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Tadia considers Eliza's offer. "I ... I think there are some things I need to do. Some people I need to ... Some things I need to tell someone first," she says finally, her explanation haltingly incomplete. "I need to have words with Father," she clarifies. Finally meeting the older woman's eyes, her lips curl up into a sad smile. "Then, if possible, I think I would enjoy staying here ... at least until you can't stand me any more."
Tadia tenses up and a ball of ice drops into her stomach, her body already preparing for the 'correcting' strike across the back of her thighs. She avoids dropping to the ground to curl up into a ball only by sheer stubbornness. While the strike doesn't actually come, the anticipation, itself, does enough.
Refusing to give in to fear entirely, she sends another trio of magical bolts in Xarwin's direction.
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With the manifestation of her anger fading, Tadia continues to send magical bolts at the frustrated spirit.
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Her head still reeling from the unleashing of forces that the ghost seemed to simply shrug off, Tadia resorts to something less likely to be avoided. However, its effectiveness leaves something to be desired.
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Tadia's anger is released and manifests as a blast of sonic energy, followed by a damaging mental wave of energy enveloping the ghost.
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Tadia's nostrils flare, realizing what the spirit had just attempted. Focusing her thoughts, she presses her will upon Ioseff's to prevent him from doing it again.
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Tadia rolls her eyes at Miya's fumbling effort, but doesn't doesn't display any other antagonistic behavior. Instead, focusing on creating a persuasive argument.
"Yes, like Ezramalkun, you were created for a noble purpose," Tadia adds, attempting to continue Alexi's argument. "To serve a higher power. You're meant to be the hand of Pharasma. Don't give in to corruption. Don't throw that away because of ... of ... selfish desires."
"There are different types of psychopomps?" Tadia questions, demonstrating her ignorance of religious matters. She frowns as her gaze returns to the corrupted creature. "Like Ezramalkun?" "Hey," she calls out. "Aren't you supposed to be a ... a catrina?" The girl glances at Alexi, hoping that she got the phrasing right. "Doesn't that mean you work for Pharasma? Helping people along to the Bone Yard?" She waves her hand vaguely in the direction of the hole. "Why would you misdirect people this way?"
Allowing her anger to fill her, the bits and pieces of broken bone surrounding her rise into the air and form a whirlwind of shards and bits. With a simple thought, a shattered skull flies forward towards the undead. She then blasts it with the force of her rage.
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"What are you waiting for?!" Tadia yells out at the warrior woman. "Hit it!"
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Tadia's eyes widen and she takes a half step back before invoking magic to bolster her against such phenomenon.
She then attempts to press her will against the spiritual threat.
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Tadia reaches up and scratches the psychopomp's tiny head. "It all feels bad," she says with a shrug of her shoulders before turning to the others. "Perhaps there's more information to be found in the basement?" she asks.
Still feeling the effects of the failed encounter, Tadia is quieter than normal once they've retreated and done as much healing as they can. She sequesters herself alone with books, avoiding the others.
Tadia watches the champion slash away at the creature she attempts to muster the concentration to direct more debris at the creature, but fails.
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Stumbling and trying to pierce through the fog in her brain, Tadia looks around and seeing Miya on the ground, sends a wave of soothing mental energy in the hope that the woman gets up to stand between her and the many-brained creature.
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Tadia staggers to her feet behind Eliza, her mind still cloudy from the creature's assault.
The anger having abandoned her, leaving nothing but cold ashes in her heart, she attempts to engage by throwing more broken debris.
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Unable to master the concentration to even fling debris, Tadia shifts her thoughts and her form becomes indistinct.
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Her anger having cooled from the previous encounter, Tadia feels it boiling up inside again as she mentally flings a broken shard of wood at the creature.
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Tadia's anger grows and her restraint falters. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" she screams out.
She directs more bolts at the nearest nosoi.
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Anger at what the evil in this manor has done to the nosoi - so similar to the adorable Ezramalkun - fills Tadia's vision. Three magical bolts fly towards the furthest-most of the corrupted creatures.
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Tadia is too distracted to determine much else regarding the crossbow. "Someone really liked bows," she mumbles in a morose voice as she traces a finger along one of the limbs of the enchanted weapon, wiping the dust away. ~~~ With the door unlocked via the key that Eliza carries, the sylph pushes open one of the doors with her foot and steps back. Current Status/Spells:
Tadia turns to glare at Eliza's back, but there's no manifestation of her anger. She avoids looking at the Miya, sure that the woman is smirking in victory. Determined not to let her foe see weakness, she turns away again before the tears begin to fall. She's relatively composed - if not a little puffy-eyed - when they finally breach the room's door.
Tadia looks between Eliza and Miya for a moment before it seems that the fight drains out of her. "Fine," she declares. "Since it's been determined that that's my job, I'll do my part. Anything to get this over with." She looks away. "So I can go home."
