03-07-2021, 11:29 AM
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Some part of her feels a twisted sense of relief when the fairies explain that the monsters cannot be killed. It’s wrong of her, she knows. But it makes her feel like less of a failure when she had attempted to dispatch of one of the creatures and failed so miserably. But the relief is followed quickly by guilt when she truly understands what the creatures are. Is it weird that in some way she feels sorry for them? She wonders what had to have happened to them for them to have twisted into something so broken and so violent that they become <i>this</i>. And if someone had told her a few weeks ago that she’d been standing here, at the base of the mountain, feeling sorry for the monsters that were wreaking havoc on Beqanna she would have literally slapped them with her tail. But here we are.
She doesn’t linger on this train of thought too long – she knows that the pain and suffering of these broken souls is likely far beyond her comprehension. (Let’s be honest, most everything about the monsters is pretty much beyond her comprehension but don’t you dare tell Mazikeen that.) Even if they are broken and they’re reacting out of fear, it doesn’t justify the violence they’ve brought down upon Beqanna. That’s just fact. No matter how broken and terrible you feel, it doesn’t justify violence and chaos. Which still didn’t change the fact that moments before she had wanted nothing more than to be strong enough to destroy the monsters. Now, she wants to be strong enough to release them. But the endgame is the same – free Beqanna of their toxic influence. And get the sun back, too.
She takes a moment to consider the options presented by the fairies. Sabal had no issue with sacrificing herself for the good of the group – using herself as a distraction in order for the rescue to succeed. However, if the others had been taken to the Afterlife and were as important as the fairies said they were, it was more than likely there would be trials there as well. And if their magic was essential to restoring the light and purging Beqanna of the monsters... Sabal knew what she had to do. She knew where she had to go. Even if the idea of going to the Afterlife was <i>absolutely</i> as daunting as it sounded.
<b>“If we need them to return the light, I will help you bring them back,”</b> she says, having decided to join the rescue party. She took a few steps toward the fairy who indicated they would lead the rescue, and those who had already announced their intention to join the attempt. However, her gaze was drawn to those who had joined the other party. Those who had chosen to distract the monsters. Sabal says nothing, but she dips her head to those who have chosen sacrifice hoping that together all that have come will be able to restore the light.
But she feels she has to do this – has to try to help. For Hyaline. For her friends. For the family she has chosen and has chosen her in return.
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Some part of her feels a twisted sense of relief when the fairies explain that the monsters cannot be killed. It’s wrong of her, she knows. But it makes her feel like less of a failure when she had attempted to dispatch of one of the creatures and failed so miserably. But the relief is followed quickly by guilt when she truly understands what the creatures are. Is it weird that in some way she feels sorry for them? She wonders what had to have happened to them for them to have twisted into something so broken and so violent that they become <i>this</i>. And if someone had told her a few weeks ago that she’d been standing here, at the base of the mountain, feeling sorry for the monsters that were wreaking havoc on Beqanna she would have literally slapped them with her tail. But here we are.
She doesn’t linger on this train of thought too long – she knows that the pain and suffering of these broken souls is likely far beyond her comprehension. (Let’s be honest, most everything about the monsters is pretty much beyond her comprehension but don’t you dare tell Mazikeen that.) Even if they are broken and they’re reacting out of fear, it doesn’t justify the violence they’ve brought down upon Beqanna. That’s just fact. No matter how broken and terrible you feel, it doesn’t justify violence and chaos. Which still didn’t change the fact that moments before she had wanted nothing more than to be strong enough to destroy the monsters. Now, she wants to be strong enough to release them. But the endgame is the same – free Beqanna of their toxic influence. And get the sun back, too.
She takes a moment to consider the options presented by the fairies. Sabal had no issue with sacrificing herself for the good of the group – using herself as a distraction in order for the rescue to succeed. However, if the others had been taken to the Afterlife and were as important as the fairies said they were, it was more than likely there would be trials there as well. And if their magic was essential to restoring the light and purging Beqanna of the monsters... Sabal knew what she had to do. She knew where she had to go. Even if the idea of going to the Afterlife was <i>absolutely</i> as daunting as it sounded.
<b>“If we need them to return the light, I will help you bring them back,”</b> she says, having decided to join the rescue party. She took a few steps toward the fairy who indicated they would lead the rescue, and those who had already announced their intention to join the attempt. However, her gaze was drawn to those who had joined the other party. Those who had chosen to distract the monsters. Sabal says nothing, but she dips her head to those who have chosen sacrifice hoping that together all that have come will be able to restore the light.
But she feels she has to do this – has to try to help. For Hyaline. For her friends. For the family she has chosen and has chosen her in return.
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