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END OF ARC 2: PART ONE OF THREE
Who: ANYONE going on the infiltration into Thrymheim!
What: Lots of travelling and also rescuing Freyr's soul.
When: Days 278 - 279 ( June 10 - 13 )
Where: Asgard, Thrymheim, and the road inbetween.
Rating: PG-13. Anything that might go higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!
[ Before even the first crack of sunlight over the horizon on Day 278, every bracelet in the city will give a quiet blip! as they activate with a short mass text from the gods:
The caravan will leave at precisely 5AM, driven by the barest amount of Natives to keep travel at a minimum. Secrecy is of the utmost importance, and a severe silence will fall across the few sitting in the back of the wagons with the Travellers. They know the weight of this mission: if you fail, Freyr's soul will remain trapped forever. It is dangerous and no one's lives are guaranteed, so prepare yourselves for a fight quite unlike any other this far.
As you travel further from Asgard, you might notice the terrain getting a bit more uneven as the wagons move through undeveloped areas. There may be the odd village noticeable in the far off distance, but they are nowhere close enough to make out any distinguishable details because you don't want them distinguishing anything about you in return. These villages are few and far between, and grow even less in number the closer the caravan gets to Thrymheim. The terrain goes from rocky but arable to colder and harder, the temperature dropping increasingly as the earth grows solid and unforgiving, eventually peppering with light snowfall even in the midst of Yggdrasil's summer.
It will take two full days to reach Thrymheim travelling at as fast a pace as they can without wearing out the horses or catching unwanted attention. They will make short stops to feed and brush the horses, switch drivers, and allow for any necessary relief - but these breaks will last no longer than ten to twenty minutes at most. Simple meals will be served by the Natives thrice daily, and Travellers are welcome to attempt sleep on one of the meager pallets stocked up if they think they can manage it. Space is not abundant and neither is time. ]
[ OOC NOTES: This is part one of three for the Save Our Souls plot! Please put the day/location in the title of your comment along with [OPEN/CLOSED]. The second log can be found over here and the third and final log can be found here. Let us know if you have any questions! ]
What: Lots of travelling and also rescuing Freyr's soul.
When: Days 278 - 279 ( June 10 - 13 )
Where: Asgard, Thrymheim, and the road inbetween.
Rating: PG-13. Anything that might go higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!
[ Before even the first crack of sunlight over the horizon on Day 278, every bracelet in the city will give a quiet blip! as they activate with a short mass text from the gods:
Exactly as the message implies: it's time to ship off to Thrymheim. Gear up in your best winter clothes and bring whatever weaponry you need; there are wagons thinly concealed and waiting for you at the southern gate that leads to the home of the Frost Giants. Inside the wagons will be those portable heaters that you guys bought in Utgard, along with spare gloves, jackets and scarves for anyone that foolishly believed summer might touch the kingdom of ice. Travellers can also find food rations to last a week alongside a generous amount of medical supplies that may or may not be a bit foreboding.The time to act has come. Gather at the Gate of Frost by the Sun's first rays if you will, and be prepared to strike at the heart of ice. There is no room for failure.
The caravan will leave at precisely 5AM, driven by the barest amount of Natives to keep travel at a minimum. Secrecy is of the utmost importance, and a severe silence will fall across the few sitting in the back of the wagons with the Travellers. They know the weight of this mission: if you fail, Freyr's soul will remain trapped forever. It is dangerous and no one's lives are guaranteed, so prepare yourselves for a fight quite unlike any other this far.
As you travel further from Asgard, you might notice the terrain getting a bit more uneven as the wagons move through undeveloped areas. There may be the odd village noticeable in the far off distance, but they are nowhere close enough to make out any distinguishable details because you don't want them distinguishing anything about you in return. These villages are few and far between, and grow even less in number the closer the caravan gets to Thrymheim. The terrain goes from rocky but arable to colder and harder, the temperature dropping increasingly as the earth grows solid and unforgiving, eventually peppering with light snowfall even in the midst of Yggdrasil's summer.
It will take two full days to reach Thrymheim travelling at as fast a pace as they can without wearing out the horses or catching unwanted attention. They will make short stops to feed and brush the horses, switch drivers, and allow for any necessary relief - but these breaks will last no longer than ten to twenty minutes at most. Simple meals will be served by the Natives thrice daily, and Travellers are welcome to attempt sleep on one of the meager pallets stocked up if they think they can manage it. Space is not abundant and neither is time. ]
[ OOC NOTES: This is part one of three for the Save Our Souls plot! Please put the day/location in the title of your comment along with [OPEN/CLOSED]. The second log can be found over here and the third and final log can be found here. Let us know if you have any questions! ]
/punts life/ Sorry for the wait.
[He briefly looks up at her, nodding to show he definitely heard her. He flips the blade, brushing the oil into the metal with the cloth in his hand.]
It's all about speed with a knife. Once we're out of this, I could teach you some exercises to hone speed. They'll help, but I'm a swordsman, not a knife fighter. You will need a master knife fighter learn more than I can teach you.
[He rises from his position to stand in the snow and moves the blade quick as a flash, going through the motions he knows.] It's like an extension of your hand. Think of a sword like an extension of yourself.
Both give you a bit more reach, and the directions you can cut from are more extensive than a one edged sword. [He runs through those, showing in slower motions, then holding the blade so the light runs off the top edge.]
