Deathwarden Ianthe Tridentaruis (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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The challenge has already been issued, and it was not just for you. He and I have our own matters to settle.
But do not worry, Lia. He has not the courage to face me. Yellow blood will not be spilled. I will not hunt him. After the time chosen has passed, he will be nothing to me.
But do not worry, Lia. He has not the courage to face me. Yellow blood will not be spilled. I will not hunt him. After the time chosen has passed, he will be nothing to me.
At your convenience, I'd like to talk about Gilia.
I've been wondering, does her highness still resurrect you if you did the deed yourself? Or is it spitting on her generosity? Like the whole suicides go to hell thing.
Edited (I totally know what month it is) 2024-02-14 14:46 (UTC)
[Hello Murphy. Glad to hear from you. Kind of missed you. I don't have a cookie on hand to give you in comfort. I'm not the person to convince you not to kill yourself. I've chased my own death for a decade now, one way or another.]
I know for a fact that she does. Is that what you want?
I know for a fact that she does. Is that what you want?
I could use a break from this damn book. What's up, babe?
That's good to hear. You really going to make me ask what?
[ Everyday, without fail, though sometimes in the morning, sometimes by evening, there is a new flower planted on the path leading to Ianthe's house. Starting a little way from her door, leading up to it by a few feet.
Wildflowers, mostly, things she found as she walked her paths too and from town, each one tended too carefully as they were added. A few herbs of useful purpose between it. Clouds of darling little white petals, broader strokes of pinks and orange blooms, the stray blue fan of colour. But most of all, anything she could find that was purple to fill it all.
No note is left, no etchings, sure that Ianthe would know her work. But yet there was, a steadily illuminated catelogue of flowers to brighten her coming and going of a day. ]
Wildflowers, mostly, things she found as she walked her paths too and from town, each one tended too carefully as they were added. A few herbs of useful purpose between it. Clouds of darling little white petals, broader strokes of pinks and orange blooms, the stray blue fan of colour. But most of all, anything she could find that was purple to fill it all.
No note is left, no etchings, sure that Ianthe would know her work. But yet there was, a steadily illuminated catelogue of flowers to brighten her coming and going of a day. ]
Uh, hey
i know you work with dead people
and i'm bad at customer service
seemed fair to ask if you had any odd jobs
i know you work with dead people
and i'm bad at customer service
seemed fair to ask if you had any odd jobs
I am the Deathwarden, yes. Are you interested in something long-term or temporary?
Finally breathing fresh air. We've surfaced.
I generally don't contact anyone about a body save for their immediate family, primary point of contact, or if I know someone is on the lookout for a specific person to end up in my care. Assuming the body can be identified.
Are you looking for someone in particular?
Are you looking for someone in particular?
I did a dumb thing.
OK several but like a really dumb one.
OK several but like a really dumb one.
cw: risky sexual sadism/masochism and of course cannibalism
dead_tongue
- 2024-04-15 00:06 (UTC) - Expandjohn's gone. ( that's it, no fanfare. he doesn't know if anyone's told her, or if she already knows, if she maybe knew before all of them, but that's not why he's here: ) he warded our property using my blood. can you do that shit, too?
[It was hard to say when Ianthe went from thinking John was just ignoring her again (an on and off thing since her lyctorhood) to having disappeared, but no one had confirmed anything to her until now. She had a lot of feelings on the matter, but kept them to herself.]
Obviously. I ward my own residence.
Obviously. I ward my own residence.
[Wow, somebody that wasn't either of her girls actually caring about how she felt and checking up on her? This shouldn't make her tear up and yet there Ianthe was, sitting at her kitchen table, wiping at her eyes.
It took her a few minutes to respond, to compose herself.]
Thank you, Robin. That would be nice, though I'm not great company. Fair warning.
It took her a few minutes to respond, to compose herself.]
Thank you, Robin. That would be nice, though I'm not great company. Fair warning.
[ The usual gentleness in her voice is strained, now. Like she hates that she has to do this, hates having to trouble someone else with it. ]
Ianthe? I need help. If you'll have me.
[ Weaker with embarrassment, ]
I'm starting to change.
Ianthe? I need help. If you'll have me.
[ Weaker with embarrassment, ]
I'm starting to change.
