Prepare for the #LodanRespawn2024 Existing characters may choose to be displace from/have memories of different timelines, thereby allowing returning members the option to retcon their whole character. These changes are the result of the "Unnatural Fog" plot device that is running between now and the Respawn. The plot is simple: no matter where your character is, that place is shrouded in a thick fog that suspends time, but not thoughts or memories, so even if they're repeating the same day over and over again, they continue to remember, so each time feels like a new day. For those retconning OCs; this is where new versions of themselves have the opportunity to replace the old versions. Official lore and tree updates will be announced asap
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 8, 2016 6:32:54 GMT
“Sleep aids don’t stop the nightmares. At least not for long,” he admitted with a sign. While he hadn’t wanted to take the sugar cubes home, she insisted on him doing it. And he had tried them, but the effectiveness wasn’t consistent with his poor old brain.
He took a step forward, leaning on the wall. “I don’t think this one will become a regular. Three is plenty already. And besides, I don’t see a reason to dream consistently about your kiss and stab combo every few nights.” He almost managed to make that sound light hearted. Good progress. “If it does occur again, however, I’ll have to sit down and figure out why.”
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 8, 2016 6:47:37 GMT
"Those are not just 'sleep aids', I told you back then. They knock you out cold from 6 to 12 hours a time depending on the kind - with the whites you should just black out, no dreams." She seemed to think for a bit."It's at least strange if they didn't work for you, it's one hell of a tolerance you have. It's what we've been using in my guild's infirmaries when performing surgeries or when the stocks are low on morphine." Then again, Lasair also was the only person she knew with a transparent aura, so resistance to sleep magic wasn't the only thing peculiar about him. Maybe he just had a lot of rare characteristics at once. Like being left-handed and redhaired at the same time. The two things were unlikely on the average population, but not really mutually excluding.
"...If neither magic nor drugs help, this will probably be a silly suggestion, but... How about habitual calming things? Anything from daily life that may help you relax. Hot milk or tea, reading a book in bed, overall company, music, etc?"
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 8, 2016 7:06:20 GMT
He shook his head. “I’m sure under normal conditions, they’d do just that. But about an hour (maybe two if I’m really exhausted) into sleeping, the nightmares start and I wake up shortly after. If it weren’t for those plaguing me, I could probably go back to my old ways of sleeping in all the time.” A light chuckle came from his throat as he remembered that. Sleeping most of the day away was almost his favorite way to wake up.
To her second suggestion, he shrugged. “I never really got into those things. Before, I would go to bed when I was tired and sleep well. Now, it’s about the same. I get in bed when I feel like I’m going to crash and see if I’m lucky enough to get a night without mental pictures.” A small color came to his cheeks then, but it was faint enough to be missed in most lightings. “Last night was rather calming, however.”
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 8, 2016 7:16:50 GMT
Edelweiss thought she could spot a very faint blush on his cheeks for a moment, but itmight as well have been a trick of light. Hard to be sure. Any option it may be, she still couldn't help but let out a little chuckle at his last statement. "I can't really offer to hug the oxygen out of your lungs until you pass out every night, but I'd not mind offering company more often (or even lulling you occasionally if needed be). It's not like I can pretend to not be a night owl either; never been one to sleep early, even when I could."
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 8, 2016 7:30:24 GMT
Lasair felt himself smile again and was thankful for her kindness before he even spoke a word accepting it. “I don’t want to impose but… It would be nice being able to sleep normally every now and then. But lulling? Are you telling me you have a singing voice you’ve hidden away?” His smile grew a little. “I’ll have to witness that with my own ears.”
He took a small half-step forward, no longer enjoying the large distance between then. “As long as I won’t ever be preventing you from sleeping. I would hate to steal those precious moments of sleep away from you.”
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 8, 2016 7:41:29 GMT
"Everyone has a singing voice, Las." She said with a soft laugh, and as far as she could think it was true. Some people just had better singing voices than others, but singing in itself was something anyone could do - independing of if they do so well or not - as long as they're not mute. Besides, she was actually pretty accustomed to lulling some of the CAEsAL kids once in a while so it wouldn't be something all that new nor embarrassing.
She took a sip of her own coffee cup, figuring it was better to finish it before it gets cold, and offered the second cup to Lasair (as well as pointing at where the milk and sugar are if he wants to drop any in). "But if you really want to hear me singing it certainly won't be in the kitchen. The piano is in the living room." Talking of the piano, that brought amusing memories too. Those related to Stephen doing the most ridiculous and random action of bringing it upstairs, ages ago. When she didn't request or even have space for one. Had to move furniture around for it to fit there and everything.
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 8, 2016 7:47:17 GMT
He accepted the cup and moved to add a bit of milk and sugar into it before following her back to the main room. “Singing with a piano? Today just keeps getting better,” he hummed as he followed her, feeling rather happy at the moment. While she was right that all people had a singing voice, that didn’t mean all people could sing well. In fact, Lasair’s own voice was rather rough and never seemed to mesh the notes together just right. He supposed it came with never having the ear for music either.
