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 Posted: Sun Dec 01, 2013 11:41 pm
"I figured this was best, yes." The different voice came as a surprise, but Athanatius was not as startled as he would have been if he had not been warned first.
"So what are you all looking for down there ?" The errais asked, curious as of the reasons of this trip.
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2013 12:20 pm
"Adventure." Alva spoke first. "Well, sort of, I wanted to see the World Tree. It sounds like an amazing place."
"And I'd like to check on the known entrances to the underworld. Take stock of what is so that I can plan what will be." Not something she might have done before, she tended to be of the cross that bridge when we come to it school of tactics.
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Posted: Tue Dec 03, 2013 10:23 pm
"I see... Very good reasons." He could certainly get behind the whole adventure aspect of it. "You will not regret... That place has to be seen to be believed. And I do believe you venture there often yourself, my lord ?
"Yes." The god nodded to accompany his statement. "To make sure everything is as it should be." Better safe than sorry, after all. He'd had no reason to leave them behind since they wanted to go. It was a strange echo of when he had done the journey with Tian Yue, except now he was the god in full procession of his own self, who would have to keep an eye out for one who did not.
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2013 12:22 am
"Are there many others that use the tree?" Val asked as they rode. It was hard to judge when you had met so few gods. There were also the doors in the Pantheon, why travel so long and hard when you were able to just step into worlds.
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Posted: Wed Dec 04, 2013 7:15 pm
"I have yet to see another god within." Not even Gaia herself, but then no one knew where the mother had gone... As was the case with so many of them. "There are nyanko... Cat-like tribes living within the tree. Sometimes mortals wander and get terribly lost." Like that group from Azeroth. Had he not found them, they would have been more likely to find their ends within the world tree than what they sought.
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Posted: Fri Dec 06, 2013 12:51 pm
"Oh." Alva would come to the front at the mention of the cat people. "There's one that lives in your rooms isn't there?" She asked, there were several cat people living in his rooms really. "The male, Phirren ... is that his name? He's clever and tells good stories." She liked a good story.
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Posted: Sun Dec 08, 2013 8:01 pm
"Yes, he is one." He had no idea how Cosine had come across him, but having him around was not something he was against. When his tree helions were listening to stories, they were not up to naughtiness, after all.
"We came across a mother and her children when we made a map of it." As mindblowing as such a task had been. "Perhaps we will see them now."
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 12:58 am
(( Sorry this reply took so long. There should be goodies arriving on your doorstep to make up for my slowness. wink )) "I hope so." Alva imagined it would be a bit of a dull adventure if they did not meet any interesting creatures. Going into the maze of a tree it would be useful to know where to find help should they get lost too. "Have you met any others in the tree?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 16, 2013 5:56 pm
"No, no one else that actually lived within the paths and branches." Ankou admitted, shaking his head. "The tree is... Very large. Larger than your mind can probably think about." Even now, he felt rather eerily small when he stepped inside the wooden paths. "It is not something than can truly be explained, I am afraid."
Not the complete scope of it, no. It was something that had to be lived, something that had to be felt. That realization that you were but a small grain of sand compared to an universe that lived and breathed.
((I guess I'll forgive you this time. Siiiiiiiigh. razz heart ))
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Posted: Sat Dec 21, 2013 8:28 am
"Oh." She was having trouble trying to imagine it. A tree, but one so large even a god was intimidated by it. If it was so big surely it would be visible for miles around. "So if the roots go to the underworld, there must be several entrances. Were they all guarded do you think?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 21, 2013 9:03 pm
"Once upon a time, I am certain they would have been." Nergal was nothing if not thorough. "Now, well, I have no idea." It was possible not all the guardians had survived. It was one of the reasons why he checked on things so much.
Hours passed, and eventually the sky would darken and it became wisest to stop and let Athanatius rest. The errais was sleeping off to the side, while Ankou settled to keep guard and tend to the fire as he often did in these situations.
((Just figured I'd give Val her opportunity to talk to Ankou about stuffs. Probably move to another thread for the world tree proper after that))
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Posted: Sun Dec 22, 2013 1:25 pm
Alva and Valyrmora took a seat next to the Spirit guide by the fire. Val held her human hands out to warm them and breathed the smokey air in deeply.
