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[sythyry]

In Which Vae Is A Monster, Redux, part 7 [27 Hivvem 4261]

Me:"Why were you fighting a ghurmanesh? Aren't they kind of burny and painful?"

Vae:"The burny and painful they are. And what is a monster to do? And should I have no hoard, for fear of a few burns?"

Ghurmanesh can produce seven-winged burning things, among many other incendiary insidiosities. Or maybe they're insidious incendiosities. It takes an expert to tell which is which, and I claim no such expertise.

Still, I had my own monster to defeat, and not a ghurmanesh either.

Me:"You went and fought a ghurmanesh to steal its hoard?"

Vae:"Not that, no."

Me:"How did you get our new hoard, then?"

Vae:"The far more violently than I had expected!"

Me:"Do tell?"

Vae:"Don't complain?"

Me:"Why not?"

Vae:"Not so well will you like all of it, I think. Not that you've any great cause."

Me:"Well, I promise not to assault you a seven-winged burning thing over it."

Vae:"Not moral superiority either, please."

Me:"That power is much harder to restrain, but I shall do what I can do."

Vae:"For I don't wish to be crying around my hoard, look you. The anywhere else will I cry, will I or nill I, but if you start to make me cry here, it's elsewhere I'll teleport you. And without asking."

Me:"I can't have that."

Vae:"Not any answer will I tell you, then."

Me:"Nope, I want to know. I hereby ask you to teleport me back to the meeting-grove if you're getting close to tears."

Vae:"And what?"

Me:"I asked. Now you can't do it without being asked."

Vae:"As mighty prime heroes and wizards go, you are very much the lawyer."

Me:"The sophomore, anyways."

So: The fan was made by a ghurmanesh on the world-branch Rarinteia. I don't quite know where Rarinteia is; it's not very close to here. Vae tried to sneak in to his workshop to steal it, in the form of a small, doubtless cute, and exceedingly dangerous mouse. She is as good a sneakiste as I am weightliftiste. Her small and doubtless cute mouse was wrapped in mighty Locador spells that anyone sensitive to magic would notice from an infinite distance away. The ghurmanesh probably didn't know she was a nendrai. We couldn't figure out what he actually thought she was. In any case, he tried to toast her. She got scorched, grabbed the fan instead of the grace of Flokin she had come for, and teleported away.

Poor ghurmanesh.

Me:"Why did you want a grace of Flokin?"

Vae:"The first grace in my collection it will be, like. It's all seven-and-twelve I want to have."

Me:"Are you sure you're not a Rassimel?"

Vae:"Not any sort of Rassimel am I. If you're trying to make me cry, it's harder you will have to work than that."

Me:"I'm far too lazy."

Comments

[justicezero.livejournal.com]

Ah. So Vae is an adventurer, more than a monster. That seems very much the sort of thing one might expect of a colleague of Strenata and Rhedwy.

[gavinfox.livejournal.com]

Well, its good you didn't make her cry. I hope you continue in not making her cry, I think its always very sad when she does cry...

[khereva.livejournal.com]

Apparently she's a Welsh monster, too, judging from the sentence structure. ;-)

[goodluckfox.livejournal.com]

I wonder what a Grace of "Here" or a Grace of Kaimiri or a Grace of Birkozon look like?

[sythyry.livejournal.com]

Ydych chi'n siarad yr hen iaith?

[sythyry.livejournal.com]

Vae crying is like me lusting after an Orren, or Strenata changing her name.

[gavinfox.livejournal.com]

...Something that is utterly inevitable?

[terrycloth.livejournal.com]

Once Vae completes her collection, we must have Sythyry take a picture of it!

[dracosphynx.livejournal.com]

I approve of Graces of Birkozon! You must approve of Graces of Birkozon! Nothing looks better than a Grace of Birkozon if you've been around it too long. :)

[dracosphynx.livejournal.com]

I am sure Vae would make a small, doubtless cute, and exceedingly dangerous Rassimel!

The best kind!

[khereva.livejournal.com]

Sorry, it's been way too many years since I crakced my Medieval Welsh books (and now I know I'm getting old when I forget something about a foreign language). prynaf i dy gerennydd, all the same.

[justicezero.livejournal.com]

A cute monster Rassimel.. oooh.. *goes all distracted and dreamy*

[goodluckfox.livejournal.com]

Vae is adorable. :) I'd trade Sythyry 2000 pounds of iron, steel, and glass (in the form of a worn out '89 Honda Accord) for her.

What's that worth in lozen, I wonder?

[terrycloth.livejournal.com]

I'd guess around a million, since a relatively light metal weapon comes in at 1000.

[tuftears.livejournal.com]

Hm, so what is a grace of Flokin? Or of any other god?

[kris-schnee.livejournal.com]

Speculation:
-"Here": A platinum cylinder weighing exactly 1 kg, stolen from France and still there at the same time. A pin with many, many angels impaled on it.
-Merklundum...: A pearl. A basket woven underwater.
-Birkozon: A tiny piece of wood crossed with a slightly shorter one, but that unpopular joke's already been made. A board game that you just can't stop playing, involving arranging blocks to form lines. A precious, precious ring.
-Kaimiri: A little pyramid that starts turning dark if it's currently close to an event that'd destroy it. ("Ur-Quan Masters" reference.) A sundial.
-Shax Shay Shaz: A sheet of glass that has glowing green symbols streaming down it. Mirrorshades. A round cube.
-Pararenzenu: A really neat little educational puzzle thing that zie's just got to tell you about, it's got shiny pieces and -- what were we talking about?
-Virid: A tacky garden gnome. A wax apple.

[sythyry.livejournal.com]

[Bard applauds. Nice!]

[sythyry.livejournal.com]

Beth ydy "gerennydd"? Mae dau o eiriadur gyda fi, ond heb darnodiad i 'gerennydd'.

[khereva.livejournal.com]

"gerennydd" was (to the best of my memory) the Medieval Welsh word for "friendship," at least that's what it was in the tale of Pwyll and Arawn. Rather than begging a person's pardon, at least in this story, one offers to buy the friendship of the person "offended."

And no, I'm not offering to swap households for a year. ;-)