Praise the Sun

Elros Vicelor Affliated with Stella City

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nonalcoholicyakuza :

That dude still keeps going on and on about being like an elf and shit? You know what? Fuck it. The goddamn sheep talk here, so if this guy claims to be a half-elf and a holy wizard or whatever, fine. That doesn’t mean Fuyuhiko believes him or has to do so, but he’s sure others would be more than glad to.

“… Hah?”

What was troubling this city? Shit, he had no idea what was troubling the city, but he sure know what trouble he himself had with the city!

“Listen, I don’t know shit about what’s wrong with this place, other than it being really fucking weird. Everyone just sort of wakes up here one day all of a sudden, and there’s fucking sheep everywhere, and they have weird civil servants and like weird things.”

What was actually wrong here though? Apart from the fact people just randomly wake up here without being asked properly in advance or knowing why they’re here, what was really going wrong? There was no huge underground crime ring Fuyuhiko knew of (and he would’ve know if there was), there are no people in extreme suffering (maybe just in mildly uncomfortable situations), and if you tried you could easily live out a decent life here.

Not that he wanted to, but you could.

“It’s fucking weird, but nothing’s going particularly wrong that I know of.”

Elros’ face expressed mild bewilderment when Fuyuhiko shared it was normal for people to wake up at Stella City with no explanation for their sudden arrival. Elros hadn’t yet realized he might not be the only one to find himself here suddenly, so hearing this from Fuyuhhiko was an eye opener. It was so much of an eye opener even, that he had to rest his eyes for a bit.

“That’s... troublesome, but I’m not sure if I could somehow make this city and its residences less..... weird.” Would Elros have been in Stella City a while longer, he might have been more self-aware and realized he was only making this problem worse by adding more weirdness to the city. 

Having very little left to say about all of this, Elros shook his head before opening his eyes and looking Fuyuhiko over once more. The half-elf had been about to say his goodbyes when he noticed something particular about the other. 

“Your eyepatch has an intriguing design. It’s a white oriental dragon, is it not?”

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collectingstars :

Dyna examines the items in question – that was a scroll, but what were those words on it? And that was…a twig? At least the mirror and the brush seemed familiar enough. But wait, what was….

“A Salamance? Or a Charizard? Or something else…?” He inquires; he has not judgement about the latter carrying it around, but it does pipe his interest. “But no, none of these are good for map making. Do you want to go to the bazaar? I should aim to do some more shopping while I’m out, anyway.”

Mainly for Sascha, mind – he was her servant, through and through – but he did want to see if there was anything of interest to take in. There was so many things in this world he’d love to examine and take apart, given the means to.

Elros had already been putting his belongings back into his pouch when Dyna asked him about the wooden dragon toy he carried with him. Being more than just a little found of it, Elros couldn’t help by smile as it received some attention.

“It’s supposed to be a dragon. I acquired it during my travels.” Much like monks, clerics had very little reason to yearn for material possessions, but Elros found himself unable to give the kid’s toy away. It was one of the small pleasures he allowed himself. “If you would like you could have a closer look at it.”

Elros didn’t hesitate to offer Dyna the wooden dragon. It’s previous owner must have been small (be it because they had been young or because of their race), for the toy could easily be balanced on the palm of your hand. Elros liked it that way. A small pleasure should be just that: small. 

“If you know of a place where we could buy writing utensils we should head there. Mapping your surroundings out is essential for surviving in an unfamiliar place.”

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What's a god to a non-believer?

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In Elros’ search for answers, he had lost track of time. How many times had the sun risen and set without Sarenrae’s words to guide him through the day and night? It was disheartening, really, but even so Elros continued to pray to the sun goddess every day. 

Something bigger than him was at play here. He had realized that much, but without Sarenrae guidance he wasn’t so sure what his next step should be. There was little he could do but continue to try and do good in her name. It was for that reason he was exploring this strange city once again to offer his help to those who seemed in need of it. 

However, nothing could have prepared him for what he would come across on his travels. At first he thought the floating triangle to be an artifact or some sorts, but when he saw it staring right back at him there was no doubt in his mind that he was dealing with a living being. His hand resting on the  hilt of his scimitar, he approached the creature carefully. 

“Friend or foe?”

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lucyyoursticks :

“N-no, that’s quite alright. I…I shouldn’t touch other people’s hair. It was rude of me.”

