i am the seeker of truth

drabble - killing the Merrow

Mon, 01 Feb 2016 05:35:19 GMT

The journey into the Wabe was almost too easy, given the unfamiliarity with the area, but before Richard could notice how strange the idyllic forest was, he was caught in the Merrow's web of deceit. The first thing he notice was a smell that brought a smile to his lips. He smelled sweet rolls, just like his mother used to bake. Under normal circumstances, Richard would balk at so blunt a memory, but something about the Wabe urged him on, deeper.

As he entered the clearing, his smile broadened. He found himself in a field of wildflowers: daisies, yellow flowers, and the summer cottonblooms he'd never seen since stepping foot in the Midlands. The scent of sweet rolls was replaced with the ripe summer smells he'd grown up with, and he knew this glade. He'd camped here many times to and from various areas of Westand. This particular glade was nestled just off a side path and shortcut to his father's home that shaved days off of the trip from the North Lands to his hometown.

This glade was in the Hartland Woods, and he was home. He looked around, moving further into the glade and marveling at the rich summer tapestry created by the fading light of day. The golden sun filtered through the foliage above, dappling the flowers of the glade with dancing spots of gold and shadow, and fell upon the gleaming white dress of the Confessor on the other side of the clearing. His pace quickened as he moved across the glade toward her. Her dark hair fell about her shoulders and across her back and danced lazily in the warm breeze and he imagined as he closed that she would smell of the wildflowers she was standing amid and yearned to be near enough to make sure he was right.

"Kahlan, what are you doing here? How...did we get here?"

"Richard! You came!" She shook her head as Richard neared enough to take her hand. "You always ask so many questions." Kahlan turned, smiling broadly herself as Richard approached, and reaching out a hand toward him, the trailers of her long sleeves moving in the breeze.

"Of course I do. I wouldn't be much of a Seeker, otherwise." He returned her smile. There was a fondness in her tone as Richard stepped close to her, taking her hand in both of his, meeting her eyes.

He smiled tinged with a touch of confusion. "How did this get here, Kahlan?" Hartland was a place, not a person. He hadn't visited one of the sub-archways yet. Would he just not have noticed walking into one? For some reason, that didn't seem right, and besides, if this was in fact a sub-archway, it could only mean one thing. "What did you give up to bring this here?" His happiness at seeing her was gone, replaced with nothing but concern.

At his expression, Kahlan laughed, shaking her head at him again, making her hair sway against her shoulders. "Don't look so worried. I gave up something that means nothing here." She closed the remaining distance between then, then, pressing her body against his, and wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing her mouth to his in a passionate kiss.

Richard's body reacted without his input, moving his arms around her waist, he gave himself over to the need to taste her, to feel her pressed against him, but after a moment, reason stole its way into his mind, just as they moved as one, Kahlan leaning backwards and Richard following her to the grassy floor. He pulled away to look her in the eyes, his breathing heavy.

"Kahlan, you know we can't do this." He shook his head as though trying to clear a fog. Some little worry was teasing at the back of his mind but it was too obscured in a haze of desire to see it clearly.

Kahlan tightened her arms around his neck in an effort to pull him closer again but he resisted. "It's my powers, Richard. That's what I paid for this."

Richard's immediate frown of displeasure prompted further explanation from her and she moved slightly beneath him so that she was reclined on her elbows looking up at him.

"Don't you see? We can finally be together."

Richard shook his head again. "Kahlan, I-"

"Richard, look at this place," she interjected, sliding from under him and gesturing around at the picturesque glade around them. "It's just like you described, down to the last detail. Look," she pointed to a small scrub oak off to their right. "You told me that underneath that tree, you skinned your first rabbit. Isn't it perfect? And it's ours Richard. We can have everything we wanted. We can have each other, and you can have your home, one that Darken Rahl can never touch. We can be happy here."

