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Just did a huge Tarot Spread/Journal Session for myself this morning💕✨🔮
Just did a HUGE oracle reading/journal session for myself! ONE AND A HALF PAGES OF ORACLE!!!! I’m slowly getting back into journaling after not doing so for about 2-4 months! I used the Oracle of the Mermaids deck by Lucy Cavendish🌊🧜♀️🧜♂️
Araquu Journal Session #15 - A Mae Zing Training Kind of Day
Time: After Session #21
Characters: Cecily, Zing, Yahzu, Drewett
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With stakes being stacked, and growth coming slow, Cecily decides she needs to learn some new tricks...
Somehow, Cecily felt she was going to find a way to regret this. She was standing in the DISC Unit station’s elevator and tapping her foot with slight anxiety. Of course, the swordswoman knew she didn’t really have much options or choices left when it came to preparation to recent events. That being said, she got off on the designated floor and walked straight towards the Second DISC Unit office. “Well,” she says when opening the door. “Keep an open mind.”
No sooner than Cecily walks into the door, a frog suddenly lands directly on her face, springboarding off of her and onto a nearby desk, as Sir Drewett very barely manages to stop himself from slapping Cecily in an attempt to grab it. Zing is sitting in a chair, sipping a cup of tea like this is normal, and Yazhu is nowhere to be seen.
“Ugh, bleh!” Cecily said, wiping her face and sticking out her tongue. A frog just landed on her face and she almost catch a smack from Drewett too. Lovely start. “What the hell?!”
"Hi Cecily!" Captain Zing waves. "We're helping Drewett with his reaction time and such." The frog seems to stick out its tongue at Drewett, who - despite being living armor, seems enraged as he resumes chasing it around.
“...You’re doing that in the office?” Cecily says with bewilderment. “Aren’t you worried about breaking stuff?”
"I have the utmost faith that Yazhu will not lead Drewett to anything that can be broken."
“Wait... Yazhu?” Cecily blinks with her single visible eye. She only looked around the place and wondered if she overlooked the small boy. Still, she didn’t see him. “What are you talking abo- ...Wait.” Now Cecily is just slowly looking at the frog Drewett is chasing. It can’t be.
As she stares, the frog jumps onto Drewett's head, spinning his helmet so it's on backwards, then springs away and continues taunting him. Pretty human-like actions, I'd say. "Yazhu uses Frog magic," Zing explains.
“Well, if he ever jumps on me again I’ll stomp on him,” Cecily just comments while just being in awe when it came to the second unit’s weirdness. And she thought her team was the only wild bunch. “A-anyways, Captain Zing. Seeing as you don’t look busy, I need to ask you something important.”
"Is this about my sword?" she asks. "Tashi said you might be asking about it."
“Well... it sort of involves that,” Cecily says, scratching her face with conflicting emotion.
She nods. "All right guys, that's enough for now!" Zing calls, and the two separate. With a poof and a ribbit, Yazhu turns back into himself, and the two sit down to discuss what they were doing right and wrong. Zing then turns her full focus onto Cecily. "What's up?"
The sound of a gulp comes from Cecily’s throat as she looks only directly at Zing. After a deep exhale of breath, the swordswoman immediately bows in front of the Captain. “Please train me under swordsmanship!”
"Okay, sure!" Zing smiles. Huh, that was remarkably easy.
Quinn only lifts up her head with a surprised look. “Wait... really?”
"Yep," she nods. "We're in this fight together, right? Why shouldn't I help my friends get stronger?" Then her expression becomes serious. "Besides, if we're gonna have any hope of freeing your mom, then we need to be able to beat her first, and it's too dangerous for me to fight her, considering I've got one of the relics they're after."
“R-right, of course!” Cecily nodded, standing up straight. “But, if I may ask, what’s special about the sword specifically? Like, what does it do?”
"It's like this weird magic luck thing," Zing explains. "If a hit would be bad enough, it's like it alters things so that I don't get hit at all!" Mechanically speaking, it grants her several ranks of the Luck advantage.
“So... it’s literally a lucky charm?” Cecily wonders. And here she was expecting some kind of more offensive use since... it was an actual weapon this time.