Haha. Yet another embarrassing situation for Lucina Lastname. She truly couldn’t escape these nowadays. Looking away from the man, she replied to his questions.

“But I am skilled at using the sword, if this is what you’re asking.”

Being asked about Falchion, though? It was a little bit of a surprise. Her finger glided over the scabbard. “Oh, this sword…it’s the sword of legend, Falchion. It is said to have been crafted from the body of the goddess Naga, ages ago.”

It felt like she just had this sword conversation not too long ago with another special boy. This one seemed of a different upbringing than Hajime… probably a little tougher, too.

Talking about this served to make Lucina forget about her prior embarrassment. Just who was this person? A warrior from another realm?

“Naga?!” While that name did ring a bell for Elros, it wasn’t one of the positive kind. “Surely you aren’t speaking of the wormfolk? The large, sinuous snakes with humanoid heads?”

To call such a thing a goddess would be blasphemy. Elros, however, couldn’t argue the logic that craving a blade from such a dangerous monster would make for a legendary sword. 

“I thought we might be from the same world, but it seems I was jumping to conclusions. I’m from Golarion, where are you from?”

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Goddamn Millennials

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knifebones :

“Yeah, I’ve got one, it’s a must-have for any trainer after all! That’s why everyone here has one, I bet! …Though I haven’t seen anyone use it to scan anything” Sascha says, pulling hers out and clicking the ‘on’ button.

The device itself….. is definitely not the sort of thing that others around here are seen carrying. Unlike a sleek, slim smartphone, this device is rather chunky, clearly designed to withstand a lot more force and trauma than your typical smartphone. It does light up, and it does make a variety of noises, but that’s about where the similarities seem to end. 

Sascha’s not a very smart girl.

After turning it on, she looks up at Elros, looks back down at the device, and then points it at him, hitting a button. The Pokedex makes a couple contemplative noises before emitting a ‘bing!’”. Congratulations, you lucky boy, you’ve been scanned! She eagerly looks as the results, but then frowns, disappointed.

“Awww, you’re not secretly some sort of cool pokemon in disguise. Boooring” she mutters, a little quieter.

Ah, more terms that confused Elros greatly. Trainer, pokemon...? It was hard keeping up with all of this, whatever this was. Elros was starting to get a headache from it, but sees as this girl had been as kind as to take her Pokedex out for him he should have a look. 

“Hmm... Strange, I don’t sense any magic from it.” How could such a thing be? The names on display told him nothing, nor did the numbers. “How does it work? Do you know?”

It was then that Elros realized he had yet to introduce himself. Being the gentleman that he was(?) he had been about to hold the other’s hands in his as he did his introduction, but seeing as she was already holding the Pokedex in her hands he gently placed one elegant hand on his chest instead.

“I’m Elros Vicelor, one of Sarenrae’s dedicated followers. If you need my help I’ll be happy to come to your aid.”

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collectingstars :

So the world was more magic based, like Lumina? A good thing to note, though then again, Lumina had vehicles there too, didn’t it? “Here, technology is a lot more common than magic.” Dyna tries to explain, “there’s a stronger handle on being able to use it to create transportation, though it’s usually made with metal…” Technology wasn’t exact Dyna’s strong suit, so finding a good explanation was proving to be challenging. 

“It might be easier if you saw one.” The boy offers. “I’m sure we could find some in a parking lot…” Maybe the market’s? Or Moonpie. “I could draw it too-”

Oh shoot. He searches through his belongings, and shrugs as he lacks the materials – or at least pretends to. “A..Uhm…I..well, I can’t draw it or the map! Oh well, guess we can’t do this, huh. Whoops.” He’s trying really hard to brush off the concept of drawing and writing – but oh gods, he’s bad at lying once he knows he’s slipped a fact or two out. 

Truth be told, he’s been keeping a notepad and pen with the idea of trying to learn, but oh he really doesn’t know where to start.

Elros would start feeling like even more of a fool if he continued to repeat words he was unfamiliar with, so instead of saying it out loud he just thought ‘Parking lot?’ to himself. This city and world was so different from his own that it was a bit overwhelming. He would take everything one step at a time, the first step now being mapping their surroundings out. 

“You don’t have any writing utensils? I fear I won’t have any either, but let me check my belongings to make sure.” 

