Void Rift (rp) - Intermission

Shadow Stephanie considers her options for a moment, knife appearing in hand, though invisible with Shadow Stephanie, as she glances toward the entrance to the hut.

 

The centaur seems nervous.
"Hey... are you really going to kill us during your first visit?"

 

"How can you see me?" Shadow Stephanie asks, her tone serious, but not too serious.

 

Once through, I teleport to the kitchen and request for food that will last long and keeps you filled for a long time, as well as some tins of water.

 

"I cannot see, I feel. There is a humanoid, yet shifting, expanse of magic from another plane. Thus, there must be someone, or something, there." He says, calming down.

Seems that the rations you gave Ren a while ago check all of those boxes. The kitchen immediately gives you the extras since Ren shows himself outside the crater now.

 

Shadow Stephanie turns visible again, calming down slightly.

"Is the 'He' you talked about named Sivius, per chance?" Shadow Stephanie asks.

 

"Ah, has he visited your home as well?" The centaur asks.

 

I thank the kitchen and go back to Allen to give him the rations.

 

"No, but my friends and I are looking for him. We believe he may be a great asset to us in a battle against an evil being." Shadow Stephanie explains kindly, starting to trust the centaur.

 

Allen seems to have fallen asleep.

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"Is it by chance a Hive Master?" The centaur asks, seeming to be looking past Shadow Stephanie.

"That it is. Is that why you called me here, elder?" A deep voice asks, the dark power directly behind Shadow Stephanie.

 

Shadow Stephanie turns around swiftly, surprised.

 

A black and red robed draconian with splintered horns stands behind her, the source of the dark power notably coming from his rapier.
There also seems to be an equally strong source of light power behind it.

 

I drop the rations off beside him and survey the area for any of his broken tools.

 

There are numerous. Most are basic farming tools, whereas some are oddly shaped and likely meant for tending the chasm soil without causing a landslide.

 

Shadow Stephanie stares for a moment, before realising she's staring.

"Oh, um, hello. I'm Stephanie." Shadow Stephanie greets, offering a handshake and smiling.

 

I examine them to see to what extent the damage is.

 

The draconian accepts it, eyesockets burning with twilight while keeping a stern face.
"Sivius. You're not the first to have been seeking me."

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Wear, weakening of the metals... most are intact enough to outright repair, whereas others likely require Allen regaining a bit of his memory.

 

I take the ones that can be repaired easily and go back to Perniciosa to have the blacksmiths repair them.

 

"I like your horns, they look really cool," Shadow Stephanie compliments, "Your robe really suits you, too."

 

"Thanks. Consider them battle scars." He says, seeming unflattered. "No need to bother with niceties. I've never liked royalty much." Sivius says honestly. "Just get to the point. Aetchepyon yearns still."

After you repair them and return with them, Allen seems to have just finished eating, though he's tired now.
"Mister Terrae? Years of rest... isn't restful. I'm going to need to call it in soon."