Seamus and Silver talk to Chaska's Familiar

Participating characters: Seamus, Silver, A Simple Valkalla's Familiar

Note: This was a private group chat.

**SilverWolf:** So protective of your privacy, Isi, what do you expect me to do with it?

**Warded Warmage:** It's strange to me that y'all would act so shocked that Isi does creepy necromancer stuff.

**Warded Warmage:** It's not exactly something he's been keeping close to his chest.

**SilverWolf:** Creepy necromancer stuff may be to be expected, but this level of not-quite-sane-seeming feels relatively new

**A Simple Valkalla:** Considering he is literally not completely himself and his town is under attack, he has become somewhat paranoid and twitchy towards others.

**SilverWolf:** Did you mean to speak in third person?

**A Simple Valkalla:** This is his Familiar.

**Warded Warmage:** Hello, familiar.

**Warded Warmage:** I don't believe we've met.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Nope.

**Warded Warmage:** Or at least, last I spoke to Isi I didn't notice you

**SilverWolf:** Ah, yes, hello. If you're using his account, then I think my worries have now increased. ... I think I need a new bottle

**A Simple Valkalla:** I was getting drunk during the exchange.

**A Simple Valkalla:** You're the persistent posh one he has mentioned at times, ain't you?

**Warded Warmage:** Isi was engaged in a contest over lordship when we last exchanged messages, Silver. I expect he's either busy or seriously wounded in some fashion.

**SilverWolf:** Fucking heck, accidentally use your native accent once or twice and it seems nobody lets you forget, tch

**SilverWolf:** That is not decreasing my worry level. I'm rather hoping to not fill this bottle up immediately, really, that says very unfortunate things about my life.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Wounded, recovering, and still fighting ,War Mage. Emily as you so rudely named, has been patrolling borders and alerting us in such lovely ways when intervention is required.

**SilverWolf:** I didn't tell anyone who they were!

**SilverWolf:** I'll delete the comment, though. Sorry. I'm rather exhausted myself.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Quite. Being flesh and blood is exhausting at times.

**SilverWolf:** Even not flesh and blood. My wolf shape got rusted!

That was a horrible sensation and I don't want to go through it again.

**Warded Warmage:** Silver oxidizes pretty easily.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Hahahahahahahahahaha

**SilverWolf:** Removed the mention of Emily.

**SilverWolf:** It's only been a few minutes, so I doubt its especially public if you edit the other message. But I am sorry. I'd appreciate it if you'd pass that on to him.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Mm. Entity Silver, why must you be so worried? He hasn't tapped into others Selves. And he somewhat knows now.

**Warded Warmage:** This ain't the worst stuff Isi's indicated he does, and the stuff he's let on he does isn't the darkest places his school goes.

**SilverWolf:** He's still clearly not very well. I'm not inclined to let him get worse, if I can avoid it.

**Warded Warmage:** I've never met a necromancer I could describe as well.

**SilverWolf:** Consider it Connection maintenance, if you want a bland, colourless reason.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Crude. He's rather well compared to the Wyoming necromancer he has in a jar somewhere.

**Warded Warmage:** See, the fact that you think him having a worse necromancer in a jar is a sign of wellness is hilarious.

**SilverWolf:** Being better than someone stuck in a jar is a very low bar.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Compared to the fact that the jared was attempting to take the Selves of a rural town and commit the entire stereotypical "Necromancer grave raising" I feel entitled to say Isi is better than said jared Self.

**Warded Warmage:** I think I like you, familiar. You seem alright.

**SilverWolf:** Besides. I recently had a bit of a bad time. Perhaps forgive me if that's resulting in me perhaps being over-concerned about the rest of you.

**Warded Warmage:** Wasn't exactly holding a grudge.

**SilverWolf:** I was on a slow fall. One change, and I was falling very fast. I don't want to wake up and find the rest of you in a similar state.

**A Simple Valkalla:** If you're half as close to what this git has described you as War Mage, I think you and I would have such wonderful times.

