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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...
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.
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...
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.
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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Wait, you sayin' some of them are awake?
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Tʜᴇ ʙᴀʀʀɪᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ Cɪᴛʏ ᴏғ Iᴄᴇ ғᴇʟʟ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴡʜʏ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ... Tʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ ғᴏʀ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜs, ᴄᴏɴsɪᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴜs ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ ᴜᴘᴏɴ ᴏᴜʀ ᴀʀʀɪᴠᴀʟ.
Tʜᴀᴛ sᴀɪᴅ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴsᴛᴏɴᴇ's ᴘᴜʀɪғɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ғɪᴠᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇᴅ. I ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʟʟ sᴏᴏɴ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘʀᴏᴘᴇʀ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇs.
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[ Things to consider. ]
Let me check your injuries? [ He knows G'raha's dealt with the worst of them, but Day is also right here, so he might as well. ]
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...Dᴏ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ. I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ғᴏʀᴇsɪɢʜᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜɪs ɪɴ ᴘᴀʀᴛɪᴄᴜʟᴀʀ- sɪᴍᴘʟʏ ᴀ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɪɴ ᴄᴀsᴇ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʀʀɪᴇʀ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ғᴀʟʟ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴜɴᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴛᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍsᴇʟᴠᴇs.
[ anyway, if day wants to check... day will find that, for the most part, robin's injuries mostly line up with what one would expect from being slammed into bodily by a chimera the size of a small village, several points of frostburn, as well as what seems to be an odd bite injury stretching across the middle of the back? as well as whatever one might expect from flying through a weaponized blizzard. ]
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[ And yeah, Day will in fact be checking it out, mumbling something under his breath about the frostburn and trying to see what he can do about the bite injury. Robin will find Day's healing magic is...maybe a bit odd, but not unpleasant. It's not warm or cold, just a gentle sensation of something softly ushering injuries toward their peaceable conclusions. It might even be described as calming, depending. ]
Uh, can you open your mouth for a bit? I swear it ain't nothin' weird.
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[ like, maybe they did set up the spell to target whoever the current northern sage's wizards were. or maybe day's suggestion does have merit, robin mulling over it as the southern wizard does his work. ]
Oᴜʀ ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜs ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ ᴅɪᴅ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴇᴅᴇᴄᴇssᴏʀs ʜᴀᴅ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛ ғᴏʀ ғᴏʀᴇsɪɢʜᴛ. Pᴇʀʜᴀᴘs, ɢɪᴠᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇs ᴡᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ... ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡɪɴs Sɴᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ Wʜɪᴛᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ.
[ still, it's all speculation. heck if he knows. anyway, other things he can't do as a dragon: arch a brow questioningly. why do you want his mouth open, day...
he will carefully let it hinge open, but keep like. several eyes trained on day like 'what'? ]
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[ Food for thought. Given all the weird stuff magic can do here, foresight is honestly one of the least weird things possible.
And apparently ignoring Robin's questioning look, he summons a handful of sapphire blue wizard sugar and tosses them into Robin's mouth. Have fun, dragon grandpa.]
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when he speaks again, day might notice that ... a bit of the rasp is gone from his voice? sibilant, still. but less raw. hm. ]
... Tʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴏʀ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜʏ ᴏғ ɴᴏᴛᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴀʟᴍᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪsᴄᴜss ᴛʜᴇᴍ.
[ crowd big, everyone fussing over solomon. robin needs to organize some of his thoughts anyway, and he was ... somewhat distracted on the flight back. ]
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Well, you can always drop by my room if you ever want to talk. [ The door's locked only when he doesn't want visitors (rare), he's asleep, or if he's out. ]
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dryly: ] Pᴇʀʜᴀᴘs ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴄᴀɴ ғɪᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏᴏʀᴡᴀʏs ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.
Oᴛʜᴇʀᴡɪsᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴀs ᴡᴇʟʟ.