MINI-EVENT: CODA - IC EVENT LOG

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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

personalized tea;

[mobezon]

{ the execution itself had already given louis mixed feelings, and he's finding anyway to counter it by simply existing. the activities are nice, he supposes. the children seem to stop and stare at the vampire, but soon as they realize he's not going to do anything menacing, they become bolder. at some point, he's left with some kid painting his hand, for example. what a strange community.

when he spots claire, it's nice to see a familiar face while he adjusts to others. he still wants to come by the gardening area, but yet again there's been something after everything. he chooses to see the gala rather than what it is celebrating. he supposes they might as well roll with it. louis takes a seat in front of her, making sure there isn't anyone else in line as to not take up someone else's desire for tea. }

I should probably say Summer, considering the bayou is in me. I'll say Autumn.

[beautifullies]

[ Claire is happy to see Louis, especially looking so much better than the last they saw one another. Her smile is broad and genuine and she notes the painting on his hand with a softer smile. ]

Keeping me on my toes, I see. I did think you would say the summer. But that's alright, I do like a challenge.

[ She already has something in mind to start; for a moment though, she forgets the tea and looks at him as a friend who cares. ]

How have you been, truly?

[mobezon]

Felt bold today.

{ his face begins to form a small smile, mostly glad to have company after a long day. seems they have a few days of celebration, to his knowledge. then he regards her question, briefly forgetting why they sit across one another, the aromas from the ingredients strong. }

Better. { normally he’d leave it there, but he is trying to be honest. } I’ve been managing to adjust. Having open air has helped. I have always been fond of nature, and Solvunn has plenty to give it seems. I even managed to find housing arrangements for now. And you?

[beautifullies]

What was it that made you decide autumn? A specific image that came to mind, or a memory?

[ Claire reaches for ginger root and begins breaking off a few pieces into her mortar and pestle. ]

I'm glad that you've found a home here, and that you're recovering well. I've been making myself busy. I discovered a bit of my own magic.

[ Her eyes dance a little. It isn't anything large (yet) but it does so delight her. ]

I can bring a seed up to a sapling once I plant it. It isn't much, but it's quite the head start.

[mobezon]

It’s still warm in the bayou when the leaves begin to turn. It’s like walking between worlds before the cold winter arrives. No specific memory. My favorite season changes. It could be different here.

{ he’s figuring out leaning into a vibe, as they say. his vintage shows though, but between them, he can allow it to default. }

I’d love to see your magic one day. I’m starting to realize it can be used to prosper rather than destroy. It’s astonishing to give life in any capacity. Maybe you’ll be able to grow a tree one day? Might be nice to decorate one come Christmas.

{ the concept of holidays might be different, but he’d always liked decorating a tree come winter during the one he personally celebrated. }

[beautifullies]

Is it a relief when it finally turns colder? I imagine it must be from the humidity alone.

[ Her hair would never survive in the bayou. It most definitely wasn't surviving in Jamaica. ]

I'll be happy to show you when we get around to gardening together. And if I can grow a tree by Christmas, I'm putting it right in the middle of the community so we can all enjoy it. Perhaps some hot cocoa for the children.

[ Claire smiles at Louis, relaxed and at ease in his company as she adds a bit of pink peppercorn to her mortar. ]

After nearly dying at my own witch trial, I'm appreciating the irony of having actual magic now. Something in the universe has a dark sense of humor.

[mobezon]

You get used to the heat. Fall is a second spring in a way down there. Maybe I like having the prospect of second chances.

{ his eyes light up at the mention of having it at the center. he isn't for imposing what had been a belief he grew up with, but he did take - reclaim - the parts that he can consider the briefest happy memories he holds locked inside. }

Give me a time and date and I'll be there on prompt. A gentleman's promise. I'll make a star for the top of it. Maybe everyone can contribute an ornate for it.

{ he's giving complete trust to see the outcome of the tea, and he's in no rush. louis leans back, answering the question in reverse. }

Some might call that poetic justice. I'd like to hear about your trial if you'll be open to it whenever.

when u blink and somehow a week has gone by. so sorry!

