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#14243856 Nov 07, 2019 at 03:06 PM
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"Ghosts are usually the remnants of a person's soul who couldn't go to the Hereafter when they died," Vahn explained in a matter-of-fact manner, as though simply explaining why the sky was blue, or why gravity existed. "Most of them usually think they're still alive, and continue to relive traumatic moments in their past--usually the ones that keep them anchored to his plane instead of the next."

At some point, he had withdrawn his journal, and was already scrawling notes as North Light recounted his experience. He tapped the back of his pen to the corner of his lip, rolling his eyes upwards in thought. "Maybe your memories can release them? And maybe, if we can help you unlock forgotten memories, you'll learn something about yourself as well?" he suggested. "I'd like to go inside~"
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#14243863 Nov 07, 2019 at 03:21 PM
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"Traumatic moments...?" North mutters to himself. "How, dreadful. That pour soul."

With Kora's acknowledgement and Wanderer's suggestion, he felt a sigh of relief. "Thank you for doing this. I will wait right here and uhm... see if I can remember anything else."
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#14243869 Nov 07, 2019 at 03:30 PM
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"Did you bring any purifyi- Oh you'll stay right there?" Kora says sweetly until her expression darkens. She crosses her arms as she stares at North Light with narrowed eyes.

"If the spirit is somehow tied to your past then we'll need you with us." kora smirks a little.
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#14243873 Nov 07, 2019 at 03:37 PM
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North crosses his arms, mirroring Kora's pose. "Weren't you the one questioning why I would want to come back? I'm not the expert here. I would only get in the way."

With that, the clouds open up and rain starts to fall. He mutters a curse beneath his breath.

"O-on second thought. Perhaps it would be best if we were to stick together."

He gestures to move in, but does not lead the way.
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#14243880 Nov 07, 2019 at 03:47 PM
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"I think it'll be alright Mister North Light," Vahn said earnestly, placing a hand on the small of North Light's back--if only because he couldn't reach his shoulder. "We'll be with you the whole time."

With his gesture, he started towards the manor, finding it a little hard to contain his own excitement. He really liked ghosts.
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#14243900 Nov 07, 2019 at 04:46 PM
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Kora blinks as rain begins to fall and North Light suddenly changes his mind. She sighs and pushes her short pink hair back. "Nobody in their right mind would call me an expert." she mumbles grumpily to herself as she follows behind Wanderer. She glares at the short Harani's back for a moment, identifying Wanderer's strut as much too excited for the present circumstances.

To be safe, she draws her short sword with practiced ease and cautiously looks around them. The steel looks dull in the dark and Kora prays to Nui that it works on spirits.

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#14244517 Nov 08, 2019 at 03:08 PM
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Vahn entered the building eagerly, looking at first for any signs of ghosts. He looked a little disappointed when there was no sign of any sort of specters, but his disappointment easily gave way to curious wonder. The abandoned building was still relatively furnished, and mostly unburgled. He couldn't help but hone in immediately on a book case, practically running to it.

He reached out a slender hand and swept the dust off of the spines of the small collection of books, then withdrew one, flipping through it. He looked... perplexed. The text within told a story that had no factual basis in history or reality, and he had never really read such a thing before. Fiction. He furrowed his brows, flipping through the pages slowly.
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#14245351 Nov 09, 2019 at 07:53 PM · Edited over 2 years ago
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North follows cautiously behind, lighting a lamp which still functioned despite missing its glass. He takes in the room, a luxury he had not been afforded when confronted by a ghost.

"What are you looking for?" he mused to Wanderer. "I don't see what answers you'd find in a book. Clearly the ghost left. I must have... scared it off." He smirks with an intrepidly false satisfaction, as if changing his mind about investigating this suddenly mundane house.

He looks to Kora, adding "And I did so hope to see you in action. How did you handle the spirits of Perrynore? How many ghosts has that blade vanquished?"
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#14246031 Nov 11, 2019 at 03:31 AM
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"I've always looked to lore for answers," he said, still paging through the book. "A book collection can tell you a lot about a place or a person. What sort of things did they read? Did they have much time for leisure? Were they enrolled in some sort of educational program? Are their books difficult to read or access for common folk, or more simple and accessible?"

