baileysummers

I hurt, I hurt and I burned and Bailey had been pulled there. And I had used the relic to send them there and I was going to play heroine but it went sideways with the Trolls and then the rest happened as the damned Cytorakkians started up with Megan and her bitch creature from the Lifestream.

Yes my main targets, Bailey was a bonus, Lyr fucked it us by rallying people.

But I tried to kill the eternal thing.

It’s a wonder they don’t recognize he’s a bard but the kind on the battlefield like a Skald… storyteller, tavern speaker, standard bearer.

If he was alive in the Army of light he’d be one of those with the flags.

Add in the two channeler metas.

And the mages and guardians.

Worse was jumping back to the new Bailey… awake, aware, with her but not but it’s enough that they’re friends and I missed the battle with aliens?

Tarlok hit us? How?

I couldn’t get more info than anyone else who’s a guest and the rumours of it being Bailey and the Memphis people’s enemies.

No this was something different.

Even without opening myself to being felt or potentially felt I could feel tech magic and taint and something else Eternal but…

I leave.

I don’t sign out as a guest but out on the away list and have it as errands. And I do go out and do some visible busy work before getting foraging gear from the Kingsrangers and end my daylight hours looking for herbs and with my training I know if they’re close.

And I create a spiderhole out in the middle of nowhere by summoning an earth spirit to make the cave. I built a transport pattern there.

Then go back.

Once I’m accounted for in my quarters I set my alarms and answer safeguards, put up my magical works do not disturb. Set some actual brews to start and then jump to my pattern.

Out of palace range and patrols I jump to Ashendar’s City Sanctum.

Oh yes, he built a city he and some minions he poached from others as the Forsaken tended to use up minions and betray them once done. That whole killing the subcontractors thing. Ashendar collected the discarded. Rebuilt lives and powers.

Dark sided to be sure, but such is life.

Our creatures move out of my way, most get back to work and I head inside where they cannot go.

They are behind the barrier.

Kill a Forsaken and they return to their Old one behind the barrier. It’s even stronger now but I am in his sanctuary, and I have his blood running through me.

I use the blood amber he made.

Fire up the power circles and….use the summons as a commune to…

~Father…I concede, I need your counsel. I thought that I could steal a march and learn things that would make me able to unbind him, but things have changed and there are powers at play I don’t understand.~

He’s not asleep, none of the truly strong Forsaken souls are, the real failures are digested in their dreams or remade in their chaos and trapped in there.

Accepting my failure is submission and I do and in our link he starts teaching me training, me fusing with me as he re-kanjis my code to pull his and it’s revelation after revelation as he tears me down, looks at all of the things in my life but things around me and I start to see the moves and plays holes filled in by his lore as I start understanding what the other powers can do and cast.

Ashendar.

Kyu looking…looking but in truth he is half high elven and half Valrukar or Dragon keeper. Not like Deathserpent but they are the Chaos touched elves that were descended from the same species as The Druid and Crone.

A sort of distant cousin to Everlasting.

Once masters of the Oni race.

When he’s inside I see things, feel everything change as he…agrees with Gwen Summerhall and he even mentally referred to her as the Starmother.

I can never get him back.

I can never go back, and certain beings only exist as that version of themselves once.

I rage.

I rage and blinding white hot super nova and point singularity burn it all and go full Imperium Keth over it.

And Mourning more, and having a nervous breakdown until I feel him inside my spark again, inside my soul and I just let him until it goes numb and blank.

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Her encounters with things she wasn’t prepared for broke my “Daughter” and she had shown me so much of the other side that it was easy enough to commune, then teach her and as I did I “hacked” her mind and while I couldn’t leave, leave the barrier I instead integrated into her mind.

Growing inside of her on this side all by her own power and hand.

So when she broke we stayed put in Thornhome in the TDC function and what started as me was what put her mind, our mind back together but I’m more me than her.

Though my daughter has so many things going for her that she seems to have missed out on as much as her mother Kachina did.

Yes He’s still in there, my caster, I’m more like a clone he wrote into his child.

But I’m very much still me him in a lot of ways.

The Sylvan’s in this reality haven’t cleaned out The Darklands or even the Hammer and she’s taken advantage of this by re-opening resources such as this.

Thornhome is a secret base, a lost lordship of land with old overgrown roses that are green magic touched and ages old large enough to be trees and hedges and other presentations and orchards as well as old vineyards.

I stole it from Bane.

It’s old and barely touched now, but below it’s a kobold crafted series of tunnels and caves and mines that leads down to a small underground township…well dark race supplied war base of anti-crown forces.

She gathered forces to work and train here, a start but as I look through her notes it was more to infiltrate other forsaken and dark forces more than her having an attack unit.

It’ll do.

There’s a lot to do and to learn.

Summerhall…Something had her spooked.