[ She told him the bare minimum, especially after the nightmares that would cause her to wake in the middle of the night. There was no way to not cause him to worry more than he ought to. Even so, she wished to lessen his worry as much as she could. So much already rests on his shoulders that she does not wish her burdens to weigh him down. He clearly disagrees with the notion, and she knows that once Aymeric has set his mind to an idea? Very little can change it.
Her hands squeeze his in return to show she is listening to every word he has spoken. The kiss to the side of her head causes tears to gather once more. Gods, she wishes he could truly travel with her. That she may roll over in a tent or an inn only to find him there beside her. But, he is still needed in Ishgad--now more than ever. The fact does not stop the longing she feels deep inside her soul; to have him there to protect her as he so desires to.
Her fingers move along his as her eyes close once more. ]
They turned. [ Perhaps he will stop her from speaking at some point. Perhaps he does not truly wish to know what transpired on the First to scar her so deeply. ] Just as one who is tempered malforms if exposed to enough of the aether a primal gives... they turned into what they called sin eaters...
[ In her mind all she can see is Tesleen, the countless people in Lakeland, the people of Eulmore. The ones they were too late to save. ]
... so much light poured into them at once... y-you could...we saw their bodies twist and contort into shapes and lengths that it is not meant to have. Wings sprout from malformed parts. They were so pale... pure white ... void of anything that made them who they once were...
[ She bites her lip as her hands clutch onto his. A moment of silence passes before she raises a single tremoring hand. It rests on his chest and over his heart. ]
The more powerful ones could leave a small essence of primordial light inside you. You would turn slowly... your skin, your eyes... losing everything of who you are ... memories, sense of self, any awareness of who you were... A-Alisaie helped a small settlement dedicated to trying to help them... but they couldn't save them... i-instead they would give them a poisoned last meal when it was time... to keep them from turning...
[ Alkaid begins to shake once more. Her shoulders curl again as she tries to keep herself together. ]
Her friend was turned... s-she saved a young boy who almost turned too... Tesleen tuned in front of us... Thisru, Alisaie and I... w-we had to put her down before she turned others...
[ She shallows the lump forming in her throat. ] Light is stasis. Peace. There was so much stagnant aether around us. I-I could sense it no matter where we were. Y'shtola saw it, and felt it, but... but...
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Her hands squeeze his in return to show she is listening to every word he has spoken. The kiss to the side of her head causes tears to gather once more. Gods, she wishes he could truly travel with her. That she may roll over in a tent or an inn only to find him there beside her. But, he is still needed in Ishgad--now more than ever. The fact does not stop the longing she feels deep inside her soul; to have him there to protect her as he so desires to.
Her fingers move along his as her eyes close once more. ]
They turned. [ Perhaps he will stop her from speaking at some point. Perhaps he does not truly wish to know what transpired on the First to scar her so deeply. ] Just as one who is tempered malforms if exposed to enough of the aether a primal gives... they turned into what they called sin eaters...
[ In her mind all she can see is Tesleen, the countless people in Lakeland, the people of Eulmore. The ones they were too late to save. ]
... so much light poured into them at once... y-you could...we saw their bodies twist and contort into shapes and lengths that it is not meant to have. Wings sprout from malformed parts. They were so pale... pure white ... void of anything that made them who they once were...
[ She bites her lip as her hands clutch onto his. A moment of silence passes before she raises a single tremoring hand. It rests on his chest and over his heart. ]
The more powerful ones could leave a small essence of primordial light inside you. You would turn slowly... your skin, your eyes... losing everything of who you are ... memories, sense of self, any awareness of who you were... A-Alisaie helped a small settlement dedicated to trying to help them... but they couldn't save them... i-instead they would give them a poisoned last meal when it was time... to keep them from turning...
[ Alkaid begins to shake once more. Her shoulders curl again as she tries to keep herself together. ]
Her friend was turned... s-she saved a young boy who almost turned too... Tesleen tuned in front of us... Thisru, Alisaie and I... w-we had to put her down before she turned others...
[ She shallows the lump forming in her throat. ] Light is stasis. Peace. There was so much stagnant aether around us. I-I could sense it no matter where we were. Y'shtola saw it, and felt it, but... but...