain enemies, but none that make those creepy noises. We also don't wear masks."

[soul-grand-master]

Damn it.

Well, i had to ask.

A vessel i have in my care is in the need of repairing it.

Might as well ask this as well, how have you been?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I've been great! My baby finally hatched, but gosh is she a chore! I don't even know why she's crying sometimes. She's recently figured out how to move her legs a little, so the nights where we all sleep in our bed she has started poking at us."

[soul-grand-master]

Well congratulations, i've heard that parenthood is both a pain and a blessing.

But considering how big the egg was, more painful in your case.

I'm guessing that your daughter is going to be an only child?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I don't know. I'll definitely use your charm next time. It hurt like all hell, trust me. But, I don't regret it at all. My daughter is beautiful and I would have endured double the pain for her."

[soul-grand-master]

Why yes, we are soon finishing up the set up for it, so come up to us if you and Thistle wish for a new kid.

I will need to know if it's okay if you two don't mind actually using it in the sanctum?

I don't want to loose it.

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I have put on a little weight, so I would take it as motivation to lose it. And your body's shape does typically align with that of fat bugs, but I apologize for my mistake. Now, what was it you wanted?"

[soul-grand-master]

Well.

I need mask shards.

I wanted to check if the tribe had any?

I will pay off course.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Unfortunately not of the variety you mean. We have plenty of masks from slain enemies, but none that make those creepy noises. We also don't wear masks."

[soul-grand-master]

Damn it.

Well, i had to ask.

A vessel i have in my care is in the need of repairing it.

Might as well ask this as well, how have you been?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I've been great! My baby finally hatched, but gosh is she a chore! I don't even know why she's crying sometimes. She's recently figured out how to move her legs a little, so the nights where we all sleep in our bed she has started poking at us."

[soul-grand-master]

Well congratulations, i've heard that parenthood is both a pain and a blessing.

But considering how big the egg was, more painful in your case.

I'm guessing that your daughter is going to be an only child?

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I have put on a little weight, so I would take it as motivation to lose it. And your body's shape does typically align with that of fat bugs, but I apologize for my mistake. Now, what was it you wanted?"

[soul-grand-master]

Well.

I need mask shards.

I wanted to check if the tribe had any?

I will pay off course.

[dryya-the-fierce]

"Unfortunately not of the variety you mean. We have plenty of masks from slain enemies, but none that make those creepy noises. We also don't wear masks."

[soul-grand-master]

Damn it.

Well, i had to ask.

A vessel i have in my care is in the need of repairing it.

Might as well ask this as well, how have you been?

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I have put on a little weight, so I would take it as motivation to lose it. And your body's shape does typically align with that of fat bugs, but I apologize for my mistake. Now, what was it you wanted?"

[soul-grand-master]

Well.

I need mask shards.

I wanted to check if the tribe had any?

I will pay off course.

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[dryya-the-fierce]

"I have put on a little weight, so I would take it as motivation to lose it. And your body's shape does typically align with that of fat bugs, but I apologize for my mistake. Now, what was it you wanted?"

[soul-grand-master]

Well.

I need mask shards.

I wanted to check if the tribe had any?

I will pay off course.

[dryya-the-fierce]

My Lord, that fat scholar wants an audience with you.

You can hear someone from a distance

I'm not fat! >:(

@soul-grand-master

Dryya puts Ivy down and leaves the house, locking it behind her and placing the key in the spot she and Thistle had agreed to hide it. Ivy was sleeping, so she wouldn't miss her mama much.

Dryya goes to Hermes.

"You are a bit fat. You're a pillbug, correct?"

[soul-grand-master]

I'm a great silver water beetle, so no.

And i'm the average size for my kind, thank you very much.

How would you feel with me calling you fat?

[impure-vessel-official]

Hey, Holly.

I would like to see if you can help your sibling.

@soul-grand-master

[Holly looks up from some sort of documents they had been reading--logs or records made on tram construction--and squints down at Hermes. Sharply, but not in a way that's incensed. More... curious and maybe a little confused, than anything else.

In truth, they're trying to piece out what this is meant to be exactly.]

/ In what way...?

I did not think that I could help. That is why I brought them to you. /

[soul-grand-master]

Well, they need mask shards.

They resemble this thing.

Hermes pulls out the mask shar they were given to by the mask maker.

