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MINI-EVENT: CODA - IC EVENT LOG

Mini-Event - Coda

Mid-April, you receive two formal invitations. They arrive separately in two distinct envelopes and do not appear to be precisely related.
◎ The first is from Solvunn, signed and sealed by the Solvunn Council. It informs the reader that on April 18th, Josselyn Creed's fate will be publicly carried out according to Solvunn's traditions with the Old Gods. The location is in neutral territory, a safe distance from the Singularity's crater. The Council expresses deep regret for the actions of one of their own and invites you to attend as an observer if you wish to find closure. Portals are provided. The proceedings will be in the morning.

◎ The second is from your respective faction. The letter is less solemn and invites you to attend a weekend gala on April 21st - 23rd. It acknowledges that recent times have been difficult and that faction officials and locals wish to repay the Summoned for their contributions. Portals to each location are provided.
Divine Judgment
In the weeks leading up to Josselyn Creed's execution, many of you were allowed to question Josselyn. Now that you've received the answers you're seeking - as much as you were able to - officials have granted you the chance to gain some closure and witness her execution.

The factions will warn the Summoned that Solvunn does not take angering the Gods lightly. Her death will not be quick and will likely be sacrificial. They advise anyone who may not have the stomach for it to remain home and enjoy the festivities at the end of the week.

Attending her execution is optional and open to all. New arrivals are welcome to watch...though they may not want to. All characters may skip this portion of the event.

Participants of Event #12 are still welcome to speak to Josselyn. This section will close on April 30th.
Last Rites
CW: Disturbing imagery, animal death, ritualistic sacrifice, body horror.

So that all can attend, Solvunn will perform Josselyn's last rites in neutral territory. Anyone who attended the Peace Summit last year will recognize the area, though the colorful tents are gone. In their place are some plain stone benches and a temporary altar. Thick mists roll into the valley, bringing a chill to the air. As you arrive, you see Solvunn mages instructing volunteers to right certain stones as the last touches are added. Present to represent the other two factions are Jolene Sybell of Thorne and Reva Hym of the Free Cities.

The stones are arranged in spiraling circles, with twelve arches that span them. Carved into the ground beneath the arches are each of the Major Arcana. Find your matching Arcana and leave an offering if you want. You're told the gesture will appease the gods and ensure the "cleansing" is successful.

The Moon, Josselyn Creed's Arcana, has been carved into the center stone. If you share her Arcana or are The Emperor or Justice, Solvunn mages will approach and ask you to write your name in charcoal into the stone. If you bear any of the other signs, you can also do so, but you won't be asked directly.
Preparation
Soon, a hush falls over the crowd as Isar Hart comes forward with a black sheep in tow. Several Solvunn Elders flank the sheep as it's placed before the altar. They paint large winding lines and runes on its wool and face. Winifred Bordeaux turns to the crowd. She states that the wrongs born of the commune are always made right by Solvunn's hands and seeks forgiveness. The gods may cast judgment as they see fit.

Mages begin a haunting chant in an ancient tongue. With a large bone knife, Winifred kneels next to the sheep and slices its throat. As warm blood flows over the ground, it fills each etched Arcana sigil. The sigils glow a faint red upon contact, and the grass around them withers and blackens. Once fully drained, the Elders carefully skin the sheep. Its organs are placed in jars as it is hollowed out. With the skin removed, the Elders lay it on the altar and declare that those who stray from the gods must be brought back into the fold.

One of the stones vibrates, releasing Josselyn Creed into the hands of waiting Elders. As she's dragged to the altar's center, she decries Solvunn for being blind, accusing them of turning away from the truth. The old ways have long stopped serving them, she declares. The Old Gods are no longer listening.
Penance
Holding her in place, Rowan March places the skin of the black sheep upon her. The wool stretches outward to envelop her limbs, covering every part of her in the pelt and muffling her shouts. As each bone bends and snaps loudly in the silence to take the form of a sheep, her body collapses with anguished cries. Finally, a mass of quivering wool and human sinew is left, the sheep's face ajar on her broken skull.

The chanting reaches a crescendo, then stops abruptly. The mist thickens, swirling towards the altar. Your surroundings darken. From the gloom comes a massive bird-like silhouette. Its enormous wings shadow the sky, blocking out the sun. Though the figure's form is obscured, the dozens of vultures that descend are visible - and so is the feast that ensues.

Through the fog and shadow, you glimpse blood and flesh tearing. Slowly, the mist begins to clear as each bird takes its fill. The silhouette above withdraws. What remains before you is a pile of bones picked clean...and the recognizable head of Josselyn Creed beneath the sheep's mask, the only part of her uneaten.
Immolation
The Council allows all in attendance to confirm Josselyn's identity and her fate, ensuring that the factions and the Summoned are satisfied with the outcome. A ritual fire lights up on the altar. Her head is placed in first by one of the Elders.

The rest of her bones are in the sheepskin. No blood or flesh remains. The pelt is startlingly clean for such a gory display. You're invited to paint your Arcana on a bone and place the bone into the fire as a gesture to the gods that you've accepted the punishment they chose for her.

