It was understood, and thought to be common knowledge that no two people could be given the mantle of Schwib at the same time. When she stood patiently outside the exit of the catacombs, Vahrlihss (originally seen in my 03/14 post) thought on this hard. Shrouded in her own tube smoke, she thought, at first confidently, that she must in fact be the true Schwib. How could the word of the Droopy-Mountain Elders be fallible? She had the Smoking Sword taken from her through an unfortunate accident in combat; she had her own shoulder tube cut off. In the hissing geyser of hot smoke, confusion abounded and Oozhkah (from my April 10 and March 17 posts) took the sacred weapon. Vahrlihss again fought the trials of the Droopy-Mountain and now carried the winding tusks of the Dor'kloh as her weapon of choice. Her wounds still fresh then, she thought it was her pain that made her question the Elders... Although those in immediate proximity to her in history might see her as a fool, she realized in one flash of clarity that Oozhka must be her ally. The mantle of Schwib was a lie. While it produced heroes, conferring the title of Schwib also produced elaborate distractions from the arcane machinations of the Elders... #tubermihn #tubersohn #droopymountain #dorkloh #pilotfineliner #copicmarker #blickstudio