Post by Serpentine/Morganna on Dec 5, 2019 15:18:50 GMT
Esmerelda…
Della-Donne…
Are you proud of me yet?
You both taught me so much. You taught me about the Gods, the Planes, the Power. You taught me so much about it all and I’ve gone out. I’ve seen it. This war… it has helped me see it all. I’ll… I’ll miss this war.
Our final battle. I… I heard you again. Both of you. I’d travelled with BB, Markas, Demik and Ghesh and after (confusingly) aligning with some Cloud Giants, we made our way to find a captured Storm Giant. Before too long we were in a golden hallway with three doors. One took Demik and I to fight some baffling Hill Giants. They moved with speed I’d never seen from Giants before and powers I didn’t know they were capable of, one even turning invisible on a whim! It was only when the battle was over did we fully realise the magic that had taken over us. Some powerful magic had made us think our allies had turned into giants. A clever ruse I must admit, though not the toughest challenge. That was the next door. That was you…
We walked in through the second door to find a young girl (of unnatural proportions) and a swing. It didn’t take long for us to figure out that this girl was the captured Storm Giant, trapped in this world but the swing…
Markas attempted to suss out the swing first. Sat on it for what seemed like only a few seconds but when he got off it was clear he’d been through something emotional. A weakness among many of the adventurers I’ve travelled with of late. I went up and tested the swing next and… I heard you both. I saw you both. I saw the library. I saw all your books. Esmerelda, I heard you telling me about all the gods. From Annam the all-father to Tiamat to Bahumat. From Corellon to Nerull to Gruumsh to Pelor. I heard you speak of the old ones. Of the Yuan-Ti Gods. Of Sseth. Of Merrshaulk. Of Dendar. You always spoke to me of Dendar.
Della-Donne, I heard you speaking of the planes. From the Feywilds to Nine Hells to the Ethereal to the Elemental Planes. Della-Donne. I heard you speaking to me about them. Telling me all the myths, all the folklore you told me of them. I was there again. I was 11 again. I was your Lilah again.
Mothers believe me, this swing made it all… so real. I have experienced many powers granted to me by Mother Serpent but… none like this. I felt everything you taught me. You protecting me, looking after me, giving me all the freedom I could wish for. I felt it all. I felt Esmerelda’s god awful cooking. Della-Donne, I could hear you singing. Every slightly off-key note but also how at home I felt with you both. I could see Esmerelda teaching me to dance. I could see Ezekiel coming over and you both stopping him from trying to kidnap me. I could see Della-Donne training to fight again. Mothers, this swing showed me everything. And when I got off… only a couple of seconds had passed. And I was back in a field on a cliff, with my… allies(?) And this captured Storm Giant.
I have lived a good life. I have left a good life to go out and be independent. I am searching the worlds looking for power and the potential in this world. I keep on going. And this… this leader is trapped here? Stuck in here with her memories? Mothers, this swing brought me a wonderful moment of peace to remind myself so purely of you again but it also reminded me that even with my blessed life… you keep moving forward. You cannot dwell on the past. You cannot stay in the past. You must keep moving forward and this… leader. This all conquering all powerful leader has let themselves be captured and is living with her nostalgia?
The next moments were a blur. I could feel that with you both in my head, mothers, I could also feel Mother Serpent rising again. Taking over. Together with Mother Serpent we scared this little girl, this puny giant back into the leader she was meant to be. Moments later, this fake prison world fell apart and soon we were falling and crashing and landed back in this moving tower. There to see some fiend fighting my… allies? I guess.
(Mothers... you must understand that within wars you must ally yourself to a side. Still, returning back to see the big half orc brute, the bird boy, the overly righteous one and the unpredictable but unrivalled Tiefling on an Elk was not my ideal return back to this plane but we were on the same side this time).
As we fell from the skies, now with our freed Storm Giant leader on our side (You’re welcome Kantas), Markas sprung into action and took down this fiend. Tears in Markas’ eyes for some weird reason.
The rest was kinda boring. War stopped. People had died. A lot of people started to get emotional and all that same old stuff. Oh yeah, there was this like, light coming from the ground and the blood is falling properly again so that’s… kinda interesting. But it seems everyone’s gonna be emotional again. Hopefully it only lasts a while. I can’t deal with these overly emotional heroes and their feelings and just…
That swing confused me. It’s power was immense and I’m grateful for the reminder it showed me how much you both loved me. How much you both still love me and how I know you are out there hoping that I will go on and keep living my life. But that’s it. You want me to keep going on. Keep doing new things and not be stuck dwelling on the past or lamenting what could have been. Like this Storm Giant was, they’re all stuck and held back by their pasts. It hinders them. Me… I embrace it and keep moving forward.
This war was… fascinating. I will truly miss it. Mothers, I don’t know when I will see you next. I don’t know if I will ever see you again. If our paths meet, then great. If not. Know that you’ve done great. I hope you’re proud of me.
