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SpoonMagister

This is just where I've decided to contain my unhinged Morrowind fanfic / character lore.

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Reynant Alciente — Solicitor

Marsh & Ellerian: Barristers

Old Ebonheart

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Reynant, its SpoonMagister Terra. You’re my lawyer, so I think you should know: I’ve taken a lot of spoons. Some in the Balmora Council Club, some in the Vivec Foreign Quarter, maybe 5 or 10. A Mage’s Guild girl I met near Sadrith Mora, I left her spoonless behind some tavern. Therana, my old mentor, and some old n’wah with a guar last week. I pilfered another Telvanni councilor with telekinesis. I had to, he almost saw it all. Someone else I can’t remember. Maybe a soldier, but he’s spoonless now too. And Crassius Curio. I abducted Crassius Curio with a club to the face, he is rotting in the Tel Uvirith dungeon. I don’t want to leave anything out here. I guess I’ve reclaimed maybe 200 spoons. Maybe 400. I have records of a lot of it. Some of the nobles have seen the records. I even trapped some of their souls, and I tried to enchant a few. Tonight I just had to claim a LOT of spoons and I’m not sure I’m gonna get away with it this time. I guess I’m a pretty sick mer. So if you get back tomorrow, I may show up in Old Ebonheart. So, you know, keep your eyes open.

I have always known the edge of Reality could be found and shattered. It is with both great surprise and slight horror that I have discovered there exists a landmass beyond this cursed island on which I found myself some number of years ago.

My council Mouth has advised me this is what the Simulacrum denizens refer to as “The Rest of the World.” I am wholly aware that the World, the Simulacrum, does not rest. Its ruse carries on endlessly. It has therefore become necessary to avoid this Mouth, as it collects and distributes lies in the same way that a Nord may uncontrollably consume a witch’s sweetrolls.

Could it be that the Reality Hallucination’s boundaries have expanded? That what I believed to have been a tiny and pathetic bubble in the cosmos has grown into a shimmering globe of distortion and deceit?

It is with these questions in mind that I have sought out new clues — and new legal counsel — in the other place. The shimmer.

The Rest of the World.

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SpoonMagister
SpoonMagister

Written by SpoonMagister

This is just where I've decided to contain my unhinged Morrowind fanfic / character lore.