Elros retrieved a small pouch that was attached to the robes around his waist and started taking things out. A scroll for waking the dead, a wand for light healing, a holy symbol of Sarenrae, a wooden dragon toy, a mirror, a brush and some coin were the only things he was carrying with him. 

“Hm... I don’t think any of these items are useful in this situation. If only we could find a merchant that sells the wears we need.” 

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▓ = caught stealing their belongings

Elros watches wordlessly as the ‘Pokedex girl’ takes his crumbled map and runs off. He’s not sure why she would want to have such a thing (other than to make fun of his drawings skills, maybe), but if she wanted it that badly just asking for it would have sufficed. 

“This city truly is strange, as are its citizens.”

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The girl cackles, as she flees from her target. “I did it! I scored big time! I’m gonna be sooooooo rich, look at all this-”

Sascha unfolds what she’s taken, stopping in place, staring at it.

It’s just a piece of paper with some shitty suns on it.

“Hey! This isn’t a wad of cash! This is just some crumpled up paper! I’ve been tricked!!”

“You tricked me, you lied to me, you’re so rude!!!”

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lucyyoursticks :

The Starlight Garden was always a good place to relax– and gods, did she need all the relaxing she could get. Her studies were a little hectic at the moment.

For some reason, the garden was really busy today. A lot of the benches were already taken; she was lucky to find one with a free spot. It was usually not her style to bother strangers, but the man sitting there didn’t seem to mind. He did seem a little out of it though.

After a few minutes passed, she felt a little bump on her shoulder. She turned to see the same man’s body gently leaning on her. He seemed to be hovering between wake and sleep…

Surprising even herself, she found her hands to be playing with his long, soft hair. Ahh…this silky smooth blond hair… It reminded her of someone she knew from her original home.

“Oh.” This was most certainly not the person she knew from back then. This was a completely different man! Lucina could feel her face flush as she promptly removed her hand from his hair, backing off as far as the bench would allow…which wasn’t much.

“A…a cleric? N-no, I’m sorry, you aren’t talking to a paladin…I…” She fumbled through her words, but then took a deep breath. “I apologize. This was weird of me.”

Why did embarrassing stuff just keep happening to her. Naga, please save her…

Elros chuckled, his eyes smiling as he watched a flush of color rise to her cheeks. Something about this young woman’s presence was different from the other people Elros had met in Stella City so far. Her attire reminded him of his world, Golarion. It felt familiair, somehow. 

“If not a paladin then a fighter, perhaps?” Elros glanced her over and noticed she was carrying quite the impressive sword with her. “Your blade... where was it made? Could it be dwarven forged?” 

Elros’ scimitar paled in comparison. A blade was a blade, however. As long as his blade was sharp enough to end his foe’s lives and suffering in one strike there was nothing else he could wish for.

“It’s alright, I did not mind in the slightest. If you are feeling like breading my hair you have my permission.”

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▓ = caught stealing their belongings

Elros watches wordlessly as the ‘Pokedex girl’ takes his crumbled map and runs off. He’s not sure why she would want to have such a thing (other than to make fun of his drawings skills, maybe), but if she wanted it that badly just asking for it would have sufficed. 

“This city truly is strange, as are its citizens.”

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↱ !

↱ = being lost with them 

“.........My deepest apologies. I fear we have been walking in circles. My drawing ability isn’t the best, making my map useless. It’s better I dispose of it.”

Elros quickly crumbled the paper and stuffed it into his robes. Unknown(?) to Dyna, the real reason they had lost their way was because Elros had been too busy drawing tiny suns on the corners of the paper to keep up with drawing all of their surroundings. 

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Hello. Δ = playing with their hair .

Finding the lack of Sarenrae’s presence more than just a bit concerning, Elros hadn’t been getting much sleep over the past few days. As such he had allowed himself to close his eyes for a bit and enjoy the sun while sitting on a bench near a place which he had been told was named ‘Starlight Garden’. 

He had almost fallen asleep when suddenly he felt something or someone touching his hair. Opening his eyes and looking over his shoulder, his gaze met that of a young woman’s. 

“Can I help you, Miss?” Elros smiled, being a bit unsure why she was playing with his hair still yet paying it little mind. “Do you need a cleric to accompany you on your on journey? I have to be speaking with a paladin, yes?”

