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[Action / Unintentional Voice]
Aug. 6th, 2010 04:16 pm[When he'd left Luceti over a week ago, it was as a member of the departing battle party. After failing in han attempt to shield his party from all incoming attacks, Cecil's only now been able to return -- and what a Luceti he's encountered with his first few breaths.
He emerges in the village after following a path of uprooted and twisted trees to the village square -- or rather, what's left of it. Approaching from the east, his steps are slow, and slightly hesitant from the heavy noise made by his kind-of-scary midnight black armor, but he carries himself forward anyway, taking in the discolored sky, frantic villagers, and ruined landscape he'd fooled himself into considering home before his untimely death.]
...Truly, this is the netherworld.
[Given enough time, he'll eventually make his way back south to House 59, but shame and fear over what he might find there make it a slow journey indeed.]
He emerges in the village after following a path of uprooted and twisted trees to the village square -- or rather, what's left of it. Approaching from the east, his steps are slow, and slightly hesitant from the heavy noise made by his kind-of-scary midnight black armor, but he carries himself forward anyway, taking in the discolored sky, frantic villagers, and ruined landscape he'd fooled himself into considering home before his untimely death.]
...Truly, this is the netherworld.
[Given enough time, he'll eventually make his way back south to House 59, but shame and fear over what he might find there make it a slow journey indeed.]
