sa-hareth | arrival (mingle log)

[groundrules]

WHO: Everyone ever + the local Sa-hareth squad.
WHEN: Arc I: Sa-Hareth arrival.
WHERE: Sa-Hareth citadel, salt mine, the old jailhouse,
WHAT: Our intrepid heroes get commandeered into the frosty unknown.
WARNINGS: the glorious undead, background House of Dew mentions, at least one person's terrible sense of humour.

Comments

[weifinder]

Oh, it's physical! It has a, hm, a spirit of its own, a kind of soul? Most blades are only metal, not a certain level of aware, like spiritual blades are.

( He chuckles, handing her back the brush. )

It's amazing, very amazing! Amazing enough that some can summon from all those different places and end up having us all here.

[pinkxeno]

What does the spirit do, anyway? [ isn't it like... a ghost blade? it totally sounds like a ghost blade!

though that last part makes her pause ] It'd have been cool if we had a saying or... you know, they didn't bring us here because some crazy undead guy wanted to kill us...

[weifinder]

Oh, uh... work with us, mostly. You can feel the spirit, and it responds to the one whose golden core it's, ah... whose core it recognises as its master.

( At that, he snorts, shaking his head. )

There's always someone who wants power and doesn't care for the cost other people pay for their benefit. We win each battle here by surviving. We win the war by finding a way home. Ready for the fight?

( He asks, coming around her side to give her a look with his brows quirked. )