...when you say, 'coming out of there,' where do you mean?"
06.03.2026 18:49 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0@scionofsong.bsky.social
Give grace to curiosity. » Fey-blooded Tiefling » Harmonious Knight and Favored Soul of Milil » Wandering, searching » Any pronouns DnDRP, MVRP| 3.5e ruleset | written by bardlockcafe art by offbeatworlds Mun is 30+
...when you say, 'coming out of there,' where do you mean?"
06.03.2026 18:49 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0
With a deep, steadying breath, the continue with the last belief they ever could rely on, whispered in prayers to a god of legends.
"But unless I pick up the pen, the story will never have an ending, for good or ill. I owe him that much. You must understand why I have to... see this....
At times, they had been confident and reassuring, so sure that [this] time, they had finally followed the right lead.
But each failure had eroded a little more faith in their own abilities and choices. In turn, though, they hasmd cemented Gil's own feeling of responsibility for this loss.
"No. No, they don't. I'm sorry for what you've lost." The concession is most they'd knowingly show another how close they felt to defeat: it's the same hollow ring to their words as carried in the Sendings which never seemed to reach Markus.
Once, those messages had been desperate, frantic.
If there is a curse or ill that might befall him, he need not face it alone. There is much a talented healer might do to free him from such a thing.
...And if the threat is internal, a friendly ear can often reinforce the will to change.
Neither would my own inaction.
Look - if we stand against it, there's a chance we die. If no one does anything, it's a near certainty. I only trust my luck so far as it is carried by my actions.
"...'Chapter One: On The Crafting and Destruction of Artifacts and Relics'?"
20.02.2026 17:41 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 1||really truly 🥺 it always makes me happy to see u on bsky
20.02.2026 17:38 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0||ilu
20.02.2026 15:05 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0||SHAKES YOU
20.02.2026 02:31 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0||GRABS YOU
19.02.2026 22:35 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0I dunno, seems like eating your opponents doesn't always stick, either.
16.02.2026 00:17 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0It didn't eat me the first time, did it?
15.02.2026 23:49 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 1Then I suppose [I] had better go out there and make a bit of noise to get the Gods' attention.
15.02.2026 22:44 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 1After all you've done, you expect me to forget you?
15.02.2026 19:30 — 👍 3 🔁 2 💬 0 📌 2Its goal is to devour our sun. Such a place will not exist.
15.02.2026 20:46 — 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 1A lack of understanding promotes fear. Fear dissuades education. Add in the profit some would rather chase, and...
15.02.2026 17:36 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0[Instant hatred]
15.02.2026 06:10 — 👍 1 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0I think we're meant to be silent in a library!!
15.02.2026 05:03 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0Safer for whom?
15.02.2026 03:40 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 1||laundry and cooking dinner augh
15.02.2026 02:51 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0Not the safest way to pass his days - but they're hardly one to speak.
15.02.2026 02:51 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 1Then they'll gladly return to their studies.
15.02.2026 02:50 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0
Hm.
Certainly the new arrival [instantly] suggesting extreme measures is trustworthy and holds every answer.
Well. Another would need time anyway, to reach out to contacts who might have other avenues. They at least have time to burn.
...Patience, increasingly less so.
[Everyone] comes home when this is done, not just Markus."
15.02.2026 02:19 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 1 📌 0
They catch that look in his eye - familiar, even if they don't realize it. It's one of action, determination, anger...
...Vengeance.
And for once, they find the notion suits them. Their next promise is far firmer than the last.
"We'll find the one that was taken from you, too, Brash.
He's absolutely welcome to [this] one. She's had her fill, and the next seems more promising...
15.02.2026 01:57 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 1The one they're reading – if he isn't hoping to learn a single useful thing about this town's history.
15.02.2026 00:51 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 1
Quietly hidden away in a library, lost in a large, esoteric tome
not thinking about what day it is. Not even a little.