[beautifullies]

I could go a lifetime without intense heat and not miss it.

[ She means it and laughs softly. ] I suppose it could get hot in Boston, but there were swimming pools and oceans, at least. But never in Scotland; the warmest I think it might have gotten was near the eighties. Heaven forbid, I thought my husband would die of heat stroke.

[ Another fond smile before Claire's smile widens. ]

We'll get that tree done, and perhaps even have some sort of large gathering near by. A supper, perhaps.

[ Her ideas are running away with her, thinking of the holidays she should have spent at Lallybroch, and her missed holidays with Bree. It wouldn't completely fill the void, but sharing in some holiday spirit would be nice. As for the witch trial, Claire begins to add crushed cardamom pods to what she's decided will be a rooibos tea, thinking back to the trial. ]

At the end of the day, it came down to simply being an intelligent woman at a time when men took great offense to such things. I was too young and naive to realize it at the time, but my healing was too much for some. A boy had been written off as possessed and was dying by the time I got to him, but he was simply accidentally poisoned by something he ate. When he got well after I tended to him, it wasn't seen as helpful at all.

[ Smelling the tea so far, she clsoes her eyes for a second, then grabs a bit of clove. ]

It wasn't long after that my husband was conveniently sent away by his uncle and I was left alone. That made it easy to arrest me; I think they were hoping Jamie would be far enough away that news wouldn't reach him in time to do anything. It nearly worked. He arrived...well, let's just say he has impeccable timing.

[ Her back burns with the phantom whipping, but she's fine speaking about it. In fact, she smiles again. ]

He's always quietly suspected I was a witch, but my new ability would delight him if he were here.

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. }

!!!

[beautifullies]

[ Claire laughs heartily at that, head going back a little and eyes crinkling in the corners when she does. ]

Alright, consider me compromised. I'll be happy to help. [ She pauses, smile not quite fading, but lessening. ] That is, if we're both still here. I wouldn't mind going home, but I like having something to look forward to with a friend. [ She smiles again and adds cinnamon chips, her final ingredient with the tea leaves. As he speaks, her expression turns softer and a little angrier at the world as she thinks. ]

There's something sad, really, in the idea of living so long and seeing hate remain more or less the same. What's something that's changed for the better in your time?

[ Hate hasn't gone anywhere, it's just evolved, but she still wants better for her daughter, for her grandchildren. She was still scorned and ridiculed at Harvard for wanting to dare to be as good or better than the men studying to become doctors. And Joe was still forced to sit segregated from everyone else—she always sat with him until laws changed and they could sit anywhere.

Laws change, people haven't. And yet her hope remains. ]

It must be exhausting to be intolerant, but at least here, I can say I've not run across anyone who seems to have an ugliness for those different from them.

[ Perhaps that's the beauty of Abraxas, the one single (barest) hint of a more perfect society. ] As for the factions, I'm with you. It seems unnecessarily restrictive and set up to cause more discord. The Berlin wall certainly didn't last forever, people want to be connected. With the Horizon, I suppose that makes it somewhat better.

[ The mention of someone from home is always a reminder that yes, in fact she does have a person here she recognizes, and Claire nods. ]

Not when I first arrived, but right at the tail end of all the missing being brought home. I don't know him well, but apparently, we're quite close. [ Ahem. If she had a relationship status it wouldn't just be 'it's complicated.' It would be 'I think I'm married to the man who's in love with my husband, but I'm too afraid to ask.' ]

He's in Thorne, so we've only met in person once. What about you, anyone from home?

[mobezon]

Call me selfish, but your company would be missed. However, I’d understand if you were to go home. { there’s a slight fall to his own smile, one that he recovers quickly since he doesn’t want to dwell on those thoughts, on what has become of his life in dubai. of course he misses armand, but in what capacity is his struggle to comprehend. there’s a guilt there, and more so when he hears thorne.

he does like the promise of something to work towards. as the tea leaves land into a little ripple of the brewed tea, he regains his full smile. }

The majority of people truly aren’t terrible. I’ve learned there is kindness in strangers. I have been reminded of it here. I will say, the technology makes it easier. Now with the horizon, we can will anything. I’d like to show you mine one day.