The atmosphere is solemn. Winifred offers her thanks on behalf of the Council for allowing Solvunn to make amends for Josseyn's misdeeds. They deeply regret this was necessary but promise they'll take steps to ensure it never happens again.

A few remain to watch her bones finish burning. You may join them if you like or return home at once. A harsh silence fills the ceremonial grounds as you step through the portal.

Weekend Gala
Several days after the execution, the cities prepare for the feast and gala. On the day of, portals will open up in the main hub of each city: Castle Thorne in Thorne, the Primary Settlement in Solvunn, and Cadens in the Free Cities.

You're welcome to arrive on the first day or skip the speeches and arrive on the second day for the main dinner and event. Everyone will be sent home on the third day (April 23rd), though the factions would be happy if you'd like to volunteer to clean up and take down decorations before you go. Not to worry if you'd rather go home - they have plenty of staff and locals for the job.

Each city will provide a place for you to stay for the weekend. They'll choose their best inns for you, except Solvunn. Solvunn will offer a comfortable communal tent for all attendees to share.
Thorne (Hayle)
The first evening, the King and Queen will gather guests into a grand hall at Hayle University. The King formally welcomes and expresses Thorne's gratitude for everyone's safe return. He heralds the Summoned and those involved in the terrible incident for their fortitude and bravery. The Queen follows afterward, adding that she is glad justice has been served and that they can be assured Josselyn Creed can never harm anyone again. She acknowledges the formation of the Summoned Conclave and promises Thorne will always serve those who are steadfast in their loyalty.

In a rare moment, Ambrose Rhett and the Duchess, Anastasia Rhett, can be spotted standing side by side in the background. Jolene Sybell is also present. Ambrose, however, will not be seen past the welcoming speech, returning to the Castle after.
Gifts
As a resident of Thorne, you'll receive a gift bag containing:
◎ A sweet dream potion that grants the user happy dreams and a good night's sleep. A basic spell, these potions were made by schoolchildren in Hayle as a thank-you gift for the Summoned. The custom label on each bottle has your name handwritten and decorated by the kids. If you're known around the Castle, it might contain a drawing that represents your reputation - for example, a flower if you have a green thumb. They've been told a bit about the Summoned by officials and their teachers.

◎ A jade turtle that, when placed in a bowl or pool of water, is enchanted to swim around. A novel decorative piece that calls back to the giant sea turtle which came to aid you and your friends on Thorne's shores.

◎ A soothing galaxy orb that displays the starry night sky within. When placed in front of some light, it'll cast a pretty sparkle over your surroundings.
Surroundings
Located far north, Hayle is most famous for its beautiful crystalline architecture. The weather is warmer now that spring has arrived, but relatively cool with temperatures dipping at night. Vast mountains are in the distance for a breathtaking view.

Hayle bustles with vibrant energy and a diverse population. Where Castle Thorne closely follows the formal traditions of the nobility and traditional Academic Magic, Hayle is trendier with innovative spellwork, the newest designs in fashion, and a vast library of knowledge.
◎ Arcana Deck Exhibit
Expensive custom-crafted Arcana decks are under glass cases like fine jewels. One notable attraction is an exhibit displaying one-of-a-kind decks designed by famous artists or enchanted by renowned mages in Thorne's history. Some boast intricately painted designs and real gold, while others use precious gems embedded in the cards themselves. One preserved deck is carved entirely on pinewood.

◎ Boutiques
Boutiques sell tailored clothes and fine jewelry that include Arcana-inspired accessories. Luxury magical tools are also available such as gold scales for weighing potion ingredients. Some bookshops specialize in signed or antique copies. The contents are nothing special, but editions are considered collectibles. Though most aren't for sale except to the wealthiest individuals, you're free to look.

◎ Makeover & Performers
Street performers occupy every corner around Hayle: stories told through illusions, musician-less instruments, and juggling acts that incorporate impressive balls of colorful light. You can get your portrait drawn by an enchanted paintbrush or volunteer for one of the illusionists to give you a temporary "makeover." The makeover will grant you one or more features of your choosing that will last 24 hours: a new hair or eye color (including unnatural shades!), translucent illusory wings (they won't get in the way), or decorative nails.

Personal shopping and styling assistance is also offered by Lenore and Natasha Romanoff.
Banquet
The banquet takes place on the second evening, held in Hayle University's finest ballroom. Decorations are delicate and elegant. The chandelier above drips with crystals and gold.

Although you'll have an assigned seat to start with, there's no need to stay where you are. Guests are encouraged to mingle and wander around. Make friends, meet new people, and introduce yourselves!
◎ Food & Drink
A formal multi-course dinner will be served throughout the night. The wine flows freely and food is abundant. Thorne is known for its exquisite cuisine, and Hayle is no different. With the harsh winter over and farmlands slowly recovering from the attack last summer, the nation is no longer struggling as much with supplies. Dishes include stuffed duck, delicate fish, rare nutty cheeses, soup, and plenty of cakes and biscuits.