And i was hoping if you had seen any in storage?

[impure-vessel-official]

[Attention captured by the pale gleaming shard, they tilt their head forward and stare. Maybe a bit overlong before pulling back. Something about it rings at the edges of their memories. Rings enough that it doesn’t seem wholly implausible.

The shards. These things. According to various words spoken… they strengthen shells after all, do they not?

As for whether or not they had seen such a thing in the City Storage… ]

/ I did. But only one. Forsaken. Tossed somewhere and caked thick with dust.

I have no use for it. /

[They reach into their cloak, spindly fingers only rummaging around for a little before bumping against something pale and pure and coarse. They grab hold of it and extend it out to be taken.]

/ So. You may have it instead.

May it truly be of assistance in seeing their plight alleviated. /

[soul-grand-master]

Hermes grabs it quickly

Thank you, from me and your sibling...

Do they have a name?

I should have asked before.

[impure-vessel-official]

[They think on the question for a moment, trying to dredge up the requested information, before shaking their head.]

/ They do not.

Or if they do… they have elected not to inform me when questioned about it.

…

I would presume the former though.

Our perceived nature. The purpose for which we were created. It saw to it that we would be denied such things.

My parents. They did not even name me themselves. It is my sister in half parts that I give credit. For the nickname imparted when she was young and found my full title to be… tedious… /

[Holly trails off, warm memories springing to mind momentarily, before focusing anew.]

/ Perhaps you can name them.

This. Or a book of names may be in order. To read out to them and see what appeals... /

[soul-grand-master]

I'll have to think on it...

For now it's gonna be kid i guess?

Anyways, i'll have to see the market for the rest of the pieces.

I have a question for you.

[impure-vessel-official]

/ If they do not protest it…

… then I suppose that there is little harm in using “kid” as a placeholder. Only until they find a name that they can truly embrace as their own. /

[A pause. One punctuated by a curious yet brief tilt of their head.]

/ A question. What would you ask me? /

[soul-grand-master]

Why?

Why do you help this kingdom?

A very large amount of the people living here doesn't really care about you or what you went through.

They didn't care about the sacrifice you made for them.

So why do you help this kingdom despite that?

[impure-vessel-official]

[At first... silence.

What they had glimpsed before, through use of the dreamnail upon Hermes in testing it out, cycles back through their mind. And then, further back yet, the attempted taunting by that wretch.

False words. Untruths. And yet, there's something there yet.

They don't think that anyone holds disdain for them. They are royalty after all, uncomfortable and odd as that fact (still) sits with them. They remain Pale; of... divine standing they suppose.

The bugs can't.

So much time has passed, centuries upon centuries upon centuries, that there aren't many still alive today that would remember days of old. That could remember what their statue, long since demolished by a confrontation, stood for. And much of the population now is from the City of Steel. What cause would they have to know about any of this...?

Only neutrality can be felt.

And yet, Holly finds that it bothers them none.

Several new images cycle through their mind. Of what they had seen of the lands upon emerging. Of what connections had been forged with others. Of the value… the gravity… the odd sort of beauty seen of the city from high above; when they had flown for the very first time proper.

They aren’t desperate to be remembered. They don’t seek to be revered. To have others throw themselves at their feet.

They aren’t like… far too many Higher Beings.

They are what they have always been.

A knight.

Not hollow. Not by the will of another.

But as their own bug.

Holly straightens up; standing tall and proper.]

/ It is my knight's oath.

It is also simply my personal convictions.

To assist. To use what power and ability I have to see to it that burdens are eased. Lifted. So that this kingdom can be truly worthy of being called “home” by bugs.

I think that it is an effort well spent.

To me, there is great value in life in and of itself. Life that I would like to see flourish and change. To see what it can truly become when it is at its best.

I think that it is the right thing to do.

Vanity has no place in that.

My oath... my personal convictions, those do not hinge upon whether or not others recognize the weight of that sacrifice or whether or not I receive rewards or accolades for what I do now. /

[They hunch now so as to better look at Hermes.]

/ Do you not run that hospital for similar reasons…? /

[soul-grand-master]

It's to redeem myself.

For all the terrible things i have done.

Stealing from people, Killing people, torturing people..

Parts of me think i can never do it.

Despite that, i try to do it either way.

