As some may have heard, there will be a trip to the Upper Plate this week. If you need something...I can try to look for it for you, but I can't make any promises as to what I find.

If you wish to accompany me, you must be able to fly somehow. I can only carry one person with me and I could use all the help I can get. I've heard it's dangerous.

This...can't be right. Ormazd, how is this possible? I was just-

[Silence on the line, before a soft sigh.]

I don't understand. Why here, again?

Hiatus for this journal from May 15-May 23.

I'm amazed more wasn't damaged after an earthquake like that. Farah's fine but...well, I don't think she'll be going onto rooftops anytime soon, unless we really push her. She's shaken up. He's right, she's getting a little big...

I see no one was hurt. I'm glad. My name is Elika, to all newcomers. Welcome to World's End, however late and demure a welcome it may be. These are not the circumstances I would want to greet new people under.

The candy was fairly tasty. I've never tasted such a thing before but I'm glad I kept some. The...chocolate is good too. I almost wish the holiday lasted longer. Everyone seemed happy...for the most part.

Those little men drinking keep staring at me when I walk by. What are they supposed to be? 

[The post clicks on, very obviously in the middle of something.]

The Light will not fail!

[In the back, there is a growing roar, along with strange sounds almost like speech but jumbled and broken. Elika's voice comes again, a faint cry of anger. The roar turns irrepressibly louder still and then suddenly there is silence... and an "oof!" from the Ahura princess. The post erupts with a loud clatter and then turns off.]



[ooc: anyone near the woods will have noticed a bright shock of light and what appears to have been a large dragon, but now that it's midnight, Hobo has changed back.]

[There's the sound of someone breathing heavily first, as though from running.]

Please. Please, tell me this isn't where I think it is. Ormazd... Please, don't let this be true.

Did I...Did I really return?

[The communicator goes silent for several moments, interrupted only by a faint, breathy murmur. The communicator quickly turns off.]

Father? Father...is that you?

...Wait, no, don't go! Father, come back!

Why does this...thing say "Elika +               = <3"?  It doesn't make sense.

...but whoever made it is very good at baking.

It's amazing how many people can come in such a short amount of time. I wonder... We lost more than one person but gained so many. Should someone else disappear, will the same happen?


Welcome to World's End. My name is Elika. If anyone needs to find a place to stay, I'll be able to guide you. Zelda's has a great many rooms still available and a few of the quiet places around the city are certainly inhabitable.

...If you come around the side of Zelda's, please take care not to disturb the donkey there. She's easily excitable and I don't think her owner would appreciate it. ...Even if he is still sleeping like a rock at the moment.

What's wrong with everyone? What's happened? Where are those two little sack children? They were right here with him...

Where are you? Where did you go?

Prince, have you seen him?

He pinched me!

Whoever left the small treat? Cupcake? at my door, it was very nice of them.

Happy Birthday, as well, to the one it was baked for. If you were an Ahura, there would be a great celebration for you in the market square. Wine, dancing, and great food would be had for everyone. It's a shame there isn't much here, though. I apologize.

...The man's name was Sheik, correct?

No, come back here! He's not that way, he's -- Stop! Stay!

[There's the sound of loud braying, and the stomping of hooves.]

Here, come with me. Come on...just a little... No! This way!

[Another bray, a snort, and then...]


Oh come all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant! Oh come, ye...


[Now there's stuttering in the background as the singing slowly dies down.]

Y-You sing?! You can talk!?

[The donkey brays loudly and snorts into the communicator.]

Greetings Santa Claus,

I've never written a letter like this before

My name is Elika. I know that I've never spoken written to you before, but I did not know that someone like you even existed. For that, I am sorry. There is no festival of Christmas where I come from, though I believe such a day would be a great one for many in my homeland.

A boy here said that it was a holiday for giving gifts and other various things. My friend, before meeting me, lost his donkey named Farah. She was carrying a lot of gold on her back that he stole from graves found. If you could please return her to him, I would be forever in your debt. I cannot think of how she could get here on her own, but if anyone can give him this gift, it is you.

I cannot think of anything else, save to keep my people safe, but I do not know if you can do such a thing.

Thank you,

Elika


[ooc: strikes are her handwriting, then crossed off]

Is there no end to these creatures? They keep coming and coming and from nowhere in particular. I've seen no Corruption, no darkness...

[She pauses, voice lowering.]

And so many others who seem to have gone in a trance. What is causing this?

[There's a noise in the background, and then a "Uh, Elika?". This is promptly followed by a strange sound that produces static on the communicator; it sounds like a 'zap'.]

Are there any more close by? Should we move?

Wait, I thought... Where is the Temple? What's happened?

Where is he? I thought he was right here. Where could he have gone?



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