◎ Entertainment
Formal entertainment involves music, dancing, and magic shows. You're welcome to take the stage yourself, of course! If you're not good at what you do, the citizens won't boo you off the stage, but you'll feel an awkward atmosphere begin to build, and word might spread about your act. The nobility in Thorne has exacting standards and a penchant for gossip.

Musical performances include original compositions on the violin and piano by Lestat de Lioncourt and elvish songs by Elrond, while Lord John Grey will recite some poetry and music. Magical displays include illusory lights featuring the Arcana signs by Istredd, flashy divination magicks channeled through a tarot deck by Urianger, and a light-based display of intricate mandalas Stephen Strange - whose third eye may be glimpsed beneath his hood when he casts his Eldritch magic.

◎ Night's End
The banquet runs late into the night, though you can leave any time. A carriage will be waiting to take you back to your inn. You can stay for one last social breakfast in the morning before returning to Castle Thorne through the portal.
Free Cities (Libertas)
The first evening, the Prime Minister will gather guests by the mosaic sculpture in the Willow Memorial Park. Prime Minister Marlo expresses her gratitude for everyone's safe return and apologizes for the atrocities that occurred under her watch. The bravery and fortitude of those involved will be remembered. Fortunately, justice has found those responsible, and the city can begin to march forward. She acknowledges the formation of the Summoned Conclave, promising that her government will make sure nothing like this ever happens again to its people. The Summoned are, of course, people of the Free Cities regardless of where they came from.

Quilleth Kaur takes the stand afterward, addressing the tragedy that struck Libertas not long ago and personally thanking the Summoned for their help in rescuing survivors and rebuilding the city. This includes the construction of the park itself, led by two of the Free Cities' longest Summoned residents. She bids everyone to enjoy the festivities. They deserve to relax and feast after a harrowing experience.
Gifts
As a resident of the Free Cities, you'll receive a gift basket containing:
Tickets to a special comeback show by one of Libertas' most famous acrobatic troupes - their first since the city's destruction. The envelope includes a letter which addresses you by name and thanks you for your help. If you've made an impression on the citizens of Libertas, the letter will mention noteworthy things you've contributed, such as volunteer efforts or donations. The tickets grant you the best seats in the house and a free drink during intermission. Performances are held throughout April and May, so you'll have plenty of time to attend.

◎ A kazoo, best used to annoy your friends or heckle anyone you find disagreeable, though beware that the people of Libertas won't hesitate to brawl on the street over insults.

◎ Luxurious bath crystal balls that fizzle and give the water a beautiful shimmer. Infused with medicinal properties, they'll alleviate aching muscles and lingering pains.
Surroundings
Located far south, Libertas is most famous for its subversive attitude and colorful architecture. With winter on the way out, the weather is warm but not scorching hot as it can be in the summer. Rare spring rains have caused flowers to bloom and sprout around the desert.

Libertas is diverse and lax in social norms. Where Cadens boasts the best research and technology, Libertas' focus is on advancements in free thought, art, and knowledge. Following the art walk not long ago and the long-term portal to Libertas, some of these attitudes have filtered into Cadens.
◎ Artist Alleys
The collapse of the city's buildings has caused street art to greatly flourish. Winding alleyways between homes and shops contain paintings, written poetry on the walls, and musical performances. Sculptor Axn Kade, famous for his pieces made of reclaimed metal and his activism for mining safety, has added a new sculpture to the city's streets. The plaque contains a dedication to the Summoned who helped clean up the mining equipment a few months ago, having used the scrap metal gathered during that process.

◎ Gambling Halls & Brews
Rejecting government oversight, Libertas is home to several gambling halls of all types. If you have the money, you're sure to find a spot to suit you. Beware of loan sharks and play at your own risk. Taverns around Libertas are rowdy. They often have an open floor for art performances, poetry readings, and philosophical debates. Always open to new ideas, many places in Libertas host tastings for brews created using innovative flavors and techniques.

◎ Market Square
Though not as large as Aquila's market, the Libertas market square is still a sprawling maze. Anyone with something to sell will have squeezed a table or a stall into the area. Enterprising merchants will give you a demonstration of some of their products, most powered by New Magic: a comb that changes your hair color upon use, eye drops that give your irises an enchanting colorful glow, and disposable crystal accessories that take on the illusion of precious jewels for a short period - invented to undermine the value of gems. Any changes to your appearance are temporary, lasting 24 hours.

Before the feast, simple dance lessons are available from Caitlyn Kiramman.
Garden Feast
The feast takes place on the second evening, held at the Willow Memorial Park. Glowing orbs of light have been hung from the willow trees while vases made by a local potter feature flowers from the park's wildflower meadows. More details about the park are available under Locales for Libertas.

Provided by Viktor (and Jayce Talis), the center of the garden contains a revolving armillary sphere modeled after the astronomy of Abraxas, casting an atmospheric starry light over the area.