And the sanctum.

I want to make sure something like what Albert did to it never happens again.

And when the Curse happened, i felt how it is to help others, and it felt good.

[impure-vessel-official]

/ I think that there is value in that.

In the remorse felt. In the effort put forth even when doubts close in on you.

In trying.

Is that not all anyone can truly do…?

.

.

The lives stolen. You cannot take it back. Those bugs are gone because of what you, various others, and the old Soul Master did.

That is an objective fact.

The same applies to the other crimes cited.

But, you can make it better now. Be better now.

That is something that places you above her.

She can change, but will not. You did.

You saw the cruelty of what you were doing and ceased. You have been working a great deal since then to rectify the wrongdoings of the past.

Stand tall Grand Master Hermes.

In this, there is much pride to be had. /

[soul-grand-master]

Hermes is starting to tear up.

...

Hermes, not beingable to handle it, teleports away.

[impure-vessel-official]

Hey, Holly.

I would like to see if you can help your sibling.

@soul-grand-master

[Holly looks up from some sort of documents they had been reading--logs or records made on tram construction--and squints down at Hermes. Sharply, but not in a way that's incensed. More... curious and maybe a little confused, than anything else.

In truth, they're trying to piece out what this is meant to be exactly.]

/ In what way...?

I did not think that I could help. That is why I brought them to you. /

[soul-grand-master]

Well, they need mask shards.

They resemble this thing.

Hermes pulls out the mask shar they were given to by the mask maker.

And i was hoping if you had seen any in storage?

[impure-vessel-official]

[Attention captured by the pale gleaming shard, they tilt their head forward and stare. Maybe a bit overlong before pulling back. Something about it rings at the edges of their memories. Rings enough that it doesn’t seem wholly implausible.

The shards. These things. According to various words spoken… they strengthen shells after all, do they not?

As for whether or not they had seen such a thing in the City Storage… ]

/ I did. But only one. Forsaken. Tossed somewhere and caked thick with dust.

I have no use for it. /

[They reach into their cloak, spindly fingers only rummaging around for a little before bumping against something pale and pure and coarse. They grab hold of it and extend it out to be taken.]

/ So. You may have it instead.

May it truly be of assistance in seeing their plight alleviated. /

[soul-grand-master]

Hermes grabs it quickly

Thank you, from me and your sibling...

Do they have a name?

I should have asked before.

[impure-vessel-official]

[They think on the question for a moment, trying to dredge up the requested information, before shaking their head.]

/ They do not.

Or if they do… they have elected not to inform me when questioned about it.

…

I would presume the former though.

Our perceived nature. The purpose for which we were created. It saw to it that we would be denied such things.

My parents. They did not even name me themselves. It is my sister in half parts that I give credit. For the nickname imparted when she was young and found my full title to be… tedious… /

[Holly trails off, warm memories springing to mind momentarily, before focusing anew.]

/ Perhaps you can name them.

This. Or a book of names may be in order. To read out to them and see what appeals... /

[soul-grand-master]

I'll have to think on it...

For now it's gonna be kid i guess?

Anyways, i'll have to see the market for the rest of the pieces.

I have a question for you.

[impure-vessel-official]

/ If they do not protest it…

… then I suppose that there is little harm in using “kid” as a placeholder. Only until they find a name that they can truly embrace as their own. /

[A pause. One punctuated by a curious yet brief tilt of their head.]

/ A question. What would you ask me? /

[soul-grand-master]

Why?

Why do you help this kingdom?

A very large amount of the people living here doesn't really care about you or what you went through.

They didn't care about the sacrifice you made for them.

So why do you help this kingdom despite that?

[impure-vessel-official]

[At first... silence.

What they had glimpsed before, through use of the dreamnail upon Hermes in testing it out, cycles back through their mind. And then, further back yet, the attempted taunting by that wretch.

False words. Untruths. And yet, there's something there yet.

They don't think that anyone holds disdain for them. They are royalty after all, uncomfortable and odd as that fact (still) sits with them. They remain Pale; of... divine standing they suppose.

The bugs can't.

So much time has passed, centuries upon centuries upon centuries, that there aren't many still alive today that would remember days of old. That could remember what their statue, long since demolished by a confrontation, stood for. And much of the population now is from the City of Steel. What cause would they have to know about any of this...?