{ self-made into what lays in his heart, and manifested from a visit that unfolded more than he thought when he went in without memories. he leans in to glance at the tea. }

Funny how that works. People can be pulled from different time periods of our life. Hopefully you find good company in them. { which makes him have a hope he shouldn’t have, for a claudia before he lost her to arrive. he pushes that aside, the guilt still following him as he considers claire’s question. louis is trying to move on, but could he ever? complicated truly is an understatement. he glances back at her, and he decides then that he’s going to be honest about it. selectively of course, but at least he can say his part. }

I do have someone here. Another vampire. He’s my maker. He was also my lover. Some might say we were vampire married. I spent decades with him, but we didn’t part on good terms. Now he’s here. I’m here. I won’t lie, it threw me off to see him. It’s odd to think we’re back to it just being us, except it’s literal.

[beautifullies]

Likewise, Louis. You were one of the first people I was able to really speak to when I arrived.

[ At the very first gathering; their conversation was easy, still is, and not at all what she imagined a vampire would be. Stoker didn't include brilliant personalities and engaging, often charming conversation. Or much about lovers other than buxom women.

At his very complicated situation, Claire raises both eyebrows. His sexual preferences don't concern her; she sat with Joe at a diner counter, and she'd do it again for any other prejudiced reason. That being said, she's grateful she doesn't know specifically what her own dramatic relationship troubles have in store concerning the man in love with her husband.

Perhaps at some point she can talk it through with Louis and see what he thinks, but later. First, the topic at hand. ]

How are you two now, still in shaky territory?

[mobezon]

{ he's read stoker if she ever asks. claire reminds louis of the boldness he once saw in miss lily. she'd held skill beyond what she was allowed to displayed in the saloon. her intuition alone. thinking of her makes him remorseful of her death, something of which he wished could have been avoided. it had taken louis far too long to understand one of the masks he put up back then had been playing up the macho man expected from someone like him. she saw right through his bullshit.

regardless, she had been one the first to give him no judgement on what he suspected she knew of his habits to pay only to talk, and perhaps he is still seeking that non-judgement he can never quite grasp. daniel had criticized him for loving lestat. questioned what was wrong with him and still he didn't get it. he considers what to say, how much. louis decides to keep it simple, mostly for his sake. }

In my time he's supposed to be dead. We hurt each other greatly by the end. I shouldn't, but I find myself glad to have him back. I don't know what will become of us here. I'm willing to find out.

[beautifullies]

[ Claire's spent her life surrounded by people different from her. First, traveling the globe with her uncle. She's lived in igloos and huts, befriended the quiet and alone, stood up for those without voices. Brave enough to step in and stop a slave auction, bold enough to be the first woman to step into Harvard Medical. There's no reason to judge anyone based on all of the things bigots tend to focus on. She judges others based on the qualities that matter: compassion, and the capacity for kindness to name only a couple.

With the tea blend to her satisfaction, she holds the dry herbs out for him to smell. The warmth of the spices should remind him of the season he enjoys, and while he judges, she tries to imagine what she would do if Frank arrived instead of Jamie. Wouldn't that be exactly her luck? ]

Perpahs you shouldn't, knowing the potential hurts you could cause one another. But then, the heart is a funny thing. Rational thoughts tend to leave the building when faced with the potential for something good. Something you wouldn't be able to have otherwise.

[ Looking at Louis, Claire studies his face, her own gaze gentle and concerned in a friendly way that comes from not wanting to see him hurt. she knows a lot about that, and she'll be happy to tell him at some point. ]

You have others here now, people like me who'd be happy to talk through things at any time, as well as give a piece of my mind to anyone who'd dare to be cruel to you. All you need is to say the word.

[ She smiles, mostly being facetious with the last point, but she does mean it. She'll yell at anyone, anytime. ]