To start with, you'll pull your table number from a hat to receive your "assigned" seat, but there's no need to stay there all night. Guests are encouraged to mingle and wander around. Make friends, meet new people, and introduce yourselves!
◎ Food & Drink
An eclectic array of dishes line a large table at the park's center. Help yourself to what you like in any order. No one will bother you if you start with dessert! Wine, ales, and hard liquors are as plentiful as the food. Dishes include grilled fish and pork, dips and spreads, puddings, sweetbread, cakes, and seasonal fruits common to the desert climate, such as figs and oranges.

◎ Entertainment
Formal entertainment involves music, dancing, and poetry. Artists have been invited to unveil new pieces or showcase old favorites. You're welcome to take the stage yourself, of course! Performers won't be judged on talent so much as passion. As long as you're creative and genuinely enjoy your craft, you'll have the support of the locals.

Jaskier will put on a lute performance, including a ballad of Spyndlveiss containing themes related to the recent disappearances. Diana Prince will recite a short portion of The Iliad, in both Ancient Greek and common. A "blade dancing" display using a painted stave by Obi-wan Kenobi will take place, as well. Finally, Hilda Goneril will draw and paint quick "fashion sketches" to commemorate everyone's style - available to both small groups and individuals.

◎ Night's End
The feast runs late into the night, though you can leave any time. A wagon is available to bring you back to your inn, but most locals prefer to walk, creating a drunken parade of people through the streets while singing cheerfully. You can stay for one last social breakfast in the morning before returning to Cadens through the portal.
Solvunn (Primary Settlement)
The first evening, the two remaining members of the Council, along with Isar Hart, address the gathered, apologizing for the sheep who strayed from their flock. They're especially disappointed with the heretical actions of a trusted community member, whose name they will no longer acknowledge. The gods have cast their judgment, and now the community can come together to heal. The Council promises the newly formed Summoned Conclave that they are vital members of the commune and that Solvunn is here to aid them in whatever they need.

Isar Hart reiterates that his position on the Council is temporary until the seat can be filled, though the Council does not give a date for when this might occur.
Gifts
As a member of the Solvunn Commune, you'll receive a gift bag containing:
◎ A clay mug, handmade by children in the settlements. Each mug is customized for the individual based on what the children have managed to learn about you, painted with what they believe to be your favorite colors, flowers, patterns, or animals. How accurate the kids are about you varies depending on your interactions with them, but they've tried their best. The bottom of the mug is signed by the child who made it for you. If you run into them afterward, they might ask if you like your mug.

◎ Thick and comfortable knitted socks made from the wool of Isar Hart's sheep farm.

◎ A few sachets of herbal teas to help you get a good night's rest and restore your energy. A small thank-you note accompanies the teas, signed by Lorelai and Esmond, who are grateful for the chance to return home.
Surroundings
The southernmost of the settlements, the Secondary Settlement boasts vast sprawling farmlands and a beautiful shoreline overlooking the ocean. Skies are sunny and clear throughout the gathering. Wildflowers bloom across the flat plains, orchards are starting to bear fruit, and fish are plentiful once more.

The Secondary Settlement is sparsely populated but maintains a tight-knit community. Where the Primary Settlement is a hub for schooling, craftspeople, and artisans, the Secondary Settlement is focused on agriculture and livestock: sheep, goats, horses, and fields of crops fill the area. Many families take pride in supplying the commune with produce and materials like wool, eggs, milk, and grains.
◎ Farms & Livestock
Farms are open with fences solely to keep out any predators or pests. You're free to visit the fields and orchards. Pick apricots and cherries, pet the sheep, play with the baby goats, and gather eggs for the evening's potluck. Isar Hart will be pleased to show you his prized black sheep, whose majestic horns are greatly admired. Smaller gardens filled with flowers and herbs are also available to explore. If you'd like to put together bouquets for the evening or make flower wreaths to decorate, you can help yourself. Finally, you can fish to your heart's content in the nearby pond. Bring your catch to dinner!

◎ Shrines
After recent events, shrines around the Secondary Settlement are full of offerings to appease the gods and seek guidance. These offerings consist of animal bones, harvested fruit, and wine. You can add to the shrines if you like or simply visit them. Many shrines hum with magical energy and all previous signs of corruption over the past few weeks have faded. You can ask for blessings of health, luck, or abundance for yourself or others.

◎ Neighborly Help
Although Solvunn doesn't place much emphasis on extravagance, the evening's affair is an important one. They'd like to look their best. Members of the commune are all around the settlement to give you a hand to get ready. You can have someone style or braid your hair with ribbons, color it with natural dyes, or lend you some clothes and accessories if you don't have any. You can help them in return, as well. They're also happy to trade items with you.

Louis de Pointe du Lac will temporarily alter your clothes or appearance for the night using illusory magic.
Potluck
The potluck takes place on the second evening, held outdoors in one of the Secondary Settlement's spring meadows. Decorations are rustic and simple, consisting of fresh flowers and candles.

Mud-clay sculptures and masks are available from Nanaue, though they are not very sturdy. Nero will hand out colorful brochures.