He closed that book, then pressed it back into the cavity he'd left by withdrawing it. Then, he picked out another one. This one seemed to interest him more, but the leather cover was warped and wrinkled, some of the dye washed out and forming rings. The pages were just as wrinkly, and much of the ink was smeared beyond legibility. As he continued to flip through it, a small, thicker piece of paper slipped from between its pages and fell to the ground, face-down.
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#14246670 Nov 12, 2019 at 03:37 AM
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Kora stares at Wanderer incredulously as the small Harani walks into the room and starts picking things up. As nothing happens she relaxes slightly and lowers her blade, though she doesn’t sheathe it yet. She frowns as she considers North’s questions. How many ghost has it vanquished? None. How did they handle the lost souls in Perinoor? Avoidance.

Kora clears her throat and shrugs, keeping her expression convincingly neutral “Enough.” and then quickly starts towards the piano. She trails her fingers along the broken instrument, and investigates the dust that clings to her hand.

“You played this?” she asks North Light, pointing at the broken piano. “And where did you see the ghost?”
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#14246823 Nov 12, 2019 at 08:48 AM · Edited over 2 years ago
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Kora's dismissive answer causes North Light to flinch in confusion. After a pause, he would follow her towards the piano, disinterested in Wanderer and his books.

"Did I play this? I... believe so." He takes in a deep breath and allows the familiarity of the room to guide his thoughts. "I drew quite the crowd, too."

He sets his lantern on the piano.

"The owner here took me in after I had... ran away? The other Warborn.... they..." he stops to shake his head and smiles defensively. "Well /here/ I had been treated fairly. While I wasn't very good at being a Warborn, I was good at this," he taps the piano, picking up a cloud of dust.

"As for the ghost," he turns around and points behind Wanderer. "He was tending to the bar, over there. It must have been my master at the time - no no no - my friend. "
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#14246829 Nov 12, 2019 at 09:13 AM
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Vahn paused, looking to the fallen parchment. He bent at the knee and picked it up gingerly. It wasn't quite parchment. It was thick paper--card stock of some kind. Then, he turned it and stared. It was a photograph, and on it were two smiling men, unfamiliar to him, and slightly out of focus. Was it taken here? Near to here? He hummed, all of this unfolding while Kora and North Light made their brief exchange. Why was this photo in this book, of all things?

He continued to leaf through the book, nothing else loose between its pages. He flipped right through to the cover, then paused. There was a handwritten message there. He read it, trying to puzzle out who it had been intended for, and what role the signer had in this place, or in North Light's past. "Mister North Light?" Vahn interrupted softly. "Do you know the Kalia family?"
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#14247506 Nov 13, 2019 at 07:58 AM
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“Maybe you’ll remember how to play.” Kora suggests softly then looks down at the broken piano dubiously. “And how to fix it.” she adds before making her way over to the bar behind Wanderer. She doesn’t pay too much attention to the other Harani and his books, though she raises her eyebrows at the mention of the Kalia family.

Kora looks to North Light to see his reaction before turning to investigate the bar. When nothing happens she carefully puts down the sword on the counter, within easy reach. She bends down to get a better look in the dark.

“Oohh.” She murmurs to herself and reaches out to grabs a few gold coins from a small stack. Her expression immediately turns to disappointment as the coins feel like rough wood instead of smooth metal. With a slight smirk she pockets a few.
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#14247600 Nov 13, 2019 at 11:09 AM · Edited over 2 years ago
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As Kora investigates the bar, North returns his attention to Wanderer. "The Kalia family? Of course. When Isodoro's wife died it was the talk of the town. I've never met them, of course. My masters, the Devanagari's, never spoke good of them. You know how petty wealthy families can be. Probably some old grudge." He laughs with Wanderer, as if he's gossiping over tea. "Why do you ask?"

