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[Dandeli]

 

 

 Hello, Quill Readership.

I return to my post.

 

Uriah Dominic is with us no longer.
And it is my life I owe to him.
  
The son of Ulciel Dominic, son of Ustra and Lyseroth Dominic.
 Known for previously declaring conflicts with my people.
And yet, in spite of it, he was, in my experience, kind.
 
These are his last words, to my closest memory:

"I'll go with you Salem.

 

Place that sirenian down, but before I do go, there is something that must be done

I don't care what you all may think or what you aim to do, but before this all came to be, I made a promise to her.

That I will fight on the frontlines when her time to pass comes.

  

That I will ensure the cycle continues."

Uriah Dominic was one of the first people that showed me a kindness.
He was solemn outwardly, if not a bit brash, but when Raithe D. Folhammer took my first arm,
which would be followed by my second, he extended the hand of help without any desire for recompensating him.

On the island where we were all trapped, he spoke of his lamentations. He disliked provocations, and said he would stand his ground.
He helped Miss Mnemosyne, and wanted to return the Trident of Galene that summoned the Mori. He said that if he survived, he would go to Uraheim.
To that end, he also saved her from Wicked, when her mind went mad and the Deep One cruelly stole it's personal autonomy, drowning it in it's madness.

He said him and Syne were alike, save for their eating habbits.

He was a prisoner of Aegis.

 

"After I found out that Clementine was mostly fine, I turned myself in to save those who were willing to aid me, and to avoid walking down my father's path."

 

"I do not aim to be a hero, but I refuse to become a villain."

 

And yet, in some irony, I would say he died more than a hero.

  

   

An article proceeds underneath.
   

There were three Sisters, trapped in a cycle.
     
I.
Morana
The Valkyrie
Violence Warfare Anger
  
Killer of Oceiros Dawnseeker, banished first.
      
II.
Bronach
The Archivist
Mourning Cruelty Fear
   
Attempted to seperate Servant from Camino de Caewynn, banished second.
      
III.
Salem
The Curious Creator
Apathy Nihilism Curiosity
    
She did not believe death to be problematic alone.
  
She blamed human greed as an obstacle to progression.
  
She wished for growing, learning, creation and generosity.
  
She disliked us, who desired only to slay the enemy without knowing.
  
She said that we would repeat this cycle: that we would create to destroy.
   
"In the purpose of the righteous, one forgets the purpose of a safe passage unto death.
One would kill in the name of another, without realising the purpose is not to kill in the name of."
      
 
Abducted magus from around Meranthe, banished third.
I do not the full details of the ending.
     
All accounts and experiences are different in some ways.
This is my own half-complete recollection of what we, those marked by Salem, had to go through.
      

The fog thickened around the island and the earth trembled. Crows cawed in unison and encircled the gate where we would enter.

    

The portal grew darker, and soon it was time: all those marked would enter the Gate of Death, one of them never to return.

   

Ilysander was the first to enter, followed by the rest.

    

First, there was an empty void. 

   
  
"Before there was anything, there was nothing. And before there was nothing -- there were monsters."
  
 

Ancient monsters of old fought. And soon, in triumph, life began to emerge. Grass and sky soon visible, an anvil before us.

Echoes filled the mind, reminding us of creation, destruction, and most importantly: how those two often coincide.

   

Many made, and many destroyed, but soon at the elapse of creation or destruction, the ground opened up below.

  

Tumbling from the sky the beginnings of civilisation was seen, and the first of humanity, who accepted death with grace. There was even a funeral. 

Salem was there - and she made many things for these people, such as armaments. 

     

 

"I'm curious about their enjoyment and eargerness to face the unknown. Unfortunate it is, that the armour I made this dead man did not save him from the tusks of a boar.

    

I wonder if, perhaps... These ones who do not shirk their end, nor fear for their death..."

 

    

Soon, we waded further into these memories. The first wars between man, where Celestine found herself overcome by bloodlust and a wanting for carnate, not unlike Morana. She brutalised young Khive Aubreen, but was quickly put to a halt not by myself, who had looked to intervene, but her own will.

 

She shoved a sword through her chest and collapsed, narrowly avoiding bleeding out to death.

We soon found the bridge. Here, where Bronach is crystalised.

 

We walked across it, and with the help of Loramelian and Tandava, we sang a song to encourage spirits to go onwards.

 

And on our continued journey, we found the Gates of Babylon.

  

After explaining what we hoped to find, access was granted.

This story will be continued at a later date.