"Yep; sometimes it works the other way around too, like if I'd miss a critical attack I suddenly hit."
’Makes me wonder how strong she is with a normal sword,’ Cecily mentally thinks, recalling how Drillhammer said she could level a block if she fought her mom. “So... I guess I’ll be in your care while we’re training then. Haven’t exactly had any other teacher than my mother.”
Zing grins. "I swear, I'll help you become a better swordswoman, or my name isn't Mae Zing!"
Cecily only looks at Drewett and Yazhu, as if telepathically trying to ask the two on how much work does she have cut out for herself with Zing as a teacher.
"Dame Mae is... easygoing," Drewett stresses the word, "But she is a good leader. Once she has a good grasp on what you're capable of, she'll help you grow in ways that perhaps you may not have realized you needed."
“Good to know,” Cecily smiles. Drewett saying that sure did remove any doubt she had about this.
Zing gets to her feet. "What's a good time for you?" she asks. "Since we both do have our job-things."
“Oh! Well, my team is currently suspecting news or a good lead on something that happened to an ally detective,” Cecily mentioned, remembering the Mel clone incident they couldn’t stop. At least Mel survived her mother. “I never was good at picking up on a trail. So until I get called up by the others for a mission I’m free.”
Zing nods. "That's fair. We've been busy looking into a case ourselves, but we ran into a dead end so we're taking a break for a bit..."
“What kind of case?” Cecily asked out of curiosity.
"Werewolves," Zing nods seriously. "There's been a whole bunch, almost organized, lately."
“Werewolves? You mean there’s more still roaming about in town?”
"I mean, they're not ROAMING," she sighs, "If they were that'd make life much easier."
“...You have a good point there,” Cecily sighed. “I’d hate to have to deal with more.”
"But enough about that! What say you we head to the practice room and see what you've got?"
“Um, yes ma’am!” Cecily nodded, gripping her sword tightly.
Araquu Journal Session #14 - Look Who Rolled In
Time: After Session #21
Characters: Yue, ReRoll, Drillhammer
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Captain Drillhammer gets introduced to DISC founder Alex’s replacement...
Yue is currently at the office while others are doing some planning for sure. She is sleeping on a couch she moved into the office.
Vrrrrmn... Kerthunk. Oh hey that was the elevator just outside of the DISC office! Was someone back already? The door opened and... Oh that's a new face, a young man, with an... Interesting fashion sense, in some way fitting of Araquu, but not really in others. He looked grumpy about something. A concerned citizen coming in to ask for help, perhaps? "Hmm."
Oh boy. There is a sleeping Yue just turning in her sleep. The person would note 2 doors one on either side of the hall. One is the original room where offices are and the other is for the new DISC unit members like a 2nd branch if you will.
The newcomer, without a second of hesitation, shuffles a leg up slightly and mildly thwacks the side of the sofa in an attempt to awaken Yue.
This works as Yue sits up the side of her hair a bit messy, "What's the big disaster?" she wonders in a bit of a stupor.
"You were asleep on this tacky sofa, I'll give you a second to wake up. So, this is the DISC unit office hall isn't it?" The guy asks after Yue gets her bearings, getting right to the point, it seems.
After fixing her hair she stands up, "Yepper this is the DISC department H.Q." Yue says cheerily, "Are you here to report a small crime or a dimensional disturbance?" She asks seeing the guy getting right to business.
The man nods, and somewhat quirks a brow at Yue's overt cheerfulness, but he says nothing about it. "Thanks. I'm actually here to deliver some letters. One for a Sergeant Drillhammer, and the other for three members of the first unit."
"Oh, Captain's in the other room and um...3 members of he first unit?" she wonders. "Oh, those guys, They're out for now but the Captain or I can give the letters to them."
"I'll try my luck with Drillhammer first. Thanks." With that, the man moves along over, reaching the door to Drillhammer's little office. Then, he knocks on the door probably a bit too hard to be properly polite... Eh, at the least its confident.
After a few moments of shuffling sounds, Drillhammer answers. "Come in."
