[ glendower's first name. you know this. father willow continues to stare, before he speaks... ]
“Owain was not like common men. He could speak to the birds. He could speak to us, the tir e e’lintes. He wanted his country to be a wild place of magic, a place of dreams and songs, crossed by powerful amae vias. So we fought for him. We all lost everything. He lost everything."
[ you follow along enough to understand that this man worked directly under glendower, and knew that glendower believed in the power of the ley lines. ]
"“Wales was unmade. We were unmade. The tir e e’lintes who were left were to hide Owain Glyndŵr until a time when he could rise again. We were to hide him for a time. To slow him as we are slow in trees. But there were not enough places of power left on the Welsh amae vias after the demon’s work. And so we fled here; we died here."
[ and he looks at marcoh seriously. ]
"It is dangerous to spill blood on an ama via. Even a little can plant dark things.”
[ his eyes gaze elsewhere... ]
"A forest on the spirit road... but the demon unmakes it."
[ Me like I'm so afraid there's something critical I haven't asked I could be missing but also I read Dana's tag on flat you can come by because I think Marcoh is going to stop here because he needs to really think and reevaluate. Might be recoup time. ]
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meet blue's father.
he is a man of few words, quiet and unsure. perhaps... you can ask him questions? ]
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...
I. Hello?
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The one in search of the king.
[ yes, no? is that you? ]
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Who are you?
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[ glendower's first name. you know this. father willow continues to stare, before he speaks... ]
“Owain was not like common men. He could speak to the birds. He could speak to us, the tir e e’lintes. He wanted his country to be a wild place of magic, a place of dreams and songs, crossed by powerful amae vias. So we fought for him. We all lost everything. He lost everything."
[ you follow along enough to understand that this man worked directly under glendower, and knew that glendower believed in the power of the ley lines. ]
"“Wales was unmade. We were unmade. The tir e e’lintes who were left were to hide Owain Glyndŵr until a time when he could rise again. We were to hide him for a time. To slow him as we are slow in trees. But there were not enough places of power left on the Welsh amae vias after the demon’s work. And so we fled here; we died here."
[ and he looks at marcoh seriously. ]
"It is dangerous to spill blood on an ama via. Even a little can plant dark things.”
[ his eyes gaze elsewhere... ]
"A forest on the spirit road... but the demon unmakes it."
[ and he falls quiet. ]
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[ WAIT? YOU GOT EIGHTEEN YEARS OF 'SPLAININ' TO DO. ]
Who is the demon? What is happening to the city?
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"A dark thing...born from blood spilled. The third sleeper awoken." [ a pause, and his eyes shut. ] "Unmaker."
[ perhaps he is tapped out on information in this regard. ]
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[ Sorry he's going to try. ]
What do we have to do to fix it?
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“Someone must willingly die on the corpse road.”
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[ Well then. ]
Anyone?
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"Willing death to pay for unwilling death."
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[ Not that. He thinks there's exactly going to be a lot of time, with how it is here. ]
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Yves said Blue is frozen, too.
Is the demon doing this? Will fixing this save her?
[ And everyone, from whatever the hell is going on here? ]
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"Unmaker..." [ he seems to contemplate. ] "The demon will unmake until the maker is unmade."
[ or until it's killed, yes. marcoh may take that as he will. ]
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Marcoh, I found a sword!
[ what about you buddy ]
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Where did you find that...
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[ reason? unclear ]
She's frozen... so I'm going to borrow it and bring it back.
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Yves, we need to talk with the others.
[ Those two who didn't even fucking let him know they already arrived to Blue's house help me. Texts. ]
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holds sword in other hand ]
Okay. I'm here if you need anything.
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I know you are.
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