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@spool-bearer
Quick guide to my formating:
" " <- direct speech
( ) <- character's thoughts
[ ] <- regular text
{ } <- non-rp jibber-jabber
Characters are color-coded (press the names for the ref sheets and bios):
Ariadna
Tariel
Anyone, who's identity was not revealed yet
[For those waiting for the Picnic I have to ask to wait a bit more until I'm done with my annual finals.
Thank you for your patience.
The Picnic will start approximately on Tuesday]
[Tariel phases through the door of the cellar to check up on Qabil and Habil. One of the perks of being a ghost - there is no need to open squeeking doors unless you want to carry something in or out of the room.]
(Please be asleep, please be asleep)
{@spool-bearer}
*Qabil was wide awake as Tariel phased through the door, Habil on the other hand was sleeping, his head resting on his brother's shoulders.*
Qabil: .... Qabil: If you come to pull out another of my teeth I hope you have more of that yarrow..
"No. And I'm sorry to do this in front of your. . . Boyfriend? Lover? I can see you two are close. Though, you have to be more kind to Habil. He cares a lot about you."
"I'm actually here to bring news. We killed Marchosias. His heart devoured by Cold Mother."
*Qabil eyes slightly widen by this news, slouching back.*
Qabil: We are brothers, for starters..
Qabil: Secondly....hmm.
"Apologies, even semi-healthy sibling relationships are... alien to me. Anyhow, do you know what you will do now?"
Qabil: Well, I don't know Qabil: Pretty sure Byleth will *officially* take the role as leader, but thats assuming he's not going to be killed or something.
*Qabil sighed, Habil drowsily waking up.*
Habil: Wha- what's going on?
Qabil: Marchosias is dead Hab..
Habil: Ooh... :(
"As far as I know, Byleth is being treated at the moment."
[Tariel is silent for a second, choosing his next words carefully]
"I will call our High Priest to look at you and decide your fate from after he's in condition to do so. I'm sure I can vouch for Habil's relative innocence but as for you."
[He turns to the brown wolf]
"I need you to answer a couple questions for me to make up my mind about you. First:
What is the reason you chose to follow the Free Pack? Make sure to answer truthfully and wholly."
[Tariel made a great emphasis on the last word.]
Qabil: It was better than being in Kallamar's blasted cult…
He scowled, angry and bitter as he recalls memories.
Qabil: Habil and I were meant to be sacrifices for the betterment of the god of pestilence, but before that, we were mere test subjects… Qabil: When we were about to be sacrificed, Byleth came and saved us. Qabil: He promised us a life without the torment of crownbearers and their enablers. Qabil: I'll admit…things seemed alittle sketchy when Marchosias used the defilers of the divine…but at the time, I just wanted my brother and I to be free…
[Tariel exhales heavily as the last lingering flies of doubt leave his mind]
"You actually just answered my next question too. Good. Now, get some rest until morning comes. I'm sure we will find a way for you to make it up to us for attacking our village by then."
[Tariel rises and was about to leave the room when he remembers something]
"Hey, brownie. Last question:
What's your name?"
Qabil:...Qabil. *he darted his eyes at the floor.* my name is Qabil.
[Tariel smiles.]
"Mine's Tariel. Quabil, Habil, I'll see you two tomorrow."
[He leaves.]
Qabil: W-wait- Can we get some food and water please!
[Tariel peeks through the ceiling]
"I'll see what I can get"
[After about half an hour brothers hear the door creek open as Tariel comes in with two bowls of soup, some bread, utensils and a jug of water.]
"Good news boys. We already have found you some work for tomorrow so eat up."
[As he says this he closes the door behind him, puts the items on the table and goes to untie wolves' hands, Habil first.]
"You two know how to use a spoon, right?"
*Qabil nodded, Habils' tail wagging as he excitedly reaches for his food, gulping it down in earnest.*
Qabil: What kind of work..?
"Why? You afraid it's something dangerous?"
[Tariel teases as he unties Qabil.]
"Don't worry, it's simple construction. No need to fret. And I will be watching over you so no funny business.
There, done. Eat up before your brother eats all the bread."
[Tariel stashes the rope in his pouch. It seems to fit a lot more than it seems.]
Qabil: No, I wasn't expecting danger, Qabil: But I *am* suspicious that this job *might* embarass us, one way or another...
*Qabil reaches over to pick up the bread, only taking a certain amount he was satisfied with before handing the rest of the loaf to Habil.*
Qabil: I also feel like I have to mentally prepare to get gawked at
"Oh, please. It's not like we will make you wear maid outfits. Although I bet you two would look veeeery cute~."
[Tariel chuckles at the idea. Before swating it away like a fly.]