The young man opens the door promptly upon the signal and enters, closing the door behind him. As a matter of politeness he bows slightly. "Sergeant Drillhammer, I have a series of letters entrusted to me by Alexander Cadbi Kelazem. The specifics of his current situation in terms of his employment are detailed within the one addressed to you. The general gist is that he currently has no access to anything but... Well, physical mail."
Drillhammer gives him a flat stare, but after a moment wordlessly holds out a hand as if asking for letters.
As such, the letters are promptly handed over. Such efficient, much wow.
He opens the letter addressed to him with a long and annoyed sigh.
The gist of the letter is that Alex is unable to return and is dealing with something pretty heavy duty elsewhere out in the west. Furthermore, the man delivering the letter has been asked to replace him in DISC as a favor in return for assistance. In fact, considering this guy probably knows the contents of this letter at least considering it pertains to him in some manner, gives a similarly annoyed sigh. "Yeah, I know."
"...this unit and randomly recruiting people I swear..." Drillhammer rubs his forehead. "All right, what's your thing? Who are you and what do you do?"
Without a word, the man turns a dial on a device he has and—
"This. Call me ReRoll." Also wowie, no magic. Huh.
He takes a deep breath, and I mean a really deep breath, then sighs. "Right, I'll let them know to come by so they can meet you and all that."
"There's two others but, you get the idea." A zwoop and he back to normal. "Anything else? I'd rather not take up too much of your time."
"No, that will be all for now. I can get a demonstration of that when I'm not in the middle of paperwork."
"Understood, sir. Thank you." ReRoll nods and leaves the room, thereby returning to the main lounge. 'That went better than I expected.'
You hear a distant THUD as Drillhammer's head hits his desk.
'Nevermind.' ReRoll grimaces, almost audibly before properly moving on out of the office and therefore building to go and do other things.
[[END OF JOURNAL SESSION]]
Ashes of The Old World: Gurag’s Funeral Service
Characters: Gurag
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Wake 1, Act I: Brisk Cruise
Gurag you had won a free cruise ticket from Tiné on Devito that’s headed to Brisk free a summer get away, fresh and full of food ale and party passing by the VOID for some neat viewing pleasure, because Devito and its population just have no fucks to give and just wanna have fun, and for some reason or another you find yourself on this boat sailing away.
The smell of ocean is nice and crisp, the skies are bright and clear, the sun is shining and some drunk asshole is naked and unconscious on the stern of the ship.
I look over toward the drunk naked asshole, feeling a bit obligated to help the fellow out. Since he's unconscious, I am going to go ahead and drag him toward the center of the ship so he wouldn't fall out into the water. Can I do that?
Yes you may, and him and his elf ass are pretty light so a roll isn't even required, a groggly moaning about "goblin stealing his teeth" as he's dragged.
What?! A drunk elf? Man... the role reversals are at play here. I casually drag him toward the center of the boat, but not directly into the rooms and whatnot, just away from the edges. I look around to find a giant blanket to cover the drunkard with.
>Roll Perception
You'd think there'd be some giant cloth lying around on this boat, being some weird cruise party looking at void boat, but no, just tablecloths on tables and sails on the boat itself, all in use.
Well, I don't see how I can cover this drunk elf, I don't think I can help this elf even further. Urgh, I needed to get away from the happy go village and going to Bricket on a cruise was the ticket to that. With a grunt, I made my way around the cruise, seeing if there's anything interesting I can interact with.
As a cruise ship there is numerous amount of cabins for people to stay in, tables all along the boat holding food, and occasionally people, such as this blue kobold staring wistfully out at sea like some kind of dramatic lil shit.
I observe the blue kobold a bit as I head toward the tables of food. I am actually quite famished. As I made my way there, I expect there would be some sort of fruit or vegetable to consume upon. Picking up one of them, I began to bite into them as I looked at the blue kobold, is there anything he's actually looking at? An island, an animal? Or just the horizon of the blue sea?
I dunno let’s take a look.....Shit fam prolly the sea. Water is pretty neat.
Okay, so I walk next to the kobold quietly and then finally ask, "What are you thinking about?" I ask, curiously.
