For those who don't know. Ingwe is Shikari's daughter that resides within His Temple. Also to set the scene for those outside the Pack and Isune's Order, last night members of both received a vision of the two talking, at least we assume it was them. There is a spot in Shikari's Temple Morkarion often goes to to meditate, this is set mostly there.======================================================================================================================
Within a vast cavern behind the waterfall.
The shadowy outline of a twisted forest casts a dark gloom here. The Black Tome of Shikari, the Predator rests here on a black granite pillar. A tear in reality has been violently rended into the atmosphere, bleeding into the waters below. A wooden spike is planted here, proudly displaying the shrunken head of Kelly. Iriki, an immaculate black leopard lingers here within the shadows.
Iriki, an immaculate black leopard pads over to you and playfully butts your hand with his head, obviously looking for a scratch.
You reach over to Iriki, an immaculate black leopard and itch his back.
Iriki, an immaculate black leopard stares intently at you.
*Morkarion makes his way within the Temple to where Ingwe usually resides*
You flash Ingwe Thulisile a joyous smile.
Ingwe Thulisile raises her eyes to meet yours and offers a slight smile.
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "Hello Ingwe."
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "I hope you are well, I will be among your father's memories in meditation if you wish to talk."
*Mork moves to his meditation spot.*
This room has not been mapped.
Suffocating blackness.
Emitting an otherworldly light, a cluster of bones floats here.
The shadows nearby churn as Ingwe Thulisile emerges from their depths, the trinkets around her neck clinking softly.
Softly, Ingwe Thulisile says to you, "He is not only my father. He is yours, too."
You nod your head at Ingwe Thulisile.
Ingwe Thulisile tilts her head curiously at you.
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "You are indeed right, blood of my blood. I .. how to put it."
Ingwe Thulisile tilts her head and listens intently to you.
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "There is a strange mortal concept of family, those who claim you as their own, those who raise you, you learn to know of them as Mothers and Fathers."
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "There is such man I know of in that regard as Father, other than our Father.."
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "Then there is the Father we share in Him."
Turning his head to you with a grin on his face, you say to Ingwe Thulisile, "I suppose that one makes siblings."
Ingwe Thulisile grins and nods.
Ingwe Thulisile says, "The Pack is a family, but not in the mortal sense of the word, I would say."
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "Then there is another, I am but one of many shards of Him, He gave us existence and without Him I would not be here. I consider him to be Father too."
You nod your head emphatically.
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "The Pack is indeed a family in it's own right."
Looking at the floating bones, Ingwe Thulisile says, "Have you been meditating much on family?"
Ingwe Thulisile raises a hand to touch the bones, hesitantly, but then draws it back into the sleeve of her robes.
Nodding his head at you, you say to Ingwe Thulisile, "Among other things, but yes I have, my daughter specifically."
Ingwe Thulisile smiles softly at you.
Quietly, Ingwe Thulisile says, "You have a great heart, brother."
You raise an eyebrow at Ingwe Thulisile.
Ingwe Thulisile tilts her head and listens intently to you.
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "Do I? Many consider me to be little more than a violent brute, with little thought for care or emotion."
Ingwe Thulisile says, "Family is a high priority for you. You think much on Aerdiya, and talk about her a lot, too." She grins. "At least, in front of me."
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "To some degree, they are right... I fear I know little on raising a good daughter, I can raise a good killer, but is that a good upbringing?"
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "Well.. you and Father inspire me. He raised you did He not?"
Nodding, Ingwe Thulisile says, "But so did the Pack, and so did Glomdoring. Really, Father sort of dumped me on everybody, but it was best for my relationship with all of you."
Comprehension flashes across your face.
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "I pray my daughter only turns out well, her blood suggests she is bound for great things."
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "But, at your convenience I would have a favour Sister."
Ingwe Thulisile tilts her head and listens intently to you.
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "If you have time, would you talk with her again? I still think she fears she made a poor impression the first time, and she wishes to learn much of Him. I fear that despite my position as Forge-born there is much I still am learning of Him myself, I cannot speak with the wisdom of the Oathkeeper or the Bloodsworn, and certainly not as well as you."
Ingwe Thulisile's eyes sparkle with amusement.
Ingwe Thulisile says, "Certainly. I suppose the first step toward serving Him is conquering fear."
You nod your head at Ingwe Thulisile.
Ingwe Thulisile's eyes sparkle with amusement.
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "I am glad you had time to talk Sister, in the times I visited this realm in my early days among the Pack we said little words beyond my requests to learn of His past. I knew little of you until your recent visit to the Glomdoring."
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "I suppose as His Forge-born, ignorance is no excuse, so forgive me if I ask questions to learn more of both you and Him from time to time."
Ingwe Thulisile says, "And I know that since you speak with His voice now, you should learn as much as you can. That is how it should be."
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "You do perform a great service for Him."
You nod your head at Ingwe Thulisile.
Ingwe Thulisile raises her eyes to meet yours and offers a slight smile.
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "I suppose then, you might know something of this vision I saw, it seems we all saw.. and not just among the Pack."
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "I know you said you did not see it yourself, but perhaps you could shed light from what you have seen and know?"
Ingwe Thulisile purses her lips, deep in thought.
Ingwe Thulisile says, "I have been thinking on it, but as I did not witness it myself, I do not have the whole picture, only what Elanorwen told me."
