exsilium | eleventh rune; unholy; video

[He thought he could handle this situation on his own, somehow. He thought he would sort it out eventually, that it wouldn't matter to anyone but him -- these were creatures designed for his torment, meant to make him suffer. Their harsh murmurs tear at him more deeply and specifically than anyone else; unlike the others, he feels their burning claws slice into his back, their eyes boring into him. The demons curl around his ankles like unwanted cats; they settle in the chinks of his armor and hiss, their whispers as corrosive as acid. They don't tell him anything he hasn't heard before, which is partly why he's taken so long to say anything. He feels sure that the problem was contained--confined, even, to Koltira alone.

But recent posts on the network suggest that this is not the case.

Koltira stands in the center of his lake, on his platform of ice. Byfrost is stuck into the platform beside him, its blade completely invisible beneath the thick, writhing mass of miasma that envelops it.]

I apologize. If you have heard cruel whispers recently, or seen the shadows emerge from the dark and give chase, then I am to blame. They are demons meant for me, released by the evolution of my runeblade.

[He pauses a moment before continuing. His usually inscrutable expression is pained: his eyes are half-closed, his lips are thin, and his long eyebrows are drawn together in frustration. He hates that he has to do this, but there's no other choice.]

I cannot defeat them. They are reaching out from their own plane of existence, a realm of shadows.

[Another pause. He's getting there. It's happening.]

I ... I am powerless to enter this place. But if any of you are willing, I can send you to it. You could clear them away.

[His fingers close into a clenched fist over his chest. He exhales.]

Please.

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[Sango has managed to avoid the creatures for the most part, but her occasional brushes with them are hardly pleasant.]

I have experience with exterminating demons, though they're not quite the same, I've noticed. I will go into the realm to help destroy them.

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[Oh, well, and here she thought she'd just finally gone off the rails on a crazy train. At least it's not just her!

Other people have already volunteered, but she'd rather not just sit around regardless. This has really been wearing on her usual good humor.]

Send me.

[She's looking a bit haggard, but concerned. Meant for him...?]

They're with you all the time?

I'll help you, Koltira. Please send me to them.

[There was no fear or hesitation. He had thought for a long while that something was wrong with Byfrost. Now that the solution presented itself, he was ready to help.]

Koltira.

Are you going to be okay?

[A lot of people have volunteered so far. Should she go as well? At the very least, she can shield....]

[(But she's scared)]

Oi, darling [She's behind him, healthy as can be, though the irony of the shift in their situation doesn't slip past. There's a gentleness to her tone, something out of respect and gratitude that she hasn't ever been quite capable of expressing before now. Or likely any time soon, but--] stay out here much longer and you'll catch cold.

[Piss poor humor. Can't be helped.] Tell me what this is all about.

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