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[ A man with long dark hair, dressed in green silk robes, is lazily fanning himself and smiling, as he lounges by a campfire. He’s singing along with a group of children seated next to him:
Stitch by stitch,
The love of a witch
Will unravel
Dusk to dawn
Each morning to mourn
With blood and gravel
He lifts his hand, stopping them. ]
I think I’ve learned it now, I’ll teach you all a verse also, come listen.
[ He clears his throat, and in a formal style, speaks as if he were reciting before a large audience. As he does so, the man’s eyes drift away to something just out of view. ]
When mountain peaks wear away, when all the rivers run dry
When thunderstorms rumble in winter, and snow falls from the summer sky
When heaven and earth seal back together, only then will I dare to—
[ A hand abruptly darts out from off camera, obscuring the scene for a moment. When it draws away, the stone has been forcibly moved, revealing the face of another man. ]
That’s not why we’re here. We’ve found out a few things about Lord Arha. If the song these children have been singing is true, this ghost army isn’t trying to rescue anyone, it’s out for revenge.
[ The first man scoots back into the scene, sitting right next to and parking his chin on the second man’s shoulder. ]
Ah-Xu, the man was betrayed!
[ He clicks his tongue, shaking his head sadly.]
He went to rescue his lady, but she joined hands with her enemies instead. The whole army was slaughtered!
[ "Ah-Xu," with a slightly frozen smile, says through his teeth: ]
Keep it down.
[ The undead army is clearly changing its guard in the background. More softly, the first man says, leaning towards the stone: ]
I’ve met some people who say they know how to deal with ghosts. Kindly share your knowledge, I have a feeling we’re all going to need it.
[ Meanwhile, the children have started softly singing again:
Love, her love
Hatisse’s sweet dove
Arha fell last
Vowed to return
His lady to scorn
And spit on their past
With strike of sword
The love of a lord
Will unravel
Dawn to dusk
His memory a husk
Each year he will travel.
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Stitch by stitch,
The love of a witch
Will unravel
Dusk to dawn
Each morning to mourn
With blood and gravel
He lifts his hand, stopping them. ]
I think I’ve learned it now, I’ll teach you all a verse also, come listen.
[ He clears his throat, and in a formal style, speaks as if he were reciting before a large audience. As he does so, the man’s eyes drift away to something just out of view. ]
When mountain peaks wear away, when all the rivers run dry
When thunderstorms rumble in winter, and snow falls from the summer sky
When heaven and earth seal back together, only then will I dare to—
[ A hand abruptly darts out from off camera, obscuring the scene for a moment. When it draws away, the stone has been forcibly moved, revealing the face of another man. ]
That’s not why we’re here. We’ve found out a few things about Lord Arha. If the song these children have been singing is true, this ghost army isn’t trying to rescue anyone, it’s out for revenge.
[ The first man scoots back into the scene, sitting right next to and parking his chin on the second man’s shoulder. ]
Ah-Xu, the man was betrayed!
[ He clicks his tongue, shaking his head sadly.]
He went to rescue his lady, but she joined hands with her enemies instead. The whole army was slaughtered!
[ "Ah-Xu," with a slightly frozen smile, says through his teeth: ]
Keep it down.
[ The undead army is clearly changing its guard in the background. More softly, the first man says, leaning towards the stone: ]
I’ve met some people who say they know how to deal with ghosts. Kindly share your knowledge, I have a feeling we’re all going to need it.
[ Meanwhile, the children have started softly singing again:
Love, her love
Hatisse’s sweet dove
Arha fell last
Vowed to return
His lady to scorn
And spit on their past
With strike of sword
The love of a lord
Will unravel
Dawn to dusk
His memory a husk
Each year he will travel.
ooc: replies from Wen Kexing
wenderer and/or Zhou Zishu fated_dance ]
un : deft hand of little deaths [voice]
But this Lord Ahra is at the very least a Wrath-level ghost with how he can keep the army in its thrall. I have a feeling that if we managed to make him pass on or destroy him, the rest will probably dissipate as he'd be the one keeping them here.
If he won't listen to any reason, and nothing else works to appease him, then destroying his bones and ashes would be a last resort, but we'd need to find them.
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I've heard others say this as well, that destroying Lord Arha will also vanquish the army; someone told me that the soldiers under him are tired of this repeated, pointless journey and wish to rest.
If it's as easy as destroying his ashes and bones, then we could start by setting fire to the tombs.
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Well, I didn't say it was going to be easy. And fire doesn't necessarily destroy bones. We would need to find his, and then make sure we have all of the bones and grind them and disperse them.
... I knwo some other people will want to try something else first though, and if their method works, it might be for the best. If he can move on to the next life, it's better for everyone.
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It's good to have a backup plan, regardless, in case our friend and his army do not wish to seek eternal rest.
[ A beat. ]
Did you say you were a... Heavenly Official? What does that entail?
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Ah… being here, it’s a bit much, isn’t it?
[ The man’s taken leave of his senses, clearly. ]
If communications like these upset you, there’s no need to pay attention to them.
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[Where did that come from? he's just answering questions and giving information?]
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How long have you been journeying with everyone? Do you have any friends here from home?
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I haven't see anyone I know so far, no.
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[ All alone in this place... he doesn't want to think about it. If he were here on his own without Ah Xu, how long could he cling to his own sanity. ]
You should come drink with us!
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