Tadia doesn't even try to catch the awkward weapon, stepping aside to let it land with a clatter and clink on the floor. She reaches down and picks it up by the chain. She throws Eliza a look that clearly says, 'See?!' Turning back to Miyasaki, she dials in for her best 'disappointed nanny' voice. "In civilized lands, when we ask someone to do something for us, we do it politely. 'Tadia, would you please transfer the rune to my weapon?' But I shouldn't expect someone who speaks Taldane like a three-year-old to understand that."
"I know how to transfer runes," Tadia states, her lips curling up into a smirk. She stands off to the side, fully aware that her physique would offer little benefit in clearing the intentionally barricaded door.
She glances at Tadia before asking "You have potion for Tadia to fix her too? Or no fixing her?" Tadia's only response is to tip her head a bit to the side and stick out her tongue momentarily.
Miya turns to glare at Tadia before pushing past her to lead the way with only an accidental brushing of her shoulder as she moves past. Tadia's eyes narrow and her fists clinch at her sides. A quick glance shows her that Eliza didn't witness the gesture and that she's on her own in this exchange.
Tadia casually flips through one of the books on the nearby shelf before putting it back. "We should finish exploring this floor," she says before heading out and indicating the northern-most door to the east.
Not having an answer for Eliza's question, Tadia simply shrugs and curls up tighter into a ball.
"Unless I was attacked by a pile of firewood, I can't imagine ever needing to touch a hatchet," the psychic says with a frown. She closes her eyes to focus on the spiritual and pushes her senses outward to detect the otherworldly.
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Tadia retreats to the secret study to research more about the void mirror.
The sensation of someone ripping something out of her throat quickly passes, but it takes a few minutes for Tadia to calm herself. Current Status/Spells:
The psychic's cry of anger and pain goes silent as she collapses under the diminutive figure's clawed onslaught. Current Status/Spells:
Her anger manifesting fully now, Tadia sends another barrage of missiles at the small undead.
She follows it up with a violent blast.
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Tadia snarls back as the creature wails and sends three bolts of mystical energy slamming into it.
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Having no idea whatsoever what the creature might be, Tadia stands silently next to Eliza, glowering at Miyasaki.
Tadia stumbles back, wiping the blood from her mouth and an air of potential energy surrounds her like the atmosphere around a breaking storm. Her eyes narrow and her lips form a tight line. A glance at Eliza seems to be the only thing that prevents the inevitable explosion. "Keep your hands off me!" she hisses.
"See?" Tandri declares, utterly failing to read the room. "You should have come with us and this wouldn't have happened." She looks to Eliza. "Should we investigate?"
Visibly sulking at having found no evidence of the man that she absolutely, without a doubt, did not imagine, Tadia grumbles as they return to find Alexi and Miya entrenched in a silence of their own. "Are we going to keep exploring?" she asks.
Tadia leads Eliza directly to the column where she saw the figure and spends some time examining the structure carefully.
Tadia nods at Eliza's words and watches as she moves to the stairs. Her eyes move between Miyasaki and Alexi. Her expression conveys disgust. "So much for 'Honor' and 'Loyalty'," she says with a derisive snort and turns to follow Eliza.
"This is Eliza's house and her expedition," Tadia continues in a low voice. "If she says we explore the crypt, then we explore the crypt."
Tadia stops and turns, her eyes narrowing and a nimbus of psychic energy coalescing around. "Are you calling me a liar?" she asks, her voice dropping to almost a whisper.
Tadia twists her lips as if she wants to say something to the warrior woman, but then shakes her head and follows after Eliza.
"Those rooms haven't been explored in how many years?" Tadia questions, putting a hand on her hip and leaning back. "They're not going anywhere and they'll still be here after we find out who that man was."
"He walked inside one of the pillars," Tadia says with a frown. "He looked kind of like the painting of Ioseff, but it's hard to tell from here. Besides, he's dead, right?"
"Now last time I heard, Fulvia is not a standard elvish nickname for Asethanna, but I might be wrong. Has anybody read anything about Xarwin remarrying at any point, or perhaps getting engaged again? I think we just found what people would call juicy gossip on the man." Tadia is unable to resist reaching out and taking the ring to examine, herself. "'Juicy', indeed," she says with a grin at finally having discovered something that she would consider 'interesting'.
As Eliza looks over her letter, Tadia steps to the window and gazes out, reaching up to touch the glass. "This is an amazing view," she says with longing. "When we live here I want to ... Hey! There's a man out there!" She points towards the crypt.
Expecting more dreams of the spaces between the stars above, Tadia is surprised by a dream that she hasn't had since childhood. Waking in the night, the renewed sense of loss is profound and she makes her way out of the confined sleeping area to make her way to the study to sob alone.
When the morning arrives, she joins the others with her emotional armor in place and follows Eliza towards the crypt.
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