Always, Robin. Whether you need help or not. I'd prefer the privacy and safety of my house if you can make it here. If not, I will come to you.
cw: vague genderfluidity, ref to body modification
princess_of_ida
- 2024-05-12 19:12 (UTC) - Expandwhoops I wrote a novel length tag but at least it's ic to do so LMFAO
serpentigena
2024-05-15 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ ooc: from here, so as not to clog the post with a locked thread. ]
Which was also a stupid move that clearly did do some damage to the general reputation of void-touched overall. [ That can't be denied. ]
And, yeah, we might have gotten any info sooner had that not happened.
[ There may be no way to say for sure on that one or not. What was done was done. ]
But, it clearly wasn't an action taken that was agreed upon by all void-touched, so if she's withholding that information that might help everyone — herself and Rubeans included — based on the actions of one, still sounds like she has the bigger trust issues here than some of us do. [ Which is saying something. ] Thus leading to more people not willing to trust her immediately because they don't know if or when she'll turn on them too if one person decides to go be a dumbass.
[ exhibit A of those 'more people': him. ]
But, yeah, sure, there's definitely valid concern that if she talks about her enemies and what they're like, people here who don't like her at all could easily learn strengths and weaknesses on both sides and then use them against her. But at the end of the day, the void-touched didn't decide to be here, so it's not really on us to be the ones to work harder in proving we're worth being trusted. Not to say we shouldn't try at all, but ninety percent of the work isn't ours to do; to lead, she should convince us.
To go on a little bit of a tangent, I could have saved myself so many god damn headaches opting for leading with a little more willingness to offer a second chance instead of removing people for an infraction. [ Even though Cheryl had left her obvious calling card of a lipstick kiss print on a painting while she and Toni were stealing shit in Hiram Lodge's place, kicking her and Toni out of the Serpents for tying the rest of them to it with the obvious evidence, it did wind up splintering the group. So. Not the best move for keeping cohesion. ]
But back to her and here, attempted murder isn't exactly minor, but again, if that one action means all of us need to be looked at like we all had a hand in it by just existing as outsiders, that sounds like a her problem. I wouldn't support anyone's attempt on her life, nor would I try myself, so I'm not even implying I agree with that either — and yeah, she probably shouldn't trust the one who tried it on her or his closest allies even — I sure as hell wouldn't if I were in her place — so it's more .. I'd rather that not be taken out on the rest of us. Hence the resentment coming through.
[ So, no, he's not completely disagreeing with Ianthe here. She makes a valid point too. ]
Which was also a stupid move that clearly did do some damage to the general reputation of void-touched overall. [ That can't be denied. ]
And, yeah, we might have gotten any info sooner had that not happened.
[ There may be no way to say for sure on that one or not. What was done was done. ]
But, it clearly wasn't an action taken that was agreed upon by all void-touched, so if she's withholding that information that might help everyone — herself and Rubeans included — based on the actions of one, still sounds like she has the bigger trust issues here than some of us do. [ Which is saying something. ] Thus leading to more people not willing to trust her immediately because they don't know if or when she'll turn on them too if one person decides to go be a dumbass.
[ exhibit A of those 'more people': him. ]
But, yeah, sure, there's definitely valid concern that if she talks about her enemies and what they're like, people here who don't like her at all could easily learn strengths and weaknesses on both sides and then use them against her. But at the end of the day, the void-touched didn't decide to be here, so it's not really on us to be the ones to work harder in proving we're worth being trusted. Not to say we shouldn't try at all, but ninety percent of the work isn't ours to do; to lead, she should convince us.
To go on a little bit of a tangent, I could have saved myself so many god damn headaches opting for leading with a little more willingness to offer a second chance instead of removing people for an infraction. [ Even though Cheryl had left her obvious calling card of a lipstick kiss print on a painting while she and Toni were stealing shit in Hiram Lodge's place, kicking her and Toni out of the Serpents for tying the rest of them to it with the obvious evidence, it did wind up splintering the group. So. Not the best move for keeping cohesion. ]
But back to her and here, attempted murder isn't exactly minor, but again, if that one action means all of us need to be looked at like we all had a hand in it by just existing as outsiders, that sounds like a her problem. I wouldn't support anyone's attempt on her life, nor would I try myself, so I'm not even implying I agree with that either — and yeah, she probably shouldn't trust the one who tried it on her or his closest allies even — I sure as hell wouldn't if I were in her place — so it's more .. I'd rather that not be taken out on the rest of us. Hence the resentment coming through.
[ So, no, he's not completely disagreeing with Ianthe here. She makes a valid point too. ]
I have too much to relay by voice.
[And she switched to text, letting her thoughts flow.]
