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Post by Cronan on Aug 23, 2023 14:23:41 GMT -5
This trip into the Zeinav Desert has taught Cronan something.He hates sand.It gets everywhere that it has no right to getting into, it's somehow uncomfortable and wildly irritating. Generally, Cronan isn't one to hate, but he's making an exception here. He hates Zeinav and it's desert.However, he's managed to find some reprieve in Zeinav City's walls, and today he found something rather interesting. A guitar. And for some reason, it's felt awfully familiar to Cronan. Not this specific instrument, mind you, but the instrument in general.Ever since Cronan awoke in the Black Spire in Sol City, he's been trying to piece together his past from what little bits and pieces he can. So, Cronan leaping at any chance to pry memories from his hollow helmet, bought the guitar. Was it a poor financial choice? Yes, absolutely, but he can't put a price on remembering.He's managed to find a secluded area in the city, and has been sitting on a small ledge with the guitar resting on a leg for the past thirty minutes, not playing anything, but simply thinking. Eventually, he decides to just go for it and spends a couple minutes tuning the guitar, settling on what sounds right to him.He slowly strums the guitar, letting each string ring out for a moment before moving onto the next, and after a few test chords, he once again follows what feels right. In order for Cronan to pluck the strings correctly, an amount of smoke pours from his joints, coalescing at his fingertips creating small, blunt points. With that sorted, he simply begins playing.It's a slow, gentle song, and he's unsure where he's recalling the notes, chords and lyrics, but wherever they're from, Cronan cannot access them. And yet, he continues. Take heed, sweet love
You'll never be alone
I'm watching from the heavens
To keep you safe from harmAs Cronan sings the lyrics, his voice doesn't echo like someone in a suit of armor, and when Cronan looks down, the visor shouldn't be able to provide a sightline to the instrument in his hands.A unique individual, this Cronan is.Cronan allows the final note to ring out before muting the strings and slightly cocking his head in thought. "How interesting.." He quietly says to himself, wracking his mind for anything that gives away where he learnt such a song. Alas, nothing comes to mind, but he does not stop trying.
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Post by Hylltywyll on Aug 23, 2023 18:57:23 GMT -5
Hylltywyll had found himself stalking the back alleys and shady corners of Zeinav City. It was his first time there, but it wasn't so bad. He wasn't a big fan of the sandy desert he had to travel across to get there though. Hot and with a horrible lack of shadows to hide in. And the sand! He didn't know if he'd ever be able to get it all out of his fur! No, he was never travelling across that hellscape again if he could help it. He was just grateful that wagon he'd rode in on never noticed his presence or looked very far into why some of their food and water kept disappearing.
Hylltywyll scurried through another alleyway and out into a small, secluded area nestled between some of the adobe buildings. A small courtyard with a tiny garden surrounded by a short wall of sandstone bricks. Staircases in the corners led up to another path with a ledge overseeing the courtyard. Sitting up on that ledge, there was a man in a fancy suit of armor.
The Fairy smiled. Fancy armor meant money, and money meant shiny stuff that was easy to steal. He crept toward the armored man, keeping to the shadows to stay hidden, until he could climb up the wall and circle behind. This would be easy. He probably didn't even need to hide, judging from how little it looked like anyone could see through that helmet, but he was a creature of habit.
He crept up behind the easy mark, ready to pick their pockets of anything shiny, but stopped in his tracks when they began to strum on the guitar in their lap. Hylltywyll was entranced by the cords, sitting down and listening intently. When the song ended, he was disappointed. He wanted more!
"Do it again!" Hylltywyll demanded impatiently, forgetting about his plans to steal from the knight.
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Post by Cronan on Aug 23, 2023 19:46:55 GMT -5
Cronan was lost in his music for a number of reasons. First of all, he wondered where and how he learnt such a song. Second, he was caught up in how calming it felt. Calm was a new emotion he learnt the word for recently and he cherished it.He never noticed the strange creature sneaking up on him, and nor did he notice them before they spoke up, practically demanding more. Cronan's helmet turned ever so slightly toward the noise, looking at the creature curiously. To an outside observer, nobody would be able to see who he was looking at with a visor so slim. Despite that, he speaks up, addressing the newcomer."My apologies, I wasn't expecting anybody to be here. Very well, let us see.." Cronan returns his gaze to his instrument. This being wanted another song, Cronan would be happy to try to please, even though this was intended to be a solitary activity. He thinks for a moment before adjusting the guitar and starting.Once again, he's unsure where these songs are coming from. It feels almost instinctual to him, from each chord, strum and pluck of the strings, even with his gauntlets, he almost makes the act seem easy, and for the life of him he cannot understand why.This particular song has no lyrics, but it's rather peaceful all the same. In only a few more minutes, he completes the second song and just like before, he mutes the strings after letting them ring for a moment, cocks his head to the side and ponders for a moment."Ah, I don't believe I've introduced myself. I am Cronan, what might your name be?" Cronan asks, looking at the newcomer directly. Cronan doesn't quite recognize the species, although that wouldn't be a first. The only races he's been able to accurately identify have been Humans, Dragonborn and Astralbloods. This individual doesn't seem like any of the above.
Cronan sets the guitar to the side, resting it against the surface he's sat on before returning his gaze to the unfamiliar.. Cronan can't even guess at what it even slightly resembles, both due to the mix of like, 4 different avian qualities in one as well as Cronan's limited knowledge on bird species.
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Post by Hylltywyll on Aug 24, 2023 5:43:01 GMT -5
Good, this guy actually listened and did what Hyll wanted. Excellent. Not like a bunch of other people the Fairy had interacted with. He liked that this armored man didn't give him an attitude. Maybe he'd even consider not stealing anything from him when he was finished listening to them play.