"Also you don't need to worry about being stared at by anyone but me. Most will celebrate our victory. Plus it will be a holy day, so it will be just you two and one other troublemaker on site."
*Qabil looked Tariel with a straight face as he took a huge chuck out of his bread.*
Qabil: If you people actually do that I will tear the maid dress off then and there *he says, lightly half joking.*
*The brown wolf sighed, his eyebrow furrowing as he gave the ram a quzzical look*
Qabil: Another troublemaker?
Habil: Oh! Maybe it's Ronove! I wonder where she went off to!!
"No idea. All I know is that you two won't be the only ones working there."
[Tariel then goes silent, waiting for the brothers to finish eating.]
[Tariel phases through the door of the cellar to check up on Qabil and Habil. One of the perks of being a ghost - there is no need to open squeeking doors unless you want to carry something in or out of the room.]
(Please be asleep, please be asleep)
{@spool-bearer}
*Qabil was wide awake as Tariel phased through the door, Habil on the other hand was sleeping, his head resting on his brother's shoulders.*
Qabil: .... Qabil: If you come to pull out another of my teeth I hope you have more of that yarrow..
"No. And I'm sorry to do this in front of your. . . Boyfriend? Lover? I can see you two are close. Though, you have to be more kind to Habil. He cares a lot about you."
"I'm actually here to bring news. We killed Marchosias. His heart devoured by Cold Mother."
*Qabil eyes slightly widen by this news, slouching back.*
Qabil: We are brothers, for starters..
Qabil: Secondly....hmm.
"Apologies, even semi-healthy sibling relationships are... alien to me. Anyhow, do you know what you will do now?"
Qabil: Well, I don't know Qabil: Pretty sure Byleth will *officially* take the role as leader, but thats assuming he's not going to be killed or something.
*Qabil sighed, Habil drowsily waking up.*
Habil: Wha- what's going on?
Qabil: Marchosias is dead Hab..
Habil: Ooh... :(
"As far as I know, Byleth is being treated at the moment."
[Tariel is silent for a second, choosing his next words carefully]
"I will call our High Priest to look at you and decide your fate from after he's in condition to do so. I'm sure I can vouch for Habil's relative innocence but as for you."
[He turns to the brown wolf]
"I need you to answer a couple questions for me to make up my mind about you. First:
What is the reason you chose to follow the Free Pack? Make sure to answer truthfully and wholly."
[Tariel made a great emphasis on the last word.]
Qabil: It was better than being in Kallamar's blasted cult…
He scowled, angry and bitter as he recalls memories.
Qabil: Habil and I were meant to be sacrifices for the betterment of the god of pestilence, but before that, we were mere test subjects… Qabil: When we were about to be sacrificed, Byleth came and saved us. Qabil: He promised us a life without the torment of crownbearers and their enablers. Qabil: I'll admit…things seemed alittle sketchy when Marchosias used the defilers of the divine…but at the time, I just wanted my brother and I to be free…
[Tariel exhales heavily as the last lingering flies of doubt leave his mind]
"You actually just answered my next question too. Good. Now, get some rest until morning comes. I'm sure we will find a way for you to make it up to us for attacking our village by then."
[Tariel rises and was about to leave the room when he remembers something]
"Hey, brownie. Last question:
What's your name?"
Qabil:...Qabil. *he darted his eyes at the floor.* my name is Qabil.
[Tariel smiles.]
"Mine's Tariel. Quabil, Habil, I'll see you two tomorrow."
[He leaves.]
Qabil: W-wait- Can we get some food and water please!
[Tariel peeks through the ceiling]
"I'll see what I can get"
[After about half an hour brothers hear the door creek open as Tariel comes in with two bowls of soup, some bread, utensils and a jug of water.]
"Good news boys. We already have found you some work for tomorrow so eat up."
[As he says this he closes the door behind him, puts the items on the table and goes to untie wolves' hands, Habil first.]
"You two know how to use a spoon, right?"
*Qabil nodded, Habils' tail wagging as he excitedly reaches for his food, gulping it down in earnest.*
Qabil: What kind of work..?
"Why? You afraid it's something dangerous?"
[Tariel teases as he unties Qabil.]
"Don't worry, it's simple construction. No need to fret. And I will be watching over you so no funny business.
There, done. Eat up before your brother eats all the bread."
[Tariel stashes the rope in his pouch. It seems to fit a lot more than it seems.]
Qabil: No, I wasn't expecting danger, Qabil: But I *am* suspicious that this job *might* embarass us, one way or another...
*Qabil reaches over to pick up the bread, only taking a certain amount he was satisfied with before handing the rest of the loaf to Habil.*
Qabil: I also feel like I have to mentally prepare to get gawked at
"Oh, please. It's not like we will make you wear maid outfits. Although I bet you two would look veeeery cute~."
