[ temenos listens very attentively to this high tech explanation that luke gives that is absolutely perfect and i am amazed at how good it was.
the shop itself is nice. aside from the high tech parts, it honestly feels a bit more like being in solistia - he turns his attention away from the the iris on his wrist and walks the halls of the shop, instead, peering around simulated corners, poking around at shelves. ]
I see, I see. This is somewhere from home for you, I take it...?
[The shelves are filled with all kinds of antiques; specifically, there are lots of different clocks and cameras, but Temenos might also spot things like old little TVs, a phonograph, y'know. Old timey stuff.]
I spend a lot of time here, so it was an easy environment to practice on.
What sort of work do you do, Luke? This is quite the variety of goods.
[ temenos' interests blip curiosity underneath the placid, easygoing surface. and - oh! the phonograph actually catches his attention, entirely, and he pauses in front of it. ]
Well... actually, I'm a detective. [He winks.] This shop is just a cover. But I like antiques, so if someone comes in, I'll usually help them out with what they need.
[But he follows Temenos's attention.]
Kind of! This is an older version of one. It uses a cylinder, not a disc.
[ help. he looks amused, though it's hard to tell if he believes luke right away or not. doubt, what i do, etc. but there's something particularly amusing that comes through in his emotions when he addresses it, and temenos hums. ]
Are you, now? What sort of detective work do you do?
Hmmm... well, I had a gig as a bartender once. [(meme voice) THAT'S ENOUGH JOBS] The owner, Mr. Cole, was a good guy--later on, I found out that he'd loaned someone money, but he was having trouble getting it back. That person intentionally switched up their handwriting for their signature so that Mr. Cole couldn't win a lawsuit against him. [This is definitely how things work.] So I tracked the guy down and got him to admit he'd lied.
the emotional blip of approval. like delight. hehe. ]
I see. I'm sure he must have been quite pleased. [ and by way of explanation for this emotion, he will finally actually say: ] ...I do rather similar work in my line as the inquisitor, though in a less private regard.
Mainly, it is dealing with tasks for the Pontiff, as his investigatory arm.
[ glorified errand boy ]
However, it often requires unraveling mysteries and chasing down information. It is not the entirety of my job, but it is a part that I quite enjoy: I do it often enough that one of my companions thought I was a detective solely by trade for some time.
[Themisworld is Earth Slightly To The Left so he probably understands what Pontiff means; though, even if he didn't, Temenos's profile is pretty thorough, so this isn't all that surprising to learn. He looks interested, though!]
anyhoo!!! there's a little flicker of amusement to that, a glimmer of interest, and he chuckles. ]
Very well. Recently, I solved a string of murders relating to heretical activities. [ (sisi voice) lemme app the guy who solves murders to the murdergame that won't make me suffer or anything. in fact let me do it TWICE ] The culprit was seeking out victims to act as stand-ins for the eight gods of Solistia, who are prayed to in a certain order. Praying that order backwards is generally taboo.
His first victim was a stand-in for Aelfric the Flamebringer, the final god those of the Sacred Flame pray to. The second, a theologian and scholar - Alephan the Scholarking, the penultimate. The third god in reverse order is the Lady of Grace, a dancer. As such, my companion and I sought out a dancer performing in a tavern, and were able to prevent her unfortunate assassination and apprehend the criminal.
[ this is why you aren't allowed to die early i need you to suffer with me. anyway
temenos tells the story calmly, and his emotions betray nothing else - sliding into thoughtfulness, and something not quite uneasy, but more like... resolved. this case is long solved, and yet, parts of it linger on. ]
The folk legends say that you invite a curse, praying in the reverse order. Curses are a folly, but in reality, the killings themselves may have been representative of a larger order, in service to a different god. The perpetrator in question turned out to be a member of a group set on bringing about an eternal night to Solistia through the god of chaos, Vide, and hoped the blood sacrifices in heretical order would help to speed the process.
Quite the legend to unravel, in the end. One loose string in a very sticky web.
[okay but only if you hold my hand and tell me I'm really smart when I forget how to read]
I see. [Crazy religious people... Luke has also seen some cult bullshit in the past but there was no murder that time. For once. (I think.)] Stellis isn't all that religious, to be honest. We have our customs, but the closest thing I know of is probably over in Svart. Their church is still headed by the king, as far as I know.
[ okay but only if you do the same for me. i missed a whole murder in this list. im sorry random unnamed apothecary
oh, fascinating. he tilts his head, emotions flickering a mild curiosity as he fiddles around with some of the things in the shop simulation, investigating them here and there. ]
It's hard to imagine a society without it. [ he sounds thoughtful as he says it, though, shelving whatever weird random trinket he's looking at. ] But then again, perhaps not.
I find it quite interesting, how many things that our worlds have in common, no matter how different they are. Perhaps that is the basis of humanity.
Yes, perhaps. Though, in a broader sense - the ways that humans interact with each other. In a sense, despite our increasing differences, some as large as valleys, the heart of our matters are all rather similar. And that goes for the positive and the negative.
You do make a good point. You see it in stories too, I think--even novels that were written hundreds of years ago have themes we can relate to. [He says, like a book nerd.] I kind of like it. It feels a little less lonely to be here, knowing that we share so many similarities.