"AH! HOLY SHIT!!!" The kobold stumbles, suddenly jumping up surprise and landing directly on their kobold butt.
I turn toward the kobold, slightly concerned for their sake. I munch on the fruit quietly, "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you." I offered my free hand to help them up.
"You look like you came from heck here to pull my soul out my spine, frightening me was gonna happen" The kobold takes the deepest breath, and the longest exhale, grabbing Gurag’s hand.
I pull this kobold up and then looked at them for few moments. "So, one way ticket to Brisk or you'll be turning around and heading back home?"
"Well I'll be turning around but not on this boat, think it'll be gone by the time I’m finished what I’m doing" The kobold does an answer.
”I'm Venison Stoneshark" shaking the hand you gave her.
"Name is Gurag." I replied back, "Hm, it seems like I am not the only one who is leaving the cruise once we dock. Personal business, I take it?"
"Yeah, gonna go visit my sister. She keeps sending me mail tied to a rocks...there just this pile in the corner of my house" Venison chuckles "What you headed to Brisk for?"
"Well, I got a free ticket to Brisk. I have been searching for someone for a long time. Couldn't find them back at home, so decided to try another island to see if I could find them again."
Venison looks Gurag up and down "Given...what your wearing...you collecting a bounty?"
"Surprisingly, no. I am armed to teeth in case if this person I am looking for actually got kidnapped."
"Must be a pretty important person to go through all this trouble" Venison comments, as the sky suddenly gets darker, the winds whipping around like a...whip, thunder cackling without clouds in the sky, Venison becoming startled again, fortunately not falling over this time.
I look around to find the source of the cloudless storm that's brewing around the giant ship. I wonder what's going on around here. I look around to see if there's something quite large that may be casting a giant shadow over the cruise ship... or perhaps follow the source of the crackling of the thunders.
>Roll Perception
The cause becomes as clear as the VOID visible from your location, Thunder crackles just contantly bellowing out from it, loud and unrestrained, its unknown if the wind is coming from it as well but its certianly there, the area becomes significantly darker the closer the boat sails in proximity towards it.
Is it possible that I have heard myths about this complete void?
>Roll History
It goes by so many names, The Pit, The Void, The Spot, That there big hole in the ocean, But collectively, this is where it happened. The event.
That which shattered a large continent into islands. Ending the old world with such unmatchable force and fury that the land has been scarred with the single most massive puncture wound, Ashes covering the shores of almost every island circled around it.
Strangely despite the massive hole, no water ever falls in, it just stays there suspended at the edge. No one has figured out why.
I hastily rush toward the cockpit of the ship. I really hope the captain himself isn't drunk on alcohol. I did not work this very far just so I'd die on that land! "Captain! That's The Void! Steer the ship away from it!" I yell as I search for the bridge.
The bridge assumingly being at the front of the ship...cause this boat big you gotta see where you going.
A man with the most fashionable goddamm hat turns and look at Gurag from the wheel. "I dunno Laddie, Dis be clearly some other giant hole in thar ocean that i wouldn't be able to miss even if i be blind" A sarcastic groan.
"Why are we heading towards it!?“
"Other than the point of the cruise ta pass by the void, loop around and pass by again and stop at Brisk, The reason just escapes me, could it be tha coin that been paid from our gracious passengers? it be the coin yes" The captain sighs. "I be completely capable of keepin a safe stretch away from The Void, why must everyone ask, least you didn't run in here naked screaming about goblins stealing yer teeth"
Oy, there was a drunk elf muttering about goblins stealing their teeth earlier... no matter, that's not really important. "Then what's the point of endangering our life by sailing near The Void? Sightseeing tour!?"
"Yes actually, you're one of dem free ticketers ain’t ya" The captain frowns at Gurag. "Alright, ladie, tell ya what, I can give you a row boat and you can paddle yourself to land miles away while you wet your sissy pants, spooked of the big scary hole"
Orc's culture and urges to the the bravest, the strongest, rising.... "Steer the boat aside to safety, or I'll stab you and steer the boat myself."