[Tariel chuckles at the idea. Before swating it away like a fly.]
"Also you don't need to worry about being stared at by anyone but me. Most will celebrate our victory. Plus it will be a holy day, so it will be just you two and one other troublemaker on site."
[Tariel phases through the door of the cellar to check up on Qabil and Habil. One of the perks of being a ghost - there is no need to open squeeking doors unless you want to carry something in or out of the room.]
(Please be asleep, please be asleep)
{@spool-bearer}
*Qabil was wide awake as Tariel phased through the door, Habil on the other hand was sleeping, his head resting on his brother's shoulders.*
Qabil: .... Qabil: If you come to pull out another of my teeth I hope you have more of that yarrow..
"No. And I'm sorry to do this in front of your. . . Boyfriend? Lover? I can see you two are close. Though, you have to be more kind to Habil. He cares a lot about you."
"I'm actually here to bring news. We killed Marchosias. His heart devoured by Cold Mother."
*Qabil eyes slightly widen by this news, slouching back.*
Qabil: We are brothers, for starters..
Qabil: Secondly....hmm.
"Apologies, even semi-healthy sibling relationships are... alien to me. Anyhow, do you know what you will do now?"
Qabil: Well, I don't know Qabil: Pretty sure Byleth will *officially* take the role as leader, but thats assuming he's not going to be killed or something.
*Qabil sighed, Habil drowsily waking up.*
Habil: Wha- what's going on?
Qabil: Marchosias is dead Hab..
Habil: Ooh... :(
"As far as I know, Byleth is being treated at the moment."
[Tariel is silent for a second, choosing his next words carefully]
"I will call our High Priest to look at you and decide your fate from after he's in condition to do so. I'm sure I can vouch for Habil's relative innocence but as for you."
[He turns to the brown wolf]
"I need you to answer a couple questions for me to make up my mind about you. First:
What is the reason you chose to follow the Free Pack? Make sure to answer truthfully and wholly."
[Tariel made a great emphasis on the last word.]
Qabil: It was better than being in Kallamar's blasted cult…
He scowled, angry and bitter as he recalls memories.
Qabil: Habil and I were meant to be sacrifices for the betterment of the god of pestilence, but before that, we were mere test subjects… Qabil: When we were about to be sacrificed, Byleth came and saved us. Qabil: He promised us a life without the torment of crownbearers and their enablers. Qabil: I'll admit…things seemed alittle sketchy when Marchosias used the defilers of the divine…but at the time, I just wanted my brother and I to be free…
[Tariel exhales heavily as the last lingering flies of doubt leave his mind]
"You actually just answered my next question too. Good. Now, get some rest until morning comes. I'm sure we will find a way for you to make it up to us for attacking our village by then."
[Tariel rises and was about to leave the room when he remembers something]
"Hey, brownie. Last question:
What's your name?"
Qabil:...Qabil. *he darted his eyes at the floor.* my name is Qabil.
[Tariel smiles.]
"Mine's Tariel. Quabil, Habil, I'll see you two tomorrow."
[He leaves.]
Qabil: W-wait- Can we get some food and water please!
[Tariel peeks through the ceiling]
"I'll see what I can get"
[After about half an hour brothers hear the door creek open as Tariel comes in with two bowls of soup, some bread, utensils and a jug of water.]
"Good news boys. We already have found you some work for tomorrow so eat up."
[As he says this he closes the door behind him, puts the items on the table and goes to untie wolves' hands, Habil first.]
"You two know how to use a spoon, right?"
*Qabil nodded, Habils' tail wagging as he excitedly reaches for his food, gulping it down in earnest.*
Qabil: What kind of work..?
"Why? You afraid it's something dangerous?"
[Tariel teases as he unties Qabil.]
"Don't worry, it's simple construction. No need to fret. And I will be watching over you so no funny business.
There, done. Eat up before your brother eats all the bread."
[Tariel stashes the rope in his pouch. It seems to fit a lot more than it seems.]
[Tariel phases through the door of the cellar to check up on Qabil and Habil. One of the perks of being a ghost - there is no need to open squeeking doors unless you want to carry something in or out of the room.]
(Please be asleep, please be asleep)
{@spool-bearer}
*Qabil was wide awake as Tariel phased through the door, Habil on the other hand was sleeping, his head resting on his brother's shoulders.*
Qabil: .... Qabil: If you come to pull out another of my teeth I hope you have more of that yarrow..
"No. And I'm sorry to do this in front of your. . . Boyfriend? Lover? I can see you two are close. Though, you have to be more kind to Habil. He cares a lot about you."
