Closer, So Close Now

One separates, a young woman clouded in shadows, followed by a curious bubble, she seeks the graveyard. Looks, but does not tarry. Making her way back to where they came from. She returns, and leads them carefully away from one death, towards the other, the many graves. They look, but do not dig to see what they will find. Only find the lock and place the key.

My bedroom awaits, not of childhood, but a time when I still believed the gods had not forsaken me entirely. When my faith was strong, when I was still strong. The cursed one takes on this strength, and they move on. Back and forth, to return to the futures.

Defiantly, the strike Death first. Destroying the Embraces before they can do much harm. The sorrow takes a few though, before they can be free of it. A door requires a key, a key they did find, and they are through. Out of the water, to my guardian.

The guardian I trapped here. Who will give her life for me, gave her life for me. Why have I cursed her so? They speak of helping me, oh I hope it is true. They mean to free me, can it be? She challenges them, to show their strength, to prove themselves worthy. They do, over and again, falling and rising. They set her free. Set her free from me, oh that I could have done the same. Thank you.

The little wisp leads them on. On towards the moon that did curse me. How quickly they pick up the weapons of the gods, as I did, believing that would save me. It curses them as it cursed me. But even as the moon strikes out at them, they destroy the shields, destroy the moon. Take on my hatred of it for themselves. It does not break the curse, but it gives me comfort. Perhaps they can free me after all.

They make their way back, through all the rooms, wisps and bubbles follow, but they pay no heed. Find their way back to the unexplored chambers. They find the fury of battles lost. The statues of the fallen. The scavengers who feasted on them. The fury that tried to destroy me, hold me down. Once again they fight their way through. Once again, I am sure they will free me, too.

But now they rest. Only one room away from my prison, they stop to sleep. I must show them my pain, show them we are the same. They will understand. They must understand. They must set me free!

~Alyxian

Deeper and Deeper

Destroyed the hunter. At least it can rest now.

The battle before the Black Temple. All those souls lost, and lost again. Oh, my dear Talmyth, you followed me to your death. I am so sorry.

Gruumsh, that one-eyed betrayer. His spear was too strong for me. They fall, but rise again. The young man, nearly crushed beneath the weight, as I was. But they are stronger than me. They rise, they come.

They go. They must recover. Even I rested between great battles. Will they return? They must. Must return to me.

Fighting at the gate. What is happening? The thieves trying to stop them returning. Stop them coming back to me. They must not stop them!

They have returned. To find my greatest shame. A village I did not save. But they fight for the villagers and send the soldiers running. Would that I could have been so brave.

Maeska, my old friend. I left you so long ago. Maybe they will bring you to me.

The Nauthveli is no match for them, but the tides prove more dangerous. The small, blue-haired one now feels my despair for herself.

Embrace Death, my friends. It seeks us all. There is no escape. My burning fury takes you when you refuse.

A respite beyond my sight. Treasures of old, part of the old estate, surely. They are not deterred.

The crown takes the young man. He is so much like me. Wishes only to live his life free of burden, with his friends. Friends who pull him back.

The mirrors of my life. Reflecting back my journey, my sorrows, my strife. It shows their strife, too. Horrible things have happened to them all. They understand my pain. They will set me free!

A little spirit leads them on, onward towards death. Always death. Freedom in death. They see it, but they hesitate to seek it.

~Alyxian

Into the Depths

They have come. At last. To set me free. Soon, I shall escape my prison. See the world once more. And make them remember me! I will Show Them! I won’t be alone anymore. I won’t suffer alone anymore! More. More. More…

He failed to save my parents, just as I did. But together, they saved Saqiri when I could not. Hunted where I ran. She forgave me. Why could I not have been brave back then? I was so alone.

Marisa, Celeste, and Meri Zenthas. I will remember their names now. I wish I could remember their faces. They killed them, killed them just as my presence did. They hate me for it. I hate me. All there is left is hate and death.

They see visions of my past, but will it just make them hate me more? They must love me, must care, must set me Free!

That moon! That cursed moon! That cursed me! It does not curse them. Why? Why is it only me?! Only me. Alone me.

My Spear! They took my Spear! I must have it back! I will hunt them! Take it back. I Must have it to protect the city! I will follow. Take it back.

~Alyxian

On the Road Again

What’s this? The traitor and the locals are headed to the Cuddly Snake Inn? Are they going to turn the little thief in or run the bounty out of town? I know what I’d do. They’re not even talking to her? Ugh! Oh, there we go, she’s giving them another poster and the hobgob is nodding. I don’t think they’re going to do it. How boring!

Back to the Take. What are they Doing in there? I hate boarded up windows. Gathering up the horses now. I think that goblin’s probably the little thief, or maybe it’s the walking goblin, never can tell with magic. They’re skipping town? Cowards!

What? Why are they going to the off road? Walking, along the river? Just take a boat if you’re not going to take the roads. Gotta be careful, stay far enough back. At least there’s only two horses so they can’t outpace me. I should have packed better, no telling how far they’re going.

Toads? They’re on the riverbanks because of toads? If I hiked all the way out here just to watch them kill some freakish toads!! Oh, what’s this? It worked?? He just… he made an echo! It looks a little small, though. But it is an echo! Oh, they’ll be so thrilled! And it’s gone. That wasn’t much of an echo. Now they’re cutting out the tongues and chopping off legs. Well, gotta eat something in this wasteland, I suppose. Maybe I can get some of the leftovers when they move on.

Ugh, so boring, but at least they’re still heading north and I didn’t waste my time. Not a simple hunt, they must be running for sure. It’s just a little gnome and dwarf, they could have taken them. Dynasty cowards.

Lighting a campfire at night? In this wasteland. That’s just asking for trouble, and it looks like trouble has come calling. Fortunate that they passed by me first. Keys? they’re looking for keys. Good job I didn’t have any, I guess. Oh, of course, now they’re fighting. I guess the hobgob doesn’t like unhinged cultists talking at him. Guy didn’t even move forward. Shot him anyway. Another echo! This one’s big! Hasn’t quite got it down right, but it’s fighting without him being outside his tent with it. That’s some control at least. They were harmless, well, for monsters. Two down, and three running away.

Spooky little gobbo keeps pointing at the hobgob, I guess he has keys. The Many? What are they even talking about? And why? Just kill them and be done with it, you start a fight, you finish it. He’s just babbling about keys and prisons and going away. That drow fellow is far too reasonable. They didn’t even kill the orc they downed. Put his own friend on the fire, well, I suppose he was mostly burned up already. Note: don’t make the creepy gnome mad, he shoots sticky fire. Now they’re talking religion and redemption?! And off the crazies go, into the night. Easy prey, but not worth the trouble.

Finally! A town! Map says Jigow. Interesting place. Houses on stilts, major trade hub it looks like by the amount of docks. Bet they’re happy the toads are dead. A festival, eh? This could be interesting. Easy to stay out of sight in the crowds. He is such a rube, can’t he see those goblins are just getting him to do their harvesting? Who can do it fastest? You probably, but you’ve convince all these folk to do it for you. Nice grift. Pie eating contest? Of course he going to stuff himself now. Hobgob won, tied with another human, and a halfling. Pathetic.

Wonder what else they’ll get up to, that swim in the river looks a bit dangerous, I swear I saw a shark fin.

~FS