un: deft hand of little deaths [Voice]

[scrapgege]

... So everyone can hear me if I use this right? Like a communication array, but without a password? Oh, that's handy!

Ah, sorry!

I just arrived here from the ship and I was asked by someone to go deliver some goods, so I might end up coming back a bit late. I still should use the side door to come back in, right?

[Adressed to someone else on his side.]

... Ah yes, yes, I'm following you, sorry, I just needed...

[And back to the general public]

I have to go, I'll be back soon! I hope!

Comments

un: guess who's the 'yiling patriarch' today

[downswing]

( Is this another child. )

Do not follow strangers.

[Voice]

[scrapgege]

It's fine? They're just people. And they're just having a meeting.

still writing for the small child

[downswing]

Their matters, known to them.

[scrapgege]

Well, they told me to come with them, so I don't think I'm intruding.

['Told', not 'asked', because it was very much not asking, of that Xie Lian is sure.]

They keep talking of a man called Arne, but it seems like he might have died a very long time ago...

[downswing]

They mean to take you to the dead?

[scrapgege]

What dead? Everyone here is alive?

... Well, most of everyone. There's a few people who feel weird, but nothing I can't deal with, I think. Probably.

[downswing]

Return.

[scrapgege]

I don't think they're really keen on just letting me walk out for now.

[downswing]

Location?

[scrapgege]

I... don't know. It was dark on the way, and I've only just arrived.

[downswing]

You require rescue?

[scrapgege]

I think I'm alright? They just want me to drink something. That won't kill me.

[downswing]

Reveal yourself too young.



( As you are clearly a small child. )

[scrapgege]

I'm not too young to drink. And it doesn't really smell like alcohol anyway.

[downswing]

Claim sickness. The stench of sea.

Ask to remove yourself.

[scrapgege]

I... really don't think this is going to work. And there's a lot of them here, I don't think antagonizing them is the right way to go.

[downswing]

Flee.

[scrapgege]

[Sorry, Wangji, no more messages incoming for the next... 24 to 36 hours at the very least.]

[jeoha]

[ A pause, a frown. ]

Master-- [ A pause. Was that Wei Wuxian or Lan Wangji? He is going to guess the latter purely by text. ] - Master Lan is wise. It is dangerous for us alone, right now. Who are you with?

[scrapgege]

Don't worry, it's fine!

Uhm, they're people who're having a meeting and they are talking about a person named Anurr? Some of them are getting tattoos in red and that's how I ended up there, someone asked me to help deliver their ink.

[jeoha]

[ Oh gods. ]

Anurr--

I don't recognize your title, or your voice, so I assume you are new here. But Anurr commands undead legions, and once ruled over this place.

The red tattoos... those are his mark.

[scrapgege]

Ah, yes, I was on the ship.

... There really aren't that many undead people here though. Everyone feels alive. Mostly. Maybe a few people don't.

[He doesn't sound overly panicked by this.]

[jeoha]

[ There is a long pause, while Lee Chang pinches the bridge of his nose. ]

These - okay. Do you know where you are, where you're going?

[ He might have to do some research himself. ]

[scrapgege]

I don't really know... It was dark on the way, and their invitation was a little forceful. And I also don't know the area very well.

They're saying they want to fight to free Sa-Hareth from this other person, Unhalad? They're quite insistant about it. They're getting those red tattoos, and they didn't really like that I didn't want one.

[jeoha]

Listen.

We rescued you, because what you are - who you are - is extremely valuable to these undead warlords. You are a weapon that they can use. Do they know who you are? Where you're from?

Dark or not, describe what you can.

[scrapgege]

I don't think they know. They keep talking to me as if I'm from here so of course I will agree with them. And when I told them I'm not, they thought I was a spy from the east.

It looks like a soft of warehouse? There's some broken bags and chests... it looks like they used to store salt in there.

[jeoha]

Say as little as possible.

We will do our best to retrieve you, if you cannot quietly leave on your own.

[scrapgege]

I just said my country was very far away. They wouldn't know the name of it anyway, it's not in this world and it hasn't existed for eight hundred years.

They want me to try and drink something, and it doesn't look like poison.

[downswing]

( Thank you for supporting the survival of the small child. )

[scrapgege]

[You are all small children to Xie Lian, who is 800+ years old in spite of looking 17, yay for ascending to godhood in your prime.]

un: Taste of twilight’s trickled honeydew

[pinkxeno]

W-wha... [ after everything that happened ]

You shouldn't be following people like that...! Do you know them?

[scrapgege]

No? Someone asked me to deliver something to them, and then they told me to come with them to where they are having this meeting and drinking and getting tattoos, apparently.

Don't worry, they're all humans. Well.... most of them are. There are a few people who feel a bit weird, but not dangerous.