Richard watched her, a sick pit rising in his stomach. He knew Kahlan, knew her dedication to their mission, and after arriving here, in Genessia, that unswerving devotion had turned to finding a way home, to their quest, to stopping Darken Rahl. This wasn't the Hartland Woods recreated by whatever magic Genessia used to bring pieces of their world here. That little worry quietly bouncing for attention in his clouded mind sudden broke through the fog to the forefront on his thoughts. Something had felt off about this place since he'd stepped foot in it, but he couldn't see why. Now he knew.

This was some trick of magic, and worse, a lie. "You're not Kahlan Amnell."

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Wed, 30 Dec 2015 04:36:53 GMT

CANONMATES.

Kahlan Amnell
♕ Legend of the Seeker
♕ hidden-truths
I don't know where to start describing Kahlan. When we first met, she put a dagger to my throat, but after traveling with her for so long, what she does most is take my breath away. I guess you could say she never took it away. Sometimes the destiny I face seems almost insurmountable, but nothing scares me more than the idea of losing her. I've never loved anyone the way I love Kahlan.

CROSS-CANON.
	Princess Sakura ♕ Sakura Reservoir Chronicles ♕ spitfireprincess She's from a place where traveling between worlds is normal, but she remembers more about the other worlds that she's visited than she does her own home, and she's so young. No one should have to lose their memories of home, even if they can never return. I don't think she realizes how tragic it is.
	maria Selwyn ♕ Harry Potter (OC) ♕ aphotic_auror I don't really know what to make of her. She made sure we knew she wasn't a necromancer, very strongly, and was...very chipper about the situation. Maybe she was just trying to be nice, but I wonder if she might be a little mad.
	Koishi Komeiji ♕ Koishi Komeiji ♕ koishi_komeiji She wasn't there, but then she was and I still don't know what she wants, or how she did it. She's just a child, but there's a lot more to her than that.
	Belle ♕ Once Upon a Time ♕ namemeansbeauty She seems nice, a lot of people here do, and she isn't complacent about our situation, either. I'm not jumping to any conclusions yet, but the information she provided is a little disturbing. We'll get to the bottom of it, though.
	Yugi Mutou ♕ Yu-Gi-Oh! ♕ sizedoesntmatter They bring children here, but if what Belle says is true, whoever created this place wanted to collect people who represent what it truly means to live. No one I've ever met does that better than a child. Yugi told me about an incident that happened in Fayren before we arrived involving peoples' fears, and he seemed scared. He never said it directly, but I think he might have been involved in it. These people need me, too. It's a good thing I'm here.
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Sun, 27 Dec 2015 15:11:36 GMT

How do you think I'm doing with Richard?

His canonpoint is the end of Season 1, Episode 12! If you like something you see, think I could improve or change something, just let me know!

I can be emailed at adeolucror [at] gmail.com, IMed at prettyvikael on aim, PMed at this journal, or comment below!

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Genessia Info

Sun, 27 Dec 2015 00:55:34 GMT

Genessia Profile

Name: Richard Cypher
Age: 23
Born: 15 ACB
Birthday: April 3rd
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 175 lbs
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown

Birthplace: Brennidon, Midlands
Hometown: Hartland, Westland
Previous occupation: Woodsman/Seeker of Truth

Abilities: True vision (ability to see through illusions and things made invisible)
Weapon(s): Sword of Truth (indestructible, channels his rage to make him better/faster/stronger, can deflect magic spells)
Crossbow, various daggers, hand-to-hand

Skills: Tracking, survival skills, carving, knowledge of animal care

Job(s): Odd-jobs around Fayren, whatever people need done, really.
Housing: Long-Term @ the Marsh Woodsman, Fayren
Roommate: Kahlan Amnell

Pets: N/A

Items: ???

