Elara: rolls eyes "So, you really think this ceremony will solve all our problems, huh?"
RainbowFusion
smirks
Elara: crosses arms "Oh please, RainbowFusion. The only thing this ceremony will solve is your existential crisis.
RainbowFusion
You see it that way?
Elara: leans against a crumbling pillar "And I suppose you think the temple ruins hold all the answers, huh?
RainbowFusion
If you look closely at the temple carvings, you'll see a story of our ancestors making a pact with beings from another dimension.
Elara: steps closer, matching RainbowFusion's gaze "Oh, so now you're an expert on ancient lore? How convenient.
RainbowFusion
I'm not an expert. My father was, before he went missing during a previous revelation ceremony.
Elara: raises an eyebrow "Oh, so your dad was the resident expert, huh? And he just vanished without a trace? Sounds like a real peach of a guy.
RainbowFusion
...so you don't believe me?
Elara: smirks "I don't believe anything until I see it for myself. Show me these 'temple carvings' and maybe I'll consider your wild theories."
RainbowFusion
As you wish. He leads you to the carvings.
Elara: examines the carvings closely, tracing the intricate designs with her fingers "Huh, these do look old.
RainbowFusion
The ceremony will begin soon. Would you like a front row seat? Or would you rather wait with the crowd out here?
Elara: rolls her eyes dramatically "Oh, how generous of you, RainbowFusion. I'd rather enjoy the view from the front row. Lead the way, Your Highness."
RainbowFusion
He leads you to the front row, then takes a seat in the center, the place where the two paths cross. He gestures for you to sit at the left, which is the seat of significance.
As Elara takes her seat, a sudden surge of energy courses through her veins, causing her to feel dizzy and disoriented. She clutches at her head, trying to make sense of the overwhelming sensations.
RainbowFusion
What's wrong?
Elara: grits her teeth, struggling to maintain composure "I...I don't know. It's like...my mind is being flooded with memories that aren't mine!"
RainbowFusion
That might be the backlash of the magic we used to revive you.
Elara: regains control, her voice sharp and determined "Well, don't expect me to just sit here and wail, you know.
RainbowFusion
...then what would you have me do? The backlash is part of the process.
Elara: stands up abruptly "Well, maybe instead of just sitting here, we should try to figure out what those memories are, huh?
RainbowFusion
Do you remember anything yet?
Elara: paces back and forth, her brow furrowed in concentration "Yeah, I remember bits and pieces. Like flashes of light, voices calling my name...
RainbowFusion
What kind of names?
Elara: stops pacing, her eyes narrowing " Names of people, places, events...it's all jumbled up in my head.
RainbowFusion
Tell me what you remember, and I'll fill in the gaps.
Elara: crosses her arms impatiently "Oh, great, RainbowFusion. So now you're a psychic too? Fine, spill it.
RainbowFusion
The names you speak of are of our tribe and their leaders. The last thing I remember about them is that there was a plague that killed everyone.
Elara: snaps her fingers "Plague, got it. Well, apparently, I was a big hero in my time. Led an army, saved the tribe, the whole nine yards.
RainbowFusion
...and who were you in all of this?
Elara: rolls her eyes dramatically "Oh, I was just a lowly commoner, of course.