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beleos ([personal profile] beleos) wrote in [community profile] kenosooc2023-03-10 03:37 pm
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MARCH TDM + SETTING UPDATES


BEARING FRUIT (NEW CHARACTERS ONLY)
It starts out as a pleasant dream. You’re in your favorite place, with your favorite people. It’s a moment of idyllic comfort.
And then, it goes wrong. The sky turns dark above, and as you look up, you see the black expanse of space spotted with faraway pinprick lights of stars. Yet, they’re not stars. You’re certain. They’re watching you. A billion eyes all looking down, and they spill forth as if sky itself was a dam holding back those dark waters. You reach back to the people you’re with, but they’re frozen in place. Their eyes are black, reflecting only the expanse of dark eyes.

So you run, even though you know you won’t escape it. You glance back and see it not overtaking, but consuming. The landscape around you is being devoured, and you can see it cracking apart. The world itself is breaking, and it cracks under your feet. You fall, and the billion eyes chase after you until the darkness swallows you whole. There’s agony as if you’re being ripped apart, and then—

You cannot see. You cannot feel. You simply are. Yet even so, impossibly, a woman’s voice speaks gently.

I’m sorry it couldn’t be saved. But, come, it’s time to wake.
You wake with a start, cradled by soft, velvety plants, and sticky with a sap that smells faintly of honey and iron. You can see the veins of the leaves that hold you, lit warmly and gently by what looks like a crystal embedded above you. Yet, it’s odd, because that crystal calls to you. When you reach out to touch it, it’s warm. Familiar. Important. You don’t know why, but you know you must hold onto this, because now it feels wrong for it to be suspended in these leaves. So, you pull it out.

The light starts to fade, but only in time to see as the leaves cradling you immediately start to soften and crumble, and with it comes a torrent of dirt. Soft, loamy soil starts to fill the space around you in the dark as you’re buried. Or, rather, you already were. You reach out through the dirt desperately, and your hands finds a root, so you pull while you clutch that precious crystal so close that it almost feels like it sinks into you (in your panic, you don’t notice that it does). You reach out again, and this time, your hand hits open air and plenty of sturdy roots around to grab.

From a seed you’re born, and like a sprout, you make your way out of the ground.

And once you’ve clawed your way out of the soft earth and the roots, nearby, you see the soil shift. Another hand comes up to grasp desperately for something, anything, just as you had been.


TWO CITIES, ALIKE IN DIGNITY
With the new Shard-Bearers present or en route, it is Kathova and Cetina that approach the established ones, requesting that they form mentorships with the new souls to assist them with the integration process. To this end, they have both provided a centralized zone in both Highstorm and Springstar for a small, casual meet-and-greet to be held before the new Shard-Bearers are unleashed upon Kenos as a whole.

Additionally, as Springstar and Highstorm are holding their events on different days, it is possible for the knowledge-hungry to participate in both informational sessions -- the tones and opinions held by both cities are doubtless to differ, and some Shard-Bearers who have chosen to harmonize with either faction may even find their way to the opposing faction's session as well.

SPRINGSTAR, αιώνιος ήλιος

In Springstar, the seat of the Tribune becomes available for such a forum. While a section of the building itself has been reserved for the meeting between fresh faces and experienced Shard-Bearers alike, the hustle and bustle of Heliopolis continues around them -- acolytes still gather their robes and tomes, hurrying from their quarters to lessons. A score of young militants march in step across the yard to the training grounds.

Tables draped in white-and-gold-trimmed fabrics fare filled with fare typical to Springstar's warmer climate -- fruits and wines, savory smoked meats and roasted vegetables, a series of meze platters and souvlaki skewers have been lain out to encourage forum participants to snack as they speak. The atmosphere is light, ambient with informality and friendliness, though topics will inevitably stray towards philosophic, Springstar's meeting grounds are decorated with handsome chaise lounges and slouching klismos chairs in small, intimate groupings.

However, those who have attended the forum in the past or simply have a sharp eye may notice: food doesn’t flow as freely in a feast-like setting as before. It’s more subdued in presentation and portion because as you may hear, the Blight (see below) is an affliction that’s been affecting the food stores of Springstar and Highstorm both. The Meri are nervous about this and blame it on the Zenites since they had won the Oracle on the Scorching Isles (January's event) and with it, punished the Meridian, even if unintentionally. As such, those who are notable Zenites or who wear their allegiance openly may not be treated as kindly. The military also seems to be more present at the forum. These two things are related, as it turns out, because only a few days after the new Shard-Bearers arrive, an invasion will begin.

HIGHSTORM, луны-близнецы

Eternally in opposition, Highstorm provides the Manor's courtyard as the setting for their informational meeting. Formality is of utmost importance here, with attending Zenith loyalists and residents dressed in beautiful, albeit austere attire -- they are, after all, standing before Lady Yima's home. A buffet-style luncheon is spread alongside one of the largest reflecting pools, wherein you may gaze and find your memories revealed in retrospect upon the water's surface.

