OOC commentary: Ror gets to meet Nioma. Adorable!
Shitstorm
Dear Diary,
So, okay. I think I might have done something pretty stupid, but I don't feel like it's entirely my fault. I mean, my mom is a bit of a tart who likes to get around, I can't control that. But when Orn came and told me that Dad was there in the castle with all those Rilmani and mom, and that mom was staying away from him in order to shack up with some other dude... I couldn't just sit by and not do anything.
I know Orn told me that I should stay away from him because it would hurt him, I kinda went to the castle anyway and once I saw him again... I couldn't help but hug him and want to see him with mom. I kinda told him everything... that he was married and that his wife was with some other dude and that he had to do something. He got a pretty bad headache after all that.
It just sucks that he doesn't remember anything and that mom is so infatuated with some new guy that she's not even trying to help him. Orn and Mirin are gonna have kids and dad, who really likes kids, isn't going to see theirs or mine and even know they are his grandkids.
I just feel like I should pack up and leave this stupid cavern to Thasmudyan - the other, other guy - and take Askari and our little family and just move to the far continent. I think once mom finds out and then Orn finds out, they're going to be pretty pissed off with me. That's the other thing I wish. I wish I could control my temper better.
I just want my kid to have grandparents that are together and love eachother. It's not too much to ask. Dad's back and he's better. Why can't my mom just get her shit together and be with him??
*A heavy scribble is seen here, pressed so hard the parchment pages are ripped.*
This is so stupid.
So, okay. I think I might have done something pretty stupid, but I don't feel like it's entirely my fault. I mean, my mom is a bit of a tart who likes to get around, I can't control that. But when Orn came and told me that Dad was there in the castle with all those Rilmani and mom, and that mom was staying away from him in order to shack up with some other dude... I couldn't just sit by and not do anything.
I know Orn told me that I should stay away from him because it would hurt him, I kinda went to the castle anyway and once I saw him again... I couldn't help but hug him and want to see him with mom. I kinda told him everything... that he was married and that his wife was with some other dude and that he had to do something. He got a pretty bad headache after all that.
It just sucks that he doesn't remember anything and that mom is so infatuated with some new guy that she's not even trying to help him. Orn and Mirin are gonna have kids and dad, who really likes kids, isn't going to see theirs or mine and even know they are his grandkids.
I just feel like I should pack up and leave this stupid cavern to Thasmudyan - the other, other guy - and take Askari and our little family and just move to the far continent. I think once mom finds out and then Orn finds out, they're going to be pretty pissed off with me. That's the other thing I wish. I wish I could control my temper better.
I just want my kid to have grandparents that are together and love eachother. It's not too much to ask. Dad's back and he's better. Why can't my mom just get her shit together and be with him??
*A heavy scribble is seen here, pressed so hard the parchment pages are ripped.*
This is so stupid.
Categories of Crimson
"Please, come in." Sanria gestured to the seat before her desk and the silver man took the proffered spot. "Thank you. I'll get right to it since the hour is late. We checked on your hus- Colin and we can only determine that the damage you've done by visiting him might not be permanent."
"Might not..."
"Without being able to go into his mind, we can only give our best estimate. However, we are advising you to stay clear of him. At this time it is best if he is able to let this go."
"This..." Sanria asked softly.
"Your relationship with him, or, lack thereof. Basically, Lady Sanria, he needs time to heal and how long that takes will depend on how much strain he's placed under."
"I'll stay away from him."
"Completely, m'lady."
"... completely."
"Good then. Ah, and your daughter, Nioma has endured a growth spurt. Do you have any knowledge of-"
"I know how it happens. It's a long story."
"Ah... well she is also well, though it threw Enmach off entirely. But, I can see you're tired. I'll take my leave."
The office was once more thrown into silence when Sanria reached out to Orn. She met him in the meeting room and gave him the news of his father. It pained her to see him so upset when he discovered he couldn't approach Colin even though he was right here in the castle, and it made him even more upset when she told him where she was staying. "You're staying with who?" "It's... well... it's a little complicated that one, he was just a friend but now he's a little more than a friend I guess. He's offered me a place to stay so I can be away from here and the cavern and the whole mess I'm creating in both places..."
"Wait Mom. But Dad's here, he's back... what are you talking about? You're staying with some man that's 'more than a friend'?"
"Orn... honey... I... your father and I aren't... we're..."
"What about Dad?"
