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Entry tags:
- *event,
- anakin skywalker: michele,
- anakin solo: ellie,
- chizuru yukimura: jelle,
- dabi: starseed,
- darth maul: shade,
- ezra bridger: lis,
- genjiro chibana: vandal,
- hotaru tomoe: xae,
- izuku "deku" midoriya: tea,
- jaina solo: yubsie,
- jin guangyao: ray,
- katsuki bakugou: megan,
- keith: sailor g,
- kylo ren: corie,
- lan xichen: rivers,
- lance: charley,
- luca: robin,
- luz noceda: pedro,
- nara'a sunvara: matt,
- obi-wan kenobi: timmy,
- ortus nigenad: beth,
- peter graham: jhey,
- robby keene: ree,
- sharon da silva: lunare,
- usagi tsukino: jax
now your tearin through the pages and the ink
DECEMBER 2022 EVENT
FIGHT OR FLIGHT
COLD AS ICE
NOW YOU SEE ME
CODING
Due to the cyclical nature of Trench, LAST YEARS EVENT PROMPTS are also open to players. Please be sure to mark if you are using this years prompts or last years prompts to avoid confusion for players.
IMAGE DESCRIPTORS IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE
Prompt One
[Image One: Animal paw print in the snow. ]
[Image Two: A close up of a hissing cat's mouth. ]
Prompt Two
[Image One: Hands underneath cracking ice. ]
[Image Two: A dark, snowy river bed in the woods at night under the moon and clouds. ]
Prompt Three
[Image One: A woman lying in the snow, her face covered by her hair. ]
[Image Two: Bloody handprints in the snow. ]
Prompt One
[Image One: Animal paw print in the snow. ]
[Image Two: A close up of a hissing cat's mouth. ]
Prompt Two
[Image One: Hands underneath cracking ice. ]
[Image Two: A dark, snowy river bed in the woods at night under the moon and clouds. ]
Prompt Three
[Image One: A woman lying in the snow, her face covered by her hair. ]
[Image Two: Bloody handprints in the snow. ]
WHEN: December
WHERE: Throughout Trench, particularly near the woods.
CONTENT WARNINGS: Paranoia, fear, violence, possible murder, reality questioning
WHERE: Throughout Trench, particularly near the woods.
CONTENT WARNINGS: Paranoia, fear, violence, possible murder, reality questioning
Dorothea seems to be off. She's more skittish than usual, even to those she may have formed even the slightest of connections to. Her own patrons will notice that she still acts like a cornered animal whenever someone gets too close. Her hair might puff up, she shrinks back from touch, and she's quick to bite if she feels she has to defend herself. People can put two and two together pretty easily: whatever illness that has made the Tower so odd has spread out to others.
The fear she's feeling will slowly start to spread out through the month. Those who have Dorothea as their patron Pthumerian will start to feel the impacts earlier than others, but soon it's going out into the general Sleeper population. It starts off with a tiny voice in the back of the mind, one that alerts danger, even if there isn't anything immediately threatening in the area. It's quiet at first, but becomes louder and louder, until the fear becomes overwhelming.
People will start to respond to it with their natural instincts of fight, flight, or freeze. Some people might try to blend into the background and keep away from strong social settings. Others might start to lash out, fighting with anyone who crosses their path because they could be the threat. People can even go so far as to try to kill those they're close to simply because they don't trust them to be safe.
But that rational side might still try to break through. The constant tug of war can leave people questioning what's real, where the danger really is coming from, or if there was any danger to begin with. It's hard to get the answers or to calm down enough to look for concrete proof when the heart is racing as fast as it is, clouding the mind from being able to handle reason.
If a Sleeper fights their natural instinct and tries to trust others, the effects seem to lessen, but they never fully go away. The small underlying feeling of fear will be there throughout the month, no matter how hard someone tries to fight it.
Note: Not everyone will be hit by this curse. You may opt-out by simply having your character not be effected. For those who are already dealing by paranoia or distrust from their blood impacts, the effects will be that much stronger and more difficult to fight, and more likely to escalate to violence.
The fear she's feeling will slowly start to spread out through the month. Those who have Dorothea as their patron Pthumerian will start to feel the impacts earlier than others, but soon it's going out into the general Sleeper population. It starts off with a tiny voice in the back of the mind, one that alerts danger, even if there isn't anything immediately threatening in the area. It's quiet at first, but becomes louder and louder, until the fear becomes overwhelming.
