Twenty-Fourth Strike - [Voice]

[not_klonoa]

[Forward-dated to tomorrow afternoon.]

[Too many of her friends were gone - drafted. Too many. Too many people that she had strong emotions toward were fighting a new kind of battle. They were living dangerously, without any sort of luxuries, fighting to survive not just by day, but by night as well. It wasn't like the draft she could vaguely

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[Voice]

[skyborne_mage]

That'd be the Earth Spirit... Ah, it's not a summon spirit, if you come from a world with those. They're something completely different here.

[Voice]

[not_klonoa]

[Well, that definitely makes Presea's head tilt to one side. Not a summon spirit? How odd...but what does a spirit of the earth want with her? Presea and even feel her presence still, though it's less concentrated as she's speaking with others.]

I see. Is there...a reason for it contacting me? I am neither a summoner nor a magic user.

[Voice]

[skyborne_mage]

That's the thing about the spirits in Luceti. Anyone can hear them and get their help, even if they don't have any magic talent. It's all about talking to them and making bonds with them. It's kinda fascinating really.

[Voice]

[not_klonoa]

[Bonds? How does one make a bond with an intangible being? This sounds like an area Sheena would know loads about - being a summoner and all - but she was out fighting the Malnosso's stupid war. Presea doesn't want to risk her safety by contacting her over something so trivial.]

How does one make a bond? Is it necessary? [She flips through her journal, taking the advice from another who answered to reread the guide.]

[Voice]

[skyborne_mage]

Well it's necessary if you want to use the magic they can give you. As for bonding... jeez that's kinda hard to explain. [She mutters the next part under her breath.] If Klarth or Sheena were around they could probably describe it better...

[She sighs and folds her arms in thought.] Well, the best way to start is just by talking. If you can hear the voice you're already part of the way there.

[Voice]

[not_klonoa]

[As softly as Arche's voice had tried to be, Presea heard it clearly, and she tightens her grip on her journal at the latter name, then relaxes. Her expression, however, drops from curious to depressed. Exactly what she had tried to avoid, catching up with her. She really did hate those people, for everything they've done.

Presea's tone won't be much different either, for a few minutes, but it'll get lighter with time, and the more she learns and speaks. For now, though, it's her quiet monotone - the fallback she's used to when she wants to hide her emotions.]

Talking... Is there something specific I should be asking it?

[What exactly do you say to a disembodied voice in your head? 8|a Without looking nutty.]

[Voice]

[skyborne_mage]

[It's hard not to see that sudden shift to sadness in her face, and Arche wonders why for a moment before realizing the girl must know Sheena. Kicking herself mentally, she makes a note to ask about that later.

For now, though, she'll stick with the topic at hand.]

It's probably better to let them guide the conversation, really. Faeren... I think she likes talking about how the trees and plants growing in her are doing, so that's at least a starting point.

[Voice]

[not_klonoa]

[Presea's tone still sounds rather melancholy, as her thoughts are not necessarily on the conversation at hand, but after a moment's pause, and feeling Faeren's presence increase under her feet, Presea gets back on track.]

...I am familiar with various species of tree and some plants. I have lived and worked within a forest and swamp for...quite some time. Thank you for your assistance, I will not forget it.

[Voice]

[skyborne_mage]

That'll definitely help... you're welcome, and let me know if you need anything else.

... Oh, I didn't even introduce myself. Name's Arche. Nice to meetcha.

[Voice]

[not_klonoa]

Presea...is my name. It is nice to meet you as well, Arche.