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| Action Id: 2405 | Crisis: | Participants: Rinel | |
| Status: Resolved | Submitted: June 23, 2018, 12:19 a.m. | Public: True | GM: Pax |
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Action by Rinel
Rinel is afraid. Very, very afraid. She'd take solace in the Great Archive of Vellichor, but the scholar has recently learned an uncomfortable truth about the nature of the Labyrinth upon which said Archive rests.
In "uncomfortable," dear readers, one should perceive "terrifying."
But Mistress Tern is made of Oathlands steel and honour, as well as an inquisitive scholar's pluck. So she will be approaching the problem (very) carefully. And this is the problem--Rinel has been granted, presumably by grace of the God of History, access to her own personal section devoted to theology. Said section resides within the Labyrinth. Said Labyrinth is home to, or is, (or, depending on one's esoteric metaphysics, perhaps /both/) none other than Azazel, Eater of Stories (and plucky Oathlands scholars who delve his depths). Rinel wishes to access her archive. Rinel very strongly wishes not to get eaten.
And so Mistress Tern will not be entering said Labyrinth for the forseeable future, thank you very much. She will, however, be /monitoring/ it. By meditating at (a not insignificant, yet still visible) distance from its entrance. Perhaps waiting and watching will reveal a way to navigate it safely--at least to her section.
Rinel intends to meditate before the Labyrinth's entrance for three hours a day--one for each tetrad--for thirteen days.
Result
Rinel sits vigil at the entrance to the Labyrinth, watching and waiting. And something seems different to her. Where normally she might feel a sense of menace -- a sense of waiting, watchful hunger -- now she feels a /presence/, but the sense of active malice is gone.
It takes to the seventh day before she realizes the feeling of malice isn't actually entirely /gone/, merely... distant. Waiting.
On the ninth day, she begins to think she can sense a restlessness, an anger, as if something were trapped. Unable to move. Unable to get free.
On the eleventh day, it finally strikes her that it feels like she's sitting in the cave of some immense beast while it sleeps -- and doesn't sleep deeply, at that. Could it be that the Maw of the Labyrinth's attention has somehow been forced elsewhere? Into dreams, perhaps -- or maybe nightmares? How does that even work? What could have caused that?
/Who/ could have caused that?
And that, of course, raises other questions: if the creature of the Maw is asleep, does that mean the Labyrinth is safe for the moment? And if it /is/ safe... for how long?