>Katia: Self pity will get you nowhere. YES, you are a dumb stray animal that constantly fucks up, but the only thing that could make you even less appealing than you already are is to start moping and wallowing in self-loathing.
>Katia: Self pity will get you nowhere. YES, you are a dumb stray animal that constantly fucks up, but the only thing that could make you even less appealing than you already are is to start moping and wallowing in self-loathing.
Katia: The gods are testing you to see how strong you truly are, that is why they remain silent. They're preparing something for you -- something big, so you must stay steady in the face of these trials. Just remember; all that you endure will make you stronger in the end and you have endured more than most.
I think interaction with Martin may be the best idea at this point. I mean interaction with someone as important as the friggin Dragonborn can't hurt right? He may vary well even say something incredibly motivational that makes Katia feel better, it would at least be better than listening to the voices in her head all the time. If anything he would probably be Katia's best sympathizer, this is a man who's had dealings with Sanguine after all. Hell if that bottle on the ground is empty, martin may even share a swig from that bottle of Surilie Brothers Whine he carries around all the time.
Do you know where I'm going with this? I think you know where I'm going with this.![]()
If it was, we'd have zero control, and we do have some control. It's more like a rally race and we're the navigator for the driver, except this rally race has multiple routes. And the driver (Katia) has a small hearing problem.
Yeah, doesn't mean I like it. The worst thing for Katia right now would be for her to black out. She likely would not wake up in Q.W.'s bed, since she's in a completely different city. And right now we don't need Katia groveling at someone's feet, trying to pay them back for having sex in their bed and making a mess. Then, we'll just have another quest to deal with.
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You can't give up like this Katia; You came here to make a name for yourself and that's what you're going to do. So you've gone through some tough times, who hasn't? Look at how far you've come! You've gone from an unemployed sign maker doing the you-know-what trick in a public square to becoming an almost full fledged wizard apprentice! You aren't some stupid animal, you're KATIA MANNIGAN!
>: Katia
Katia, Katia, Katia
Or whatever the hell you call yourself.
Sure, you've got nothing. Hell, you've lost near-all. But is that really so bad? While Sigrid, that asshole orc, and all others in this world who've wronged you might think that means you're harmless, they're wrong.
They're OH SO WRONG.
See, since you have nothing, that means YOU'VE GOT NOTHING TO LOSE. You ARE nothing. And you can't kill "nothing." You can't destroy it. You can't pin it down. You can't keep it away.
Take that bottle and shatter it against the damn wall. That's what you're going to kill the blonde she-witch with. Her crony? He underestimates you. What you lack in skill you make up in raw power, and, against other mages, your atronarch powers will give you the edge, don't worry.
See, Katia, this is the raw beauty of it; you haven't made a name for yourself here. That means you can kill those two, regain the letter, leave town, and no one will ever know who did it. Katia, you've been turning this anger inwards for far too long, it's time you wielded that wrath against those who stand against you. And don't give me any of that "I'm too moral to kill a person" BS either, these thieves aren't human. They're LESS than human. They're less than that damn imp you faced against?
Hell, you know what? I'd bet that they're less than Nothing.
So this is turning into 'Making The Fans of Katia Cry'.
I have almost been where she is now. Sitting on a curb, in the rain, holding a single piece of paper I thought (at the time) was my only salvation to the fix I was in.
Very depressing this is.
I was in 7th grade at the bus station in Arkansas having just missed the bus and 4 miles from the world when the rain started. Not the school bus... the Grayhound bus that was to take me home for Thanksgiving. The -school- bus was what made me late. Grayhound picks-up people at designated locations between cities in rural areas.
Katia, my imaginary friend, your trials are watched by many. Even when you are down and wet, your world seems interesting. Good luck and stay away from Nah!
Katia : You're bound to make some mistakes but you have to pick yourself back up. You haven't failed yet. Remember that dance contest? I know you were anything but enthusiastic about entering but maybe it wouldn't be too bad. You could get the money to pay for Quill-Weave's book and talk to the bookshop owner and explain what happened, maybe then he could write you a new note you could go back to Quill-Weave, join the mage's guild in some other town and become a powerful wizard. Heck maybe you'll come back to Kvatch someday and beat the skirts off that shameless hussy! Come on Katia, head to the church and ask if you can spend the night there. You don't want to catch cold on top of everything that's happened!
