The Solars prepare to depart on yet another journey of adventure and excitement.
<Zahara> "So... what IS a soulfont anyway?" Zahara asks mildly as she tucks various vials and phials into her pouches.
<BirdsOfTrinity> "Maybe it's like where souls go when they get thirsty."
<Cerin> "I'm not sure at all." Cerin packs various things into a 2ft Jade sphere
<BirdsOfTrinity> "Places. We have things to do. And people to see! Maybe also tasks to accomplish."
<Zahara> "We're going to these coordinates on the map. There is something called a Soul font there, and we need water from it."
<Markuran> "Is it guarded?"
<Zahara> "We shall see, shan't we?"
<Zahara> "Everyone ready? I'm bringing a few friends along just in case things get sticky." She opens the door to show Lucien and a couple of Blood Apes hanging out behind it.
<Cerin> "Well, lets get moving?"
ok, per + awe from everyone
<Zahara> !chardice per+awareness
<Markuran> !chardice per+awareness
As the Exalts pass through the portal, they feel an odd sense of warmth -- not hot, simply comfortable and inviting. Beyond the gate lies an elaborate world built entirely of what seem to be glowing strands of light. Soft, melodic tones seem to fill the warm air as it blows past. The Solars find themselves on a small island of light, floating (hung on the narrowest of threads) amongst millions of others, while great t
<Cerin> ns of others, while great t
while great trunks of green or blue or gold light climb upwards to infinity and vast plains and parabolas stretch out to the limits of vision.
<Zahara> "Quite. We should build a summer home here."
The lights slowly pulse and shift position, slowly changing shape and metamorphosing into new, yet more vast arrangements.
<Zahara> "The books didn't mention how beautiful it would be here."
The colors and tones shift slightly to match.
<Cerin> "I'm not sure they could, my love."
The lights do not appear to be held together by anything in particular, so one -- about the size of a large grapefruit -- lifts up easily in Birds' hand. It has almost no weight, like a feather, and it pulses with a warmness as it shifts through the spectrum of colors. It is very pleasant to hold.
The taste is much akin to its other sensations -- calm, gentle, and slowly shifting.
<BirdsOfTrinity> "Uh, it's like celery."
<Zahara> "mmm.. we should get going, no telling what sorts of creatures live here." She directs Tanty to fly toward where she thinks the font should be.
<Cerin> "Celery?" he tries one for himself...
Cerin finds a somewhat distinct taste from Birds' experience.
<Cerin> "How odd." he returns the light to where he found it
<Zahara> *fly fly fly*
From some distance away, Zahara can make out a vast structure, the only object visible which does not seem to be made of the same light filaments.
<Zahara> "That must be it." she points
The object is a vast, enormous circular crystalline fountain. Each level is a great disc, with an elaborate design carved into its edge (each distinct), through which the waters flow down to the next, larger level. At the point Cerin and Zee approach at, it is perhaps a quarter-mile wide; this particular level of the fountain has an irregular zig-zag edge that breaks the falling waters into numerous individual streams
<Markuran> "Um. What's it a font of?"
<Cerin> "It is called the soulfont."
<Markuran> "So is that water or soul?"
The water itself is not clear; instead, it seems to glow and pulse much like the lights throughout the rest of the area, though it is distinctly liquid and the others clearly have individuality to them.
<Markuran> "And would that make these glowing things souls?"
<Cerin> "Yes, it would."
<Cerin> "Zahara, could we have a look ... down there?" he points to the very base of the fountain.
<Zahara> "Certainly." she continues copying as they spiral downwards
it's some distance downwards to reach the bottom of the fountain. by the time it finishes, the largest platform is nearly a mile across. as the Solars journey downwards, they see the water start to transform -- the more levels it falls past, the more strange patterns it is split by while falling, the thicker and more tangible it seems to grow. At the bottom, finally, the water flows through the borders of the final pl
<Cerin> the final pl
borders of the final platform and, instead of falling further, seems to break off in discrete units and float away, joining the other lights that fill the air.
<BirdsOfTrinity> "Hm, interesting. It looks like the water is transformed into souls as it falls. What's it like at the top?"
Beneath the fountain, a large quantity of individual crystalline tubes seem to feed into its bottom center -- each carrying a variety of light objects of their own. These, however, do not have quite the same warm glow as the free-floating ones -- they are sharper, and rather than pulsating and changing each seems to have its own pre-determined shape, color, and tone.