North peers over Wanderer's shoulder at the photograph and would immediately snatch it away. "These two! I know them. They were the two men I saw. The well dressed one was standing over there." Pointing at the bar. "And this smug fellow was standing by me over there." Gesturing to the piano.

The rain falls heavy on the Tavern's old roof and lightning flashes through the boarded up windows.
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#14247811 Nov 13, 2019 at 07:14 PM
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Vahn wrinkled his nose a bit, not quite understanding the gossip. He had certainly read about wealthy families, but as far as he knew, he had yet to interact with any just yet, so the commiserating laughter was somewhat lost on him. He just about jumped out of his skin when the Warborn snatched away the photo, fumbling with the book in his other hand. Watching North Light recount what he knew about the men in the photo, he nodded, then turned his attention back to the open cover of the book.

"There's some water damage, so it's hard to make out, but... I think it says. 'To my dearest friend. May this help you find the answers you seek. With love, ...Ranul Kalia?'" he guessed. "Maybe... Rahul, or Rahui, or Ranui... Do you know the name?"
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#14247950 Nov 14, 2019 at 02:37 AM
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Kora glances up from behind the bar curiously at the conversation but is neither knowledgable of wealthy families, nor interested so she ducks back down.

Unable to see well in the dark she flinches when her hand feels cold metal. She leans back, pauses for a moment and then reaches in to grab and pull. With an audible crack old and rotten wood breaks as Kora pulls a rusty rifle from under the bar. Pulling the rifle out, she'd taken a good portion of the bar with it. A half rotten piece of paper floats to the ground, covering one of her boots, she ignores it as she turns the rifle over in her hands curiously.

A few wood pieces still cling to it and she pushes them off. It's covered in rust, and the trigger has long since disappeared. She looks to Wanderer and North Light, shrugging.
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#14250540 Nov 18, 2019 at 10:35 AM
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"Rahul." The word slipped out of North Light's mouth. "Rahul Kalia. He was my master." His face pales as he remembers and his gaze turns towards the bar.

"The ghost was him." He retrieves the lantern from the Piano and steps towards Kora, motioning for her to step aside. "He did not mean me harm. It was a message. There!" The lantern's light revealed a cellar door. Emboldened, North would not wait to pry open the door and slip inside.

The room was small and the ceiling short. North did not need the support of a ladder to descend and found it necessary to kneel inside. Beneath a century of dust and cobwebs several items stood before him.

"Th-this... I-I... " More memories flood in, "He was a musician too. He kept his lute down here along with his ledgers. And his..." North's eye catches the glimpse of a wax-sealed envelope. "His will."
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#14251355 Nov 19, 2019 at 09:59 PM
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Vahn pressed his lips together, watching North Light put together the puzzle of his memories. He remained silent, not wanting to interrupt the process, instead following somewhat closely, both out of a mix of concern and curiosity. He felt sad for the Warborn when he mentioned a master--and though this particular master may have been kind, subjugation made him very uncomfortable.

"...A last will and testament?" Vahn asked. "Nobody retrieved it, after he...?" he trailed off.
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#14251480 Nov 20, 2019 at 03:23 AM
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Kora stumbled backwards a little as North Light opens the hidden door. She quickly put the weapon down on the counter and leaned forward to look inside the cellar. All she could see was North Light’s broad back.

“Pretty gruesome delivery.” Kora said quietly, and then addressed North Light in a normal volume. “Can you read it?” She held up the lantern to provide better light.
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#14251868 Nov 20, 2019 at 03:30 PM
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"Would that be proper? I am no solicitor!" he feigned to avoid impropriety. "Well, I suppose just a peek."

He stood up and leaned his chest against the floorboards, holding the document within the lantern's light. He thumbed away the brittle wax seal and scanned the surprisingly brief document. "His name was Rahul Kalia. I was right. It appears as if he's left most everything to... his beloved Ishaan."

North folds the document and sets it inside his pocket. "I know the name. He was my other master, the one who brought me to that home." He lifts himself out slowly from the half cellar, his spirit drained. "I think that's enough memories for today, I think."

"The storm seems to be letting up, too."
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