[Palamedes' gaze remains on the bracelet, trying to picture a cavern dotted with little piles of them and wondering how bad an idea that is. How far can corruption seek into the earth in this form, a crystal, solid and bound already to hardened blood? How dangerous is that storage site, should someone wander into it without knowing what to expect? Can a bloodstone attract a beast as easily as blood itself?
Much to think about. He glances at Paul and says,] I know you aren't.
[Which is as much tacit approval as it is a gentle chiding, in the end. It's good of Paul not to risk others with this the same way it's... less good of him to involve creatures like Epsilon in the testing stages, Palamedes thinks, and so he can't disapprove entirely of that. But to shoulder something like this entirely on his own, well...
Less good.
Idly he presses a finger into the dirt beside the used up bracelet, still quite unwilling to actually touch it.]
I suppose the question is where does corruption originate, if it doesn't dissipate as you'd expect it to, when held in this form. There would be a saturation point to this world if it could only grow, and I'd think it'd have hit by now. Even with all of the efforts to draw corruption out before beasthood hits.
[All the lunar orbs in the world can't stave off corruption forever, if it's a thing that can be, as it were, bottled independent of a corrupted body. Like in a bracelet.]
I'm sure you've read into blood pollution, but look: I can stick my hand into the dirt and not become corrupt, although I guarantee blood has been spilled close enough to this spot before. If someone cracks open your corrupted stones, where does it go?
[He waves a hand.]
Thinking out loud. Keeping the sea cave is walking a knife's edge; you know that. Let me get back to you— there's surely a way to force dissipation faster without corrupting anyone or anything nearby.
[damn it's like he's taking on that risk or something oopsie doodle]
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Much to think about. He glances at Paul and says,] I know you aren't.
[Which is as much tacit approval as it is a gentle chiding, in the end. It's good of Paul not to risk others with this the same way it's... less good of him to involve creatures like Epsilon in the testing stages, Palamedes thinks, and so he can't disapprove entirely of that. But to shoulder something like this entirely on his own, well...
Less good.
Idly he presses a finger into the dirt beside the used up bracelet, still quite unwilling to actually touch it.]
I suppose the question is where does corruption originate, if it doesn't dissipate as you'd expect it to, when held in this form. There would be a saturation point to this world if it could only grow, and I'd think it'd have hit by now. Even with all of the efforts to draw corruption out before beasthood hits.
[All the lunar orbs in the world can't stave off corruption forever, if it's a thing that can be, as it were, bottled independent of a corrupted body. Like in a bracelet.]
I'm sure you've read into blood pollution, but look: I can stick my hand into the dirt and not become corrupt, although I guarantee blood has been spilled close enough to this spot before. If someone cracks open your corrupted stones, where does it go?
[He waves a hand.]
Thinking out loud. Keeping the sea cave is walking a knife's edge; you know that. Let me get back to you— there's surely a way to force dissipation faster without corrupting anyone or anything nearby.
[damn it's like he's taking on that risk or something oopsie doodle]