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Nathanael Nevermore Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 8:48 am
 This was ground zero. The shell of the Church of the Saints is all that remains of it, and in the center of it, a cavernous hole has opened up, exposing to the light of day the intricate and ancient levels that lie beneath. There are dungeons, hot spring pools, tremendous stone statues, and a crack at the very bottom which seems to lead somewhere deeper. Some think these were worshiping places for cults of the Ancients in ages past. They are not maintained now. It takes all of the efforts of the last remaining church sister, Sister Sarai, to keep it from caving in. In spite of her vigilance, the place is easy prey for vandals and kids looking for a spooky place to sneak around.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 3:15 pm
Ai stood a good distance away from the site of the church. Round green eys flitted back and forth, shielded from the evening sun by her dusty hand. At her feet was Kyrn, and the dark brown and dull grey colored puppy sat down while waiting for Ai to continue forward.
For Ai wasn't sure why she had even visited the site where the church had once stood whole. Even though the church building itself had been aesthetically appealing to her eyes, the site's tie to a religion that kept her tense easily placed the church as last on her list of places to freely visit. And with the destruction of Crosshaven, she found herself surprised that after a year of living on the outskirts of the ruined city, she had wound up at this church.
She had been here before though; she had actually began her journey into Crosshaven here. Her memory flitted to an older man, a priest, that spoke softly and wore glasses. She had somehow forgotten his name, but she remembered his face easily for she had sketched him into her sketchbook. He had been friendly, kind, and had taken her into the church without a second thought. She fingered a page from her sketchbook, but did not glance at it.
Perhaps he survived that nightmare upon which broke Crosshaven into a mess of rubble, lost lives and gapping holes, a city now devoid of the calm and prosperity that made Crosshaven so much her home. Most likely though, the man had been lost in that chaos and this place was a little more than a shell of what could have been holy.
With another glance to the building that stood before her, Ai began to make her way to the building, with Kyrn following at her side. Ai was determined to at least see what had changed from that one night she spent here so long ago, and, unlike when she first went into the building where there had been no shadows in her eye's perception; she found shadows now littered all about the site.
"To a new beginning, from the beginning," Ai found herself murmurring, totally unaware of how acurate that statement was. For this was the site, unknown to her, that the destruction had leapt upon first.
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Posted: Tue Mar 04, 2008 5:26 pm
Without a roof to keep the main cathedral safe from the elements, this part of the church has become something of a prayer garden. She has planted a few rows of flowers in places where the ground is exposed, and there is no one place in the ruins of the entire church campus where the flickering light of candles cannot be seen.
There is something of a shrine at the center, where the altar used to be, blinking with light from a hundred candles, wafting with the scent of simmering incense. It is a memorial shrine to all that was lost a year ago. There is a list of names, of the lost, those who still remain missing. On it are two names very dear to her, among many others: Father Domenic, Brother Cameron, missing and presumed dead.
She kneels before this monument tonight, lighting candles and praying that her thoughts of peace will fly to them, wherever they are, whether they are with God or still in the living world somewhere.
She sits back on her heels and gathers her shawl around her shoulders. In a great irony, it is she, the one whose job it is to comfort this city, who needs comfort tonight.
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Posted: Wed Mar 05, 2008 4:29 pm
Ai felt her head c**k to the side, and the puppy at her feet mimicked her in the gesture. With a shake of her head, noting that Kyrn had copied her once more, she crossed the threshold in front of the church. Her steps were loud as they crunched on top of the ruined road, and Ai wondered if the noise could be heard from all the places held in this site.
She took a glance into the insides of the church; hands resting against the jutted outline of a mostly intact doorway. "Someone spent their time with those candles," Ai whispered, still hesitating at the very entrance. The candles, more than she could count at the moment, rested neatly atop the little stand in center, and their dancing light flitted throughout the area. Knowing that there was no roof, for it had been obvious from the outside, she gazed at the sky darkened by evening and quite a few clouds. "It'd be a pity if it rained, those candles would most likely go out."
Kyrn, while Ai held a staring contest with the sky, skittered over the floor, past one small patch of flowers and towards the kneeling shape. "Bark *whine* bark," Kyrn managed to speak through her clamberings; the small yips softly echoed about the air, right alongside the patter of doggie-nails on stone.
Ai glanced at Kyrn with an amused gaze and just as she was about to hush the puppy, spotted the lady in front of the collection of candles. She closed her lips at the sudden realization of anothers presence as her eyes widened slightly in surprise over missing the figure before. It only took a second for Ai to regain her wits though, and she took a few steps further into the room, now watching and waiting.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 5:26 am
She finishes her prayer for the missing for this evening, and stands, turning towards the sound of clicking doggie nails. She smiles, and as weak as she feels, it is an honest smile. She is always glad to see new faces. She is about to turn back to what she is doing--there are always so many things to do here--but something about this girl catches her eye. She knows she has seen her before, she just isn't sure where.
Well, she certainly doesn't want to disrupt the lady's evening of reflection, at least not with pestering questions, so she leaves her in peace for the present.
She draws a circle in lit candles around a few photographs, pictures of her brothers. When she has finished that task, she pours and sets down a bowl of water for the visiting dog, and smiles again at the young woman.