>Roll Intimidate
"Fucking free ticketers, Go ahead steer the ship" The captain throws his hands up and just leaves the bridge.
I immediately run up to the bridge to steer the boat away from The Void! "Fuckin' senile seafarer..." I mutter quietly under my breath.
Guess who doesn't have sea vehicle proficiency? :D
[ oh fuck me, well... erm... what do I gotta roll? ]
>Roll that bad boi at a disadvantage
Unable to even slightly navigate the tides, the difficult whipping wind, or even this massive ship, it start careening toward the void.
Is there any other co-captains present that could be of an assistance?
There someone in the back of the bridge chewing an apple, leaning back in a chair and watching you. They also have a fashionable sailor hat.
"Hey, you! Can you help me out here?" He gestures toward the steering wheel of the boat, "I'd hate for us to die in The Void."
"Oh me too, that is a fate i'd love to avoid, but some mad man seems to have taken over the wheel scared off the captain, and seems dead set on steering as close as possible the fucking hole. if only he'd get the fuck out of the bridge and let us do our job" they don't sound even slightly happy.
I am not really happy about this but... I cross my arms and then stepped aside, "Just don't have us head to the freaking The Void again.”
"Never was the plan, just getting close enough to see it, and curving the fuck away, and oh look we're close enough to see it, guess what we we're going to do until you got here?"
She lifts her arm and points to the door of the bridge. "Out"
With a grumble, I leave the bridge quietly and then stepped out of the bridge. I head down the stairs and then just went to the table once more to get a giant leg of cooked turkey and grab a bite out of it. I focus my eyes over The Void to ensure that they aren't driving us to our death. Something about The Void is very unnerving.
The ship is sailing away now, going directly to Brisk now since one of the passengers is very aggressive about it.
Venison in the distance looking at the sea again.
A dull flop sound suddenly, against the floor of the ship, like something squishy hit into it.
As long as they head straight for the Bri- what was that? I looked around to see what the sound was coming from. I headed toward the source of the sound very closely to investigate.
When you head down to the source there is...something strange that’s flopped onto the ship, It...Its looks like a weird amalgamation of parts attached to some kind of pink squishy thing.
Okay, I see the weird jelly fish thing. I immediately call attention to others about this creature thing. Assuming it's already dangerous from its otherworldly appearance. I withdrew my (spellbound?) sword and poise myself as I prepare for battle.
A second one flops onto the ship, from visibly directly upward.
>Roll Initiative
These strange creature suddenly attack two passengers closest, and they drop like a sack of potatoes.
>Gurag’s Turn
I dash past the passengers in front of me to get closer to the thing! I cast Thunderwave.
You unleash a thunderous blast as it erupts loudly knocking one of the creatures ten feet away, and mildly damaging the other as they both wriggle painfully.
>Their Turn
One of them dissappears suddenly, as the other flees away. The passengers that had been attacked suddenly stands straight up.
>Gurag’s Turn
Well, that was a bit strange... I am slightly concerned about that. Anyway! I head straight after the small creature! Before I do anything, I have a question. I do have a spellbound weapon, correct?
Well yes, what is the weapon you choose to bond to?
As of now, only the Scimitar.
Well you can summon out of nowhere as long as you are bonded to it, and it’s literally impossible to take away from you.
Good, that answers everything I wanted to know. In that case, I run toward this creature and hurl my scimitar at it from afar.
So that would be improvised weaponry with dex?
Pretty much.
The damage roll would be 1d6, right?
Same as the melee dmg.
It go over the creatures, like a pillow made of sword and lands harmlessly in front of it and it looks down at it and looks back at you and then back at the weapon, Turning around at you on-
>Its Turn
The creature runs right up to you attempting to slash at you with weird claws, Not getting through you dank armor at all, seeing this is fruitless it looks right up at your head despite the lack of eyes.
>Roll Int. Saving Throw
You don’t know what it was trying to do but it actually looks legitimately scared of you.
I recover my scimitar and then bring the sword down on the creature with an intent to kill! TWICE. (Using Fighter's Action Surge, I think?)
