Catch all + 1 open prompt

[pyrafect]

WHO: Pyra/Mythra and you for one open prompt! The rest are some top levels
WHERE: Around
WHEN: Endgame stuff
WHAT: if you wanna talk with her before endgame! this is it!
WARNINGS: none so far

[ Pyra stands upon the edge of one of the docks, looking outward. Should you approach, she’ll glance at you with a soft, reserved smile. Turning her gaze back to the horizon before it may fade, she asks quietly, ]

Have you gotten your page yet? Are you excited to return home...?

[ Assuming, of course, the information that obtaining your character sheet is true... ]

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[superioritis]

Beautiful?

[ This ledge is child's play, so he ascends without assistance. He hums in thought. ]

Rigel may be replete with mountains, but the tallest of them all belongs to a witch who sells the souls of maidens to maintain her youth. Our largest forest is known as the Black Forest due to the dense canopy that casts out nearly all light. Then there lies a volcanic region to the west that the locals avoid out of fear, and to the east is a poisonous mire where the Faithful seclude themselves. Tell me, is any of this beautiful?

[ In a rather blasé tone, he rattles these facts out before pausing. ]

Don't misunderstand. I've already told you about Rigel Falls. The Empire is many things, but beautiful is not the word I'd use. If anything, I would call it grand.

[pyrafect]

[ She's sure she'd find beauty in that tallest mountain, that dark forest, and the volcanic lands anyway.

What is a good compromise? ] Wondrous, then.. to behold. The darkest of forest, the cruelest of mountains, the most unforgiving of igneous terrain...

[ Indeed, she does speak of it with wonder. ] ...Have you traversed all of these regions?

[superioritis]

All but the mire.

[ He never liked the Faithful, nor did he ever have a reason to visit Duma's abode. There's the tunnel that goes straight from the castle to the tower, too. Berkut doesn't consider this a loss. ]

A ruler must be familiar with the land he is to rule.

[pyrafect]

[ A ruler must be familiar with his land in order to defend it, too. What would happen, should those peasants cut into his territories? 

To travel all of those lands, while so young...  Most of his life must have been upon horseback, if not part of some battalion. ] And its people, mm. [ She says, reaching for the next ledge. ] 

Which area do you call your home... Or did you only grow up in Rigel Castle? 

[superioritis]

The castle is my home.

[ He waits for her to progress before continuing. They can chat while they move, and scaling a terrain like this one takes concentration. ]

Though it's been some time since I last settled there.

[pyrafect]

[ Bloop bloop they continue to scale the wall. Seems relatively easy, huh. For now. 

She slides along the wall carefully, palms pressed to the jagged surface of the cliff. Pebbles fall to the ground beneath her. ] 

When you... left your world to be brought here, were you already far away from the castle?

[superioritis]

[ He follows closely, knowing that a single slip could cost him—not so much that he might die from this height, but a tumble could easily disable him. ]

No. I'd just gotten back and was with Rinea when I heard a voice . . . and then I awakened in the well.

[pyrafect]

[ To be next to someone he loves after a time away, and then be torn away from her... ] ...All the more reason we scale this wall quickly, so you might return to her.

[ Having a little more room, she looks up the wall and-- hm.  The ledge above is enough for her to reach with a superhuman jump, but for him....? ] 

Here, I'll give you a boost. 

[superioritis]

[ Following her line of sight, he glances up. Indeed, the ledge is a touch too high for him to scale on his own. ]

Very well.

[ How he longs to see Rinea. He would've liked to earn that right through his strength alone, but this very ledge is proof that the town has other thoughts in mind. ]

[pyrafect]

[ She cups her hand together above her knee, letting him use it as a step up. Pyra follows soon afterward, once he's far enough to pull himself up onto the next alcove. Jumping high, she lands next to him with ease, running a hand through her hair.

Her eyes sweep over him before looking upward. ] ...Another gap. I'll go up first this time and help you up.

[ Already climbing, heyooo. Lookit dat booty ]

[superioritis]

[ No, thank you!

They progress like this: Berkut scales what he can, and any ledges beyond the reach of ordinary men fall to Pyra, who can frankly manage most (if not all) of the cliff on her own. They do what they must to satisfy the needy forest, talking little the rest of the way. Before long they stand at the top, none the worse for fear, where the chest awaits. ]

[pyrafect]

[ And they make it to the top!

Where only a single chest remains. 

Having told him of its requirement to retrieve the page within beforehand, she steps to the side to allow him to approach it. ] ...Take your time, if you must. It might not be an easy decision for all. 

[ Pyra had taken all of three seconds to choose hers. ]

[superioritis]

[ Berkut approaches the chest before Pyra finishes speaking, having already made that decision. He kneels down to inspect the chest; fed his sacrifice of choice, it opens without resistance to yield the sought after page.

Pocketing said page, he shuts the chest and turns to face Pyra. ]

Is that all? Then it's time to make our return.

[pyrafect]

[ She wonders what he sacrificed... but knows that it is too personal to ask. ]

Yes. Let's.

[ And with that, the two return to the town. ]