"He doesn't remember me at all, Orn. And he never will. There's just too much past to bring back on your father. Far too much. He's finally free of all the baggage, all our past that held us down and was so heavy, he's free. I don't want to saddle him again with everything, especially now that he doesn't even remember it. He doesn't have to worry about Nioma, or any of that."
"Is it him who you want to be able to leave that behind... or you?"
"Orn... sweetheart... he's already left it behind... and me with it..."
"It seems like you're making this decision for him."
"Because your father is a stubborn man, Orn. If I let him have the choice, then I have no choice."
"Yeah... I guess he's not the only one."
She spent a bit longer, her discussion with Orn mainly centered on soothing him. Though he appeared much older, she still had to remind herself that he was young. And when he told her that he and Mirin were expecting, she had to remind herself he wasn't. It only pained her that Colin would never know he was a grandfather. It would have made him delighted.
After gathering her things together, ensuring Enmach knew were to find her if she was needed, Sanria and Nioma returned to the Ancient Tree. It was nearly dawn when she finally walked into the guest room and saw the little note laying on her bed. "You were not here when I returned from the library, so I left you this note instead. There is a gift for you on the third floor. I suspect you'll both like it. May it make for a pleasant stay. Kind regards and love, Ror"
Sanria laid the sleeping child on the bed and slipped through the house to the third floor. She opened the door of what was only the day prior a training room and revealed it had been entirely cleaned out. Sitting in the middle of the floor was a tiny chair meant for a child. Sanria's mouth fell open. Ror had not only thought of her, but her daughter, too. A small smile came to her tired face as she returned to her room and fell into an exhausted sleep.
"Might not..."
"Without being able to go into his mind, we can only give our best estimate. However, we are advising you to stay clear of him. At this time it is best if he is able to let this go."
"This..." Sanria asked softly.
"Your relationship with him, or, lack thereof. Basically, Lady Sanria, he needs time to heal and how long that takes will depend on how much strain he's placed under."
"I'll stay away from him."
"Completely, m'lady."
"... completely."
"Good then. Ah, and your daughter, Nioma has endured a growth spurt. Do you have any knowledge of-"
"I know how it happens. It's a long story."
"Ah... well she is also well, though it threw Enmach off entirely. But, I can see you're tired. I'll take my leave."
The office was once more thrown into silence when Sanria reached out to Orn. She met him in the meeting room and gave him the news of his father. It pained her to see him so upset when he discovered he couldn't approach Colin even though he was right here in the castle, and it made him even more upset when she told him where she was staying. "You're staying with who?" "It's... well... it's a little complicated that one, he was just a friend but now he's a little more than a friend I guess. He's offered me a place to stay so I can be away from here and the cavern and the whole mess I'm creating in both places..."
"Wait Mom. But Dad's here, he's back... what are you talking about? You're staying with some man that's 'more than a friend'?"
"Orn... honey... I... your father and I aren't... we're..."
"What about Dad?"
"He doesn't remember me at all, Orn. And he never will. There's just too much past to bring back on your father. Far too much. He's finally free of all the baggage, all our past that held us down and was so heavy, he's free. I don't want to saddle him again with everything, especially now that he doesn't even remember it. He doesn't have to worry about Nioma, or any of that."
"Is it him who you want to be able to leave that behind... or you?"
"Orn... sweetheart... he's already left it behind... and me with it..."
"It seems like you're making this decision for him."
"Because your father is a stubborn man, Orn. If I let him have the choice, then I have no choice."
"Yeah... I guess he's not the only one."
She spent a bit longer, her discussion with Orn mainly centered on soothing him. Though he appeared much older, she still had to remind herself that he was young. And when he told her that he and Mirin were expecting, she had to remind herself he wasn't. It only pained her that Colin would never know he was a grandfather. It would have made him delighted.
After gathering her things together, ensuring Enmach knew were to find her if she was needed, Sanria and Nioma returned to the Ancient Tree. It was nearly dawn when she finally walked into the guest room and saw the little note laying on her bed. "You were not here when I returned from the library, so I left you this note instead. There is a gift for you on the third floor. I suspect you'll both like it. May it make for a pleasant stay. Kind regards and love, Ror"
Sanria laid the sleeping child on the bed and slipped through the house to the third floor. She opened the door of what was only the day prior a training room and revealed it had been entirely cleaned out. Sitting in the middle of the floor was a tiny chair meant for a child. Sanria's mouth fell open. Ror had not only thought of her, but her daughter, too. A small smile came to her tired face as she returned to her room and fell into an exhausted sleep.
