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Oh for...of all th' irresponsible...

[There's some angry Scottish muttering as Merida sets her locket down, standing in front of what looks like a shrine to the White Hart in armor. Or it had been before it was desecrated in such a manner. Her knees sink into the dirt and tugging her quiver and bow off and setting them to the side, she starts to fix it up, huffing. Her locket is angled so that she can look at it while she works, pulling a face when she pulls things out of the broken shrine before tossing them over her shoulder.]

As if we didn't have other things to worry about with th' Void comin' closer. Honestly, whatever happened to respectin' th' gods? I thought th' Black Shuck an' th' White Hart held sway over these lands.

[It's the second one she's come across in the last day or so, though she bets there are more like this. Even her ears had caught noise of the riots that had started happening in the Drabwurld, and not shardbearer related this time. Merida shook her head as she set the shrine artifacts upright, making a mental note to replace them as she sighs. She can't claim to know the affairs of gods, even with what Ben said about the vision he had. After a minute or two and the shrine starting to look better, Merida pulls her hands back to rest them against her legs, pausing before picking her locket up again.]

Does anyone consider just...stayin' here? Settle down after th' war ends? I don't know if I could go back home to who I used to be, if I could just forget everythin' that's happened here an' all the people I've met, th' friends I've made. [She reaches to brush the hawk feather behind her right ear back, braided into her hair like it is.] Just curious if anyone else feels th' same way I guess.

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{She brings up a lot of good points - things he has thought about time and time again. Can he return to Middle Earth after everything he has endured? Will he be the same Man? One thing he knows for certain is, if he does return, he wishes to forget the time he spent in the Drabwurld.

He must become the Man he was before - the one filled with hope.}

It is difficult to make that decision when your friends leave you behind.

Well, there's still a goddess back home whose butt needs kicking, so... no. I guess I never really thought about staying here.

[ It's a good question, though; there are people he's met here that he wouldn't want to leave behind, either. But getting back and taking down Gaea has been his priority since his very first quest back home. It's personal. ]

[The thought, the news of anyone doing such a thing to a shrine or temple is almost enough to make Colette feel ill even prior to Merida's actual question about the idea of settling down here. She's a religious person in her own faith, at least. Just because someone didn't believe, that didn't mean she would do such a thing to the shrine of a god they worshiped.]

I'm not sure. I mean, back home I was.... [Well. Ready and willing to die.] My friends are there. My grandmother and father. I miss them. But I know I don't want to forget the friends I've made while here either. I know I'd miss them too. I guess I hadn't really thought about it.

[Hadn't thought about any sort of life after her Journey, really. Like most everyone back home, she never even anticipated that she would reach her seventeenth birthday. And yet. She had.]

[No comment on the shrine desecration; Gilgamesh has no taste for gods and even less for the Shuck, who's sentenced him to an agonizing death on Samhain, but on the matter of staying or going...]

I would return only to madness.

[Which, needless to say, doesn't make him all too eager to leave. He notes the feather with a small smile, however, and gently teases:]

You wear it well, little atmu. It pleases me you carry my token with you.

You are gravely mistaken, lass. There is no, 'after the war'.

The war is the scope of eternity. We sit here at its end. Should Unseelie win, all of us are dead. Each and every one. When together they have enough shards, they need only to flex their will, and the shards of all of us shall be ripped from our bodies, attracted to the mass of all other shards, made to re-form the Gem of old.

Should Seelie victory be ours, we shall also perish. But as willing sacrifices, giving up ourselves that the cycles of life may yet continue; as guardians to all which might come after us, guardians of the future. We shall be reduced to our barest elements, and be used to give life to our worlds anew at the breaking of the new First Dawn.

You should reflect on this, and on the great responsibility you bear your world.

Edited 2015-05-09 15:41 (UTC)

With the Void on the horizon, some might feel as though their Gods have abandoned them.

[ It was something he understand well enough, from the histories he's read on the First Blight in his own world, to what had been happening before he arrived here.

As to her other question...

If the seelie would have their way, we would all face certain death, never to return, and all for the cycle to continue.

But, he doesn't say that, instead sighing. ]

Void or no, my world remains in danger, held at the hands of a madman who would proclaim himself a God, and tear apart the fabric of reality. I'd never be able to forget, certainly, but I would not abandon my duties, or my family and friends.

[ And the chance at a future. ]

[ After the war. That such a thing could remain a possibility seems only more and more unlikely to Gabranth as time wears on. But he's not about to speak on that, much less his own plans should he ever return home. ]

The gods rarely made themselves known to mankind in my own world, if ever at all. That they do so with some frequency here... [ He sighs. ] It's hardly a surprise that their respect should fall by the wayside.

I understand what you mean. This place has actually grown on me. I think under certain conditions I'd like to stay here too.

[Those conditions being the war ending and his family joining him.]

What a thing to dwell on, Princess.

[He was dressed in his battle raiment for once, walking down along one of the western roads. Behind him, one of the great big wolfhounds padded near silently, bumping his shoulder on occasion.]

Though, 'fraid you already know my answer. The only span of time I'll ever care about is 'this moment'.

[The gryphon looks contemplative for several beats after Merida posts, considering what she really feels.]

If what we're told about the destruction of all is false... then I think I would prefer to stay here. What I left behind me... I cannot return to that after all I've known here. To know that my kin that proceeded me here returned without knowledge... that I would be alone in what I know and what I've experienced.

[Her ear tufts flick back, beak grinding lightly as she shifts in the lockets' view.]

I would have to surrender my new abilities, which have granted me freedom I've never known... I would leave this war for the one I left behind me... [She shakes her head, rumbling low in her throat.]

Giving up those I've met here... surrendering relationships I'd have never had. [She shakes her beak lightly in negation.] If I could not stay here, I'd rather return to the lands of some of the others I've met... see new worlds and new people.

Edited 2015-05-10 03:19 (UTC)

This isn't my home, and it never will be. I have a job to do in Republic City, in the Four Nations. I can't stay here.

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