MINI-EVENT: CODA - IC EVENT LOG

[abraxasmods]

Mini-Event - Coda

OOC event plotting

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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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Comments

[aquaveiled]

If you know what you like and you can make what you like, it's the best combination, isn't it?

[ It's what really makes an Artisan an Artisan. Not just the tools they use but the love of the craft and the pride in the creations that they make. ]

Oh, it's such an amazing example of how something can be so clean and simple and yet terribly delicious. If I had the same ingredients I could recreate it here for you. I feel everyone should get a chance to try it.

[ Or maybe she'll just make her own Solvunn-style variant? That could be fun. ]

But...tell me about your star! You seem to fit in well here, so is it much like Solvunn?

[wiedzminka]

Who cares?

[ Ciri has almost no context, and a significant amount of wine and mead in her already, so she's really just going with whatever pops into her head.

At Hilda's suggestion, she stops. ]

Ohh. I see. [ A slow nod, and a knowing grin, as if suddenly she understands something (she does not). ]

That's one way to show a man you're not interested.

[ Wasn't the goal not to break their hearts? ]

[mobezon]

I'll consider it. { the brochures were helpful, and he still has his tucked underneath his coffin. he hasn't met the nero individual, and part of him understands when people don't want to be sought out in the open. perhaps their paths will cross eventually, it's a small enough community. for now louis is glad for himeka's company as it brings distractions. he likes to keep his hands from fidgeting. }

Is there something you enjoy doing, if not art? Unless it's Drunken Lamb? Sounds like a bar. { he won't judge if himeka likes to go to the bar every weekend. certainly he had his days where it's all he did for a while, but probably vastly different reasons. } I heard there might be a librarian around, but I haven't been around to get it finding a Solvunn library.

{ he'll reveal his true interest. louis is a certified bookworm and it's been difficult not getting to find books. he could keep them high in shelves where only armand could reach them, but that had been his choice. he at least had them there in sight. louis ends amused by the pun, since he of course catches it. a play on words he can appreciate.

however.

the image.

louis outright laughs, finding it ridiculous. it ceases all what he previously mentioned for a moment, cut off to instantly comment. he'll still be polite about it. }

I'm not sure how the insulation will be within that in this weather, but I've seen some folks in 'fursuits' in my day. It's doable. An elephant with a sword is new.

{ he knows some things per the internet. he mostly kept off it. }

& coming in late with the audacity of hipster local coffee shop energy

[mobezon]

I wasn't there.

{ which lends to mostly true, considering he legit wasn't but when he can snatch pictures from people's heads he was able to see enough of it. he has bits of it, at least before he decided he was going to avoid the crowds that came from the direction of the execution for the first day or two. they might as well be intrusive thoughts come to life with how much it stuck with many. he can handle it, even if executions bring bad memories he'd rather avoid. the ball in his hand is light, at least for him.

for a child, probably a little struggle. unless the children are strong, but he won't question that. instead he finds he's found new companionship that isn't stubby legged. michael's comment indicates he witnessed the execution, and he still hasn't figured out what sort of supernatural creature he may be but it won't matter right now. he can do with a bit of conversation. louis approaches the tree with ease. }

The morning glory purified the latex and changed its chemical properties, giving it the bounciness and elasticity needed for... Here. Catch. { he warns michael before he tosses the ball over for the other to catch if he so chooses. it'll be heavy against palms, nearly chalky. } So it can do some of that. I wasn't much into sports in my youth.

it's ok bc i let my inbox rust but we're here & doing a thing !!

[mobezon]

{ the prospect of the tree has captured his attention, more than he originally intended. a supper, one that would gather in celebration. he's hosted in the past, but for him it's been a long time. it's nice to think he could again. the appeal is enough for him to rise a sparkle to his eyes when he speaks. }

If I am correct in this assumption. It seems now you are compromised to help me host a gathering come Christmas time. I believe we can find the means.