"I'm actually here to bring news. We killed Marchosias. His heart devoured by Cold Mother."
*Qabil eyes slightly widen by this news, slouching back.*
Qabil: We are brothers, for starters..
Qabil: Secondly....hmm.
"Apologies, even semi-healthy sibling relationships are... alien to me. Anyhow, do you know what you will do now?"
Qabil: Well, I don't know Qabil: Pretty sure Byleth will *officially* take the role as leader, but thats assuming he's not going to be killed or something.
*Qabil sighed, Habil drowsily waking up.*
Habil: Wha- what's going on?
Qabil: Marchosias is dead Hab..
Habil: Ooh... :(
"As far as I know, Byleth is being treated at the moment."
[Tariel is silent for a second, choosing his next words carefully]
"I will call our High Priest to look at you and decide your fate from after he's in condition to do so. I'm sure I can vouch for Habil's relative innocence but as for you."
[He turns to the brown wolf]
"I need you to answer a couple questions for me to make up my mind about you. First:
What is the reason you chose to follow the Free Pack? Make sure to answer truthfully and wholly."
[Tariel made a great emphasis on the last word.]
Qabil: It was better than being in Kallamar's blasted cult…
He scowled, angry and bitter as he recalls memories.
Qabil: Habil and I were meant to be sacrifices for the betterment of the god of pestilence, but before that, we were mere test subjects… Qabil: When we were about to be sacrificed, Byleth came and saved us. Qabil: He promised us a life without the torment of crownbearers and their enablers. Qabil: I'll admit…things seemed alittle sketchy when Marchosias used the defilers of the divine…but at the time, I just wanted my brother and I to be free…
[Tariel exhales heavily as the last lingering flies of doubt leave his mind]
"You actually just answered my next question too. Good. Now, get some rest until morning comes. I'm sure we will find a way for you to make it up to us for attacking our village by then."
[Tariel rises and was about to leave the room when he remembers something]
"Hey, brownie. Last question:
What's your name?"
Qabil:...Qabil. *he darted his eyes at the floor.* my name is Qabil.
[Tariel smiles.]
"Mine's Tariel. Quabil, Habil, I'll see you two tomorrow."
[He leaves.]
Qabil: W-wait- Can we get some food and water please!
[Tariel peeks through the ceiling]
"I'll see what I can get"
[After about half an hour brothers hear the door creek open as Tariel comes in with two bowls of soup, some bread, utensils and a jug of water.]
"Good news boys. We already have found you some work for tomorrow so eat up."
[As he says this he closes the door behind him, puts the items on the table and goes to untie wolves' hands, Habil first.]
"You two know how to use a spoon, right?"
[Tariel phases through the door of the cellar to check up on Qabil and Habil. One of the perks of being a ghost - there is no need to open squeeking doors unless you want to carry something in or out of the room.]
(Please be asleep, please be asleep)
{@spool-bearer}
*Qabil was wide awake as Tariel phased through the door, Habil on the other hand was sleeping, his head resting on his brother's shoulders.*
Qabil: .... Qabil: If you come to pull out another of my teeth I hope you have more of that yarrow..
"No. And I'm sorry to do this in front of your. . . Boyfriend? Lover? I can see you two are close. Though, you have to be more kind to Habil. He cares a lot about you."
"I'm actually here to bring news. We killed Marchosias. His heart devoured by Cold Mother."
*Qabil eyes slightly widen by this news, slouching back.*
Qabil: We are brothers, for starters..
Qabil: Secondly....hmm.
"Apologies, even semi-healthy sibling relationships are... alien to me. Anyhow, do you know what you will do now?"
Qabil: Well, I don't know Qabil: Pretty sure Byleth will *officially* take the role as leader, but thats assuming he's not going to be killed or something.
*Qabil sighed, Habil drowsily waking up.*
Habil: Wha- what's going on?
Qabil: Marchosias is dead Hab..
Habil: Ooh... :(
"As far as I know, Byleth is being treated at the moment."
[Tariel is silent for a second, choosing his next words carefully]
"I will call our High Priest to look at you and decide your fate from after he's in condition to do so. I'm sure I can vouch for Habil's relative innocence but as for you."
[He turns to the brown wolf]
"I need you to answer a couple questions for me to make up my mind about you. First:
What is the reason you chose to follow the Free Pack? Make sure to answer truthfully and wholly."
[Tariel made a great emphasis on the last word.]
Qabil: It was better than being in Kallamar's blasted cult…
He scowled, angry and bitter as he recalls memories.