People will start to respond to it with their natural instincts of fight, flight, or freeze. Some people might try to blend into the background and keep away from strong social settings. Others might start to lash out, fighting with anyone who crosses their path because they could be the threat. People can even go so far as to try to kill those they're close to simply because they don't trust them to be safe.
But that rational side might still try to break through. The constant tug of war can leave people questioning what's real, where the danger really is coming from, or if there was any danger to begin with. It's hard to get the answers or to calm down enough to look for concrete proof when the heart is racing as fast as it is, clouding the mind from being able to handle reason.
If a Sleeper fights their natural instinct and tries to trust others, the effects seem to lessen, but they never fully go away. The small underlying feeling of fear will be there throughout the month, no matter how hard someone tries to fight it.
Note: Not everyone will be hit by this curse. You may opt-out by simply having your character not be effected. For those who are already dealing by paranoia or distrust from their blood impacts, the effects will be that much stronger and more difficult to fight, and more likely to escalate to violence.
WHEN: December
WHERE: ???
CONTENT WARNINGS: Possible drowning, being trapped under ice, claustrophobia
WHERE: ???
CONTENT WARNINGS: Possible drowning, being trapped under ice, claustrophobia
It feels like a dream, but the world around is so solid and real, it's hard to tell if that's true. Everything is pitch black at first and the Sleeper stuck in this new place will feel a heavy weight on their chest. What's most noticeable right off the bat is how cold it is. Colder than it was back in Trench, an almost stabbing pain all over the skin, and it wouldn't be over the top to worry about frost bite. The pressure that's pushing onto the Sleeper's chest will become more noticeable all around them, like there's some sort of vice grip on their entire body.
A beam of moonlight breaks through the darkness and it's then that they are able to tell where they are: under water. Trapped under the ice of a large lake, one where shore seems completely out of reach. Swimming to the top will make it clear that while the ice has cracks on the very surface of it, they're superficial, and it may feel difficult to break through. Trying to use powers to break through the ice will make it clear very quickly that powers don' work in this water.
Is this it? Is that the end? Continuing to swim to try and find a hole may feel pointless, but those who choose to will eventually find that they run into another Sleeper or two. It's hard to communicate underwater, likely, especially when it seems like the omnis don't work to project thoughts to one another the way they usually do. But if the Sleepers can figure out how to communicate, they might find that coordinating their movements to push up against the ice will start to make a loud, rumbling noise fill the water.
The ice is starting to crack. It just takes team work.
Fighting one another or resisting will bring about the very obvious feeling of drowning. Even those who can breathe under water will find that they are unable to in these moments. The only option to get out is to work as a team. So long as they cooperate, Sleepers can break a hole through the ice, escaping the frozen water.
Crawling through the hole in the ice will bring them out of a manhole in a random street of Trench. The lake will be gone and the water too. Those who don't crawl out fast enough behind their teammates will find that the hole disappears entirely and they're forced to start all over.
A beam of moonlight breaks through the darkness and it's then that they are able to tell where they are: under water. Trapped under the ice of a large lake, one where shore seems completely out of reach. Swimming to the top will make it clear that while the ice has cracks on the very surface of it, they're superficial, and it may feel difficult to break through. Trying to use powers to break through the ice will make it clear very quickly that powers don' work in this water.
Is this it? Is that the end? Continuing to swim to try and find a hole may feel pointless, but those who choose to will eventually find that they run into another Sleeper or two. It's hard to communicate underwater, likely, especially when it seems like the omnis don't work to project thoughts to one another the way they usually do. But if the Sleepers can figure out how to communicate, they might find that coordinating their movements to push up against the ice will start to make a loud, rumbling noise fill the water.
The ice is starting to crack. It just takes team work.
Fighting one another or resisting will bring about the very obvious feeling of drowning. Even those who can breathe under water will find that they are unable to in these moments. The only option to get out is to work as a team. So long as they cooperate, Sleepers can break a hole through the ice, escaping the frozen water.
Crawling through the hole in the ice will bring them out of a manhole in a random street of Trench. The lake will be gone and the water too. Those who don't crawl out fast enough behind their teammates will find that the hole disappears entirely and they're forced to start all over.