There are few places to be seated in the Manor's courtyard, resulting in a milling of bodies as they flow and ebb between smaller gatherings, clustering in small-to-large groups with small platters and shimmering flutes of drink held in their hands.

The mood of Highstorm is subdued as always, but still seems to be pleasant and joyous thanks to claiming the Oracle in the Scorching Isles. The Blight may be affecting the city and causing plants and the like to die, but there’s admittedly not much of it to be seen with Highstorm’s harsh winters. Maybe they’re not hit as badly as Springstar, or maybe they just haven’t noticed yet. Only time will tell. But regardless, notable Meri or those that wear their allegiance more openly will be treated politely, but perhaps with a little condescension. Highstorm is one step closer to winning than Springstar, after all.


para bellum (the occupation of alenroux)
A few days after new Shard-Bearers arrive, the word spreads quickly as the campaign begins: Meridian is invading Alenroux.

To those who have Harmonized with Meridian, they’ll be contacted by Cyrus through Communion 48 hours before the invasion begins. As he explains, Springstar is a city that depends on Alenroux far more than Highstorm (because of its much larger population), and with Alenroux currently under Zenite control, it’s imperative that they make sure that Zenith isn’t able to cut off access and cause a famine for Springstar. Zenith won’t be denied access to Alenroux or its bounty either, he makes that clear. This is just a matter of being proactive in their defense to protect their people. For the Meridian, their goals in supporting this effort are clear:

  • Create secure outposts. Well-built, defensible outposts are needed, so anyone who can assist with building efforts, and quickly are appreciated.
  • Defend the outposts and the Meri soldiers at large. Alenroux is still dangerous because of the monsters, and soldiers will be staying overnight. Fighting off monsters is something that will also eventually make Alenroux inhabitable.
  • Prevent Zenith interference. Highstorm surely won’t be happy about this, so make sure that the soldiers and the outposts are protected from Zenites just as much as from the monsters that roam the lands.
And indeed, the invasion and occupation does come as a surprise to Highstorm. While they had noted the increased training of Springstar’s military, it was assumed to be in preparation for the intensified tensions of losing the first Oracle, not something as bold as an open act of war like this.

It takes some time for Yima to learn more about the events herself, but Zenith will also be contacted through Communion. With the air of a disappointed mother, she’ll explain that Meridian’s choice is regrettable since she thought they would be better than this. Yima explains that there’s no need to turn Alenroux into an open warzone and cut off both cities from their breadbasket. Instead, she lays out the following direction to gently break Meridian’s spirit first before turning to open hostilities:

  • Collect information. Where are the outposts, how many soldiers are assigned to them, and what are their general movements. Scouting and spying will be valuable. Learning more about the Meri Shard-Bearers’ capabilities while they’re fighting creatures rather than Zenites is also useful.
  • Create dissent. The people that work and visit Alenroux regularly have mixed feelings about the occupation unless they’re Meridian loyalists. Making the campaign unpopular with the people can push Meridian back without needing to raise a finger.
  • Sabotage. But don’t get caught doing it, at least for now. Whether breaking defenses or leading more powerful monsters to the encampments, it’s best to break morale before needing to fight back openly.
If you’re unharmonized when all of this begins, then you’ll be finding out about it with the general populace. However, it’s a good opportunity to learn what a faction is about in a more hands-on way. Though you may not be privy to their private, factional discussions, both sides will still welcome the help of those still yet to decide.


SETTING UPDATES
In both locations, information passes between all in a forum, spread and disseminated among the masses - it's a good opportunity for city residents, faction loyalists and interested new parties to share and share alike. Once the meet-and-greet has concluded, twin missives from both faction leads are read out -- invitations for all present to explore the cities to their heart's content, and warnings about stumbling ill-prepared ( or at all ) into the Below, or worse yet, the Beyond. As Shard-Bearers new and old take in their cities, they'll all see it change throughout the month...

OOC, these are all updates to the setting at large that players both new and old are free to interact with as little or as much as they wish! Feel free to use them as prompts on this post, in your characters on-going lives and arcs, or just let them go "that's none of my business" and ignore it. The world of Kenos is shaped by our playerbase, and these are some of the wider reaching effects of various player plots and actions.