Qabil: Habil and I were meant to be sacrifices for the betterment of the god of pestilence, but before that, we were mere test subjects… Qabil: When we were about to be sacrificed, Byleth came and saved us. Qabil: He promised us a life without the torment of crownbearers and their enablers. Qabil: I'll admit…things seemed alittle sketchy when Marchosias used the defilers of the divine…but at the time, I just wanted my brother and I to be free…
[Tariel exhales heavily as the last lingering flies of doubt leave his mind]
"You actually just answered my next question too. Good. Now, get some rest until morning comes. I'm sure we will find a way for you to make it up to us for attacking our village by then."
[Tariel rises and was about to leave the room when he remembers something]
"Hey, brownie. Last question:
What's your name?"
Qabil:...Qabil. *he darted his eyes at the floor.* my name is Qabil.
[Tariel smiles.]
"Mine's Tariel. Quabil, Habil, I'll see you two tomorrow."
[He leaves.]
Qabil: W-wait- Can we get some food and water please!
[Tariel peeks through the ceiling]
"I'll see what I can get"
The blood transfusion ritual
[. . .
The Blood Transfusion ritual is a highly complicated and ultimately useless. It was meant to be used as an assassination tool but the requirements are far too complicated to justify the usage of it over a simple blade or an arrow.
The ritual itself is easy enough that even a baby can complete it. First you need to mark the path the blood needs to take to be absorbed by the recipient, something sort of a gate to the body. Second, while chanting the spell, the "donor" has to continuously supply their own blood onto the path.
(From this point the one performing the ritual will be ragarded as "donor" and the one the ritual is performed on will be regarded as "recipient")
The complications arise during the preparation to the ritual. First, the recipient's and donor's blood must be similar enough that the recipient's body accepts the blood and will not attack it as some form of bile. Second, the donor must be educated about anatomy to be able to guide their blood properly via blood vessels. Third, the donor must not, under any circumstances, faint during the ritual. If they do, the ritual will go on untill either the recipient dies of oversaturation of blood or untill the donor dies of blood loss. Fourth, whatever illnesses the donor carries, the recipient will contract. Just like in any case of sharing bodily fluids.
Now, what exactly the ritual offers for such a tiresome preparation? Well, let me tell you: the donor will be able to controll their blood inside the recipient's body for as long as they chant the spell. . . And that's it. Not only is it useless because the donor will be at the plain sight all the time but also because it can be interrupted as soon as someone decides to shut the donor's mouth.
Utterly useless, not even worth the ink I wrote this with.
. . .]
[From "The diary of the God of Pestilence: a complete guide to all illnesses, medicine and rituals in-between. Tome 3"]
[Tariel phases through the door of the cellar to check up on Qabil and Habil. One of the perks of being a ghost - there is no need to open squeeking doors unless you want to carry something in or out of the room.]
(Please be asleep, please be asleep)
{@spool-bearer}
*Qabil was wide awake as Tariel phased through the door, Habil on the other hand was sleeping, his head resting on his brother's shoulders.*
Qabil: .... Qabil: If you come to pull out another of my teeth I hope you have more of that yarrow..
"No. And I'm sorry to do this in front of your. . . Boyfriend? Lover? I can see you two are close. Though, you have to be more kind to Habil. He cares a lot about you."
"I'm actually here to bring news. We killed Marchosias. His heart devoured by Cold Mother."
*Qabil eyes slightly widen by this news, slouching back.*
Qabil: We are brothers, for starters..
Qabil: Secondly....hmm.
"Apologies, even semi-healthy sibling relationships are... alien to me. Anyhow, do you know what you will do now?"
Qabil: Well, I don't know Qabil: Pretty sure Byleth will *officially* take the role as leader, but thats assuming he's not going to be killed or something.
*Qabil sighed, Habil drowsily waking up.*
Habil: Wha- what's going on?
Qabil: Marchosias is dead Hab..
Habil: Ooh... :(
"As far as I know, Byleth is being treated at the moment."
[Tariel is silent for a second, choosing his next words carefully]
"I will call our High Priest to look at you and decide your fate from after he's in condition to do so. I'm sure I can vouch for Habil's relative innocence but as for you."
[He turns to the brown wolf]
"I need you to answer a couple questions for me to make up my mind about you. First:
What is the reason you chose to follow the Free Pack? Make sure to answer truthfully and wholly."
[Tariel made a great emphasis on the last word.]
Qabil: It was better than being in Kallamar's blasted cult…
He scowled, angry and bitter as he recalls memories.
