ANOMALY DETECTED

[indigo_league]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: NOV 25TH to 27TH
Summary: GET IN HERE AND MINGLE
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Re: Vierna Do'Urden | OTA

[zaktheknife]

[There is a voice behind her that she will recognize, rough with an abrupt way of speaking.]

Why do you linger in the chapel, Vierna? There is an entire strange world that one might wander in, despite the cruel sunlight.

[But if she turns, she will see that her father is not quite exactly as she remembers. Someone has cropped his hair short, so that it is to his shoulders instead of all the way down his back as Matron Malice had preferred, and the weapons he wears at his side are unfamiliar. A Honedge hovers behind him.]

[noamuth]

[She does turn - more quickly than she's able to stand, in fact, so that she ends up half out of her seat, one hand gripping the back of the pew, as she stares at him in obvious surprise. Reflexively, her other hand pops open the pokeball of her crobat - Ethetyrr's a bit big to comfortably move around the House with her, but in the moment she finds comfort in having her partner pokemon at her side.

She's never wondered where she stands with the big bat, after all.]

You have no idea how much wandering I have done.

[zaktheknife]

No, [Zaknafein says], I suppose not.

Will you come away with me from this place, daughter? I mislike the reminders of a house I found akin to hell. Outside it there are better places. I found a cavern and also a strange boat that seems to belong to Jarlaxle.

[noamuth]

[Vierna collects herself, scowling at him; Ethetyrr, uncertain of what's upset her trainer, keeps a wary eye on Zaknafein, and with a crobat's face, that might as well be a scowl too.] If you wished to call me daughter, you ought to have started doing it sooner, Zaknafein.

[zaktheknife]

[He flinches.]

Your mother hardly gave me much access to you, Vierna. And I did not wish for her to turn you into even more of a weapon against me.

I named you daughter when there was nothing worse she could do to me than was already happening. I would have called you so sooner, if things were different.

[noamuth]

How convenient for you. [Her voice drips with sarcasm.] Did it bring you a few minutes of comfort? To wait to claim me until my knowing would never be anything but a burden?

[zaktheknife]

I was glad I got to claim you at all, [he snarls.]

You have no idea what it was like to be your mother's toy, Vierna, none whatsoever.

[noamuth]

I know what it was like to be her child! [Her voice is raised, now, too sharp in the usually solemn space of the chapel.] Her daughter, Briza's ward - do you think you were the only one in this house who she tormented at her whim?

At least I know what she meant by it when she called me daughter, though! I have spent more time with your corpse than I have speaking to you, Zaknafein!

[zaktheknife]

Not in the way she tormented me! [he snarls.] You are a woman and a priestess! No one would dare do to you what she did to me! It has been two years from her grasp and I am still getting used to being able to have a choice.

I call you my daughter because you are my daughter, the child of my body, just as Drizzt is! I call you daughter because the witch is gone and now I can claim you! I call you daughter because I am free of your mother and Menzoberranzan and I would call things as they are!

[noamuth]

[She winces, just a bit, to hear him put it so plain - but she is far too angry now to back down, and at his next words she's steeled herself.] I am not a child, Zaknafein, you cannot simply decide that we are suddenly something to each other! [She laughs, bitter and humorless and far too sharp.] You certainly can't claim that I am what Drizzt is to you! It was because of Drizzt that I had nearly convinced myself that you could not be my sire. With Drizzt I saw how you behaved toward someone you valued!

[zaktheknife]

[He recoils from her words as if slapped.]

... I valued you too, [he says in a defeated voice.] I hated what your mother made of you, but it was not only Drizzt I went to the chapel to see.

[noamuth]

You didn't know what she'd made of me. [She's... well, she's not yelling now. But there's a strangled, pained note to her voice.] I was right there and you never spoke to me, except to criticize when I was just trying to keep him alive.

[zaktheknife]

[He looks away from her.] She made you a priestess. One of my few joys was slaughtering them.

... I should have told you I liked your hair, [he says finally.] My mother used to wear it so. My real mother, not Divine Simfray.

[noamuth]

[I wasn't much of one, she thinks, but doesn't say, because for all of the raw edges this encounter has revealed, Vierna's not prepared to admit that.

His comment takes her a little off-guard.]

I... would have appreciated that. [A long pause.] Your new hairstyle suits you.