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lunaecalamitas2024-06-29 12:29 am
promittere) wrote in lunaecalamitas2024-06-29 12:29 am
i promise we'll walk across the moon someday soon
FULL MOON CODA
The moon wanes, and retreats into the sky.
After a quick chat and a vote, the otherworldly wizards, their mentor, and their sage decide to hand Victor over to the Central government—to the young wizard who appeared later in the ordeal. As both a sage's wizard and Crown Prince to the Central throne, Prince Arthur is the ideal person to understand both the discriminatory behavior driving Victor against wizards and the political ramifications of his actions, both past and planned. He pledges to you to make sure that, even if you aren't around to see it, Victor pays for what he's done and then some, while respecting Tatara's wishes to avoid bloodshed. He'll manage his case, while making sure his uncle, Vincent, does not have too much sway, due to his relationship with the West. Ultimately, he'll be locked up for life, put to hard labor, and made sure his intelligence is not misused.
When the sun rises, everyone gets to work repairing the manor. The damage is pretty bad but not unsalvageable, and it's made a lot easier with the help of some of the other original wizards who trickle in as the day begins. So long as it hasn't been burnt into absolutely nothing, it's salvageable—hopefully your figurines are safe!
For the first time since you arrived in this world, things feel stable. The brittleness in the air is no longer there, and there's a serenity to the breeze and the sky. It's comfortable. As the previous sage and sage's wizards begin to go about their business as usual, they mention anomalies and other odd incidents they must take care of around the world, but it is nothing like what you initially remember. This is no longer a world a hair's breadth away from falling apart, and you fixed it.
Whether you noticed it in the chaos of the final fight, or you hear it from someone else, or you notice on your own in the days that follow, you will realize that your sage crest is gone. With the other wizards in place again, your job here is done. Quite literally. You are no longer obligated to Tatara or to this world. All that's left is to go home.
A day and time is chosen for the ritual, and you have a few days after the final battle before the ritual is ready. This would be a good time to wrap up loose ends before you go, perhaps for good.
And when the ritual is ready, you'll know.
After a quick chat and a vote, the otherworldly wizards, their mentor, and their sage decide to hand Victor over to the Central government—to the young wizard who appeared later in the ordeal. As both a sage's wizard and Crown Prince to the Central throne, Prince Arthur is the ideal person to understand both the discriminatory behavior driving Victor against wizards and the political ramifications of his actions, both past and planned. He pledges to you to make sure that, even if you aren't around to see it, Victor pays for what he's done and then some, while respecting Tatara's wishes to avoid bloodshed. He'll manage his case, while making sure his uncle, Vincent, does not have too much sway, due to his relationship with the West. Ultimately, he'll be locked up for life, put to hard labor, and made sure his intelligence is not misused.
When the sun rises, everyone gets to work repairing the manor. The damage is pretty bad but not unsalvageable, and it's made a lot easier with the help of some of the other original wizards who trickle in as the day begins. So long as it hasn't been burnt into absolutely nothing, it's salvageable—hopefully your figurines are safe!
For the first time since you arrived in this world, things feel stable. The brittleness in the air is no longer there, and there's a serenity to the breeze and the sky. It's comfortable. As the previous sage and sage's wizards begin to go about their business as usual, they mention anomalies and other odd incidents they must take care of around the world, but it is nothing like what you initially remember. This is no longer a world a hair's breadth away from falling apart, and you fixed it.
Whether you noticed it in the chaos of the final fight, or you hear it from someone else, or you notice on your own in the days that follow, you will realize that your sage crest is gone. With the other wizards in place again, your job here is done. Quite literally. You are no longer obligated to Tatara or to this world. All that's left is to go home.
A day and time is chosen for the ritual, and you have a few days after the final battle before the ritual is ready. This would be a good time to wrap up loose ends before you go, perhaps for good.
And when the ritual is ready, you'll know.
OOC NOTES
🌙 This is the end of Lunae Calamitas! Thank you so much for playing! We hope you had fun ♥
🌙 This post will remain open, so feel free to play out what loose ends you'd like to resolve ICly.
🌙 If you have the time and energy, be sure to check out the love meme and the TL;CR meme!
🌙 Enjoy the journey home, and rest well. You earned it.
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Looking up at Itha.]
What was that?
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I do not know if it will melt when , but if it does not, then you have a tool. [Then he raises one finger.] If someone bothers you, stab them.
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I have all kinds of stuff I can use, in that case. But thanks - I'm sure I'll find a use for it, too.
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If you'll be like that, then return it, or give it to someone else who can actually use it.
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[Tucking it away again, as a matter of fact. His now.]
Thanks. Seriously. It'll be a good reminder.
[He tilts his head a little in thought, though.]
I guess I should return the favor, too? ...It might come in handy for other stuff, as a matter of fact.
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[...That may just be reason to toss it... Oh well. After a moment of thought, he holds up his hand in a fist, concentrating briefly... before opening his hand to reveal a little bead in his palm, silvery in color.]
...This should work.
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And then? You'll attempt to ride on their shoulders?
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[Longer than he'd like, maybe, but right now - it's something to relish in.]
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And he'd rather just heal for a while in Urianger's world.]
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[They're permanently a package deal.
But also, that's not a "no".]
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Well, yeah, obviously.
[He did kind of figure that one out on his own.]
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[Which is a short way of saying that he's lost all interest in moving across the worlds.
plugs his ears in meta so he stays ignorant]no subject
[Interesting.]
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What would motivate me? Seeing certain people again, perhaps. But when everyone is already doing the same thing, why would I attempt to push myself when you all can simply do the work for me?
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I will not dream to look for any alternative. [Until he's old and powerful enough to break all the wizard rules.]
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One of them is Solomon so you know what fair.]
G'raha's not exactly new to it, either. Buuuut it doesn't sound like he figured out how to perfect it yet.
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If you really hate the idea so much now, that's fine too.
[Just weird!!!]
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[Ithaqua just shakes his head and begins to walk away. His mother is dead now, he sentenced her to dying without him the moment he decided to not return to his childhood home one last time.
Ahito's words only serve to make him feel worse.]
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[Wait, what?
He almost puts words to that very question, but then Ithaqua begins to walk away, and if that isn't as clear a message as any...
With a frown, he settles back, watching Ithaqua's retreating back over the rims of his shades.
A mystery to the end, huh...]