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 Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2017 12:35 pm
Prompt: Interact with Altea Your Dark Mirror Senshi is passing through the hallway at the same time as Altea. She is clearly in a hurry but stops to check on you. If you would like to roleplay with Altea, you simply need to start a roleplay and quote the mule! You may ask her anything, but any information shared to a player by the mule will be posted in the Event Information thread, so everyone will have access to it (but it will be assumed that your character shared with the others; if you don’t wish for your character to share information please PM us when you start the RP!) If you don’t think you’ll have time to do a roleplay but still want to speak to Altea, you may PM the mule with a question your character would like to ask her while she is passing through the hallway. The mule will respond in 24 hours and you can incorporate their answer into your solo. There is no limit to how many times you can cross paths with Altea, however you can only have one roleplay per character open with her at a time! All roleplays or solos must be posted within this event subforum or you risk them being missed!
As one of his favorite things to do was solve riddles, Sinope decided that if he thought of the texts as riddles, he could find the motivation to try to solve them. Trying to determine a story only by its pictures was a challenging feat indeed and one that took cleverness of which he believed he was in great abundance. Who knew? If they were stuck here long enough, perhaps he might have been able to decipher the Solamnia alphabet (if that was who these letters belonged to) and perhaps even learned some of the language so as to have been able to transfer the book. It would be a lot of work, but if they were stuck here for much longer with nothing else to do, at least it would have been something to pass the time with.
He was just heading down the hall back to the library when he heard someone coming up behind him and recognized the radiant presence as Altea. Er...was he supposed to bow, or something? She seemed to be in a hurry, so maybe that wouldn't have been such a good idea.
"Uh, hello," he greeted her awkwardly, a crooked smile on his face as he raised a hand to wave. "This way's the library, right? Are you heading for it, too?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 31, 2017 8:02 pm
As soon as Altea realized that one of her guests had spoken to her, her gait decreased and she turned to face him, smile plain on her face. “Hello,” she greeted. She was wearing a different dress today, and perhaps it was the brighter colors or an improving health, but she seemed like she was doing better now than when she’d first met them. She still seemed fragile and pale, but there was a glow about her that was hard not to see. Maybe, just being around people had a good effect on her. “The library is over here, yes. Would you like me to show you? I was heading in that direction. Not to the library itself, but I wouldn’t mind a detour.” She smield and gestured for him to walk with her as she began guiding him towards his destination. “Are you finding everything here to your liking? I’m sorry it isn’t home, or that we haven’t been able to find anything to get you there. I’m still working on it,” she assured. “I hope the accommodations are all right. And my servants are treating you well?”
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2017 3:43 pm
"Oh...you look better today," he remarked, regarding her more vividly colorful dress and apparently better health. "Glad to see you out and about."
Her offer to show Sinope the library caused him to brighten as well. "Er, would you? That'd be great! Sorry to alter your route, but...well..." His voice trailed off a little as he contemplated how to explain.
"I know you're working hard to try to get us home and I appreciate it. Uh, the servants are great." A little creepy, but obedient and helpful. "But...well, back home, I really liked to read a lot and I spent a lot of time in libraries."
He gestured ahead of them. "Yours looks amazing, but when I open a book off a shelf, I can't read any of it. I don't suppose you have sections written in other alphabets or languages, would you?" His gaze was hopeful as he peered up at her. "Or some kind of cipher or language dictionary?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2017 7:10 pm
Altea seemed flattered with his compliment; she curtsied just slightly. “Thank you, I think I like this color much better. But I have always thought I was at my best when I had company. It’s no trouble to escort you to the library.” Especially not when she seemed so genuinely pleased to have someone to talk to. “Our library has some texts from other locations. Gifts, or things that just wound up here. Though, I confess, I cannot reach most of the ones that aren’t written in my native tongue. I was never particularly keen on the linguistic arts, so I don’t know if we have any ciphers or language dictionaries. We mostly speak a common tongue in these parts—for which I am grateful—but we all have our own languages back home. Because we could communicate like this,” she gestured between herself and Sinope, “I never bothered to learn any other texts. I do apologize. Are you looking for any particular books, or just noting in general? Perhaps I could find a few with some good pictures, at least?” she offered, walking towards the library at a casual pace.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2017 11:24 am
Sinope smiled politely and uncertainty bowed in response to her curtsy. He was glad she seemed so easy to please, especially as their host. He didn't want to think what might become of them if and when her good will toward the Dark Mirror Court ran out.
