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wildestlands2021-11-24 11:09 am
hasapoint) wrote in wildestlands2021-11-24 11:09 am
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think of a sword pun
[Need starts in the Mindspeech whisper she's used over the network before - a voice seeming to come from right between the ears of any listener.]
So! We've learned that some of us are analagous to various horrible entities in others' home planes while, this's important, not actually being the same thing. I'm willing to bet there's more than one case of this. And what I am might fall into that category and is also inevitably going to come up, so let's just get it out now.
[The visual comes up - a small sword laid on a table. Now Need comes out of the whisper. Sometimes her voice sounds human enough, like that of an old woman who's breathed a lot of smoke. Sometimes she sounds like metal scraping on stone or ringing off more metal.]
To make a long story very short, I was an old mage-smith and I bound my soul to this sword so I could empower and guide my apprentice at a difficult time. I don't have eyes or ears, so I borrow other peoples' and sometimes their hands as well, and I speak mind-to-mind. If my binding seems blasphemous, fear not, I was sanctioned by the Twain. If you have something against gods, don't worry about it, the Twain died a long time ago. If it's spirits, you've got me there, but I'm not interested in taking what's not freely given and I can't make anyone do something against their will.
Now. I've taught a lot of youngsters over the years. If you want to learn the sling, the bow, or the sword, you can ask for my help and I can get you to proficiency faster than a normal teacher. If you've got an injury or a chronic condition, I'm also a healer. I may not be as good as usual, but I'm discreet and nothing will be lost by coming to me. If you need a blacksmith... well, that takes more of an arrangement. I can also show people old memories while they're asleep, which displaces nightmares so they can wake up all nice and rested.
Call me Need. If you have questions, I have time.
So! We've learned that some of us are analagous to various horrible entities in others' home planes while, this's important, not actually being the same thing. I'm willing to bet there's more than one case of this. And what I am might fall into that category and is also inevitably going to come up, so let's just get it out now.
[The visual comes up - a small sword laid on a table. Now Need comes out of the whisper. Sometimes her voice sounds human enough, like that of an old woman who's breathed a lot of smoke. Sometimes she sounds like metal scraping on stone or ringing off more metal.]
To make a long story very short, I was an old mage-smith and I bound my soul to this sword so I could empower and guide my apprentice at a difficult time. I don't have eyes or ears, so I borrow other peoples' and sometimes their hands as well, and I speak mind-to-mind. If my binding seems blasphemous, fear not, I was sanctioned by the Twain. If you have something against gods, don't worry about it, the Twain died a long time ago. If it's spirits, you've got me there, but I'm not interested in taking what's not freely given and I can't make anyone do something against their will.
Now. I've taught a lot of youngsters over the years. If you want to learn the sling, the bow, or the sword, you can ask for my help and I can get you to proficiency faster than a normal teacher. If you've got an injury or a chronic condition, I'm also a healer. I may not be as good as usual, but I'm discreet and nothing will be lost by coming to me. If you need a blacksmith... well, that takes more of an arrangement. I can also show people old memories while they're asleep, which displaces nightmares so they can wake up all nice and rested.
Call me Need. If you have questions, I have time.
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All right then. I suppose it's possible 'your' demons are as different from 'my' demons as either are from that snake boy. There's some I've met that might see enough reason to, hm, team up, but it wouldn't end as nicely as that.
[Possibly because her setting is morally simplistic enough that the situation would never arise. Possibly because she'd totally go for the kill herself the first chance she got; letting that kind of creature go is plainly, to her, just borrowing trouble from the future for herself and others.]
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[ and he'll let Need fill in the rest on 'whatever the hell they want' means. ]
We've... had history. Zodd just wants some kinda big flashy showdown with me, gets his blood all excited. All the lightning left me in a pretty bad state, so the fight wouldn't be satisfying enough for him, and he let us go.
That's my best guess, anyway.
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How strange. [And impractical! She probably shouldn't say that one. Need's done a lot of finding a purpose in immortality, but the idea of living for a worthy anime rivalry that ends in one person dying in the right way is alien to her.]
But he's not following you around looking for the chance after you've recovered, he's... just going to show up?
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[ how’s that for a little sacrilegious irony. ]
So Zodd went off to go do his bidding, whatever it is, maybe hoping we’ll bump into each other again.
[ Perhaps there’s that small satisfaction in being human. No master to serve but himself. ]
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Right. Well, as long as that doesn't happen here, I suppose.
[What a headache that would be. Need speaks more directly and privately again.]
:He's touchy enough that I don't want him to hear me say it, but thank you for looking after my little gold mage earlier.:
[Definitely some fond and kinda possessive connotations there.]