2020-12-14: Prevencioun

• Cutscene: Prevencioun
• Cast: Seraph Boudicca
• Where: Spira - The Calm Lands
• Date: 2020-12-14
• Summary: Boudicca has sworn a sacred vow. Harmaus will not have his way.

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"Prevencioun," is the word which wends through the wind, carried far, carried long. A word which cannot be unspoken is known to man as 'vow'. To spirits, binding.

What is bound stands now atop the cliffs, two braids which sail out over the yawning drop, leading back to something still iron-hewn in metaphor and myth.

"There are enemies of all Filgaia..."

Tempered steel and silver tongue, startling enigma and erstwhile ally.

"... and enemies of all who live."

Pyreflies are not to be trusted. Particularly not in that concentration.

"But you..."

What hatches from a man, split and tearing, smaller - yet taken by enormity?

"... did not care to learn his name."

There was no time for funerary rites. There was no place to send the ashes.

"Ah... so perhaps I have a personal foe, after all."

Take a step into nothingness. The ground falls away. It wasn't necessary in the first place. Earth cleaves to air.

"... I am coming, Harmaus."

Howl, gale, and open now the gates.