White Demon

Chapter 27

"That went okay. I think." Amelia referenced to Hunter. The projection sorcery had been de-actuated, and a large number of the Transients in the room had left. While it was a chance to talk with the city chiefs, and many like Hendrick stayed close by to do exactly that, the vast majority of the players observed the amazingly incredible world pioneers too threatening to even consider addressing straightforwardly and bowed out.

"Indeed. I was a little astounded that Gilduirn actually has plans on being free. It can't be simple step up in the maximum level prison accessible. It will not be simple for us when the military arrives. Rodent, a guildmate of mine, lets me know that the military units she is helping in the Silf lands are moving toward levels 95 through industrious seaside mobbing." Hunter moaned and began scouring her sanctuaries. "Presently it turns into an issue of time. However not actually an inquiry. We don't have it. The time I mean."

"Ok, I had an idea on that," Amelia conceded. "It had happened to me too when I was out with… " She scowled. It was monotonous to say every one of their names however it didn't feel right to preclude them. "...the others."

Tracker smiled. "You know whether all of you joined Shadow Fall… I could assign your party with a sub-name. We could call you the Improbables."

"I believe that would be excessively kind," Amelia answered watchfully. "The possibility of those crazy people in your organization alarms me."

"I don't have the foggiest idea. They appear to be dependable, for all their insane." Hunter shrugged. "Forsythe particularly. Assuming I could eat that man's cooking each day..." She murmured unusually.

"Well he is single," Amelia kidded.

"Mmm," Hunter answered, a genuine demeanor surpassing her face.

"Truly?" Amelia said, her face withering.

"Hello. A young lady can appreciate beautiful sight that can cook from time to time. He's great with Elisha as well." Hunter grinned disproportionately at her, and afterward similarly as out of nowhere her attitude cooled. "You had a thought regarding post 100 evening out?"

"Gracious," Amelia said, her psyche actually faltering from the possibility of indifferent Forsythe standing and clasping hands with Hunter some place. "No doubt. I think there are prisons under the significant palaces."

Tracker took a gander at her cautiously. "What makes you believe that? I don't question you now. You appear to be especially educated with regards to the esoterica."

"Much obliged," Amelia said, not certain assuming that it was a remark she ought to be grateful for or not. "I read in Sleipnir about the historical backdrop of the land. You are aware of the four extraordinary saint races?"

"Uhmmm," Hunter answered, having the prescience to look abashed. "Perhaps you can educate me concerning them."

"Mhmm." Amelia murmured, understanding that she was the one in particular that consistently appeared to peruse books in this VRMMO. In the event that the NPC's didn't say it, most players didn't try to consider it. "Well to truly, and I mean truly, abbreviate the story there were the first landmass and two secret mainlands. The first is clearly the Southern Continent. The second can be induced as the place where there is Dwarf and Human, so the Northern Continent."

"Right. So there were four extraordinary legends and they were Silf, Human, and Dwarven… and the Northern Continent was alluded to as covered up on the grounds that it hadn't been delivered to the player base yet?" Hunter incited, more to tell Amelia she was focusing than out of any understanding at this point.

"Right. Presently, all the saints left later the incredible fight for the world. It was a fight that basically finished the world. Think plagues, devils, beasts, not a fun time for everyone. There was a malevolent divinity of the land that was at last crushed by the four extraordinary saints, however it's ordinarily alluded to as the Three Heroes." Amelia was in full talk mode, savoring her capacity to utilize dark information from one of the dustier books of Sleipnir. "So when the fight was over the Three Heroes got back to their territories and started the Kingdoms that we know today. Indeed, got back to the Kingdoms in any case. They took with them stones that they fixed underneath their places of force that would gradually seep into the world and securely be scattered. Just these stones were important for the extraordinary insidious divinities power. Capacity to, for example, gather beasts and take the spirits from the idealistic, sorry I'm citing, and convert them to substance with the end goal of fiendishness."

"Goodness. Do you think it makes sense there are covered up prisons beneath the palaces then, at that point? We ought to simply ask Queen Catherine." Hunter said, looking captivated. "Since they were 'old' origin story content then it makes sense that it'll resemble a great deal of games where they will be remarkably incredible for the space since they were the 'huge awful' back ever."

"Right. But Queen Catherine is 300 years of age in the game, and the story originates before her by like 1,000." Amelia said. "We shouldn't anticipate that Queen Catherine should know, however it very well may be smart to ask her… "

"Ask me what?" The Queen of the Silf remained at Amelia's right, almost frightening every one of the nerves out of Amelia's right side. Who was she Raven?

"Ok." Amelia said, and afterward halted. She didn't know whether King Elairdrin would be insulted or not assuming she called the Silf Queen, 'my sovereign.'

Tracker saved her. "Amelia has a hypothesis that there is a fixed region under the Fairy Tree we remain in now, my Queen." Hunter smiled at Amelia, seeing her froze state.

"Goodness. I should think not. There are just the imperial burial chambers beneath, where my predecessors have taken to the profound sleep. Indeed, and the Royal Veil." Catherine said, turning her brilliant grin on Amelia.

"The Royal Veil?" Amelia and Hunter asked simultaneously.

"Indeed, it's a spot that main the current head or Queen, and those she decides to go with her, of Eundrysli can enter. It prompts a room called the room of Stone Rumination. There is a wonderful lake that mirrors the night sky and a stone animal at the far divider. I have regularly considered what sort of animal it is." Catherine was looking thoughtful, and her eyes gazed passed the two Transients.

"How can it mirror the brilliant sky?" Hunter inquired. "Underground I mean?"

"I have frequently pondered." Queen Catherine conceded. "It is an excursion through a burial place however, and lovely as it will be it fills me with uneasiness. There isn't anything there so I have just been a small bunch of times. It's anything but a spot one goes to alone for comfort."

"Well." Amelia considered. It didn't seem like the fixed region would be there then, at that point. The Queen ought to have a type of information about it to provoke a journey, shouldn't she? Amelia held up a second however no trigger happened, and no journey was advertised. She moaned, yet before she could apologize Hunter began posing inquiries, clearly charmed for different reasons.

"Why of the brilliant sky however I wonder? Other than the conspicuous inquiry of how you mirror a sky underground. The Silf, my kin… " Hunter said hurriedly, "...worship the Sun and the Earth. The brilliant sky is stayed away from with trees and other lovely scene. The sky is desolate, and the Silf avoid void."

"You realize to that end I loathe that spot," Catherine said, shock riding through her demeanor. "It's so vacant."

"I should get a kick out of the chance to see it," Amelia said out loud, pondering a lake that mirrored a view that wasn't in a similar room.

"Ok. Will we go then, at that point? I feel encouraged. As though I ought to demonstrate that I am not effectively scared of vacancy." Catherine said, looking abruptly youthful and hasty and rankled that one of her own kin had gotten down on a Silfen blemish.

"Gracious." Amelia was torn. She hadn't actually implied that the sovereign ought to be tried to accompany her for her own narrow-mindedness.

"We would be respected, my Queen." Hunter said smiling.

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Journey Accepted - Level 5 Quest - Escort the Queen of the Silf to the room of Stone Rumination

Discussion on the historical backdrop of Awakened Aspiration has conjured a feeling of interest in the head of the Silf, and she has welcomed you to come see a secret chamber underneath the imperial sepulchers.

Necessities: Knowledge of the Three(Four) Heroes/Friendly with the Silf Queen

Reward: ??

Decay Penalty: None.

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"Goodness amazing," Amelia said. "Be cautious Hunter. This is the kind of thing that happened to me when I found… " She glared, acknowledging she was looking at something Hunter didn't know about.