lunaecalamitas | thousand dreams, lotus boats upon the waters

thousand dreams, lotus boats upon the waters

NEW MOON ADAGIO

Between the constant requests from the North and the sense of tension that pervades the manor, Sage Tatara makes an executive decision: we're going North, baby.

Of all the things that have happened thus far, let this be the ultimate test of your magic. Even as we near summer, it's frigid. Protect yourselves and your allies from the cold. Protect yourselves while also fighting off monsters (or other territorial wizards, should you make the terrible mistake of wandering into another's territory), flying through the vast wilderness, or protecting the poor humans who need your help to survive. Time to blow off some of your steam. Just be sure to obey Tatara's one rule: don't kill each other.

One particular problem of note is in the Forest of Dreams. Without its guardian, many of these rogue monsters and dangerous predators, displaced from their normal habitats, have found their way into the forest. Many of them, however, are unable to survive against the fatal toxin, and there are plenty of animal corpses and mana stones that litter the forest. It might be best to clean these up before the forest guardian returns...

That said, the toxin is yet another thing you must protect yourself against in addition to the cold. While you can likely keep yourself from dying from the toxins, you may not be immune to its effects. This deadly toxin causes anyone who breathes it in to dream and hallucinate vividly, be it images of the past, imagined futures, thoughts of the present processed and warped...

Strangely enough, those nearby may end up sharing in your dreams... Did you want the darkest recesses of your thoughts, hopes, and fears unearthed for others to see?

Those who decide to venture far past the more populated (in relative terms) parts of the North may find themselves stumbling upon what looks to be an abandoned bandit hideout. It seems it's been abandoned for quite a while—nothing to loot here, sorry!—but there sure are a whole lot of monsters that have decided to make this hidden corner of the North their home.

While you're at it, you may find a nearby cave. Beautiful crystals dot the walls and the floors, and there are small pools of hot spring water free for relaxing. It seems to be relatively free of monsters, too. So maybe this wouldn't be a bad spot to relax, away from everything else?

However, there's one thing that makes this cave truly unique, and it isn't the vistas or the springs—it's the bats. These bats hear echoes of the past and replay them for visitors. Should you stay a while and listen, a bat may pay you a visit. And when it does, it may play for you the voices from the memories of visitors past, whose stories may hold a clue or two to your circumstances...

While the Forest of Dreams is a memory/dreamshare free for all, the aural memories replayed by the bats in the Cave of Time will come from one of the original wizards only. If you'd like an audio replay of a perhaps significant moment either in their personal life or a clue as to what happened to them (it will be randomized), then please reply to this comment!

JOB BOARD

Clean-up and repairs. While thanks to the hard work of your Eastern friends the worst was prevented, the City of Rain emerged from their short ordeal a little worse for wear.

Buildings need repair, blood needs to be cleaned off the streets, the injured need help. This is, perhaps, the only time you will be allowed to use magic openly in the city (you've been given permits and everything!), but you still are not allowed to talk outside of designated zones. Please, please don't get arrested...

As for the scrap that litters the streets? Unfortunately, you'll have to take it back to the scrapyard. But this time, there's a big, roaring bonfire out there. Just chuck all the scrap and debris in the fire. The city isn't taking any second chances—extreme situations call for extreme measures.

Reverence. Several Northern villages are currently outside the protection of a wizard, and have requested the sage's wizards' presence. They're terrified of the monsters and worried the barriers for their villages will fail sooner than later. They don't simply ask for help for free, however, and these smaller villages are steeped in their tradition—they'll pay you their respects, praying to you, offering you gifts, groveling at your feet, in hopes for a modicum of your time and protection. Do their offerings please you? Then assist them with what you deem appropriate for their worship to you: kill a few monsters for them, or a lot if you're pleased. Strengthen the barrier a lot, or not at all if you're displeased. It's up to you! You have the power here. What's it like to be a god for a day?

Ladies' night. The monthly lady officers' gathering is coming up in the City of Affluence—it's an exclusive meetup for the women involved in and related to Western military and bureaucratic affairs. Anyone is welcome, so long as they meet two requirements: they are outwardly presenting feminine, and they have an invitation to the gathering. Here's your chance to flex your transformation and glamour spells! Infiltrate the meetup with a disguise and a fake invitation, mingle, enjoy the drinks, the jazz, the entertainment, and find out what you can... What's the Western army up to? Be careful, though—don't get caught and kicked out!

The attendees seem to be excited about the new phantasmagoria technology and the upcoming display, and many whisper about the upcoming Venator meteor shower...

