Three Thousand Club
Secrets Yet Untold, Things Desired and Feared, and Horrors Best Unknown.
If there was one thing that Shi-Vash liked about her work, it was the thrill and challenge of extracting knowledge from within dangerous circumstances. She was engaged in one such venture right now, in a tomb that long predated the rise of the Scarlet Dynasty, and was supposedly home to things that could be of great benefit even to Heaven.[Tell us how you were engaged in activities crucial to advancing the aims of Heaven when you were interrupted. You’re encouraged to interpret that as creatively and liberally as you please. Amahle, additionally tell us how you notify Garret if he isn’t already with you.
If anyone needs help, send me a message in OOC about what kind of scene you’d like. I’ll set it, you close it. If you’d prefer you can just skip to the moment you join everyone, but it’s a good opportunity to show everyone something important about your character.]
Shi-Vash gave a fond smile as she read the note from Yangmei, her mentor within the Division of Secrets. The older Sidereal had once been so taciturn with her, seeing only a future colleague who wouldn't necessarily measure up to the required standards, but now it was like she considered Shi-Vash an honorary niece.Shi-Vash, you find a small card inside your right slipper, cream coloured and faintly redolent of anise, upon it a note scrawled in emerald green ink in a familiar messy hand, “I’m so excited for you! =) I’ve left you a little something. I hope it helps. Ask the old monk at the gate when you see him. Say goodbye for me.”
"And I thought the Imperial City was an urban marvel." Shi-Vash said, still enthralled by the scale of fate's workings years after her Exaltation.At the end of the central catwalk the path splits into a ring surrounding the highest level view of destiny: The destinies of peoples, cultures, great heroes, vast geographies, and overarching trends. Pattern spiders are rarely seen here, for this view is carefully curated by functionaries responsible for prioritizing destiny - and ensuring this overview is pleasing to their superiors. This ring is always crowded, but it is not your destination today, and instead you turn onto one of the ramps radiating out from it, descending into a seemingly endless warren of branching passages weaving their way through the vast canyons of silk cascading over starmetal wheels that make up the internals of the Loom. Near the surface these corridors are frequently full of gods studying some specific aspect of destiny. Today you are ushered past precipitation on the shores of the Cinder Coast, child births among a particular Patrician House of the Realm, and the flow of smuggled goods to and from Wu Jian, but those who wander deeper can easily find empty corridors they can repurpose for their own ends. The Loom exists in too many dimensions to possibly view them all at once, but it is a keenly intelligent creation, surfacing the threads it deems most pertinent to any query if you concentrate. No one knows the extent of the passageways, and rumours of curious gods who set out in the First Age to see how far they go and have yet to return inspire most who descend to leave a trail of string hung from hooks at regular intervals to ensure they can find their way back out and avoid the embarrassment of having to interrupt a pattern spider’s work to guide them.
"You're the expert, Zhīzhū." Shi-Vash replied, giving her friend from the College of the Key a cautious grin. In truth, she was curious about what had caused this literal tangle in destiny, and whether it was the reason she had been recalled.Small pattern spiders are everywhere if you look closely enough, and the spider on Shi-Vash’s shoulder waves and chitters happily to several as they pass [Shi-Vash, name your pattern spider, and choose its college!] but larger pattern spiders, or more likely one of their limbs, are more frequently seen the deeper one goes, reaching through curtains of silk to make small corrections - deftly tying threads together, rearranging them, or cutting them short. Rarely does a problem command the attention of more than a single limb. To see a full pattern spider of significant size indicates a drastic alteration to the plans of destiny indeed. You are entirely unsurprised, then, to see a pattern spider nearly the size of a horse devoting its full attention to containing the disaster unfolding before you when you reach your destination. You would be summoned so urgently for nothing less.
The spider on Shi-Vash's shoulder whispers in her ear in awe, "The Obdurate Mender, from the Frayed Thread Society. Under the Captain. It doesn't take any regular weaving, only the really tangled conflicts. I've never seen it work before! Don't distract it."
"If there was any blessing most appreciated since the second breath, it was the chance to experience conflict in the third person on occasion." Tien thought, nearly aloud. Other than the peaceful moments enjoying tea and ambrosial wafers, challenges to the mind such as this only served to further sharpen the newly minted weapons of the Crimson Panoply. Despite how much the rookie shieldbearer otherwise relished the post of volunteer liaison to the commission on the Caul, this meeting was beginning to drag on well past schedule.Tell us how you were engaged in activities crucial to advancing the aims of Heaven when you were interrupted. You’re encouraged to interpret that as creatively and liberally as you please. Amahle, additionally tell us how you notify Garret if he isn’t already with you.
"As long as we can fulfil our objectives, I've no complaints." Shi-Vash replied to the Chosen of Battles, her own voice a whisper as well."Marvelous, we have pivoted from a battle of arms to one of words. This gives us a moment to consider our options. Yes?" He whispered to Shi-Vash. "One more nudge and he leaves in shame for trying to dump his 'cursed goods' on the shores of Lantana..."
"Good to see you again." Shi-Vash whispered to Zhīzhū with minute movements of her lips, while keeping her eyes upon the boiling pot of water that was the crowd. "Stay close to Bright Pearl - the captain of that ship - and then tell me where I can find him. I have a feeling he'll be vacating this area sooner or later."Zhīzhū crawls out of Shi-Vash's sleeve to wave to the spider, which waves back.