He stood there silently, slightly swaying side to side as they played another tune, this time without singing along to it. Hylltywyll didn't mind the lack of lyrics. He hadn't listened to the singing much from the previous song anyways. It was only the sound of the guitar that really drew him in, so this song actually pleased him more than the first. It also meant he was even more disappointed when it ended.
His eyes followed the guitar as it was set down to lean against the wall on the edge of the walkway. He wanted more music. He took a step toward the guitar, barely listening as the knight introduced himself as Cronan.
"Hylltywyll." He introduced himself simply, glancing at Cronan for just a second before looking back to the guitar and reaching out a tiny clawed hand from beneath his blue, hooded cloak that obscured a majority of his body. The only thing visible of him were his lower legs and feet which looked a lot like those of a bird. Within his shadowy hood, two bright blue dots were visible. Sticking out of holes in the sides of the hood were two large, bat-like ears with dark purple fur coating the backs.
He reached out his hand and plucked at the guitar strings. He had no actual song or tune in mind, just plucking out a discordant series of strings, but enjoying it nonetheless.
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Post by Cronan on Aug 24, 2023 12:06:13 GMT -5
Cronan watched his new visitor out the corner of his eye, seeing him sway gently to the music. It's nice to know that he's actually somewhat good at playing the guitar, at least to other peoples ears.
Setting the guitar down and continuing to watch this 'Hylltywyll', Cronan was curious but wary as they approach the guitar, but his guard drops slightly as Hylltywyll simply starts plucking strings. Cronan continues to observe, fascinated by this individual.
"Good to make your acquaintance, Hylltywyll." Cronan says after a moment of observation. "Do you play, by any chance?"
Cronan would generally be rather upfront about his memory predicament, but he's giving 'not telling everyone everything about you' a solid shot. So far, so good.
Cronan continues to wrack his mind, trying to pinpoint just what Hylltywyll is, but is coming up blank. Not a surprise, but annoying nonetheless. "My apologies, but I seem to be unable to identify what race you belong to. Do you mind informing me, please?" He asks as politely as possible. He isn't aware that something like this could be seen as rude or something negative, but it doesn't hurt to be polite.
"May I ask what you're doing wandering the less-tread areas of Zeinav City? Nothing of particular note in this direction, I've found."
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Post by Hylltywyll on Aug 24, 2023 13:36:44 GMT -5
Hylltywyll stopped plucking away and looked at Cronan. So many questions about them, so little music. How frustrating! He just wanted to tell the metal man to pick the guitar back up and keep playing, but from their size and deep voice, this guy was probably a lot less of a pushover than that wuss they met on the beach who had a similar instrument. He'd stolen that one so he could play with it on his own, but it didn't sound as good when plucked as this one did. Maybe there was actually a reason that one came with a weird stick with some string on it.
Thinking back on stealing that violin, as the red Fellblood had called it back then, Hylltywyll got an idea. He stopped his strumming and plucking and looked at Cronan, head tilting back far to be able to look up at their helmeted face. He slipped the hood off his head, pulling his ears through the holes in the sides that kept the hood securely in place to reveal his fuzzy, smiling visage.
"Oh, I play lots of things. Games, pranks. I'm a Fairy. I like emptier places like this one. It makes it easier to play pranks. Like this one."
With that, he grabbed the guitar and vanished, reappearing in a shaded corner of the courtyard below and running away on all fours, the guitar suddenly nowhere to be seen.
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Post by Cronan on Aug 30, 2023 22:02:33 GMT -5
The creature is a unique.. being. Learning that they're a fairy suddenly makes a lot more sense as to why they look like nothing Cronan has seen before. However, as Hyll continues talking, Cronan gets a feeling that they're about to try something, and he is more than correct as the guitar suddenly vanishes and the fairy vanishes along with it.
He should have expected something like that. It was foolish of him to believe nothing would have happened. Cronan looks to where Hyll was moments prior before sighing and standing up. If the fairy sees this as a prank, he would want to stick around and see reactions. Perhaps a reaction is in order.
Cronan decides to make a bit of a show of it. Cronan extends his right hand in front of him as the intricate plates begin to shift. With a loud hiss and black smoke pouring endlessly out of the gauntlet, it opens up and many, many fragments begin to pour out and hover in the air, swirling around as if stuck in an invisible tornado. As the last few fragments fly out, the rotation begins to quicken before assembling into a massive greatsword that nobody has any right in wielding.
Once he has a hold of it. he turns it upside down and plants the tip into the ground, his head scanning the area. "I have reason to believe you to still be here, Hylltywyll. Now, I don't appreciate my belongings being taken, so if you could kindly return the instrument to me, we can move on."
Cronan takes pride in his patience, and he's not about to give that up now. Patience always has it's limits, however.
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Post by Hylltywyll on Sept 1, 2023 10:40:40 GMT -5
This knight was just as dissatisfying with his reaction to Hyll's prank as he'd been when he stopped playing the music! Did he think pulling out some sword would be enough to get him to crawl back over and return the guitar? Hmph! Down in the courtyard, Hylltywyll stuck out his tongue even though Cronan couldn't see him and was apparently not even going to come after him like he'd wanted. Well fine, he'd just have to change that.
With a little magic, Hylltywyll formed a mental connection between his and Cronan's minds and saw and heard what the knight did. He was surprised just how little his vision was blocked by the helmet, but he'd never worn a helmet before. Maybe this one just worked like that. It blocked even less of his view than his hood usually did though. Weird, but not important right now.
"Fine, you got me. I was lying. This isn't a prank, this is straight up theft. If you want your instrument back, you'll have to come get it before I leave!" Cronan heard Hylltywyll's voice directly in his mind, cackling mischievously.
Hopefully that would be enough to get this stuffy knight to play along. If not, he had some more tricks up his cloak to try and "persuade" him.
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