"How much awareness of the past returns once you reach your full power?" She asked, as a segway to a conversation she wished to have and out of curiosity. She wanted to know if she was destined to be haunted by shadows. "How much awareness do you have of where you come from?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 22, 2013 1:39 pm
The question did not surprise him, and Ankou thought little of it beyond the obvious. It was a question he had asked himself many times before, a question he still did ponder every now and then, though not as often as he once had.
"It depends." A frustrating answer, he knew, but nonetheless a true one. "There are things that I do not remember. Things that are likely lost forever. We were dead for a long time, after all. It also depends on the individual, I seem to notice. Things tend to come to me as I need them, if I do come across the need to remember something. Either it comes, or it does not. I know of one god who I am certain remembers nothing at all but the very basis of who he is, and his own brothers." Xun Jiang. The dragon king had never admitted such a thing to him, no, but he could see it in the gods' eyes every now and then, and how he seemed to rely on his aoidei so much in how to deal with Azeroth. Ankou was certain it was because he remembered none of it.
A dangerous slope in itself, but the dragon hopefully knew what he was doing.
"But I do not think anyone would ever remember everything." He paused, staring at the fire for a moment. The flickering of the flames' light on his pale skin made him look more ghostly than he actually held himself at the moment. "And maybe some things are better left forgotten."
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Posted: Mon Dec 23, 2013 11:30 pm
"Which is the point I suppose." She mused. "That we don't cling to the past, we use it to make us stronger." Though they could not leave it behind completely, surely. They had to know where they had been to know where they were going?
She decided to be rather more obvious with her line of questions. It had never been much like her before to skirt round a subject.
"Forgotten, you mean like your origin? You know you are Nergal's son don't you, my nephew." She was sure he was aware, just chose not to acknowledge it. "I had no memory of another brother. It made no sense."
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Posted: Tue Dec 24, 2013 1:12 pm
That much Ankou did not expect, though it was not like he could deny it. "I... figure." It was a lot more nebulous than Val thought it actually was, at least as far as he was concerned, and for reasons he would explain. Might as well. "I do not remember all that much, honestly. But I do remember... The first thing he had ever told me, the very first thing I can remember, not in this life but from the previous one. 'You are my brother.' He has never told me otherwise. It was always the way it had been." The rest of it was foggy, lost to the ages, but those words he remembered clearly ever since Gungnir had surrendered the memory of his last thoughts before his death.
It was always the way it had been, and it had taken a long time before he had realized that it was actually otherwise. But it all made sense, when he had stopped to think of it. An Underworld without a Spirit Guide could get everything done - slowly, but still. A Spirit Guide without an Underworld could not do that much at all, no.
"I am uncertain if he ever remembered this much." At least Nergal had given no sign that he had. Given the general fogginess of the past, then certainly he would have asked him if he'd had any doubt of it ? "I only remembered because of Gungnir." The spear was resting to the side right now, easily taken if they were to meet any unwelcome company, but out of the way where none of them could accidentally get hurt by the tip. "When I faded, I gave Gungnir to Nergal, with what was left of my mana. His mana. What he created me with. I was hoping it might be enough. I knew I could not keep the realm together. I was hoping that he might."
Of course, it was not what had happened. They both knew that. He sighed and shook his head. "From that memory... Well, I connected the dots." The fact he could not fly in the Underworld. That Nergal could not fly anywhere else. The scars on Underworld' back that he suddenly could find a plausible explanation for.
"I never told her exactly what I saw." Cosine, of course. He had told her the truth, but not the details of said truth. "I never told anyone." What good would it do at this point ? There was already so much hurt there with everyone involved. What good would come from adding even more to it ?
"I... I remembered your voice. And the valkyries clearly know of us both." They must have met somehow... Had they ? And yet he could not remember a moment where they had stood face to face, been together in the same room. That he could not remember what she had looked like was irrelevant. That he could not even remember her presence was what felt off to him.
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