Log: 14012013 - Ror and Sanria
OOC commentary: Ror and Sanria again. One thing lead to another and she decides to live (rent a room officially) with Ror for a short period of time now that she has made up her mind about her marriage with Colin. Whatever feelings might have reared their head during this episode, will quickly meet their end in the near future at the hands of drama. Of course at this point he doesn't realize yet what lurks just over the horizon. All in all an amusing session!
Sorting Life
Sanria sat on the edge of the bed, staring at a painting of a waterfall which she didn't really see. She stared through it, her mind elsewhere, days prior, taking inventory. She had run into Colin and had tried to get away before he saw her, which failed. She had spent that night with him as a complete stranger. She left him the next day and had forgotten her pack in her haste and ended up there again. The third day she had bailed him out of jail after he went nuts in the Westbridge Inn. She took him to the castle and came clean with Fenlauch. She let herself be admonished by the large Rilmani for failing to keep her distance. She had to keep away from Colin. She had to keep away from the cavern. She had no place to go for the first time in a long time.
It wasn't her fault. It simply seemed to be the way the cards had been dealt to her. Try as she might to keep things in order, things simply kept toppling over. She had gone into the forest, letting the whisperings of the trees keep her company. It was no surprise that, given everything happening, she would run into Ror. The universe was conspiring and having a good laugh at her expense.
She spent her time chatting with Ror, sitting above a valley overlooking the city of Darrowmere. It seemed worlds away from Colin, Fenlauch, Thasmudyan, Leandra, Nioma... there was simply a peace. It was nice to have their meeting be nothing more than friendly chatting. Somehow they'd ended up laying side by side looking at the stars, then she'd ended up back at his house looking out over the forest where he'd kissed her and she'd kissed him. She could at least give herself credit for stopping things before they'd gotten even more confusing, but when he'd offered her a place to find her "love and peace," Sanria had balked, then considered. Ror said he would be off in the TriPower library, he would be out of the way, she'd have the place to herself. He had offered it for free, but to be certain things remained a business transaction, she had paid a month's worth of rent, then bid him goodnight.
So, Sanria found herself staring at the waterfall painting on the wall of the guest room she had rented, taking stock. She would have to talk to Orn so he knew where to find her, she would have to pick up Nioma and bring her back, she would make sure Enmach knew where to reach her as well for any and all of the correspondence that might come to her, and she would have to figure out why in the world she kept doing things like this to herself.
Sanria stood up with a sigh. Orn first. With a few words, she left the small sanctuary offered her in a swirl of magic. No sooner than she entered her office than one of the Rilmani dressed in all black swept in behind her. "Lady Sanria, I'm sorry to interrupt, but it's important. It's about Colin." It was definitely going to be a long night.
It wasn't her fault. It simply seemed to be the way the cards had been dealt to her. Try as she might to keep things in order, things simply kept toppling over. She had gone into the forest, letting the whisperings of the trees keep her company. It was no surprise that, given everything happening, she would run into Ror. The universe was conspiring and having a good laugh at her expense.
She spent her time chatting with Ror, sitting above a valley overlooking the city of Darrowmere. It seemed worlds away from Colin, Fenlauch, Thasmudyan, Leandra, Nioma... there was simply a peace. It was nice to have their meeting be nothing more than friendly chatting. Somehow they'd ended up laying side by side looking at the stars, then she'd ended up back at his house looking out over the forest where he'd kissed her and she'd kissed him. She could at least give herself credit for stopping things before they'd gotten even more confusing, but when he'd offered her a place to find her "love and peace," Sanria had balked, then considered. Ror said he would be off in the TriPower library, he would be out of the way, she'd have the place to herself. He had offered it for free, but to be certain things remained a business transaction, she had paid a month's worth of rent, then bid him goodnight.
So, Sanria found herself staring at the waterfall painting on the wall of the guest room she had rented, taking stock. She would have to talk to Orn so he knew where to find her, she would have to pick up Nioma and bring her back, she would make sure Enmach knew where to reach her as well for any and all of the correspondence that might come to her, and she would have to figure out why in the world she kept doing things like this to herself.
Sanria stood up with a sigh. Orn first. With a few words, she left the small sanctuary offered her in a swirl of magic. No sooner than she entered her office than one of the Rilmani dressed in all black swept in behind her. "Lady Sanria, I'm sorry to interrupt, but it's important. It's about Colin." It was definitely going to be a long night.