There are no assigned seats. Tables and chairs are placed tightly together, along with natural seating created by tree stumps and boulders. You're encouraged to mingle and wander around. Though a sober hush lies over the gathering, the atmosphere is hopeful. The people of Solvunn look forward to better days.
◎ Food & Drink
Solvunn's potluck feast consists of dishes and drinks brought by everyone in the commune, including members of the Council. There are hearty stews and soups, freshly baked bread, butter churned that very morning, and a variety of Solvunn's famous goat cheeses. You're invited to contribute anything you like! Simply add your dish or dessert to the table. The centerpiece of the potluck is a pig roast. Mead and ale flow freely.

Wanda Maximoff will bring sečenica, propeć (both cheese and egg savory baked goods), and traditional fruit pies of plums, cherries, sugar, almonds, and vanilla sugar. Claire Fraser will provide a unique loose-leaf herbal tea blend.

◎ Entertainment
The people of Solvunn will sing, dance, and make music together. On occasion, there are pauses for someone to take the spotlight, but overall no one's center stage for long. Instruments are passed around, and guests are encouraged to join in. Due to recent events, many songs are subdued, speaking of honoring the gods. Later in the night, stories are exchanged around the campfires. One particular folktale is told by Rowan March about Spyndlveiss, a figure who captures wayward sheep on their way between the settlements. From these lost sheep, he makes sheepskin suits for hungry wolves to wear.

Eddie Munson will hold a lively musical performance.

◎ Night's End
The potluck runs late into the night, though you can leave any time. Large tents are nearby for you to rest and spend the night. In the morning, you can join in on the communal breakfast before returning through the portal to the Primary Settlement.



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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-05-04 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
“Well luckily, fashion is something that’s easy to learn with some help and I’m more than happy to assist you,” she says cheerfully looping her arm through Wylan’s. “Especially if it means that you’ll play the flute for me some day.”

Figuring that it signals their time at the book shop has come to an end she helps maneuver him back out to the streets. They had plenty of time before the dancing lessons began, and Hilda’s sure that Caitlyn is capable and probably wouldn’t miss her if she was a little bit late.

“What sorts of things are you comfortable wearing? Do you like any particular colours?”
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[personal profile] soothsighs 2023-05-04 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)

( Urianger hums his assent at Stephen's suggestion — he's always happy to talk about divination magicks, after all, not least when his conversation partner is actually interested — but as the conversation moves on so too does Urianger. Stephen leads well enough that he's easy to follow; the Elezen flows with him easily as they continue to chat. )

A universal energy ...

( He repeats thoughtfully, thinking of both aether and dynamis. It seems only the natural next step to wonder whether there might be a relationship between the two; light and energy-based, Eldritch in nature, most curious indeed. )

Aye, 'twould have been most difficult to miss them.

( It's a tongue in cheek response, but then it's not as though his own show was any less flashy. Hpoefully Stephen will understand it as a hint of amusement intended to tease them both. )

If I may: are these mandalas a necessary part of thy magicks, or merely a way to make it understandable to observers?

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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-05-04 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The brightness illuminates him from the inside out and the last thing Hilda would ever want to is to dampen that. It’s difficult not to be impervious to Viktor’s infectious shine when he’s talking about something he’s clearly passionate about. ]

I think so.

[ And she isn’t lying. Somehow in her infinitely not as technical mind, it does. ]

Sort of like if I gave Perry directions to make drinks, but then he decided he decided on what he wanted to make which could be anything, right?
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-05-04 04:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Whoever said dancing was supposed to be boring and silent had clearly never danced with someone they liked. Or — an awkward, cringey thought — no one they had ever asked to dance with liked them or thought they were interesting enough to talk to while dancing.

Hilda smelling gossip is practically the equivalent to a shark smelling blood. Her own cheeks flush with excitement, her eyes are practically sparkling — if Garrus had to wanted to hazard a guess that Hilda loved love, he’d be right. ]


Your commander? [ There’s something pleasantly scandalized about her giggle. ] I love that! We’ll have to make sure your dance skills are perfect for her then. [ The tempo picks up in this part of the song, and they’re expected to move a little more quickly than before. Once they seem like they won’t topple over their own feet, Hilda can’t help but chime in again. ] Tell me more, tell me more! Are you two officially together? Is it still a blossoming new thing?
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[personal profile] princessvegas 2023-05-04 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Fashionable or not, Julie rarely interacts with natives by choice. When you're part of a miniscule minority that generally congregates in the same few places, it's not hard to keep track of who else is part of the group. She regards nearly all non-Summoned as the same faceless mass, and she doesn't have much interest in them. She's polite and friendly enough with them, but she did her time as a barmaid back in Nott, and she's not a fan of the way the natives often interact with the Summoned. Especially the female Summoned.

For Julie, a white woman from the rural American Midwest, it has certainly been an eye-opening few years.

All of which is to say, when she looks up at the woman speaking, Julie has a expression of distinct wariness. A sense that she is already mildly the dreading the interaction. ]


Grows that way. Head to toe.

