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| Action Id: 2870 | Crisis: | Participants: Jeffeth | |
| Status: Resolved | Submitted: Nov. 20, 2018, 1:36 p.m. | Public: True | GM: Puffin |
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Action by Jeffeth
Jeffeth is going on a journey for memories. He's never really had a memory before of his lives before. Tickles at his mind but nothing real. But this is not for nothing. We're not going on a memory journey just to have memories, we're going on a memory journey to find something special. Jeffeth is in search of a tool, a talent, an ally. He'll be meditating and trying to find something that he had before, when he was more powerful something that could aid him now. He's aware he was an Adept. But he knows Amber has her tools, perhaps Shale had something special as well.
So Jeffeth will be meditating all over. He'll be swinging his giant hammer around and going through his meditation motions at Solace Square, at the Sovereign Bridge, at the Tower of the King's Own, at the Lodge of Petrichor, at the Hall of Heroes. Shale probably never was at Arx, but perhaps something about one of these places can trigger something.
Finally, in full armor, Jeffeth will meditate at the Nox'alfar embassy. He has requested his ally Leona try to run interference so no one at the Embassy tries to fight him, but he will do it all the same. Swinging his hammer around and fighting the air viciously as he meditates. If he gets engaged in a Folly, he will defend himself and do what he needs to do to survive. He will do this for days, until he summons something up that perhaps he can use.
Result
All across Arx, Jeffeth meditates. He practices his moving meditation, sword forms taken to high artistry. In front of the clock tower. In front of Crownguard Tower. Near the Nox'alfar Embassy. Sometimes people come to spar him, but it's not until one of the Nox'alfar joins him that something happens.
It starts innocently enough, just a man sparring one of the Nox'alfar. But as he starts to lose himself in the swordwork the pace speeds up. And speeds up. And speeds up more. And he is out of control now, responding and not thinking, trusting instinct and hoping this Nox doesn't mean to kill him. Jeffeth is sweating, but the Nox'alfar just smiles and picks up the pace again.
He knows the Nox'alfar can kill him. He knows it, and with that knowing comes something else entirely. A vision, at last.