Warden Une/Conversations

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Warden Une

Moon and Sun, (player's formaladdressterm). You walk the Yd Freehold and are welcome if peaceful.

Is there aught you need from Une? Need you defending, or cybernetic wares, or are you here for the hurdy-gurdy?

Cybernetics

Warden Une

I did, and I do.

Are you in the market?

Source

Warden Une

I found them, here and there.

Are you interested, or merely fatally curious?

Whomst

Warden Une

I am called Une. "Warden" Une, when someone needs to wear authority for outsiders.

And you? What's your name?

Whomst2

Warden Une

Lovely to meet you, =name=.

Now. Need a question answered, a tune played, a body upgraded?

Snub

Warden Une

*Warden Une tilts their head and purses their lips*

Very well. Need you aught, O Nameless One?

Freehold

Warden Une

Oh, I am hardly an unbiased observer, I'm afraid -- the Freehold is the only welcoming home I could ever have imagined for myself, and my home before was worse than most. I feel a freedom and responsibility here that I would know nowhere else. That no one else could ever know at all.

But bias aside, you can see for yourself that we are a collective thriving without hierarchy. I'm rightly proud to defend that.

Gurdy

Warden Une

An old, old, old, old music machine.

Well, I suppose this one is not so old. This one I commissioned from a wandering artisan whose life I saved. A story for another time. Surely you've business.

Dying

Warden Une

Oh, so it called to you, a fellow dying animal?

Dying2

Warden Une

You are a dying animal. So am I. We are all dying animals, scrabbling for what extra scraps of time we can grasp. Even the eons-old. We are each and every one of us a dying animal. Or plant. We all decay, is the point.

And the hurdy-gurdy doesn't like how you sound either, for what it is worth.

Dying3

Warden Une

Is this how you always visit settlements?

No. Do not answer. Is there aught you need?

Glowing

Warden Une

Of course my eyes do not glow. You see the glint of my mask's optics.

Shield

Warden Une

If it were a Templar's Aegis, it would bear the holy rhombus.

No knight would be caught dead carrying this blank slate.

Ignore

Warden Une

*one long, luminous stare*

I think it best if we kept to more practical questions.

Sorry

Warden Une

I am not wroth with you, but I owe you no conclusions so easily grasped.

All the same, consider yourself forgiven if you wish. Sit and listen to my hurdy-gurdy and we shall be friends.

[1] Very well. [End]

Pushing

Warden Une

I ken not why you thirst for truths not yours to consume. If I refuse, will you wrench them from my mouth as I wrench teeth from yours? What does that gain you?

Sit down, fool. Listen to music and calm yourself.

[1] ... [End]

Listen

Warden Une

Then you are welcome. Make comfort as you need and I will play.

[1] ... [End]