[ Her tone is slightly strained, falsely cheerful. She doesn't clarify that it's only been the case for about eight months -- her hair used to be dyed this shade, first chemically, then magically, once she was summoned. It was the first spell she learned, out of sheer necessity both because she was on the run and also because her roots were becoming unbearable. Then, after she returned from being trapped between alternate planes of existence (long story), she realized that it was actually growing in pink, including her eyebrows, lashes and body hair. She has to dye her brows and lashes back to dark brown.

She looks away again, returning her attention to a pair of earrings she's holding. ]
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[personal profile] magicalarchaeologist 2023-05-04 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Istredd probably wouldn't have left the castle this soon for anything other than Hayle. He has been fascinated with the idea of going there for a long time, and his excitement at seeing the libraries and university was probably both extremely nerdy and amusing to behold. If there was a way to attend one regularly he would have already done it, but it's too far removed from everyone else.

He rarely goes shopping. Books are the only thing he's bought for a long time. He does have the stipend they gave him. Istredd tends to save it when they give him money, but at the moment he's wavering. He is lost in his thoughts and jumps when Anakin speaks. It's not his fault, he probably could have telegraphed his entrance very well, and Istredd still would be staring off into space.

"Hello Anakin." He would agree that the experience in the pit has made him more connected to many people, and he feels a bond with them. Surviving something terrible has a way of doing that. Anakin is no exception. "Sorry, I was focused." He looks back at the shop. "I was advised to buy formal wear this once and keep it for all future events. Natasha offered to help, but it ... feels bizarre."

He has attended all other of these events in tunics with a little more color. Never anything truly fancy.
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[personal profile] princessvegas 2023-05-04 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's right that there's more going into it than she's specifically indicating -- it's a combination of several spells. Fire, shape, color, movement. But that's a lot for someone who obviously has no magical background, and she knows that because she was one of them. No magic at all until she came into this world, and it was months and months before she even started to learn what she was capable of.

She shrugs. ]
Not really. I mean, I guess you can consider that fire is like, a buildin' block of existence? It's the one element that people have to make on their own. It's simple. Like, almost instinct.

[ She thinks it's one of those natural things that just is. Fire simply is easiest for almost everyone. It's a common expression of accidental magic by children, based on what Julie was told. Outside of Nott, those little sparks are usually suppressed until they go to school and learn the "proper" way to do magic. Academic ways. But Julie learned in Nott, where they teach Wild Magic, all emotions and power of will. Pure magic id, almost. ]
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-05-04 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The prospects of desserts could very well have Hilda forgiving Claude for almost dropping her precious shoes earlier which is clear from the spark of interest in her eyes that is vaguely reminiscent of Lysiteha.

Short attention spans seem to be the theme of the night however because as Sylvain shifts, Hilda pulls herself up a little, pressing her hands into his chest in order to see what he’s doing. Unfortunately, short of absolutely choking Sylvain out with the crook of her arm, she can only see the tops of the flasks glinting in the moonlight. The sight of them are greeted with a fond laugh of appreciation, recognizing a similar set up from home.

As for the (well-deserved) exasperation that she and Claude are on the receiving end of — ]


Because I wasn’t hungry then obviously. [ There’s a dramatic sigh that heaves from her mouth as Hilda throws her head backwards. Her voice trembles as if on the verge of (crocodile) tears. ] Can we please stop for a snack, Sylvain? I’m going to waste away. Please? And look how sad Claude looks without his fruit.

[ From behind Sylvain’s head, Hilda shoots Claude a look that he’s probably familiar with. One that clearly signals that they’re about to tag team some poor, unsuspecting soul — or in this case, Sylvain to get what they want. ]
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[personal profile] princessvegas 2023-05-04 05:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Her nose scrunches slightly. There are always people in her domain, many of them. Unnervingly realistic, unless one pays them deep attention. If he expects there will ever be a time to be alone in her club, he is to be sorely disappointed.

But a book of famous art, she can do. It won't have much information for most of the pages -- at best, she can hope to supply artist names or proper titles for a handful of paintings or sculptures. She's not an art aficionado. But he can always have other people add their own memories later. ]


The party's gonna be low-key, swear. I actually had the idea for a garden party before they did all this, but I'm still gonna do it. [ Julie has such mastery over the Horizon that she loves any chance to create something truly breathtaking. ] I figure all the... pit people would want somethin' quieter and softer. I once gave Jaskier a panic attack with a glitter cannon, so fingers crossed they can handle flowers and quiet music.
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[personal profile] monomachy 2023-05-04 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Diana is much the same, though perhaps more in part to a deep desire to prove herself to her people than anything else. Antiope always told her she had to be the best, the strongest, the fastest--before leaving the island, Diana thought it was simply because she hadn't been born knowing how to be an Amazon, the way her sisters had. But she was quick to learn that her general's pushing was because she knew that one day, Ares would come for Diana. She needed to be ready to kill a god when the time came.

She still thanks the gods for Antiope's harsh training. Without it, she'd have died the moment Ares decided to face her.

