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abraxaslogs2021-11-19 05:09 pm
coerthantorment) wrote in abraxaslogs2021-11-19 05:09 pm
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[CLOSED] lived a lot of different lives
WHO: Estinien Wyrmblood, Winnifred Bordeaux, and the Solvunn Council
WHAT: Estinien meets with the council in hopes of driving them towards action... or at least in hopes of finding out what Solvunn wants out of this conflict in the first place.
WHERE: Primary Settlement, Solvunn
WHEN: Mid to Late Novemberish
Six months prior, Estinien never could have imagined himself willingly subjecting himself to this. To playing the diplomat, to making appeals, to trying to gather favour... it was work left to better men, in his opinion. Yet, with an absence of those he had unknowingly relied on, he has few other options. From the sounds of things, this effort very well may be dependant on him.
Few others were willing to make a move, at least from all he had observed - and of those that were, not all of them were prepared. In his case, though, he was built to fight. Everything he saw, he saw through that lens.
And so, this is what he brought to the council's attention: that, at least to him, the situation with Thorne was something that needed to be fought against, and that he was prepared to do it in whatever way they thought best. They had the experience, he said, they had lived in this place for much longer than him. Yet, at the same time, his limited experience with their world made him think that time was of the essence.
"You have my thanks for seeing me today," he says. It's the sort of formality that chafes against him, but he bears it regardless. Despite how rebellious he became after taking on the mantle of Azure Dragoon, there had been a time when he needed to play along enough that he could be granted the position by the Holy See in the first place, even if his skill had done most of the speaking. He can do this if he must, he reminds himself.
"Since coming to Solvunn some months ago, it has ever been mine intent to take on the cause of your people. I would not shirk the responsibility placed on me by my presence here, whether it be through circumstances or fate... if the world of Abraxas has need of my kind to resolve the issue of the Singularity, then so be it. Yet, I find myself adrift, and with little idea of what Solvunn herself seeks to accomplish. I know that your people see the tamperings of the Free Cities and Thorne as dire threats to this world and all others, but I have found myself wondering, what they hope to do to stop it?
"Were it in my hands, I know that I would not tarry, knowing that Thorne may have what they need to meddle with the Singularity more effectively than they have before. Does the Council of Solvunn disagree? If so, I would benefit from hearing your reasoning for such delay. You are, after all, the ones with a history in this place, and with an understanding of what has come before. I cannot claim to be as knowledgeable, though 'tis not from disinterest. I've done what reading I can to learn Solvunn's intent, but I am still unclear on the way forward.
"You have a willing soldier in me, and I had hoped to show you as much with the information offered upon our first meeting. And now that you have had time to see my measure, I would simply ask that you make use of me. Tell me what Solvunn wants and what it needs, and how I might aid you and your people. If you see Thorne as a threat, I would ask what can be done to stop them. Pray, understand me. There is much I have left behind to be in this world. Dire causes I have been forced to abandon, and that's consequences are still unknown to me. It weighs heavily on me for my presence here to be put to waste, when all that I loved before has been put at risk in turn.
"...And I have seen that you have taken it upon yourself to bring more here alongside me. If circumstances are as dire as they seem, I understand your need. But, if you would follow in Thorne's footsteps, you must see some divine purpose for our presence here. 'Tis no longer a matter of refugees stumbling upon your doorsteps - we are being called upon."
Estinien bows his head slightly, signaling the end of his appeal.
"Pray, tell me how I might yet strike against your enemies."
WHAT: Estinien meets with the council in hopes of driving them towards action... or at least in hopes of finding out what Solvunn wants out of this conflict in the first place.
WHERE: Primary Settlement, Solvunn
WHEN: Mid to Late Novemberish
Six months prior, Estinien never could have imagined himself willingly subjecting himself to this. To playing the diplomat, to making appeals, to trying to gather favour... it was work left to better men, in his opinion. Yet, with an absence of those he had unknowingly relied on, he has few other options. From the sounds of things, this effort very well may be dependant on him.
Few others were willing to make a move, at least from all he had observed - and of those that were, not all of them were prepared. In his case, though, he was built to fight. Everything he saw, he saw through that lens.
And so, this is what he brought to the council's attention: that, at least to him, the situation with Thorne was something that needed to be fought against, and that he was prepared to do it in whatever way they thought best. They had the experience, he said, they had lived in this place for much longer than him. Yet, at the same time, his limited experience with their world made him think that time was of the essence.
"You have my thanks for seeing me today," he says. It's the sort of formality that chafes against him, but he bears it regardless. Despite how rebellious he became after taking on the mantle of Azure Dragoon, there had been a time when he needed to play along enough that he could be granted the position by the Holy See in the first place, even if his skill had done most of the speaking. He can do this if he must, he reminds himself.
"Since coming to Solvunn some months ago, it has ever been mine intent to take on the cause of your people. I would not shirk the responsibility placed on me by my presence here, whether it be through circumstances or fate... if the world of Abraxas has need of my kind to resolve the issue of the Singularity, then so be it. Yet, I find myself adrift, and with little idea of what Solvunn herself seeks to accomplish. I know that your people see the tamperings of the Free Cities and Thorne as dire threats to this world and all others, but I have found myself wondering, what they hope to do to stop it?
"Were it in my hands, I know that I would not tarry, knowing that Thorne may have what they need to meddle with the Singularity more effectively than they have before. Does the Council of Solvunn disagree? If so, I would benefit from hearing your reasoning for such delay. You are, after all, the ones with a history in this place, and with an understanding of what has come before. I cannot claim to be as knowledgeable, though 'tis not from disinterest. I've done what reading I can to learn Solvunn's intent, but I am still unclear on the way forward.
"You have a willing soldier in me, and I had hoped to show you as much with the information offered upon our first meeting. And now that you have had time to see my measure, I would simply ask that you make use of me. Tell me what Solvunn wants and what it needs, and how I might aid you and your people. If you see Thorne as a threat, I would ask what can be done to stop them. Pray, understand me. There is much I have left behind to be in this world. Dire causes I have been forced to abandon, and that's consequences are still unknown to me. It weighs heavily on me for my presence here to be put to waste, when all that I loved before has been put at risk in turn.
"...And I have seen that you have taken it upon yourself to bring more here alongside me. If circumstances are as dire as they seem, I understand your need. But, if you would follow in Thorne's footsteps, you must see some divine purpose for our presence here. 'Tis no longer a matter of refugees stumbling upon your doorsteps - we are being called upon."
Estinien bows his head slightly, signaling the end of his appeal.
"Pray, tell me how I might yet strike against your enemies."
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She said 'for now' after all. Those two words make a world of difference. He is not a man who could sustain himself on faith alone indefinitely, but as they are? He's been wrong about things that seemed more insane when set against his conception of the world.
In some ways it would be nice for her to be right. He would like to be where he is supposed to be... wherever that is. If it truly were here as opposed to in Eorzea, maybe he would feel less like he's abandoned his loved ones to their deaths.
"I can," he says, and it's genuine. "What I wish... is for my world and this one to be spared. To flourish." He's worried about it all, anxious in his gut that it won't be enough to simply wait, but as he already said: he has no better answers. "If the gods can bring about our salvation... then I would seek their counsel first and foremost."
He pauses, and then adds:
"Or, what part of it I can comprehend."