THE BLIGHT

During the events of the Scorching Isles, Shard-Bearers encountered an affliction upon the island and unintentionally brought it back to Highstorm and Springstar with them. Known simply as “the Blight,” this condition steals time from the things it infects. It most frequently infects inanimate objects and will cause them to rot or degrade rapidly (such as a piece of metal rusting within hours) but is able to infect living things as well. Most notably, the Blight is infecting plants and animals in the two cities. Plants both decorative and necessary will wither and die, and small animals grow sick and die seemingly of old age. This has been seen in small amounts throughout the past month OOC but is greatly increased in frequency in March and beyond.
FURTHER DETAILS
  • Within the NPC populace, there’s a low-grade fear of the Blight intensifying and being able to infect larger animals/the people. There’s no evidence of this yet, but Shard-Bearers that were on the Scorching Isles will know this is possible.
  • Some characters will be aware that the rare, blue flowers that grow in the barren portions of World’s End (February’s event location) seem to reduce the effects of the detrimental effects of the Oracle and the Blight. Because of some drops of characters that knew this information, you can assume that characters are able to learn this information if they’re interested enough to dig into it.
  • Dr. Julia Melnik of Springstar is openly researching cures for the Blight and will recruit anyone interested to be research assistants to test formulations of cures on afflicted plants/creatures. You can handwave these interactions and use them for prompt(s), if you’d like!
  • Finally, if curing the Blight is something your character would specifically be interested in, please note it in your Character Survey so that the Loremasters will be able to help you pursue this organically.

THE OCCUPATION OF ALENROUX

As mentioned above, Meridian has launched a surprise invasion and occupation of Alenroux. Because Meridian was able to successfully keep their efforts a secret throughout the months (!) they’ve been planning this, Zenith will not be able to repel their advances… Immediately, at least. After roughly a week OOC from this log’s posting, the Meridian outposts in Alenroux will be stable and will change the island in the following ways:
FURTHER DETAILS
  • Outposts have been established in well-chosen, defensible locations throughout the island of Alenroux. They’re clustered more heavily closer to the Cornerstone and are non-existent in the more dangerous Northern portion of the island where little farming is done anyways.
  • Meridian soldiers will be always staying in the camps and outposts. For now, they’re a more supervisory force that are protecting the farmlands of Alenroux. During the day cycle, the military will respond with hostility to anyone that threatens the farms. If your character would antagonize or outright fight Meridian military, please contact a Loremaster, since this will have repercussions! Otherwise, the soldiers will assist workers and visitors to Alenroux in a professional manner.
  • During the night cycle, the military will defend their outposts from monsters and make occasional offensive excursions to reduce the threat of monsters. The secondary goal of the Meridian military is also to make Alenroux a place that people can live, though this is a longer term effort.
  • Meridian Shard-Bearers will be strongly encouraged to assist with the effort. “Assist” is purposefully defined broadly so that characters can help in whatever way suits them. Scouting, building, monster killing, or just morale improving are all valid ways that will gain favor with their faction and may lead to further opportunity. For now, abstaining will not have consequences, but may in the future.
  • Zenith Shard-Bearers will be treated with suspicion in Alenroux and are not allowed to approach any of the Meridian outposts, or at least not without triggering a fight. The military will not outright attack Zenites (unless provoked) and essentially encouraged to move along. However, they may wish to gather information about the outposts and Meridian forces to attempt to push back against the occupation.
  • Unharmonized Shard-Bearers are not treated with hostility, but similar to Zeniths will not be allowed to enter any of the encampments.
  • If your character has an interest in continuing or stopping the occupation, please note it in your Character Survey so that Loremasters will be able to help you pursue this organically.
If Zenith would like to repel these advances, this is a response that will be purely in player hands (but will be assisted by Zenite NPCs, of course!). If they want to reclaim Alenroux, they can, or they can simply let Meridian continue. It’s up to you! This is something that Zenite players should discuss both IC and OOC, and if this plot develops further, Loremasters will help facilitate the ongoing conflict as a part of our changing game environment.

SMALLER CHANGES

HIGHSTORM: GREENWOOD YARDS Considering the affliction that threatens the well-being of flora and small fauna alike, the greenhouses are far more discerning with those who are permitted inside its gates, afraid of the contagion affecting the precious, invaluable greenery of long-dead worlds. After the occupation of Alenroux, Meridian will be outright turned away, and while Zenith possesses no formal military or police, the greenskeepers appear to be prepared to defend their property with physical force should it come to that. Unharmonized are still allowed inside. The rest of the Yard beyond the greenhouses are still open to all factions.

And though it may seem an odd place for such a gathering, the indoor bathhouse at the far end of the Yards appears to be gaining popularity for mysterious reasons; if asked, none of the locals will explain the abrupt uptick in visitation. But should you investigate yourself, the reason why becomes apparent through experience: the tea served by the attendants here has changed properties. Should you be a Zenite, you will be served a cup that decreases your body's natural need for food and drink for 24 hours - an effort to test a concoction to relieve the need to deplete resources and lessen the city's reliance on Alenroux. Should you be a Meridian, the tea you're served will increase your appetite a considerable degree even if you normally do not require sustenance, and you will find yourself unfulfilled even if you are unwise and eat yourself to the point of illness; this lasts for 24 hours. The Unharmonized will find the tea might make them vaguely woozy, and either cause mild increase or decrease in appetite.
KOWLOON: DRAUMAHOL (cw: drugs)
    Those that frequent Kowloon may have heard about the sudden disappearance of the former owner and operator of the drug den Draumahol, though it was only really noted because of the business being closed for a few days. Practically unheard of, since the desperate of Highstorm and Springstar come to Draumahol for their various fixes that are a little more taboo on the surface. But, never fear. After a brief closure, Draumahol reopens.