Her heart soars when he calls her friend; she has a feeling he has not said it often in his life. Diana would that everyone called her friend, though she knows that such a hope is childish. Still, it means more coming from Altaïr, she thinks.

His hand, calloused as hers are from the grip of a weapon, moves to her cheek, and she does not stop him. Truth be told, she's curious about him making the gesture, how it can be so casual and yet intimate at the same time, and she turns her face just so into his touch. Her own hand shifts from his shoulder, mirroring the touch on his face. "You are welcome." A response, and an invitation, if he'll have it.
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[personal profile] takeatrip 2023-05-04 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Guess it depends how much you're saving on muffins.

[Obviously a joke, but on the topic of bills--]

What kind of work are you doin' here?

[He can't imagine law transfers across worlds very well, unfortunately.]
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[personal profile] itookashot 2023-05-04 07:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Grisha clothes. I taught myself how to make normal clothes into keftas." Grisha in the army get bullet-proof clothing thanks to the Durasts in their midst. It took Jesper a long time of practice and trying things out and testing what he was making. But that's how much he's learned in over a year here. It turns out all he really needed was the freedom to lean into this as much as possible. Wanda helped open him up.

So that means he's going to make Wylan protective gear. He's not letting his merchling go anywhere without being protected. He happily holds Wylan's hand as long as he'll let him. The thing is, the two of them were not entirely friends when they got together. It wasn't just romance that blossomed between them over time, it was getting to know one another too. He has an edge at the moment, but he's happy to share with Wylan. He wants his best friend back as well as his lover.

"They have magic here, a lot of it. It probably was made that way, although maybe not. The Free Cities are not big fans of magic, or at least not the kind everyone else uses. They have this tech-magic combination they prefer." Jesper has been hiding his own, at least he did until he was forced into an interrogation. Now at least one person in the military knows what he can do.

"This entire place was destroyed not that long ago. The bitch queen of Thorne exploded the city."
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[personal profile] catholica 2023-05-04 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Right now, not much.

( he hopes he can change that but he hasn't really been able to with everything going on. )

I might try and open something small for legal aide when I can but it takes money and a law license that I don't have here.

( and he doesn't want to take the bar again. )
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[personal profile] ushiri 2023-05-04 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Death? Both eyebrows raise, but he listens first the Stephen describe the meaning of the Hanged Man from his own world's version of the cards. The details are different than what he's gleaned from browsing just now, and after a moment he scoffs. ]

I don't know about enlightenment. Unwanted pause, though... [ He tips his head slightly, then shrugs. The feeling of being restrained within Thorne isn't exactly uncommon amongst them. ]

And what about Death?

[ Yeah, there's obvious morbidity there. But as with the Hanged Man he figures it must not be so obvious or simple. Death isn't always the worst outcome. ]
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[personal profile] funbreaker 2023-05-04 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's true that the two of them generally only touch in the midst of battle or, more recently, when the water had rushed through that cavern and Thancred had been forced to hold tight to Urianger to ensure that he didn't get swept away and drown. Were he not such a strong swimmer, things could have ended up much worse.

Yet now he's holding onto him (with the lightest of touches, as befits such a formal dance, but nonetheless) in an entirely different context. As they begin to move the steps of the dance, he should be able to determine if Urianger has any additional aches and pains that he's attempted to hide from him.

He would hardly put it past him. ]


Ah, well, we can't have that, can we? You need not expect aught but perfection from me.

[ Thancred catches that smile, but this is not over yet. The music starts and as soon as it picks up and the song begins in earnest, he tugs them into it, footwork
impeccable as he leads Urianger in a spirited turn around the dancefloor.

Time to see if his fellow Scion has the necessary experience to keep up. ]
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[personal profile] cryptsleeper 2023-05-05 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
Perhaps a garden party beside a lake, just to one up our esteemed hosts?

[Alucard in a club, however, is the absolute height of hilarity and probably needs to happen regardless.]

You're not wrong about creating more of an oasis than we can create in the real world, at any rate. Goodness knows Jaskier and I aimed for that with the park, but there will always be limits.

[Being wholly unfamiliar with the concept of a glitter cannon, although he can take a guess, Alucard lets out a soft laugh.] Surprising Jaskier is no small task.

I'll look forward to both the art and the gathering.
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[personal profile] thedevilwhorose 2023-05-05 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine, fine, I can see when I'm not wanted," he says, holding up his palms in some fake semblance of defense, but it might be sign enough that he sees her for more than human.

He's still backing up, regardless, all air of a child being done with a boring conversation, but there's something else there. A thread of caution. Knowing.

"I'm not supposed to talk to you, anyway," he continues, like either of them expect Jack's threat to mean much at all.

He has better places to be.
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[personal profile] earthborn 2023-05-05 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[She looks up when she feels his hand. Oh ho.]

Is that so?

[She's not sure whether that's funny, or alarming, honestly. After a moment's thought, Shepard settles on flattering; he's doing research, taking lessons— prepping. In the abstract, she knew Garrus probably thought about her a lot, when they were each off on their own, but... still.

