AMIA ARCHIVE • View topic - [IC] Sign of Sharess - Cordor North -

Staggering off the cart in Cordor Outskirts, he chuckles darkly as the cart driver moves on. He'd been bleeding so profusely the hin rushed him to seek medical services. Swaying he gathers his bearings. The clean white dress shirt he wears, torn open and spattered with blood. Beneath the cloth puncture wounds riddle his chest, blood even darkened the dark pants he wore. Walking with a drunken like swagger he crosses the bridge and pauses glancing to a sign placed.

"Life brings pleasure and pain
First one, the next then back again
That both can teach is no surprise
But too much hurt brings your demise
And though the flame-forged sword is stronger
It weakens if you hammer longer
We do not grow through pain and strife
They are the enemy of life
So if you must raise on above
Best choose the path that leads to love."

~Choose Sharess, Not Loviatar~

Pausing in disbelief he turns to the sign and reads again. Casting a downward glance to his self mutilated body, he laughs, dark and bitter. He reaches out pressing his palm into the corner of the sign. Tearing the skin and flowing with fresh blood. Trailing his other finger through the blood he writes.

"Without pain, there would be no suffering.
Without suffering we would never learn from over mistakes.
Pain and suffering are the key to all windows.
Without it, there is no way of life."

Turning heavy bloody boots he moves off. The writing legible thin bloody scrawl.

Thilidar, while usually setting along the signs of Sharess with silent destruction, passes along this one with a blank gaze, staring for a while at the words beneth, he laughs. And nods to himself.

This one, I will leave standing yet.

Xaviera sighs and sadly shakes her head at the errors into which gullible people are led by the forces of evil. Entering the Temple of Love, she returns a few moments later with a piece of chalk and underlines the words

.....That both can teach is no surprise
.....But too much hurt brings your demise

and adds the following words at the bottom

.....Pleasure is the way of Life, and Pain the door to Death

"Some people just completely miss the point," she murmurs to herself as she returns within to pray for those misguided souls who have fallen under the sway of the Maiden of Pain, and for those, like the poor Sunite priestess Elandrus, who have been forcibly 'converted' at the cost of their Goddess-given freedom and even their very lives.

Passing the sign again, just as broken and bloody as the first time. He doesn't need to cut to find more blood. Trailing fingertips down crimson painted lips he smears across the chalk. Then writes beneath.

"Petty words for one who knows no pain.
I've felt the beauty of both
Only pain can shape you.
Pleasure makes you soft."

A large bloody pool at the base of the sign bares two heavy boot prints.

Xaviera's lips curl back in a cat-like snarl as her gaze alights upon the recent commentary when she passes by again a short time later. Spitting angrily into a cloth that she has pulled from her bag, she aggressively rubs out the first line of the latest addendum to her sign, preserving the sense of the addition while removing the personal comment. "Perhaps he'll bleed to death before he passes by again," she growls as she enters the Temple once more.

*Passing the sign, a figure clothed in white, leavs a black rose apon the sign*

*scratches into the post with a gauntles that seems to have been clawed*

"Plynnith wun vlos phuul wiles del verin. Plynnith a nindyn vel'uss lac i'lluth jiv'undus"

He watches her veiled in invisibilty. A tiny smirk tugs into his lips. She scrubs at his comment with a grumble. Womanly aged, contours of her hips -kinked in that "Come hither" way. Night having settled cloaking the area in shadows. He approaches her from behind and dismisses his sheilds. Same white shrit torn and bloody. Murmering in a deep voice hedged with sorrow.

"How did you know, it was a he. . .?"

The Captain apparently growing unamused with the consistent bloody writings and pools in Cordor North where people live and children play takes some measures to put an end to it. Persons in the farmlands are encouraged to find members of the Guard and report these instances promptly, to stop them (the culprit, potentially plural) from defiling Citizen Xee's property. Similarly, the guards are informed.

[IC] Sign of Sharess - Cordor North -

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