WHEN: December
WHERE: Trenchwood
CONTENT WARNINGS: Murder, demons, supernatural, violence, abuse, other awful fairy tale themes
WHERE: Trenchwood
CONTENT WARNINGS: Murder, demons, supernatural, violence, abuse, other awful fairy tale themes
There's one thing that's always nice about the holiday seasons lining up across so many worlds: people get to share the stories of their homelands with one another. Traditions are passed down, legendary figures are explained. People will find that they're even more compelled to share stories from their home, whether it's about a winter holiday they deeply enjoy, or even fairy tales that they were told as children. Th urge to share will feel completely natural, even if it's just to one person rather than a whole group.
But there's always a catch in Trench. As stories are shared, the figures that they're focused on will start to manifest throughout the city as actual, real beings. Santa Claus, shoemaking elves, Snow Queens... Anything is up for grabs, but they won't be exactly like the figures that people spoke of. Their eyes will glow a deep red and their skin will be covered in bleeding wounds, dripping red paths across the snow. These strange versions of these legendary beings will haunt the streets of Trench, attacking anyone they see who doesn't look like them.
It will become clear that there's violent demons about as Trenchies (or even Sleepers) start to show up dead in the snow. Their deaths never seem to be gentle, but instead a clear product of a frenzied blood lust. People may have been brutally stabbed, or ripped to pieces and scattered. Even if the characters in a Sleeper's story were good people, even heroes, their Trench counterparts only want to destroy.
Killing these demons at least seems to be extremely easy. Luring them in with a blood sacrifice is probably the simplest, but people can try to find them and corner them throughout the city as well. Destroy their eyes and the demons will vanish. This can be done by attacking the face directly or by cutting off the head and destroying it. This information is not readily available however, so it will have to be done by trial and error until Sleepers can start to share the information with one another as the month goes on.
But there's always a catch in Trench. As stories are shared, the figures that they're focused on will start to manifest throughout the city as actual, real beings. Santa Claus, shoemaking elves, Snow Queens... Anything is up for grabs, but they won't be exactly like the figures that people spoke of. Their eyes will glow a deep red and their skin will be covered in bleeding wounds, dripping red paths across the snow. These strange versions of these legendary beings will haunt the streets of Trench, attacking anyone they see who doesn't look like them.
It will become clear that there's violent demons about as Trenchies (or even Sleepers) start to show up dead in the snow. Their deaths never seem to be gentle, but instead a clear product of a frenzied blood lust. People may have been brutally stabbed, or ripped to pieces and scattered. Even if the characters in a Sleeper's story were good people, even heroes, their Trench counterparts only want to destroy.
Killing these demons at least seems to be extremely easy. Luring them in with a blood sacrifice is probably the simplest, but people can try to find them and corner them throughout the city as well. Destroy their eyes and the demons will vanish. This can be done by attacking the face directly or by cutting off the head and destroying it. This information is not readily available however, so it will have to be done by trial and error until Sleepers can start to share the information with one another as the month goes on.
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And the fact that he's already told her she can't intervene in this memory.
Even if she knows Melius has got to make it out alive, given the fact that she knows Melius, that he exists in Trench, she still hates every moment of this. ]
They can't do this! [ She squeaks. When there's no reaction from the other people around them, she quickly turns her head to look at her friend. ] They can't-- you did nothing! Why would they threaten you like that?! Didn't they even look into it..?!
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[He mumbles those last words, and looks away. One of the prisoners is pushed forward. The priestess makes a game attempt to perform last rites, but the condemned man sends her away. "I go to see my ancestors in Sovengard", he announces. The axe falls.]
[Melius winces. His past self makes a sound dangerously close to a terrified sob. He can't watch himself step forward, moving mechanically, wide eyes seeing nothing in pure fear. The soldiers express confusion - "The lizard's not on the list," they say. An accidental capture, someone in the wrong place at the wrong time.]
S-see?
[Even so, even though they have no reason to hold him prisoner, much less execute him, they pull him forward.]
["Doesn't matter. Put him up."]
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This feels awful, after all. No matter how much death and violence Chizuru has been surrounded with back home and in Trench, it never truly feels like something she'll get used to. And even more so when the death here feels so.. so senseless. If they're willing to execute just anyone, then how many innocent people have already found death this way?
.. and what for? For nothing. ]
I care!
[ Chizuru's voice has so much more fire in it than usually. It shows, especially when she looks away from the sight in front of them for a moment, instead looking at the present Melius. ]
Even though I assume you didn't die here, this is.. it's still a horrible, horrible experience to go through! And they did it to you for no reason at all..! [ The girl wildly shakes her head. ] I-- I can't forgive them for something like that..!
