[Kenoma] Discussion

[lachtara]

( 🟣 - Emet, 🔵 - Ciel )

Good Evening.

There are some within our ranks who we have not had the pleasure of meeting. I am Emet-Selch. Ciel and I serve as tacticians and teachers to the Kenoma.

I function as acting counsel for devising strategies. Additionally, some of you may find yourself in possession of new magical abilities that you did not have before. I am available to assist you with honing your newfound magical skills. To those of you who find yourself injured, I can provide my magic to heal your wounds so that you may be hale and whole once more.

[ He sighs. My, is this a mouthful. ]

My name is Ciel. I am versed in martial arts and am proficient with most types of weaponry. There are various means of developing melee combat prowess across Achamoth, but if you would like personalized instructions at any level, please contact me and we’ll arrange for a schedule. I can also perform magical healing along with Father Paul.

Unfortunately, We do not have much time for pleasantries. The Pleroma will soon be at our doorstep. Their goal is to retrieve their allies who remain captive inside our walls, and our goal is to lure them deep within the Citadel where we may enact our own plans. You will be provided assignments once it is closer to the promised hour. Prepare in your own way meanwhile; The Citadel is host to all manners of weaponry and the army's training grounds.

[ It’s kept a little vague and unspecific. Though they do intend to give adequate information, there is also no question that they have had traitors in their midst as of late. Everything will be doled out with due caution. Although, there will be a silent message sent to each person asking them to respond with some information of their abilities. ]

We are at war, bloodshed is inevitable. We will be attacked soon, and we must defend our keep. Consider this communion address a formal hub for discussion and organization of the battle to come. We will begin with information sharing of the Pleroma: knowing their names, appearances, and capabilities will better prepare us in dealing with them in combat. Aions may develop new abilities at any time, however; intel from the mission in Venera and Godsblood may very well be outdated by now, so do not assume anything we go over in this address as the extent of what they can do. Anything you may have witnessed at the shrines can be helpful, including other newcomers you may have met that did not return to Achamoth..

To the third wave of newly awoken Aions, it is regrettable that we cannot welcome you better, you’ve unfortunately arrived at a tumultuous time on Horos. If this is all too much for any reason, that’s fine. Contact me privately, and we can at least arrange for you to be somewhere safe during this. To those used to wielding great power, please get some practice in and verify your new limits. Becoming an Aion may have weakened you, do not let that catch you off-guard on the battlefield.

To those who are new, introduce yourselves and ask any questions you have. We will answer your questions as best we can, and I encourage our fellow Kenoma to chime in where they may. Do try to keep your questions interesting enough to be worth reading.

Comments

[regression]

Yoo Joonghyuk.

[ That's really it for introductions. There's a wave of vigilance in general. He's mostly focused on the main post's topic, though. And, in general, power and benefits. ]

What are these plans we want to enact when we lure them in. What is the range of known Aion abilities.

[cutlery]

[ He certainly gets the nose wrinkle vibe, but you know? Fair enough. If that's what he's getting in response to being open about his being, he'll absolutely take that over most any other option. ]

Then first, let me say thank you for your time, Miss Ciel. I do appreciate it.

[ There's sincerity that comes with those words easily, at least! But it does also bleed into a small amount of amusement as he continues, so... nose wrinkle vibe deserved. ]

But that is an interesting set of circumstances, I must say. Do you know how many took such a promise of power?

[vivificantem]

[noted, gen.]

[cutlery]

Really?

[ He surprise is genuine, but it comes with a thoughtful noise before he continues. ]

It is indeed. I have lived thousands of years. Long enough that I truly do not know how long. Tracking the passage of time simply was not of interest to my kind. We only began to do so once humanity started to do so with any consistency. [ a shrug ] I may have been alive for a few thousand years, or it may be a geological age.

[lachtara]

Given that the Pleroma are not likely to show you Clemency, you will undoubtedly have to utilize your skills.

[ Pause. ]

With that said, it is an inopperotune introduction, but I bid you welcome to the Kenoma.

[sterngaze]

[...]

I wouldn't say that.

I wish we were allies instead of enemies, and I think she feels the same way. But the next time I see her, I will do my best to claim her shard. And I have no doubt she'll do the same for me.

[vivificantem]

They fare well enough. I've been trying to prepare them, at least in theory, for what's about to happen; I can't say they're ready in practice for anything that may be about to hit the city, but I found it for the best that they know. Should they assist us in ensuring that the Pleroma threat is defied, I have assured them that their actions will be seen well in the eyes of the Aions.

[subsist]

So, if we give you a name and a face, you'll take them down without hesitation?

[gravings]

[ Edgy...

Maybe Mordred will be able to feel Gray's communion presence lingering as she listens before it wavers a little and then... goes away without saying anything, bye ]

[regressor]

Ah… I’m sorry, maybe it sounded like I meant I didn’t want to be cooperative…

I do.

It’s just… I don’t want to hurt any of you or the people who live in this city by accident. If you’re the strategist… maybe you could make sure that doesn’t happen… ?