Qabil: Habil and I were meant to be sacrifices for the betterment of the god of pestilence, but before that, we were mere test subjects… Qabil: When we were about to be sacrificed, Byleth came and saved us. Qabil: He promised us a life without the torment of crownbearers and their enablers. Qabil: I'll admit…things seemed alittle sketchy when Marchosias used the defilers of the divine…but at the time, I just wanted my brother and I to be free…
[Tariel exhales heavily as the last lingering flies of doubt leave his mind]
"You actually just answered my next question too. Good. Now, get some rest until morning comes. I'm sure we will find a way for you to make it up to us for attacking our village by then."
[Tariel rises and was about to leave the room when he remembers something]
"Hey, brownie. Last question:
What's your name?"
Qabil:...Qabil. *he darted his eyes at the floor.* my name is Qabil.
[Tariel smiles.]
"Mine's Tariel. Quabil, Habil, I'll see you two tomorrow."
[He leaves.]
*Mother Yngya approaches Tariel in her translucent figure.*
Hello dear, sorry if I'm interrupting anything, but I know you e been keeping an eye on our wolf prisoners. Do you think, with some help, you could get them into doing some community service? Koka and I are excited about the medical building, and it's nearly complete. It just has some last touches that need to be made.
I already have one troublemaker doing some community service, so I figured while the rest of us have our holy day, our troublemakers could earn some good will.
( @cold-mother-yngya )
"Mother!"
[Tariel quickly bows before the figure. He then straightens out and thinks over the idea.]
"Of course you're not interrupting. I'm just waiting for Rami to return from the cave to give her the invitation to our picnic."
"It would be great but I'm afraid that Qabil will try to find Byleth and Habil is too gullible to not follow his brother. When me and my wife leave for our picnic and they are left without supervision, they will surely try something. Unless you already have someone in mind to take over that position once I leave."
[After expressing himself his eyes widen at the realisation: Mother approached him. She didn't call for him nor did she send someone to ask him to come. She, herself, approached him. And is now floating before him like another one of the ghosts.
Yngya. Approached. By. Herself.]
"Mother! You have a body! Can you see through it? Hear? Can you touch things? Can you touch us? How did- ..."
[He could not contain his excitement. Though not a mortal body and obviously not a ghostly one, since her soul is not inhabiting it. His goddess is now able to personally venture around the village.]
*Yngya nods.*
Very well, I will not spoil your holy day. It can wait until tomorrow.
How had the day been for you so far?
Indeed! Lady Imora showed me how. I have also had a much easier time of it as well, since the fight with em the wolves ended. Unfortunately I can't touch things or be touched, only in... specific circumstances.
I'm simply glad to be able to wander once more.
"No-no, don't get me wrong, I'm not against watching over them during the main celebration. Ariadna is busy with preparations and won't let me help her anyway. And it will be good to have them work istead of laying around in a cellar. And they will see the consequences of their actions. And the healing bay is long due. And-"
[He catches himself thinking out loud.]
"What I meant to say is.. I will watch over them during the celebration, but after it you'll have to appoint someone."
"Oh! And before I forget. Please tell us if the Dream Dragon notices anything weird with her body. Riri told me she used the transfusion ritual on her, and that it's a quite invasive ritual. She thinks nothing serious will happen since she had drank the Dragons blood before and it's still partially in her system. But just in case anything weird happens, no matter how minor, we want to know."
*Mother Yngya approaches Tariel in her translucent figure.*
Hello dear, sorry if I'm interrupting anything, but I know you e been keeping an eye on our wolf prisoners. Do you think, with some help, you could get them into doing some community service? Koka and I are excited about the medical building, and it's nearly complete. It just has some last touches that need to be made.
I already have one troublemaker doing some community service, so I figured while the rest of us have our holy day, our troublemakers could earn some good will.
( @cold-mother-yngya )
"Mother!"
[Tariel quickly bows before the figure. He then straightens out and thinks over the idea.]
"Of course you're not interrupting. I'm just waiting for Rami to return from the cave to give her the invitation to our picnic."
"It would be great but I'm afraid that Qabil will try to find Byleth and Habil is too gullible to not follow his brother. When me and my wife leave for our picnic and they are left without supervision, they will surely try something. Unless you already have someone in mind to take over that position once I leave."
[After expressing himself his eyes widen at the realisation: Mother approached him. She didn't call for him nor did she send someone to ask him to come. She, herself, approached him. And is now floating before him like another one of the ghosts.
Yngya. Approached. By. Herself.]
"Mother! You have a body! Can you see through it? Hear? Can you touch things? Can you touch us? How did- ..."
[He could not contain his excitement. Though not a mortal body and obviously not a ghostly one, since her soul is not inhabiting it. His goddess is now able to personally venture around the village.]
[Tariel phases through the door of the cellar to check up on Qabil and Habil. One of the perks of being a ghost - there is no need to open squeeking doors unless you want to carry something in or out of the room.]