**SilverWolf:** His own Familiar is calling him a git, Seamus - oh, right. You took Alornerk.

**SilverWolf:** ...

**SilverWolf:** Maybe we all do need therapy.

**Warded Warmage:** Y'all keep mentioning that as if I should know what it is.

**A Simple Valkalla:** I tried killing and possessing him the first time we met, I dare say we have grown to be good working partners.

**SilverWolf:** ...

**SilverWolf:** I was a sheltered noble child and I still know what therapy is, what the fuck Seamus?

**Warded Warmage:** I know a bunch of therapies. Still haven't the foggiest which one y'all mean when you just call it "therapy".

**A Simple Valkalla:** Therapy isn't required. Look at men and folk yore, they've survived without it.

**Warded Warmage:** Like, physiotherapy?

**SilverWolf:** Psychological therapy!

**SilverWolf:** Didn't they all die at 30 or something?

**A Simple Valkalla:** Humanity still is here, is it not?

**Warded Warmage:** I don't need psychological therapy, even if that were something I could conceive of myself doing.

**SilverWolf:** The fact that we can survive something doesn't mean that life wouldn't be better if we did something else

**SilverWolf:** For instance, getting dysentery. Technically survivable. Should I do it just because people in the olden times did it?

**A Simple Valkalla:** If it seems fun, why not?

**Warded Warmage:** I chuckled.

**SilverWolf:** So what do I need to trade to get the name of his hometown out of you?

**Warded Warmage:** Get a load of this guy/girl/thing

**Warded Warmage:** Whatever it is, it's the funniest person I've spoken to all week

**A Simple Valkalla:** Depends. Will you attempt to take Lordship from us? Or attempt to harm the citizens, or destroy the infrastructure?

**SilverWolf:** Certainly not planning to.

**SilverWolf:** Wait, did he actually get the Lordship?

**A Simple Valkalla:** Plans do not say you won't. A many actions have been done without forethought.

**A Simple Valkalla:** The Lordship was thrusted upon us, bait, a figurehead, a martyr until the old Lord recovers.

**SilverWolf:** Glory and I have improvised a variety of plans. Is the cost a promise?

**A Simple Valkalla:** Mayhaps. Speak your hypothetical promise, beast of that horrid metal.

**SilverWolf:** Hypothetically, that I would not try to take Lordship from you, and that I would make all reasonable efforts not to harm any citizens or infrastructure that does not first do me harm, and in the event that I do harm citizens or infrastructure to make fair reparations unto them.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Would you assist in setting up basic or minimum defenses?

**SilverWolf:** I could, should I visit, though depending on how much you ask I might be unwilling to do it for free.

**Warded Warmage:** You asking on Isi's behalf?

**SilverWolf:** Some general assistance in keeping Isi alive isn't beyond my intentions, nonetheless

**SilverWolf:** I wonder if Isi's going to be annoyed with me when he finds out about this discussion

**SilverWolf:** How's Tecumseh, Seamus? Same as ever?

**Warded Warmage:** Tecumseh's no worse than it usually is.

**SilverWolf:** Alornerk should be heading back now, by the by, if she's not already back.

**SilverWolf:** She was an interesting conversationalist.

**Warded Warmage:** Might be the first time anyone's called her that.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Isi is here, though distant.

**A Simple Valkalla:** I do believe the propositions you have laid out are agreeable, Silver. Shall we formally agree to the hypothetical?

**SilverWolf:** Hypothetically, that if I make those various promises about not hurting people in your hometown and offering some help to your defenses should I turn up, you will tell me this hometown's name so I am actually capable of checking in on him?

**A Simple Valkalla:** I shall formally invite you and your acquaintance, this Glory fellow.

**SilverWolf:** That's not a 'yes I will tell you', and invitations can occasionally include obligations I'm not necessarily willing to abide by, not without prior discussion with my partner.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Then yes. I shall tell you the location and name of our hometown, and formally invite you and your acquaintance Glory, though not an obligation, but an opportunity that can be declined. Is this good enough for you?

