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[Action | Closed] Spirit in the Sword
((OOC: The date is left intentionally ambiguous due to the investigation progressing at the speed of mod. More top-levels will appear to correspond with the investigation process as more information is given. Treat this as a freewheeling chance to mingle and stuff.))
[Private messages to Aeslyn, Arro, Dove, Elias, Orihime, and Satou]
[This is the night he's been waiting for. Or dreading. Finding a day that worked with everyone's schedules was tricky, but today seemed best. He'd talked to all his loved ones, settled any outstanding affairs, because after tonight, he may have to do something drastic. Yes, more drastic than busting open a sword with a vengeful spirit that'd like nothing better than to drain them all. But first thing's first. He sends this mass text.]
Good evening. Now's the night we look into those spirits we've spoken of. First, a few rules: we're not to breathe a word about what we discover to anyone. Second, we are not, under any circumstance, to harm, much less kill, the spirit, not even to protect ourselves. Only if it's absolutely necessary to free it from the sword, and, if necessary to seal away the spirit again. As you all likely know, the spirit we're looking into is extremely dangerous and will enervate you upon touch. Should that happen, I will do all in my power to restore you. Nonetheless, secrecy and safety, primarily towards the spirit, are our top concerns. If that does not sit well with you, then please, divorce yourself from the matter. I won't blame you.
For everyone still interested, proceed to these coordinates. I'll escort, if you'd like.
[The location given is a little ways into the Fayren's woods. The weather was dark and stormy, which suited the mood. There wasn't a soul besides themselves in sight, Ted made sure of that. The location given was to a large lean-to, its interior pitch-black. His void, another measure for utmost security, privacy, and room. It's bigger on the inside; all the room they could possibly need, in fact. Within lies a singular, bright light, and a wide table with the haunted weapon as its sole feature. He'd be waiting without the lean-to, in a dark cloak. Just in case the want for subtlety was too subtle. He'd be very surprised if everyone came, or that their arrival wouldn't be heralded by a troupe of knights or something. He can't enforce either of his edicts, leaving him to the mercy of the honor system. Time for introductions.]
Good evening, everyone. You've my utmost thanks for what will likely be thankless work. Allow me to introduce you all to one another. First, the magic team, who will busy themselves with the seals and arcane paraphernalia surrounding the blade.
Arro is a veteran researcher who was kind enough to help me clean up a subterranean mess once before. The smell, I hope you'll agree, is much better than then. He's been in the world a while, and has worked tirelessly to unravel its mysteries.
Ms. Blackrose is no stranger to magic herself, or to the make of all crafts. I trust she can take apart any troublesome blade; certainly made a fine one.
Finally, Elias. He once kindly assisted me with a magical conundrum without asking. Now that I have asked, I trust he'll make miracles. It's only right with a name like that.
Our next are empaths, who ought to provide keen insight into the precise nature of the spirit without losing their heads in the process.
Dove is one such, boasting much perception with regards to spiritualities of all stripes. I'd expect nothing less from an angel, hehe.
Orihime Inoue, who has likely brought refreshments to add to my own, is another who can sense the spiritual. Not too hard to pry out of work, either, which I appreciate immensely.
Last but certainly not least, we've Satou Kuroneko, who will be assisting both teams: both to safely deconstruct the weapon and ascertain the nature of the poor ghost confined within. My thanks for pulling double duty.
[Ted's solemnity is evidenced by the lack of a single chuckle at the word "duty". He ushered them into the lean-to, where the real work would begin, away from prying eyes.]
I'm afraid I won't be much use to you than a mere host, but please, if you need anything, ask. Once you're ready, I'll employ the empaths first. With some crude Everglade charms--which you're all welcome to improve upon, if you can--, I've constructed a barrier that ought to keep any incorporeal beings from entering or exiting. Please, direct your numinous senses to that sword, and to the pot I've got here.
[Somehow, he produced one in his hands.]
Both contain the sealed spirits that interest us. Tell me what you feel, if anything.
