text | daemon: emeraldd
In the next few days we will have the opportunity to visit a world called Panultima. It is apparently not a 'true' world, but is connected loosely to the multiverse; it is an outpost, where people escaped D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. but have not sought to participate in the war against it.
It is not a kind world. It is cruel. There are two castes that I am aware of - an upper class and a lower class. The lower class is treated horrifically; abused in innumerable ways, with many even being forced to slay one another in what seems to be a gladitorial arena of sorts. Somehow this system is meant to protect the world from D.E.S.T.I.N.Y.
There will be implants of some kind used to return to Xistentia in addition to being able to free those enslaved by Panultima. I know where to look to find these implants and will distribute them to those who wish for it.
I have also seen countless dead piled together, and a rotted being holding something glowing and indistinct. A great, humanoid being of uncertain allegiance. It was perhaps twenty-five fulms tall. Silver colouring. Its joints seemed almost mechanical and would likely be a point of weakness to exploit.
It will be a dangerous world to infiltrate, but I believe there is something important to be found. At the very least we will have the opportunity to free those enslaved if we are careful.
Do not trust this information to be entirely truthful, just as you should not trust F.A.T.E.S without question. This is merely what I have been shown by F.A.T.E.S in my vision. There are undoubtedly things of importance I was not shown, so we must be cautious.
It is not a kind world. It is cruel. There are two castes that I am aware of - an upper class and a lower class. The lower class is treated horrifically; abused in innumerable ways, with many even being forced to slay one another in what seems to be a gladitorial arena of sorts. Somehow this system is meant to protect the world from D.E.S.T.I.N.Y.
There will be implants of some kind used to return to Xistentia in addition to being able to free those enslaved by Panultima. I know where to look to find these implants and will distribute them to those who wish for it.
I have also seen countless dead piled together, and a rotted being holding something glowing and indistinct. A great, humanoid being of uncertain allegiance. It was perhaps twenty-five fulms tall. Silver colouring. Its joints seemed almost mechanical and would likely be a point of weakness to exploit.
It will be a dangerous world to infiltrate, but I believe there is something important to be found. At the very least we will have the opportunity to free those enslaved if we are careful.
Do not trust this information to be entirely truthful, just as you should not trust F.A.T.E.S without question. This is merely what I have been shown by F.A.T.E.S in my vision. There are undoubtedly things of importance I was not shown, so we must be cautious.
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[ She takes a sip of her tea and visibly relaxes as the first bit of warmth rushes through her abdomen. Not as effective as hot cocoa as a comfort drink, but given the type of vision she saw Era would prefer not to have the reminder of her dear departed friend. ]
You haven't had one yourself?
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[ His response is curt and he bites his tongue back. ]
I'm not descended from that line.
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If my visions did not save my life every day and if so many lives did not depend on my own, I would prefer never to have them at all. [ She pauses, taking another delicate sip of her tea. ] But it is no use to dwell on what is not.
Simply put, I am unspeakably glad your incredible talents lie elsewhere.
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As am I, truly.
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Speaking of your talents, how have you been progressing with arcanima? I hope that my old grimoire has been of some help.
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[ There's no shame in admitting that. ]
I have taking my time familiarizing myself with the language before progressing forward.
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I'll be sure to remember that.
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Unfortunately there is only so long she can go before being struck by a reminder of her vision. She exhales and absently desynthesizes the empty tea cup and saucer in a brief burst of aetheric light. It leaves behind a few fire and water crystals she can reuse at a later date.
Era stares at them without really seeing for a moment, contemplating what the less obvious parts of her vision meant. It is the last being that she saw that bothers her in particular.
It doesn't take long for her to rouse from her temporary stupor and Era offers Loki an apologetic upturn of her lips. ]
I am not fond of being given information I don't understand.
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[ Perhaps Thor would know. He grimaces slightly at that. Loki's never been fond of gaps in his knowledge but in this case, there's little he could do. ]
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[ Only ever during combat, when shown an opponent's abilities that she doesn't quite grasp quickly enough to avoid. ]
Do you have any tomes describing various chimerical beings? I was shown something I feel is familiar, but cannot place.
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[ She frowns, looking toward the aforementioned aisle. ] When I went on an exploration a few moons ago I met a hologram of a boy who told me not to trust F.A.T.E.S. I don't necessarily believe it was D.E.S.T.I.N.Y., nor do I believe it was lying to me. I saw that boy again in my vision, with others I did not recognize. I don't know why.
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[ Already Loki is approaching it in a methodical way.
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[ it's certainly an idea with merit. the problem is finding the right words to ask with. more than likely she'll consult with Aymeric and see if one of the holographic beings was the one he saw. ]
I may create a sculpture of the silver chimerical being and see if no one else can put a name to it.
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No doubt it will become clear very soon.