"Shadesmar?" She rolls the possible answers around the back of her tongue, thinking. "On foot, predominantly."
It's a slightly wry, too-literal answer. A sign (perhaps) that she's starting to shake some of the initial panic of her arrival.
"Shadesmar, or the Cognitive Realm, is the land of thought and perception. Inverse to the physical. Generally speaking, the only way to access it is by something called a Perpendicularity; however, some Radiants have the ability to crossover at will."
A soft, indicative tap of her sleeved hand against her chest. She is one of those Radiants. In fact, the only one. But that's not an important distinction right now.
"...And all Radiants start out with the same First Ideal: Life before death; strength before weakness; journey before destination. If your words are accepted, you gain rudimentary abilities."
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Date: 2026-01-07 06:48 pm (UTC)It's a slightly wry, too-literal answer. A sign (perhaps) that she's starting to shake some of the initial panic of her arrival.
"Shadesmar, or the Cognitive Realm, is the land of thought and perception. Inverse to the physical. Generally speaking, the only way to access it is by something called a Perpendicularity; however, some Radiants have the ability to crossover at will."
A soft, indicative tap of her sleeved hand against her chest. She is one of those Radiants. In fact, the only one. But that's not an important distinction right now.
"...And all Radiants start out with the same First Ideal: Life before death; strength before weakness; journey before destination. If your words are accepted, you gain rudimentary abilities."
A beat.
"Are your arts unbound by oath or vows?"