Mesdames et Messieurs, Voilà, C'est Vous

[lesmodsalouette]

Bievenue

You're wrapped in a soothing, all-encompassing darkness.

Well, perhaps not perfectly all-encompassing -- you can see some slivers of light here and there, just enough to realize that your current space is literally wrapped in something, and that you are a highly customized burrito at the mercy of an entirely too fluffy bed and set of blankets. Moreover: you are definitely not alone.

Depending upon the contents of your bed (two of you, waking up dressed exactly in what you wore last you remember back where each of you came from, in the exact same state as those last moments no matter how illogical or disjointed), it may not be comfortable or feasible to stay cocooned up for much longer. There's a low, muted GONG, GONGG coming from not far away, your bed creaks like a beleaguered ship in an unannounced storm, and it is joined by even more noises of movement beyond the bed canopy as you try to take stock of where you are.

Eventually, you either fall out of bed or drag yourself into this world: your new and strangely crowded personal rooms, the clock insistently sounding out the hour, and the halls and heraldry of the venerable Château Ambregris -- a lavishly decorated and fully furnished version of a more-or-less authentic French castle (assuming you know what France or a castle are).

Left to your own devices for the moment, you may find it helpful to explore the castle for your own purposes, check out the suspicious statues and personalized plaques in the Promenade of Reflexion, or perhaps to try to get to the bottom of the mysterious and frankly alarming amount of bread piled up in front of the place settings in the Banquet Hall. (Were you thinking of escaping? Any attempts to leave the property will be met with no forward progress at all, treadmill style). There's just about every kind of loaf, roll, boule, baguette, croissant or even animal-shaped bread you can think of stacked in baskets. There's absolutely nothing else save for plain bread, but at least you won't starve.

[OOC: Welcome to Château Ambregris, a perfectly normal castle receiving perfectly normal guests. Feel free to ask any questions in discord! The NPC Meet & Greet will be later today, March 8 at 6 PM EST/3 PM PST.]

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[remainsilent]

[ While he understands that gravity of the situation, it's odd to be able to converse with someone like this who haunted his sleep for years.

Even stranger is knowing who he is or rather who he was. He won't voice any of this out loud, but Blade could probably pick up on that unease. ]

It is alarming how easy it was for them to take us.

[ So long as he waits to kill the person after they have a way back, he has no qualms with it. ]

How long before the mara becomes a problem?

[baebladie]

[ Blade senses the unease, especially with him nearby.

It's like a shark smelling blood in the water. But, he is used to Dan Heng feeling unsettled around him. It doesn't make the incidental feeling nonexistent, though.

Thanks for approving of him going murderous, however. ]

How long?

[ ... ]

If you think it will ever be a problem, you could always try to subdue me. Permanently.

[remainsilent]

[ While the Trailblazer creed is to help others, Dan Heng himself have his own limits. Being taken at such a crucial time and leaving Caelus behind in that world without someone to watch his back is... there will be no clemency from him ]

I do not intend to go back on my word.

[ If Blade even remembers that. ]

I will however fight you if it becomes a problem. [ Blade can have his favorite punching bag, but he will not kill him. ]

[baebladie]

[ No clemency! No clemency! ]

...Your word. How long can you commit?

We are no longer in a familiar space...far away from home, surrounded by strangers.

[ But, Blade himself is a stranger to Dan Heng as well. In some senses - a familiar face with a background obscured by a past he no longer fully grasps. Though indeed the question is if the Blade in front of him remembers the word Dan Heng gave...? ]

In the end, you might not be able to keep it. We'll see if you can manage.