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phantasmalrift2018-12-19 11:39 pm
phantasmods) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-12-19 11:39 pm
DUNGEON - BELLMARE ENCLAVE (BELLMARE MOUNTAINS, PT 2)
The shadows are starting to grow very long as you crest his particular ridge - it's not night yet, but it will be soon. In the shadows of the afternoon, with a tall mountain already blocking the sun, lies a snow-covered valley that is different from the ones you've come across thus far in your investigation.
This valley is home to a town, and unlike all the settlements you've seen so far - Incendia, the Telovia mining town, and the manor - it's very much active. There are actual people in the streets, visible from above, going through their days on snow-free streets, bundled up against the cold.
Those of you who asked were told of the handful of people who didn't go into the slumber of stasis as the Fissure conditions of the world grew worse and worse, instead isolating themselves and trying to continue living their lives as they could. Now, it seems, you've found exactly such a group.
Welcome to the Bellmare Enclave, and enjoy your stay.
[[OOC: Welcome to part 2 of the dungeon! For the most part, interaction with the town's NPCs can be handwaved as described on the main information post. Worth noting are the following major things: The Bellmare Enclave isn't expecting visitors, though the people are generally friendly to the new arrivals. They don't know about the time dilation effect of their Fissure - to them, it's only been about eighteen years since the Slumber Plan was put in place and they withdrew from the world. And finally, by a similar token, they have no idea how far the Fissures outside of their own have grown - while it's not uncommon for them to find odd objects from time to time, they'll assume that the characters are just arrivals from other places within their own world, rather than outsiders, until told otherwise.]]
This valley is home to a town, and unlike all the settlements you've seen so far - Incendia, the Telovia mining town, and the manor - it's very much active. There are actual people in the streets, visible from above, going through their days on snow-free streets, bundled up against the cold.
Those of you who asked were told of the handful of people who didn't go into the slumber of stasis as the Fissure conditions of the world grew worse and worse, instead isolating themselves and trying to continue living their lives as they could. Now, it seems, you've found exactly such a group.
Welcome to the Bellmare Enclave, and enjoy your stay.
[[OOC: Welcome to part 2 of the dungeon! For the most part, interaction with the town's NPCs can be handwaved as described on the main information post. Worth noting are the following major things: The Bellmare Enclave isn't expecting visitors, though the people are generally friendly to the new arrivals. They don't know about the time dilation effect of their Fissure - to them, it's only been about eighteen years since the Slumber Plan was put in place and they withdrew from the world. And finally, by a similar token, they have no idea how far the Fissures outside of their own have grown - while it's not uncommon for them to find odd objects from time to time, they'll assume that the characters are just arrivals from other places within their own world, rather than outsiders, until told otherwise.]]
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Because all he does is shrug]
I'm only trash, a replica hiding what I was behind a mask I never took off. I don't deserve anything.
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Because what the hell, what kind of people have been around Sync that he legitimately believes something like this?!
(People she'd like to find and
snap their neckspunch instead of one of these cave walls, that's who.)So instead of doing whatever she'd really, really, really like to do at the moment, despite her blood practically boiling right now, she simply takes a deep breath in, and starts counting backwards from ten in her head. She has to repeat this a couple of times before she can speak again.]
... Then I guess we'll have to agree to disagree there, won't we?
[Because right now, she has a feeling that trying to argue her point will just lead her crashing into a brick wall.]
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However Akira doesn't say as much, and for that, Sync is thankful. His anger at the memory still simmers beneath the surface, and could easily unleash on her if his temper took control again]
Probably. I've found a couple of people don't seem to agree with it. Wouldn't be surprised if most of the people here didn't.
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[It doesn't make her any less angry about it, but it's something she can put on hold for now, at the very least.]
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I knew there was a reason I liked you. You're actually smart, unlike every other idiot I've had to deal with.
[Sync doesn't do 'thanks' or the visible show relief thing. But for anyone who knew him, they would realise this was his way of showing his gratitude at not having to argue about it.
Even if he still is a tiny bit of a shitchild when he does so]
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Well, I try my best.
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[This is much easier to deal with. Thinking back on his days as a God-General helps him forget. There it hadn't mattered as much as to what he was. It just mattered that he was good at his job]
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I imagine putting those types in their place was pretty fun on its own?
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['Technically' is a key word. There was also usually a betting pool on whether or not he lost his temper with someone, and how long it would take]
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[She makes a face.]
That does sound pretty damn irritating, though.
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[He was a good general, he didn't punch people unless they really pushed their luck]
Problems with being the second highest ranked person in a military order and being young. I dealt with it though. Had to. [He hated every moment of it, but he handled it. Learning how to hold your tongue was an important skill Van taught him]
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