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New DG Post: The Storm: Part Three
Originally published at: New DG Post: The Storm: Part Three | Basecamp 33
How she got the message to Cole. It’s…http://www.deedsdone.co.uk/2017/09/01/the-storm-part-three/
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Well…that sure is something…
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I wonder what happened to the compass? As Cole didn’t find it when he searched the house
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That’s a good point…it should have been with the journal, I would think…Unless maybe it landed outside the window on impact?
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Wow, um. I didn’t see any of this happening.
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Well clearly it can move on its own. Is it possible it went somewhere else?
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It’s possible…but I was thinking that it was moving on it’s own because Deeds did some sort of magic. And if the journal stopped moving when it got to the Brownstone, the compass might have too.
((also I’d like that too be true, so we can be optimistic about finding it easily))
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Although a compass waddling around like a fat little ant makes me happy too.
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Gah!
I thought a spider was on my screen for a second…
Thanks for the scare Endri
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Maybe the journal has something written in it about the Chronocompass being locked?
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So stories she has been told as a child by her dad keep coming true and are instrumental to her getting where she needs to go.
And her dad told her the Myth of Elainor. Maybe we should make sure she knows the names of all 4 constellations. Might trigger something she remembers.
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That sounds excellent, Robert! I wouldn’t mind knowing more about these, myself; although someone at the Lost Athanaeum seemed to know what they were, I’d never heard of them until the pesky Fletcher Dawson assessment.
Want to leave a comment on the blog to let Deirdre know what they are?
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I know she hasn’t told everything yet, but I think this would be a great idea. Has anyone commented on her post yet?
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Hey, I wonder if her dad told her about the story of the seven tributes of fancy watches? Maybe that could unlock something new for her as well, especially since it deals with mourning gifts.
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I’m drafting a comment with the Elainnor objects/constellations. Should I ask that, as well?
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I think it can’t hurt to ask! The actual title of the story is The Seven Tributes of Rochefoucauld. I have a copy of the text around here somewhere, if Deeds would like to read it.
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Alright, I asked her about all of it.
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Can you share it with us? I don’t think I ever had the chance to read it.
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The Seven Tributes of Rochefoucauld
The month’s mind for the beast was naturally a solemn affair. The people of the island came from all its corners to the heart of the forest to pay their respects. This is an old place, a sacred glade, where only the greatest are honored. The creatures who bore the casket could only just manage the weight. Human and animal stood hand in paw as he was lowered into the ground for the earth of accept.
Of course the beast looked very different to each of the groups. To the humans the great masked man was the image of a hero. A leader forged from The Great Division. To the animals they saw his true self. The creature within, in all its majestic beauty. Each group paid their tributes. Some in gifts other in song and other in the spoken word. The rich and powerful paid their respects first and as the days wore on the peasants and paupers came to give all they could.
It was in these final days that the Rochefoucauld family laid their gifts. Seven in total: the spoils of the hunt, the water from the well, the blood from a battle, a shield, two lock of virgin’s hair, the dust scared from a castle wall, and a tiny flytrap. The other humans looked at the gifts in puzzlement. What sort of tributes were these? But the animals knew. They regarded the family with untold respect and vowed to protect them if ever there came a need. In the name of the beast the family would be forever well and cared for.
This is from Fragment Four, I should mention. It was the story that lead us to the cloisters, because the different gifts in the story correlate to each of the unicorn tapestries.
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Oh my god I dropped my phone when I saw the ant as I thought it was real!
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Crazy theory here but maybe the helmet, shield, sword and breastplate are needed to help defeat the storm. Could it be possible that the rider of that giant bird used these items?
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Woah. Okay. Processing.
I have the same concerns as some of the others, where is the compass now?
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Additional question: why would Sullivan have written part of the Elainnor story in his journal? If it were a book, wouldn’t he have a copy of it? And then why erase it, if it actually was erased?
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For the record, I’ve been looking for the compass all day. Dee is (finally) asleep after spending all day catching you guys up.
Here’s what happened on my end: I bolted into the warren and shut the door and about ten seconds later it opened again and it was Dee and Grey’s apartment was behind her. We tried to figure out what to do, but decided it would probably go back to Grey’s and we’d be safer in the warren, even if we had to wait it out.
So we spent two nights there.
It was still crazy scary to open the door again. (We wondered where it would take us, the street or Grey’s, but I knocked back and it put us on the street so I guess that’s how it works. Whoever knocks.)
The Storm was gone. We ran into Central Park, waited there for a while, and then headed back to the brownstone. Which is where we’ve been ever since (aside from me trolling up and down the street, looking for a compass.)
I’m going to widen my search for it tomorrow. I’m sorry I didn’t find it today. I know you’re waiting to see what happens with it in the park.
I’ll let her know about The Seven Tributes, but I hope she’ll just rest for a day or two. She seems… not herself. Tired. Distant. I guess that’s what happens when a living weather pattern tries to eat you.
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Where is Grey right now? Is he still in the magiq room?
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He wanted to stay in the apartment. I think the past two days were a little too crazy for him. He felt safe there.
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Well at least he’s safe…
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It seems strange that the storm has given up so easily. Make you you both stay safe!
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Phew, glad you both are safe!
Did you have the journal with you when you went back to Central Park? If so, did anything new appear?
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I didn’t have the journal. And I haven’t found the compass, but I’ll go to the park tomorrow and see if the journal says anything new.
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Grab a Geiger counter Cole… just in case.
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Looks like there was more to that cane then met the eye
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Or perhaps it’s splitting apart because there isn’t a lot of Magiq left in our mundane world ?
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I think it would be likely that something broke it, for if there was that little maqic, our spells wouldn’t be working.
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Maybe the split is a good thing? Like, there’s something hidden inside that she (or we) need to proceed, and performing magic is a test to access it?
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I’m hoping, quite badly, that what is inside will lead us to the next fragment.
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Im not sure breaking the stick will help us
