𝐧𝐩𝐜 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭

[uruz]

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SLEEP ONE TWO THREE FOUR ESPERA

SLEEP

A manipulative enigma with grand presence and power within The Murmur that rivals that of a god, and many already treat Her as such. She is everywhere and nowhere at once. Call to her, and she may answer you. She may even treat you, if you treat her, but be prepared to sacrifice. Painful offerings and loyalty are her favorite gifts of devotion (She's also a hopeless romantic).

The Numerals and Espera seem to despise Her, and One is inexplicably bound to Her. What Sleep has disclosed about Her intentions seem quite simple: Collect more Vessels to host Her power, expand past the Earth She's tied to, and deliver them all from loneliness and prolonged suffering to a divine eutopia only She can create.

For that, She needs One.

ONE

A somber, shy and elusive individual that better expresses himself through poetry and song. One's past is shrouded in mystery, tragedy and his own amnesia, but hinted to hold an incredible power that not even he is aware of. One has devoted his entirety to Sleep through blood sacrifice in an attempt to skew Her attention from the vessels to himself, but whether that was successful or not has yet to be known.

Vessels have been made recently aware that One has suffered Lunar Exaltation before the world was destroyed: An ascension, from mortal to more, and a beacon of power that remains the reason why Sleep seeks to claim him.

TWO

Not much is known about the Numeral Two, other than he is an expressive and unburdened Token, mute but not idle. He was very close to One before being thrown into a voided plane of existence by Sleep's hand, and scattered into fragments. Espera claims he is essential to returning One to his senses and putting an end to Sleep's reign.

Currently missing, but one fragment has been found.

THREE

An impish Offering of the Trickster variant, the Numeral Three has a playful disposition and colorful means of expression. Rather chaotic but not malicious, he takes the form of three-eyed corvids, cacatuas, and foxes with frequency, while answering riddles fuels his permanance for brief bursts. His connection with the Waking World is stronger than Two's, but in no less need of mending.

Currently his appearances are unreliable; He may be seen in shared dreams or when he has enough power to solidify from the Void's realm.

FOUR

The first Numeral to vanish and the last to be found. Not much is known about Four, other than having a very strong connection with Three.

Currently missing.

ESPERA

Revealed to be Nymphai, The Espera were birthed from One's exaltation and were meant to guide him on his journey from mortal to more before being barred by Sleep. She, (or they), is (are) a singular entity of three bodies, which are missing in a similar manner to the Numerals. She has a stronger presence within the Murmur but too weak to manifest physically, and is always watching to aid the Vessels in any way she can.

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Comments

[uruz]

[ oh, he—

one goes perfectly still. stone quiet. frozen, his arms hover, not knowing what to do with them and feeling too out of place to comfortably give some sort of embrace in return. that has . . . that has been an even longer time, he feels. the most he manages the most awkward set of taps before being the first to attempt to peel away.

his heart is rapid firing. he doesn't know what to say, other than wishing to flee the situation for lack of anything substancial to offer. just awkwardness and ungracefulness and, well, no one wants that.

would a nod be okay? nodding it is, hiding his masked face under his hood all the while. ]

I only shortened the path.

[licensetotrill]

[ To Jaskier's credit, much as he seems perfectly fine to solo this hug he does ease up when One starts to pull away, allowing the other man to do so. Jaskier's still beaming, the bright smile perfectly visible with his mask only covering the top half of his face, eye holes large enough to not hide that the smile reaches there as well.

A nod is perfectly serviceable.]

Take the gratitude, it's freely given.

[ The chiding is still all warmth and happiness- but gentler than he'd use with someone else, too. ]

If there is anything I can do for you, anything at all, please don't hesitate. I hope you'll listen when I manage to get this fixed up again, too.

[uruz]

[ one is not sure if he could. he always feels— so horridly unworthy. his nightmare still echoes that very sentiment within the chambers of his heart. he leaves it unsaid, would rather leave it there, even if offered. he is not yet ready to take such kindness with confidence.

it goes without saying that one will not ask for a single thing for the very same reasons, but, at that last part . . . he can, at least, nod to that, now incredibly soft spoken: ]

I will.

[licensetotrill]

[ Honestly Jaskier wants to hug him again. To pull him close in another tight embrace. He settles instead for reaching out to squeeze his arm - briefly - before letting go again. ]

Thank you, dear friend. Can I - see you back somewhere safely?

[ He did kind of appear out of nowhere it felt like, and while Jaskier isn't exactly a heavy he's done enough traveling to know that sometimes just being two people instead of one means trouble passes you over. Something about One just seems so terrible fragile Jaskier wants to see it safe, too. ]

[uruz]

[ dear friend, contact up his arm that makes one's skin prickle with both discomfort and longing, but . . . it is the latter that wins, in the end. one begins taking steps back, shaking his head. ]

No, [ he pulls his hood tighter, as if it would hide him. ] No, I . . .

[ it is beginning to make him anxious, all of this. wanting to stay is what scares him. being too much for him, overstimulating of all, is what pulls him the other way. he gestures for jaskier to stay where he is, a steady hand as he backs away to the door. ]

You will be safer apart from me.

[ and, he makes his way out, with haste. out the door, down the street— if jaskier follows, he would not find him again. but he would be remembered. one will be sure to listen to his songs. ]

[licensetotrill]

[ That's a line Jaskier has heard before. It's never worked on him then, it isn't now. But the skittish animal actions do have him staying in place, giving an understanding nod and busying himself with inspecting the case, as if it's not transparently obvious this is to give One a chance to leave without being Observed.

Jaskier gives it a few more minutes before he heads out too - looking around on instinct, but wherever One went it's away from here. Couldn't guess the direction. But he hugs the case close to his chest and whistles as he makes his own trek to find someplace to really sit and look over the lute and decide where to begin on repairs. ]