A dark and stormy night

by **Phaedra** on October 27th, 2013, 3:37 am

Phaedra lay still for some minutes, and the room fell deathly quiet. Her hand lay still, unmoving, like that of a dead person, which is really what she was. At last she spoke again.

"There is no new life for the dead, only the coldness between the stars. I had no friends in life, and now my mind is odd. It is not yet my own. Things will go badly."

She fell quiet again. The woman had offered her her home as a place to stay, and Phaedra found this profoundly touching even though she had no way of forcing Phaedra to move. She was little more now than a wisp of soulmist, and a human hand could not touch her.

"I must find Berlin Cloudsong. Our business is unfinished. No more will I possess your body."

by **Syveris** on October 27th, 2013, 10:07 am

Syveris sighed at the answer. If only she could convince her... However, the Avora knew that, if what happened in the memory had happened with her, she would have searched the man until the very end to destroy him. So it wasn't like she could reprimand the other woman for searching for revenge. Syveris made herself more comfortable in the bed, before speaking again.

"Do you know where he is?" the Avora asked. "Or do you have any way of finding him?" she waited a little, thinking. She wanted to help the ghost, but her place was in Wind Reach. Syveris doubted she would be able to leave, even if it was for a short while. So she didn't offered her help.

"Well, Phaedra... I hope you find what you are looking for. He deserves it. Drop by sometime in the future, if you want. To tell me if you found the dek licker." Syveris wondered if this was goodbye. It wasn't like she cared that much. After all, she had just met the ghost. The Avora supposed it was just that she didn't like goodbyes in general. Shrugging, she laid on the bed, exhausted by everything. She truly wanted to sleep now.

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by **Phaedra** on October 28th, 2013, 5:28 am

Phaedra's voice came wafting out from under the bed, in the odd whispery tone that she used now that she was dead. Her hand remained visible, if Syveris chose to look, but it only lay as before.

"Berlin was my husband. I know where he is, but I do not know where I am. The world is large and strange, and I have drifted for a long time. Now I shall rest. If your husband comes to beat you I shall possess him and run into the stone of the wall."

Phaedra's voice went silent, and if Syveris did not speak further she would find the ghost gone when the morning came.

by **Syveris** on October 28th, 2013, 9:40 pm

Syveris was drifting off. She was really tired. The Avora was barely listening anymore, but she could catch some words. So the ghost didn't know where she was? Weird. With a drooling voice, Syveris murmured.

"You're in Wind Reach, sweet and dearly home of the Inarta." at least that was what Syveris thought the other didn't know about. "I do not have a husband. At least not yet. But I'm very moved by your offer. If I'm ever beaten, then I'll call you. Thanks, Phaedra."

Hopefully, she would be able to meet the woman again. Then, they could talk longer and about happier things. With that, she finally slept, tiredness winning over her.

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by **Skerry** on December 1st, 2013, 5:19 pm

Grades

Phaedra

Skill	XP
Materialization	2XP
Possession	2XP

LORES :

Syveris

Skill	XP
Observation	2XP
Intimidation	1XP
Diplomacy	1XP

LORES :

Notes:

Phaedra

You did a fair bit of godmodding here by which I mean you decided some of Syveris’s actions like what she saw and how she felt. It’s alright to say that she might feel something or she might see it but other than that no. Just so you know it’s a no no. Also your posts are a bit sure. You aren’t helping yourself or others by writing so little. Please try to make more of an effort in future.

An interesting little thread. Couldn’t give much in terms of XP but managed to get quite a few lores out of it

Remember if you have any questions about or problems with your grade then feel free to PM me.

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