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "What do you know of His relationship .. and I mean no implication with the word, with Lady Isune?"
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "If she told you as it is in the news, that is all any of us saw, among the Pack and Lady Isune's Order."
Ingwe Thulisile glances back at the floating bones.
Turning back to look at you, Ingwe Thulisile says, "It is not the first time Father and Lady Isune have interacted in recent memory. She came to visit twice before, once in my presence, and another in Iriki's."
Smirking, you say to Ingwe Thulisile, "Iriki speaks to me even less than you do. Constantly looking at me for a scratch and all I get for a good itching is a funny look."
You chuckle long and heartily.
The corners of Ingwe Thulisile's mouth turn up as she grins mischievously.
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "Do you remember what happened the time She visited when you were there?"
Ingwe Thulisile says, "Iriki is... different than me, certainly. And Isenzak is even quieter. But we are like Him."
You say to Ingwe Thulisile, "I've not had the pleasure, beyond the time he sold me a pup.."
You crease your brow in a frown.
You say, "Still need to name her.."
Nodding, Ingwe Thulisile says, "Lady Isune desired to speak with Father on the matter of a... an artifact. For Lord Zvoltz. In return for Father's blacksmithing, She gave Him a..." Ingwe frowns. "A painting."
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The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
And finally on the way back out:
The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
Irillia tells you, "Greetings, Spirit Warden. If you are not currently occupied, may I trouble you with a question regarding the Lord Predator?"
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, the Aesthete's Renaissance, "Aye?"
Irillia tells you, "Some members of the Lady Aesthete's Order beheld a vision last month that we believe portrayed both Her and the Lord Predator. I have heard something about "strange talk among the Pack" recently. I was wondering if perhaps your Order may know something about this development, by any chance."
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, the Aesthete's Renaissance, "Development? It seems somewhat apparent."
Irillia tells you, "Oh? What do you mean?"
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, the Aesthete's Renaissance, "And nothing new."
Irillia tells you, "It would be most helpful if you could clarify what you were referring to as apparent and nothing new. Does your Order frequently receive visions about your Lord?"
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, the Aesthete's Renaissance, "That is not something I am comfortable sharing with outsiders. In this case, I am referring for the Lady Aesthete's approaching Him to query after His well-being."
Irillia tells you, "I see. Thank you for this information. My apologies for bothering you."
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, the Aesthete's Renaissance, "Why do you think you have bothered me?"
Irillia tells you, "Ah, well, the tone of your answers reminds me of my own tone when addressed by particularly effusive and talkative aides of my Ministry. I could not help but surmise that I unpleasantly resembled one of those well-meaning but rather wearisome individuals."
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, the Aesthete's Renaissance, "Ah. No, this is my normal tone. I am rarely very effusive, but that does not mean I find the conversation dull."
Irillia tells you, "I see. May I ask whether there have been other visits by my Lady to the Lord Predator in the past, then?"
Irillia tells you, "Oh, and may I surmise that your Order has also received this most recent vision of Their meeting, considering your evident knowledge of it?"
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, the Aesthete's Renaissance, "One may safely assume that, I suppose. Though I thought that was common knowledge. We've already spoke to some of the Lady's Order to verify that. In regards to your first question, yes. They met at least once, shortly after the Lord Xynthin... strangeness."
Irillia tells you, "Ah, it was not to me. But then, I have not spoken to another member of my Order since last month's attempts to contact the Lord Predator."
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, the Aesthete's Renaissance, "Mm. You attempted to contact Him directly?"
Irillia tells you, "We did. I prayed at His shrine in the fulcrux for an audience, and I suppose my prayer was answered only a few days ago by Iriki, who I assume serves Lord Shikari as Volucer the falcon serves my Lady. Though he was not terribly forthcoming."
Irillia tells you, "Considering that my primary concern was to avoid being chased down a mountain and mauled by needle-sharp claws, I dare say I should not feel too disappointed."
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, the Aesthete's Renaissance, "Iriki is His, yes. I do not really know what role Volucer performs, but Iriki is His more... blunt representative."
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, the Aesthete's Renaissance, "Did you not attempt to speak with Lady Isune Herself?"
Irillia tells you, "I did as well. The two Gods were alike in their lack of interest in humouring our inquiries."
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, the Aesthete's Renaissance, "Hmm."
You tell Minister Irillia Shevat, the Aesthete's Renaissance, "I do think that it is Lady Isune's to expound upon, when the time is right."
Irillia tells you, "Indeed, I am beginning to agree, especially after hearing about Their previous meetings, which I at least had not known about."
Irillia tells you, "On that note, I shall bid you fair winds for now. Thank you for your assistance."
Two Elders, both alike in Divinity,
in fair Lusternia, where we lay our scene...
Says every 5 year old with a crush, ever.
The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
I dunno about you guys, but I found this in Google images when searching for "Lynx effect":
The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
I felt like mentioning it here since it seemed relevant, and I don't think I've heard it mentioned anywhere else. It's great, and when people are smart enough to keep the majority of it under wraps, it allows for an added bonus for being within a given order. Thank you, because it is appreciated!
The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!
As if divine really care about mortal politics.
The divine voice of Avechna, the Avenger reverberates powerfully, "Congratulations, Morkarion, you are the Bringer of Death indeed."
You see Estarra the Eternal shout, "Morkarion is no more! Mourn the mortal! But welcome True Ascendant Karlach, of the Realm of Death!