**SilverWolf:** So long as you abide by this agreement, then yes; I promise you that I shall not seek the Lordship of your town, and I will make all reasonable efforts not to harm the citizens and infrastructure of this town which do not first do me harm, and if I do harm them without cause I shall make them fair reparations, and furthermore if I visit I will offer some assistance in setting up basic defenses, though I do not promise myself to constructions which are major or potentially harmful to myself or my partner.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Then I Weston, echo of the Confederacy and Familiar to Practitioner Chaska Roush agree to uphold our end of the deal on our word and  my incopereal being and copereal being of Chaska that is currently possessed. Practitioners known as Silver and Glory are formally invited to the town of Attlewell, located within the South Carolina state and Sumter county, though this invite may be declined if wished. We welcome you to the growing hotspot of death and undeath, where it could be said a miniature empire and army is being grown by the Ruling Necromancer of Attlewell.

**SilverWolf:** Thank you, Weston.

**SilverWolf:** ... you're currently possessing your Practitioner?

**SilverWolf:** ...

**SilverWolf:** how badly off is he

**A Simple Valkalla:** Less than half. It was mutually agreed upon, and his Self rests.

**Warded Warmage:** You still got the Ross?

**Warded Warmage:** Don't lose the bloody Ross.

**A Simple Valkalla:** It's an excellent weapon, War Mage.

**Warded Warmage:** It's rather notorious for being the opposite of an excellent weapon, but I'm fond of it.

**Warded Warmage:** Good memories. Awful memories too, mind you, but good memories nonetheless.

**SilverWolf:** I'm glad to have more information to work with. He's expressed his preferences regarding the hat design; do you have any points regarding his defences that I could improve on with it, Weston?

**A Simple Valkalla:** What hat?

**SilverWolf:** I offered to make him a hat.

**A Simple Valkalla:** And the design?

**SilverWolf:** His preferences were, ah, a bus-seat design of a... I forget the name for the type of hat

**SilverWolf:** Started with a T I think

**SilverWolf:** Tyrolean?

**Warded Warmage:** Yep. Tyrolean.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Sounds horrid.

**SilverWolf:** Anyway, I've been wanting an opportunity to work on MP's enchanting suggestions.

**SilverWolf:** Anything in particular which you think I could try and shore up?

**A Simple Valkalla:** Personally I'd say a field cap would be much better

**SilverWolf:** Not what I meant

**A Simple Valkalla:** Tch

**Warded Warmage:** Let me guess, you think the field cap should be grey, too.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Grey is a color that goes well with many apparel.

**SilverWolf:** I think I'll stick with my current thoughts, then

**SilverWolf:** Thought I'd offer some input

**A Simple Valkalla:** Well you wanted input, I offered. What specific input do you actually want?

**SilverWolf:** Protections. I can infuse particular feelings into my craftings, and I can still make diagrams.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Hm. Could be useful considering the stag mask looks horrid with it's spiderweb like cracks.

**A Simple Valkalla:** I do believe it will not hold long. Considering Chaska's focus of the immaterial, something more physically helpful with be chosen.

**A Simple Valkalla:** For that hats diagrams, that is.

**SilverWolf:** Makes sense. Unfortunately, its only a hat, and I still consider myself a novice craftsman, but... I hope it helps.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Perhaps something to resist mental effects?

**A Simple Valkalla:** He grounded a lassie's face into the dirt due to hosting some echoes recently.

**Warded Warmage:** Did she deserve to have her face ground into the dirt?

**A Simple Valkalla:** She threw a grenade at us and attempted to kill is with her other Witch Hunter associates.

**Warded Warmage:** Sounds like a yes to me then.

**SilverWolf:** Don't think I can supply resistance to mental effects as such, but I should be able to supply a counter-effect. If its anger and the like that's the problem, then I can include calm in the crafting.

**A Simple Valkalla:** The leader tasted like oil and grime.

**SilverWolf:** Grinding a witch hunter's face in the dirt sounds like a waste of time, those sorts you need to kill quickly if you don't want to blow up

**A Simple Valkalla:** We used the Ross against them. Poisoned after, and had to wait it out.

**Warded Warmage:** Eh. There's something to be said for having witch hunters living to tell their fellows you're not to be fucked with, rather than mouldering in the ground.