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[Melius has turned his head away. He can't look at the scene. He can't look at Chizuru. The ground is safe. Logically, he is well aware she isn't upset with him. Not even he is that socially anxious. But somehow, he feels like he's done something wrong, regardless.]
It... you don't - you don't have to.
[She doesn't have to forgive them. He's pretty sure none of them made it out of Helgen.]
[And he doesn't have time to explain. No sooner does his Past!self fall onto the block than the air starts to vibrate. An ear-shattering roar sends the guards staggering. Something lands atop the tower, sending pieces of it falling to the ground. Another roar. This one forms into, of all things, words.]
[The massive, black horror perched atop the tower, like a twisted bat, is a dragon. And its words send the sky boiling, clouds twisting into deadly red spirals overhead.]
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.. until everything suddenly changes, that is. Chizuru is used to monsters thanks to Trench, but this certainly isn't even remotely close to most of the monsters there. This creature is.. massive. It's like something that could end the world itself, from Chizuru's perception.
The girl lets out a startled yelp, stumbling back a step and ending up right next to the present Melius - reaching out to latch onto his arm. It's pure instinct, just worry and fear over the present situation. ]
W-What's going on..?!
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A-A-alduin.
[But the stammer climbs back into his voice and makes itself at home. Because while it can't hurt them physically, this is still horrifying. The boiling sky begins to rain fireballs down onto the unprotected town. People are running, screaming. The huge, twisted black creature roars again, now just a wall of sound - sending buildings splintering with the force of it.]
[Melius' past!self is utterly frozen in terror. Someone - the figure too blurred to see - hauls the Argonian up, pushing him forward, away from the base of the tower. Running for cover. He doesn't remember who it was. Or even if they'd survived.]
The... the World-Eater. Master who destroys and devours. First... first born of Akatosh...
He - he wanted to kill me.
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Still - it would have been way more of a relief if that had happened in the first place. If neither of these awful things would have had to happen. Melius nearly getting executed, and now this.. this event that feels so massive around them that it almost feels world-ending to Chizuru. She has never seen anything on this scale before, and it renders her unable to let go of the present Melius, when it feels like he's her only liferaft in the middle of all of this. ]
Why..?
[ Those people wanting to execute Melius for the heck of it, just because they were too indifferent, were already hard enough for the girl to understand.
But this? Such a big threat, and-- ]
H-He's here.. because of you..?
[ She didn't know Melius was that important. Not that there's anything about him that means he shouldn't be, but-- well, Chizuru wouldn't assume anyone is important enough to be hunted down by something like this, honestly. ]
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[He hates admitting this. Hates to say the reason for Alduin's arrival. His voice falters and fades out for a good while as the destruction continues. Whole buildings are crushed. Fire roars and swirls in time with the monster's roars. The Imperial legion is scattered. Villagers wiped out.]
[If he remembers right... only a couple of people survived this day. Counting himself.]
Only - only a - Dr-dragonborn can... can kill a dragon...
[He's folded his arms around himself. Hunched up. Like he's trying to make himself smaller. Less noticeable even in this memory. Melius' past-self has been helped into a building, down into a basement. A tunnel out of the town, while the destruction rages on. There won't be anything left of Helgen by the time Alduin finishes with it.]
[The dragon can be heard bellowing a shout Melius himself so often uses, though its voice is much more powerful. Much more ancient, angry. Yol Tor Shul - more fire roaring to life in the wake of the words.]
... I didn't - I didn't know. I didn't know it... was me...
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So she makes the conscious decision to look away. To not look at any of that, but to instead turn her head and look at Melius.
She can't help this place. She can't help what happened here if it's just a memory, and one they can't touch, but.. she can help him.
Maybe. H-Hopefully? ]
You didn't know. [ She repeats his own words back at him. ] You didn't know, so.. none of this is actually your fault. You-- you almost died here, you know..?
[ It's not like the other wouldn't have been in a bad situation even without this terrifying dragon destroying everything on top of it. ]
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I... I just - I just ran. I - I didn't stop...
[He'd run until he'd literally fallen on his face in the middle of Riverwood. And even then he'd tried to keep running. Tried to ask how to get back to Cyrodiil, only to be rebuked - border's closed. No way out. And the dragons closing in.]