Finding The Scroll
Galactus Had been in the LIbraries of Athkatla scanning for documents that would predate the modern westbridge for nearly a month now. He was not usually capable of speech but what he lacked in communication his logic board more than made up for. Galactus was able to Read and process documents at a much faster pace than would ever be humanly possible. He was also proficient at languages as he scanned through hundreds and into the several thousands of documents the robot had found 14 scrolls about westbridge that predated modern reconnaissance. Of the 14 three were undecipherable by the Robot.
One of the three scrolls in particular was very interesting. It appeared to have a few scrawled sketches and its parchment seemed to glow. Galactus was not entirely in the dark about the translation. He could tell that it had been written with very large but extremely talented hands. And some of the words were familiar to language found at the temple upon the Rok. The few words he could read didn't sound good.
'... Evil... Ancient... Cetra... Artifact... '
Galactus knew he had completed his tasks and quickly packed up his findings in a secure bag and set off magically to find his master.
One of the three scrolls in particular was very interesting. It appeared to have a few scrawled sketches and its parchment seemed to glow. Galactus was not entirely in the dark about the translation. He could tell that it had been written with very large but extremely talented hands. And some of the words were familiar to language found at the temple upon the Rok. The few words he could read didn't sound good.
'... Evil... Ancient... Cetra... Artifact... '
Galactus knew he had completed his tasks and quickly packed up his findings in a secure bag and set off magically to find his master.
One is the...
Sanria sat with the flowers in her hands, inhaling as hard as she could, but this problem was beyond the reach of nature. What Fenlauch had told her in no uncertain terms, was that she no longer had a husband and her children no longer had a father. She felt there was nothing left for her but the hopeless and heartbroken sensation she felt and so, behind her mahogany desk, her face buried in flowers, she wept. Only once she felt the cocoon of strength, of cold, of armor wrap around her did she dare stand up.
She found Orn in his quarters and told him the news. When Orn looked at her saying, "So it's like they killed him. I don't have a Dad anymore," the tears stung, but did not fall. It was as though they couldn't. Orn assured her it wasn't her fault, but Sanria's mind ran. If only she hadn't pushed Colin. If only she had just stayed with him in the cavern. If only. Orn felt there was hope, why couldn't she? Orn felt that maybe the Rilmani had it wrong, they didn't know. But the truth was, when Fenlauch spoke, it was never with a missed step. Orn wanted to go to Colin once he'd healed, but the thought of seeing Colin with absolutely no recognition in his eyes was more than she could bear.
She called Leandra from the cavern and met her by the river. She had expected rage and blame from the girl, but what Sanria got was silence. Finally, Leandra looked up, her face paper-white. "I don't think I want to see you for a while." And Leandra walked away. Sanria wanted anything but that... anything but the cool indifference.
As Sanria sat by the bank of the river staring into the water, the cold sensation once again washed through her body. She would allow herself this moment to grieve. She would give herself this time to let the world stop spinning so fast. Then, she would get back to work. She looked at the ring on her finger and slipped it off, placing it in her pack. That world, the one contained in the amber leaves of her wedding band, was over. All that was left was the Keepers, and Nioma, and she'd be sure that the only time anything would happen to them would be over her stone cold body.
She found Orn in his quarters and told him the news. When Orn looked at her saying, "So it's like they killed him. I don't have a Dad anymore," the tears stung, but did not fall. It was as though they couldn't. Orn assured her it wasn't her fault, but Sanria's mind ran. If only she hadn't pushed Colin. If only she had just stayed with him in the cavern. If only. Orn felt there was hope, why couldn't she? Orn felt that maybe the Rilmani had it wrong, they didn't know. But the truth was, when Fenlauch spoke, it was never with a missed step. Orn wanted to go to Colin once he'd healed, but the thought of seeing Colin with absolutely no recognition in his eyes was more than she could bear.
She called Leandra from the cavern and met her by the river. She had expected rage and blame from the girl, but what Sanria got was silence. Finally, Leandra looked up, her face paper-white. "I don't think I want to see you for a while." And Leandra walked away. Sanria wanted anything but that... anything but the cool indifference.
As Sanria sat by the bank of the river staring into the water, the cold sensation once again washed through her body. She would allow herself this moment to grieve. She would give herself this time to let the world stop spinning so fast. Then, she would get back to work. She looked at the ring on her finger and slipped it off, placing it in her pack. That world, the one contained in the amber leaves of her wedding band, was over. All that was left was the Keepers, and Nioma, and she'd be sure that the only time anything would happen to them would be over her stone cold body.
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