<Cerin> "Lets go and see ..." he takes 3 souls.
<Zahara> "Where'd Birds go?"
<Cerin> "To look at the top.."
At the top -- some miles upwards -- the fountain eventually narrows down to a single platform, perhaps a foot across. There, as if from nowhere, a massive jet of purest water shoots up, nearly twenty feet into the air. As it falls down to every side, what seem to be the remnants of the defined souls -- pieces and fragments -- are disgorged from a ring at the top of the fountain. (...)
The water flows over them on the top level, dissolving them and granting the water its unusual glow as it begins to flow downwards.
If she watches closely, she can almost see the individual strands of Essence unwind and twine off into the water as the soul fragment is unmade.
<BirdsOfTrinity> "Zee, this is pretty interesting, you and Cerin might want to get a closer look. Is this normal water? Like, before it goes all souly?"
Soulwater splashes everywhere! Marku and Birds are both glowing in an interesting fashion now and experiencing possibly a slightly TOO personal warm, throbbing feeling.
<Markuran> "It's all souly now!"
<Zahara> I hope you didn't taint it!"
<Zahara> "too what?" Zahara asks curiously.
<Zahara> "What are you, now, a Fae, Marku?"
<Markuran> "No! When Birds tackled me I got soul-water all in my mouth and I think there was a soul in it."
Zee's toes are pleasantly tingly!
<Zahara> "We should bring some of this back and make a hot tub."
<BirdsOfTrinity> "Uh, so, I was just about to..." She pulls a pen out of her hair and sketches some diagrams, setting the ink afire with her Essence.
Marku feels a strange, warm glow begin to spread deep inside himself. It is oddly... pleasant.
it doesn't LOOK like it's glowing....
<Zahara> Don't vomit into the soulfont, please. It might disturb creation.
There does indeed appear to be a single soul sitting comfortably in Marku's belly.
<Markuran> "What's interesting?"
<Cerin> "The soul."
<Zahara> "The one he ate?"
<Markuran> "I didn't eat it!"
<Zahara> "Marku's going to have a baby!" she claps.
<BirdsOfTrinity> "...or Really Interesting indigestion..."
<Zahara> "Maybe it'll grow up to be your true love."
<Markuran> "I've already found a true love, Zahara."
<Zahara> "Hopefully it will have a Really Nice Ass."
<Zahara> "You have?"
<Zahara> "you haven't even talked to her for ages."
<Markuran> "What is it *doing*, Cerin?"
<Cerin> "It's sitting there."
<Markuran> "Stop that, Birds."
<Zahara> "You seriously need to work on your wooing, Marku." her breath smells of floooowers.
<Markuran> "How do I get rid of this thing?"
<Markuran> "I don't need some dead person hanging around my belly."
<Zahara> "It's not dead, it's reborn!"
<Zahara> "Now you'll have something to funnel all your compassion and caring into."
<Markuran> "It's not reborn yet, or I couldn't have swallowed it!"
<Markuran> "At least not without chewing."
<Zahara> "Well it's inside a human body now! You just..re..bore it."
<Markuran> "I did no such thing. Why don't we put it in YOU and let YOU rebear it?"
<Zahara> "Too late now! Besides, do you REALLY want me bearing children?"
<BirdsOfTrinity> "I'm pretty sure that Cerin's supposed to be the only one putting it in Zee, Marku dear."
<Markuran> "...we can let BIRDS have it."
<Zahara> "Yes, only Cerin's allowed." she taps her hips and there is a little metallic clink
<BirdsOfTrinity> "Uh, so, aside from Marku's...delicate condition...we're done here?"
<Zahara> "So it would seem, although I don't think i have enough to properly fill a hottub."
<BirdsOfTrinity> "I think that, if I were wiser, I would suggest that we get home before the locals decide that we're not welcome."
<BirdsOfTrinity> "We have the gates, we can always come back."
<Zahara> "True true. Let's be off then." she smiles suggesetively to Cerin. "I have some theories I need to test back home."
<Zahara> "Why so distracted, love?" she asks Cerin
<Cerin> "I'm just considering things..."
<Zahara> "Such as?"
Tags: (:tags Exaltation Checklist, Planes, Letheon, Souls :)