    While it may not be obvious early in the month, it'll be increasingly so that Draumahol is under new management. Those that frequent the business enough will be able to figure out that the new owner is Silco (or, if you personally know him, it's fairly obvious). If you would like to plot anything regarding Draumahol, we encourage reaching out to Silco's player, Jill!
SPRINGSTAR: THE CHURCH After the loss of the first Oracle, the Church of Heliopolis has been busy tending to its flock as the numbers coming to seek comfort swell. The gatherings aren't formal "services" so much as they're chances for people to come together and inspire each other with their homes and dreams of home. One formal process that does stick out though is that with each "service" one member will tap into the world shown in their sunbeam and open their minds to Communion. Anyone that wishes to can also experience this member's home, see their friends, loved ones, and the sights. It's a intimate bonding activity, but seems to be very cathartic for those that partake.

Additionally, those that come by the Church frequently enough to be known faces at the "services" may also be approached by priests and priestesses and invited to join in smaller ceremonies. Always taking place during Springstar's dawn or dusk, these ceremonies have a markedly different vibe and are lead by Hieropoios Natalia herself. Attending these ceremonies is an exclusive honor that will reduce attendees' Discord and has a subtly addictive quality that will encourage them to return. Hm!
OOC NOTES
  • Welcome to Kenos! As a reminder, all new players need an invite to apply to the game, which are now open.
  • This log is Game Canon. Any characters who are not apped to the game will disappear. If Cyrus or Yima are asked, they’ll explain that this sometimes happens since not every soul has a strong tether to Kenos and sometimes return to the Timestream. They may return to Kenos one day, but for now, weren’t able to make the full journey.
  • As a note primarily for current players, closed toplevels/prompts are not allowed in this log. If you would like to interact with the setting changes in a way that isn't open to all characters (new and old), we ask that you instead make a log in [community profile] kenoslogs.
  • As a general reminder, any new characters that choose Zenith will receive a bonus 2 AC token reward, which is a purely OOC incentive. Our factions are a bit imbalanced at the moment, so we'd appreciate more Zenites!

  • FOR NEW PLAYERS:

  • When characters emerge from their cocoon/the ground, they may be wearing their normal clothes or nude. Up to you!
  • At some point in the days after leaving the Tree of Life, new Shard-Bearers will have a dream, even if they're usually not capable of sleeping. All new players should read this post since this details how they'll learn about both factions and their goals and should help them make a decision about which Faction they'd be drawn to.
  • As a reminder, your character has a Shard somewhere on their body that encompasses their soul, so keep note of where you're sticking it on their person for reference! Additionally, they have a tattoo of their Aspect somewhere on their body. Please be mindful this Aspect will be assigned to you upon approval and whatever you choose for the TDM may be temporary (for new characters)!
  • For the Highstorm and Springstar prompts, both cities will be fully open and accessible to all characters once they are freed from their rather harrowing ordeal at the Tree of Life. For prompt ideas and any general information about the cities and what you can find there, please see the Navigation page and check out the locations!
  • New characters will not have access to any canon abilities on the TDM until they Harmonize, AKA make a choice of which faction they choose to support. For some characters, this may be an easy decision, but it make take others time. We just ask you keep this in mind!

  • CODING
    hurricaneofblood: (pic#16170653)

    𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐓

    [personal profile] hurricaneofblood 2023-03-11 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Against better judgment (given what happened last time), he returned because he knew others would be coming. Usually, he'd leave the welcome wagon to other people, but he didn't want any more damage to the tree.

    Huh?

    Kneeling, he could hear the scrambling sounds of someone clawing their way up. His head tilts slightly as he listens. Coming up kind of fast. It is all he can think before the hand bursts out of the ground -- and grabs firmly onto his chest. Flamebringer lets out something like a louder HUH about the violent hold.

    But it seems like it wasn't meant for him. Not that he could say that it was. After all, the person was digging up and didn't even know who might have been on the other side. ]


    Hi.
    erbe: (175)

    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-11 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
    ["Maybe it's monster meat—" AND SHE'S JUST THERE EATING IT WITHOUT A CARE WHETHER IT IS OR ISN'T?!

    Immediately Tohsaka makes a face. Any subtlety left to the wind as her disgust shows clear.]