The night is cool but not cold, the music... rustic, like all the music on Abraxas. Classic, Kasumi would probably call it, half-offended, but Shepard had grown up on synths and electronic vocals. Still, with the wine-sweet breeze, the happy people, the relief of having lived to see this vault of stars hung over them all, once again... She offers him her hand, in what is for once in her life, nothing like a handshake.
]

Alright, Garrus; let's do it. Show me what you got.
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[personal profile] earthborn 2023-05-05 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
"That's the spirit," A nudge with her elbow, to try and jostle Jesper out of his brooding by pure, physical force, "Hey, maybe they'll get all religious and uppity after a while, stage some kind of jailbreak. Betcha somebody would offer a bounty about it."

Have fun, get paid. That's the mercenary way of life, isn't it? And the risk consummate to the reward... and counter to the honor. But then, that's why Shepard goes in for the actual military, and gets her joys in the margins, ultimately. Despite everything, she still believes in the system... But of course, she knows Jesper follows other schools of thought.

"You know, what you need is a drink. Enough of this crap; let's go. I'm buyin'."
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[personal profile] aquilus 2023-05-05 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
Not long ago, Altaïr would steel himself against such vulnerability, sure it would be a mistake. This is not his homeland, those who live there are not his people, and while knowledge of his creed would benefit anyone in any land, better that he save his efforts for when he can return to where he belongs.

Altaïr is no longer sure of any of that. The one thing he knows is that this is not a dream and actions taken in this land matter. It's easier to believe this looking into Diana's eyes, and far preferable to looking at the damage done by Josselyn Creed's people.

But he's not thinking about that now. He understands the meaning of her gentle shift against his hand without putting it into words. For a moment, he hesitates; then he pushes himself to his feet, neither moving his own hand nor pulling away from Diana's, and presses his mouth against hers.
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[personal profile] thearchangel 2023-05-05 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Uh oh.]

[Oh no. This is - he has fallen into some kind of dangerous social trap. He has sudden flashes to talking to Kasumi, to the way her eyes gleamed under the hood, the way her smile would turn almost predatory, the second she heard anything remotely juicy. And considering Kasumi Goto turned invisible when she wanted to...]


Yeah it - I mean we're not. Technically, she's my commander? But we're not both Alliance. It's not - and turians don't really have regulations about that.

[Listen, Garrus has many qualities. He's got that swagger and confidence to him by now. However, this is one area where Garrus Vakarian always seems like he drops his cue cards. And rambles.]

[Like now.]


Right. We're.

Together. It's complicated, our timelines are different. But we worked things out, here.
thearchangel: (I know you're good at other things.)

[personal profile] thearchangel 2023-05-05 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
It just might be.

[He's aiming for charming. That little cant of his head, the lowering of his voice. Of course he'd been prepping. Preparing. There wasn't much else he wanted to do in his downtime, anyway. Waiting for news. Preparing for something good amidst the overhanging threat of Destruction.]

[And he's a little afraid she'll turn him down. She's not exactly known for her dancing, after all. It's not the best date idea.]

[But then there's the hand. There's the offer accepted. The confidence he loves so much. He takes it.]


It's something I hear is called a "tango".

[Garrus the music isn't even remotely good for that - ]
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[personal profile] theidlemaiden 2023-05-05 10:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ How dangerous can someone far shorter and dressed in unassuming pink and neutrals be? Hilda can't even turn invisible!

Thankfully she seems positively forgiving about the rambling. Encouraging even. She keeps nodding, gently picking up the lead for the dance, dropping one of their hands as a silent signal that he should be turning her very soon. ]


I'm so happy for you two! It just goes to show that even love can't be stopped by time or new worlds.

[ And it sounds like she genuinely means it too. When he mentions the part about timelines, Hilda's attention diverts by a hair. ]

How far apart are you two in your timelines?
preferscuffs: (You think that was my only plan?)

[personal profile] preferscuffs 2023-05-05 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Only six? You underestimate my mother.

[It's said with dry humor, but it's true. Though maybe that's part of the humor of it. At least to Caitlyn anyway. It's much more amusing from a distance than it had been when she'd been living it, but it's slowly starting to feel like a whole separate lifetime ago.]

In that case, it'd be a waste to not go and eat as much free food as you can I'm afraid.

[Though the last point has her chuckling.]

I'm unsure how many people you'll find to make uncomfortable. But if it comes down to it, come find me and I can pretend to be scandalized for you.

[Abby would fit right in Zaun, gauged by Caitlyn's interactions with the people from there. It's familiar enough to be comfortable to her.]
preferscuffs: (I always aim to win)

[personal profile] preferscuffs 2023-05-05 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Not to mention figuring out where to put it once we get it there.

[Of course it's a practical move, Viktor is quite the practical person overall. Unless he was 10 coffees deep into a pile of research. Then practicality might... slip a little perhaps.]

Though, now that you mention it, the Old Public Hall could certainly use a little... something.