(Please be asleep, please be asleep)
{@spool-bearer}
*Qabil was wide awake as Tariel phased through the door, Habil on the other hand was sleeping, his head resting on his brother's shoulders.*
Qabil: .... Qabil: If you come to pull out another of my teeth I hope you have more of that yarrow..
"No. And I'm sorry to do this in front of your. . . Boyfriend? Lover? I can see you two are close. Though, you have to be more kind to Habil. He cares a lot about you."
"I'm actually here to bring news. We killed Marchosias. His heart devoured by Cold Mother."
*Qabil eyes slightly widen by this news, slouching back.*
Qabil: We are brothers, for starters..
Qabil: Secondly....hmm.
"Apologies, even semi-healthy sibling relationships are... alien to me. Anyhow, do you know what you will do now?"
Qabil: Well, I don't know Qabil: Pretty sure Byleth will *officially* take the role as leader, but thats assuming he's not going to be killed or something.
*Qabil sighed, Habil drowsily waking up.*
Habil: Wha- what's going on?
Qabil: Marchosias is dead Hab..
Habil: Ooh... :(
"As far as I know, Byleth is being treated at the moment."
[Tariel is silent for a second, choosing his next words carefully]
"I will call our High Priest to look at you and decide your fate from after he's in condition to do so. I'm sure I can vouch for Habil's relative innocence but as for you."
[He turns to the brown wolf]
"I need you to answer a couple questions for me to make up my mind about you. First:
What is the reason you chose to follow the Free Pack? Make sure to answer truthfully and wholly."
[Tariel made a great emphasis on the last word.]
Qabil: It was better than being in Kallamar's blasted cult…
He scowled, angry and bitter as he recalls memories.
Qabil: Habil and I were meant to be sacrifices for the betterment of the god of pestilence, but before that, we were mere test subjects… Qabil: When we were about to be sacrificed, Byleth came and saved us. Qabil: He promised us a life without the torment of crownbearers and their enablers. Qabil: I'll admit…things seemed alittle sketchy when Marchosias used the defilers of the divine…but at the time, I just wanted my brother and I to be free…
[Tariel exhales heavily as the last lingering flies of doubt leave his mind]
"You actually just answered my next question too. Good. Now, get some rest until morning comes. I'm sure we will find a way for you to make it up to us for attacking our village by then."
[Tariel rises and was about to leave the room when he remembers something]
"Hey, brownie. Last question:
What's your name?"
[Tariel phases through the door of the cellar to check up on Qabil and Habil. One of the perks of being a ghost - there is no need to open squeeking doors unless you want to carry something in or out of the room.]
(Please be asleep, please be asleep)
{@spool-bearer}
*Qabil was wide awake as Tariel phased through the door, Habil on the other hand was sleeping, his head resting on his brother's shoulders.*
Qabil: .... Qabil: If you come to pull out another of my teeth I hope you have more of that yarrow..
"No. And I'm sorry to do this in front of your. . . Boyfriend? Lover? I can see you two are close. Though, you have to be more kind to Habil. He cares a lot about you."
"I'm actually here to bring news. We killed Marchosias. His heart devoured by Cold Mother."
*Qabil eyes slightly widen by this news, slouching back.*
Qabil: We are brothers, for starters..
Qabil: Secondly....hmm.
"Apologies, even semi-healthy sibling relationships are... alien to me. Anyhow, do you know what you will do now?"
Qabil: Well, I don't know Qabil: Pretty sure Byleth will *officially* take the role as leader, but thats assuming he's not going to be killed or something.
*Qabil sighed, Habil drowsily waking up.*
Habil: Wha- what's going on?
Qabil: Marchosias is dead Hab..
Habil: Ooh... :(
"As far as I know, Byleth is being treated at the moment."
[Tariel is silent for a second, choosing his next words carefully]
"I will call our High Priest to look at you and decide your fate from after he's in condition to do so. I'm sure I can vouch for Habil's relative innocence but as for you."
[He turns to the brown wolf]
"I need you to answer a couple questions for me to make up my mind about you. First:
What is the reason you chose to follow the Free Pack? Make sure to answer truthfully and wholly."
[Tariel made a great emphasis on the last word.]
[Tariel phases through the door of the cellar to check up on Qabil and Habil. One of the perks of being a ghost - there is no need to open squeeking doors unless you want to carry something in or out of the room.]
(Please be asleep, please be asleep)
{@spool-bearer}
*Qabil was wide awake as Tariel phased through the door, Habil on the other hand was sleeping, his head resting on his brother's shoulders.*
Qabil: .... Qabil: If you come to pull out another of my teeth I hope you have more of that yarrow..
"No. And I'm sorry to do this in front of your. . . Boyfriend? Lover? I can see you two are close. Though, you have to be more kind to Habil. He cares a lot about you."
