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thethirteenthchild ([personal profile] thethirteenthchild) wrote in [community profile] ph_logs2026-02-01 12:12 pm

[Lore Mingle] Singing Songs to the Secrets Behind My Eye, Oh My

Who: Dahlia Leeds & the former members of the Ocularum
What: Q&A
When: Post-Kadath
Where: The Oak & Iron
Warning(s): None




An Invitation from Dahlia


Those who aligned themselves with Neil West will find his house empty when next they go. All his furniture is gone, leaving a barren building, with the door to his basement locked. The meeting space, where all his esoterica and research were kept. Those who are stubborn enough to see what remains of his work can break down the door, but all that remains are cleared out shelves and a single table in the dark. A note sits on top of it, written in red ink.

However, a few days after all the dreamers have awakened, former Ocularum members will find that they've received a letter. Though it is anonymous on the outside, the contents will reveal the sender.

Hello,

I'm sure that you have questions. Now that Nyarlathotep has revealed himself, the magic preventing me from speaking on this is lifted. I am at liberty to give you answers now.

Meet me at the Oak and Iron at 2pm. A neutral space, during the day. I have rented out the private room in the bar so that we can speak.

For what it's worth, I am so, so sorry.

Regards,
D.A. Leeds


You'll find her sitting in the back of the bar, drinks and food already set out, her treat. She looks... stiff, and grim. But not afraid. Just sad.
liesdontfindyou: (pb; frown talk)

[personal profile] liesdontfindyou 2026-02-07 12:24 am (UTC)(link)

It's not exactly an unexpected answer, but she wishes there could've been a better one. "You know, there's nothing in this universe I hate more than unknown variables like this."

And yet there is no choice but to deal with them as they come. Trying to pry into what he's doing, wherever he now is, will only give her a headache as the Eye either tries and fails or outright resists her attempts, she's sure. Maybe another day. Maybe if it feels desperate.

She should ask more about Aster's plans for Eligos. That's the important thing, here. They have to be prepared for wherever this leads. And yet.

"...why choose the role he did? Why— what do you think he was even planning to use me— us, the Ocularum, to do? Was it all just about the pure entertainment or— what?"

Frankly she's not sure what answer would feel worse.

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[personal profile] liesdontfindyou 2026-02-08 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)

Oh, great, I can add 'almost got recruited to a cult' to my resume, CT thinks but bites down on, rather than say something so petty and useless.

"It's a lot easier said than done, not flinching in the face of something like that," she says, instead, unclear if she means the insults or the interdimensional entity of cosmic chaos himself. "You know, he even let himself get put in one of those damned operas with me. Playing the role of one of the last assholes to lie to me and get me killed. I'm sure he's very proud of that."