{ he isn't usually one to plan far ahead. planning means he's set his mind, and it also indicates he's starting to accept he's here to stay for the long haul. the cloves' smell hits his nostrils with ease from where he's sitting. he remains quiet as he listens to claire. }

Thank you for sharing. It's still alive in modern times to hate. { it's illegal to be gay in dubai and yet he chose it, more of a reminder that his vampiric nature can be beyond the troubles. it's what he didn't want to disconnect from, and claire reminds him of it. his sigh is soft, short. } It's nice to have a communal aspect in Solvunn where we won't have to be reminded, to an extent. I still don't understand dividing Summoned into factions, but time will tell what it brings. Do you know if there's someone else from your world here? I understand have to leave behind a loved one, if your husband is still back home.

{ he partly asks out of curiosity, and another that he has mostly encountered folks with others from their world and he has to wonder if it's a pattern that they arrive in clusters at a time or individually. }

[theidlemaiden]

[ It's clear that she isn't certain what to make of the news still. In fact she's getting a little weirded out at the fact that he's chuckling. At her. He's never done that.

Had he had a little too much to drink? Is that where this was coming from? She's approaching this with an iota of caution as if she doesn't want the rug to be completely pulled out from under her. ]

So if you're a professional killer, does that mean people pay you to do that?

[bealufull]

Things were so different in this place but in his mind, they were still the Crows. Inej and Jesper had expanded their group of friends and, without him, maybe well have done so in Ketterdam as well. Though lately even their group had been growing so perhaps that was just how things were.

He's still adjusting to that here as well. As well as the chance of ending up in cramped spaces with strangers.

Despite himself, he makes a face. "A few times since I've been here. When Nocwich first opened. Then on the whole ship debacle," he says, lip curling. He might as well shudder. "More often than I like," he admits."

[princessvegas]

I don't know. Some other plane of reality, I guess. It has to be somewhere, since we've been sent other places, but I don't think they're anywhere humans can normally go. Like, they're not other planets or worlds or anythin' like that. They're all different... levels of reality.

[ She shrugs as she takes another drink. The truth is, this is all just conjecture from someone who knows absolutely nothing about alternate reality theories. Julie is pulling this shit from pop culture to stitch it together with the scant information they have about the Horizon and her own experiences. ]

And yeah, most of us are humans, but we ain't supposed to be here. So maybe the thing holdin' us here, our connection to the Singularity, maybe it can sorta bungee cord us between Abraxas and this other place we shouldn't be able to go.

[supersoldier]

[His sanity hasn't gone off the rails yet. He can view this spectacle of ritualistic execution with some disdain, still harboring a rational mind; even if, yes, it is a little weird to find some solidarity on this matter with Reno.

But maybe they really don't have any context to draw from when Shinra was the powerhouse of their world -- when so-called politicking simply becomes the law, the norm. None of that appeals to Sephiroth. There's a reason why he was trained (born and bred) to be a SOLDIER, instead.]

I don't know if that line is easily differentiated.

[They come from a world with a Lifestream, and also grand creatures like Summons with enough power that they could pass as demi-gods of sorts. It's hard to say.]

I think it's real enough that it's easy for this community to put it all on a pedestal. Who's to say how much actual gods play into the equation.

[theidlemaiden]

[ Hilda can't necessarily confirm that the lizards respond to their names, but most of the time when she does call them, they respond by turning their gaze towards her. She has yet to try calling them from across the room but surely they would. It's not an exact science and more a feeling – which is sure to have Viktor rolling his eyes if he ever heard it. She'd let Claude live in suspense.

Sylvain's stage whisper earns a furrowed brow and offended gasp as she hits him in the stomach lightly with the back of her hand. ]

I wouldn't send you all the way to Solvunn. Maybe just the floor of the inn.

[ She shoots a look back towards Claude as she hands the box of pastries over to Sylvain. A grin has dissolved any semblance of her apparent offence. ]

All those years of carrying me up the stairs of the dorms is about to come in handy.

[funbreaker]

[ For Thancred, this sort of close contact is not routine, precisely, but it's something that he's engaged in more times that he would be able to recall. Not often with a friend like this, though, and while they may have simply been having a dash of fun, there's no denying that it was that — a bit of lighthearted enjoyment to wash away the taste of all that's happened as of late.

He thought both of them were indulging in a good time, but then Urianger's ears flush with... what, embarrassment? He suddenly yanks away, almost as if Thancred made the wrong step or said the wrong thing, and he frowns, trying to think back and identify what it might have been. As quickly as the shift of tempo in a song, the mood has changed around on them, leaving him thrown off-balance for a moment. ]

My friend, there is naught to forgive. [ His brow furrows as he studies Urianger, still at a loss for what drove the sudden about-face. ] I enjoyed it as well. [ Nor would he have needed their silly game as the pretext for all of it, but now he wonders if he should even voice that thought when something's clearly off here.

