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Entry tags:
- !event,
- #npc,
- abel nightroad: martyr,
- akua sahelian: sovereign,
- amos burton: lover,
- caitlyn kiramman: champion,
- ciel: martyr,
- emet-selch: champion,
- himeka sui: wanderer,
- howl: celebrant,
- jayce talis: visionary,
- johnny joestar: firebrand,
- koriel xii (dextera): lover,
- misa amane: lover,
- rand al'thor: martyr,
- syrlya: champion,
- tartaglia (childe): firebrand,
- yuuta okkotsu: lover
EVENT #5: SOVEREIGN CITIZENS (GODSBLOOD)
Sovereign Citizens
GODSBLOOD
At the height of the Sovereign's moon, Vaeka Lovenskol's execution is announced. Outside of the City Hall, a dignitary of Achamoth is flanked by an entourage of Kenoma, reading the words of Regent from an unfurled letter: Vaeka stands accused to conspiring against the Regent and abetting the fugitive menace known as the Pleroma. Though the details are not made public, rumors spread quickly, some far more wild than the actual truth. The full truth, after all, is something only the Regent's agents and the Pleroma themselves know, and even to them the manner of her exposure is unclear.
Though losing a proud daughter of an influential family, there seems to be little that the people of Godsblood can do besides accept it. After all, they are still a city of the Regent's empire, and for all the freedom they've enjoyed, there are limits. If she was truly aiding the Pleroma, the sworn enemies of the Regent - and in an organized manner, if the rumors are to be believed - can they truly object? Or would challenging the Regent's claim simply invite more death?
As with many things, the families of Godsblood are torn. Tensions are thick for the five days leading up to Vaeka's appointed execution by hanging, with everyone having an opinion and few wanting to go on record talking about it too loudly. As such, the people's frustrations come out in other ways. Bloodites are uncharacteristically unfriendly to strangers in this time, keeping to their own and treating everyone else with overt skepticism.
Those that have arrived as part of the Regent's official envoy, or seen guarding Vaeka, will receive a particularly icy reception. No longer are the Kenoma curious wanderers on personal business. Now, they are here as the hands of the Regent; few of the Godsblood citizens are foolish enough to challenge them outright, but they are ever an honest people.
Early on, the Kenoma and the rest of the Achamite contingent sent with them will be able to take over a jail in downtown Godsblood to hold Vaeka until her execution, clearing out all other Bloodite prisoners and employees in the meantime. This means they have a relatively secure position to guard their prisoner from, which is a good thing; after all, the Regent did outright invite the Pleroma to stop them, and Pleroma are nothing if not stubborn.
EXECUTION DAY
After five agonizing days of waiting and several high visible conflicts between the Pleroma and Kenoma, finally the hour of Vaeka's execution arrives. A gallows is set outside of City Hall, ready to welcome its newest victim, and a massive crowd has gathered in an spirit of anxious anticipation. Some worry that violence may break out in the streets, even without the Pleroma's agitation, but gradually the minutes tick by and the gallows remain empty.
First one minutes passes. Then five. Then fifteen. Slowly, it becomes clear to the people of Godsblood that Vaeka will not be arriving. Are the rumors true? Has she been saved? Have the Pleroma been successful, despite all odds?
As the hours pass and the crowds disperse, Vaeka Lovenskol is not officially reported as either living or dead. Fortunately, Godsblood is a place where information has a way of getting around, whether those in charge like it or not. Some are saying that she was seen being whisked away as if by powerful magic, following a bloody fight at the jail in which she was being held. Where did she go? Maybe her supposed connections to the forest people did her good, some surmise.
The days following Vaeka's failed execution carry a strange and uncertain energy. Where before there was tension and distrust, Godsblood now finds itself in a surreal reality where the Regent's word is apparently not absolute. Then again, do they really want a repeat performance?
First one minutes passes. Then five. Then fifteen. Slowly, it becomes clear to the people of Godsblood that Vaeka will not be arriving. Are the rumors true? Has she been saved? Have the Pleroma been successful, despite all odds?
