thousand dreams, lotus boats upon the waters

[promittere]

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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[impacter]

[Solomon focuses on listening, as well as on trying to keep the protective spell around him and the heating spell on them both stable as they walk. The settling of emotions helps him concentrate, enough that he can listen to Jing Yuan's tale with a careful ear.]

It's the never-ending challenge of balancing the eagerness to learn and prove themselves with the caution needed to prevent them from falling too far, isn't it?

I saw you wield a blade, both in our previous strokes of combat and the shade of that memory. If you know more than that, you really are more passionate about the craft than I gave you credit for...

[They start to break the line of the trees. The outside edges of the forest will be here soon. Solomon's face is still fairly covered up between the hood and the scarf, but his eyes still trace to Jing Yuan for an answer with a hint of empathy. One teacher to the other, noting the care given for the student..]

You sound very fond of him. What is his name?

[foresightis2020]

[ As they continue to talk on the subject and Solomon throws his initial question, his genuine interest makes Jing Yuan start to brighten up again, even though it should be hard (and for a given value of it, there is still emotional turmoil.) But...but, also, Yanqing is his pride and joy!! ]

Haha, yes, you'd be correct. Caution can truly be the last thing on a student's mind, no matter how many times one instructs them. It seems that is, perhaps, the most difficult lesson of all to teach, in retrospect.

But, yes, I suppose I do have...a tad bit of experience in other matters that may have helped. I will consider it fortunate that I have been able to impart what I can, and for it to be useful for his future.

[ There is a little bit of pause somewhere in his phrasing perhaps because Jing Yuan is unwilling to be a braggart. But, Solomon may have certainly recalled the General using a glaive when they fought together, so. Modesty. ]

Ah, you would be correct that I am fond of him; not only because he is my student, but I have taken care of him since before he could walk.

...Still, I digress. His name is Yanqing — I also can show you a picture of him from my cellphone, if you'd like.

[ This is like an anime dad who is showing pictures of his family (literally.) Even as he asks this, he forgets himself, and is already fishing thoughtlessly for his cellphone. ]

[impacter]

And I suppose all that fighting prowess and the title of General also came from only a "tad bit" of experience as well, hm?

[Jing Yuan definitely doesn't need to be so modest - Solomon has seen him fight. That wasn't the stance of a man who's only dabbled, and with the memory he'd seen to build a foundation, he can put two and two together.]

You're a father, then. [By choice rather than blood, given that wording, but a father is a father nonetheless.] I could see it. You do have a good countenance for it--

[Except there goes Jing Yuan, digging for his cell. Solomon can't help but stifle a laugh from behind the scarf.]

You have a phone on you, of all things? Hahah... Sure, why not.

Out of the trees first, dear Jing Yuan. I would feel pretty rotten if you fell to poison over pictures of your loved one.

[foresightis2020]

[ It's funny because Jing Yuan has a great deal of confidence, and yet he prefers to be modest or humble whenever he is talking about his own skills seriously. As it is, he looks somewhere between sheepish or slightly embarrassed (wow don't perceive that!) when Solomon points that out. ]

Haha, well, when you put it that way...

[ He trails off because time to reorient the subject back onto his student, to cover up that embarrassment which briefly showed on his face. Which, thankfully, Solomon does himself, hearing him speak upon him saying that he has essentially the right attitude for it. ]

I always do, yes.

But, ah, you're right. It would truly be a shame if I did. It is quite a pain to keep up with the spells and whatnot here. Even if I would not call my concentration poor; I too simply know it could be simply the nature of things.

[ He isn't going to end up dying here just because he is getting out the fam pics. Now that would simply be sad, but he moves to ensure his step isn't at least slow-moving because, yeah. Just a little more, so while they make their way towards the end of the tree line...resisting a bit from opening out the cell he has just got, he asks: ]

...Oh, do you have any students that you'd like to speak of yourself, by the way?

[impacter]

[Was that sheepishness he sees? Adorable.]

Now, now, General... I wasn't the one who went slicing up all those creatures in the woods with a glaive while this sorcerer cleaned up the stragglers from far away. You're really exhausting to watch with the effort you put in, you know. Why shouldn't someone point it out, when you were the one calling me so skilled in return just for the use of my hands?

[He knows he's talented. He's held that title for a long while, to the point of arrogance. But there's a strength to be had in not questioning it, while still not becoming a braggart out of turn.

And maybe, just a little, it might be a little fun to see Jing Yuan squirm over a compliment or two.

As for the question... he pauses, clearly hesitant, before letting his smile settle.]

Only one. Or... well. Two, now, perhaps. But only one through official means.

[And he would rather not dwell on Ibuki right this moment, for how much it still aches at him.

Anyway!]

Are you having that much trouble with protection spells, though, Jing Yuan? You managed transfiguration rather flawlessly.

[foresightis2020]

[ Well, the funniest thing about it is that the first one, while starting to bring a telltale warmth to his cheeks, is something that can thankfully be offset by Solomon's response to his question. Two, hm?

But, then Solomon adds in the other comment about protection spells, as if spoken knowingly. Which, well, that isn't wrong either. ]

Hmm. What a fortunate thing it is that we both can still take pride in those we teach.

Incidentally, I suppose it is clear you have not considered saying such things might make it all go to my head as well. Even if effusive words may not always find their mark.

[ Except it is not vacant praise that may be uttered in a political arena; not to mention, there is evidence to back it up, so these are the kind of compliments with proper acknowledgement of skill that makes him feel good. Even if it is teasing.