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✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood dust off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

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nonalcoholicyakuza :

“… I don’t know where you think you’re from, but at least as far as I’m aware, elves sure ain’t a thing, let alone a half-elf.”

He was almost starting to doubt that this person was just really into their role just like Gundam had been, but someone who genuinely believed this. What’s next, actual dragons?

“Listen… None of those things make any sense to me. None of those whatevers you named are actual things were I’m from. Once again, are you really sure you didn’t hit your damn head or some shit?”

Jesus, this guy just didn’t know when to quit, did he? Yeah yeah, keep spouting that garbage. I’m sure if you try hard enough, you’ll get to convince Fuyuhiko you’re from some other place or something. Maybe. He’d met a talking fox before, so, who says you can’t?

“Anyways, I ain’t no damn half-halfling, whatever that is… I’m just a human.”

You know? Like most people are?

“… And the name is Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu.”

“............It seems we are not quite on the same page. I can think of little to no reasons for you to not believe me on my word, but doubt me as you wish. If you are set in your ways, then so be it.”

In Elros’ mind all his explanations made perfect sense, so that could only mean this ‘Fuyuhiko’ chose not to believe him. Whatever the reason was  Sarenrae had had in mind for him by sending him here, trying to prove to this human that he was a half-elf and cleric clearly wasn’t it. 

“Well, no matter. If you could humor me for just a moment longer I would like to ask you this: what is troubling this city? If you’re not in need of help yourself, then surely you must know about someone else or something bigger that could use my assistance?”

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collectingstars :

It’s not surprising that Iwama was unfamiliar – after all, the elevators that were there weren’t operated by people! “Yeah, it’s tough, but we’ve grown tough from it. Having easy means of getting around makes it less of a hassle.” Means being himself, but..he holds that topic off for now.

Dyna can’t recall ever hearing about Golarion, but considering the number of worlds he and Sascha traveled to – just Lumina and Stella City – it’s not all too surprising there. He’ll have to ask more, but first…

“To be honest, I don’t know a lot about this world, but I can make theories based on the places I have been to.” He eyes glance over to the streets. “For example, this city has a lot of technology I’m familiar with, but when it comes to transportation, they seem to craft objects to ride, rather than have creatures assist them.” 

Focusing his attention back to Elros, he places a hand on his chin. “It’s a pretty safe place from what I can tell, though it baffles me that I couldn’t find a map of the city, nor a map of this world. It makes understanding this place…slightly tricky.”

Elros understood hardship all to well. It saddened him to hear Dyna had grown up in difficult circumstances. Elros’ world was unfair, but so was Dyna’s, it seemed. There was nothing Elros could do but to continue to do good in Sarenrae’s name to fight the unjust he came across on his travels.

The very moment Dyna started talking about the technology in Stella City, Elros was even more lost then before. 

“How do you mean?” A horseless wagon that moved was unheard of. Perhaps such a thing could be achieved if a high-level imbue bard, cleric or witch were to cast a spell to imbue a wagon with mobility and a semblance of life, but even then it would just act on its own will. “Could you please elaborate on that? With magic such a thing might be achievable, but with technology...?” 

Elros highly doubted such a thing was possible, but if it turned out it was real he would like to see it. Being able to move freely without the use of animals or magic did sound intriguing to someone who had almost gone everywhere on foot.

 “Oh my, without a map finding our way around the city will be difficult. Would you happen to be carrying paper, ink and an inkpen with you? We should make an attempt to map out our surrounding.”

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Goddamn Millennials

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knifebones :

Sascha wasn’t exactly a smart individual. Nor did she come from a world that had particularly impressive technology.

Nor was she one to mind her own business. So when she sees a man–wow, that is one beautiful boy, she takes note of that–looking about, she not only takes notice, but has the audacity to interject with her own answer.

After all, she has to prove how impressive she is to everyone! The thief has to make an impression.

“It’s goooootta be a Pokedex, right? It lights up, and makes all sorts of sounds and chimes, and people are always staring at it and looking things up!” She answers, nodding and crossing her arms, looking both proud of herself and proud of her absolutely totally wrong explanation. “It’s gotta be.”

Sarenrae had to be watching over Elros still for suddenly a friendly girl approached him and started explaining things to him. Surely this would help him get a better grip on his situation, even if the explication that had been given to him made very little sense to him.