It feels as if a door has been shut in his face, and yet he doesn't understand why. Almost as if Urianger ended up with cold feet, and yet all they were doing was dancing. Then again, this is quite a bit more outside of Urianger's comfort zone. Mayhap it had been too much, somehow. ]

Is all well, Urianger? [ He cants his head at him. ] If I did aught to offend, please know no harm was meant.

[demoexpert]

Wylan squeezes Jesper’s hand, sensing he needs the reassurance and not minding at all that he took his hand. It feels normal.

“Oh? I’ve never met actual engineers before. What else do they make?” His interested is piqued now.

[supersoldier]

[And the music rises to a flourish in its intro, but Sephiroth doesn't start just yet. It wouldn't be very fair to begin the dance without agreeing to the terms of this "bet", after all.

She seems like a woman who likes a challenge. Sephiroth, despite his stoic nature, is much the same way — even he prefers the crossing of blades more than a silly little bet regarding dancing, usually.

Still—]

If you lose this bet then… [Hm. Then what?] Then you have to be blunt with the man who’s been bothering you this evening.

[girl turn him down!!]

[chosenfordarkness]

Listening to Istredd talk so animatedly about the city is refreshing and brings a smile to Anakin's face as he listens to him talk of his findings. It's an entire city, so there's plenty of opportunity to explore. He can't deny that it would be good to be able to visit a bit more.

"I won't lie, you've got a better idea than I do." He smirks. "Even if your advice is terrible."

Sure, he'll joke with Istredd. If you can't joke around with somebody you spent a month in a miserable pit with, who can you joke with? The trauma is bonding. "Where to, now?"

[gynvael]

[ Mm-hm. ] We're long-lived.

[ Wait—all right, Geralt prefers to think he looks somewhere in the mid-range of one's third decade, but at least she hasn't observed that he appears close to his sixties. Unlike certain other interactions in the past.

He makes a vague sound. ] Neither did ours. Though a taste for conquering leaves something to be desired.

[ Not that Nilfgaard would consider themselves religious fanatics, but Geralt's encountered a few of their soldiers and there is certainly a level of zealousness in the things they have said and done. Call it gods or prophecy, the outcome remains the same. ]

[takeatrip]

That'd be great, thanks.

[The offer is unexpected, but very much appreciated. But as for the next questions--]

Depends on the investigator; some take whatever cases they get, others are more picky. My main area of focus with the FBI was serial killers, but I don't think I can be too choosy here, so I'll probably take what I can get as long as it isn't cheatin' spouses or embezzling.

[Neither of which he could possibly care enough about to work on, even to get paid.]

[chosenfordarkness]

If it were just the Summoned, then I'd say we can handle it. Civilians were pulled into it with us and lost their lives.

[ At the end of the day, better them than the Summoned, but it was because of them they were involved in the first place. ]

Only time will tell what side they'll be on- and how much damage it causes.

[thedevilwhorose]

"Another time," he says. And because he doesn't need Wilhelm to keep pressing, he does something he doesn't typically do while literally walking besides a person (although really he should do it more). He taps into their Singularity-Horizon whatever connection, and hopes Wilhelm doesn't trip over his feet wherever he sees it:

Not here.

Not in a public setting, not when Lucifer's ideas are always saturated in dangerous rebellion.

[takeatrip]

[He's quiet, listening, drink entirely forgotten as the vague outline of a few theories begin to take form. There are almost patterns there, almost connections to hold onto and compare, but it's just not enough quite yet.

He quickly thinks back through information from the lens of reaching alternate planes of reality, and about how being brought here might make a difference in reaching them when compared to natives of the world, and it makes sense that the factor of not being meant to be here might be the important part. It makes a lot more sense than the idea that the Summoned are inherently 'special' when compared to the native citizens, which has always felt both unfair and unwarranted.

But if it's about arriving here, and that arrival establishing some sort of extra connection to the Singularity--]

Do we know anything about the places we arrive here? It's a well or somethin' in the Free Cities--I don't know about the other factions--but there's got to be somethin' special about the particular locations, right?