**SilverWolf:** Says the one tattooed with wards. If I let a witchhunter after Glory and I live, I imagine they'd find our vulnerabilities in short order and then we'd be rather fucked. As you've pointed out, silver is quite sensitive to oxidation.

**A Simple Valkalla:** I do believe I had a tad of concern when Chaska gave them more posion and let them go under the false assumption it was an antidote. He chuckled in a sickly way.

**Warded Warmage:** That's a little twisted, aye.

**SilverWolf:** Well. That's one way to deal with witch hunters.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Mm.

**A Simple Valkalla:** On another topic, War Mage; have you used the predatory Ruin Others' visceral yet?

**Warded Warmage:** Nope.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Because we have learned a minor tidbit of knowledge.

**Warded Warmage:** I don't suppose you feel like sharing?

**A Simple Valkalla:** I shall, because Chaska experimented and learned in a practical way.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Consumption leads to a somewhat instinctive knowing on others emotions.

**Warded Warmage:** Fascinating stuff. Don't think I can swallow it, sadly.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Mm. He chugged a quart I believe.

**SilverWolf:** And, ah. What caused this consumption of Ruin Other viscera?

**A Simple Valkalla:** As to not use a Self or echo to fill up rapidly.

**Warded Warmage:** I feel like that, if his situation is truly so tenuous, it would have behooved him to ask for reinforcements.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Your internet communication or power lines, or whatever allows for this fascinating communication technique was cut of by a Practitioner I believe several of you know of.

**A Simple Valkalla:** A Stella Lawson Myers, I believe is the name.

**Warded Warmage:** Not thorough work on her part, then. I talked to Isi just the other day

**A Simple Valkalla:** It was down during main attack, which this went down.

**SilverWolf:** ...

**SilverWolf:** I want to rip her to pieces, then put her back together with Dark Fall arts

**SilverWolf:** And then take her apart again

**Warded Warmage:** That seems like pointless cruelty.

**Warded Warmage:** Just kill her and be done with it.

**A Simple Valkalla:** A temporary, magical technique I assume as to not alert many about her identity.

**SilverWolf:** Hardly. Do you know how many emotions can be distilled out of a properly tortured victim?

**Warded Warmage:** No, I don't.

**SilverWolf:** You can drain them very, very, very dry.

**Warded Warmage:** Contrary to popular belief, I'm not keen to hurt people more than I need to.

**A Simple Valkalla:** I see why Chaska has made minor failsafes surrounding you, Silver.

**SilverWolf:** Rude. I'm not inclined to do this towards random people. If I were my emotion collection would have been much more full than it is, the vast majority of the nasty emotions in there are from me.

**SilverWolf:** And on that note, this bottle of worry is now full.

**SilverWolf:** It was not a small bottle.

**SilverWolf:** It was empty at the start of this conversation.

**SilverWolf:** I should get some sleep before I start needing to distil this thing

**A Simple Valkalla:** You needn't not worry much. Chaska is slowly improving. Bits of Emily are being sheared for improvements on both of them.

**SilverWolf:** ... I failed to stop the emotional tapping process in time, and worry just spilled on the floor.

**SilverWolf:** I am going to sleep now.

**SilverWolf:** Please take care of yourselves, you two.

**Warded Warmage:** Good night, then.

**SilverWolf:** and also your Practitioner, Weston.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Have a rest, worrying creature of metallic sheen.

**Warded Warmage:** I notice you ain't asked me to come down there.

**Warded Warmage:** Am I right in assuming that this means you've got the situation well in hand?

**A Simple Valkalla:** Somewhat. You hadn't asked. Are you wanting for an invitation as well?

**A Simple Valkalla:** We have the old Lord's family backing us and handling other things for the time being.

**Warded Warmage:** Nah. If Isi thinks he needs me, I'll consider it. If he doesn't, he needn't ask.

**A Simple Valkalla:** Well until then War Mage. May you prosper in combat.