A semi-private conversation
Jul. 10th, 2014 05:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The barrier protecting Gielinor calls out to Yrael, the Bright Shiner "Stop! Please, do not step onto this world. I beg you."
The threshold of the front door widens greatly and then becomes a black void. Only Yrael and Guthix, Gielinor's self-appointed protector, are present in the void.
The threshold of the front door widens greatly and then becomes a black void. Only Yrael and Guthix, Gielinor's self-appointed protector, are present in the void.
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Date: 2014-07-10 11:56 pm (UTC)"I have business here," he replies evenly, watching Guthix with more curiosity than concern. "Why should I stay out?"
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Date: 2014-07-11 12:13 am (UTC)Guthix once was a mortal who saw his own world destroyed by the war gods waged against eachother but only became a god himself by a tragic accident. Through many millenia he gathered enough power to himself to make sure nothing like that ever happened to the blue and green jewel of a world he finally settled on.
His power is far, far greater than Amascut's but he is no co-creator of the universe. But he fears for the world and not for himself.
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Date: 2014-07-11 12:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-07-11 12:39 am (UTC)"There are four others like you, sleeping on this world under mountains. I wouldn't be able to protect this world against them either, if they awoke with ill intentions. Please take care not to wake them or to be tricked into doing so by Amascut," he asks, earnestly.
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Date: 2014-07-11 01:00 am (UTC)Yrael has very clearly-delineated priorities.
"As for those sleeping under mountains, I very much doubt they are like me. However, I will endeavor not to awaken them. Since you asked nicely."
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Date: 2014-07-11 01:14 am (UTC)"She was truthful about the city you are headed into being under seige, and she does have a fierce dislike for the undead and those that raise them."
The void lightens, then the wide threshold of the door reappears and contracts.
"Thank you, at least, for stopping to listen."
Varrock, and Gielinor, wait on the other side of the threshold.