As the hours pass and the crowds disperse, Vaeka Lovenskol is not officially reported as either living or dead. Fortunately, Godsblood is a place where information has a way of getting around, whether those in charge like it or not. Some are saying that she was seen being whisked away as if by powerful magic, following a bloody fight at the jail in which she was being held. Where did she go? Maybe her supposed connections to the forest people did her good, some surmise.
The days following Vaeka's failed execution carry a strange and uncertain energy. Where before there was tension and distrust, Godsblood now finds itself in a surreal reality where the Regent's word is apparently not absolute. Then again, do they really want a repeat performance?
QUESTIONS
What is the best way for Aions to travel to Godsblood?
For Pleroma, this is very easy, as they are likely to either already live there or be able to easy take Greentruth's portal. For Kenoma, they may come directly from Achamoth by boat as part of the Regent's envoy or arrive via Eustace's portal which is set up in a shed a fairly long jaunt outside of town. Once there has been some time to get established, Misa will be setting up another portal leading straight to the prison where Vaeka is being stored.
Are the Kenoma permitted by the Regent to kill other Godsblood citizens?
Though the Kenoma are authorized to kill any Bloodites that try to physically fight them, they are expected to keep things clean. The Regent prefers to only punish the guilty, and having the lines be clear will create less of a hassle in the future. Generally, Godsblood is not in a state where physical resistance is likely to happen unprovoked.
For Pleroma, this is very easy, as they are likely to either already live there or be able to easy take Greentruth's portal. For Kenoma, they may come directly from Achamoth by boat as part of the Regent's envoy or arrive via Eustace's portal which is set up in a shed a fairly long jaunt outside of town. Once there has been some time to get established, Misa will be setting up another portal leading straight to the prison where Vaeka is being stored.
Are the Kenoma permitted by the Regent to kill other Godsblood citizens?
Though the Kenoma are authorized to kill any Bloodites that try to physically fight them, they are expected to keep things clean. The Regent prefers to only punish the guilty, and having the lines be clear will create less of a hassle in the future. Generally, Godsblood is not in a state where physical resistance is likely to happen unprovoked.
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[ Even though the other woman can't see her, Misa snaps her fingers once, resting her chin on some of the roofing as she continues to look out from where she's peeking behind. ]
It has a lot to do with getting rid of what's bad now... it'd be much faster to get rid of everything and replace the good things. It's not like I want to destroy everything, you know. I actually feel like in the Kenoma, I'm going to get to protect some of the things I loved most from Earth. And to be honest, if you ask me, taking the long road to fix things... nothing will ever get better that way.
[ People will get in the way, strategies will get muddled over time, those who benefit from the suffering of others will cling to the ways they can exploit others... better to just wipe it clean and start fresh, with a better design, with things in place to prevent the same thing from happening again. Such a thing hadn't been possible on Earth, but now that it's in her grasp, she sees no reason to not take the more extreme route. ]
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[ She said, and it contains multitudes. Pity, frustration, understanding. It's baked with enough layers that it could have been a three-tiered cake. Akua understands that, after all. Her memories drift, to Yara of Nowhere's grin. I win, or I win, or I win. How is it, that even though she has now come to a different world altogether, that she even now feels the specter of the Wandering Bard's potential victory over her head? That even now she felt like Yara had gotten the upper hand, when she had tried so hard to find a way to circumvent it?
The Regent felt like an old foe, with a new face. ]
Not if people don't try, certainly. I suppose I just... see it differently. We should be given the opportunity to choose to be better, shouldn't we? Even if it's too late, even if we've already made that dire mistake.
[ You know, like killing an entire city of people to force them to be her own zombie fighting force. Small things. ]
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[ In a light sing-song. She shrugs to herself, messing with her shard in her hand out of boredom. Really, all this moral talk is so above her head, it'd likely be a little worrying for others to know just how little Misa weighs things like this in her heart. Should people get the chance to choose to be better? The way she sees it, they've had plenty of chances to make things right. In her home world, she had came across something so powerful, completely by fate, that she could change the world near instantly.
