NPC Interaction: Gwion

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🧙 WHO: Gwion and interested parties
⚔️️ WHAT: Gwion just sent out a text message warning of trouble for King Arthur's party
🕒 WHEN: July 23rd (forward dated)
🗺️ WHERE: A bar in Celliwig
⚠️ WARNINGS: Alcohol

[ Anyone who comes seeking Gwion will find her at the bar... Frustratedly challenging other Celliwig barhoppers to arm wrestling. She's doing pretty good, and it's distracting her from not knowing whether or not anyone's actually going to show up to help. She definitely can't get past a legendary guardian('s great great grandchild) on her own. ]

Comments

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I tell what I see, and you either believe me or you don't. I can't prove anything, but if you don't believe me and allow this to pass, it's your burden to bear as someone who can actually do something about it. Don't try to put the responsibility of inaction on me, I've been trying to do something about this since I learned of it despite hundreds of years of "precedent" knowing most futures can't be fought by one person alone and that there is no way to prove anything until people are begging you not to say "I told you so." Morganna, this is just as annoying as the crap Cassandra had to deal with.

[ She shakes her head to dismiss what she just said. That's besides the point, and not relevant to the conversation. Cecelia need not get sidetracked by it. Cassandra would probably disagree anyway, but at least she had the excuse of a curse for people not believing her. ]

Do you know what comes with great power and thousands of years of living? Wisdom at some point, yeah. Paranoia that keeps you alive fades, and you just want to live in the moment and do whatever keeps life fresh and fun and even when you know it's important, sometimes that little urge to make something spark kicks in and you do something dumb. I'm the same age he is; I may not have seen him in a long while, so I can't speak to recent "precedent" for Merlin, but being old and powerful doesn't make you as careful as people think.

[sighsheavily]

[ye gods, the defensiveness. Cecelia's eyelid twitches, but she otherwise remains impassive.

the impatient part of her would like to snap and rebuke the very notion of being lectured about immortality, but there's no time for that.

so:] So: No known precedence. [she marks it.] What other anomalies or figments of note were there?

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[ Seers have to deal with a lot of shit from people. She's tired of explaining herself. It's what she's been doing all day, and the idea that it's her fault if she can't prove it sets her off a little. ]

That was it. Just the usual signs leading up to this point that indicate this path is the one coming to pass. It's like the butterfly effect, but seers can use that to recognize which possible futures are coming up if we catch enough 'lead up' butterflies to know which path we're on.

[sighsheavily]

This...wouldn't happen to be a particular sight that could be replicated, would it? [she peers sidelong.] Perhaps through some act of divination?

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Divination, precognition, the whole set isn't really working. Mine only exists because it's a memory. One I can't condemn anyone else to being able to see myself.

[ She holds up her cup to her lips to take a drink. Sorry, Cecelia, gonna have to learn to have a little faith on this one. ]

[sighsheavily]

[tsk.]

Pity.

[she taps her quill on the page a few times without real meaning beyond venting a little agitation, then exhales.]

If you've truly no more detail to share, then I suppose I can ask no more, can I?