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Yral; The Neverend Artifact

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The sun sat high in the sky as Yral bustled and boomed with the usual busy day of the citizens. Yral was a labyrinth inside and out. It was the largest city in Lyonesse as you could get lost entering or exiting the city. Even those who knew the city, got lost here and there. 

In the main center of the market square sat a figure who knew where the artifacts were deserted. Those seeking power through out or a higher reason would come to this woman known as Ra. 

A woman who could tease you with power yet always let you choose the path to fate, destiny. Ra however was here to attract foreigners to find lost artifacts, tempting them to the dark side. 

She sat there as she awaited the one who wanted to find the Neverend. Though it wasn't cursed itself, the ruins it resided in were. There was a fifty fifty chance it could occur. Ra hoped it would happen. 

It made this all worthwhile.

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Tal Corric was entirely lost.

He knew who he was looking for, at least he thought he did. The descriptions he received were universally vague, though he knew it was a woman. Young or old, fair or weathered, he had no idea. No two stories were straight, and none of the storytellers seemed to have actually dealt with the woman who knew the secrets. Secrets of ancient knowledge, ancient wonders, and the strongest magics of Athentha. Secrets that Tal needed. He was a sin-eater, one who consumed the sins of others to relieve their souls of the burden, and in so doing damning his own soul for the sacrifice. It had been of little thought for him for many years, but he could sense that his own Reckoning was not far away.

The day he would have to answer for all the sins he carried. The day that he would face obliteration for bearing the stain of those sins.

He knew of one chance to deter that judgment, and it had led him here: to Yral, in search of a mythical sword and shield that might serve him in surviving the Reckoning. It was with this mixture of confusion and determination that Tal stepped into the market square, his features twisting in annoyance as a hundred people milled about, passing and trading and bustling here and there.

Slowly, he started moving through the crowd, looking for the woman the locals referred to as "Ra".

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334b4f4d1e71c22459140c0db7547fc9.jpgWell you're not the man I assumed was coming. Ra spoke as she approached Tal. I was hoping it was a demon or vampire. Seems only ones interested in these damned things are humes. Oh well, come along. It's a long walk to the Yral outskirts. The ruins are called Legoniare Fault. 

Ra spoke as she walked. She was not irritated or annoyed. She just wondered why this man wanted an artifact in a cursed ruin named after a dead family tree. 

I was half expecting a child of Ja'Guthra to show up. Or a relative of them. Huge family tree, since they keep breeding. But you'll doSo, tell me hume, why do you want the Neverend? It's nothing really special. 

Ra then looked at Tal. He seemed strong enough to face the danger within Legoniare Fault. But then again who really knew? The demoness sighed, it would have been more sane to get a cursed item, at least it had something worthwhile to get cursed. 

And yes, I'm Ra. You can call me that. Maybe one day I'll remember my real name. You are? Humes are interesting though. They seek things they don't understand, giving up precious things to gain power. 

Ra shook her head as she walked on again down the cobblestone street. She wondered what the citizens said of her to Tal. Was it good, bad? She was curious yet amused. 

Are the citizens truly afraid of me? I am merely doing my job as I am told. Seems the tales are more terrifying than I knew. Well, I hope you enjoy walking. It's a long one.

Ra sighed shaking her head. She was not good at playing tour guide. Nor why he seeked her out. Seems everyone was told to go to her when looking for artifacts. 

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He fell into step with her, blinking away his surprise at her blunt demeanor. Whatever mental image he had drummed up of the mysterious 'Ra', it certainly was not the woman in front of him. Part of him immediately dismissed all the stories of the demoness he had heard, but the rest of his mind had plenty of stories to remind him not to.

"Tal, Tal Corric. And I don't know if 'afraid' is the word I'd use. Mystified, or apprehensive. Cautious, maybe. And not power-hungry enough to go after the artifacts to learn these things themselves." He turned sideways to pass between two chatting merchants, taking care not to hit either one with the sword slung across his back. He struggled to keep up with the smaller woman as she wove through the crowds with ease.

"And I don't know about 'nothing special'. I have it on good author- well, from trustworthy- Okay, I heard once in a bar that it reflects magic. Lots of different kinds." His gray eyes steeled ahead, like a condemned man catching sight of the gallows. "I'm going to need it to do just that."

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334b4f4d1e71c22459140c0db7547fc9.jpgWell, how stupid of them to think of me that way. How do they know I'm not power hungry? I mean I run with an organization for pete's sake. 

Ra muttered darting between another group of chattering people. She hated when the market square was so busy. Looking over her shoulder, she paused to see Tal sluggishly trying to keep up. 

You'll have to be quicker Tal, else someone might try to peddle you a nightmarish dream. So, let me get this straight, you came all the way to a cursed land? For a sword that deflects magic? You're an idiot.

Ra was blunt but truthful. It was really dumb to come to Athentha for a weapon. Humes, what did they use those brains for? She didn't know as she sighed and Tal caught up. 

Well, you want to get your dumbass cursed be my guest. I bet that idiot Matthias Ja'Guthra told you about the sword and shield. That moron travels to any land--searching for people to help him gain royatly. Or something stupid like that. 

Ra shrugged as she walked onto the dirt path then. Looking at Tal, she shook her head. Still unsure why he came, why he wanted the sword it mattered not. 