[Perhaps not, but it feels like there should be, and that it might be an important piece to the puzzle of how this all fits together. If they are indeed bungee cording in a sense, crossing over boundaries between planes, then whatever boundary they crossed to actually arrive here should have some importance.]

[thedevilwhorose]

[He's just shy of saying 'so what.' The theater at play for this execution is really watering him down.

He doesn't let it slip.

But then, this is one of the few places other than the Horizon (and even that is with a grain of salt) that he almost feels safe speaking his opinion.] We could use some damage though. We're back to teetering on the brink of something across this continent; just like Thorne, waiting, searching for an excuse to break. Now we're all just holding our breaths, again. This. [He gestures at the twisted display.] Should have been it, but the factions all likely think that this is enough for us to sweep the blatant issues under the rug.

[assembles]

[ Steve imagines that it won't be long before the three new conclave representatives get together for a meeting, and no doubt Sam will tell him all about it when that happens. He's happy to remain at the outskirts, reinforced in that feeling when Claude gives such a thorough response to his question. Steve hopes that Claude doesn't feel like he put him on the spot by asking this when they're supposed to be out here relaxing and not worrying for once.

Still, it's clear that Claude's put some thought to this already, so maybe it isn't so bad to serve as a sounding board. And to Steve's credit, his attention doesn't stray from Claude once, even with all the activity around them. ]

I definitely think it'd be a good idea for the three of you to chat and make sure you're on the same page, yeah. [ It shouldn't be that difficult to coordinate, either, given that they all live relatively close to each other.

As Claude continues on and explains his strategy for the motions and how to approach them, Steve doesn't find anything to protest. He also isn't interested in delving too deep into it when they're in public, but he's pretty sure Claude picked up what he was putting down. ]

Yeah, that's what you call throwing a softball. Give them one that's easy for them to approve, something that benefits them as much as it does us, and it might make them more open to considering the harder asks.

[ Steve isn't yet sure how working within the system is going to go, but he's certainly curious to find out. ]

[aquilus]

[He rarely chuckles at all. To anyone. Perhaps definitely Hilda is rubbing off on him, despite his best efforts.]

Absolutely not. I am not for hire.

[He doesn't sound particularly rankled because it's a question, but he absolutely would be if it were an assumption. He is not a hired knife, and almost no one could afford him anyway.]

But sometimes certain people need to die, and someone has to do it.

[malicieux]

Blind and misguided faith, yes.

{ Certainly something Lestat made the mistake once of subscribing too, but not one he'll make again. At least now, here, he's seen what classifies as a god and it's one that he thinks he can approve of. }

People have always needed something to believe in to help justify their actions, though.

[gynvael]

She did what? A flicker of amusement crosses his face. He can see why Julie got along with her immediately. He has his own wariness around the army as a whole; people who serve the ruling body don't often get along with outsiders. That holds true when he was a Witcher on the Continent, and it's true now where he's one of the Summoned—not just a Summoned, but one that fled from Thorne. The Free Cities had not exactly pulled him out like the others.

But he's befriended a few soldiers from his frequent trips into the desert. Never know when you need a favour.

"You'll find others from similar worlds." Geralt hasn't a fucking clue how or why, but the reality is undeniable. Between Julie, Nadine, Sam, Steve, a dozen others—there's a pattern. Details shift, but the commonalities remain. "Let me guess. Somewhere in America?"

Never any worries!

[magicalarchaeologist]

"It will take time, yes. Don't be too hard on yourself if the learning curve is steep." Istredd is being genuine with that. He can't imagine being completely new to everything that is natural to him, and he also needed time to adjust to being captured to another sphere. For him, it's been an experience that he would actually choose, given the chance, but that is not true for everyone.

He nods though at the next part. "Yes, there are some Summoned here who train people in combat. Lucifer is one of them and Natasha Romanoff. She is a redhaired woman who is new to using magic herself, and very grounded." She'd probably be of great help to John, in his opinion.

"You should speak to her if you get a chance, perhaps you can fill holes in their training. Yennefer and I teach different classes." Meaning that John could teach a set of skills the other two do not. It's something to do, and that can be very helpful in the start of this.