genessia | 8th Light [Video]

[This is the last week of June. Back in Sornieth, this would be the beginning of the Brightshine Jubilee, the celebration of the Light flight. Being in a world of completely different cultures, Liora didn't plan a full celebration of her own. Even if she were still home, she could hardly celebrate with Erebus at large and the whole world in danger. Regardless, she wasn't going to go without taking a few moments to honor the Light flight deity.]

[First she took a stick and drew the Light flight insignia into the dirt. As she stands in front of it, preparing to say her prayer, she remembers something lightly hanging from her neck. She pulls off the coin-sized jade disc that Ayame had given her months ago that was supposed to bring her good fortune. Whether it had worked or not, Liora realizes that she could no longer wear it. Not only does it feel like a betrayal to her own culture, but she realizes that she would need to find her own strength. Liora closes her talon around the disc before closing her eyes and tossing the item away. She then sets up her device and begins her broadcast. She figures the Lightweaver would better hear her this way. She gets on her knees, bowing her head as she begins her prayer.]

Oh Lightweaver, I come to honor you on this, the first day of the Brightshine Jubilee. For eight months, I've been trapped in this world, unable to complete my mission. Every day, my incompetence tears me apart. Just recently, during that spirit invasion, I felt something I never thought I could feel...it felt as though the light was working against me...

[She pauses, thinking to herself to stay strong, despite the hopelessness she feels.]

Oh Lightweaver...please guide me. Help me tap into my power...and into your light. I know you realize how important it is...even more than I do...

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Was the light working against you? I don't quite think I understand, but I guess it was something your world related?

[Chiaki didn't understand what the other was really on about, so she saw there tilting her head ever so slightly.]

I don't want to believe it...but that's what it felt like...

I don't understand...I've tried all the advice. I've tried focusing on my emotions, my will to fight...and just when I thought I was going to throw the Bright Bolt, it just disappeared.

[Perhaps she could only do it in her world? Unfortunately, she hasn't even tried to do it there yet. But it still made no sense, for the magical energies are everywhere, the most potent of which are in Fayren.]

I might not understand because I'm not special or magical or anything, but you shouldn't think about it too much and just let things come naturally?

[As she said, it's not like she understands anything.]

[Ted laughed, not yet adding a video response. His own religion recommended private prayers be private; preferably done in closets if one's handy. But to broadcast one's devotion in public? What strange thoughts dragons must have. He'll chime in ten minutes later.]

Trapped! Goodness, if that's the way you feel.

[He feigned offense. He's hurt; really.]

Well, what did the Lightweaver have to say?

[Anyone could recommend the same of his own religion.]

What...?

[Then she ponders the question. Of course she can't physically hear the Lightweaver's voice in this world.]

I don't know...

Genessia not proving to be as companionable as you hoped, eh?

[He hopes Liora's made some friends or something. She always seemed lonely.]

Mm, must be a very mysterious deity, then, if you're unsure whether anything's said or not. I think I can relate. Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on something so intimate, but it was a public broadcast.

Would you mind telling me, again, what this mission of yours was that's been put on indefinite hold?

She's a mysterious deity...who cannot manifest her physical form here.

[She can't help her lonely feeling when no matter what she does, the state of her own world is always at the back of her mind.]

My mission...was to find the Fae of Light...and to stop Erebus from destroying our world...

Ah, no incarnation, then. [Bummer. Super lame deity, brah]

Ah, right. Well, that's obviously impossible for the time being. What would it have you do in the meantime?

Perhaps...but the light is still all around us.

Obviously. But still...she wouldn't want me to give up. Focus on what I can do today...become stronger...

[Given the demented behavior of some of Apollo's priests, Ted's not 100% sold on the rosiness of light in and of itself.]

Oh, I see. And what have you tried thus far?

[If only so he can get an idea of what's not working.]

I...I don't know what I haven't tried at this point. I've tried following the different advice from different people. I've tried focusing on my emotion and my will to fight. Someone else said that I may need to learn what the light is. I just don't understand...I don't understand why it's not working...

[She grabs her head as if trying to contain an explosion. She could feel her doubts exploding whenever she thinks about this. She almost wishes she could just give up.]

[This must upset her more than usual. Liora's reliably glum about this, but by now Ted's gotten used to her gloom, figuring that she was simply that kind. Apparently things had risen to a pitch. He's not exactly a magical expert, by any means. But hey, others might be...]

"All right, all right, well, you're very young, aren't you? Can't expect to know everything. What, er, have other mystics had to say about it? What about Trynn, in the Ivory Tower?"

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