[Why that would matter to Chizuru, when she's trying to reassure him he hadn't actually been responsible for the destruction of Helgen, he's not sure. It just seems like something he needs to tell her. Something he needs to make perfectly clear. He wasn't a hero. He wasn't brave.]
[He hadn't even looked back.]
Y-yes. Yes... I - I know.
[And sometimes on waking, he still smells smoke.]
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[ Her vocie is so soft as she says it that she's barely even audible over the sheer sounds of destruction all around them.
But their proximity helps with it, and the fact that she's now looking directly at him, her eyebrows knitting together into a worried frown. ]
You were scared. Why wouldn't you have ran away..?
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[He's supposed to fight. He's supposed to be strong and brave and heroic. He's supposed to be the Dragonborn. The savior of Skyrim. The defeater of Alduin. And all he wants to do is run away.]
[He's shaking his head. Several times. Like that's going to convince Chizuru somehow that he should be considered a coward.]
Supposed to. To fight. And stand up... against him.
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All by yourself?
[ Because that.. does seem like a tall ask, doesn't it. After all, the dragon-- it's so big. So much bigger than Melius. And while Chizuru doesn't doubt that Melius has certain talents, especially when it comes to making potions.. How is one Melius supposed to defeat something like this? Something that can cause such destruction on a huge scale? ]
Is.. that even possible..? [ At least she asks it kind of carefully, since she doesn't want to seem like she's underestimating her friend!
But looking at this from a purely objective point of view, it just seems like too much to ask from him. Especially with how nervous poor Melius often seems to be.
(Or is he constantly so nervous exactly because of this?) ]
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[Him and him alone. The Last Dragonborn. The only one left to stand against the darkness. Against the dragons. Against the nightmare of Alduin. He hadn't known that back then, but finding it out after witnessing all that destruction?]
[That had not done wonders for his confidence.]
I-I can - I can use their - their magic. Their power. Like - like when... when Alduin called the fire... from the sky.
[Yeah, that's right. Anxious Melius can harness the power of the dragons. And use it against them. You'd never know from looking at him. Or even from talking to him, for that matter.]
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[ That's kind of a concerning idea. Not that Chizuru doesn't trust Melius with that power - she truly doesn't believe he could hurt a living soul, honestly - but the idea of anyone having this level of power at all is just concerning to the girl in general.
Especially when she looks around them and witnesses the aftermath of it. Everything dead. Gone. ]
B-But.. I've never seen you do anything like it before.
[ Even though Trench is a dangerous enough place that she'd think Melius would have had to use powers like these to protect himself at some point. ]
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[The Shout that called down the rain of fire and stone. Melius never learned that one. Even if he had, he doesn't think he'd want to use it. Except maybe against Alduin himself.]
Fire... Ice. Calling storms... seeing auras. C-calming creatures. Th-those I ... I can do.
[And hit a dragon with a dose of temporary mortality. Enough to knock them out of the sky. But that takes a lot more explanation than he thinks he can give.]
I-I don't... I don't like... the power.
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It still makes Melius even more amazing in her mind, even though she knows it isn't the point. Her brain still can't help but linger on it for a faint moment before she manages to push herself past it again. ]
.. why not? The ones you're talking about, they sound-- less destructive.
[ Because she could at least understand why Melius would dislike this particular one, if he would have had it.
This destruction is nothing like the gentle person Chizuru knows. ]
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[There's so much to that answer. There are so many reasons why. But they're hard to put into words - some of them, Melius probably doesn't even really think about. Or consciously know. Only that he hates having this power. That having it means... he has the soul of one of them. It doesn't matter, sometimes, that he knows their nature can be overcome, that they don't have to be like Alduin, like Sahloknir, like Mirmulnir...]
[They can be like Paarthurnax. Even so:]
Dov wahlaan fah rel... [He murmurs, finally. The destruction around them seems to ripple, to fade and part.]
[Until they're standing on a mountaintop, under a smear of stars and aurora blazing overhead. Until they're face to face with another dragon, this one worn and cracked with age and time. There is no malice in this one's posture - instead, it sits calmly atop a craggy stone wall, head gently canted to one side, speaking to the hunched, cloaked figure of Melius. Its tone is deep, even, and almost reassuring, as it speaks those same words.]
Dov wahlaan fah rel. We were made to dominate. The will to power is in our blood. You feel it in yourself, do you not?
