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Entry tags:
- amos burton: lover,
- barnaby brooks jr: lover,
- bruno madrigal: martyr,
- ciel: martyr,
- emet-selch: champion,
- father paul hill: martyr,
- howl: celebrant,
- jonathan crane: sovereign,
- kaeya alberich: lover,
- liem talbott: champion,
- makoto ("m"): firebrand,
- minegishi gen: lover,
- sebastian michaelis: celebrant,
- tartaglia (childe): firebrand,
- yoo joonghyuk: champion
[Kenoma] Discussion
( π£ - Emet, π΅ - 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 weβll 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.
[ Itβs 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, youβve unfortunately arrived at a tumultuous time on Horos. If this is all too much for any reason, thatβs 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.
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 weβll 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.
[ Itβs 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, youβve unfortunately arrived at a tumultuous time on Horos. If this is all too much for any reason, thatβs 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.
omg i feel like i didn't even notice haha
( given that the ultimate destiny of the universe (multi-universe?) is at stake, and all... )
Well, I'm not sure I can promise you a tower, but if this is something that might indeed help discern possible paths into the future, I feel as though we can at least try to accommodate your request to see if it still works.
I will look into this and see what can be done. The path to the shore isn't without its dangers. ( there is a forest full of enormous spiders. ) If the city can spare them, perhaps we can requisition a small group of people with a soldier escort there to get you what you need.
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[ Actually, that seems like way too much work for sand, too. Worrying. ]
I'm not sure we should really be putting folks in danger for sand, though?
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( there's the impression of a sly smile. )
Believe me, the people of these city would risk their lives for far less worthy endeavors.
You needn't concern yourself for them.
( the more accustomed to achamoth and its people bruno became, the more he might understand what makoto means. regardless... it's not as though the demon spares too many thoughts or considerations for the people of this city or any other. they'll all find their end in the end, after all. )
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[ Makoto may not care but it will take a while before Bruno gets used to the idea. He'll never quite like it. At least pick a real adventure to die on, people, not sand retrieval. ]
But I guess that's not... really... up to me, is it?
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( achamites have apparently been like this far longer than any living Aion can recall, even those that preceded the group that makoto had arrived with. )
If you are very concerned, we can see if there are any among our number that would be willing to go in their stead.
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[ Better than random civilians or soldiers being devoured for, again, sand. ]
For a whole bunch of us? Or... or is that not a thing we're, uh, allowed to...?
[ Do. No one has really stopped him from moving about the Citadel once he'd been allowed out and away from the Lodestone but, again, he has no idea. What else is even out there? Does the Regent limit their Aions? Certainly, it'd be a bad time to leave town right now and all, but, still. ]
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( they had already gone a few months ago, but that didn't have to act as a deterrent for a return visit. their aims the last time had been slightly different, but in the end it had still largely been for recreation. given how dire things have been for the last few months, the Kenoma Aions would likely be in similarly dire need for some rest and recuperation after all of this is said and done.
assuming things don't go disastrously, of course. )
So long as it does not directly contradict or inhibit the Regent's ultimate aims, Mr. Madrigal, ( let's just say he picked up on an introduction from another conversation through Communion, ) you will find we have the freedom to do very nearly whatever we want.
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Uh, Bruno is... you can just call me Bruno. Instead. [ Of that. ] But that's good. I mean, I'm not really sure where or what else I'd do besides be here, anyway, but. Who knows.
[ He's sure other cities exist. Somewhere. Wow, he should really look up a map sometime. ]
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( he gives the impression of a smooth veneer of polite nicety, but there's also a fragment of amusement embedded in its surface. one could see bruno's discomfort at being called such a thing from space, but he's going to choose not to pick on him for now. )
Then you are free to do as much or as little as you wish, for the time being. What is asked of us is that we simply do as the Regent dictates to the best of our ability when they call upon us. So long as you do that, all will be well.
( sort of )