aefenglom | 005

Name: Prompto Argentum
Date: 2/8
Format: video

[In the background of this video, there's the (relatively) hushed sounds of a certain Sun King's voice, trying to get someone to stop and rest, as she should. He's being met with growls of "I'm busy!" along with some pots and pans clanging and chopping as she’s clearly trying to make Something. It might be a stew? There's still the remains of a varied breakfast and food packages that were just set on the table. Pointing this out does not appear to be much of a deterrent.

While all that’s going on, Prompto just sort of. Gives the camera a Look.]

So, I was going to let everyone know that hey, I'm back, Insomniac Delivery is back up and running, please do not try to eat my chocobo, photos will be back soonish, et cetera et cetera, but Caren dropped some interesting information at breakfast this morning and that takes priority. So.

[Pause for effect. An effect that is likely somewhat spoiled as more extreme measures of putting things on higher shelves is met with highly vocal protests decrying it as an unfair move.]

Apparently Dorchacht used to be a monster city.

[Yet another pause for further effect. And also a drink of coffee because boy, does Prompto need the (sugary, creamy, mostly everything but coffee) caffeine this morning.]

So, according to Caren's...contact? Before Drummond or whoever came around, witches lived in a separate part of the city because they were considered the dangerous ones. They said they treated the witches fairly and I'm pretty sure it'd be hard to treat people worse than how Dorch was when we got there, but, uh, maybe take that part with a grain of salt?

[And of course, in the midst of Prompto trying to explain, he’s interrupted by the menace in the background.]

This also could have been centuries ago so- no, I don't want tea. I don't feel like being drugged today, thank you!

That's not what-- [He lets it go. It's not that important right now. He plucks a ladle away from Caren.] It sounds as though they avoided the consequences of full moons without Bonds, but still engaging with one another.

[Prompto is just gonna ignore all that going on in the background. This is important. And also Ozy can handle Caren better than he can, let’s be real.]

They also told Caren about where Monsters and Witches came from, according to Dorchacht's lore, and what the Cwyld is...sort of. At least why it's a thing.

It's different from what they tell us here. According to their story, the Sisters freed the monsters from the True Fae and...Ozymandias! Don't put my knives there!

[And there she goes, back into the background. Specifically, onto the counter to save her knives. Her efforts are near-immediately spoiled as Ozymandias loops an arm around her middle and tosses her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.]

You're only going to confuse everyone worrying about something like that right now. If you’re not going to rest, at least focus. [He brings Caren back into view, setting her down, but keeping a firm arm wrapped around her. It would probably be a very nice hug under other circumstances.] What Caren was trying to say is that the True Fae then angered the Sisters by teaching humans magic. Thus, they created the Cwyld as punishment for their insolence.

Prompto, I trust you can manage from here. I'm going to remove the temptation to continue trying to cook.

[He barely waits for an answer before opting this time to at least princess carry Caren.

Prompto, meanwhile, stares in utter bafflement as they go off because that sure is a Witch princess carrying a freaking Chimera. Just for a moment, though, before he turns back to the watch.]

Yeah, what Ozy said. Anyway, uh. That was a lot, but there were other things Caren’s contact mentioned, but this is already pretty nuts so...any questions?

[[Prompto, Ozymandias, Caren. All three are available for questions!]]

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As far as I know, they and the other troublemakers haven't gone to trial yet.

Mirrorbound tracked them down. We wouldn't help with something so stupid.

I don't think they will be executed, unless it's by public demand.

They caused property damage and trauma, injuries of course, but demanding life for this...

That seems excessive. Aefenglom doesn't think like we do.

Hmmmm...the public, eh?

[That's a demand that can be easily manipulated. A rumor here, a suggestion there, a whisper in the ear of the right person, and you have yourself a public demand. Although what good would another execution serve? On that thought, even if the Rathmores deserved it, there's value in what they know unless all that was already taken in by the Parliament.

There's a sound in the background, a kind of metallic clicking sound, as Bishop remained silent.

It feels foolish to think no Mirrorbound would help with something deviant, but if those were the facts as she knows it then who is he to argue the point. Her notion of Aefenglom however, does return to questions he's asked himself since he arrived. How do the Mirrorbound think now? How do the natives think now? What is the Parliament and Coven thinking? This all felt like a lot of nothing but also a very subtle game someone is playing, but he can't tell or confirm that.]

[She laughed quietly. It wasn't a kind laugh, or a nice one, even as she heard that metallic clicking noise. It could have been anything, but...

Still.]

You realize the public is a mix of humans, witches, and monsters, as well as the refugees that we brought with us?

And they are by and large people who have survived by keeping not only their Wall Intact, but by relying on each other. Life is a precious resource that is not spent lightly.

But of course, even as I'm saying this, things may be changing. I certainly know that what I was aware of with the Mirrorbound has changed simply by having the newest generation join us.

[Of course their lives are important. Every number on some politician or businessman's spread sheet counts.

Curious that she mentioned it, almost like she knows what he's thinking about.]

I realize that. It'd be nice know what the public thinks but, well, I don't have the resources to do a survey.

If you had the funds for it, you could have attempted to sponsor a quest.

People could have taken surveys for you, door to door.

[Oh neat. He can ask for that kind of service. Interesting.]

I'd need funds though, and for that I'd need a job and I have yet to really feel this place out for one.

I felt that way too. However-you can shop around, so to speak, with part time jobs. The shop keepers are generous, and if you need something else-

try the Quest board. There are also Mirrorbound who have businesses in town.

[Job hunting. Euch.]

I'll give it a look see.

[A thought then occurred. One of many he's had today.]

Is there an association or a guild in this place, or something like it?

Very well.

[That's not something she's thought of in awhile. She pauses, trying to think, and:]

I think some of the Mirrorbound started something called the Bracer's Guild? I think Elliot or Towa may know something about it.

Bracer's Guild?? What kind of name is that?

[He's not sure what to expect from something with that kind of name.]

Are they...mercenaries?

I honestly have no idea.

[Least she's honest!]

You'd have to ask them.

Right. That's going on the to do list.

[Sometime next whenever he remembers it.]

Any high paying jobs for chefs that you know of? Not to sound arrogant but I can guarantee the quality of the food for the paycheck I'm given.

[She sighs, exasperated.]

I'm not a book Bishop. Nor am I a program that can recite all information that may be useful to you.

If you wish to impress restaurants or cafes with your cooking prowess, go right ahead. But I'm not just here to provide you with information.

Good day.

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