Ye its good
>Roll Away
Half of your two strikes land against the creature cutting against its flesh, and it shudders and shakes in pain, no noise, it doesn't appear to able to cry in pain with mouth.
>Its Turn
It attempts to flee again, an attack of opportunity is available.
Yeah, I am going to fling my scimitar at it as it runs away again.
[I mean you can use melee, but if you wanna throw it]
[ I wanna throw it as it tries to flee for flavor ]
It lands square into and through the squishy pink bit, pinning it to the floor and it stops moving.
Alright, good, I assume it's dead... now... where did the other one go? I looked around and then narrowed my eyes. Hm, it has to be here somewhere... I head over to the woman and then inspect her wounds.
>Roll Medicine
Her cuts looks pretty deep, its likely she might bleed out if these aren't treated, and she look on the verge of tears. "Ow ow ow, I just wanted to go on a cruise, why can't anything ever go my way..."
"Hey, no touching the wound. We don't want to get that infected. We don't know what that thing was. Let me see if I can dress that wound for you. Can you move and sit in the seat, yeah?" I motioned toward the seat next to her, I also look over to someone nearby, "Can someone get me alcohol? Anything with alcohol, oh, and a needle."
The passengers are being about as helpful as they can.
>Roll Medicine at advantage
"Much thanks." I asked as I took the alcohol and then just took a swig of it and then exhaled sharply, "That's really strong. Sorry about this." I said as I pulled a small piece of cloth from my waist to retrieve a makeshift thread out of it and then proceed to dress the wound...
You does a good stabilize. She’s sniffling as you stitch her up, but eventually says "Thank you"
"Don't thank me, I did my best. I am no doctor. All I did is stop the bleeding. You really, really need to see the doctor."
"I'll see if i can't find the him..or her. Thank you so much" She gives you a big hug and trails off in search of medical meme dank.
"Right then.... erm..." I turn back to the rest of the folks on the dock near me, "Back to your partying. Let's try and avoid The Void as much as possible, eh? It's safe to guess that these creatures came from there."
The passengers nod and get fukin wasted, drinkin the alcohol, dancing and making the sweet music noises with a instrument.
Is there anything you gonna do in the amount of days until your arrival at brisk?
Options include but are not limited to:
{1} getting also wasted
{2} nothing
{3} getting super wasted
{4} Doing a slep
{5} Contemplating the structure of the universe and everyone's place within the great machine, each their own cog, turning the wheels of fate, inexorably changing the world with even the small actions, as they go about their lives, their goals, and their dreams
{6} reading a book
{7} writing a book
{8} booking a vacation for your book
{9} ????
I choose 9! If there's nothing interesting, I'll choose a 4, to gain a short rest.
>Roll hit die if you choose, although i don’t think you even lost health
Nothing interesting at the moment, you return to your assigned cabin and acquire yourself some rich sleps, the sleps of kings, the kind of slep that really didn't need to be interrupted by a sudden scream a couple hours later, but that’s just what happens with king sleps, sometimes people do a screm and wake people up.
[TO BE CONTINUED]
Araquu Session #20.5 - Mel’s Very Bad No Good Awful Day
Time: During Session #20
Characters: Mel, Trevlac, Nolene
While the group chose to help defend Potions in Motion from robbery, Detective Colley would go and explore the villains’ presumed hideout alone...
Araquu Journal Session #13- Navi and the Lich
Time: Just after Session 20 Characters: Navi, Cecily
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Following the revelation that Navi’s lich is Steven, Cecily seeks out some answers...
Navi was making her way in the direction she could sense Eiriol had gone, browsing her phone's messages to pass the time, and groaning about the fact that Maska's Chirper update about the dragon fight already had 200 rechirps because he'd mentioned Yue in it.
Navi’s phone dings with a text notification. The text is from Cecily. The preview only says: ‘Can we talk?’
Navi looks at the new message, opening it and scanning to see if there was anything further, then tapping the 'call' button and bringing the phone to her ear as she walks.
“Hi,” Cecily voice picks up from the phone’s speaker. “Any idea where Eiriol flew off to?”