Any blade's edge is important to think of. If you cut or swing in a way that makes it weaker, you're damaging the blade. Blades have a flow they work with best. The stronger the edge, the sturdier the blade.
[Dirk sheathes the knife and draws his Katana, shifting it in his hands so the light catches on the top.] Blades like mine, have a pretty strong edge. Yet, only one edge. It limits the directions of attack to eight.
I'll show you how to sharpen yours later.
SHHHHH, it's cool. <3 Life has a tendency to happen.
[Speed, then. She watches him and wishes her eyes, too, were faster. It occurs to her that she'd like to draw him, but she'll have to save that for some other time, she knows; instead, she'll watch and try to learn. Her lips press together slightly, because she also cannot help thinking that surely there are those on the other side of this war who are as experienced as he, and she worries that she will not be able to keep up. It's a legitimate concern, but not one she wishes to linger on. If she were to... die, she would soon be returned, right? Even so she cannot shake the fear of it, all the same, by knowing the consequences are here lessened. She has yet to die even once in all this time, and she'd very much prefer that not change.]
[Her attention is not truly drawn away, however, even for all her concerns, and her eyes follow him steadily.]
I'd really appreciate it. I've got so much to learn. I'll... keep all of that in mind.
[Her concerns do leak into her voice, but she keeps them mostly in check.]
you're so patient and sweet ;; thank you
But small things can create ripples of change that can be felt through out time. He nods once before he speaks.] Hopefully, you will never have to use it.
You're not the only one here. What you can do is far more important than bearing a blade. [He takes a step forward as he breathes.] If you see him, watch my bro's back for me. Both of them if you can.
I'm on the team going into the thick of it. Or I'd guard all three of you.
djkfdgbjfdkkjgd ;A: !!! Nooo, thank YOU for saying that and for continuing the thread. <333
[Still, that phrase does apply to her, too. More so in her own world, with her own powers, with her own reach - but that matters little in a place like this.] Hopefully.
[And she tries to smile, though she sobers again quickly as she listens to him intently. His reassurances are... comforting. The first one is her own, in a way; that she will not be alone is a fact she both holds dear and keeps to the front of her mind. Her eyes follow him, and at his request, she nods unhesitatingly even as she tucks away that 'both of them' in the back of her mind.]
[What she means to say waits until he's finished, and by then it's tempered slightly with that concerned look that takes over her expression at the last part.]
... Of course. I would never have it any other way. I'll do my best to look after them. [And she pauses, trying to ease the tension out of her brow as she sets about addressing that last fact.]
It's very brave of you to go. I'll... be looking for you, when we leave. [So try not to disappoint her, okay? Or at least, that seems to be the attempted sentiment, even if she doesn't mean truly to bind him with any sort of guilt, especially regarding herself.] And... thank you. Both for what you're going to do and what you would do. [There's not even the slightest hint of ambiguity about her gratitude; she means it wholeheartedly.]
I love this thread man, seriously thanks for your patience.
foreign. He doesn't know how to deal with the concept and leaves it be for now.] Thanks in advance for watching over them. No matter what happens, I'll know you did your best.
[He can't make promises about returning. It's unfair. There's too little information and not destiny holding onto his strings. It's...freedom to be whatever he chooses to be. He's not used to that either.]
ffjkkgdfbgkfd O-oh ;A; !!!!!!! You're welcome and thank you so much! <3333333333333
[She does not ask for a promise, because she knows all too well the facts that make it irresponsible. She nods, and offers a,]
You're welcome. I hope I won't fail you or them.
[But it's quiet, too, because it's humble; she doesn't think the thanks necessary. There's a moment she's silent, visibly thoughtful, then,]
I would owe them that much, even if they weren't my friends and even if I didn't respect my duty as a healer. I've never told you, have I? How they've looked after me in the past.
[In dreams, yes, but that doesn't diminish the intent, especially not when said dreams weren't always entirely lucid.]
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[The admiration in his voice borders on awe. He'll never stop wanting to learn all he can from those he sees as greatest of men.]
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Yes.... You know they've been in the city multiple times, don't you? Well-- even though they've forgotten, I knew them the other times they were here, too. And every time, they've been kind to me.
[More a preface to an actual explanation than an explanation, but she's smiling.]
They've always made me laugh and taught me all sorts of things.
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It's...I think it's fitting. Anyone we connect with here, why wouldn't we connect again and again?
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I know... some people would say friends are friends, even if they forget each other. [Or, you know, relationships in general.]
In all this time, I've never left the city. So-- I'll just have to keep remembering for them, whatever happens. [Assuming, of course, that she continues to stay. It's implicit in the statement.]
They both helped me a lot when-- with the dreams, too. They were there for me when I needed them, and I'll be sure to return the favor as long as I'm able to. [Not that owing them is even a requirement for that in the first place.]
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You're a good friend, Namine. I'm sure they see that too. We Striders are always on your side. I have to get going. Doubtless the rest of the Strike Team is looking to sit together and chat. I have to find them. Take care.
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[That compliment, though - that seems to throw her, and she blinks a startled blink. Once she recovers, her smile is warm, though it is a bit late, a bit shy.] I'll... have to remember that. [She falters a moment, only because she's considering addressing that last part first, but--] And-- you're a good friend, too. Just don't forget I'll be there for you, all of you, when you call for me. [Or even when they don't have the opportunity to call.] I wouldn't want to keep you from your work. Thank you for all your help, and... good luck. Take care...!
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