>Sigrid
Inventory the new generous donation just so graciously given. Nothing better to do during a rainstorm than finding a place for everything, and putting everything in its place.
Needs more ambiance. Lighting: Start striking.
(*Not an actual doctor)
alright katia, 4 days, (or 2 years in brain time) is long enough of a sob story. yore sorry for yore self, and that you fail at evry thing, yore just looking at it wrong, you have the most potential of any thing, ever! see we learn from are mistakes, we don't learn when we succeed right? one day, soon, you will learn thing about life that others will never come close to. you will see evry problem and know the way around it, you have nothing but successes ahead of you, you may fail more, but, at this point you have nothing more to loos, and you will learn, learn like no one els! do things that no one els could! they will right stories about you! and it all starts buy failing today! good luck (ps writer, it has bin 2 years of failing, it will loos its charm eventually, no one is stupid enough to fail and never become bad ass, ppl want stories about bad ass and how thy got their)
Katia: Well it would be nice to be at the church. Somewhere warm and cozy. You'd just have walk across the street. But it just feels so far away. Across such cold, hard stone. And you don't want to have to talk to anyone right now, to try to explain any of this. You're ashamed to let them see you. Their quiet judgement seems unbearable right now. You honestly don't even give a shit about that bottle over there. Could it be alchohol? Who cares. You feel too weary now even to try to unstop the cork. Just crawl over to that dry spot beneath that alcove over there and sit for a while. You'll probably feel a bit better in the morning you suppose, in spite of everything.
Katia, let us all take a hint from some famous AI in a parallel universe. "Let's not take these lemons, let's get MAD! We're going to march right back up there and make him put me back in my body! And he'll probably kill us because he's very powerful and I have NO PLAN!" Let's get mad! We are going to go march right back in there and object to her negotiations. You still have mana right? BURN THAT DOOR DOWN AND MARCH RIGHT THE FUCK BACK IN THERE! And look REALLY FUCKING PISSED! She made the cat angry, SHE DOES NOT WANT TO MAKE THE CAT ANGRY!
My handle is djPantheris and I am subject to random bouts of grooving the hell out.
And this is his ADVENTURE!
Are you kiddin me? A shitty starter robe and some trinkets don't make you a mage, in fact being a mage is one of the few things you can be where losing all of your stuff DOESN'T make you powerless. Warriors without their armor and a weapon are big babbys, thieves or marksmen without their bows and daggers and poisons are big babbys, mages without their magical equipment still have all of their spells and magical powers.
Katia haven't you been noticing the increase in your magical prowess? Even Sigrid seemed a bit freaked out when the entire inside of her scam artist operation started going up in flames, and just before in the well you learned a little bit about a potential new ability. You still have all that, you have obtained something that can never be taken from you, that you can never lose in drunken despair, raw unchanging untouchable progress. So suck it up, the only way you can move backwards is by ending up in jail. So Don't.
>Katia: Okay enough sads: have something nice happen now.
You stop wallowing in misery long enough to notice someone has arrived. Why it's a dashingly handsome figure that looks oddly familiar in a way you can't quite put your finger on. Katia my dear come with me I will teach you to be the best mage ever away from that horrible Sigrid woman he says in a sultry tone and picks you up off the cold wet ground. You gleefully say yes and then totally swoon cause why not; this story is getting sappy fast and that is awesome. He smiles in a cute way that melts your khajiit heart and whispers it's time to leave this dreadful place.
Later you master all the magics, marry the guy, and then go back to the Kvatch Mages Guild and totally make Sigrid jealous but she can't defeat the power of love and so she gives the place to you. You and Dmitri proceed to fill the guild up with cats and your hybrid babies. Life is awesome and great and nothing hurts and you gave Quill-Weave the package and a pile of gold and she's your Bffsies 4 life right along side Nah, that crazy normal human vampire chick who is now a successful doctor with her own hospital and everything thanks to your generous contributions. Later on the empire will saint you and make a statue in your honor out of cake. Everyone loves and respects you. Yay!
The End