A patch of ground shudders and stirs on one of the high hills overlooking the Face. Something alive is pushing from below. A nasty creature that most would turn and run from upon meeting. Suddenly, the sharp click of a latch being uncaught can be heard. The patch of ground opens slowly, emitting not a noise on well oiled hinges. It is a hatch! Two beady eyes set in a craggy face survey the landscape for a long moment before the hatch is thrown open. A hand is held in front of the eyes to ward of the sudden light, but the creature comes forth despite it. For an even longer moment, it looks down at the Face far below, the hand forming into a fist and dropping to his waist. For the beast is a Dwarf! He could feel the forces gathering again. The shadow would rise once more. Darkness would spill into the land. Blood would flow.
"Not if I ken 'elp it," the man growls grumpily, spitting to one side. "I know yur secret this time, Shade. Yur curse on me will be over. OVER, ya hear?! Ye leave them fools outa this."
Spitting again, the Dwarf closes the hatch to his secret home and hobbles to the cliff over the face. He takes out a book an sits slowly, pain clear in his face. A grim smile crosses his face as he begins filling out the last pages in the book...his book.
"I know -all- the secrets this time..."
[[as to what I have posted, it has -all- happened ingame. I have the logs to prove it.
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*edit* some of you are wondering about this thing that haunts Zorbels and frightens the Shadows. It has been discovered (though very good RP and deciphering my riddle-like writing by the good folks here) that this haunt in particular is the displaced soul of the poet, Untar Demune, who vanished into the hills months ago. He was new to the city, making only one good friend, being Nurahk (Cadoras). When on a walk, they were attacked by a beast and died. The poet would have perished, being an inocent, but he was also an empath. this let him subconsciously attach his soul to Nurahk, giving Nurahk 'foursouls'. When they came out of the deathrealm, Untar remembered nothing of it, being that his soul was not in his body at the time. There is more to the story, but I will cut to the important part. Untar knew -something- had happened, and went in search of someone who was said to live in the hills. Someone who knew a great deal about portals and death (this was all RPed many months ago). However, he never made it. Somewhere near the Face, he vanished and died by unknown means (can't give everything away). when he died, part of his soul was still joined to Nurahk, following him, though neither knew this. The body went to the DR, while his soul became pulled into the portal in the face. there it stayed for months, as did the body in the DR. That is until the portal reopened. The poet's soul tried to find Nurahk again, but only remained remotely attached to him. this is why it can be seen when Nurahk is not around. In it's search for Nurahk, it felt the Shadows come forth from the portal, but could not remember what they where. Memories fade quickly without a body to hold them. Only when around people can it begin to remember. It -has- been trapped in with the Darkness, and it -has- seen what it is, and what it may plan. It may even know how to defeat the darkness.
Now, we need to get one the same page as to what what this haunt can tell you. For now, it has helped banish the demon from Zorbels. In doing so, however, the demon has become enraged. It can not harm the haunt itself, as a meeting with a free soul would destroy it, so it aims to go to the source, and possess or kill Untar's body in the DR. As of last night, it has found that body.
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And here is a little something for you folks who are wondering what is going on behind the blue haze.
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Where am I? I see the shadows of figures around me. Are they people? Are they friends? Are they…No…I feel no ill from them. Faces. I can see faces. They are dim…but I know them somehow. So far away. Oh, they are so far away. I can touch them….but not. If I reach out…it is so hard. I…I can feel someone. I can see them talking. The mist is in my eyes. Or is it my eyes? I…don’t have a body. I look down…I see nothing! What…what am I! I….I… Who am I… He knows…does he not? The one…the one…I…I follow. Yes…I follow him. He saved me. But he is not here, yet I follow him. He holds me to the place. My friend. I…taught him words. There is a word for him. Yes…yes there is. It is…Nurahk. My friend Nurahk. I feel his other souls…they feel me also. they…wait. If they are souls…then I…am also? Is that why I have no body? But I do…I have to. I can still feel it. It listens to the walls, but I can’t go there. Wait. Who is that? She calls to me. Another shadow rests by her shoulder. It is…
No! She is in danger! That is not a soul! It is evil! Run, Zorbels, run! I have…I have to reach out. Have to warn her. Nurahk….give me…I need to be closer. The demons have her! I can feel her…no…this is Anfa. I must be closer to Zorbels! Is that her? It is…no…it is nothing more than a man of bravado. Please, let me find Zorbels. I am drifting…But Anfa…you must beware…please beware of the dangers. The Shadow...I can feel it.