“A ‘Pokedex’ you say? Could be... I’m in no position to say for I’m not familiair with them. I wonder how it works. At first glance I can’t detect any magic from them, but that’s strange... There has to be a light spell involved, I’m certain.”

Additional research would be needed. Looking at these Pokedex from afar didn’t give Elros enough information to go by. If only he had one in his possession. 

“Would you happen to own one of these Pokedex? I’m curious to see how it works.”

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nonalcoholicyakuza :

“A fucking what now.”

A cleric? The hell did that mean? Was he some weirdo who was way into his videogames? No no, I’m not a wizard, I’m a cleric! Isn’t it just the same damn thing in the end? Regardless, this dude was way too calm given the circumstances. The hell did he come from to be okay with all this?

“What do you even mean with a half-elf.” Listen, as far as Fuyuhiko was concerned, the only people that existed were humans. Elves were just in videogames and fantasy stories, not in real life.

Then again, this place had talking sheep; but at least sheep actually existed y’know! Even if they didn’t talk! Sheep weren’t imaginary.

“Listen, I have no fucking idea what you’re on about. The hell is a cleric, and the hell is a half-elf..? Dare I even ask what a Sarenrae is?”

Well, he assumed it was something religious, since this guy - Elros, apparently - said he was a dedicated follower of Sarenrae, but it didn’t really say much more than that. So in the end, Fuyuhiko couldn’t make an accurate judgement of what kind of person he was dealing with. Someone just totally into their roleplaying? A religious nut? Or maybe… Chuunibyou?!

“You sure you didn’t hit your fucking head or something?”

Had this half-halfing been living under a rock? What was he going to ask next, why the sun comes up every morning? Elros hadn’t lost his patience just yet, but this half-halfing was certainly testing it. 

“I’m a cleric, a warrior-priest if you will. I’m also a half-elf which, as the name implies, means that I have elven and human blood. I have an elf mother and an half-elf father, if that means anything to you.” 

Never would Elros have thought he would have to explain himself like this. Even Goblins had asked him more sensible questions in the past and they only managed to form full sentences half of the time. 

“Sarenrae is the deity I worship. She is a goddess of redemption, healing, and temperance. Every morning at the break of dawn, I to pray to her to be granted the power to cast spells so I can do good in her name. What else is there you would like to know? How long it takes me to brush my hair? My estimated life span? If you’ve got no more questions for me then I have some for you. You must have a name, yes? And if you’re not an half-halfing, then surely you are something else? Enlighten me.”

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The…the what now? Dyna blinks at the unfamiliar words. Gnome? Fey Realm? How unusual. The last thing he expected was someone mistaken his world for another world. 

“…. I don’t know what world you’re talking about. However, to think that you’ve been in contact with worlds aside from your own already…” 

Well, somehow, you’ve gotten Dyna very curious. “…in any case, the world I come from is not this ‘First World.’ I am Dyna, from Iwama, a world built around an endless desert….oh, but my method of travel wasn’t forced. I simply go where my leader goes.”

Of course, now that they were here, their ‘transportation’ was nowhere in sight. Typical Sundae, they were probably spying behind a tree or something. 

“….you don’t need to help me.” He waves a hand dismissively; he’s small, yeah, but he can do whatever he wants! Probably. “That being said, I am curious about your world. I wouldn’t mind exchanging more information.”

Maybe he can help you solve the mystery of other modern things….

Elros was wrong yet again? This certainly was disastrous for his ego. He thought himself to be very knowledgeable and well-read, but clearly there was still a lot he didn’t know. 

“A pleasure to make your acquaintance, Dyna. I’m unfamiliar with this ‘Iwama’ you speak of, but a world built around an endless desert does sound interesting to say the least. I imagine survival must have been a daily struggle in these circumstances.” 

Elros had faced many dangers on his journeys, both man-made and natural. However, he was fortunate enough to say that he had never been forced to travel through a desert. As much as he loved the sun and he praised her, he needed water to survive like any other living being. 

“Certainly, I wouldn’t mind sharing with you what I know about Golarion, the world that I’m from, but could you perhaps answer a few of my questions first? You seem to know more about Stella City. What... is this place? I’ve never seen anything like it.”