Voice | UN: IGNIS

[soupreme]

[A gentle clearing of the throat, and a man speaks in a clipped, poshly accented voice. Every word perfectly enunciated.]

To all fellow unwitting tourists,

What is the singular fact about this city and/or our presumed hosts you wish someone had told you upon your arrival?

Much obliged.

Comments

[soupreme]

Our current world is a waking nightmare for most.

As someone who already walked in darkness, I took it upon myself to do what others could not. Now... I suppose I thrive in the shadows as well as any daemon.

[scowlish]

It sounds like it. What are daemons? Are they creatures that live in the darkness?

And what do you mean by walking in darkness?

[soupreme]

Yes, in a manner of speaking.

...

I'm blind.

[scowlish]

You are?

[A lot of questions come to Onni's mind at that. How is he using the device then? How does he live? How can he still fight?

But he doesn't ask them, because that would be rude.]

I see. If you need any help navigating this place, I'll help.

[soupreme]

I lost my sight in an accident, what feels like a lifetime ago.

That's very kind of you to offer.

How large would you say the city is? From end to end.

[scowlish]

I'm sorry to hear that. Still, it seems like you're thriving.

I don't know the exact dimensions, but it takes about a half a day to walk from one end to the other, I think.