Long RP

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## Sheevah and Vigil

Everyone goes to sleep, save Vigil and Sheevah who stay on watch. 1:43:00. 20 minutes into the shift, Vigil plucks up the courage to ask Sheevah about her weird interactions with Vance.

Vigil: Sheevah it seems like that other dragonborn has the same kind of magic you do. It really set you on edge.

Sheevah: Lots of people use the same kind of magic I do, what’s the point.

Vigil: Who are those people?

Sheevah: Other—other people with patrons, it’s not uncommon.

Vigil: So, every patron turns scales or skin crystalline when you cast a spell?

Sheevah: How many dragonborns have you met? Maybe that’s not weird.

Vigil: Maybe it’s not! Or maybe you’re being defensive, because you have a reason to not want to talk about it.

Sheevah: Maybe… maybe I don’t wanna talk about it, maybe this conversation’s over, maybe we’re done.

Vigil: Maybe. Or…

Sheevah: What—what do you want to know.’Cause you’re being cagey about it.

Vigil: I wanna know… if you have the same quest he does—or similar—I wanna know what your quest is! I wanna know anything about it.

Sheevah: The object that we’re after sounds like it’s the same thing, the reason does not.

Vigil: What’s your reason?

Sheevah: Mmmm. Acceptance?

Vigil: From who?

Sheevah: Family?

Vigil: I guess we don’t count as your family.

Sheevah: …Look, I’ve been on my own a real long time, and you guys are nice to have around, but I think I learned my lesson with family a long time ago.

Vigil: Then why do you want acceptance from people it sounds like you learned a pretty harsh lesson from?

Sheevah: Ahhh, don’t we all want acceptance from the people we can’t have it from.

Vigil: Yeah, but…

Sheevah: You work at something for long enough, it’s really all you can think about. I don’t—I can’t have any other goals because this has consumed my life for so long that… why try anything else.

Vigil: You could look for acceptance from people who… want to have you around?

Sheevah: Nah, ‘s too easy.

Vigil: [*laughing*] ‘Kay. So, what… what lesson did they teach you?

Sheevah: Family?

Vigil: Yeah!

Sheevah: Ooo. Life is hard? Sometimes you gotta figure out your own way…?

Vigil: I think everyone on the crew learned that lesson. Even the Fizzlewicks learned that lesson. What were your spec—

Sheevah: They don’t seem to be the *tightest* of families. Well, a lot of them do, I guess. But maybe the ones that we run with don’t. [*laughing*]

Vigil: Do you have experience with less than tight families?

Sheevah: …Have you been listening?

Vigil: Yeah! And you haven’t said anything.

Sheevah: Yeah. I have experience with less than tight families. At least with me, anyways.

Vigil: Will you say what happened with them?

Sheevah: …What do you know about dragonborns?

Vigil: Very little. I don’t… I know that my people tried to take over your planet—

Sheevah: Thanks.

Vigil: It was—Yeah. Well, it was a couple generations ago, but I don’t wanna excuse myself from the sins of the father. Um, that’s all that I know. I know that you beat us with the help of the DSK, is there anything else?

Sheevah: [*sighs*] They honor family and clans over everything else, and I’m here. And not part of it. And that was not of my own choosing.

Vigil:  Did your patron put you out? Or… Did you request to leave?

Sheevah: I definitely didn’t request to leave, um… I don’t know I would say my Patron put me out, though I’m sure my family would see it that way.

Vigil: Ah—Was your patron someone your family was deeply connected to, part of your religion?

Sheevah: There is no religion on Argar, anymore. The… the dragonborn people believe that the gods abandoned them a long time ago.

Vigil: Are you working with the one god who didn’t?

Sheevah: Oh, she—she did.

Vigil: Is she looking for acceptance too?

Sheevah: …Yeah, I think you could say that. I think it’s hard to assess what the priorities of a god are, but that’s about right.

Vigil: You seem like you have a pretty close relationship with her.

Sheevah: I thought so.

Vigil: What changed?

Sheevah: Well, when you’re traveling across the universe you learn a lotta stuff. I got more information than she was giving me.

Vigil: Information that she didn’t want you to have?

Sheevah: Mmm… I don’t know. Information that she kept, one way or another. She is my patron, after all. I can’t talk ill of her.

Vigil: I thought it was a, ehm, you made the pact of your own volition. Isn’t that how those things work?

Sheevah: Yeah… yeah.

Vigil: So, she hasn’t screwed you over bad enough to make you rethink your deal.

Sheevah: No, she hasn’t screwed me over. She was quite helpful in a time of need, and I offered my services in return.

Vigil: And you were cast out?

Sheevah: Yes. Like I said, the dragonborn honor family above all else. When you pledge your loyalty to someone else, they don’t take too kindly to that.

Vigil: So you pledged your loyalty and the family didn’t take it that well?

Sheevah: [*whispers*] Yeah.

Vigil: I’m… really sorry to hear that. My family wasn’t proud of my choices either.

Sheevah: Ah. Were you 13?

Vigil: I was a little older, but not old enough to make a difference.

Sheevah: Fair enough.

Vigil: Why did you choose a deity over family loyalty?

Sheevah: I needed help. She offered it. There was no one else there.

Vigil: What about the people who honor family over all else? Weren’t you part of a family once?

Sheevah: I was, I ran off to find something, got myself in a sticky predicament, and there wasn’t anyone around to help.

Vigil: Well where’d you run off to?

Sheevah, sighing: …To find the same thing I’m still looking for. That Vance is...

Vigil: Vance is?

Sheevah: [*laughing*] Oh yeah, Vance is off looking for something. It’s a scale. Might as well tell you everything now, you’ve managed to open the floodgates, why not.

Vigil: What’s the scale important for, is it for your shared patron?

Sheevah: It is. It’s where she gets her power.

Vigil: Why doesn’t she have it?

Sheevah: Got taken. *Long* ago.

Vigil: Do you know by who?

Sheevah: I do not.

Vigil: So… how does she give you your power? You draw from her, but she has no source.

Sheevah: Well… she is a god after all, she didn’t lose *all* power. Some of its innate.

Vigil: So, you chose to follow this god, left your family--

Sheevah: Was kicked out of my family.

Vigil: Mmm, the verb is important, yeah. Chose to follow this god in your time of need, family turned their backs, and you went searching.

Sheevah: That about sums up my entire life, thanks.

Vigil: Ah. Sorry to put it in perspective. It’s… almost word for word a description of my life, except I chose the DSK over the god. And that turned a lot of people away from me too.

Sheevah: Hindsight’s 20/20.

Vigil: Cow blindness, but yeah. [*Sheevah laughs*] Well. Thank you for trusting me, a little bit. If you feel like you wanna tell any specifics, I’m here. You know where to find me.

Sheevah: There’s not much more to tell, I guess.

Vigil: Do you ever see yourself going back to Argar?

Sheevah: That is… the whole point of this quest, yes. Not until I have the scale.

Vigil: Well, ehm, I understand that it’s not Rylance’s priority, but if you ever need a hand getting the scale, I think a good portion of the crew would help. I can only speak for myself, but.

Sheevah: I—I can think of two of you. Let’s not rope Creon or Gerome into this.

Vigil: Fair, I wouldn’t want to speak for them. Yeah. I appreciate the trust for the first time in… I think first time any of us has actually opened up.

Sheevah: Not gonna say I loved it, but you should try it some time. Mainly cause I’m nosey.

Vigil: What do you wanna know?

Sheevah: At the moment nothing, I’m exhausted.

Vigil: That’s fair. Lemme know.