[ So he is here because of Aria but through more direct causes. As ever he is right; all problems lead back to her.
Partially present within her.
Hmm, now that's a familiar story. ]
Then how is it you are here now? What mechanism separated you?
[ Would it then be possible for Nidhogg’s shade inside to live again once more as Ardbert does? And if so, would that be a boon or a curse? As long lived as Great Wyrms are, civilisations could rise and fall a thousand times over before their grief begins to wane. Estinien would not subject the people here to something like that. And… he would not want to fight Nidhogg again. No, there is no satisfaction to be found in that. ]
[ Ardbert sighs and shakes his head, his hands tightening around the steering wheel just slightly. They're well into the Fringes now, so it's simply a matter of deciding where to stop for their bout. ]
We woke up in the same medical tent in the scrapyard, but in different bodies. It's not as if there's anyone we can ask about where this body came from or how my soul was put into it, either.
[ Much like many things in Diadem, they simply have to accept it as some odd cosmic occurrence. Which doesn't sit well with him, but there hasn't been much that they can do about it either.
A pause, and then he shoots Estinien a wry smile. ]
So, if I happen to disappear at random one day, now you'll at least know why.
[ So much uncertainty. He might have wondered if the same thing that befell him in the diffusion zones could have happened to Ardbert, but Ardbert mentioned that his body appeared on arrival. He might disappear only once they have found a way back to their star, but equally the magic that holds his form might just cease to be. No doubt Aria is already looking into it, but Estinien might also ask among his acquaintances to see if they might have some familiarity with something like this. ]
Anywhere around here is fine as long as we fight far enough away from the roads.
[ Anticipation is starting to build now. The last fight he had—real fight and not just the scuffles he gets into with these brigands and so-called raiders—was with Aria. And Ardbert claims to also be a Warrior of Light, with all that it entails. It promises to be a good bout. ]
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Partially present within her.
Hmm, now that's a familiar story. ]
Then how is it you are here now? What mechanism separated you?
[ Would it then be possible for Nidhogg’s shade inside to live again once more as Ardbert does? And if so, would that be a boon or a curse? As long lived as Great Wyrms are, civilisations could rise and fall a thousand times over before their grief begins to wane. Estinien would not subject the people here to something like that. And… he would not want to fight Nidhogg again. No, there is no satisfaction to be found in that. ]
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[ Ardbert sighs and shakes his head, his hands tightening around the steering wheel just slightly. They're well into the Fringes now, so it's simply a matter of deciding where to stop for their bout. ]
We woke up in the same medical tent in the scrapyard, but in different bodies. It's not as if there's anyone we can ask about where this body came from or how my soul was put into it, either.
[ Much like many things in Diadem, they simply have to accept it as some odd cosmic occurrence. Which doesn't sit well with him, but there hasn't been much that they can do about it either.
A pause, and then he shoots Estinien a wry smile. ]
So, if I happen to disappear at random one day, now you'll at least know why.
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In that case, I'll be sure to go easy on you.
[ So much uncertainty. He might have wondered if the same thing that befell him in the diffusion zones could have happened to Ardbert, but Ardbert mentioned that his body appeared on arrival. He might disappear only once they have found a way back to their star, but equally the magic that holds his form might just cease to be. No doubt Aria is already looking into it, but Estinien might also ask among his acquaintances to see if they might have some familiarity with something like this. ]
Anywhere around here is fine as long as we fight far enough away from the roads.
[ Anticipation is starting to build now. The last fight he had—real fight and not just the scuffles he gets into with these brigands and so-called raiders—was with Aria. And Ardbert claims to also be a Warrior of Light, with all that it entails. It promises to be a good bout. ]