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Grave Saint	After the month of celebrating the remembrance of the ancestors, the final days of autumn will end in a month for it is heralded by chilling winds as if Mela herself arrived. Once her followers were done cleaning the shrine grounds, they leave as they bid her farewell so they can return homes. Once she's all alone in the field of red spider lilies, she brings out her pipa to practice playing the instrument. She plays an eerie yet serene song once she tugs at the pipa's strings under the light of the moon and the darkness of night
Ignis	It is not by intent that Ignis comes through this way but rather a matter of the necessity of his travels. Well worn roads are few and far between and sometimes you just gotta get to where you gotta get to. In this instance, he's returning to Great Forks after business has taken him elsewhere. Worry is on his face, brow crinkled with matters of grave concern, and he seems focused and determined. Orichalcum is visible on him as well. His richly defined black and gold jacket and the light armor beneath it gleaming softly even in this lack of light. His sword remains sheathed and bound however though the occasional hint of gold flashes as he hurries along. Until he hears the music. He pauses, slowing down and turning slowly as if familiar with the sound and then gets a clearer recognition of where he's at. NEar that shrine...
Grave Saint	"Oh you..." Bleeding Higanbana then pauses once she sees a familiar face again in her shrine surrounded by crimson flowers. "I was practicing but I did not expect visitors at this time" She lays down her instrument back in her shrine as the priestess approaches Ignis. "Why do you come here? I thought the abandoned graveyard beneath the flower bed disturbed you"
Ignis	"No." responds Ignis, resting a hand on his hip and looking her over thoughtfully. "No." he finally repeats, letting a lopsided smirk rest on his features. "The graveyard didn't disturb me. In fact, I do quite abit of exploration of lost ruins and action sites as a point of the career I'm in. It's not the graveyard that disturbed me it was the message you were indoctrinating yoru adherents in that did. But..." He pauses and then looks away, "Though I disagree with you and think your view of the world skewed ....and forgive me..that was harsher then I intended.....basically you are allowed your beliefs and there are many things I am wrong about as well. Such is life."
Grave Saint	She gives a smirk regarding her message. "The message I give is true. Everything has an end including Creation. It is one of the Four Inevitable Truths of my faith after all" However her eyes sets it's sights on the orichalcum artifact, resulting in her being on guard. "The metals of the sun above, that explains why you know so much about the Incarna" For a "Wood Aspect" She reacts differently unlike her Immaculate kin. "I should not be surprised considering Great Forks' exigent population can be used as cover, even for anathema among anathema" She doesn't seem to refer to Ignis but herself. "I won't tell of course. It will be mutual destruction at the hands of the Wyld Hunt if I do so especially as my faith is a heresy of the Immaculate Philosophy"
Ignis	"We both over and under estimate the reach of The Wyld Hunt into the city and lands itself." notes Ignis, "Certainly I would not be wearing these trappings if I didn't feel confident enough in my abilities or the necessity of needing to do so but at the same time I would not want to bring hardship upon the city either and so would change my garb or be more cautious upon entering it. At the same time it is the view of the citizens and the gods of Great Fork that most interest me, not the zealous efforts of a Wyld Hunt struggling to deal with a changing world." Ignis sighs, "Still, one day..it'll hopefully no longer be necessary to be so on guard..." He smirks lightly, "However, at least we can agree on this much - even though I don't agree with your faiths teachings...we have reasons to not want to invite unnecessary trouble. It was never my intention to even consider placing you under such scrutiny. So you're safe from me as well..."
