Editing Announcements - 2013/08 - Emotions Unbound (section)

== Release Fiction ==
{{Turbine 2013
 |  Link = https://www.asheronscall.com/en/content/august-2013-release-fiction
 | Title = August 2013: Release Fiction
 |  Text = “This whole place is crazy.  What’s even holding it up?” complained the Young Adventurer.
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“After all you’ve seen in this world, the fact that these strange Virindi made some rocks and crystals float is what worries you?” replied the Old Soldier, looking perplexed.  “Someone or something rips a hole into some supposedly inaccessible part of portalspace, unleashing a horde of crazy, tentacled energy beasts onto the Obsidian Plains, and you’re worried about some floating bits o’ rock?  You goin’ soft on me boy?”
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The Young Adventurer looked a bit surprised at the question, “Soft?  No.  I just think the whole place is crazy.  Floating rocks, platforms made out of some odd magical energy, and these ‘Rynthid’ we’ve been asked to investigate.  I just got used to the regular Virindi.  These ones are entirely unhinged.”
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“Oh, it’s not that bad,” replied the Old Soldier, relaxing a little, “They see us, they come barreling over and try to kill us.  Seems pretty normal to me.”
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“Speaking of fighting, I think we’ve been noticed.”
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“Seems so,” replied the Old Soldier, readying his weapons.  Approaching them were several of the smaller Rynthid.  Some were growling or screaming, but one was giggling like a small child as it raced into the fight.  “At least that one seems happy to be here.”
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“Oh great,” said the Young Adventurer as the giggling Rynthid swung several tentacles at his head, “I get the one who’s ‘happy’ to be here.  I feel so much better now.”
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Ducking a bolt of red lightning, the Old Soldier smiled and replied, “See, I knew you’d get over it.”
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It took several minutes to drive off the wave of Rynthid, each sinking into the focus necessary to fight .  Once the battle ended and the Young Adventurer starting looking over the collapsed forms, the Old Soldier said, “Well, they’re definitely more of a workout than most of the stuff we end up fighting.”
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“At least we know the ‘Lothus’ Virindi that asked us to help deal with these things weren’t lying about that.  They’re not pushovers,” said the Young Adventurer, poking at one of the forms with his blade.  As he poked at the collapsed robes, the creatures mask rolled out onto the ground.  The Young Adventurer reached down and picked it up.
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“Hey, this looks pretty intact,” he said, turning the mask over in his hands. “I wonder if it fits.”
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“One minute you’re worried about them being crazy, and the next you’re wondering if you’ll look pretty wearing one?” asked the Old Soldier, as he walked over to poke at one of the other Rynthid, “Maybe they bug you because you’re just as crazy as they are.”
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“What do you mean, crazy?  Wearing Virindi Masks is a time-honored tradition in Dereth,” the younger man replied as he held the mask up close to his face.  “Why should this be any different?”
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“Because all those masks were deliberately prepared from damaged masks so they could be worn.  Have you ever seen anyone wear one clean off the Virindi?”
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“Can’t say that I have,” he said as he placed the mask over his face.
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The Old Soldier braced himself as he saw the mask slide into place, resigning himself to what may come.  “I’ve only ever seen one person who wore a mask straight from the Virindi.  It didn’t go well for him.”
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