Oh, and in case I've forgotten...I appreciate the help extremely. Would I could grant better thanks than gratitude, and the promise of an interesting evening.
[Private messages to Aeslyn, Arro, Dove, Elias, Orihime, and Satou]
[This is the night he's been waiting for. Or dreading. Finding a day that worked with everyone's schedules was tricky, but today seemed best. He'd talked to all his loved ones, settled any outstanding affairs, because after tonight, he may have to do something drastic. Yes, more drastic than busting open a sword with a vengeful spirit that'd like nothing better than to drain them all. But first thing's first. He sends this mass text.]
Good evening. Now's the night we look into those spirits we've spoken of. First, a few rules: we're not to breathe a word about what we discover to anyone. Second, we are not, under any circumstance, to harm, much less kill, the spirit, not even to protect ourselves. Only if it's absolutely necessary to free it from the sword, and, if necessary to seal away the spirit again. As you all likely know, the spirit we're looking into is extremely dangerous and will enervate you upon touch. Should that happen, I will do all in my power to restore you. Nonetheless, secrecy and safety, primarily towards the spirit, are our top concerns. If that does not sit well with you, then please, divorce yourself from the matter. I won't blame you.
For everyone still interested, proceed to these coordinates. I'll escort, if you'd like.
[The location given is a little ways into the Fayren's woods. The weather was dark and stormy, which suited the mood. There wasn't a soul besides themselves in sight, Ted made sure of that. The location given was to a large lean-to, its interior pitch-black. His void, another measure for utmost security, privacy, and room. It's bigger on the inside; all the room they could possibly need, in fact. Within lies a singular, bright light, and a wide table with the haunted weapon as its sole feature. He'd be waiting without the lean-to, in a dark cloak. Just in case the want for subtlety was too subtle. He'd be very surprised if everyone came, or that their arrival wouldn't be heralded by a troupe of knights or something. He can't enforce either of his edicts, leaving him to the mercy of the honor system. Time for introductions.]
Good evening, everyone. You've my utmost thanks for what will likely be thankless work. Allow me to introduce you all to one another. First, the magic team, who will busy themselves with the seals and arcane paraphernalia surrounding the blade.
Arro is a veteran researcher who was kind enough to help me clean up a subterranean mess once before. The smell, I hope you'll agree, is much better than then. He's been in the world a while, and has worked tirelessly to unravel its mysteries.
Ms. Blackrose is no stranger to magic herself, or to the make of all crafts. I trust she can take apart any troublesome blade; certainly made a fine one.
Finally, Elias. He once kindly assisted me with a magical conundrum without asking. Now that I have asked, I trust he'll make miracles. It's only right with a name like that.
Our next are empaths, who ought to provide keen insight into the precise nature of the spirit without losing their heads in the process.
Dove is one such, boasting much perception with regards to spiritualities of all stripes. I'd expect nothing less from an angel, hehe.
Orihime Inoue, who has likely brought refreshments to add to my own, is another who can sense the spiritual. Not too hard to pry out of work, either, which I appreciate immensely.
Last but certainly not least, we've Satou Kuroneko, who will be assisting both teams: both to safely deconstruct the weapon and ascertain the nature of the poor ghost confined within. My thanks for pulling double duty.
[Ted's solemnity is evidenced by the lack of a single chuckle at the word "duty". He ushered them into the lean-to, where the real work would begin, away from prying eyes.]
I'm afraid I won't be much use to you than a mere host, but please, if you need anything, ask. Once you're ready, I'll employ the empaths first. With some crude Everglade charms--which you're all welcome to improve upon, if you can--, I've constructed a barrier that ought to keep any incorporeal beings from entering or exiting. Please, direct your numinous senses to that sword, and to the pot I've got here.
[Somehow, he produced one in his hands.]
Both contain the sealed spirits that interest us. Tell me what you feel, if anything.
Oh, and in case I've forgotten...I appreciate the help extremely. Would I could grant better thanks than gratitude, and the promise of an interesting evening.