Luckily for Jaskier, Estinien just snorts at the comment about sweets. It does seem that way, with how casually it's a part of everything. Most people can do some manner of magic in his world, even if it's expressed primarily through the body. At least, anybody that has much fortune taking up the sword.
Unluckily, Hydaelyn pretty closely resembles the exact sort of tale he doesn't want to hear about - though maybe it doesn't count if it's only for a handful of worlds instead of all of them. Estinien hesitates, as one does when trying to think of how to summarize a long story.
"Tis... a complicated thing," he begins. He doesn't know if Jaskier will have much patience for him explaining the various mechanics that caused all their problems, but he guesses he'll start as simply as he can. "I wasn't present for most of it, so my descriptions may leave something to be desired - but, 'twas a conflict resulting from the... origin of our star's current form." He sighs. He's really not a fan of this story himself.
"Allegedly, there was once only one realm to our star... a world inhabited by godlike beings that could shape the world around them, not unlike our experience in the Horizon. However, some cosmological tragedy caused that world to be torn asunder... split into fourteen shards, each of which then developed their own distinct cultures and territories. Copies of each other, essentially, identical at first but then allowed by time to grow differently."
This is how Alphinaud had explained it, at least.
"The people of that original realm were also divided, their power split as many ways as their world. My home, as I know it, is what was left in the aftermath. Fine enough, I'd say - if not for a collection of beings from that progenitor world, their power intact, desperate to rejoin those disparate parts at the cost of all the new life that had taken root on them."
This is all very heavy, you see - but Estinien seems to speak of it with less than total reverence.
"At any rate... one of the other 'shards' was close to being wiped out entirely. If it had, the resulting magickal... confluence, would have brought about nigh apocalyptic damage to our shard as well. So, a wizard took it upon himself to summon Himeka, and those most bound to her by fate, across the void between shards to help resolve the issue."
He pauses, and then adds as an afterthought:
"She succeeded, for what it's worth. Only for this whole mess to pull her away not long after."
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Unluckily, Hydaelyn pretty closely resembles the exact sort of tale he doesn't want to hear about - though maybe it doesn't count if it's only for a handful of worlds instead of all of them. Estinien hesitates, as one does when trying to think of how to summarize a long story.
"Tis... a complicated thing," he begins. He doesn't know if Jaskier will have much patience for him explaining the various mechanics that caused all their problems, but he guesses he'll start as simply as he can. "I wasn't present for most of it, so my descriptions may leave something to be desired - but, 'twas a conflict resulting from the... origin of our star's current form." He sighs. He's really not a fan of this story himself.
"Allegedly, there was once only one realm to our star... a world inhabited by godlike beings that could shape the world around them, not unlike our experience in the Horizon. However, some cosmological tragedy caused that world to be torn asunder... split into fourteen shards, each of which then developed their own distinct cultures and territories. Copies of each other, essentially, identical at first but then allowed by time to grow differently."
This is how Alphinaud had explained it, at least.
"The people of that original realm were also divided, their power split as many ways as their world. My home, as I know it, is what was left in the aftermath. Fine enough, I'd say - if not for a collection of beings from that progenitor world, their power intact, desperate to rejoin those disparate parts at the cost of all the new life that had taken root on them."
This is all very heavy, you see - but Estinien seems to speak of it with less than total reverence.
"At any rate... one of the other 'shards' was close to being wiped out entirely. If it had, the resulting magickal... confluence, would have brought about nigh apocalyptic damage to our shard as well. So, a wizard took it upon himself to summon Himeka, and those most bound to her by fate, across the void between shards to help resolve the issue."
He pauses, and then adds as an afterthought:
"She succeeded, for what it's worth. Only for this whole mess to pull her away not long after."