    And you're okay with that?
    hurricaneofblood: (pic#16170634)

    iii. garden brawl

    [personal profile] hurricaneofblood 2023-03-11 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Flamebringer grumbles to himself as people start a commotion. He shifts to glare over his shoulder as he curls his tail protectively around the plant that he is working with. But the fight doesn't break out into an all-out brawl.

    There is a time and place for all bloodshed, but not around things that are still attempting to grow and change.

    However, he twists around when he hears a familiar voice. His eyes widen at seeing Gavial. It is like they're back at Rhodes Island; though, she has been the one in the past to break up fights in the greenhouse that he almost started. His expression mellows out as he tips his head -- first in greeting. ]


    I'd say that it's pretty high. Though, I don't think they'd like the trouble that'll come next once they do.
    pyojeol: (pic#16053788)

    [personal profile] pyojeol 2023-03-11 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Sooyoung continues to chomp away! Yeah! Have some monster meat, Rin!!!]

    I've eaten a ton of monsters. It's all the same once they're charred.

    [spices can make any dish go a long way? but before she looks more insane than she actually is,]

    Plus, it's not the best time to be picky. You've heard people talking about the Blight, right?
    erbe: (131)

    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-11 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
    [The mention of Blight sobers her up quick. Yeah, she's heard of it. Whispers in the air. Hushed anxieties passing along through conversation. Never mentioned to her directly, but it's not as if Tohsaka has gone out of her way specifically to socialize.]

    Not at length, no. But with a name like that it's not hard to make assumptions. Is it widespread?
    bakedapple: (Default)

    Link 🍎 The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild

    [personal profile] bakedapple 2023-03-11 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
    Ⅰ. BEARING FRUIT.

    [ With the shocking, harrowing sight of his world falling to nothing still occupying his mind, Link awakes with a sharp gasp and instinctive thrash of his fists outwards. His bare knuckles hit nothing but velvety roots and leaves, and so he grabs at them, trying to make sense of what just happened. What is... this place? How did he get here? He looks around desperately. Plants. Just... plants, roots, leaves, the like. But he can smell more than that. Soil. Is he... is he buried, right now? Underground...?

    If it weren't for that glowing gem, he would have to rely on touch alone to recognize the vegetation around him for what it is. As his panic begins to subside, he finds himself staring at it. Then, reaching for it. And finally, as he takes it, what little empty space there is around him begins to fill with dirt. Anyone above ground may hear a fresh, muffled cry of panic beneath their feet, followed by a calloused hand erupting from the earth like some kind of not-actually-dead undead.

    Then, a second hand. The pair of hands flail fiercely around, vying for something to grab onto — anything. A root, a rock, an offered hand, or maybe the ankle of someone nearby. Whatever it is that Link finds, his hands latch onto it with an impressive iron grip and an equally impressive yank downwards, as he uses it to heave himself up through the loose dirt and vegetation. A soil-smudged face appears. Its owner chokes a deep, triumphant breath of air, with eyes still blanketed with dirt and clenched shut.
    ]

    H-Hello? [ what is this thing he grabbed? he squeezes it tightly, unwilling to let go. Is someone there? ] Help! Please, help me out!

    Ⅱ. FORUM.

    [ The past few days have been a whirlwind. Even if it were easy to accept that Hyrule is gone, there is so much for him to have to grasp all at once. The deluge of information alone would be enough to overwhelm the young old man, who despite his status as Champion back home, has never felt comfortable thinking of himself as anything more than a dutiful soldier. The heavy thinking of heavy questions — he always left such things to those smarter and more deliberative than he. Impa, Purah... His fellow Champions... Zelda.

    And yet, here he is, being asked to take sides in some grand conflict that he is a complete stranger to. They say he does not have to choose a side. They also say that the Meridian can help him get home. Link is unsure whether he believes that — he saw his world die, same as everyone else, apparently — but if there is any remote chance that it's true, well... the choice is almost made for him. Isn't it?
    ]

    OPTION A (SPRINGSTAR): [ It is with this inclination towards the Meridian that Link wanders into the Tribune's forum. He is not here to ask any specific questions, but rather, to listen more openly to whatever information there is to learn here.

    And... to eat. The feast does not go unrecognized. Link eyes the buffet tables like a man who hasn't eaten in days, even though he definitely, definitely has. Even if you were to strike up a conversation with him, he is noticeably distracted by the food. Or, maybe it's the food that has you talking to him — as when he does finally approach the feast, he wastes no time piling his plate high. If the city's food security is so low right now, Link is either an inconsiderate jerk for taking so much, or he has not yet been informed.
    ]

    OPTION B (HIGHSTORM): [ In contrast, Link attends the forum in Highstorm more out of a sense of obligation. From what he's gathered, these two cities are amicable at the moment, but the prevailing mood hints that people are fearing — expecting — that to change soon. Link has no idea how soon, of course, nor does he really know anything about how the two cities have related to each other up until now. But should relations sour, he reasons, then this trip to Highstorm may be one of the few opportunities he'll have to see the place. The open invitation to new Shard-Bearers is the perfect justification for being there, even though he has already provisionally attuned to the Meridian.

