Can't live with them, can't... [closed]
Who: Jenna Angel
What: looking for the three minions idiot guys she's been traveling with
Where: Kingstown
When: Saturday afternoon
( ...throttle and devour them? )
What: looking for the three minions idiot guys she's been traveling with
Where: Kingstown
When: Saturday afternoon
( ...throttle and devour them? )
The figure was very pale, with a grey frizz of hair floating gently around its head. It was impossible to tell if the person was male or female, the round face lined with age and the body obscured by a long, pale-grey robe.
"What brings you here, wanderer?"
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"I am no sorcerer," Saleris murmured. "The sign is only a sign. But yes, this is a shrine of the Worldwalker." Saleris's head tilted to the side. "Come," Saleris decided suddenly, turning and striding into the darkness of the building without waiting to see if Jenna would follow.
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"You are a worldwalker?" Saleris gasped, looking amazed, stunned. "Others? How many? Where are they? When did you come? Wait - brought through? Were you unwilling? Is it a real tree, then? Where is it?"
Then, suddenly, Saleris's face froze, in a bitter, almost heartbroken look.
"This is terribly cruel, you know. Ha, ha, mock the silly old eunuch with his devotions and his legends. Make him think he's met a real - well, you've had your laugh at my expense, now get out. This place is sacred whether you respect it or not."
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She tensed, flinched, but hardly reacted to the pain as she transformed her right arm into Harihara's. "I'm a true demon, so if you don't mind, I'd like to answer you. Then you can tell me what the hell is going on here. The damn tree is just outside Jhelbor, where those silly Elves have been staying. There may be as many as twenty people taken in with their...gleaming hospitality."
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Suddenly the idea that she might not be Rowan seemed much less far-fetched.
Jhelbor. There had been another sect of Simoqin there for years, even making pilgramages for a while after the city was abandoned.
"I - I will tell you what I know," Sal murmured, still awestruck. A true worldwalker, in Rowan again. "Come, come." He bustled down the dark corridor until it opened onto a room filled with mirrors, lit by one softly glowing piece of limestone, carved into the shape of a tree. A few worn-smooth darkwood stools clustered in the diffuse light. Sal sat on one of the stools creakily, gesturing for his guest to do the same.
"Aeons ago, when Rowan was much younger than it was now, the God Simoqin opened a doorway shaped like a tree, it roots spreading through many, many other worlds, and the fruits it bore as manifold."
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She followed Saleris into the mirror room, sitting as indicated and listening intently. "In other words, a dimensional gate."
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"Using the gate, Simoqin was the very first to venture beyond the boundaries of Rowan. He allowed the doorway to stand open, inviting people from the worlds he found to visit here.
"This," Saleris imparted solemnly, "Was how humans first entered Rowan."
He leaned back, his eyes fluttering closed.
"However, Rowan is but a little world, and so much traffic began to tear it apart. The humans who had made Rowan their home joined forces with the Demons and Elves to seal the gate shut."
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"And because Simoqin is a demon god - not that he himself is demonic, gods being differently beings entirely, but we demons pay him proper reverence, while elve worship nothing -" Saleris explained, remembering that as a worldwalker, she might not know the nature of the Gods and elder races, "- for that, they attacked us, meaning to destroy us, so that without our sacrifices, Simoqin might starve, and never endanger them by opening the gate again."
"If the gate is indeed open, it does not surprise that the elves would act as sentinels in the guise of welcoming hosts."
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A war that everyone had forgotten the reasons for...how ridiculous. These people were just as stupid as the people she knew. If she still had access to the Atma virus...that would be sure to teach them a lesson the hard way. She would love to see how high and mighty the Elves acted when they found their teeth sunk deep in the meat of their own.
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"As to that, I cannot help you. But the gate did move in both directions in times past. A strong shaman might be able to beseech Simoqin for you - though what his answer might be, or what his involvement is in this already, I would not dare presume to guess." Saleris stood, smoothing his plain garment.
"As for myself, I intend to journey to the gate, if it is indeed still were you left it, and I must go before my old bones convince me otherwise. Unless you have further questions?"
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She managed a smile, though her eyes were cold. "It is good to know otherwise. But if it turns out that either side is trying to manipulate me towards their own ends, I will spare no one."
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"This shrine has not seen a true shaman in four generations. Others worship the gods; a shaman suffers them, more often then not. The stronger among them tend to wander, seeking out remote places. Those with fainter powers might be slightly more common, but I know of none, myself.
"I should search among the demons and the humans if I were you," Saleris recommended. "Although all three elder races bear lines of all eight majiks, the elves, as I said, have little use for Gods, and the sentiment is largely mutual."
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Wait. Wait a minute...
If all universes were tied together by the tree, then maybe...the common thread that held them together must be...
The HAARP. How simple.
"Do you know if any engineers or inventors live among the demons or humans? Who has the most to offer, in terms of technology?"
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