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Jul 27, 2017 8:47 AM
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They halt. They perhaps attempt to telepathically communicate something back, but he doesn't hear it.

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Fuck. Uh.

The words they send are like paintings on the outside of his shield that he can perceive but ignore...?

"Sorry, I'm trying to get the hang of, uh, the telepathy thing, can you repeat that. I'm - probably the most lost person ever. Professional lost person."
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How can we help you?

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"Where am I, who can I learn the language from, how does this telepathy thing work?"
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This is Mount Rerir, the easternmost of the fortresses on the northern front. You could - probably hire someone in the city. Osanwë allows sending and receiving thoughts, senses, and memories; if you distinguish mentally you can send some while withholding others, as you seem to be doing presently.

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Okay. He might not actually be safe, he has long since lost the luxury of not being paranoid, he's probably fucking everything up by attempting to communicate at all but he really wants to talk about things.

"All right, thank you. Uh. Do you mind if I preface my second set of questions with mental imagery you might find disturbing?"

Because these might not be the same group that butchered the camp. Horses don't condemn them.
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- go ahead.

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Here you go, have an image of the slaughtered camp.

"Do you know who did this and why?"
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They look entirely unbothered. Patrol yesterday, presumably. They're orcs.

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"And why does their species equate to being slaughtered to the man, woman, and child?"
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They serve the Enemy, don't give you a choice about it really. And they're better off dead - they're in pain all the time, it's what makes them ugly. If you want to help orcs you have to stop the Enemy, then maybe we could spare the babies.

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As a rule he does not trust people that declare their enemy 'The Enemy' and then slaughters everyone that serves them wholesale. Silly, really. Not based on much at all.

"'The Enemy'?"
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Morgoth. Gesture northwest.

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"Professional lost person, mate, I am from ridiculously far away. Who's Morgoth, what has earned the title 'The Enemy'?"
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Disbelieving blink. He is a Vala, one of the agents of Creation, and all evil and suffering in the world is his invention, and he bred orcs from tortured Elven prisoners and he killed the King and he means to rule the whole world.

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I don't think all evil and suffering's his invention, considering that you people casually slaughter children all on your own while fighting him, he doesn't say. Or send.

"... Is there maybe someone I can talk to that has the time and attention to tell me this plane's creation mythology and set of deities. Because uh." He attempts to send the impression of how far from home he is, and how many places he's been. Professional lost person. The most lost person you will ever meet. "I am very lost."
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...I am sure that if you go up to the city and pay for a translator they'd be as happy to teach you history as to haggle for you.

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"I do not think I have any money in your currency. Do you accept gold?" He doesn't have the precious gems anymore. He sold them.
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They'll be delighted to.

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"Excellent. Thank you very much, I'm sorry to have bothered you."
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Have a good day. 

And off they go.

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Awesome. Probably off to go slaughter some people. He could stop this group, probably, but this sounds like an overall organizational problem, and that will be easier to solve if he has not made enemies of everyone involved. He doesn't have an army to hide behind this time. This seems like flimsy justification to him, but he doesn't know what else to do. If he's doing the wrong thing by not reacting immediately, he guesses that he'll get to see another level of Hell when he dies. Maybe that one won't be paradoxically freezing, wouldn't he love that.

"... Hey, Ksxksskrth," he says to the air, "if you get the chance, and if it's not too far out of your way, can you get me a book on protections from psychics or something? These people all seem to be telepaths and my brain is feeling pretty exposed right now. Something that'll let me talk while keeping me safe, please. Again, if you get the chance."

A pause, then a nearby shadow murmurs: "Ittt will be done."

"You are the absolute best and I do not deserve you."

The nearby shadow chuckles, softly, but otherwise doesn't comment.

Veron does not go to the city. Veron goes looking for some orcs.
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There are none to be found! The orcs in this area probably have incentive to hide very thoroughly. He could retrace his steps back to where he first encountered orcs.

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Yep, retracing his steps sounds like a good idea to him.

Whee, orc finding.
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They came back to the camp after he left, it happens! They are fishing again. They freeze up when he approaches but this time do not flee.

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