Fall Catchall

[yourlenore]

Who: Mishka & friends
What: Bingo, Arco Lunar, misc.
When: Fall
Where: Out & About
Warnings: ???

stand up with my palms full of soil & rosary
bruised rosary
blooming rosary

maybe I just need to smoke more & stretch & eat frivolous things &
anyway
I’m working on it

Comments

[yourlenore]

( You lecture Miette on ants... smh (jkjk)

In any case, he does express interest when Syrlya speaks of the strange system of magic regulation in his home. An idle thought flits by, wondering if Etharis has some such broken system; Briar seemed to know much, but she was cagey with her knowledge. Understandable, considering to whom she was speaking to, and who their company was.

The mention of void, though, so briefly causes his lips to purse, but he returns to his usual expression quick enough, and he raises an eyebrow slightly at Flynn with some curiosity. )

So you believe that real change can only be brought about by those willing to risk themselves on the impossible? That's certainly how a revolutionary might think.

( Or, you know, a hero, but it's hard for him to think of foolishness as heroic. "Revolutionary" feels apt to him: thousands of them die before there is one single chance of change, and even then, that chance may bear no fruit. It is a miserable path, and not at all pragmatic— the path which Mishka favors most. )

As for our beast... We were on the path to making progress. My land has no sun, ( he mostly says this for Flynn, since he knows Syrlya knows, ) but rather than it not at all existing, or having once been destroyed, we found that it had shattered into thousands of cosmically powerful shards. Magic is near nonexistent where I'm from, but I had in my company a talented few. Our objective was to extract these sparks of sunlight and use them to power a ward around our country that might last some few hundred years; we had made good progress on our collection, before I came here.

( Which sounds both grand, and not grand at all, and Mishka seems to know it. In the grand scheme of things, a few hundred years is nothing— but it is better than nothing at all. With only a few spellcasters at the country's disposal, and fewer that could be trusted (if any at all), and really no advancements in technology, Ostoya could do very little for itself. They faced impossible odds only trying to ward it off.

Yet, Mishka knows also each of them had a selfish reason to pursue this impossible goal, and that Valerie's purpose behind proposing it was not at all noble. They all knew this about each other. They all knew they all planned to skim off the top of this raw solar-magic energy, and that they each intended to use the act of warding for their own ends.

What a pity, that the only group poised to do something about the matter was a group that could least be trusted with it. Mishka is well aware of the irony. )

Still, this "Void"... What is this, in Tyria?

[chronosynthesis]

[Syrlya nods at Flynn's assessment. That's a perspective he certainly agrees with, having had to stand up against the impossible.

He's never heard the explanation why Ostoya has no sun. It didn't seem to be something Adelis knew about, at least when they last spoke of it. So the idea it could be shattered across the world is... fascinating. Well, you probably can't put it back in the sky by that point so might as well create a magic barrier.]

--Oh, it's just the end of all things. Beyond death, when reality itself breaks down, it all becomes nothing. No existence. It isn't something we currently have to worry about on a grand scale--things are stable in the Mists and Tyria itself. But in any space, however small, that you destabilize reality itself void will fill the space and break down everything around it.

[knightunerring]

[ Broken magic systems, hm. Flynn's smile turns just a shade wry at that — though, unlike the sound of Syrlya's world, it wasn't hard to follow the flow of just why Terca Lumireis' had broken in the way it had. It's just as well Judith isn't here for this. ]

A few hundred years... It's possible that in that time, the people of your country could come up with some approach to deal with that beast. [ A little pause, because he doesn't want to sound overly negative about it. ] Barrier magic is some of the most important remaining technology the Empire had from earlier civilizations. With the amount of monsters our world has, until recently it was almost impossible for a town to exist without one. But it was certainly harder for the different groups to work together when we were divided like that, and only knights or the hunting guilds could easily travel between cities. I wonder what kind of answer we could have come up with sooner if things were different.

[ Well, that's only monsters, though. He blinks a little at Syrlya's rather casual summation of 'end of all things' there. ]

I'm glad to hear that the Void isn't more of a commonplace problem for you, then.

[ smh that I'm getting Void lore one of the rare times I'm not playing a Rays character ]