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wizardmanor2024-04-05 11:26 am
chronosynthesis) wrote in wizardmanor2024-04-05 11:26 am
Floor 3, Room 2
Syrlya
[ So Centrals came back looking Not Great and Syr is both one of the few he's spoken to AND one of the ones who asked him questions during the meeting, so Day's going to go check up on him. Knock knock? ]
[From here.
Syrlya watches Yamato teleport all the way up in one go. He lets out an impressed whistle.]
Well done! [He shouts up, oblivious to Yamato's fears.] Do you see anything that can be taken?
Syrlya watches Yamato teleport all the way up in one go. He lets out an impressed whistle.]
Well done! [He shouts up, oblivious to Yamato's fears.] Do you see anything that can be taken?
[Syrlya looks up from his desk at the knock, and it's only a minute for him to shuffle to the door and open it. He's dressed down from his usual robes, which makes the bandage tight around his shoulder visible.]
Oh, hello. Is there something you need? [Nobody bleeding again, he hopes?]
Oh, hello. Is there something you need? [Nobody bleeding again, he hopes?]
I just wanted to check in on you, since...well, you guys didn't exactly look good when y'all came back.
[ Eyes drifting to that bandage... ]
You already got healing?
[ Eyes drifting to that bandage... ]
You already got healing?
[Syrlya cringes a bit.] Yes, things were a bit more troublesome than we expected. The castle's infirmary provided us care, and my wound will heal without incident.
[It's a bit of an uncomfortable and unpleasant place but at least it was a fairly clean arrow wound.] I think Mórag and Kurapika may have had the worst of it.
[It's a bit of an uncomfortable and unpleasant place but at least it was a fairly clean arrow wound.] I think Mórag and Kurapika may have had the worst of it.
[ The player looking at those threads and sweating,
He'll trust Syr's word about the injury, since it seems handled. ]
I'll check in on them too. You mind talkin' about what happened?
He'll trust Syr's word about the injury, since it seems handled. ]
I'll check in on them too. You mind talkin' about what happened?
Of course, come in. [Syrlya opens the door further and steps aside with it. Day is welcomed into a... frankly empty room, with the only places to sit being the bed and the chair at the desk where there's an open journal and quill.. Nothing's gone into personalizing the space at all, except for Syrlya's usual clothes and sword that are stored in the open wardrobe.]
[ Hello, Syrlya. He's hoping this guy's okay, because after seeing what happened to Kurapika...nah, man. He's not okay with any of that.
Knock knock. Is he in? ]
Knock knock. Is he in? ]
[There's a muffles "coming" before the door opens to reveal Syrlya. He is upright, though with a bandage on his shoulder peeking out.] Yamato, hello. How can I help?
[ He's suddenly reminded of Yamato's room, at least until he got some additions recently. Day won't assume where to sit, he'll have this conversation standing if he has to. ]
By troublesome, what kinda trouble?
By troublesome, what kinda trouble?
[Syrlya, meanwhile, sits on the edge of the bed.] It was teeming with ghosts. They seemed to be the spirits of guards and servants from times past, and they were largely hostile.
They all disappeared once the rock was purified, so it must have been agitating them--oh, thanks for telling us how you got it to work on your own mission. [He smiles a bit.] It worked well, surprisingly.
They all disappeared once the rock was purified, so it must have been agitating them--oh, thanks for telling us how you got it to work on your own mission. [He smiles a bit.] It worked well, surprisingly.
So it's related to death in some way too... [ First the rotting and withering (and the zombie vines) in the South, now ghosts in Central. ]
Glad it helped. [ Day manages a smile back. ] You wouldn't have happened to see a bunch of lights afterward, did you?
Glad it helped. [ Day manages a smile back. ] You wouldn't have happened to see a bunch of lights afterward, did you?
Yes, there were four glowing orbs and I heard a voice thanking us. But they flew off before we could ask any questions. Did you see something like that as well?
Exactly the same thing.
[ Can you sense a pattern emerging, ]
[ Can you sense a pattern emerging, ]
I hadn't known at the time whether those souls had anything to do with the fragment of the moon or the castle. [He rests his chin on his hand.] But I suppose that makes it clear. I wonder what they were?
Malice suggested they might be some of the spirits of this world, but...
[ He trails off, like he's thinking of something but isn't sure if he should voice it. It feels like he's just going off his gut, but his experience is also that coincidences are rarely ever just coincidences. ]
[ He trails off, like he's thinking of something but isn't sure if he should voice it. It feels like he's just going off his gut, but his experience is also that coincidences are rarely ever just coincidences. ]
The natural spirits? That is possible. We don't know the effect the moon's energy has on them. Exposure could result in becoming corrupted or trapped. [He sighs.] It would be nice if we had proper research on magic here.
Most of it seems to be handed down from master to apprentice. [ Except for something he's heard vaguely about in the West. Something about an abandoned laboratory? He is not actually a scholarly sort. ] But I guess it ain't that surprisin'.
Hey, Syrlya. Just - wanted to see how you were doing.
[ He sees the bandage. That's...not promising, but at least the guy's alive. ]
Are you okay?
[ He sees the bandage. That's...not promising, but at least the guy's alive. ]
Are you okay?
I...I think so? I don't know how I made it that far, but...
[ He reaches for the object.
And then, he'll just. Casually toss it down towards Syrlya. Catch!!! ]
[ He reaches for the object.
And then, he'll just. Casually toss it down towards Syrlya. Catch!!! ]
And much of it seems to be written by the sages, but there's very little from other wizards over the years. [Syrlya frowns.] Given the perception of wizards elsewhere, I would have expected this library to be less restricted in its curation.
Well, dependin' on those wizards' personalities, maybe they weren't the kind to want to leave written records? [ It is a thought to chew on for a bit. Even if the manor is more accepting of wizards by default, it doesn't change the fact it exists in a world where that relationship is more fraught and how that affects the people who live in the manor. ]
And it's...maybe it's 'cause there are a lot less wizards, but we ain't even heard anything like a little village of them, yeah? [ i.e. do wizards even feel the need to gather, he wonders? ]
And it's...maybe it's 'cause there are a lot less wizards, but we ain't even heard anything like a little village of them, yeah? [ i.e. do wizards even feel the need to gather, he wonders? ]
I'm fine. [He says, immediately, even as he sees Yamato's gaze drift to the bandage.] Just a small injury that's healing. There were a lot of ghosts to deal with.
Oh-[Syrlya raises his arms, shuffling about and then lunging to catch it before it hits the ground.]
But over hundreds of years? [So many potential people, and none of them with solid research or their own direct experiences? He just finds that hard to believe.]
I feel as if we have not heard much of this world to begin with, but it seems wizards generally integrate with society despite its prejudices. The Sages of the manor may provide support but there must be more out there who have chosen not to serve with it.
I feel as if we have not heard much of this world to begin with, but it seems wizards generally integrate with society despite its prejudices. The Sages of the manor may provide support but there must be more out there who have chosen not to serve with it.
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