Yes, yes, he's paying attention, he doesn't skip words, he's a Relic Seeker! Lemm gives a yep got it keep going sort of grunt and, once again, peers over to read as they write.
Ah. Yes. Ask the reclusive intellectual who loves the sound of his own voice to talk about what he knows, why don't you. He whisks another quill out of a drawer and uses the nib to do all the pointing, for better accuracy and to avoid smudging their ink.
First, at Void. "Very little. I didn't have a name for it until now - some things don't translate easily, but I like that term. The old places paid their respects to it, though. Nearly everything I know you've delivered to me in cryptic little spheres." A gesture at the partly-opened Arcane Egg. "You're something of it, yourself. Light falls into you like junk into the Waterways, don't think I haven't noticed."
The Pale King, then. He errs over this one for a long second. "We have to look at history through a difficult lens. I didn't live in Hallownest back then, so I can't have a proper grasp of the climate." He pauses to think again. How best to explain? Well, it's Lemm, so bluntly. "He's not around to have my head, so as a modern bug I can say I find his decisions questionable! He's behind the burying of much of the history here, and mark my words, no one buries the prettier bits. Maybe it'll be my luck to find out what the old monarch was hiding if I keep digging." He shakes his head quickly. "I wouldn't put that in an essay, though. Sounds bigheaded."
He squints at the page for a while. Infection, yes. The rest...
"There's... accounts," Lemm tells them, stiltedly. This he's not sure on. "Not many. Far as I know, Moth history leans towards word-of-mouth, which doesn't do a Relic Seeker any favours. I've... heard... that they worked with dreams. The plague addled the mind, and some likened that to dreaming." He twiddles the quill for a bit. His voice is a fraction hushed. "I thought I felt it once or twice. But we don't entertain subjectivity in this business. Spooked myself, more likely."
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Date: 2022-11-11 11:27 pm (UTC)Ah. Yes. Ask the reclusive intellectual who loves the sound of his own voice to talk about what he knows, why don't you. He whisks another quill out of a drawer and uses the nib to do all the pointing, for better accuracy and to avoid smudging their ink.
First, at Void. "Very little. I didn't have a name for it until now - some things don't translate easily, but I like that term. The old places paid their respects to it, though. Nearly everything I know you've delivered to me in cryptic little spheres." A gesture at the partly-opened Arcane Egg. "You're something of it, yourself. Light falls into you like junk into the Waterways, don't think I haven't noticed."
The Pale King, then. He errs over this one for a long second. "We have to look at history through a difficult lens. I didn't live in Hallownest back then, so I can't have a proper grasp of the climate." He pauses to think again. How best to explain? Well, it's Lemm, so bluntly. "He's not around to have my head, so as a modern bug I can say I find his decisions questionable! He's behind the burying of much of the history here, and mark my words, no one buries the prettier bits. Maybe it'll be my luck to find out what the old monarch was hiding if I keep digging." He shakes his head quickly. "I wouldn't put that in an essay, though. Sounds bigheaded."
He squints at the page for a while. Infection, yes. The rest...
"There's... accounts," Lemm tells them, stiltedly. This he's not sure on. "Not many. Far as I know, Moth history leans towards word-of-mouth, which doesn't do a Relic Seeker any favours. I've... heard... that they worked with dreams. The plague addled the mind, and some likened that to dreaming." He twiddles the quill for a bit. His voice is a fraction hushed. "I thought I felt it once or twice. But we don't entertain subjectivity in this business. Spooked myself, more likely."