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Date: 2017-03-14 11:56 pm (UTC)If you want to help, kill my body. Let me free. Kill my body. Let me out. Let us all out, please. Break the blades.
Surprisingly, that sort of conversation doesn't go over well with another entity in this communion. Though it doesn't speak with words, it overwhelms the scene with heavy mental and emotional suggestions which drown out the exhausted voice of the soul.
Felix Caelus, you're fairly positive you do not want to destroy any blades. Remember, Felix, you came here with a purpose. You're a powerful conjurer, Felix Caelus – powerful indeed. Feel confident in yourself. In your mission. Ignore the idle chatter of the lost and blind. You came here for a purpose, and that purpose was to strike a deal. Harrowheart explained his offer in the waking world. Try, perhaps, to commune with the runeblades. Everyone's counting on you to do that one thing, Felix Caelus. You have much to prove.