text; un: imyarek

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[In lieu of an introduction there's a picture of Illarion attached to this post.]

To the Sleepers of Trench,

You need not be reminded of Disciple Atreides' warning. Pursuant to it, I offer my experience with creatures of its ilk. My people have fought creatures that exist a̶c̵r̴o̶s̴s̸ ̸r̷e̵a̴l̸i̸t̸i̸e̵s̵ for centuries. We have particular insight into how they perceive the world, their instincts, and their methods of attack and defense. Full description of our strategies against them will not fit in this short missive and thus I request the attention of others planning our defenses.

To any Architects that may read this, I know of techniques to create weapons and fortifications that may fend the creature. To Scholars or other Disciples who attempt to divine the beast's nature, I have additional information I will disclose in private. In light of the month's sway on our blood, I ask also that Palebloods speak to me privately.

By my hand and sigil,

[A symbol of a black feather with a stylized eye blazoned on it.]

Comments

un: old_man

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The name of someone whose name isn't known. A placeholder.

[peripheries]

it sounds like a sneeze.

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Coming from someone with the most mundane sneezes imaginable that's quite a claim, little bird.

[peripheries]

that just means they're normal

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Very normal. You have never once sneezed in a way I'd mistake for Shriketongue.

Who do you know who sneezes like that?

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...How am I supposed to know what your language sounds like. You talk all the time and don't say anything worth remembering.

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Yet you still come around to ask me questions whenever you're bored. [Or lonely.]

Do you simply like the sound of my voice?

[peripheries]

you have the most time on your hands to keep me entertained

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You are taking scandalous advantage of the hours I would use sleeping if I were alive.

We're finding you a job. Or enrolling you in the School of Mutter. Needing this much entertainment is a sign of too little work.

[peripheries]

it's not my fault you're not alive

and i'm helping with this whole... thing. i'm busy.

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Would you wake me up to talk to if I were?

The Leviathan? [Oh godspit no more time for bantz with son boy if so; that has his memories of protective instincts up.] Did Paul see you as well?

[Did HE find something in the fish that might point to Tabris and just miss it? Damn.]

[peripheries]

depends on what we'd talk about.

yes. that's the word. not 怪獣 ("kaiju"). still it is a 'strange beast' and i was seen there in its wake.

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[He rubs at one temple, reorienting himself on the necessary conversational tone.]

You are equipped to survive such a beast. [Said more for his own sake.] What will you be doing?

[peripheries]

Trying to reach out and understand its mind.

[You know, whatever.]

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[Oh, just that.]

Alone?

[He's going to experience a significant amount of anger if Tabris has been set to this alone.]

[peripheries]

Some diviners too. Though, they likely face some more limitations.

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Different limitations, I imagine.

Are you making your attempts with them supporting you? Or separately?

[peripheries]

It's easier on my own.

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[He has to take a moment and stop himself from outright ordering Tabris to partner with someone for it.]

But not a guarantee of good results.

You should have someone else assisting you.

[peripheries]

How do you know what results I've found?

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You've already been scrying it?

[thisisfine.jpg]

[peripheries]

yes. I’ve been able to sense it for sometime now.

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[This isn't fine but at least it's not as bad as he feared, if that's true.]

Do you know how to tell if you're becoming corrupted?

[peripheries]

I don't fear this. So I have no concerns about corruption.

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Fear is not the only path to corruption, little bird.

Do you know how to tell?