"Based on what I can tell, she's either at or making her way to the police station. Good news bad news on that front, because it means a lot of people'll probably have seen her, but they may be at ease if anyone sees her land there without attacking," Navi explains.
“Good,” Cecily replied. “Me and the others are still en route to the Hidden Hollow.” Then, a sigh goes through the phone. “...But that’s not why I called admittedly.”
"Had a feeling that'd be the case," she admits. Based on the wind and stuff she's walking pretty quickly, but she doesn't sound too winded. Perks of being undead I guess?
“I want to ask you about... Steven,” Cecily said, grimacing when even thinking of the name. “If that’s okay with you.”
"I dunno how much I'll be able to give y'all on that front, but I suppose you may as well ask away," Navi frowns.
“Anything you know is fine by me,” answered the swordswoman. “I want to diminish as many surprises as possible once I find that bastard... but for starters, how do you know him? Besides the obvious of course.”
"I mean, he rezzed me? That's about all I can give, really. I certainly hadn't known him back when I was alive, anyway," she explains.
“He never gave a reason why he revived you?”
"I mean, I can pretty well guess what it was, but it's not like I could ask."
“...that’s fair,” sighed Cecily. “Next question: how does he act as a person? Noticable quirks, unpredictability, etc?”
"Very... overtly polite? Or at least gives off the façade of that. Sweet to the point of saccharine, really. Tends to adjust things on the fly based on new developments."
That very much matched the tone of the letter Cecily read back at home. Probably how he suckers people in to be on his side. Despite that, an ability to adapt to any ten of events is something to worry about. “Know anything about how skilled he is at lich magic?”
"I mean, he rezzed me," Navi points out. "I'd been dead for like... at least forty years before he did. Apparently I'd been on ice, that's what he said, I think? Wasn't very coherent..."
“I guess I can say he’s highly skilled for now...” A pause elapsed as her voice picks up again. “I’m sorry if this sounds like I’m interrogating you Navi.”
"No, no, I probably deserve it," she admits, with what sounds like a shrug. "Ask away. I'm surprised it didn't happen sooner, honestly."
“But you haven’t done anything,” she argued. “It’s not like you asked to come back, or get involved with that man. Hell, we even got you involved with us and you almost died after getting arrested for something you couldn’t control. Does that sound like you deserve it?”
"Oh, right, you guys... hadn't figured out that... errmm... how do I put this delicately..." How do you put WHAT delicately? "I... kinda kick-started this whole thing. I'm literally carrying three of the relics on my person."
“...you’re what?!” Cecily covered her mouth, trying not to alert the others by her raise in voice. She then audibly clears her voice and proceeds to talk. “You have three of the relics?”
"Y-Yeah... the orb, the rose, and the locket." Well, that explains the fabric from the rose scene, but what's this about a locket?
“Why do you have them?” Cecily immediately asks. “And how come you never thought about telling us?”
"Because I was gathering them for Steve!" she hisses back. "Of COURSE I wasn't gonna tell you lot I was grabbin' them for your enemy! Especially with how badly you all reacted to him havin' been the one to get the mask to your mom, what was I supposed to say, 'By the way I'm part of this whole thing in ways that you don't know about yet and also helped her get into the city without being noticed by customs'?!"
Cecily was at most silent at Navi’s confession. So she was on his side at the very start. She honestly didn’t know how to really react to this info. Was she angry? Yes. Directly at Navi? That was unknown at the moment. “...I... don’t know what to say.”
There's a bit of silence for a moment. "...if it helps at all, I... don't know that he wanted me to have sentience."
“...do you consider us as friends at all Navi?” Cecily eventually spoke up.
"I'm tellin' you all this, aren't I?" she says. "Against my better judgement..."
“That’s true,” Cecily says in the same somber tone. “I... I obviously have never been good at holding back my anger when it comes to these moments. Hell, one could say that the slightest annoyance could set me off, given a particular someone in our company. And if I’m being honest when I heard you were associated with Steven... I wanted to lash out on you. But... I also don’t want to jump any sort of gun with someone I call a friend. Especially after what just happened earlier. I just want to know that I can trust you to watch my back. And... if you trust us to watch yours.”