Only neutrality can be felt.

And yet, Holly finds that it bothers them none.

Several new images cycle through their mind. Of what they had seen of the lands upon emerging. Of what connections had been forged with others. Of the value… the gravity… the odd sort of beauty seen of the city from high above; when they had flown for the very first time proper.

They aren’t desperate to be remembered. They don’t seek to be revered. To have others throw themselves at their feet.

They aren’t like… far too many Higher Beings.

They are what they have always been.

A knight.

Not hollow. Not by the will of another.

But as their own bug.

Holly straightens up; standing tall and proper.]

/ It is my knight's oath.

It is also simply my personal convictions.

To assist. To use what power and ability I have to see to it that burdens are eased. Lifted. So that this kingdom can be truly worthy of being called “home” by bugs.

I think that it is an effort well spent.

To me, there is great value in life in and of itself. Life that I would like to see flourish and change. To see what it can truly become when it is at its best.

I think that it is the right thing to do.

Vanity has no place in that.

My oath... my personal convictions, those do not hinge upon whether or not others recognize the weight of that sacrifice or whether or not I receive rewards or accolades for what I do now. /

[They hunch now so as to better look at Hermes.]

/ Do you not run that hospital for similar reasons…? /

[soul-grand-master]

It's to redeem myself.

For all the terrible things i have done.

Stealing from people, Killing people, torturing people..

Parts of me think i can never do it.

Despite that, i try to do it either way.

And the sanctum.

I want to make sure something like what Albert did to it never happens again.

And when the Curse happened, i felt how it is to help others, and it felt good.

[impure-vessel-official]

Hey, Holly.

I would like to see if you can help your sibling.

@soul-grand-master

[Holly looks up from some sort of documents they had been reading--logs or records made on tram construction--and squints down at Hermes. Sharply, but not in a way that's incensed. More... curious and maybe a little confused, than anything else.

In truth, they're trying to piece out what this is meant to be exactly.]

/ In what way...?

I did not think that I could help. That is why I brought them to you. /

[soul-grand-master]

Well, they need mask shards.

They resemble this thing.

Hermes pulls out the mask shar they were given to by the mask maker.

And i was hoping if you had seen any in storage?

[impure-vessel-official]

[Attention captured by the pale gleaming shard, they tilt their head forward and stare. Maybe a bit overlong before pulling back. Something about it rings at the edges of their memories. Rings enough that it doesn’t seem wholly implausible.

The shards. These things. According to various words spoken… they strengthen shells after all, do they not?

As for whether or not they had seen such a thing in the City Storage… ]

/ I did. But only one. Forsaken. Tossed somewhere and caked thick with dust.

I have no use for it. /

[They reach into their cloak, spindly fingers only rummaging around for a little before bumping against something pale and pure and coarse. They grab hold of it and extend it out to be taken.]

/ So. You may have it instead.

May it truly be of assistance in seeing their plight alleviated. /

[soul-grand-master]

Hermes grabs it quickly

Thank you, from me and your sibling...

Do they have a name?

I should have asked before.

[impure-vessel-official]

[They think on the question for a moment, trying to dredge up the requested information, before shaking their head.]

/ They do not.

Or if they do… they have elected not to inform me when questioned about it.

…

I would presume the former though.

Our perceived nature. The purpose for which we were created. It saw to it that we would be denied such things.

My parents. They did not even name me themselves. It is my sister in half parts that I give credit. For the nickname imparted when she was young and found my full title to be… tedious… /

[Holly trails off, warm memories springing to mind momentarily, before focusing anew.]

/ Perhaps you can name them.

This. Or a book of names may be in order. To read out to them and see what appeals... /

[soul-grand-master]

I'll have to think on it...

For now it's gonna be kid i guess?

Anyways, i'll have to see the market for the rest of the pieces.

I have a question for you.

[impure-vessel-official]

/ If they do not protest it…

… then I suppose that there is little harm in using “kid” as a placeholder. Only until they find a name that they can truly embrace as their own. /

[A pause. One punctuated by a curious yet brief tilt of their head.]

/ A question. What would you ask me? /

[soul-grand-master]

Why?

Why do you help this kingdom?

A very large amount of the people living here doesn't really care about you or what you went through.

They didn't care about the sacrifice you made for them.

So why do you help this kingdom despite that?