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At Death's Doorstep
Who: Ekkehardt and whoever signed up to go on this fun trip right here.
What: Ekkehardt takes a group of people back to his family's base in the Outlands, and then takes an even smaller group of people into the underworld.
Where: Outlands.
When: Mid-May
Warnings: Death, potential backstory trauma. Will be updated if anything comes up.
Notes: Doing your own toplevels is absolutely fine! Let me know if you need NPC involvement for your threads.
Passage to House Gehring's territory is ultimately a simple matter, and while it involves some transit time, it's smooth overall. The living quarters for patients and guests have been refurbished and built out to accommodate extra people since Ekkehardt's last extended visit; an addition made especially for Héctor's undead family. House Gehring's base of operations looks and feels far more like an especially large, cosy house than a protective bastion.
The supposed passage to the underworld is much less hospitable. It's a yawning cavern far beneath the house; water from some vast lake or river in the world below laps near-silently at a shore decorated with silent statues, all facing out towards the darkness. An ancient-looking longboat with a lit lamp at the prow, moored to nothing at all, floats there. Their passage is expected, it seems.
And as for the underworld itself...
Eventually, the boat cuts into an impossibly still lake, and Ekkehardt steps out, leaving the boat behind. It's possible to walk on the water, though it takes concentration not to sink, at least at first. With every step you take, flowers bloom, leaving a trail.
And all around, above and below, are stars. And if you walk long enough, you might encounter ghosts, of a sort - of the people you used to be, predominantly. Fragments of your past selves that no longer exist. But if their own feelings were strong enough, you might even meet the ghosts of those who were once important to you - or still are.
[ More content in toplevels below! ]
What: Ekkehardt takes a group of people back to his family's base in the Outlands, and then takes an even smaller group of people into the underworld.
Where: Outlands.
When: Mid-May
Warnings: Death, potential backstory trauma. Will be updated if anything comes up.
Notes: Doing your own toplevels is absolutely fine! Let me know if you need NPC involvement for your threads.
Passage to House Gehring's territory is ultimately a simple matter, and while it involves some transit time, it's smooth overall. The living quarters for patients and guests have been refurbished and built out to accommodate extra people since Ekkehardt's last extended visit; an addition made especially for Héctor's undead family. House Gehring's base of operations looks and feels far more like an especially large, cosy house than a protective bastion.
The supposed passage to the underworld is much less hospitable. It's a yawning cavern far beneath the house; water from some vast lake or river in the world below laps near-silently at a shore decorated with silent statues, all facing out towards the darkness. An ancient-looking longboat with a lit lamp at the prow, moored to nothing at all, floats there. Their passage is expected, it seems.
And as for the underworld itself...
Eventually, the boat cuts into an impossibly still lake, and Ekkehardt steps out, leaving the boat behind. It's possible to walk on the water, though it takes concentration not to sink, at least at first. With every step you take, flowers bloom, leaving a trail.
And all around, above and below, are stars. And if you walk long enough, you might encounter ghosts, of a sort - of the people you used to be, predominantly. Fragments of your past selves that no longer exist. But if their own feelings were strong enough, you might even meet the ghosts of those who were once important to you - or still are.
[ More content in toplevels below! ]
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Hello, young one. [ Skulls are always smiling, but the expression on her face, such as it is, seems like a deliberate expression of pleasantry. ]
You need not be nervous around me. I bear no ill-will towards you, or the lineage you bear.
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...You already know me? [His 'occupation' might've been extremely obvious, but to go with linage specifically, that generally meant something else.]
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[ It was a long time ago, after all. ]
And, of course, I can feel the star of potential within you. So while I may not know you as such, I can identify you thusly.
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[Bone wings do slowly come out with little fanfare, as if they had been casually tucked away the entire time. He can't do the entire transformation quite yet, but he could guess who this certain daemon might be.]
'Potential' might be a stretch.
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[ She leans forward in her chair a little. The water around her boat ripples, as if a weight is being levered onto it. ]
The path that the light within you falls on is your own choice. But you shouldn't forget that there are things you are vastly capable of.
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I have to go the way that is expected of me. [Does he? Does he really now?] If I don't...I risk a great deal of things.
[His own livelihood, it boils down to in some way or another. It may not be such a problem if there weren't such large shoes to fill, and he is no where that close.]
...
[Emizel gazed down at the stars below.] My choice could improve my home or destroy it. Or end me.
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[ Her voice sounds like roaring tides, swirling waters, the waves on an endless shore. ]
Let me ask you a question. What is it that you believe in?
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Humans will continue to hunt me down, but if they're all gone something worse might happen.
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Then, what do you desire? Surely you must have something that you want above all else.
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What I want...
[Clearly he was stalling for time.]
...If daemons and humans could get along then Nightfall wouldn't need to happen.
...A-and maybe then it doesn't matter what I do anymore.
[Which could be one long answer for wanting to feel accepted, somewhere.]
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You long for a place that you are free to be yourself, without restraint or expectation. Is that what lingers closest to your heart?
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...And there probably will never be.