synopsychic | [Second day of Week Two/Three Mingle]

Hello, sorry, Lyall here. Do all of you recall that vision I had of the dividing wall between us during the last month or so of liminal space? How it was a very literal sign of what was to come?

It's happened again. I had another one. And it's being about as persistent as the first one, so I'm guessing it's important. I can share it directly if anyone would like me to, but in summary, I believe there's something out there beyond the reefs. I saw dark water, well below the level of the reefs, and a large, pale, diseased something. All I saw was a wall of flesh, that was then obscured by bubbles, and then it went even darker. Like it dove away.

I don't know if we need to find it to stop it, or find it to help it. But I do think we need to find it, if just to keep it from coming here.

... also, I am still making earplugs, for those who are finding the noise difficult to bear. I'm not sure if it will help entirely, but it can't hurt. If anyone wants to try and distribute them to people who trust them and might need them, please let me know, I'll get you a few pairs.

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Give us a look, then, love.

All right. It's a memory of mine, not a livestream, so be prepared.

[With that, he opens up a private channel to his packmate to send along what is effectively a fully-immersive experience of having a vision of the future. He had been helping some locals and maybe an investigator or two haul a small fishing boat out of hiding and into the water when everything around him suddenly went dark and wet and suffocating. He can't see the sun or the sand, he can only see a wall of something sickly pale, pieces falling away rotted, rising up in front of him. It's more than a little terrifying to see, if just that it's so huge, and it's obviously flesh, not rotting wood or even coral.

Then the view is suddenly obscured by a surge of bubbles, and whatever it is is gone-- or maybe Lyall has just been swept away from it. Everything is dark and wet and suffocating again, with nothing but a faint glimmer above to relieve the darkness.

Then he's sitting on the sand in the bright (and uncomfortable) sunlight, with people around him asking him what's wrong, the vision over.]

... bit of a shock, that. [after a moment, though he sounds calm enough] Well, it seldom seems that our tasks are to defeat monsters or the like, so I imagine we're meant to figure something out about that. Perhaps how to help it.

Sorry. I can't livestream something that isn't happening at that particular moment, so you had to get the full experience.

I'm not sure whether it's fight or help. I hope it's help. That would be more pleasant, anyway, if not necessarily easier.

[Oddly enough, Tick-Tock has actually had extensive experience in soothing massive beasts and monstrosities, so this may be coloring his view. He hasn't actually fought very many, as usually it's his job to put things right, not kill people.]

I think we can fair assume what you saw is what's singing that horrible song - might be helpful to organize a group and scout it out? Bring along some of the merfolk that can do that singing business.

We'll have to convince the locals to go. Though that may not be a problem. They're hearing the same sounds as everyone else, right?

Yes, they do seem to be, so I'm certain some of them may be thinking in a similar direction. Perhaps best if we organize two or three of us to go speak with some of them on the matter. Nothing so formal as that big to-do earlier, but a few who might go out and make some friends, then set off to find our malodious friend and discover the problem.

I just don't know how to approach the subject. We don't have any sort of authority here, and coming to them with the story 'one of our humans had a vision' is probably not the best way to go. I don't know how much the mermaid population trusts us. Considering what they did to you.

Well, I expect at least one of them believes I'm some sort of religious fanatic, so perhaps they'd listen to it from me. But we don't even have to mention your visions - everyone's heard the singing, and doubtless are bothered by it, as we've said. It should be easy enough to find some like-minded people to gather more information. After all, that's simply common sense.

If they believe you're a fanatic, they'll probably discount anything you say. Best not to leave it to you, in that situation. But it definitely does need to go merpeople to merpeople, you're right, there. I don't think a human coming up to them suggesting they all go hunting for monsters will go over well.

Darling, if you think I'm going to sit this out, you're off your head. [warmly]

Oh, no, I know that. I mean let's not have you do the requesting of the other merpeople. I fully expected you to go along. I'll just wait here, biting my nails and waiting to hear from you all.

I can't quite imagine it. [amused] Though, perhaps there's some psychics among the humans, as well? It might be worth investigation.

Not that I'm aware of with what knowledge of the place I have, or anyone else has mentioned being aware of, either. There are spirits, and some augery types of magic, but no psychics. I suppose we could try to write it off as a spirit told me, but I also don't like the idea of being asked to summon it again, if there are other people here who can see or sense spirits.

[He could maybe call up an elemental... but it just seems needlessly complicated when leaving supernatural elements out of it entirely might just be easier and more likely to work.

Besides, his elemental magic still scares him a little.]

Fair enough. [Tick-Tock agrees slowly.] It does seem a bit counter-productive to separate us like this.

I can see the logic of it. Without some of us as merpeople, we wouldn't have made it through the reefs-- and even if they just started us on the island, we'd have to explain how we got there. And this way we have a direct line to the other half of the people here, not just those living on land.

It's inconvenient in some ways, but I think it might have been necessary, in the end.

Oh, yes, in that sense. [agrees easily] Though why they couldn't have just made us all merpeople, I don't know. Do the humans have much to add to all of this? I haven't had much of a chance to talk to any of them.

I've met a few, I've been helping trying to put their village back together after the hiding thing. Their leader is one of us, for certain, as are a handful of others, so there must be some purpose to them being there.

[Second day of Week Two/Three Mingle]

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