daan daniël

[undread]

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[recession]

They've made offers and concessions that seem pretty generous for people who supposedly want to see us sacrificed.

[ He isn't going to fully trust them right off the bat, but it's about as good as he can hope for in terms of outside contact. ]

Even if you grow up in a cult, you don't necessarily agree with its ideas.

[undread]

Yes, not necessarily.

[but that doesn't mean you'll betray them for strangers, either.]

What sort of concessions did you hear? I heard nothing but "either trust me or don't."

[mainly because she kept talking to them with her rat.]

[recession]

[ Goddamn it Pâté why didn't you put more points into charisma. ]

Leaving an avenue open for communications. Permitting one request per person, which I unwittingly spent before knowing the fact, but I don't think anyone can complain about having medical supplies on hand...

[ Well, he could've probably rescinded the request, but yeah. It's not a bad thing to ask for. ]

[undread]

[the sad thing is she has really high charisma since she's a warlock even though it makes zero sense.]

Oh. So maybe they'll give us more supplies if we ask. Like a needle and thread. It works on garments and bodies.

[recession]

[ A pinched expression, a glance askance and chewing the inside of his lip for a moment. But he looks back at her. ]

You probably could... do you need something fixed? Maybe if luck is on my side, I'd get spares in the set...

[undread]

[just gesturing generally to her dress, which is a lovely gown but also has a few rips and tears and bloodstains.]

Oh, this old thing, for one. And sometimes, Pâté's head comes off. I'd like to have the supplies to fix it if that happened.

[recession]

[ Beat pause. ]

Your friend there, I presume.

I could use some patching myself.

[ His default is a rather nice buttoned shirt and a high quality purple silk vest, or they certainly were at some point. There's rips, scuffs, stains that wouldn't fully wash out despite his best efforts with the water they have here. F. ]

I'll keep an eye out for any sewing supplies then.

[undread]

Oh, you haven't met! Where our my manners. Pâté, meet Daniël. Daniël, meet my dear familiar, Pâté de Rolo.

[the little flying dead rat creature will do a sweeping bow, and then, sorry, but laudna will start doing a silly cockney voice for him.]

Charmed, I'm sure. I'd say it's nice to have a doctor around, but I'm already dead!

[recession]

[ Well. Definitely points for the effort. He looks like he's somewhere stuck in a mixture of UH but also this is actually kind of funny because of how unexpected it was. ]

...! Er. Yes. My pleasure, Mr. de Rolo.

[undread]

[this was such a serious thread and then this happens.]

It's actually Lord de Rolo. He's from a very prestigious Whitestone family, as a matter of fact.

[recession]

[ It really is funny how quickly she really is exuding horrific, and yet, endearing under all that. ]

...Right. Rude of me then.

Lord de Rolo...

[undread]

So fancy.

[very pleased he played along.]

I did make him. Just a little craft project. But then I brought him to life.

[recession]

Necromancy, I take it.

I don't know why I'm surprised it would work on non-humans, but I suppose it must.

[undread]

Not exactly. I can animate inanimate objects sometimes. There's a slight distinction. He's more like a living doll.

[recession]

Puppetry then.

But I take it you're lacking for contact with any otherworldly powers, just like the rest?

[undread]

...Yes. I can't use them, or contact her. Unless she's simply gone silent on purpose.

[recession]

Figures. Not that I expect gods to answer in a punctual manner...

But it's a problem that seems to be affecting everyone, including those that draw their powers from other places too.

[undread]

Oh, she isn't a god. Her soul is just trapped in my body. She's usually very punctual.

[but not right now.]

If they've managed to shut all of that off, they must have some sort of means of doing so.

[recession]

[ He assumed she was another person drawing power from a god because that's how things usually are and Gale and Aerith basically said more or less the same thing. Welp. ]

Oh. [ Okay. He has no clue what this means but maybe he'll ask later. ] Yeah, sounds like it. I wouldn't really know, but everyone else says so.

[undread]

[nah fam she's a warlock]

No magic? Not even a few little healing spells?

[recession]

...

No. Not for a while, and never again.

I've found needle, thread, and the occasional bonesaw to be effective enough.

[undread]

I see. [...] Those powers can be dangerous. It can come at a price. I understand.

[recession]

Prices are only worth the cost if you get what you want. And even then, that's not always guaranteed...

But that's neither here nor there. Hopefully we won't need that kind of thing anyway.

We don't know what's going to be on the horizon, but at least we have some semblance of a goal now. I think everyone should get in rest for today, and we can all think on it tomorrow.

[undread]

We won't know any better how to stop them tomorrow. And I won't be a little lamb for their slaughter. I won't be.

[recession]

Mhm. Good to know you've got the spirit to fight back.

We won't let them.