Caitlyn Kiramman

[zauneyete]

[ Even with Silco's clumsiness at communion, there's an image of this woman. ]

Enforcer Kiramman is a member of the corrupt topside police force in my world. She favors the rifle, and is unlikely to be encountered in close combat, although like most Enforcers from my world -- beware the butt of the rifle.

[ That is accompanied by a flicker of phantom pain, one would notice it around ones...eye. ]

Aside from that, she is sanctimonious, and likely to think she's morally correct in all things. Also unlikely to be swayed away from the cause -- particularly if I am here, as she apparently thinks that uplifting my city out from under their boots is morally repugnant. I would recommend taking her out quickly, and efficiently. She is little threat beyond the weapon -- unless things have changed since.

[fallingsand]

Oh, I mean, I already... can do. A thing. An ability thing. Something I've been able to do most of my life but it's.

[ It is virtually the source of all that ails him, the destruction of his old life and home the one glaring exception there. ]

Actually, you know what? N-nevermind. It's more trouble than it's worth, I'll. I'll focus on something else.

[ Ahem. He tries really hard to move on from that, reorienting his attention to the idea of self-defense. Even that seems like a wild idea, having to defend himself. ]

Uh, I don't suppose you have any suggestions? On defending yourself from... them? Like, how. How do we actually tell they're Pleroma?

[expiera]

[Oh, it's that Mysterious Knight from the dream. Who goes by the name "Saber"? That sounds like a class container something she may have heard of in passing. Curious...

Just a peep of curiosity, nothing to see here!]

[cutlery]

Ah, rich, yes. My last master was an Earl of England, so his estate was quite vast, and he also had quite the business acumen himself.

[ There's a feeling of admiration that comes with the description that's genuine, though fittingly for what she says, there's a definite feeling that this is also begrudging admiration... ]

Ah, yes. I did experience that a tad when I met Mr. Howl... It is. Hm. [ He pauses, thoughtful, then asks lightly: ] Is it fair to say it is unpleasant? Of nothing personal to Mr. Howl, of course. It is quite a strange sensation to me regardless of who it comes from.

[fallingsand]

Well, yeah, I'm not... probably not totally talentless...

[ Of course, he's failing to mention his actual talent at all here. It just isn't combat-related, unfortunately. ]

Everyone sure is making them sound like they're the stab first, ask questions later sorta folks. Is that really... how it is? All of them?

[lachtara]

One tends to lose track after so much time passes, regardless of intentions.

[expiera]

[In hindsight that sort of power is just the worst of every world, misery vision is probably worse than having no powers at all... 😔]

It's nice to meet you despite the circumstances, Bruno. As Aions can develop new abilities based on self-perception, we can very much help you with that, too. May I ask you what you're good at, Bruno? Or something you enjoy doing?

[lachtara]

Every Pleroma will be different, just as every person is different. The question you should be asking is: Are you willing to gamble your life on which is willing to reason with you and which is willing to take your life? There is no way to know the difference for sure.

[galdorleod]

...a congregation? Hm. I see. [ So that's what you've been so busy doing, Paul. Howl hasn't forgotten about you. And after that rousing speech he made during the Regent's summoning, how could any of them. ]

Whatever rest or preparation you might need to do in order to use your powers... I suppose I don't need to tell you this, but, please make sure to do it. [ the dread in Howl's stomach is telling him that things are going to be bad. ]

[galdorleod]

Ah. So that's his name.

[cutlery]

Oh, certainly. Tracking the passage of time to such minutia is a mortal phenomenon, in my experience.

[ There's another shrug, but this one is definitely more emotional than literal ]

But I suppose on a related point, should there be need of human history, I also am not inconvenienced by faulty memory. Most of it will be quite irrelevant except to other Aions, circumstances as they are, but the way things are named here is quite familiar to me, for example. Kenoma, pleroma, Æon—they are words of a long dead philosopher whose works were considered heresies and destroyed. There is similarity enough in their concepts that it certainly caught my attention.

[galdorleod]

Not to my knowledge, no.

[ Unless they've made progress on the prisoners that he hasn't heard about. ]

But that is no excuse not to try.

[expiera]

Of course. Information is the least that we can provide you all with.

[It's BUSINESS, or so she keeps telling herself...]

There's at least four among our ranks who developed new abilities during their time on Horos, we've witnessed several instances of the enemy doing the same as well. The development can be sudden or gradual, but it can be trained too depending on the power in question. [...] I myself happened across a side-grade, if you will. It's an ability I had before, but changed to function a different way that would not be possible back in my world.

[To give him a general idea of what's possible, that's all.]

[lachtara]

[ "Any in this city?" That causes a quirk of his eyebrow at least. ]

Consider my interest piqued.

I will do what I can to help control them once they are explained to me. A public fora may not an ideal place to do that, but we may meet in person if you prefer.

[fallingsand]

[ Hey, sometimes they're good visions... very rarely but still sometimes... ]

Oh. It's nice to meet you, too? [ Unsure. It isn't personal, Ciel, he's very unsure about everything currently. ] I mean, yes, it is. It is nice to meet you, too.

[ There, the second time sounded less like a question. ]

Hm, self-perception. I'm not particularly good at anything, to be honest. Like, I have hobbies but. I was only ever really expected to do one thing ever, really.