Who…who are you? the Shadows…they abhor you. I need to reach further, Cadoras. Bring me closer, Cadoras. Who…who is Cadoras? I can’t…who am I? He…did he have three souls…or four? Am I four? She speaks to me? Xillix? You can hear me? Bring him..? I…don’t know Cadoras…do I? I think…I think I followed him. Yes, over a hill, and down the next hill. The poet…who is the poet? I…he..is no more? Xillix…I can’t hear you…your question…is the answer yes or no? Tell me! No, he is Nurahk! I am one soul, am I not? Not two. But why do I feel…not one? I knew three souls…but not the poet. Nostra…Nostra knew the poet. He thought him to be funny. I feel…I feel…she is at Kada’el’s! I have to…let me go there!
Zorbels! I am coming! Beware. The shadows are around you. You have to find…who? The poet? I..don’t…can’t remember. You are here! Zorbels! Can you hear me? Listen. They have you! I…I can touch you. How..no..I pass right through. what am… No! Don’t scream…please…it likes to hear you scream. Never scream where it can here you. I sits on you shoulder…can’t you see it? It’s foul claws choke your mind. Einnol! You hear me! Tell her…tell her it gnaws her soul! You must hear me. You fade in and out. Are you…I am really here? No Zorbels! You are not sick! It is the Shadows! You…see me? Then how do you not see it? Nurahk! He…knows me. He can talk. I must find Nurahk. Am I dead or alive? I…remember the trees…speaking. Anfa heard me too, Zorbels! You are not insane! I am trapped Einnol. Just as the Shadows are trapped. Shadows? I…don’t know…what do I say? I was with them…somewhere? I was the fourth soul? How…how do I know this? I wander, lost in this haze. I am….funny ears? And four souls? this make no sense to me. How can one be four souls and three? But I am not here. Esseda…listen to me.
Try harder…you almost have the answer. What answer?
No! Do not be angry, Einnol! Bring Nurahk. He will know me. He has to. I can’t be lost. My name? My name is….funny ears? No…it…is…I can’t… Navarr! The fourth soul came forth! Stay away from the face. the Shadows… You will die there! It…something..it is in the doorway. It searches. It sees Zorbels! The demon! It is not on her shoulder! It is a mark. The demon it in the doorway! No! Keep out! Stay awake, Zorbels! Please! I knows your dreams. It finds your fears! I have to protect you. I…it…the demon is…a shadow? Where…I can…my power…it fears me. NO! You can’t have her! Go Back! Go back to the Face! I saw you come out. I know who you are. You…can…not…win. I will,,,it hurts…I burn it. It is so hard. I know its secret. It can not fight me. You are safe now. I will protect you. It is gone, and no more will die this night. I have to tell you, Esseda…Have to tell you how to defeat the shadow. You have to…believe…me. They…all…lie. Tried. Fight to stay. Can’t… live again? Not Vodul? Then who? Gods do not rise against the people. It…no…not that either. The Secret! I must tell them the secret!
No! It comes back! NO! Stay out of the tavern! Stay out of Zorbels! OUT! I can best you. I know I can. Out! Now! AWAY!
I…have won. It…I grow weary. It is gone. It fears me? Why? The demons are gone. But they were never here? They will return. Zorbels knows they will. Her mind tells her. The shadow rest on her shoulder as she sleeps. the demons follow people, as I follow Nurahk. They cannot survive with no thoughts. They feed on us. Nurahk…he believes in me…believe. It is hard to stay…I can not…I grow so weary. You…have to believe. Believe Zorbels is safe. Thoughts…drift…rest.
*typed when I should have been sleeping*