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But even as she (while still clinging onto Melius' arm, sorry, pal) is almost half-hiding behind him, she does pick up on what's being said here. Those odd words, the language she sometimes hears Melius mutter that she doesn't quite understand, and then that much larger dragon using the same words.
We were made to dominate, the dragon says, as if Melius doesn't seem much more like a non-intimidating person than any of these huge creatures. ]
Are you really like them..? [ Chizuru speaks up - faintly meekly - to the present Melius, though she's staring at the big dragon even now. ] I mean, you're not-- that big. Or scary.
[ At least she feels comfortable adding on that last part around Melius. If anyone is not going to judge her for being afraid of huge things that can cast any random landscape straight into hell, it's Melius, she's sure. ]
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[He visibly droops as he admits that. It's not something he's proud of. Not even remotely. Especially not with Paarthurnax speaking those words. Not after witnessing the destruction of Helgen. His arms fold around himself - or, rather, one of them does. The other is firmly in Chizuru's grasp.]
Th-that's... that's why. Why Alduin... wanted to kill me. Wants to. Be-because I'm - I'm part of them. Dragonborn. Dovahkiin.
[A dragon's soul, a dragon's blood, in an Argonian body.]
But - but that's - that's Paarthurnax. He um. He... hasn't hurt anyone. In a really - really long time.
[Which means there's hope, right? If the ancient old dov can be calm, be zen and placid, so can he. Right? Even if his "nature" wants to come screaming out of his soul to take over the world or something. Even so, admitting it is still hard. Still feels like he's waiting for her to pull away.]
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[ Apparently that's where Chizuru's mind is going.
Because no matter how worried Melius may seem about her perception of him, or about his true nature, Chizuru doesn't even seem to be thinking about it. She does understand what he's saying here, but.. it's so hard to think of Melius as one of these beings. So large, and so powerful.
Melius is just.. Melius, as far as she knows. It's hard to think of him any other way. Maybe it's why she doesn't back away from him, instead still just clinging on. ]
I'm sorry though.. [ There's sympathy in her voice as she speaks, tearing her gaze away from the other Melius and the dragon to look at the one she's holding on to. ] It must be hard to have scary beings like that first dragon coming after you, just because of what you are.. I-I mean, it's not like you asked for any of this.
[ She couldn't imagine Melius of all people wanting any of this, truly. ]
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[Sure the Greybeards and the Blades pointed him in the right directions, but none of them truly explained things like Paarthurnax. No one really reassured him like the old dragon. Let him take shelter in the shadow of wings. You have a choice in destiny, he'd said, in so many words. Do you let the world end, or save it]
[Which really wasn't much of a choice, but hey, better than none.]
[It's not like you asked for any of this]
[He wants to curl back up right there against the Word Wall, under Paarthurnax, and... cry. Or whatever approximation Argonians have.]
N-No... No... I didn't - I didn't want... anything. J-just. Just to be... be an alchemist...
[Like his parents. They were so proud of him. Always...]
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It makes her gaze soften as she looks at him, and she releases the clinging hold on his arm now she realises this situation isn't dangerous for them - and since she wants to comfort him, more than anything. ]
Then.. aren't things alright the way they are now..? [ She can get if he still has complicated feelings regarding his own world, but-- ] If we can't go home so easily anyway, then.. Isn't it okay to just be an alchemist, so far away from home? To just.. live the life you've been wanting to have?
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[Yes, things are good in Trench. They're so much better than in Skyrim. No one is looking at him to save the world. No one is looking at him to end a Civil War. He can raise plants, mushrooms. He can make potions and experiment and...]
[And it's so much better.]
B-but he's... Alduin.
Still there.
[Still out there. Still threatening people. Still threatening the whole world. Is he allowed to enjoy this world, when his is in jeopardy?]
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[ Chizuru speaks slowly.
It's mostly because she's not too sure about this. It's nothing she's found out for herself, and she also isn't too sure where the people she heard it from got this information from. It seems like something that's impossible to know, and yet..
She still wants to tell Melius. Maybe it can relieve him, even if she's not sure, even if maybe none of them can ever be sure. ]
Some people say that while we are here, there are still.. um, there's.. 'us' still doing the things we usually would have done at home. [ Realising how confusing that must sound, Chizuru frowns and adds: ] I'm not really sure how it works either.. But they made it sound that it'd be like we never disappeared, even though we're here.
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