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Post by Blake Oleander on May 12, 2019 18:19:46 GMT -8
With the Conqueror making his moves and having experienced first hand what the power of the land when contained may be like, and lacking his own blessing now it seemed more important than ever to commune with the land and discover what he could do to protect or move it to ensure that it did not fall into the wrong hands. And so Blake would go with Virgil to the holy site where they suspect the Land gained it's sentience to try and commune with it.
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Post by Zack Asiv on May 12, 2019 20:51:03 GMT -8
He would reach the holy place they reached before. Virgil assumed he would need to be the translator. He would wait for Blake to make a move however.
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Post by Blake Oleander on May 12, 2019 20:52:50 GMT -8
He took a moment to just take the site in, looking for a bed of the flowers that were supposed to be from the spirits of the land. Kneeling down with a wince of pain f rom his injuries. He would glance back at Virgil.
"I'm not sure how to converse with them. Is there something I'm supposed to do?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on May 12, 2019 21:51:21 GMT -8
Virgil would nod.
"The flowers can hear you and understand. The life force will understand."
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Post by Blake Oleander on May 13, 2019 13:38:34 GMT -8
He nodded slowly.
"Thank you Virgil. And thank you to whatever spirits of the land that are listening. I used to believe what you gave me was a curse, but I have learned to see it as a blessing, strength with which to defend this place from those that would take and spoil it. I may no longer carry that blessing with me, but I know that it still lives out there and I believe it is fighting to keep us all safe.
What I have come to talk about however is the man who calls himself the Conqueror. We went to a faraway land to disrupt a blessing of the land that he had stolen, and we succeeded. However, it will only be a matter of time until he rebinds it to him. That is his gift, to imprison blessings or things such as yourself and bend them to his will. Trapped in large crystals where it is forced to serve him. I pledge to lay down my life to prevent that from happening here, but should the worst happen I intend to foil him one final time. I hope to have a way to move and hide you where he can not find you."
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Post by Zack Asiv on May 13, 2019 21:03:46 GMT -8
Virgil frowns as he tries to interpret the jumble of voices and emotions coming from the flowers, however he would nod after a moment.
"The power is too vast to move, but there may be a way to hide it."
Virgil listens some more as the voices grow a bit louder explaining themselves.
"Or more precisely for it to hide. Dig deep back into the home... I don't think there is an expression for what they are trying to explain, but while it's hiding no more children will be born with the monster power."
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Post by Blake Oleander on May 14, 2019 8:11:00 GMT -8
"I have a way to grant the blessing myself through a knife and the power of the man who made the experiments that seeped into the land here. I intend to gift the blessing to others to help defend this land."
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Post by Zack Asiv on May 15, 2019 21:22:57 GMT -8
Virgil stares at the flowers trying to figure it out what it is saying, but then nods.
"They say it's as good a plan as any... Basically. There is a lot of chatter."
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Post by Blake Oleander on May 15, 2019 21:28:07 GMT -8
"How will we be able to let them know they can stop hiding?"
He grunted in pain as he shifted.
"How many of them are chattering? Are there leaders among them?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on May 15, 2019 22:03:32 GMT -8
"It's a flood of voices, but they say return to this place and use the dagger to cut a flower at the stem. They will know then."
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Post by Blake Oleander on May 15, 2019 22:05:38 GMT -8
Blake would lay a hand on the ground, lowering his head.
"There is another question I would ask. I have wondered it since all of this began but I have been afraid to ask... Why was I chosen? Why me? Or any of us that were born with it inside of us?"
Was it because of a darkness inside of him? Or a light? Was he the monster? Or the other form it took? Was it a blessing or a curse?
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Post by Zack Asiv on May 17, 2019 14:56:03 GMT -8
Virgil listens and after a few moments he nods.
"Willingness. You would think Bravery, stubbornness or something a kin to it. But, they are saying the willingness of the soul to act. We call it a fight or flight instinct, and it's the instinct to fight. A selfless nature."
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Post by Blake Oleander on May 17, 2019 15:49:36 GMT -8
"I see."
He said slowly, he hadn't considered that.
"What happened to my inner monster when it was released? Why did it change the way it did? Will all of you change so when you choose someone to bear you?"
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Post by Zack Asiv on May 23, 2019 16:18:31 GMT -8
Virgil would listen.
"Monsters are not their true form. After connecting to the monster and fully accepting it and trusting it, it shed the negativity of it's identity, the shared animosity between you and took it's true pure form."
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Post by Blake Oleander on May 24, 2019 6:49:24 GMT -8
"I see."
He took a sharp breath as his ribs ached from his wounds.
"Before you go into hiding I just wish to thank you for granting us the strength to protect our home. I would ask if you have final guidance for me as my own form is no longer within me for guidence."
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