lingeringfear | NPC Inbox: Fear

NPC Inbox: Fear

[Fear's inbox message is simply a crackling of static, with vague thumps here and there. It goes on for about thirty seconds before cutting short, like the sound was snapped off.]

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Information about your power.

Ah.

[Interesting.]

And what are you offering?

You want fear, no? I've felt fear, and faced it. ( She doesn't just mean fears given the Fear Demons, but maybe he's familiar with them when they came here ) What would you have?

I'll take that fear, yes. You can offer it to me in my temple.

[At least she's being realistic about this- not expecting something for nothing.]

What kind of information do you want? Your answer determines the amount of power I'll require in return.

( The irony of what she's doing with what she wants to know, and what she doesn't want to happen. Oh, Leliana )

What are you going to do with your power?

Three days.

[He says, with an air of finality.]

It should be more, but I'm feeling generous. I'd like you to spend three days in my temple, leaving only for short periods of time.

I'm already going there.

Then I'm sure we'll have much to talk about later.

Indeed we will.

( For as brave as Leliana is, and as hardened her shell now is, there has been plenty of things that she has been afraid of in her life. Not all of it is true fear, and she is thankful that she did not have to encounter the Nightmare, but she has known fear.

She's been afraid of losing her life, with the betrayal of Marjolaine striking her hard, or the challenges against the darkspawn. The Deep Roads had been a place of terrible thoughts and heightened emotion, with Leliana often jumping at the shadows.

Not everything that she has feared in the past Leliana still does -- she no longer fears Marjolaine, or the Warden that had killed her, but she remembers how it felt then, remembers that same fear )

[It's three days later when Leliana finally emerges from Fear's temple, and Fear finds himself impressed- and a little endeared to her cause. She's strong, just like Sharon was, despite her fears. He can respect that enough to give knowledge.]

You want to know what I'm going to do?

( She remains with text, still outside his temple to reply. Leliana doesn't want to wait, wanting the information despite what may be lingering from her stay )

That was the deal.

Do you know why I don't want to tell you?

I can imagine why. Knowing your power, and what you wish to do, would be dangerous for you.

Yes... and no.

I gain power from fear. What if knowing my intentions resulted in you and your kind no longer fearing me?

Some may already not fear you. There will always be something we would fear.

Of course.

But it wouldn't be the same. It could prove disastrous... which is why I'm beating around the bush about it.

Oh well. A promise is a promise. Just try to keep this quiet, will you?

I can try.

( She will. Spreading it to everyone isn't part of her plan anyway )

I'm using my power to conceal the city.

I'm the only one of us who can.

Conceal it from what? Or who?

( Is Fear afraid of something? )

What else? That which killed our previous hosts, the other gods you know now, and the rest of our species.

If I hadn't, we would all be dead by now.

Does it have a name?

( Actually she has another question )

If we stopped fearing you would the concealment disappear, or would the power you've already gained still sustain it?

No.

But it is unfeeling.

Edited 2017-03-26 18:04 (UTC)

My power will run out, yes. Faster than you might think.

Unfeeling and unspoken?

( Rhetorical )

That explains much, whether or not it is intentional. ( The fact that monsters are more like to appear than something cute -- they need to keep their fears running ) Having something to be afraid of is healthy.

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