un: CliveRosfield | Video - Backdated to 7/5, late morning

[herofhopeless]

[The video turns on to show Clive outdoors. He seems to be walking rather quickly as he speaks so the video is a little shaky.]

Forgive me if the quality of this video is not great. It’s my first time doing this, but I have a message for the community.

At midday, there will be a battle in the Ochreward area. This is a planned event and there is nothing to be alarmed of. You will likely see and hear two giant creatures fighting. One will be a dragon and the other a dark knight upon his steed. Please say well clear of the area. While this is just a spar for them, it can very quickly become deadly for anyone who is too close or tries to intervene.

If the dragon sees you and can, he’ll likely do what he can to avoid hitting you. The knight will not. Don’t take the risk.

I repeat: do not approach the area. It will be unsafe for you. This isn’t a fun event to come gawk at. This is two highly skilled warriors testing their mettle against one another.

If you have any questions or concerns, please don't hesitate to let me know, and I will do my best to help you. I will be near the area where the spar is happening in an effort to prevent anyone from interrupting if the request needs to be made in person, but it would be safer if you asked here instead.

[ooc: You can find the log here.]

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[herofhopeless]

[Clive waits patiently, quietly focused on the man in front of him. He can't imagine this is easy to talk about, even if it isn't something that makes Sleipnir emotional. Which he isn't sure about either. Were he able to die and ressurect, Clive isn't sure he would want to talk about it at all, so he was grateful that Sleipnir is willing to share.

Clive focuses solely on Sleipnir, the sound of the distant battle but on the backburner, there if a sudden response was needed, but not necessary. No, his focus was on Sleipnir now. He nodded as he listened.]

Breathing my own blood is one of the worst experiences I've had on the battlefield. I can't even imagine what it would be like to fully drown that way. I'm sorry.

[And he truly does bear sorrow for the man. How many times has Sleipnir had to suffer through this pain? How many times has he thrown himself into it merely because he doesn't permanently die?]

What does it feel like when you come back? How can you tell when Barnabas is near? Does he pull you out himself or do you come back on your own?

[Clive coughs, the tips of his ears turning a little pink.]

Sorry, too many questions at once.

[quibblingfunctionary]

[ Sleipnir, face oddly unexpressive, will lift one shoulder and drop it again, trying to shrug away Mythos' sorrow for him. It is not for the other man to bear. Distantly he still sees their faces. Shock, horror, pain, sorrow. No, he would not have Mythos break open over it. Perhaps he should have censored himself more... Too late now.

But the rapid fire of questions brings back a small smile. ]

I enjoy curiosity and I do encourage it.

[ Sleipnir sees those little ears of yours, Lord Rosfield. ]

I come back on my own as if my liege has left a door open for me. It feels like... how to explain... When you first wake up- it's before you open your eyes, but you feel them. [ he places his hand on his chest ] You know the someone laying next to you is there even before you reach out.

Like that, but instead of reaching I am stepping. Do you understand?

[herofhopeless]

[Clive notes the sudden lack of expressiveness. He must have touched on something raw. Was it talking about his own experience or perhaps the apology? Based on conversations they had in the past, he wouldn't be surprised if it was because of his own expression of belated grief for the man. Sleipnir didn't seem to like others being concerned over him. Odd. Why?

He thinks back on the few times he has shared space with another in rest and nods.]

I understand. So you know he is nearby and are able to come back and meet him no matter where he is or where you died?

Oh shit Sleipnir, he's on to you.

[quibblingfunctionary]

[ Mythos is rewarded with a brighter smile. ]

Just so.

My [ that light waivers a touch ] being is drawn back to him once I pass.

[ He almost said 'soul', but egi do not have those. ]

[herofhopeless]

[For some reason, something in Clive preens a bit at the reward of that bright smile.]

Do you know if he feels it when you die? Like, a broken connection or a thread pulled to taught so it snaps maybe.

[If Sleipnir doesn't know, then Clive is relatively certain he won't ever know either. Barnabas was a steel trap and getting anything out of him would practically require torture.]