Canere: Have a fun conversation

-- inevitableTerminus [IT] is curled up in a Prospitian courtyard --
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] just kinda floatin' around --
-- inevitableTerminus [IT] le dovahnap --
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] oh holy fuck a dragon --
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] stares --
-- inevitableTerminus [IT] lazily opens an eye --
IT: Ah.
IT: Dem yol lok, greetings.
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] pretends she wasn't staring --
AO: Hellq tq yqu tqq.
-- inevitableTerminus [IT] stretches his wings --
IT: I do not believe we've met, Joor.
AO: Nqpe. I'd remember that.
-- inevitableTerminus [IT] chuckles --
IT: I suppose you would.
-- inevitableTerminus [IT] offers a clawshake --
IT: Alduin.
AO: Canere.
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] looks up at him --
AO: And I think I'll pazz qn the zhake.
IT: A pleasure, Ufik.
IT: Understandable.
AO: Sq what'z yqur deal? Why are yqu here?
IT: I have plans for this game, mal uffik.
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] smiles faintly --
AO: I can imagine.
IT: Have you recently awakened, joor?
AO: It hazn't been tqq lqng.
IT: I see.
IT: And what plans do you have, little one?
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] grins --
AO: Izn't it qbviquz?
AO: I'm in it tq win.
IT: And you think you can?
AO: Nq fuckin' dqubt in my mind.
IT: This game is notorious for killing its players, Joor.
IT: Arrogance is unwise.
AO: Well I zure az hell ain't taking the qther zide.
IT: Nor should you.
AO: Can't win if yqu dqn't give it yqur all.
IT: And if your all is not enough?
AO: Then I'll give mqre.
IT: More than all you have?
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] grins more widely --
AO: Yep.
IT: I like your attitude, mul joor.
IT: Although you have more spirit than wisdom.
AO: That'z what the qther playerz are fqr.
IT: Yes, true.
IT: It would be a shame if you let each other down, would it not?
AO: Yqu implying zqmething?
IT: One can never be certain if one's team is up to the task.
IT: In the end, we can only rely on ourselves.
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] 's smile fades --
AO: Gqt that qne right.
IT: So, joor,
IT: Can you rely on yourself?
AO: Haven't quite wqrked that qne qut yet.
AO: I'll figure it qut later.
IT: Twice now I've tried that approach, Ufiik.
IT: Both times I was killed.
AO: And yqu're ztill talking tq me.
IT: Ah, I forget sometimes that most of your kind do not know my language.
IT: I have called you "joor", do you know what that means?
AO: Nqpe.
IT: Mortal.
IT: That is what sets us apart, little troll.
IT: A slain dragon will heal and rise again.
IT: Your kind is not so fortunate.
AO: A game can be rezet.
IT: And your memories lost.
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] is silent for a few minutes --
-- inevitableTerminus [IT] is very patient. Dragons are like that. --
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] brushes it off --
AO: Nah.
AO: Prqbably nqt.
IT: That is how the reset works, mal ufiik.
IT: Time resets, the order of your creation is changed.
IT: And everything you were ceases to be.
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] half-smiles --
AO: Maybe fqr yqu.
-- inevitableTerminus [IT] shakes the courtyard with laughter --
IT: You have that reversed, Joor.
IT: I exist outside of time.
IT: My memories will remain.
IT: You, on the other hand, are just a frail mortal.
IT: You will not be so fortunate.
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] nods, still smiling. --
AO: If yqu zay zq.
IT: You do not believe me.
AO: Nq, I'm zure yqu're nqt lying.
IT: Oh?
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] waves a hand dismissivly --
AO: Explaining wquld be pqintlezz.
IT: Indulge me.
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] shrugs --
AO: Might az well.
AO: Thiz iz the mqzt interezting cqnverzatiqn I've had in a while.
AO: Yqu prqbably ain't gqnna believe a wqrd qf it thqugh.
IT: I spent a thousand years inside a scroll.
AO: Call me a liar if yqu want, I dqn't care.
IT: I have an open mind.
AO: Thiz whqle thing'z a zimulatiqn.
IT: Really now?
AO: Game endz, I die, I gq back tq my qld life. Maybe reztart, I dunnq.
-- inevitableTerminus [IT] laughs --
IT: Well, sorry to worry you then.
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] smiles back --
AO: Nq harm dqne.
IT: Good on you for seeing through my deception.
IT: Make sure you savestate before you do anything stupid.
AO: Where'z the fun in that?
IT: Then go give your denizen hell.
IT: True.
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] smiles wider --
AO: Nqt falling fqr that thqugh.
IT: Face your enemies and crush them, Mal Ufiik.
AO: What'z that qne mean?
IT: Little troll.
-- inevitableTerminus [IT] starts flapping, hovering above her --
-- acerbicOpportunist [AO] looks up and gives a small wave --
AO: Talk tq yqu again zqmetime?
IT: Perhaps
IT: Drem yol lok.
-- inevitableTerminus [IT] absconds --