Date: 30th of Ymiden, Arc 719
Weapons: None
Buffs: N/A
Status: Confused
Weapons: None
Armor: None
Buffs: N/A
Debuffs: N/A
Praetorum knew, as soon as he opened his eyes, that something in him had changed.
He was wrong, in fact. Multiple things had changed within his soul, muddling the waters somewhat. Fortunately for him, one of them was quite happy to announce itself instead of waiting for him to figure it out.
<Hello there.>
Praetorum stilled in his bed, trying to figure out where the words had come from. Was there someone in his home?
<Don't be silly.> The voice said, reverberating in his mind. <Of course I'm in your house. You are.>
"Who..." Prae trailed off, slowly sitting up. It was still dark outside, but there was firelight enough through the windows for Prae to make out the entirety of his small room. No one he could spot.
<Not out there, dummy. Fine, hold on.>
Then there was the vaguest sensation of melting, and a shadow coalesced before Praetorum's eyes, a small, blurry figure with glowing yellow eyes and a wicked looking beak. It blinked at him.
<Hi. Again.>
"You— what— how—"
Prae leaped out of his bed in sudden alarm, and felt a whoosh as the wind picked him up and carried him to the ground. Wait...
Raising one hand, Praetorum conjured a flame in his palm, and felt his use of defiance skim just a little off of his now full ether reserves. "Emea's back!" He gasped, the mysterious creature forgotten. "Gods, it's been— I need to tell Edyn."
<Who's that?>
He looked back at the thing perched unthreateningly on his bed, uncertain what to do. "I'll tell you if you tell me who you are." He told it finally, dismissing the flame and folding his arms across his chest.
<I'm me. Obviously.>
"That's not much of an answer. What's your name? What are you.?"
<Hmm.> The creature tapped one shadowy claw against its beak. <I'm a Diri, a spirit. I don't think I have a name though. Maybe you could call me... Weakness? No, I don't like that actually. Um....>
"A spirit." Prae frowned softly. He'd fought a few minor spirits before, but those had been mindless things, more or less. This one.... it was at least clever enough to be seriously trying to figure out a name for itself. And all along the same themes, too.
<Exhaustion? Drainage. Hollowing? Consumption. How do you feel about Consumption?>
"I think that's a type of disease." Prae told it. "Why.. are you here? Don't you have... spirit things to do?"
<Aw, not Consumption then. And where would I go? I'm attached to you. Hngggg.... Devour? That's not quite it though.... >
"Why..." Except Praetorum already knew. Or rather, he remembered, all at once. "The trial of weakness..." He had walked into that gemstone, that mountain, to free something. A... a spirit? But how long ago had he had that dream? And why was he only remembering it now?
<Suck. Suction? Sssss........>
He had.... gone through those trials, become something different. More than he was.
He did that often, in his dreams. But this time, it seemed something had come out of the dream with him.
<I've got it!> The creature spun around the air, and then, before Prae could react, coiled itself around his chest, and then melted away. No, melted into him. <Sap! My name is Sap! That's a good name, right? Do you like it? I hope you do, because we're going to be around each other a lot.>
<Because we're bonded now.> Prae realized. <I'd thought I'd been changed, but that was just... dream logic, wasn't it?>
<Yup!> Sap purred in his mind as Praetorum grasped clumsily for the mental connection between them. <But you are changed. After all, we're attached to you now.>
That gave Praetorum pause. <We? What do you mean we?>
He was wrong, in fact. Multiple things had changed within his soul, muddling the waters somewhat. Fortunately for him, one of them was quite happy to announce itself instead of waiting for him to figure it out.
<Hello there.>
Praetorum stilled in his bed, trying to figure out where the words had come from. Was there someone in his home?
<Don't be silly.> The voice said, reverberating in his mind. <Of course I'm in your house. You are.>
"Who..." Prae trailed off, slowly sitting up. It was still dark outside, but there was firelight enough through the windows for Prae to make out the entirety of his small room. No one he could spot.
<Not out there, dummy. Fine, hold on.>
Then there was the vaguest sensation of melting, and a shadow coalesced before Praetorum's eyes, a small, blurry figure with glowing yellow eyes and a wicked looking beak. It blinked at him.
<Hi. Again.>
"You— what— how—"
Prae leaped out of his bed in sudden alarm, and felt a whoosh as the wind picked him up and carried him to the ground. Wait...
Raising one hand, Praetorum conjured a flame in his palm, and felt his use of defiance skim just a little off of his now full ether reserves. "Emea's back!" He gasped, the mysterious creature forgotten. "Gods, it's been— I need to tell Edyn."
<Who's that?>
He looked back at the thing perched unthreateningly on his bed, uncertain what to do. "I'll tell you if you tell me who you are." He told it finally, dismissing the flame and folding his arms across his chest.
<I'm me. Obviously.>
"That's not much of an answer. What's your name? What are you.?"
<Hmm.> The creature tapped one shadowy claw against its beak. <I'm a Diri, a spirit. I don't think I have a name though. Maybe you could call me... Weakness? No, I don't like that actually. Um....>
"A spirit." Prae frowned softly. He'd fought a few minor spirits before, but those had been mindless things, more or less. This one.... it was at least clever enough to be seriously trying to figure out a name for itself. And all along the same themes, too.
<Exhaustion? Drainage. Hollowing? Consumption. How do you feel about Consumption?>
"I think that's a type of disease." Prae told it. "Why.. are you here? Don't you have... spirit things to do?"
<Aw, not Consumption then. And where would I go? I'm attached to you. Hngggg.... Devour? That's not quite it though.... >
"Why..." Except Praetorum already knew. Or rather, he remembered, all at once. "The trial of weakness..." He had walked into that gemstone, that mountain, to free something. A... a spirit? But how long ago had he had that dream? And why was he only remembering it now?
<Suck. Suction? Sssss........>
He had.... gone through those trials, become something different. More than he was.
He did that often, in his dreams. But this time, it seemed something had come out of the dream with him.
<I've got it!> The creature spun around the air, and then, before Prae could react, coiled itself around his chest, and then melted away. No, melted into him. <Sap! My name is Sap! That's a good name, right? Do you like it? I hope you do, because we're going to be around each other a lot.>
<Because we're bonded now.> Prae realized. <I'd thought I'd been changed, but that was just... dream logic, wasn't it?>
<Yup!> Sap purred in his mind as Praetorum grasped clumsily for the mental connection between them. <But you are changed. After all, we're attached to you now.>
That gave Praetorum pause. <We? What do you mean we?>