Grave Saint	"Fine, as long as the preaching of my teachings are not disrupted, I shall not interfere with other anathema of this city in order to not attract the attention of the more bloodthirsty Immaculates even if this region barely enforces it besides Lookshy. Of course I wouldn't want to attract attention myself...you don't want Great Forks to be accused of giving asylum to chosen of dead anathema kings from the depths of the Underworld such as my master and the Mask Of Winters right?" She says smugly as it seems she is not a dragonblooded after all but something else. Then her tone changes into jealousy "Thank the Neverborn I have restraint, for I envy your kind that I abhor their presence. I was almost blessed with the power of the midday sun but after I was martyred, I now embody the dread and majesty of Midnight. Your sun god above didn't me that blessing when I was alive for the villagers I saved are probably dead by now thanks to the raiders. Now I walk as a damned herald of the dead, cursed to forever bear the trappings of the dead and can never enjoy the blessings of being alive for I will be cursed"
Ignis	"A deathknight...." Ignis voice is low and controlled. Even. "..Well that explains a lot.." he finally says after carefully mulling over her words. His body language remains relaxed though his tone becomes more terse. "I think you may misunderstand how....being chosen works. Not that I have a complete understanding myself but...you shouldn't look at it like..as if the Sun ignored you in your time of need. It's not that simple. But now that you are what you are...you can do so much and this path that you're on...it doesn't need to be a curse. I don't believe that. If your aim is to not drag Creation into Underworld and spread death and misery to the living then why must you suffer?" He relaxes a bit more and then says, "You are leading these people on with false hope in death and you know this but I suspect you do this because of your own troubles. It doesn't have to be that way."
Grave Saint	"How can I use this black exaltation for good? It is only a gift that brings death and despair to all. Even If I use it for good, the curse of the Neverborn shall afflict me. I cannot even mention my name, for we surrendered it to the void once we became Death's Lawgivers. We can only wield monikers and titles." There is a hint of sorrow in her voice for she feels she cannot be redeemed even if she wants to. Every speech and teachings must always be tainted with the death and the inevitability of the end. All I can do is that they can pray to their ancestors as a cold comfort"
Ignis	"I..." Ignis is caught off guard. He's done studies on the Underworld but the nature of the Deathknights elude him. He's..never actually encountered one before. "I refuse to believe you're simply backed into a corner or a slave to some master." he finally says bluntly, "I don't know you well enough to say for sure how this all works or what your motivations are and I'm not going to try and counsel you because of that but I will say that you and you alone can decide the path you want to take, not someone else. If Creation cannot withstand you then what good can you do for those in The Underworld? Those who become lost in shadowlands? Even today I encountere travllers who needed my aid due to rage of The Hungry Ghosts descending upon them. Surely your abilities and knowledge can help with these restless dead and other grave things throughout Creation." He shakes his head and looks away, "I can't offer suggestions base on things I don't have complete knowledge of but I do know this...that you strike me as driven and intelligent. Focusing on what you -can't- do and what others can and not what-you- can do...seems a waste of your efforts and energies and rest assured..simply beacuse I am chosen by the Sun I am -not- without problems or challenges that plague me. They're simply probelms of a different sort."
Grave Saint	"I see most do not know the nature of my kind but I cannot blame you for that. The black exaltations was only unleashed a few years ago after all. For the context of this curse, whenever we defy the chivalry of death, we are afflicted by resonance. We are enslaved to dark compulsions like that of a hungry ghosts whenever that occurs and our very presence starts to become a blight to Creation, for we are followed by winter, death and disease" She sighs as this is something she can never escape from. "Even the curse will be triggered by the mutterings of the names we once had. I do not know if there is a loophole to this dreaded affliction but I do know that whoever corrupted the solar exaltations into something deathly, they still can't remove our free will as I heard rumors of deathknights going rogue....although the proper name for us is the Abyssal Exalted" "I still follow my master since he has been a benefactor....while I fear that his inquisitors will get me once he knows I defied his religious doctrines. My master is the same class of ghost as the Mask Of Winters, but he prefers using religion rather than conquest for he is the Bishop Of The Chalcedony Thurible"
Ignis	"You are volunteering quite a bit of information." notes Ignis, "I believe that I should think on this matter further but I suspect that you want to be able to be free of your masters influence. Deathknights is the term I've found that describes you and your ilk well but again, I know little of matters of The Underworld. I will ask my peers for their thoughts on this. In the meantime, if you mean no harm to people and make no move against them to endanger or threaten them then we have no quarrel. If your followers are doing so of their own free will then there's not much I can do or say so I will leave that be and let you walk your path." ignis turns and begins to take a few steps away, "We will speak again, I'm sure of it."
Grave Saint	"Farewell and hope to see you soon Even if I am cursed to become a exalt of the deathlords, I wonder if the solar of the midday sun that I should have been still lingers within my soul" Although she is still filled with sadness regarding her faith, there is still hope even if she does not want to admit it.