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2008 3:17 pm
Ai stood still, quietly watching, as she tried to determine whether or not she should speak up. With her lips still a straight line across her face, even as the woman before her smiled; Ai felt her head c**k to the left. She let her eyes flicker from the woman to Kyrn, and smiled as the puppy eagerly lapped up the water laid down for her.
With another c**k of her head, this time to the right, Ai found herself speaking. "Were you...are you, from this church?" Ai's gaze landed on the photographs, and although at her distance she couldn't make out who they contained; she could guess what the gesture for them means. "Are you...the only one...left from here?" The words were hesitant, and it was obvious Ai was uncomfortable as she absently rubbed her right arm with her left hand.
Kyrn looked up from the bowl at Ai's voice, and just like Ai, cocked her furry little head. Kyrn began to wag her tail, seemingly glancing at the two humans before her, and rolled an impressive *whine* off of her tongue while Ai waited for a response.
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Posted: Fri Mar 14, 2008 2:20 am
That smile fades in somber silence.
She stops, and gathers her answer. "None of the others remain. They are all among the rolls of the missing or the dead. I am the last to hold on to a tradition that has been handed down since ancient times. This church, its care, and its protection.
When I was a little girl, this church peacefully defended the people of the city from dark spirits, and those Gifted who tried to use their powers to dominate and destroy others. We offered protection to all. Sanctuary.
Now I seem to be unable even to protect the building itself."
She looks down at her hands.
"But I have faith, still. And hope. I don't know what to hope for anymore, but I still have hope....
What brings you here, my dear?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 10:49 pm
Ai cringed slightly, the gesture visible only by her eyes, as she blatantly realized that such a topic would obviously be painful. After hesitating for a moment, she scrunched her nose as she tried to determine an answer.
"I came, because I came." It's just as slow as Ai's questions, and that shows just how little interaction she's had with other people since the incident. "Maybe, I came...because, my fates, guided...back again." A soft bob of her head causes some hair to fall into her face as her nose scrunches even more.
"And...you hope, to live?" She tugged on the piece of hair and pulled it behind her ear, eyes focused on Kyrn rather than the woman. "No one lives...without hope." Those last words, Ai wasn't sure whether they were right or not, but it was the only thing she could think of. So she stared at the candles still going behind the woman for a time, before finally looking at the woman.
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 3:03 am
She nods. "Those are wise words. Believe in them, if you don't already."
"I believe the fates are tugging me in the direction of the kitchen, to share bread and tea with you, if you crave nourishment. And the fates, this morning, bade me to fix up one of the rooms that still has four walls. Maybe, though I didn't know it at the time, it was for you to rest the night.
After a long and quiet moment, she says, "Did you know any of my brethren? I believe--no, I know--that they would want us to forge ahead. I just feel sometimes that the dead are the lucky ones, safe in their eternity. We are the ones who have to keep walking this road without them."
She pauses just then. "I don't know why you felt guided here, but whatever the reason, I hope you find out. You have a purpose in life, dear. Each of us do. We don't always know what it is, but we all do."
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Posted: Fri Mar 28, 2008 3:41 pm
It was small, but a guarded smile had spread across Ai's lips. She gently nodded her head, an acknowledgement of accompanying the woman to the kitchen. It wouldn't be so bad, Ai found herself thinking, to have this company tonight.
At the mention of knowing one of the others from the church, Ai found herself nodding. "I'm not sure of his name. He was...older, and had glasses." A pause in her words followed, before she added, "and was kind...very kind."
She finds her head bobbing slighlty, as she quietly agreed with the woman's words. A thought slithered into her head, with the realization of a lack of information, and Ai found herself speaking once more. "My na...ah, I'm Ai. You are?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 1:07 pm
What is this place? RJ felt hismelf come to all at once, he found that the memories of the last few days of his won world rushed back to him, it was with waves of sickening guilt that he remembered his terrible betrayal and how his world had been mercilessly annihalated. Beginning to get up, in full paladin's armor, was not easily done. But done it was all the same. It was at this moment that he finally looked at his surroundings, he could see that he was in an area much like a dungeon, it was deep, he sensed just as with the keep he had just escaped from, that there was more here, things deeper than this room, indeed, he could smell the fresh air comign from the outside, with this thought in mind he began to follow the line of the dungeons torward the stairs that moved upwards. His sword and armor clanked loudly but he couldn't bring himself to care.
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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2008 7:13 pm
Ai jerked a little as a loud clattering sound basically echoed all about the ruined church. Part of her mind returned to the hellish day that everything was torn apart or engulfed by earth; while the other part informed her that it was more like metal clanking against metal rather than the rendering into piles of rubble buildings and pavement alike.
Kyrn has tensed too, ears pert and the head raised to the air, attempting to sniff out the noisemaker. A babyish growl formed in Kyrn's throat, more laughable than threatening. The squeak at the end of the growl could only be considered cute.
"Shh!" Ai whispered harshly, a downward jabbing motion at the air to hush up her puppy, hoping that she could find a hiding place in the now intimidating ruins before whatever making the racket found her. She quickly creeped forward, passing the lady she had been conversing with while making a motion for her to follow. "I hope she comes..." Ai found herself thinking, "Kyrn, come hurry."
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