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abraxaslogs2022-08-08 01:14 pm
lackingtalent) wrote in abraxaslogs2022-08-08 01:14 pm
closed; homecoming.
WHO: Elidibus, Hythlodaeus, and Emet-Selch.
WHAT: Bringing a very old friend home.
WHEN: Early August, after the new wave of arrivals.
WHERE: A small house on the outskirts of the first settlement.
"And here we are."
His words come with an opening of a door with the aid of a key brought out from a pocket, a cross of the threshold, and a wipe of, and then removal of his shoes. Hythlodaeus' voice is pleasant, and easy- indicating precious little of the (fair) amount of excitement he feels... but he is quick to move through the small houses' entrance hall, seemingly looking for something. Or someone.
Saying that he does glance at Elidibus from time to time, from over his shoulder.
"You'll find all usual amenities at your disposal. A living area-" a brief indication with a hand indicates as such as they pass the doorway. Within is a room with a large fireplace, optimal reading light streaming in from a rather well-placed bay window, and an abundance of books on large shelves- some loose, clearly in the midst of being read. "A place to prepare meals." Another indication of a room that serves well as a kitchen. One pleasant, homely. Smaller than most, and distinctly quaint in styling, emulating Solvunn's rustic aesthetic, but oddly charming with the presence of an ever-burning stove as well as numerous dried herbs hung upon the walls. Some seedlings on the windowsill appear to not quite be doing as well.
"And of course, facilities to keep yourself comfortable." A bathroom is then indicated. "Heated and plumbed water, mercifully, is available without the usage of magick. The stove keeps most of the house warm, yet you are more than welcome to use any of the fireplaces amongst the rooms in order to feel more comfortable, should you so wish."
He then turns on his heels, and closes the space toward Elidibus in a few strides. And kindly:
"You are more than welcome to treat this building as your own. While it, like this star, is hardly home..." And likely never would be, "I do hope it might provide sanctuary for you. And that you might even eventually appreciate it for its own charm."
Charm which, in his mind, was there in abundance. While this house indeed matched Solvunn's other buildings in a great many respects- a thatched roof, the somewhat freehand shape of the building itself, the mixed and matched nature of the stones that formed it... there is still charm within it. The architect saw to that with considerate design, understated and clever enough to blend in seamlessly.
The ceilings and doorframes, for instance, are high enough so that neither he or Emet-Selch should have to stoop to enter... though of course, Elidibus' milage may vary in that matter. The furniture is functional over flowery (perhaps belying a few of the architect's opinions on the matter) but Hythlodaeus' influence in things like textiles and decoration- mostly in the form of more than a few floral displays- at least ensures that the area is comfortable.
And. With a smile:
"Would you like to be shown to your room?" Elidibus, after all, could be excused for feeling somewhat exhausted.
WHAT: Bringing a very old friend home.
WHEN: Early August, after the new wave of arrivals.
WHERE: A small house on the outskirts of the first settlement.
"And here we are."
His words come with an opening of a door with the aid of a key brought out from a pocket, a cross of the threshold, and a wipe of, and then removal of his shoes. Hythlodaeus' voice is pleasant, and easy- indicating precious little of the (fair) amount of excitement he feels... but he is quick to move through the small houses' entrance hall, seemingly looking for something. Or someone.
Saying that he does glance at Elidibus from time to time, from over his shoulder.
"You'll find all usual amenities at your disposal. A living area-" a brief indication with a hand indicates as such as they pass the doorway. Within is a room with a large fireplace, optimal reading light streaming in from a rather well-placed bay window, and an abundance of books on large shelves- some loose, clearly in the midst of being read. "A place to prepare meals." Another indication of a room that serves well as a kitchen. One pleasant, homely. Smaller than most, and distinctly quaint in styling, emulating Solvunn's rustic aesthetic, but oddly charming with the presence of an ever-burning stove as well as numerous dried herbs hung upon the walls. Some seedlings on the windowsill appear to not quite be doing as well.
"And of course, facilities to keep yourself comfortable." A bathroom is then indicated. "Heated and plumbed water, mercifully, is available without the usage of magick. The stove keeps most of the house warm, yet you are more than welcome to use any of the fireplaces amongst the rooms in order to feel more comfortable, should you so wish."