...Or maybe it is just because Solomon is the one saying it...but, for all of their back and forth, it seems foolish for him to admit that. Is it not dangerous to allow another so quickly to earnestly influence his heart so? He has seen the result time and time again, and yet... ]

Such as it is, I imagine you are saying those words also to try to get some sort of rise out of me, are you not? Careful, for you may in turn unknowingly give me ammunition, or rather incentive, to return fire all the same.

[impacter]

There is no greater joy, I think, than pride in a student's path.

[He's still going to bug you for pictures, sir. At least they're almost out of the treeline...

He chuckles as his broom is summoned, taking a seat on it idly to float alongside Jing Yuan. No need, nowhere to go, but if Jing Yuan was going to pry at his choice of appearances, he couldn't help fall into the dramatic for a moment, one leg crossed over the other, the jet black and gold of the broom a start contract to the stark white he now wears, tapping a finger to his own lips in mock thought.]

Mm.... it just makes me wonder if you haven't quite made up your mind, dear General. First you say I'm not considering my intention, and then you say my intention is for mischief? Tsk.

Should I be offended? Or maybe... it's simply a good deal of fun, to see you be a little bashful for once?

[foresightis2020]

[ Jing Yuan does nod in agreement to the first statement, because he feels this is true; Yanqing's progress so far has always made him proud. It's one of the few still-bright spots in his life. Also, Solomon better ask for pics or that will be the most unforgivable thing yet. This is a threat!!

Anyway, Jing Yuan does not quite mind that Solomon indeed conjures a broom to ride upon as they move forward; though he may look kind of amused at the little display of dramatics? Even amongst the tinge of bashfulness caught in there, he can still manage that with startling ease. Don't ask how he does both at the same time.

It's a talent (?) ]

Perhaps I am simply also gauging how well you can follow along. A pity that I haven't managed to throw you in a loop for your most unforgivable line of teasing.

[ Jing Yuan says that with an easygoing tone that can, in fact, but its own form of teasing in return. Not quite in the same vein as Solomon's, though.

As it is, his golden eyes twinkle a little bit as he responds thusly: ]

...Mm, indeed. Not many would have the confidence to point out what you have. Such as it is, I wonder if I should feel offended myself.

[impacter]

Most unforgivable? Please, don't get me curious.

[Ah, but they're clear of the forest enough now, yes? They'll need to find some means of shelter from the wind now that the trees have grown sparse, but Solomon easily grins as he tucks the scarf tighter against his face, obscuring his nose and mouth further with a slight muffling.]

Hah! Well, don't hold back on my behalf. I've offended far greater with far less brevity. [For example: that memory Jing Yuan just saw with Solomon deciding to just make demands the king of Hell itself with foolhardy confidence and vicious followup of his words.] I've seen you on the offensive, Jing Yuan. On the battlefield, over chess... [In these mysterious intentions he has with Solomon in particular, even if they're on pause.] You hold fire behind that composure. If I'd truly angered you, there would be no need for a game of cat and mouse.

[foresightis2020]

It seems I may be too late.

[ Jing Yuan seems to like this...smiling faintly still, a laughter truly close to bubbling through his throat. Though now that they are clear of the forest, and it's trees, he feels the exhaustion ever the more acutely. But the amusement remains as Solomon speaks his truth. Yes, he remembers starkly the stunning defiance Solomon exhibited without fear of suffering the consequences of reprisal;yes, he too remembers the other pieces he has shown himself to Solomon, where he mercilessly proceeds forward.

Calmly, confidently, resolutely. ]

Yes, you certainly would know in an instant, wouldn't you? ...I am not someone who, when feeling motivated to act, would hold back his words or his actions. For better or worse.

Hesitation does not suit me well. Even if speed not need be a factor.

[ He considers 'building up' to acting an act itself, even if others certainly would not. He is not a reactionary man, for certain. But, anyway, he is getting out the phone for real this time, turning his attention back to Solomon whose new scarf now obscures more of his face. Cute.

Anyway. ]

We're well past the treeline. I think I can show you images now. I wonder how familiar you are with cellphones, though. Some seem to have little knowledge in certain technologies...

[ He says, unlocking the lock screen, smiling faintly, recalling a certain memory that seems so far away but isn't comparatively too distant. Though, this one will be different. ]

[impacter]

A slow boil is far harder to watch over, isn't it?

[And yet the anticipation, watching it simmer and seeing how quickly it might finally rise, might finally bend and break to its own limitations under pressure -- perhaps it was Nightbringer's influence that had him thinking of it more in delight.

Resolution made for a brilliant soul, after all, to bewitch and to defend in equal turns.]

Ah, yes, your student! [Don't mind him drifting his broom over to glance over Jing Yuan's shoulder.] Don't worry, I'm pretty adapt. I have my own back in my room, after all.

[Show him the deets!!]

[foresightis2020]

It certainly is.

Though, that makes it all the more worth it when that slow boil comes to an end, yes?

[ Jing Yuan says in a bright tone not too unlike a happy bird's chirping.

His amusement levels climb as Solomon drifts ever closer, whilst he is still upon his broom, peering over his shoulder. He doesn't quite care about invasion of personal space all that much. Anyway, wow, this is the second time he's heard of someone actually knowing what a cellphone is, and having one at all? ]

I hadn't known that you knew of such technologies yourself. Perhaps we should exchange contact information at some point for texting purposes...it could be fun.

[ Anyways, Solomon will see pics like this and this! ]

There he is. Images of my talented, young student...Yanqing!