“Do you have a favorite song?” he asked upon returning to the room. His eyes were drawn to the grand instrument now.
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 8, 2016 7:55:46 GMT
"Not really. There are plenty of songs I like, but what I appreciate most in a moment or another varies a lot along what I'm in the mood to hear."
She sat on the piano stool, and took a short moment to decide what to play. It was morning, they just had breakfast, and there was no sense in playing something that would put him to sleep right then. Plus it seemed like Lasair just wanted to see how she sounded while singing, not necessarily hearing a lulling song either. Well then, there it goes...
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 8, 2016 8:09:51 GMT
As the notes rang out, he found himself enthralled, unable to take his eyes away from her dancing hands. And her voice, it came out wielding a tone he’d never heard from her before. It wasn’t until after the last note died out that he dared do so much as move a muscle.
“Your voice is beautiful.” He paused a moment. “And the playing was amazing too. It was like your hands were gliding rather than pressing keys. The song was an excellent choice.” To be honest, he was having trouble conveying the way he felt in that moment. Yet hopefully she could tell between the words, the expression, the captivation. Already he wanted to hear her play another song.
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 10, 2016 4:44:47 GMT
"Thanks." She replied and couldn't help but chuckle as it seemed like Lasair was just pulling himself out of a musical daze. Well, she didn't expect that intense of a reaction, but it felt nice to know he liked her playing so much.
"Any other specific song you want to hear? Or we can go back to just chatting again." Or if not, then do... whatever else he does during mornings. Because not counting work, anything Edelweiss herself usually did at home at mornings tended to be lone activities, like reading and writing, and she'd not have work that day till after lunch time. Napping again right after breakfast sounded like a waste of time too.
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 10, 2016 5:46:33 GMT
As tempting as it was to ask her for another song, he resisted. All good things are best if used in moderation, after all. This should be one of those things. Else it might lose its value. And he didn’t want that happening to something so beautiful like this. “Next time I visit, hearing a song would be nice, but until then I’ll have to make due with the memory.” He smiled in a bittersweet sort of way, but was still happy all the same. It was his decision after all. For once it was his choice to suffer.
“What would you like to do instead, Edel? I can leave if you’d prefer to be alone to your thoughts.” Right, it was always better not to overstay your welcome. But he was a tad worried he had already done that somewhere between four and five in the morning.
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 10, 2016 5:52:43 GMT
Edelweiss blinked. If there are times for mankind when one's face truly loses any sort of emotion to become blank other than in death, this was one of those. Even Jasper would be impressed at that pokerface. "Of the few things I can be fully sure of lately, I think the one made clearest yesterday is me being alone with my thoughts is not a good idea."
She moved back from the piano stool to sit on the armchair across from Lasair. "What do you usually do at mornings?"
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
Post by Lasair Landevier Lupen on Jul 10, 2016 6:21:05 GMT
Lasair winced a little, sorry to have given the suggestion to her. He was under the impression that last night was able to give her some kind of healing, if only temporary, that would make it easier to sort out thoughts. But if she was not that kind of person, so be it. He’d remember that for the future. “Right, sorry,” he said sincerely.
Before answering her question, he moved over to the couch and sat down, leaning forward to rest on his knees instead of reclining backwards. “Hm, mornings are usually a part of the night before, which is buried in books. But I do enjoy going outside to watch the sunrise.” Pausing, he allowed himself another few moments to think. “In the past, I never did much in the mornings either. Wake up, eat, get ready, head out for the day. Of course that was mostly de to my habit of sleeping in, but still. I guess my mornings are usually quite boring. Although some wouldn’t call ‘waking up at six am when you went to bed at four’ boring, but at this point I’d say it is.” After all, when you experienced the same nightmare so many times, you get tired of feeling scared of it. At least Lasair hadn’t woken up screaming lately. Those were tough nights.
Post by Edelweiss Fjäril on Jul 10, 2016 7:52:08 GMT
"It's alright. Having company helped, really; I do feel better today." She reassured quickly when he apologized, and that was true. But crying herself to sleep, albeit a good emotional escape, did not actually solve her issues and the temporary relief was just that: temporary. It should last as long as she kept her mind busy, if not with happy things or work things then things related to someone else would do - anything but her own thoughts, lest they'd be back again.
"That does sound common, but not boring. That depends on what books you bury yourself in, and what the day brings your way." She pondered for a couple seconds before backtracking to his mention of sleeping at 4 and waking at 6. True, the "kiss abd kill" dream wasn't the only nightmare that plagued him... "What else have you been dreaming off that doesn't let you sleep for more than a couple hours a day?"
"All power tends to corrupt and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Great men are almost always bad men." - John Dalberg-Acton
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