Scrim
speaker
167 appearances
1 recordings
1 series
first heard Feb 2025
last heard Feb 2025
Scrim’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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Nothing makes any sense. Nothing is going the way we need it to. Everything is all messed up and topsy-turvy.
Fight, fight, whatever you are, whether I know you or not. Give me the warmth. Save my friends. Fine. We're losing our minds. This is not real. We have to be prepared to face it. We'll light this on fire now. Every time we've encountered the cloak, it's reset everything.
I never thought I was gonna say this, but I'm very happy to be back in Vrakar.
I look at Queenie and I put like a hand on my chest, touching what I, maybe a sore spot, and I look at her and I say, I don't know.
No, I was on top and everyone was dying, and the cloaked figure offered to save my friends. That's right. And I accepted.
And I fell down into a horrific ice coffin that got tighter and tighter and tighter until I couldn't move. And then they did something to me to make sure that nothing stayed inside of me. And I had asked, and I can't remember what the answer was, if there was any physical marking on me.
Okay.
I was gonna ask you if any, Queenie raises a good point, if any of our stuff is missing, or if we still seem to have our packs and everything's intact.
Well, there's one small, bright piece of good news. I still have eight candles. So we at least have some warmth, at least for almost a little over a week.
Scrim? Um, I would still be wearing the boots and gloves and coat that we got from all that long time ago. I held onto those things.
So I would be wearing those things and absolutely not helping you or near at all, Moose Snow. And hunkered down as close to where that bonfire was. Whatever little warmth or heat there was, I'd be sitting there. And Scrim would be very deep in contemplative thought about what he experienced right at the end of our journey before returning to Jakar.
And what felt like infinite pain and never-ending torment that was allegedly being implemented to help him. And just trying to make sense of it.
I mean, they both have swim speeds. It basically doesn't matter. What's that? They both have swim speeds. It basically doesn't matter. Yeah.
Two, three, four. I like how you were like, dinky harpoon, and then mega claw!
Scrim would be helping, you know, especially in the kitchen with the cooking. He listens to Barnabas to a degree, right? Queenie had asked to help clean some of the meat or whatever. Scrim would be helping, but while we're doing this, He's looking distressed. Every hour that passes, he looks a little bit more distressed. He's a little agitated. He can't sit still.
And as we get closer and closer to being done prepping and cooking and getting ready to enjoy the meal, finally he goes, no, no, I can't take it anymore. Scrim, my friend, what is wrong? I can't believe I'm gonna do this. And he walks over to the hole in the ice that is there, that has been left from this thing. He reaches into his pack, and he pulls out a small leather pouch.
He unties it, he upends it, and 77 gold coins pour out into the ocean, and you can hear them splashing and clinking, and they do this as they slowly disappear out of sight.
Look, I know you all probably just think I'm lazy and greedy, and you'd be right. Okay.
I'm not completely insane for holding onto gold. It hasn't come in handy yet, but I'm telling you all. How long have we been in this land, Scrim?
And at the end of the day, people are people and people are greedy. And gold is gold. People love gold.
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