AUDIENCE: EMET-SELCH

[retellers]

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[retellers]

So, it's best to not be around distractions.

[ a pause. ]

This place is shit for that.

[arkitect]

So it is. You will simply need to work with what you have-- they are easier to ignore with practice.

[retellers]

Did you have other powers?

[arkitect]

Innumerable, if you want particular examples, but...

[hm. he's not going to bother going into more detail on the sorcery, but that's not all.]

Well, it was somewhat listed in the data. Normally I am able to observe the Underworld, and channel its energies.

[retellers]

The Underworld...

[ it's very frustrating not knowing whether they would normally find that weird or not. ]

Like the dead?

[arkitect]

In a sense. The Underworld exists both within and without our world-- it is the aetherial flow from which springs life, and to which all souls return after serving their purpose. It is not rare to be able to observe its presence and flow, but having strength in the gift is less common.

Had I the ability here, I would know both the strength of your soul and its color. Even if you disguised yourself further, its hue would give you away-- the same with all others here.

[are you sick of half-answers half-lectures yet, tiger, because this will probably never stop.]

Without it, this Realm appears quite a dull and depressing place, without a hint of the glow of life.

[retellers]

I'll be real with you... even without that, it's still pretty dull here.

[ then again, they're usually stuck in the castle all day except for calls. ]

What does the different colors mean?

[arkitect]

I do mean it in a very literal sense, but you aren't wrong, either.

[he's a little bored, it's fine.]

The colors themselves do not hold any significance, save for distinguishing one soul from another. How brightly they glow holds more meaning.

[retellers]

[ they nod their head. ]

So the brighter, the better?

[arkitect]

The brighter, the stronger, yes.

[the more whole, but he's not going into That just yet.]

[retellers]

I guess that makes sense. I mean, it's not like I can say that's all nonsense considering the info dump we threw at you.

[arkitect]

You could, I suppose. Thinking it nonsense would make it no less true.

[he knows it's very true, it wouldn't matter to him.]

[retellers]

[ they shrug. ]

It's not the weirdest thing I've heard or seen here.

[arkitect]

Then what do you consider the strangest?

[retellers]

[ they pretend to zip their lips. ]

Confidential, unfortunately.