FIREBIRD'S REALM - GROUP TWO

[dramatispersonae]

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[dramatispersonae]

It peeps. "Is it? I want to be someone."

[heroic_homemaker]

But... [Frowns, concentrating.] You are.

[brotagonist]

Yeah! Just by being alive, you're someone who exists in this world!

[dramatispersonae]

Unsure. "...and...?"

[heroic_homemaker]

Is knowing who you are important?

[brotagonist]

[pats it]

Half the fun's in searching and finding out. You don't need to know all the details right away, right? You're already you.

[dramatispersonae]

"...it's important...I have to have something to start out with."

[heroic_homemaker]

Do you have a name?

[brotagonist]

A name's a good start. Or something you want. Or both.

[dramatispersonae]

"I don't have a name. I don't know what to want except to know who I am."

[heroic_homemaker]

You can learn. If... We give you a name, and help you find out, we can do that.

[brotagonist]

How about friends as something to look for, to start out with? We can be your first.

[dramatispersonae]

It bobs its head in a tiny bird nod. "What name? What are friends?"

[heroic_homemaker]

Friends are people who like and care about each other.

[Hmm...] We could name you Ember.

[brotagonist]

Sounds pretty good to me.

I'm Lloyd and this is Fire. Nice to meet you, Ember. I'm glad you got out of the bathtub.

[dramatispersonae]

"Ember . . . all right. I'll be Ember. But what's 'like'? What's 'care'? What's 'nice'?"

[heroic_homemaker]

Liking is when you enjoy something, it makes you feel good, these people make you happy to be around. Caring is wanting to make sure they're alright, and help them through their troubles. Nice is... Well, those things are nice.

[brotagonist]

Eheh... kind of — warm feelings but not burning ones, if that makes sense? Since this is Firebird's place. I'm sure you can find them.

[dramatispersonae]

"All right . . . thank you. That's a good start."

The bird bursts into flame, but doesn't burn you; instead, it separates into two. The fiery chickadee flutters up, then plunges into the rift over the table -- it closes behind it without a trace.

A fragment of white stone eggshell is left in your hand.

[heroic_homemaker]

...Um, goodbye Ember.

[brotagonist]

...I think that helped! Hopefully the other one closed up too...

Hey, do you know riddles?

[HEADING BACK DOWN THE CORRIDOR]

[heroic_homemaker]

I can try riddles. [Following after him]

[brotagonist]

You were really spaced out for a while there... you okay?

[there's a scroll on the door idk. it says:

With no wings, I fly.
With no eyes, I see.
With no arms, I climb.
More frightening than any beast;
Stronger than any foe.
I am cunning, ruthless, and tall;
In the end, I rule all.

Who am I?]

[heroic_homemaker]

I'm alright.

...Is the answer to this fire? Fire seems to be a theme.

[dramatispersonae]

It doesn't seem to be; nothing happens.