Familiarity bred contempt, so he believed, and he figured it was only a matter of time before she got sick of or annoyed with them. Sure, she had lived in solitude for no one to talk to for many years, presumably, but one never knew if she would just decide one day that she preferred her former solitude after all.
"You can't...reach?" If all it was was a matter of reaching to find a comprehensible book, Sinope would have gladly exhausted his resources to get to it, but the library was so extensive that he didn't have the slightest idea of where one might have been located.
Worse yet were the facts that one couldn't necessarily tell a book's language by what was written on its spine and even then, there was no guarantee that any of the volumes in the whole library were in a language he could understand. He could have been looking for decades and that would have been a sorry waste of time.
Normally a code might have been fun for Sinope to crack, but a language barrier in addition to an alphabet barrier would have required more time than he was willing to spend under in their particular situation. He wasn't sure why he and Altea were able to communicate unless they spoke the same language, but it could simply have had something to do with the magic of Mirrorspace making it seem to each of them that they spoke the same language. Maybe they actually spoke the same language, though. "Er, so...you don't know of any books written in the language we're speaking right now?"
If not, that was fine. As Altea brought up pictures, Sinope realized there were always the clues that illustrations provided that he could go off of if the queen was willing to point him in the direction of the illustrated books. "Well...even on our own world, I've always enjoyed history and comparing the ways authors write history books to learn what happened. Would you happen to know of any illustrated history books?" The more he thought of it, the more fun it sounded. Deciphering history from pictures wasn't as delightfully tricky or challenging as deciphering it from coded text, but under current circumstances, the former seemed preferable.
"There's just so much I want to know about Solamnia...but maybe you know some of it already." He cast her a curious look. "Doesn't it bother you not being able to go outside or see the sky? There's no sun or moon or stars to tell the time with, either. I mean, it couldn't have always been this way, could it have? Are you so afraid of the sickness that infected your world that you can't even have windows?"
He spread his arms, out, gesturing at the castle as a whole. "Don't you get sick of the same scene and the same servants day after day? I mean, do you even know how long you've lived like this if you can't tell time? Or does it not really matter to you?"
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Posted: Thu Sep 14, 2017 10:47 am
Altea still wore a complacent smile, but there was something cautious about it. She took a moment to reply but when she did, it was a little slower than she usually spoke. “Of course I am bothered by the loss of the sky, of being outside. I can tell the time with ease, though. It is ingrained in me. We have clocks and records.” She shrugged and continued, “I don’t ‘get sick’ of anything here, though. I love my home, and I love my people. I think it is wise to fear a sickness that spread across your land and did untold damage to it and its people. My castle does not have windows in any of the major hallways, though. It was a liability. Debris from the asteroid field around us frequently falls to my world. Windows and small pellets do not always get along, and I value the protection of my guests more than the aesthetics of the world.” Altea smoothed the fabric of her dress and stood a little straighter. “But there are books with illustrations of my world, if you are keen on investigating. I do not know of any illustrated history books off the top of my head, but I am certain that there must be some that exist. My library is vast. Unfortunately, I do not know if I have books written in ‘this’ language. We are speaking the common tongue of the universe, but I do not know if I have any texts written in this tongue. My library is written in Solamnian, for the most part, because that is what my people speak. There was no purpose for texts of other languages when most of the authors are Solamnian, themselves. I find the Solamnian language more beautiful as well, but that is a personal preference.”
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