Ariadne:
Out of the corner of her eyes, Ari saw Lance, at least she thought it was Lance, enter the Pattern. She was angry and grateful, both touched that he was apparently coming to help her, but furious at herself for needing help with this, her greatest task.
She reached back, into the very essence of her personality, of her life. All of her anger and resentment at everyone who'd tried to change her, everyone who'd looked down on her for who or what she was.
She forced herself to continue.
OOC: 16:58, Today: Ariadne rolled 9 using 2d6+1 with rolls of 6,2. Strength
Ari stops thinking about what she's doing (as much as possible), stops feeling the weariness, and just treats the Final Veil like it's simply a test of strength... and she manages to push through it.
(Ariadne takes 1 more special Tiredness damage.)
All that's left is a short arc, ending in blackness. Three steps...
One, two...
And to take the last step is like trying to push through a concrete waIl...
But she does it.
She turns slowly and looks back over the course she's come. She would not permit herself the luxury of sagging to her knees. She was a princess of Amber, and by heaven, she hadn't walked all that way to allow anything to humble her further (not with family watching, anyway)...
Not even the Pattern!
She did it without anyone else's help! Unless of course you count family members cheering, and proving that they're willing to undergo the same trials to help her if she had needed it...!
Now she gets to go anywhere she wants... Anywhere in all the worlds that reality might possibly shape itself (or
be shaped?) into...
Or will she just pop over there to her cousins?
Or will she just pop to a nice soft bed, and flop into it?
Or will she just wait for Lance? She sure hopes he doesn't have trouble of his own with the Final Veil, that's for sure...! She's pretty worn out...!