I'm sorry.  I don't work with humans much. So my bluntness comes off as offense. I apologise if I was a bit harsh. I still find it dumb to go to a cursed land though. And these people, I don't think mystified works for me. 

I am, after all, just something they barely know. [/i]

Ra sighed, a bit tired now. But no coaches ran today. And she hated walking to far places.

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Tal shrugged. He admittedly did not have much of a plan for obtaining the Neverend, but in his position he didn't have a lot of options either. Desperation did funny things to a person's motivations, moral code, and willingness to travel to strange countries and meet mysterious women guiding adventurers to relics.

“Trust me, if there's two things I know well, it's being a dumbass and being cursed. Those parts I can handle.”

I'm sorry. I don't work with humans much.

That struck him as an odd sentiment. And few were better versed in odd sentiments than those who ate sins for a living.

“Yeah, that's fair. I don't usually work with...” He gestured to her, and hesitated: she looked human, for the most part. Beautiful even, something that might have interested him more when he was younger and not facing the imminent eternal demise of his soul. Tal wasn't sure what she meant by 'humes', but decided against guessing her lineage at first encounter. After an awkward pause, he settled on something diplomatic.

“...well, I usually just work with humans.”

Without realizing it, he had followed his new guide onto a dirt path. He glanced around in a bit of confusion, turning in a circle before jogging to catch up with her.

“How far are we walking, anyways? Foot-far or horse-far?”


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334b4f4d1e71c22459140c0db7547fc9.jpgThe word you're looking for is demon. Which I am. Though getting stuck with this job wasn't my idea at all.

Ra said as she turned to face Tal. It was the first time she spoke without actually being mean. Humans to her were something she didn't like experiencing in large doses. 

Horse far. The ruins that house that particular sword are guarded pretty well by monsters. I forget what they're called but they're not pretty. Bunch of fur and sharp teeth. 

Ra shook her head as he stood there. Tal was pretty tolerable for a human. But she also knew that behind the beasts that guarded the sword, they were led by something even more terrible. 

You can wield a weapon right? You know just in case it goes south. I mean you look like you been using one well, you should be fine. Hopefully. 

Her feet then picked up again as she walked. It was at least a good five miles to the ruins. And she hoped he could handle the walk. Though she wasn't enjoying the walk herself, she wasn't much of a walker. 

Why? You got a horse stashed somewhere in there?

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"Demon? You don't look like-" There was no delicate way to phrase that. Best to drop it entirely. He patted the worn hilt of the sword slung at his shoulder. "Well, the sword's solid, and a better friend than most people I've had to deal with. It'll get the job done, trust me."

You got a horse stashed somewhere in there?

"No, must have left it in my other pants." He shifted the heavy traveling pack on his back: the sum of his worldly possessions wrapped in old cloth and tucked into a leather pack that was ready to give up the ghost itself. "But I'm not opposed to grabbing one if we find one. I'd rather not fight these...fur things while I'm tired and hungry. You probably don't either, if demons....you know...sleep and eat."

Curious, he dropped back a step, sizing her up from behind. He didn't notice any obvious weaponry, which made him a little uncomfortable. As a reckless sword-slinger, he did not have a great track record with keeping others alive. He tended to dig in and tear his way through trouble, which had often times landed him in more trouble. "Look, I don't mean to be rude, but you're not wearing anything." A brief pause as his own words caught up with him. "Weapons. You're not wearing any weapons."

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Ra looked at Tal then as he spoke. It seemed he caught onto somethings quicker than most. It was good. He'd need that quickness in the trials he was about to undertake. 

I eat and sleep like humans do. Ra replied as she looked away for a moment. No, you're not rude. If you were you would have attacked me back there without question. 

She sighed and shook her head as she looked around. Small farms littered the countryside, so a glimmer of chance resided that they'd find horses. It was what he said next that caught her attention. 

You seem scared I don't carry a weapon. But I have many. I deal in magic and if need can summon a weapon. But sometimes I just use my bare hands.

Ra replied before she shrugged. Unlike many of the people here, the demoness wasn't afraid. And if people talked about her, she wanted to know exactly what they said. Were they truthful? Did they speak of her fighting prowess?

I don't tend to get involved with the trials of others to be honest. But should you need help, I don't mind defying the rules. So, tell me Tal? Are you afraid of demons? Humans--do they always be like the land says they are? That they are only looking out for themselves?

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"Your bare hands?" Tal managed to keep the incredulous tone out of his voice, and carefully re-assessed his new traveling companion. She seemed rather casual about the revelation, without the bravado that usually accompanied an empty boast. "You know, I knew a guy once who said he could pluck out someone's lung with one punch. I mean, he was hammered at the time, and of course he couldn't. But I've always kinda wanted to see it happen."

Humans--do they always be like the land says they are? That they are only looking out for themselves?

He sighed, his posture slumping a bit as they walked. He didn't answer at first, but chewed on his lip for a quiet minute. Part of his brain hoped that this wasn't some cosmic test, and he was about to doom humanity by talking shit. He also didn't want to be a hypocrite: this whole adventure was to try and save his own soul after all.

"Look, I might not be the best person to ask. I'm a sin eater, we're sort of...benevolent parasites. Living on humanity's underbelly, absorbing their sins to cleanse their souls. It really shows you the worst of people, and they're not shy about it either. So take it for what it's worth, but...yeah, kinda. We kinda are."

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