Northerner Conversation

[Terafir 90]

Aret stared up at the massive tower in the old cloud temple area. Unlike many others, he felt no fear as he stared up at the massive building.

 

 

Looking over at one of the struts, he began to climb a small ways, before it became too tough to climb further. He looked towards the old entrance, and saw a small figure running around in circles. Unfortunately, he also recognized the figure.

 

Are quickly sped off, leaping from tree to tree, before jumping onto the ground and rolling, getting to his feet in an instant and running. He heard the figure shout from behind him, and slowed his running pace a little.

 

I need to talk to him... show him what is coming...

 

Eventually, after some long running, the figure was able to catch up to Aret and tackled him. Aret stood as the figure released him, and turned. "Hello Loche."

 

'Shi', known by Aret, breathed heavily and answered, "You certainly run fassssst..."

 

"I simply wanted to get you away from the temple so we could talk."

 

"I sssee..."

 

Aret tilts his head slightly to the side. "Do you truly expect to survive what is coming to this realm?"

 

Shi shrugs. "I will jussst work with it as always."

 

Aret shakes his head. "You will die, Loche. You will not be cured. Do you really think that the Northerners will simply let you go?"

 

"No, but I can ssssneak away."

 

Aret can't help but chuckle, a rare form of emotion from him. "The Northerners can follow you and find you at any time... I doubt you will be able to escape."

 

Shi shrugs again. "They probably won't chasssse me through the next realm..."

 

Aret leans forward slightly. "But it is not a realm. We would simply move between lands within the same realm. How do you expect we were able to sail from Elysium to Kalos to Anthos?"

 

Shi shuffles a bit on his feet. "Perhapssss..."

 

"You will die alone, Loche. You cannot live forever. Nor will you be able to escape their grasp, and nor will you be cured. I doubt you will ever find your happiness."

 

Shi laughs. "Pffff... happiness..."

 

Aret raises an eyebrow. "You are still a mortal. Deep down, I am sure you still wish for happiness."

 

Shi shrugs. 'Whatever. I will jussst live my life in the North then."

 

Aret nods before moving off. "If you insist."

 

Shi mutters before Aret gets away, "Not like I care."

 

Aret doesn't stop, but speaks quietly to himself. "Only one without emotion would simply be able to not care..."

 

Aret begins running again, all the way to the Kal'Ithrun, to Abresi, to New Malinor, spreading the word of the massive tower.

 

For one who has no emotion, there is still a bit deep down. And that emotion is; resignation. The realm is doomed. And what can mere mortals do?

 

I thought it might be good to spread the word of the tower. Any knowledge of the conversation between Loche/Shi and Aret would be meta, although knowledge of the tower itself from Aret moving around telling everyone would not. I'm certainly curious to see how everyone will react.

[Vekrus 396]

[Nice read. That was pretty kewl.]

[A Bunch of Mimics (Knyghtfalcon) 88]

((Yay! My friend made a post that had me in it!))

 

Continues to roam around the world... By this point he's forgotten the conversation has even taken place.

[Terafir 90]

((Remember to keep your posts IC please.))

 

Finished his rounds, Aret goes to stand back on top of a mountain near the tower, studying it carefully.

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.