"...don't let anything take the locket from me. Please." Navi sounds... oddly desperate about that request.
“...I promise,” Cecily nods. “Wouldn’t be a comrade, or friend if I just let that happen.”
"If it goes, then- I don't know what will happen to me. I- I don't know how or why, but- this locket is what gives me my sentience to begin with. I don't think Steven ever intended for me to have free will."
The locket is the reason Navi is still her? That must be what power the relic has. All the more reason to make sure nothing happens to her or the locket itself. “Then it’s another mistake that bastard made that’s to our benefit. We’re all glad that you’re you Navi. You have my word. And the others... if you’re willing to also tell them about it.”
Navi nods. "I'll... see if I can once I catch up with you guys at that Hidden Hollow place. Once I've met up with Eiriol it'll just be a matter of her flying us over, hopefully..."
“Promise to stay safe while you make your way back to us, okay?” Cecily asks. “Can’t help but recall that one time you split up from the rest of us.” Quinn still feels guilty about it to this day.
"I'll try my damndest," she nods. "Take care."
“You too,” Cecily smiled as she hangs up.
[[END OF JOURNAL SESSION]]
Araquu Journal Session #12- A Short Interlude
Time: Sometime after Session 19 Characters: Maska, Navi
Posts indented like this were typed by the GM.
Posts that were not indented were typed by the player.
After the event at Yue’s hideaway, Maska catches up to Navi to see if she’s okay...
After the deal with Wu, they part ways. Maska catches up to Navi, "Hey, Navi! Wait up!" He runs up to her.
Navi was making her way towards Willow's place when Maska ran up to her. She turned to look over at him, confused about why he was calling her. "What's up?"
"I wanted to talk to you about what happened back in Yue's place" He stops in front of her "Do you have a minute? It'll only take a moment, I swear. No bullshit."
She raises an eyebrow, or at least least that's what you think she's doing considering the hood. "I suppose so? Only if it takes a minute, though."
"Alright; What happened back there?" Wow way to be blunt, then again this is Maska, "Back when when were talking about the zombie invasion? It looked like you wanted to say something but couldn't, or wouldn't."
"What do you mean, 'what happened'?" she asked. "What kinda answer are you lookin' for?"
"I'm just asking because you seem really conflicted to say anything" He said, "Wanted to know if you're fine."
"Depends what all you mean by being fine," Navi frowns.
"Fine with Cecily and Nevan's ghost coming down on you so harshly, I meant" Maska explains.
"I'm fine," she says, shaking her head with a sigh.
"You sure?" Maska tilts his head, "I know I sound like a broken record but I'm just worried. Sorry if I'm acting a fuckboi or something." He grins nervously.
"I mean, I'm a bit concerned about what all we saw," she frowns, "But I'm fine."
"Great! Oh, speaking of zombies, our mutual friend finally helped me with that magic," Maska told her, looking proud all proud of himself.
"...really? He's helping you?" Navi seems a bit perplexed by that.
"Yep, taught me-" He looks side to side to make sure no one's near them, then leans over to whisper, "Taught me how to restore the soul of someone."
"That seems... unlike him," she frowns, but seems to accept it.
"I can be very persuasive when i need to be" Don't look proud about that Maska.
"Uh-huh," she doesn't seem to think so.
"No seriously, I can be very persuasive!" He tried to defend himself, "I persuaded Wu didn't I?"
"You made puppy eyes at her until it worked."
"N-no! I gave her" Dramatic pause, "the Smolder" then does it.
"What is that thing you're doing with your face."
"That's the smolder" He doesn't stop doing it.
"It's gonna get your teeth broken is what it is."
"You're no fun" He drops, but smiles anyways "In any case, I'll let you do whatever you were doing or going to do."
"To Willow's. Where else?"
"Willow? Who was Willow again?"
"My witch friend. She runs a potion shop."
"Wait is that the witch Cecily's dating?"
"I guess so."
"Oh, well tell her I said hello."
Navi nods, then waves and heads on her way.
[[END OF JOURNAL SESSION]]
