[On Tuesday, the skies have cleared and there are no Celestial Watchers to parade around town distractingly, and Alisaie is back outside of the town on the beach! Oh hey 'sup Revali.]
It seems we weren't entirely correct when we theorized we were intentionally being held within the city's walls.
[Apparently admitting that much is a bit frustrating, as if him raising his voice, not even greeting, and sweeping a wing up with exasperation aren't enough hints he's pretty dang frustrated!]
I have been looking around all this time for anything to try to understand what was so dangerous, and there's nothing!
[Well, there was that corpse, there was the stuff from the lighthouse. However, everything seems to indicate all that stuff had happened earlier than their arrival! It's not like the lighthouse caretaker got attacked on the same day they had arrived, so...what was it that spooked the daemons so badly? Spectres? A fear of the weather? Something else?
Not knowing the threats hanging around really bothers him. He finally turns to Alisaie]
[Honestly the lack of a greeting doesn't bother her in the slightest. She's not interested in small talk; that's more Alphinaud's thing than hers.]
Perhaps what was so dangerous then has gone now.
[Which is weird, since she thought the Spectres were supposed to be dangerous inside the town, but...? Alisaie frowns, trying to piece together a new explanation.]
Have you heard of these "Spectres" the children of this city talk about? I had initially thought they appeared inside the town, but now I wonder if they weren't possibly outside the city when we sought to leave it.
In that case there should be signs of them somewhere. Unless they are specters. [And turns out the name everyone has been using is tragically typoed] Something that proves there was a threat here, some sort of...something!
[It's far easier to face the unknown when you can at least have a general idea of what you're against. Having no idea? That's rough, that makes it much harder to plan ahead. If there's nothing they're just a biiiiig question mark, and that's just unsettling]
Not that I'm interested in encountering one. As much as I'd revel in a fight, it'd be pointless to get their attention, given how they attack adults.
And given the name, I expect I could do little against them without my magic. [This dinky little elf sure did just insinuate she's an adult, what of it.] Physical weapons can only do so much against incorporeal beings, which I suspect these to be.
[It makes sense, given the name, right? Sure.]
If they are indeed incorporeal, it would further explain why we seem to have found no trace of them.
Light arrows? [Those sound like Thancred's bullets, so...] I suspect we would need to imbue normal arrows with light in order to make those? From my understanding, none of us can do so right now.
Indeed, that's exactly it. Looks like we all have lost our magic. I don't get it... [He shakes his head] If we're supposed to fight anything like Spectres then what's the point of taking away anything we can use to do it?!
[He's been kind of trying to figure out what's the point of them all being here! And so far, he has gotten no good answer to that. It's really bothering him!]
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It seems we weren't entirely correct when we theorized we were intentionally being held within the city's walls.
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[Apparently admitting that much is a bit frustrating, as if him raising his voice, not even greeting, and sweeping a wing up with exasperation aren't enough hints he's pretty dang frustrated!]
I have been looking around all this time for anything to try to understand what was so dangerous, and there's nothing!
[Well, there was that corpse, there was the stuff from the lighthouse. However, everything seems to indicate all that stuff had happened earlier than their arrival! It's not like the lighthouse caretaker got attacked on the same day they had arrived, so...what was it that spooked the daemons so badly? Spectres? A fear of the weather? Something else?
Not knowing the threats hanging around really bothers him. He finally turns to Alisaie]
It's vexing.
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Perhaps what was so dangerous then has gone now.
[Which is weird, since she thought the Spectres were supposed to be dangerous inside the town, but...? Alisaie frowns, trying to piece together a new explanation.]
Have you heard of these "Spectres" the children of this city talk about? I had initially thought they appeared inside the town, but now I wonder if they weren't possibly outside the city when we sought to leave it.
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[It's far easier to face the unknown when you can at least have a general idea of what you're against. Having no idea? That's rough, that makes it much harder to plan ahead. If there's nothing they're just a biiiiig question mark, and that's just unsettling]
Not that I'm interested in encountering one. As much as I'd revel in a fight, it'd be pointless to get their attention, given how they attack adults.
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[It makes sense, given the name, right? Sure.]
If they are indeed incorporeal, it would further explain why we seem to have found no trace of them.
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[But alas, not everyone is Princess Zelda. They'll have to do this the good ol' way of shooting normal arrows at it]
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[He's been kind of trying to figure out what's the point of them all being here! And so far, he has gotten no good answer to that. It's really bothering him!]