G'RAHA TASKS

Greetings, new friends! I am G'raha Tia, and while I hesitate to call myself a mentor or a replacement for the one you had, I am eternally grateful for the assistance I received and will do my best to help your cause in any way I can. To that end, I feel I may need to be caught up to speed on the events and get to know all of you.

We can have some tea and sandwiches and have a discussion! That's the best way to learn, sometimes.

TATARA ACTIVITIES

Even if we're not here for very long, I think we should leave our mark (not literally! Don't paint on the walls!). I got paint and big paper in the dining hall, but no brushes... Do you know what that means? Finger paint! Finger paint a portrait of yourself with your name and I'll hang it up in the library when they're all done!

Thanks to Cid and Khun, my camcorder works now. The thing is, what's the point of filming anything if we have no way to watch the film?! Could you guys work together to make some kind of projector? Or like...VHS player? We could have a movie night together!

OOC NOTES

🌙 Welcome to your fourth event! It's your dreamshare and memshare event! Ready to open up with your deepest and darkest secrets?
🌙 We're halfway through the game. How do you feel?
🌙 Back at the manor, Kurapika and Maya have set up a bulletin board! Leave comments, argue with your neighbors, have fun. Be nice. Don't set it on fire.
🌙 On the admin side of things, Lav has swapped out Wanderer for G'raha! Please say hello to your new mentor NPC.
🌙 Your OOC plotting post is here! Remember to keep all wider plotting to the post, and remember to check back frequently, since not everyone checks plurk or discord all the time.
🌙 The next country to go on their mission is North. Do you think a PVP-enabled mission will go well?

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tea party;
[True to his word, G’raha gets around to making tea. It… takes a bit to figure out what, exactly, in the kitchen constitutes as tea, so its entirely possible to run into him in the kitchen itself, rummaging through the pantry and ice box. And climbing on the shelves because he’s too short to reach anything on the tall shelves…

He had a bright, friendly smile on his face once his little tea party has start, tail swaying from side to side in a way that belies any nerves or anxiety he might be feeling..]

Pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am G’raha Tia, of the Students of Baldesion. Please, sit.

[He made snacks! He can’t eat them all himself…]

magic practice;
[For much of the week, when G’raha isn’t reading or bothering people to get to know more of everything, he spends his time practicing magic. Learning an entirely new way to use magic is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and it’s one that he doesn’t want to waste—especially with the daunting task ahead of them.

It’s a concept that comes to him easily, at least, able to wrap his mind around the concept of emotions and feelings dictating magic. Something about teaching an old cat new tricks. Anyways, come bother him or offer him some tips and tricks!]

ladies’ day
[Well, sort of. G’raha isn’t so sure about this… infiltration missions. He has little qualms with the idea of changing his gender, as his pride and sense of self aren’t so flimsy as to feel like a change made willingly is all of that big of a deal. With all the things that have happened to his body over his life and the legacy he carries, becoming a woman isn’t that bad. It could be so much worse, even if he’s not yet adept enough to fully dismiss his ears and tail. (Also, it just… feels strange, like his balance is all off, and his hearing feels so muffled...)

Still, it makes him stand out, which is why a red-haired catgirl can be found frowning at a wardrobe, a hand to her chin in deep contemplation.]

I don’t think I can pull this off…

[G’raha sags, ears drooping. This could be the start of an interesting adventure, a thrilling moment of espionage, but… There’s no way people won’t have questions, right? Maybe fighting monsters is a better idea, G’raha’s done a lot of that, but this that’s what makes this such an interesting challenge...]

wildcard, other jobs, et cetera;
[Come at me with whatever you want! You know how it goes. If you want a memory or something specific, hit up my plotting post and I can work on something for us!]

[I will be replying to this with ✨custom memory starters✨ as I get to them, so if we've made plans please wait warmly!]

[For this little venture, Ithaqua has chosen to wear a half-mask and expose his nose and mouth for their new friend. He can't be pulling his usual mask away from his mouth to drink, after all. It is, however, coincidentally cat-eared.]

Call me Ithaqua. [Out of courtesy, Ithaqua left the stilts and axe up in his room, so he can sit down without needing to stretch his legs so far to accommodate for the added length in his legs.] You needn't stand on ceremony. We've already met before, have we not? Heheh!

Ah, old habits die hard.

[It's said with a wry smile, as he shuffles around the tea cups.]

I've spent too much time with things needing to be rather formal that I almost forgot what a casual tea party could be like.

[The last time he had a tea party was probably when Lyna was still just a babe, after all...]

Then you may be casual with me. [He leans back in his chair and laces his fingers together over his belly.]

In fact, I insist upon it, heheh. Formality has its place, and it is never with me.

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