Wouldn't it be wrong not to do it? It's the same with the Regent, she thinks. ]
If you have the power to change the world, why not do it?
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Then again, being pulled along for a redemption arc kicking and screaming often did that, didn't it? She'd fought Catherine every step of the way along this path. She'd known Catherine would try to make her pay the long price, and it's why she pretended, why she didn't care -- but... Well. She'd cared, eventually.
She looked at the girl, playing with her shard, from her path across the way, on the building.
She reminded her of herself, when she'd been younger. Before she'd found her folly. ]
That's precisely what I was in the middle of doing -- along with the rest of the Woe -- before I ended up here.
I like to think...we would have done it, too. Had the world not been destroyed.
[ But there's a seed of sadness there. Had it been the Bard's machinations, or something out of their control? She'd only just slapped her across the face, and told the Bard to stop whimpering, before Catherine had kissed her, and stabbed her, and then the world had just...faded away.
And the nothingness had melded into the sea of stars they all saw. ]
Is your world not like that? Could you not change it outright?
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[ Misa sing songs, still fussing with her shard in her hand without a care in the world. Unlike Akua, she doesn't speak of the world being destroyed with any notable sense of loss or regret— it really comes across as if it doesn't bother her that the world is no more. ]
I really supported them, so.... [ She peeks out a little further— Akua might be able to see her head by now. It's been long enough, and no conflict has arisen, so Misa thinks it's safe for her enemy to get a look at the woman she's talking to. ] All I have to do is see their dream through.
[ To make the world being destroyed worthwhile.... yes, helping the Regent and molding the world to the vision that could've been would be the best action she could take. She's honestly a bit surprised the other woman doesn't feel the same way, if she'd really been helping out with changing the world... shouldn't she feel some sense of duty? Some sense of wanting to finish what she'd started? That's what Misa feels, anyway, and thus she assumes everyone else should feel the same. ]
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She merely shrugged, almost curious about this world she'd lived in. Crime was a part of life, in Akua's opinion. Same as war, but there were some tragedies that should be kept from the world at large.
Thinks the woman that committed genocide. ]
By destroying the world instead of changing it? A bit scorched earth, I suppose, but then again -- that seems to be your sect's operating procedure.
[ She held up a hand. ] That's always been where I differed from the rest of you, I'm afraid. I've seen a world changing, and found it to be... right. It changed me in the process, you know? If I'd been younger... I likely would have joined your sect.
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[ Killing all the rotten people in the world one by one was a risky, and slow acting way to change the world. The Regent's plan is the most evolved version of what she and Light were doing, by her measure - it feels like the best way to expedite things along. And she's never really cared for the lives she couldn't see, didn't have a connection to. It made the concept of killing everyone in the universe much easier to swallow for her than it must be for so many other Aions. ]
But what you said cleared up some things for me, [ — That Akua must think her some level of naïve, or something akin to it, if the Kenoma is the solution she would've chosen in her youth. Oh, so she's saying she knows better because she's older, now?, is along the lines of what's going through her mind. Misa is very conscious of the way she comes across, and at present, it's in her favor to not take the conversation so seriously. ] Thanks a bunch, lady! But since we're both not going to change our minds, there's not really any point to us talking, is there? Even though I am glad I did get to... most Pleroma I talk to just give me the cold shoulder, it's so rude.
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[ She admitted, and there's a note there, of amusement. She did think Misa was naive, of course she did. How could she not, when the angry, hateful girl she'd been, obsessed with the prospect of becoming Dread Empress, murdering a city -- She'd done it, she'd done such a great and terrible thing already -- and the consequences had been...terribly dire. ]
But you're right, I suppose there's not much reason to keep talking for now. Do check in though, dear. I'd love to hear how things are progressing. [ A beat, and she held up her hand. ] Nothing that would get you in trouble, but...
Let's just say, I'm something of a guide, for those who choose darkness. I may not be with you, but... I would truly like to...continue to understand your perspective.
[ With that, her shard is back to her, and Misa will be greeted with a visage of the woman...shifting.
A black swan, took flight. ]