[By and large, Urianger is the most scholarly of all of them. He's the one that ferrets out little tidbits of information that have been tucked away over time, the one that summarizes them into one complete whole that the rest of them can take and run with. It's a comfort, hearing his voice lecturing on minute details.
But Urianger isn't here. She is. And so Alisaie's lost herself in the city streets, running her fingers over the graffiti on the walls, the carvings--there's a lot of them to be found, and they can tell you a lot about a place.
Unfortunately. She's short. And some of these are stupidly high??? maybe there was something below that crumbled away over time, she doesn't know; all she knows is that she needs to be Taller.
So whenever he comes across her, Alisaie is in the process of standing on a red chocobo's back, looking at what's carved into the stone.]
[ Urianger also speaks in a tongue older than dirt, but that's fine. Joonghyuk is also drawn to the walls of this place. They may seem like unfortunate stains on the city, but they tell some story... A time before any of them arrived.
While he never got her name, he has seen the profiles and remembers her. Except she is doing a strange thing. ]
[It's a lucky thing that Alisaie has a steady sense of balance, otherwise she might have fallen right off that chocobo! She does start at the sound of his voice, but aside from a slight wobble she's fine as she looks his way.]
There's a carving on this wall. I was hoping to get a better look at it.
[She's not moving, but she'll point it out to him to see--a sort of winged pattern surrounding a curious center.]
Is it? [She returns her attention to it, looking at the carvings with a new eye and craning her head back to look from a bit further back. She'd been distracted by the wings.] Good eye. I think you've got the right of it.
[After taking another long look at it, she hops down from Taf's back, patting him fondly.] But why would they have carved these wings here? One can hardly imagine they would want to draw these angels to this location...
Forgive me. In the last world I was in, creatures shaped like these angels were naught but mere monsters, drawn to attack living beings. Those who believed otherwise were only being controlled by a madman. They too were faithful--and many of them died for it.
[Oops someone still has feelings about things.]
I pray these angels were more benevolent, though I admit I find it hard to believe they were.
[Just plopping this here since there were several images in it...
"Well overall, they'll notice that the buildings are in poor condition. They've been obviously neglected and suffered from the weather which should all speak to the state of which they've arrived.
If they keep looking, there are some key things to notice around town, and particular above the entrance to homes and smaller shops. At the top of the doorways are scribbles that may be familiar to yjh. Those "scribbles" can be found sporadically across the walls and against some of the windows hang wind chimes with small angels used as weights. Against some of the walls, as well, are engravings of circular winged patterns with what looks to the the top of the tower at the center of it.
However, there is one thing that would be curious to note are strange crank-like devices that seem to have some sort of light filter on them. They also seem to be hooked up to a speaker of sorts. What they do and what they're for is not obviously clear. Any attempts to turn the crank will be met with resistance as the gears seem to be locked or stuck in some way. There also doesn't seem to be any clear way to discern what is exactly wrong with them and taking it apart yields no further information of how to get it working. What is clear is that there will be quite a number of them scattered down the alley and by buildings. ( 1, 2, 3 )"]
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But Urianger isn't here. She is. And so Alisaie's lost herself in the city streets, running her fingers over the graffiti on the walls, the carvings--there's a lot of them to be found, and they can tell you a lot about a place.
Unfortunately. She's short. And some of these are stupidly high??? maybe there was something below that crumbled away over time, she doesn't know; all she knows is that she needs to be Taller.
So whenever he comes across her, Alisaie is in the process of standing on a red chocobo's back, looking at what's carved into the stone.]
whatever it is it is fine
While he never got her name, he has seen the profiles and remembers her. Except she is doing a strange thing. ]
What are you doing?
[ His wolf daemon trails after him. ]
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There's a carving on this wall. I was hoping to get a better look at it.
[She's not moving, but she'll point it out to him to see--a sort of winged pattern surrounding a curious center.]
Wings seem to be a common theme in this city.
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[ The wolf daemon investigates the chocobo once before looking up, also cuurious to see. ]
I'd wonder if there are more to these wings, but... [ He squints and tries to get a better look? ] The center is reminiscent of the tower?
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[After taking another long look at it, she hops down from Taf's back, patting him fondly.] But why would they have carved these wings here? One can hardly imagine they would want to draw these angels to this location...
[There are TOO MANY SIN EATERS HERE]
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If we believe these angels actually protect civilians, then it wouldn't be strange to mark the whole city with these symbols.
[ Mm. ]
I personally have never seen such faithful followers.
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Forgive me. In the last world I was in, creatures shaped like these angels were naught but mere monsters, drawn to attack living beings. Those who believed otherwise were only being controlled by a madman. They too were faithful--and many of them died for it.
[Oops someone still has feelings about things.]
I pray these angels were more benevolent, though I admit I find it hard to believe they were.
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... It's foolish to not question those in power, even if they're the ones that provide.
[ ... ]
Unfortunately, while I don't believe they are monsters in the literal sense, I'm reluctant to think they're benevolent.
[ This place is abandoned... And, well, they were just talking about faithful followers dying in two different scenarios. ]
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"Well overall, they'll notice that the buildings are in poor condition. They've been obviously neglected and suffered from the weather which should all speak to the state of which they've arrived.
If they keep looking, there are some key things to notice around town, and particular above the entrance to homes and smaller shops. At the top of the doorways are scribbles that may be familiar to yjh. Those "scribbles" can be found sporadically across the walls and against some of the windows hang wind chimes with small angels used as weights. Against some of the walls, as well, are engravings of circular winged patterns with what looks to the the top of the tower at the center of it.
However, there is one thing that would be curious to note are strange crank-like devices that seem to have some sort of light filter on them. They also seem to be hooked up to a speaker of sorts. What they do and what they're for is not obviously clear. Any attempts to turn the crank will be met with resistance as the gears seem to be locked or stuck in some way. There also doesn't seem to be any clear way to discern what is exactly wrong with them and taking it apart yields no further information of how to get it working. What is clear is that there will be quite a number of them scattered down the alley and by buildings. ( 1, 2, 3 )"]
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