WEEK 4

[strangerpeople]

WEEK 4


[It is late in the afternoon when the Titled finally wake up from their long, vivid sleep. What day is it? Maybe it doesn't matter.

They weren't awake when it happened, but the final set of doors have opened. The Intercessor hasn't emerged from their room. There is no sign of the grumpy old man. And, the Titled may notice that nothing has been cleaned up - including the remains of those who prompted the Investigation - since they went into the Debate Hall. No new food has been supplied in the Kitchen, either.

The only replenishing food supply is in the Conservatex - who knows when those'll get ripped out from the ground out of spite, though. Their captors certainly showed themselves to not be above petty revenge, unfortunately.

So many questions now swirl. Is the old man hiding? Is the Intercessor ok? What the hell happened with the dragon? What about that other group which the Titled have come to realize exist? What did their captors have planned? And...really, what the hell else is going to happen now?

Whatever it is, it's not going to be good.

So get ready, Titled.

There are nine (but perhaps only eight?...) strangers in this place.]

Comments

[bythewaves]

Hm. [ Maglor turns the sounds of the words over thoughtfully to himself ]

The emphasis seems to be on that sah, so it clearly means something important. Usually, phrases written like this are one of three things - a warning, a spell or a hint to do something important, or a prophecy of some sort. Is the language familiar to you?

[intercessing]

It...feels familiar, yes...but I cannot quite grasp why.

[bythewaves]

[ A soft sigh ]

Which means it is probably important. I would write it down somewhere, and memorise it. It's almost certainly important for our fate down here, or yours at home.