Vernon
".. Maybe that saying hasn't ever been said in here, then.." The cat nods, listening intently to his explanation of magic; eyes still glittering with excitement at every word he utters.

"The Prayers of Sol. .." She says airily, leaning up from atop her high post on the Defender's back, recalling the very little information she had retained about prayers & suns during her time in the first floor. "Like. .. Prayers of the Eclipse... Huh..." She seems to get lost in thought for a moment, recalling the fonts of information she had received during the time in the Vektet.

". .. I've heard about the *Fifth* Prayer of the Eclipse... Somebody in the Exile's Watch said that name to me.. I wanted to learn more about the teachings in here.."

She looks back down unto the powerful man — though, not looking too far down due to his massive stature and smiles a bit.

*Suns.*

*Sun of Purity... Sun of Destruction... Which means, what exactly...*

As Aazkue speaks about purity, something clicks — *If Ukue can master purity, surely Aazkue is... The Sun of Destruction, right? If only I'd spent more time reading...* She curses herself internally at her thoughtlessness and unusual behavior in the pursuit of Gaige. *Stupid, stupid cat...*

"Eternity..." She repeats, looking up at the Ascent ahead of her. ". .. So, there's no going up, huh." She asks, curiously. "'Cause... I'm not from here, and..." *This is likely not to end well should I continue talking..*

". .. Are you alright?" The artificer inquires quietly, switching the subject from her entrance to the Vektet. "You look a bit lost.. Worried.." Despite her poor personal Charisma, Tabby is still *Very* Perceptive to what's around her.
Benjamin
Not as long as my other posts but i did try to pad it out
Beverly
The guardian's crimson eyes deviated throughout the scene of the battlefield before him, his eyes weakly scanning the remnants of what had been lost in combat only just recently, and the remnants from a past much, much more distant. Behind him, and about the foot of the Ascent, there lied the hollowed suits of armor and abandoned weaponry — both a faint, tarnished brass hue in appearance — once belonging to warriors much like himself, and each torn apart by an entity with beast-like ferocity, whose origin, to Aazkue, perhaps should have immediately been made known, yet still remained a mystery within his callow mind. Perhaps it was due to his innocence, or perhaps it was due to his refusal to come to terms with such grim facts, but either the way that Aazkue looked at it, he simply could not come to an understanding of the fates of those who battled on these very grounds, so many years ago.

*`The armor was quite akin to the Knights of Sol... But who were they felled by?`*

Aazkue, who had let his mind wander some, gave a slight sigh of dismissal towards his former statement, instead bringing his eyes and attention front-and-center, to focus upon the outsider directly before him. No good could come from overthinking these matters... There were other things more pressing to his attention, anyhow. *Such as the nature of the Exile's Watch.*
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Uneasily adjusting himself in his knelt position, incapable of bringing himself into a fully-risen stance for complete lack of power in the lower half of his legs, the guardian lifted his head to meet eyes with the outsider. Her nature was that of curiosity — a curiosity that perhaps was born of her nescience to the adversity that came with the apprehension and use of the Prayers of Disparity — yet a wholehearted curiosity nonetheless, and one that he could wholly humor. The guardian partially closed his eyes, and took in a short breath, expanding, and perhaps explaining that which the outsider may not have known about the *Prayers of Sol.* It was a dangerous subject, to be sure, and one that he could not leave someone who sought to dig deeper into its vast and intimidating nature to continue unawares.

```diff
- "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒻𝒾𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝒫𝓇𝒶𝓎𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒮𝑜𝓁, 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝒾𝓃 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇, 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝒶𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒟𝒾𝓈𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓎."
- "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒 𝒷𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝓊𝓃 𝒾𝓈 𝒸𝑒𝓇𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒹, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓈𝑜 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓉𝑒𝒹."
- "𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑜 𝑔𝑜𝑜𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒷𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓁𝑒, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓅𝓊𝓈𝒽 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒻𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒹 𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒... 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝒟𝒾𝓈𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓎, 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑒."```
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It was an unpleasant experience, to be sure. One that Aazkue, the creator of each of the two prayers, himself, was displeased with. Even now, he maintained the false flame of *`Quetaa Ezuek,`* Its bond-burning nature persisting about his fihure. He could speak these words from first-hand experience. In this moment, however, he continued to maintain the prayer, for fear of that *Sleep* Again overtaking his mind...

Tabby might further catch ear of a deeper intricacy within Aazkue's words, and one that could only come with some logical inference, for the Guardian, himself, did not intend to make such a fact known — he stated that there were *Two* Refined Prayers of Sol, and yet, upon the tablet that she briefly laid eyes on, there were described *Four* Prayers of Sol. Such a discrepancy would further make clear the sheer distance between Aazkue's understanding of the present, and actual state-of-affairs within the *Ark* — the two, latter prayers of Unity had only come to be after he was branded, and as such, he had never heard of either of their existences.
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With such matters in mind, his following confusion when she mentioned the *"Prayers of the eclipse"* Would be most understandable. The Prayers of Sol's Disparity preceded the Prayers of Sol's Unity, and the Prayers of Sol's Unity far preceded the Prayers of the Eclipse. He raised a brow at their mentioning, and so questioned:

```diff
- "...𝒫𝓇𝒶𝓎𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝐸𝒸𝓁𝒾𝓅𝓈𝑒?"
- "𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝓇𝓊𝑒 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓎𝑒𝓉 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒿𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒮𝑜𝓁 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝐿𝓊𝓃𝒶, 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎...?"
 
- "𝐼 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉... 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼..."```

...He sighed, and temporarily cast away the thought. That was, again, something he would have to ponder over, later...

```diff
- "𝒲𝑒𝓁𝓁."
- "𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓈𝓊𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓈𝑒..."
- "...𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒮𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝐹𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓇."```

There was doubt in his tone, and much confusion. As he denied her further trespass upon the grounds that surrounded the great-tower that was the Ascent to the Second Floor, he sifted his fingertips through his overgrown, black hair, the blunt of his palm pressing against his brow as he pondered. He still had much to re-discover and determine, before he made any judgments on how he would go about protecting the Ascent — if he *Were* To continue protecting it, that was... Still. In this moment, here and now, he could not let her continue further.
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```diff
- "𝐼..."```

Aazkue breathed the slightest of responses, withholding a full statement, so to compose himself before he continued...

```diff
- "𝐼 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝒶𝓂."

- "𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓍𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝑒... 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝐸𝓍𝒾𝓁𝑒'𝓈 𝒲𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽, 𝓌𝒽𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓃𝒶𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒, 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹-𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹, 𝒷𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓉𝒽 𝑜𝒻 𝒶𝓃 𝑜𝓊𝓉𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇. 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝒹𝓁𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝒶𝓃𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝒶𝓈𝓈-𝒸𝓁𝒶𝒹 𝒦𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒮𝑜𝓁, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈-𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝓁𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇..."

- "...𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝒰𝓀𝓊𝑒, 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇."```