___
Mother Serpent…
I’m ready.
Della-Donne…
Are you proud of me yet?
You both taught me so much. You taught me about the Gods, the Planes, the Power. You taught me so much about it all and I’ve gone out. I’ve seen it. This war… it has helped me see it all. I’ll… I’ll miss this war.
Our final battle. I… I heard you again. Both of you. I’d travelled with BB, Markas, Demik and Ghesh and after (confusingly) aligning with some Cloud Giants, we made our way to find a captured Storm Giant. Before too long we were in a golden hallway with three doors. One took Demik and I to fight some baffling Hill Giants. They moved with speed I’d never seen from Giants before and powers I didn’t know they were capable of, one even turning invisible on a whim! It was only when the battle was over did we fully realise the magic that had taken over us. Some powerful magic had made us think our allies had turned into giants. A clever ruse I must admit, though not the toughest challenge. That was the next door. That was you…
We walked in through the second door to find a young girl (of unnatural proportions) and a swing. It didn’t take long for us to figure out that this girl was the captured Storm Giant, trapped in this world but the swing…
Markas attempted to suss out the swing first. Sat on it for what seemed like only a few seconds but when he got off it was clear he’d been through something emotional. A weakness among many of the adventurers I’ve travelled with of late. I went up and tested the swing next and… I heard you both. I saw you both. I saw the library. I saw all your books. Esmerelda, I heard you telling me about all the gods. From Annam the all-father to Tiamat to Bahumat. From Corellon to Nerull to Gruumsh to Pelor. I heard you speak of the old ones. Of the Yuan-Ti Gods. Of Sseth. Of Merrshaulk. Of Dendar. You always spoke to me of Dendar.
Della-Donne, I heard you speaking of the planes. From the Feywilds to Nine Hells to the Ethereal to the Elemental Planes. Della-Donne. I heard you speaking to me about them. Telling me all the myths, all the folklore you told me of them. I was there again. I was 11 again. I was your Lilah again.
Mothers believe me, this swing made it all… so real. I have experienced many powers granted to me by Mother Serpent but… none like this. I felt everything you taught me. You protecting me, looking after me, giving me all the freedom I could wish for. I felt it all. I felt Esmerelda’s god awful cooking. Della-Donne, I could hear you singing. Every slightly off-key note but also how at home I felt with you both. I could see Esmerelda teaching me to dance. I could see Ezekiel coming over and you both stopping him from trying to kidnap me. I could see Della-Donne training to fight again. Mothers, this swing showed me everything. And when I got off… only a couple of seconds had passed. And I was back in a field on a cliff, with my… allies(?) And this captured Storm Giant.
I have lived a good life. I have left a good life to go out and be independent. I am searching the worlds looking for power and the potential in this world. I keep on going. And this… this leader is trapped here? Stuck in here with her memories? Mothers, this swing brought me a wonderful moment of peace to remind myself so purely of you again but it also reminded me that even with my blessed life… you keep moving forward. You cannot dwell on the past. You cannot stay in the past. You must keep moving forward and this… leader. This all conquering all powerful leader has let themselves be captured and is living with her nostalgia?
The next moments were a blur. I could feel that with you both in my head, mothers, I could also feel Mother Serpent rising again. Taking over. Together with Mother Serpent we scared this little girl, this puny giant back into the leader she was meant to be. Moments later, this fake prison world fell apart and soon we were falling and crashing and landed back in this moving tower. There to see some fiend fighting my… allies? I guess.
(Mothers... you must understand that within wars you must ally yourself to a side. Still, returning back to see the big half orc brute, the bird boy, the overly righteous one and the unpredictable but unrivalled Tiefling on an Elk was not my ideal return back to this plane but we were on the same side this time).
As we fell from the skies, now with our freed Storm Giant leader on our side (You’re welcome Kantas), Markas sprung into action and took down this fiend. Tears in Markas’ eyes for some weird reason.
The rest was kinda boring. War stopped. People had died. A lot of people started to get emotional and all that same old stuff. Oh yeah, there was this like, light coming from the ground and the blood is falling properly again so that’s… kinda interesting. But it seems everyone’s gonna be emotional again. Hopefully it only lasts a while. I can’t deal with these overly emotional heroes and their feelings and just…
That swing confused me. It’s power was immense and I’m grateful for the reminder it showed me how much you both loved me. How much you both still love me and how I know you are out there hoping that I will go on and keep living my life. But that’s it. You want me to keep going on. Keep doing new things and not be stuck dwelling on the past or lamenting what could have been. Like this Storm Giant was, they’re all stuck and held back by their pasts. It hinders them. Me… I embrace it and keep moving forward.
This war was… fascinating. I will truly miss it. Mothers, I don’t know when I will see you next. I don’t know if I will ever see you again. If our paths meet, then great. If not. Know that you’ve done great. I hope you’re proud of me.
___
Mother Serpent…
I’m ready.
Love it!