[Also it makes their jobs easier knowing that people will be people no matter what.]
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the shop itself is nice. aside from the high tech parts, it honestly feels a bit more like being in solistia - he turns his attention away from the the iris on his wrist and walks the halls of the shop, instead, peering around simulated corners, poking around at shelves. ]
I see, I see. This is somewhere from home for you, I take it...?
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Mmhmm! It's my shop.
[The shelves are filled with all kinds of antiques; specifically, there are lots of different clocks and cameras, but Temenos might also spot things like old little TVs, a phonograph, y'know. Old timey stuff.]
I spend a lot of time here, so it was an easy environment to practice on.
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[ temenos' interests blip curiosity underneath the placid, easygoing surface. and - oh! the phonograph actually catches his attention, entirely, and he pauses in front of it. ]
... A gramophone? [ not quite. ]
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[But he follows Temenos's attention.]
Kind of! This is an older version of one. It uses a cylinder, not a disc.
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Are you, now? What sort of detective work do you do?
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That depends on what people ask me to look into. I do private investigations, specifically, so I usually work with individual clients.
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I see. For example?
[ there is genuine curiosity there, too, emotionally. little ? ! ]
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Hmmm... well, I had a gig as a bartender once. [(meme voice) THAT'S ENOUGH JOBS] The owner, Mr. Cole, was a good guy--later on, I found out that he'd loaned someone money, but he was having trouble getting it back. That person intentionally switched up their handwriting for their signature so that Mr. Cole couldn't win a lawsuit against him. [This is definitely how things work.] So I tracked the guy down and got him to admit he'd lied.
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the emotional blip of approval. like delight. hehe. ]
I see. I'm sure he must have been quite pleased. [ and by way of explanation for this emotion, he will finally actually say: ] ...I do rather similar work in my line as the inquisitor, though in a less private regard.
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The inquisitor? [Clocking Temenos as another ye olde... though he didn't really need the confirmation tbh] What's that like?
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[ glorified errand boy ]
However, it often requires unraveling mysteries and chasing down information. It is not the entirety of my job, but it is a part that I quite enjoy: I do it often enough that one of my companions thought I was a detective solely by trade for some time.
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What kind of mysteries? [He grins.] A trade.
[He shared, your turn!]
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anyhoo!!! there's a little flicker of amusement to that, a glimmer of interest, and he chuckles. ]
Very well. Recently, I solved a string of murders relating to heretical activities. [ (sisi voice) lemme app the guy who solves murders to the murdergame that won't make me suffer or anything. in fact let me do it TWICE ] The culprit was seeking out victims to act as stand-ins for the eight gods of Solistia, who are prayed to in a certain order. Praying that order backwards is generally taboo.
His first victim was a stand-in for Aelfric the Flamebringer, the final god those of the Sacred Flame pray to. The second, a theologian and scholar - Alephan the Scholarking, the penultimate. The third god in reverse order is the Lady of Grace, a dancer. As such, my companion and I sought out a dancer performing in a tavern, and were able to prevent her unfortunate assassination and apprehend the criminal.
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But Luke crosses his arms loosely, listening to Temenos's story. Religious moida... wild...]
Were the murders just symbolic? [Like ritual sacrifices...] Or did he have an end goal?
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temenos tells the story calmly, and his emotions betray nothing else - sliding into thoughtfulness, and something not quite uneasy, but more like... resolved. this case is long solved, and yet, parts of it linger on. ]
The folk legends say that you invite a curse, praying in the reverse order. Curses are a folly, but in reality, the killings themselves may have been representative of a larger order, in service to a different god. The perpetrator in question turned out to be a member of a group set on bringing about an eternal night to Solistia through the god of chaos, Vide, and hoped the blood sacrifices in heretical order would help to speed the process.
Quite the legend to unravel, in the end. One loose string in a very sticky web.
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I see. [Crazy religious people... Luke has also seen some cult bullshit in the past but there was no murder that time. For once. (I think.)] Stellis isn't all that religious, to be honest. We have our customs, but the closest thing I know of is probably over in Svart. Their church is still headed by the king, as far as I know.
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oh, fascinating. he tilts his head, emotions flickering a mild curiosity as he fiddles around with some of the things in the shop simulation, investigating them here and there. ]
It's hard to imagine a society without it. [ he sounds thoughtful as he says it, though, shelving whatever weird random trinket he's looking at. ] But then again, perhaps not.
I find it quite interesting, how many things that our worlds have in common, no matter how different they are. Perhaps that is the basis of humanity.
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Temenos is free to fiddle what whatever he likes; Luke didn't manifest anything sekrit or embarrassing, unfortunately. He tilts his head slightly.]
Things like religion, you mean?
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anyway. another hum. ]
Yes, perhaps. Though, in a broader sense - the ways that humans interact with each other. In a sense, despite our increasing differences, some as large as valleys, the heart of our matters are all rather similar. And that goes for the positive and the negative.
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You do make a good point. You see it in stories too, I think--even novels that were written hundreds of years ago have themes we can relate to. [He says, like a book nerd.] I kind of like it. It feels a little less lonely to be here, knowing that we share so many similarities.
[Also it makes their jobs easier knowing that people will be people no matter what.]