Zlatka didn't decide to be here either. She's just been here a long time and is a very powerful person. She has often extended a hand to us in an attempt to answer questions, to forge alliances, and just as often has a good portion of the void-touched spit on that hand. I can see why relations have become as strained as they are.
She requested that we venture into the Void to find part of her power that was taken from her when she first arrived. It's known as the All-Sight. She admitted that none of the Rubeans had the ability or mettle to even try, but we demonstrated that there was a chance we might succeed. Yes, she didn't go herself because the Void is really dangerous and if she died, there would be no one to being anyone back. She believed that with her All-Sight, that she might be able to see beyond the Void and find a path out of here. She made no guarantees.
A lot of went in. It was horrible. Some died. The All-Sight was recovered and brought back. We agreed to go get it for her, yet once we had it, there was a huge discussion about whether we should return it to her or keep it for ourselves. The end result was that a couple people took the All-Sight and negotiated its return to her. This is why we all can understand Rubean, by the way.
After regaining her All-Sight, she was able to push the Void back further from the village. That's where the jungle and mountains comes from. More area uncovered, but no way out found yet. She did find that her heart - another piece of power that had been lost when she arrived - was somewhere but unable to pinpoint it. Again, she asked us for help finding and retrieving it for her. She helped us figure out ways to find it, revealing information we didn't previous have about her powers.
What happened next? She was poisoned. The Void closed in and turned everything into the horror show it was. We find her heart and again someone decides to hold it hostage and someone used magic to bar her heart from entering the village at all. I don't blame her for losing her temper and punishing them.
Zlatka was well within her rights after all that to slam her gates shut and never interact with us again. Instead, she continues to resurrect us without fail. She accepted the invitation to attend the tournament. She allowed any of us to approach her for conversation. And when asked about her enemies, she admitted they existed. I think she's done a lot of work to try to develop a positive rapport with us, but we have to choose to take that hand.
Some of us have. Some of us haven't. Perhaps we should ask more questions, show curiosity, while at least attempting to be respectful of her position. She has a lot of patience, but it's been worn thin. She has been trying, for months, and yes, I do believe we are a resource she wants to direct toward her benefit, but more gets done, more information gleamed, by working within the system instead of yelling from the outskirts.
I don't trust her, Jughead, but I do trust that she will do what benefits her the most. And that is something that can be worked with.
[And she switched to text, letting her thoughts flow.]
Zlatka didn't decide to be here either. She's just been here a long time and is a very powerful person. She has often extended a hand to us in an attempt to answer questions, to forge alliances, and just as often has a good portion of the void-touched spit on that hand. I can see why relations have become as strained as they are.
She requested that we venture into the Void to find part of her power that was taken from her when she first arrived. It's known as the All-Sight. She admitted that none of the Rubeans had the ability or mettle to even try, but we demonstrated that there was a chance we might succeed. Yes, she didn't go herself because the Void is really dangerous and if she died, there would be no one to being anyone back. She believed that with her All-Sight, that she might be able to see beyond the Void and find a path out of here. She made no guarantees.
A lot of went in. It was horrible. Some died. The All-Sight was recovered and brought back. We agreed to go get it for her, yet once we had it, there was a huge discussion about whether we should return it to her or keep it for ourselves. The end result was that a couple people took the All-Sight and negotiated its return to her. This is why we all can understand Rubean, by the way.
After regaining her All-Sight, she was able to push the Void back further from the village. That's where the jungle and mountains comes from. More area uncovered, but no way out found yet. She did find that her heart - another piece of power that had been lost when she arrived - was somewhere but unable to pinpoint it. Again, she asked us for help finding and retrieving it for her. She helped us figure out ways to find it, revealing information we didn't previous have about her powers.
What happened next? She was poisoned. The Void closed in and turned everything into the horror show it was. We find her heart and again someone decides to hold it hostage and someone used magic to bar her heart from entering the village at all. I don't blame her for losing her temper and punishing them.
Zlatka was well within her rights after all that to slam her gates shut and never interact with us again. Instead, she continues to resurrect us without fail. She accepted the invitation to attend the tournament. She allowed any of us to approach her for conversation. And when asked about her enemies, she admitted they existed. I think she's done a lot of work to try to develop a positive rapport with us, but we have to choose to take that hand.
Some of us have. Some of us haven't. Perhaps we should ask more questions, show curiosity, while at least attempting to be respectful of her position. She has a lot of patience, but it's been worn thin. She has been trying, for months, and yes, I do believe we are a resource she wants to direct toward her benefit, but more gets done, more information gleamed, by working within the system instead of yelling from the outskirts.
