PLEROMA | VOICE, ALSO FORWARD DATED TO AROUND THEN

[coerthantorment]

[Estinien still isn't sure how he feels about this method of communication, but now that it seems like something may be on the horizon, he'll sacrifice his mental well-being to get it done. He pushes inexpertly into the psychic realm, reaching out to all of those touched by the Pleroma.

It comes through roughly like his voice, but with a persistent sense of wary anticipation tinging it.]

Hail. This is Estinien Wyrmblood... with any luck, I have been able to reach you.

My dreams have been plagued by queer echoes of the selfsame vision we all had upon our arrival. It feels as if the shrines are once again stirring, and that more lost souls have fallen within their hold. If so, we can be sure that the Regent and their new thralls will one more move to claim the victims as prisoners.

We cannot allow this to happen. This time, I plan to meet the Kenoma's forces head-on, challenging them for the strategic positions around the shrines they took for granted last time. I know that not all of us have the training or abilities required to fight against such odds, but for those that do, I implore you to join me. 'Tis possible that we can spare these new arrivals the same dire fate.

Regardless of whether you join me on the field, I would find great value in knowing everything you can offer concerning the nature of the Kenoma's Aion forces. I fought a handful of them in the caverns, but many more escaped my focus.

For those that will lend their strength, but who have gone to the city... it is now within our power to guide you to our more secure location. There are those we can confer here that will help us plan our best way forward.

[At this point, he will let his message drift. Compiling information and threadjacking are very much welcomed! We are shamelessly ripping off the Kenoma here.]

Comments

[bearshermark]

Um. Yggdrasil is a-

['A tree' doesn't quite cover it]

She's.. the World Tree and the source of all life in Erdrea- the world I hail from. Below Her lies the First Forest.

[aquaveiled]

[ There's a feeling of confusion but wonder from her end of the conversation. It doesn't sound familiar at all, but the unfamiliar is always the most exciting. ]

So you all live in the canopy? You must feel pretty at home here.

[bearshermark]

[He laughs shortly, a bit flustered]

Ah, no. We live in normal towns and villages, but Yggdrasil hangs in the sky above.

[aquaveiled]

So...Yggdrasil must be a HUGE tree then. Or else you are normally very small, like pixies.

[bearshermark]

..Her branches are wide enough to walk along comfortably and Her Heart brighter than the moon in some regions.

[aquaveiled]

...I would love to see this tree someday. I've neve heard of anything quite like it!

[bearshermark]

It's strange. Until I found myself here, I would have thought every world would have an Yggdrasil.

[That is, if he'd ever thought about other worlds]

How does the cycle of rebirth work where you're from?

[aquaveiled]

[ A question she actually has an answer for! ]

When sometime dies the aether of their soul is returned to the Lifestream. That is the current of aether that flows through all living things. So when they are reborn, the lifestream is flowing through their physical form and imbuing them with that spirit.