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First Impressions + Permissions

Sun, 27 Dec 2015 00:26:02 GMT

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☄ First Impressions

♚ VISUAL: Sharp yet boyish features, sharp brown eyes, short-cropped brown hair. Richard has various minor scars from a life of being a woodsman and a guide. There is also a strange, round scar at the center of his diaphragm.
♚ FASHION: Richard pretty much always wears some variation of this. Sometimes without the shirt, sometimes without the vest, but yes. That's...about it. Sometimes he even wears a dark cloak, for weathers' sake.
♚ DEMEANOUR: Anyone who meets Richard will know he's an open, honest, and caring man who isn't afraid to stand up to anything. At all, if it means saving people. His shoulders are typically squared, his stance confident.
♚ AURAL: Here! Have this collection of scenes between Richard and Kahlan!
♚ OLFACTORY: Richard spends a lot of his time out of doors, normally in the woods, and he doesn't bathe often. He smells like sweat, pine, flowers.
♚ MENTAL INFORMATION: Any information on psychic shields or other things that telepaths might want to know.
♚ MAGICAL INFORMATION: Any basic information that magical people might sense when they encounter your character.

☄ OOC

♚ BACKTAGGING: This is most useful if you talk about your backlogging style.
♚ FOURTHWALLING: Let people know what you’re comfortable with in terms of breaking the fourth wall. This is also a good place to say how your character might respond to it and if that may cause difficulties.
♚ PHYSICAL AFFECTION: Let people know what you’re comfortable with in terms of physical affection. This is also a good place to say how your character might respond to it, especially if you need to warn about them getting violent or something.
♚ PHYSICAL VIOLENCE: Let people know what you’re comfortable with in terms of physical violence. This is also a good place to say how your character might respond to it, especially if you need to warn about their reaction or powers.
♚ RELATIONSHIPS: Let people know if you’re down for shipping or if there are any other rules about that. It can save trouble.

☄ Permissions

♚ TRUTH SIGHT: So, one of the abilities of the Seeker of Truth is to see through illusions and masks people wear. It works in his dreams too if he focuses hard enough, and he can see invisible things. I'm going to assume he can't with anybody unless you say otherwise.
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Skills and Abilities

Sat, 26 Dec 2015 06:27:01 GMT

Skills and Abilities

As the Seeker of Truth

True Vision - When he has an idea something may be an illusion and he focuses on it, he can see through it and see things as they really are. This can occur in dreams, and also extends to things that are invisible, even by magic.

The Sword of Truth

The sword is magic and taps into Richard's anger to increase his speed, strength, and agility to that "of many men". He also channels the skills and fighting abilities of all the Seekers who wielded the blade before him. When he's angry, the sword glows white, and it glows red when he's filled with rage.

Richard can use the sword to deflect spells that are cast on him.

The blade never dulls and cannot be destroyed.

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all around the campire. | VOICETESTING X2

Thu, 24 Dec 2015 03:20:15 GMT

[There had been times during their trek that Richard had been...how to put it...less than successful in filling their bellies. It was a point of embarrassment for the Seeker, who started his life a woods guide. He should be able to catch them a coney at the very least. Maybe it was stage-fright, performance anxiety.

Maybe he shouldn't let Kahlan get to him the way he did. Well, maybe he couldn't help it. He found his mind drifting to her with increasing frequency, and they always insisted on going just about everywhere with him, to protect him, they said, not that Richard needed any protecting, at least not in his own mind. Truth be told, he made stupid decisions, didn't think ahead to the implications of his actions, and was generally rash in just about everything he did. They had reason to worry.

Tonight, though, Kahlan and Zedd had actually let him go off trapping on his own, and this time, he'd actually returned with a prize. Not only was it a rabbit, it was one of the fattest rabbit's he could have hoped to bag and bring back to camp. It would feed all three of them, surely, once it was stewed.

And so it was with a jaunt in his gait that he made his way back to camp, the warming light of the fire leading him in the right direction, knowing he was in the right place even before he entered the small clearing. Kahlan was tending the fire, the rippling light of the flames making her hair shine and wreathing her beautiful face in its amber glow.

He wasn't sure how long he stood there staring.]

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