"I'm actually here to bring news. We killed Marchosias. His heart devoured by Cold Mother."
*Qabil eyes slightly widen by this news, slouching back.*
Qabil: We are brothers, for starters..
Qabil: Secondly....hmm.
"Apologies, even semi-healthy sibling relationships are... alien to me. Anyhow, do you know what you will do now?"
[Tariel phases through the door of the cellar to check up on Qabil and Habil. One of the perks of being a ghost - there is no need to open squeeking doors unless you want to carry something in or out of the room.]
(Please be asleep, please be asleep)
{@spool-bearer}
*Qabil was wide awake as Tariel phased through the door, Habil on the other hand was sleeping, his head resting on his brother's shoulders.*
Qabil: .... Qabil: If you come to pull out another of my teeth I hope you have more of that yarrow..
"No. And I'm sorry to do this in front of your. . . Boyfriend? Lover? I can see you two are close. Though, you have to be more kind to Habil. He cares a lot about you."
"I'm actually here to bring news. We killed Marchosias. His heart devoured by Cold Mother."
[Tariel is looking for Rami when he finds Koka]
"Koka! Glad to see you. I invite you and your family to a picnic that me and Riri are preparing to celebrate our victory after the main celebration. We will be happy to see you there. And we will be gathering at the south gate, make sure to bring the kids, Zainab will bring her family as well.
Also, have you seen Rami? I can't seem to find her."
{@spool-bearer}
(Koka) *She smiled* That sounds lovely. I'll be there for sure.
I think Rami is still in the chamber, helping the moles restore the Cavern. They'll be joining the holy day shortly.
"Great. If you see her, tell her I'll be waiting in the forge. See you at the festivities."
[He waves and flies away]
*Zainab was on her way to talk to Koka when he saw Tariel*
Zainab: Hello Tariel! Zainab: I was on my way to ask Koka and she and the family would like to join us for a picnic! Is that alright with you?
"Zainab! Already ahead of you on that one! I just met and invited her myself!"
[He raises his chin, jokingly taking a "proud boy" pose.]
"I know Riri already invited you, but just to clarify. We are all gathering at the south entrance after the main celebration.
On that note, how are you? I haven't seen you since I sent Byleth to you off the battlefield."
*Zainab nodded, her fingers intertwined as she smiled.*
Zainab: I've been doing good
Zainab: I've seen better days however....
Zainab:....
"You are not a good liar Zain. I can almost see your heat bleeding for your husband."
[Tariel heavily sighs at his inability to help.]
"If you ever need any help, we are here for you. Even if it's just to land an ear to talk your grievances into or give a shoulder to cry on. Call us and we will come running."
[He lifts a golden thread on his neck with a finger]
"We will be happy to help you lift your burdens."
*Zainab let's out a somber exhale, smiling softly.*
Zainab: Thank you, I appreciate it.
"See you after the main celebration."
[He pats her on the shoulder and flies off towards the temple]
[Tariel is looking for Rami when he finds Koka]
"Koka! Glad to see you. I invite you and your family to a picnic that me and Riri are preparing to celebrate our victory after the main celebration. We will be happy to see you there. And we will be gathering at the south gate, make sure to bring the kids, Zainab will bring her family as well.
Also, have you seen Rami? I can't seem to find her."
{@spool-bearer}
(Koka) *She smiled* That sounds lovely. I'll be there for sure.
I think Rami is still in the chamber, helping the moles restore the Cavern. They'll be joining the holy day shortly.
"Great. If you see her, tell her I'll be waiting in the forge. See you at the festivities."
[He waves and flies away]
*Zainab was on her way to talk to Koka when he saw Tariel*
Zainab: Hello Tariel! Zainab: I was on my way to ask Koka and she and the family would like to join us for a picnic! Is that alright with you?
"Zainab! Already ahead of you on that one! I just met and invited her myself!"
[He raises his chin, jokingly taking a "proud boy" pose.]
"I know Riri already invited you, but just to clarify. We are all gathering at the south entrance after the main celebration.
On that note, how are you? I haven't seen you since I sent Byleth to you off the battlefield."
*Zainab nodded, her fingers intertwined as she smiled.*
Zainab: I've been doing good
Zainab: I've seen better days however....
Zainab:....
"You are not a good liar Zain. I can almost see your heat bleeding for your husband."
[Tariel heavily sighs at his inability to help.]
"If you ever need any help, we are here for you. Even if it's just to land an ear to talk your grievances into or give a shoulder to cry on. Call us and we will come running."
[He lifts a golden thread on his neck with a finger]
"We will be happy to help you lift your burdens."