    The atmosphere in this place is noticeably different. He managed to dress appropriately, at least, although he does not enjoy the restrictive, stuffy tailoring of formal wear. Link is markedly less talkative at this forum, choosing to observe and eavesdrop when he can... but, the reflecting pool captures the entirety of his attention once he discovers it. For most of the evening, he can be found sitting at its edge, gazing into the water, with a look on his face that is anything but pleasantly nostalgic. Instead, he looks troubled, maybe even despairing, with a furrowed brow and slumping shoulders. Nevertheless, he does not look away from whatever it is that he's gazing down at.
    ]

    Ⅲ. ALENROUX.

    [ Link meets the call to arms with agreement. After everything he's seen and learned over the past week, this carries with it an almost comforting familiarity. They even provided him with basic weaponry of much better quality than what he was able to sniff out in the city so far. That, alone, makes participation in this campaign worth his time.

    Springstar's stated justification for this takeover of Alenroux, while important to know, rests unexamined in the back of Link's mind. What place does he have to second guess any of it? He just got here. But, more importantly: Link doesn't feel that it's his place to question it anyway. Cyrus has offered him a way to save Hyrule. So, if he helps Springstar, it will shorten the time it takes to save it — or so they say. But even with that lingering doubt, what else is there for him to do? Link currently has no answer to that question. He has no interest in what Yima has to offer. He does not want a new world. He wants his world. His mountains and lakes, his forests, his beaches. The bears, the wild horses, and the fish in the rivers. Children playing on the hillsides, old women feeding their chickens. His friends. His princess.

    These thoughts occupy his mind as his sword thunks into the scratched wood of the training dummy and stays there, the blade stuck. Frowning, he begins to pull on it to yank it free, when the crunch of a footstep cuts through his deep contemplation. As he turns to face the noise, the iliachtida dangling from neck swings slightly, glowing in the fading sunset twilight.

    He doesn't recognize this person, but that's... pretty normal, for a guy who just got here. Considering where he is — the training grounds of a Meridian outpost, lined on one side with racks of both practice weapons and real weapons — he can only assume that this person is here to train. It does not occur to him that they may not even be a Meri in the first place.
    ]

    Ⅳ. WILDCARD!

    ((The obligatory "or just tag him with your own prompt"! Pretty sure he'd be a Meridian, but not sure on the Aspect yet. You can poke me at [plurk.com profile] lazdo if you wanna talk anything out first! (Or on Discord, for existing players who already know where to find me there. <3) Also, while my Link isn't a total mute, he doesn't talk a whole lot. Please & thank you for your patience if it takes a few tags for him to get talking. ^^;))
    skelters: (brokiloen) (pic#16282046)

    [personal profile] skelters 2023-03-11 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ being up in a tree (and consequently falling out of it) really can mean a whole slew of things other than subterfuge, but vash gets that this is a tense situation for everyone. military occupation of any area, even if it is well-intentioned (from what it looks like) and sans-violence (even if it may not feel like it exactly, with a sword pointed at him), can't be a pleasant experience. ]

    Ahaha... [ apart from both of his hands flying up, palms out towards voryn, vash doesn't make any other attempt to get away from the range of the blade. maybe he really is an idiot. ] I'm just, an advocate of peace!

    My name is Vash, I just wanted to come and see for myself what's going on ...

    [ his tone turns hopeful. ] You guys aren't actually invading this place, are you?
    bakedapple: (fanart // gaze)

    highstorm-ish

    [personal profile] bakedapple 2023-03-11 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ The courtyard is not empty. There's someone else here too, someone else eating... and while Link's plate is just as tall and heavy as Dark's, there's one key difference.

    It's all meat.

    Congratulations, you've discovered where all the meat went!
    ]

    ...

    [ The young Hylian regards the other man when he enters the courtyard, and a second later, eyes the feast he's carrying. Ah. Another person making the most of these awkward gatherings. Beyond that, however, Link is prepared to give him no mind. He gives him a polite nod of acknowledgement... and then picks up an enormous roasted turkey leg from his own plate and takes an equally enormous bite. Mmm. Meat is so good, isn't it. ]
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    [personal profile] pyojeol 2023-03-11 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
    [she nods]

    Contained mostly to Alenroux for now, I think. But it's contagious and spreads fast. It came from another island a few months back. Might have been spread when we got back, I'm pretty sure some of us were sick with it.

