( 4/7 it is! also, I just finished the game a few days ago but the minute I encountered erend I pounced on the name on dw and have slowly been trying to get enough caps together to make icons. still trying to make enough to warrant me upgrading to a paid account. xD Also I'm only a little bit sorry for how somewhat longwinded I'm about to. Hopefully I do him justice and that you won't mind the set up. Let me know if you want me to change anything!
EDIT: omg...I also got it in my head that this was the beginning of the despair and not the end. jfc i'm dumb. is that okay? xD omg.)
[ They all believed that they were safe, that their world had been saved so that there was now a time for true peace to settle across the lands. The Shadow Carja had been pushed back and eclipse had been almost completely eradicated with only a few of each of those disgusting cowards skittering back into the dark corners and deep holes their depraved kind spawned from. But it had been naive to even entertain that Hades and his mad general Helis were the worst mankind would face.
After all, there were things far more devastating than machines and mortal men.
Sickness had always been part of human life; wounds became infected, fevers raged, and coughs that persisted throughout a person's lifetime were commonplace. There were shamans and medicine men and women, great healers and alchemists alike had also been just as commonplace and with them came elixirs and salves that eased ailments, cooled fevers, or brought relief to those afflicted. Of course not everything could be cured or even managed but for the most part it had never seemed to become unmanageable, never enough sick or dying to consider these things abnormal.
What was starting to creep across borders, across their connected lands, was definitely something Erend considered abnormal. But it appeared that while people were starting to notice the blackness that was seeping into their villages and camps, none were doing more than praying to their Gods or to their rulers. No one was trying to figure out where it started or how to stop it.
That didn't sit right with him and while he was no scholar or healer, he was doer. He had promised Ersa that he would grow up, be more responsible and take things more seriously than he had before and whatever was happening with the sick was definitely serious. He wanted to get to the bottom of it. He wanted to find a way to stop it from spreading further or getting worse. And he knew just someone he could possibly sweet talk into going on a quest with him to do just that...even if it meant he would owe Aloy even more than he already did.
It was for that reason that he sought her out. ]
So, you can see why I came to you, right? [His smile was more smirk but the sincerity in the question was there. He respected Aloy too much to be anything else. ] I mean, who else would be crazy enough to believe me and possible decide that I'm not going off on a fool's errand?
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EDIT: omg...I also got it in my head that this was the beginning of the despair and not the end. jfc i'm dumb. is that okay? xD omg.)
[ They all believed that they were safe, that their world had been saved so that there was now a time for true peace to settle across the lands. The Shadow Carja had been pushed back and eclipse had been almost completely eradicated with only a few of each of those disgusting cowards skittering back into the dark corners and deep holes their depraved kind spawned from. But it had been naive to even entertain that Hades and his mad general Helis were the worst mankind would face.
After all, there were things far more devastating than machines and mortal men.
Sickness had always been part of human life; wounds became infected, fevers raged, and coughs that persisted throughout a person's lifetime were commonplace. There were shamans and medicine men and women, great healers and alchemists alike had also been just as commonplace and with them came elixirs and salves that eased ailments, cooled fevers, or brought relief to those afflicted. Of course not everything could be cured or even managed but for the most part it had never seemed to become unmanageable, never enough sick or dying to consider these things abnormal.
What was starting to creep across borders, across their connected lands, was definitely something Erend considered abnormal. But it appeared that while people were starting to notice the blackness that was seeping into their villages and camps, none were doing more than praying to their Gods or to their rulers. No one was trying to figure out where it started or how to stop it.
That didn't sit right with him and while he was no scholar or healer, he was doer. He had promised Ersa that he would grow up, be more responsible and take things more seriously than he had before and whatever was happening with the sick was definitely serious. He wanted to get to the bottom of it. He wanted to find a way to stop it from spreading further or getting worse. And he knew just someone he could possibly sweet talk into going on a quest with him to do just that...even if it meant he would owe Aloy even more than he already did.
It was for that reason that he sought her out. ]
So, you can see why I came to you, right? [His smile was more smirk but the sincerity in the question was there. He respected Aloy too much to be anything else. ] I mean, who else would be crazy enough to believe me and possible decide that I'm not going off on a fool's errand?