Cerin decides to leave Zahara to explore on her own for a while, the childish-glee starting to wear at him. He starts to explore some of the darker passages, slipping past the more feral stalkers
The passageways in this part of Rathess are darker and less well-maintained; they've grown a thin coating of algae and fungus in the time since the city fell.
Small lizards and other, more unusual creatures run from beneath Cerin's feet as he strides through the hallway.
She finishes reading a line in her clicky Dragon-Tongue, then says "No, Cerin, I have just finished my tale." She stands, then clicks at the Dragons again -- they plunge beneath the water and swim away. "Educating the young is difficult at the best of times, but much harder when there is but one of you and hundreds of them."
<Ssithumi> "Indeed." She looks at Cerin's slow method of eating with interest. "What is it that you wish to speak to me about?"
<Ssithumi> "Ah, yes, Ymir...." She seems to get a nostalgic look in her eyes; the red glow shifts towards purple.
<Ssithumi> "When last I met you, it was three thousand years ago, and you wore that name proudly as the leader of the Shadows Resplendent, the secret police of the Deliberative. You were a gentle soul, slow to anger but quick to respond. You were a shining light even amongst the other Solars. It was... tragic what happened to you."
<Ssithumi> "I... I do not think I dare tell you now."
She gazes downward, as if ashamed.
<Ssithumi> "I think that your Circle will do many more good deeds. I do not wish to break it apart with my tales of what is long past."
<Ssithumi> "...someday, I will tell you."
<Cerin> "Since I know nothing of it, I trust in your judgement. I thank you though."
<Ssithumi> "I am not just Ssithumi. There were once one hundred spirits of the Dragon-Kings, who merged with our race's greatest champions. These olchilike were like you Exalts -- the powerful champions of our race. Alas, all the other olchilikami were slain when they came to the aid of the usurped Solars, or slowly devoured by the horrors of the new world -- now, only I am left."
<Ssithumi> "I hope so as well. I have much hope for you and your companions."
<Cerin> "I am not sure of the wisdom of this question but... I wish to ask you a question of magical lore"
<Ssithumi> "Please feel free to do so."
<Cerin> "On my travels I have encountered many things, fought with many things, and many have had weapons of the five normal materials..Orchalcum such as orders my wrist and your headdress..or jade as the dragon bloods wear, but one man I saw, the weapon, obviously a Daikliave, was made of pure red metal. Have you ever heard of such?"
<Ssithumi> "...I am afraid such a thing is a mystery to me. I know only of the four such materials."
<Ssithumi> "Orichalcum, moonsilver, jade, and starmetal -- each created to resonate with one of the four noble varieties of Exalted."
<Cerin> "...there is now a fifth I am sorry to say. The ones who use it call is Soulsteel. They ...were like us once, but twisted somehow, by sorcerries I cannot imagine"
<Ssithumi> "That is... unexpected." She seems surprised. "They have a metal of their own, you say?" She seems lost in thought for a second.
<Ssithumi> "Could it be....? Hmmmmm."
<Cerin> "I do not know much of its origins, I do not posses much lore beyond the realm of the gods and the wilderness." he looks up "Could it be what?"
<Ssithumi> "It was said to me by my elders that orichalcum was brought into the world by the resonance of the Solar Exalted with mortal metal -- their resonance with the stable element of Earth brought into existence the Essence-attuned metal which responds to the call of the chosen. Perhaps this... soulsteel you mention came into being in a similar fashion, if there are champions who wield it, as you say."
<Cerin> "I am truely sorry to place you in such a situation but things are ...complex for me at the moment"
<Ssithumi> "I believe I saw the smallest part of that, in those earlier events. Have no worry, I will assist you."
<Cerin> "Thank you Ssithumi, I am in your debt"
<Cerin> "You mentioned starmetal earlier..what do you know of the Chosen who wield it? We ecountered one some days a ago, but I have seen the likes of him only once before"
<Ssithumi> "In the previous age, the Sidereals were the viziers and advisors, the secretive and indirect warriors of the Deliberative. They were revered, much as all the Exalted were. What they have become in this age, I cannot say."
<Ssithumi> "I hope I have provided useful information to you, Chosen. May the Sun shine upon your future affairs."
<Cerin> "And upon yours and your people"
Tags: (:tags Rathess, Ssithumi, Dragon-Kings, Olchilike, Ymir, Magical Materials, Sidereals:)