    [If Sooyoung shows any grief at having possibly been at fault for the spread, then it's all carefully tucked away in favor of more important things, like eating. At the very least, she doesn't have the anxiety that the other shard-bearers seem to have when speaking on the subject.]
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    bearing fruit!!

    [personal profile] oomfies 2023-03-11 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Lottie doesn't know why she comes back here.

    Alright, well, that's a lie — she knows why. Some weird sense of moral obligation. Because at least when she woke up, buried some feet beneath the soil, she wasn't entirely alone. Lottie was still scared and confused, on the verge of something like a panic attack, but at least she saw familiar faces. Friends.

    The nails still growing back on her left hand (she had to dig them out with a knife the last time she was here, a constant reminder that anything can go wrong) throb as she sees the signs of Marc's hands dig and crawl and spring from the ground. He's one of the first to make his way out of this batch, eager and desperate to get a taste of fresh air. He's quicker than she is, because she's just dropped her bag against a sturdier pile of soil by the time he's hauling his body out.

    When Marc crawls his way to freedom, he doesn't see any friends or family. He doesn't see her, either, which is weirdly a relief because she's at a loss for words. Is that.. A suit? Was it white or brown? Browner? She doesn't even notice the fact he's not saying anything, something particularly atypical in situations like this. Because Marc may be a mess, but he is certainly a spectacle, kneeling down on the ground, evidently bruised (his nose) and not from the journey up. And then he speaks: Khonshu.

    Her own lips part, a question near teetering out, before she's startled into finally moving. ]


    Shit, just [ She says this with an understand like she knows that might be the last thing he'd want to do, ] relax.

    [ Someone who is definitely trying to marry fashion and practical announces their frazzled presence, moving to the freshly sprouted hands beside him. Unlike Marc, Lottie intentionally drowns herself in hues of brown and black, the moody color combination making her wildly green hair stand out even more, even with it braided back and out of the way. Her boots dig into the soil, muddied from the trek down here, gloved hands reaching out and clasping at the new pair. Their grip is tight, panicked. She winces before tugging, ]

    Dumb question — how are you feeling?
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    [personal profile] skelters 2023-03-11 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ this city is big. vash feels like he has been walking for days and days up unfamiliar pathways and alleys, with no particular destination in mind than to just see how they live - and live they do. everything is bright here. it's not even about the two suns - but you can see it in people's expressions. the chatter of the market. the running feet of children as they weave in and out through the busy crowds of the district. vash isn't too used to big cities - slowly and then increasingly, he has been spending his time skipping from the next small town to the next, even smaller, town, and the difference between those stone and mud buildings beat down by the sun of the open desert with everything soaked in the dry heat haze and dusty with it, to here - everything blending into another, marble to steel to glass that catches the sun - is a lot.

    all in all, it's kind of a relief when he catches sight of a familiar sign - a bar - and steps into it without a second thought. it's nice to get out of the bustle; maybe he's more tired than he initially thought. there is a free space at the counter, so vash makes his way and seats himself down without a second thought. until the stranger besides him abruptly comments on- ]


    Uh, [ vash's expression flickers from surprise, to a uncertain, awkward smile, and he raises himself back off the seat. ]

    You mean, is it broken? It seems okay to me...
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    IV

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2023-03-11 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ In theory, no one is meant to be out here. Dimitri knows that. That doesn't mean people don't venture out of doors when darkness falls. He and the men and women he's leading are here to protect people and to make sure that people can still eat. So when he hears a scream off in the darkness he immediately ventures out to see what he can find. It's hard to see in the darkness, but there's someone out there. He calls out, his armor glinting in the lowlight - and probably providing a bit of direction. ]

    Come towards me!

    [ His lance comes up. ]

    I can give you protection!
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    III

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2023-03-11 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Dimitri has been on Alenroux for a few days now, organizing the unit of armored footmen (and women) he's been given to lead. He's hardly had time for himself, but perhaps that's for the best. It means less time to think about the reasons for all of this. It makes sense to him - securing food supply is important - but there is a part of him that wonders if this isn't going to end up harming things in the long run. However, those thoughts are distant and his attention is on the young man he sees training with the dummy.

    His face splits in a little smile and he turns toward him as he watches the blade stick in the wood.
    ]

    Do you need some help? Or a partner?
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    bearing fruit, a!!

    [personal profile] oomfies 2023-03-11 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ There is something nearby when that arm sprouts through the ground. In fact, it's Lottie's arm — one that is comparatively slim and slender to the mechanical wonder that is desperately grabbing at her. She feels fingertips press into the exposed part of her arm where she's held, right where her wrist is (she's rolled up her sleeves to keep herself as clean as possible because dirt), and his grip feels cold but kind of warm? From the soil?? Oh god???

    Also, she is screaming. This entire time she is screaming and it only stops for her to exclaim a loud and wobbly: ]


    Okay, okay, I get it! I get it!!

