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.
rand
See this overly-serious guy here? His name is Rand... he never smiles or anything, and he's stupidly tall, you can't miss him.
I think his magic comes from his arms or his hands? I don't really get it, but he couldn't do anything when he couldn't move them. So that's helpful, right? Just aim for them first, and then no problem. And I didn't see a lot of what he could do, but he can blow stuff up.
[ And then, a beat, before she offers one more helpful bit of advice. ]
But I wouldn't fight him unless you plan on killing him, really. He's super stubborn.
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Super stubborn how? He seemed pretty [ normal? ] unimpressive when I bumped into him at Godsblood.
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[ Not in the Pleroma, and not in the Kenoma, either. ]
But I know that's how he is... I don't think he'd ever retreat from a fight with one of us, if you get what I mean.
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... so he's kinda stupid. Got it.
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[ Spoken with the even keel of someone who's experienced it firsthand and knows exactly what he's talking about.
Although... ]
Considering what he tried to do to the Regent before, that probably isn't all he can do.
He's inexperienced, though. He killed an Achamite guard in Godsblood, and that fucked him up enough that he made himself an easy target. Either he's grown up real fast since then, or you can use that.
[ The tone of Amos' voice indicates that he's willing to bet it's more the latter than the former. ]
Should probably just try killing him and bringing his shard back here. That'd be easiest.
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...No, it'll be too much trouble getting into.]
He's also a Martyr. It should be easy to get to him through someone else.
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[ Sure makes you wonder if there's anything Rand can't do... ]
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He can wield water as well, but I believe he needs to have a source for it to work. I doubt he can manifest it out of thin air.
[ unless channelling the moisture in the air works? then, well...
how annoying. it sounds like fire stick boy has more tricks up his sleeve. ]
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And I suppose he looks good in a wet shirt. He has that going for him, at least.
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[ genuine surprise here!! ]
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[ This, combined with seeing Akua at Rand's escape effort, has convinced her that the two must be close, or have some sort of relationship outside of just being allies. Hmm. ]
Yeah, that makes sense. I mean, he's the kind of person who probably would've fought you to the death over it, if he hadn't gotten a hold on it. It's sad about the shard, but I'm glad you weren't hurt more...
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More importantly... ]
You sound like you know them both. And by name, no less?
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But I only met Akua for the first time in Godsblood! That's the same for you, right?
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Howl hums quizzically. ]
Yes, certainly the first time I ever met such a woman. She wasn't part of our first group of Aions.
My interaction with her was very brief before we began to fight, but she strikes me as a prideful, overconfident woman. [ Which is probably why she lost, and so swiftly. ]
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[ Her words are faintly amused, faintly confused still, by the woman's confident, dramatic display. ]
She just sat down and crossed her legs and kept talking to me. Right in the open... it's no wonder she tried to attack you head on like that, being so confident.
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Then perhaps she has been humbled. One would hope so; maybe, we'll be spared her hubris and all that accompanies it in the future.
[ Doubtful, though. ]