12-06-2017, 07:18 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-07-2017, 02:02 PM by PhantomUnderYourDesk.)
„Fine, now I have your attention. Also... please don't cry now, alright? If it does help you, cry as much as you want though once you're alone again. It helps clearing the air sometimes. Your psychic dancer's with you in hardship to endure it togethe, I feel. I can see that you're worried, horribly worried probably for good reasons, but it's not like it's helping any of us if we stress ourselves to defunctioning by worriying too much. Worry is a healthy thing, as it shows not being cold towards the one(s) one is thinking of; but too much of it, and it quickly gets unhealthy and spirals down into the black parts of our subliminal mind where it enjoys nothing more than to poison us day by day until neither body and mind can't take it much longer. Just...remember this and listen now, alright? If we have little time, this is more important than ever.“ With the last two sentences, her straightforwardness faintly audibly in her voice ended, making room her usual softer tone.
*cough* „Well, I don't know how much you have picked up about what I've been asking Tandal when I brought him to our group, as you were busy and concentrated on noting things in your journal. The thing is, he assured me on what I've already been thinking about - how the Southern Wind Incarnate can be summoned. Now, what does this have to do with our quest? Actually, more than the eye would meet. In a report a post-grad of Telperion University I read - he dabbled in archaeology and Pokemon Myths + what's related to it - he described the ritual he witnessed, performed by the chiefs at the campfire. He especially mentioned how to their belief and legend, the ends of the earth host the Southern Wind, mighty legends, swamp and mountain. 'She' is a servant of the god of the sky, being described much more friendly and generous than the latter. She can fly a person to where they need to go, above the haze and riding the musice of the flutes that charmed her to appear. I'm in possession of the lyrics for this musical peace, Ventus has that native instrument he found - what was is called again by Tandal, Ven? A Shamisen, right?"
"The whole ritual feels like a spiritual ceremony to me. Just yesterday, as I dwelled and had my joy ending the day at the Eternal Bonfire alongside Braixen and Marill, I got the feeling that music and their folklore is an important thing for the natives here. It has tradition. The oldest Mamo, living up in the Nature Preserve away from anything, likely are even closer to it than the villagers here, and what's more important - they have the flutes my ritual lyrics is originally written for."
"The thing is, while it seems very true that the Incarnte can fly us everywhere once she is present, she only can do so NORTHWARD. There is no way to return, according to Tandal in earlier days there was. Today, once having left, the people are afraid of not returning home as soon AS they left. Something must have happened she doesn't enjoy - "the forests have been thinned... This is why before we'd go to the Nature Preserve, and oher business in this village should be wrapped up to content. We might not come back here for a looooong time, if ever."
Making a short break to catch up on breath and think about what to say how, she continued. "This includes me preparing to some degree to conduct the ritual. Professor and Reverend Cottonwool told me about how this is done efficiently, but he didn't gave any on the amount of time that'd be necessary. It'll very likely differs from person to person, just like the South Wind Incarnate has a different depending on who tries to summon her with which instruments. It involves connecting to earth and its life, Grass Types are helpful on this. Also Psychic Types to aid clearing the mind, free to soak up the music."
Another short break here nefore shiva continued with saying only one sentence: Besides... The more I think about it, the more I feel that the journey of preparing oneself for a successful ritual is the destination, not the arriving at the ends of the day might be it."
Phew, so much talking and displyaing of her thoughts caused Shiv to fall into silence now, awaiting the other people's thoughts on this.
*cough* „Well, I don't know how much you have picked up about what I've been asking Tandal when I brought him to our group, as you were busy and concentrated on noting things in your journal. The thing is, he assured me on what I've already been thinking about - how the Southern Wind Incarnate can be summoned. Now, what does this have to do with our quest? Actually, more than the eye would meet. In a report a post-grad of Telperion University I read - he dabbled in archaeology and Pokemon Myths + what's related to it - he described the ritual he witnessed, performed by the chiefs at the campfire. He especially mentioned how to their belief and legend, the ends of the earth host the Southern Wind, mighty legends, swamp and mountain. 'She' is a servant of the god of the sky, being described much more friendly and generous than the latter. She can fly a person to where they need to go, above the haze and riding the musice of the flutes that charmed her to appear. I'm in possession of the lyrics for this musical peace, Ventus has that native instrument he found - what was is called again by Tandal, Ven? A Shamisen, right?"
"The whole ritual feels like a spiritual ceremony to me. Just yesterday, as I dwelled and had my joy ending the day at the Eternal Bonfire alongside Braixen and Marill, I got the feeling that music and their folklore is an important thing for the natives here. It has tradition. The oldest Mamo, living up in the Nature Preserve away from anything, likely are even closer to it than the villagers here, and what's more important - they have the flutes my ritual lyrics is originally written for."
"The thing is, while it seems very true that the Incarnte can fly us everywhere once she is present, she only can do so NORTHWARD. There is no way to return, according to Tandal in earlier days there was. Today, once having left, the people are afraid of not returning home as soon AS they left. Something must have happened she doesn't enjoy - "the forests have been thinned... This is why before we'd go to the Nature Preserve, and oher business in this village should be wrapped up to content. We might not come back here for a looooong time, if ever."
Making a short break to catch up on breath and think about what to say how, she continued. "This includes me preparing to some degree to conduct the ritual. Professor and Reverend Cottonwool told me about how this is done efficiently, but he didn't gave any on the amount of time that'd be necessary. It'll very likely differs from person to person, just like the South Wind Incarnate has a different depending on who tries to summon her with which instruments. It involves connecting to earth and its life, Grass Types are helpful on this. Also Psychic Types to aid clearing the mind, free to soak up the music."
Another short break here nefore shiva continued with saying only one sentence: Besides... The more I think about it, the more I feel that the journey of preparing oneself for a successful ritual is the destination, not the arriving at the ends of the day might be it."
Phew, so much talking and displyaing of her thoughts caused Shiv to fall into silence now, awaiting the other people's thoughts on this.
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--Windos is my OTP ❤---
`❤★`°・:*:・。
。・:*:・゚’★❤`


