Posted by Tommy Tanaka
on 6/16/2009, 9:40 pm, in reply to "Re: The Curious Case of Tommy Tanaka"
Dungeon Master sat down in the lotus position behind Tommy and placed his hands on either side of The Gamer's temples, "I can restore him to health but I will need all of your assistance in doing so. The Gamer is fading from existence because he has lost himself within his own magic. What I need from each of you is to speak to him and remind him of who he is, what he is, and what he means to you. Archer, you may proceed first. Then the Elementalist, the Assassin, the Shield-Bearer, the Ranger and lastly you, Swordsman. Because you have known him the longest of anyone here, your testimony to who and what he was and is will be the crucial anchor that shall bind his torn soul to his shattered body. Does everyone understand?"
Willow, Serna and Irzen nodded in agreement.
"Good, now Archer," Dungeon Master turned towards Kana, "You may begin."
Again, the Gnome's words evoked other words, the memory of a familiar song or poem. Perhaps something the Gamer had recited during a shared meal?
"Of the primeval Priests assum'd power,
When Eternals spurn'd back his religion;
And gave him a place in the north,
Obscure, shadowy, void, solitary.
Eternals I hear your call gladly,
Dictate swift winged words, & fear not
To unfold your dark visions of torment."
Returning to Tommy's side once more, Kana bent her head close to his. "Please come back, Tommy," she said softly to him. "We all still need you here. I very much enjoy your company. You remind me.... *takes a deep breath* you remind me a bit of my Teacher and that has been a balm to my soul."
Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Still translucent, though not fading any farther, the Gamer's body rippled like it was made of water, and his appearance changed. His face was similar, like that of a slightly older close relative. His hair was now short and black, and his clothing had been replaced by a strange form-fitting black outfit with silver trim. Beyond that, he did not stir.
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