I don't trust her, Jughead, but I do trust that she will do what benefits her the most. And that is something that can be worked with.
Edited 2024-05-15 04:08 (UTC)
[It was only a matter of time. Ianthe considered responding via text. Had it been anyone other than the ones she loved, she would have. But it was Junpei.]
No one deserved it. Not even you.
[She sounded tired. Quiet. There was no fight in her voice. Why fight the accusations.]
Iggy once said that if someone had to die, he'd rather it be him. That's why I chose him. A sacrifice had to be made.
No one deserved it. Not even you.
[She sounded tired. Quiet. There was no fight in her voice. Why fight the accusations.]
Iggy once said that if someone had to die, he'd rather it be him. That's why I chose him. A sacrifice had to be made.
[On one hand, it was good to know who had her name. On the other Ningguang killed her would be really hot.]
And what if I want you to hunt me? Pursue me. Make my blood heat with the thrill of your chase, of the inevitability of you sinking your talons into my flesh.
And what if I want you to hunt me? Pursue me. Make my blood heat with the thrill of your chase, of the inevitability of you sinking your talons into my flesh.
That depends on your definition of death. Why do you ask?
Still protected by the Sea-Father. He's still being a dick to me. I wish he'd at least let me check on her wounds.
I don't know when she'll wake up.
I don't know when she'll wake up.
[Why indeed?]
I didn't want to overwhelm you. [Not a lie.] You've been gone for so long, I knew Sweeney and Gala were probably there and that's a small room. Sweeney died. I figured he needed you, and I could wait until you returned home. [Also not a lie.]
I didn't want to make Junpei uncomfortable with my presence. I didn't want to come just to be cast away.
I didn't want to overwhelm you. [Not a lie.] You've been gone for so long, I knew Sweeney and Gala were probably there and that's a small room. Sweeney died. I figured he needed you, and I could wait until you returned home. [Also not a lie.]
I didn't want to make Junpei uncomfortable with my presence. I didn't want to come just to be cast away.
[ After the townwide murder party month, there's one person she's probably not expecting this kind of message from, but she's getting it anyway. ]
Just checking if we still have a Deathwarden or if she's on strike.
[ Ha. ]
Which is mostly my way of asking how you're doing after all that this month.
[ Because, you know, that was a lot of bodies and therefore a lot of work to keep her quite busy. That and necromancer or not, Deathwarden or not, it probably isn't so easy coming across friends or acquaintances dead even if they do usually come back here. ]
Just checking if we still have a Deathwarden or if she's on strike.
[ Ha. ]
Which is mostly my way of asking how you're doing after all that this month.
[ Because, you know, that was a lot of bodies and therefore a lot of work to keep her quite busy. That and necromancer or not, Deathwarden or not, it probably isn't so easy coming across friends or acquaintances dead even if they do usually come back here. ]
[This was a surprise. Honestly, anyone bothering to show care or concern for her right now was appreciated. As long as it lasted.]
To be fair, from a necromantic perspective, this isn't the worst month we've had. That was January. The thanergy then was too much and not pure like it is with sacrifice. All the thanergy this month was like liquid gold. If I hasn't expended so much of my own, I'd probably be high off it.
That said, it was still a trying month and there were too many unnecessary deaths. I'm mostly okay. Little monstery but that can't be helped right now.
To be fair, from a necromantic perspective, this isn't the worst month we've had. That was January. The thanergy then was too much and not pure like it is with sacrifice. All the thanergy this month was like liquid gold. If I hasn't expended so much of my own, I'd probably be high off it.
That said, it was still a trying month and there were too many unnecessary deaths. I'm mostly okay. Little monstery but that can't be helped right now.
That's proooobably a good idea. Not sure if she'll believe us, though.
[on the heels of this conversation with Stephen, and still several days out from the Duchess's banquet, Jin Guangyao reaches out to Ianthe.]
Deathwarden. May I speak with you? It is about the matter I raised with our community today.
[he's perfectly polite, and not a fraction more than is expected of him.]
Deathwarden. May I speak with you? It is about the matter I raised with our community today.
[he's perfectly polite, and not a fraction more than is expected of him.]
[She'd been listening in and keeping her thoughts to herself.]
I'm listening.
I'm listening.
More than there are stars in the universe.
Greater than the burning of a thousand suns.
Like I'm missing half of my soul, and my heart will never beat without her yet still it persists.
Greater than the burning of a thousand suns.
Like I'm missing half of my soul, and my heart will never beat without her yet still it persists.
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