He then turns on his heels, and closes the space toward Elidibus in a few strides. And kindly:
"You are more than welcome to treat this building as your own. While it, like this star, is hardly home..." And likely never would be, "I do hope it might provide sanctuary for you. And that you might even eventually appreciate it for its own charm."
Charm which, in his mind, was there in abundance. While this house indeed matched Solvunn's other buildings in a great many respects- a thatched roof, the somewhat freehand shape of the building itself, the mixed and matched nature of the stones that formed it... there is still charm within it. The architect saw to that with considerate design, understated and clever enough to blend in seamlessly.
The ceilings and doorframes, for instance, are high enough so that neither he or Emet-Selch should have to stoop to enter... though of course, Elidibus' milage may vary in that matter. The furniture is functional over flowery (perhaps belying a few of the architect's opinions on the matter) but Hythlodaeus' influence in things like textiles and decoration- mostly in the form of more than a few floral displays- at least ensures that the area is comfortable.
And. With a smile:
"Would you like to be shown to your room?" Elidibus, after all, could be excused for feeling somewhat exhausted.
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Elidibus has had a far different first impression as to why they were Summoned and it was certainly wasn't flattering. Although he'd be the first to admit that he needs to look into the matter more.
"Yes, I would like to hear more regarding what you've learned about the reasons we have been Summoned by the people of this world. Our hosts were unsurprisingly reluctant to share details."
Hythlodaeus's arrival comes at quite the perfect time in the conversational lull. While Elidibus seems a little confused about the source of amusement - what's wrong with standing in the hall and speaking to an old comrade - he does recognize the guidance toward the creature comforts of social convention after a brief glance. Oh yes, the tea.
"Of course." After a glance at Emet-Selch to be certain the other will also follow the hospitable Ancient. As to the offer made to leave them in private, Elidibus needs only a moment's reflection on what he knows and what has been said since his arrival before offering his input.
"There is nothing I could say that you would not deserve to know," he says to Hythlodaeus. Another glance is spared for Emet-Selch even though his answer is still directed to the lavender-haired man. "As you've mentioned knowing of our deeds since the sundering of our Star, asking you to step away while we discussed anything on the subject would seem a discourtesy at best."
Downright petty at its worst.
Though Elidibus does pause long enough to obtain affirmative responses from both, he'll eventually move into the living area and find a seat somewhere the other two can be nearby and the tray set down. Tea will be accepted when it's served and cake will be desired even if its consumption will wait.
"Emet-Selch, I think we might be better served being forthcoming with the questions of the past we have. I suspect they are somewhat similar." Elidibus wastes no time in going first, as it were.
"When last I saw you, you had departed for the First after I'd informed you of Lahabrea's fate." It's... risky to speak of what might be the possible future. But it seems... needed.
"It was not long after that my own fall came." His voice is quiet here. "Before I awakened in Solvunn's summoning well, I touched the Aetherial Sea. Long enough it seems, to have my memories fully restored."
It's worth wondering, Elidibus realises to himself with some bitter irony, whether he is any more himself now than he was before. Did Solvunn capture a man restored to his memories before the brink of dissolution or did they simply give a body to the strong burst of memories and he is no more the man than that shell without recollection?
Oh the uncertainties of his current weakness. He'll be glad enough for- and dread- the revelation in a week's time.
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"As he says," he adds with a nod after Elidibus' comment. "There is little we might say that you do not deserve to hear, and we two do not a Convocation make."
Especially after the Sundering, and the necessary shift in their aims. Still, he waits until they are all seated and the tea has been distributed before he speaks again.
"My own memories of our last meeting are similar. We spoke, and I departed to continue on after Lahabrea's fate. My own end followed sometime thereafter, at the hands of the Warrior of Light." An end that had been hard fought, yes, as he had pitted all that he was against all that she had been. But an end all the same. "If I touched the Aetherial Sea between that and finding myself here, it was no doubt little more than a moment. Else I should imagine I would look different then I do now."
Or perhaps the Aetherial Sea of the First had not had the power to restore him to the way he had been. But that much is likely to remain a mystery that not even he can answer, for all his familiarity with the Aetherial Sea and all that his work as Emet-Selch had entailed.