    [ Her heart is thrumming madly, enough for her to not even realize that some of the dirt flung from his surprise entrance landed onto her shirt, a bit on her cheek. Her other hand grasps at his forearm, heels digging into the dirt as she gets a good grip on him, and pulls. ]
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    [personal profile] skelters 2023-03-11 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ oh, vash doesn't mind at all that she is basically using him like a ladder to pull herself out of the ground - even if he does get elbowed and kneed in soft places a little, even if he does, at one point, gets a mouthful of dirt as rin shoves herself out of the soil - all that vash does is make a weak sort of wheezing sound and continue on until she is fully free of it, albeit neither of them overly clean. ]

    I mean.. It's not okay okay. [ they seem to be in some completely different place, after all, not to mention what he remembers happening before -- ]

    But still - isn't it good, to have someone with you?
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    [personal profile] bakedapple 2023-03-11 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ The question is met with a brief lapse of silence as Link's eyes look the stranger up and down. Even if he weren't wearing that eyepatch, and even if they weren't standing in a training field, Link would recognize this man as another person familiar with combat. It's just, something... about the way they carry themselves, maybe; Link lacks the eloquence to put the instinct into words. And while most people are taller than him, this man is notably taller, with almost a full foot of height over the short Hylian.

    Not that it causes him much pause on accepting the offer. In hindsight, the recent lack of exercise had started to grate on him. A sparring partner would be welcome. Turning away from the training dummy, he answers the question with a silent nod and gestures towards the weapon racks.
    ]
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    [personal profile] skelters 2023-03-11 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ oh, byleth..........

    it's okay, vash has seen his share of people going hungry, and the fact that byleth just snatched it out of his hands and is currently in the process of having a one-man fast eating contest doesn't bother him at all! in fact, vash is probably watching on, wearing an incredibly happy expression on his face, purely from the fact that he is enjoying himself so much. ]


    I'm glad!! [ he isn't being passive aggressive, or anything - he sounds genuinely, sincerely delighted about it. what a weirdo. ]

    You looked like you were hungry. And I'm not, uh, I don't really feel like eating, so we can't let it go to waste, right?
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    [personal profile] sharethememory 2023-03-11 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ While Diluc's expression remains neutral, Zhongli's lapses into one of surprise. Surely there were not so many places in the various worlds that were called that and known for its prosperous taverns and wineries. He looks Diluc up and down carefully once more, as if he missed something his first assessment. ]

    The City of Wind and Song?

    [ That would mark the third of Barbatos's to be brough here (at least as far as Zhongli knows). And if their situations were reversed, surely the god of freedom would look after Zhongli's own -- which just settles his resolve on numerous things that have been plaguing his mind of late. If this gentleman is from Mondstadt, perhaps he also can be of some comfort to Master Kaeya considering that Rosaria had just left them not so long ago.

    Oh, how little does Zhongli know (that is none at all) between the relationship between the two of them.
    ]

    Are you also a child of Mondstadt?
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    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-11 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
    [That's a lot to think on. Tohsaka won't reply right away. Her eyes fall away from Sooyoung in contemplation.

    "Sick with it" either means those people died, or it can be cured. The existence of Blight, what it does, how fast it spreads, and the anxieties it brings... with that in mind this feast says a lot.

    Only after thinking about all this does she finally take a bite from the skewer. Meat, and a bit of the roasted vegetable as well. Her hunger compels her to take another — and another. The relief overtaking her to the point that her shoulders relax, and a small sigh resonates in her throat.]


    How unfortunate for it to be "contained" in the area that supplies the food.
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    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-11 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Tohsaka has to take a sharp turn, but it's a quick one. She can feel her lungs burn from the exertion. Her legs ache from the continued overuse at top form. If only — if only she could use reinforcement magic! If she could just open those circuits once more, and run mana through them. This wouldn't be an issue!

    Despite being short, she's fast. Tohsaka makes it to Dimitri quick, and the large monster barrels in behind her.]


    Are you sure about that?!
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    [personal profile] skelters 2023-03-11 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ between lottie's pulling and vash's struggles in the soft soil that moves to fill the gap no matter how much he tried to dig the rest of himself out of (kind of feels a lot like being buried in sand, which he is definitely not an expert of, of course not), it is kind of a slow going - until finally, the rest of his shoulder emerge, a peek of bright red (dirty, smudged) coat, and then, like some sad wilted carrot, a mop of blond hair pops out of the dirt, showering lottie with bits of earth as vash dramatically gasps, taking in a lungful of the fresh, clean air of this new world.

    before he immediately inhales a mouthful of dirt and starts coughing. ]


    I'm- hrk - fine! [ he doesn't, not really, still being half buried in the ground as he is and finally letting go of lottie's arm so that he can try to dig himself out with his free hand, coughing and hacking all the while .... honestly, he kind of looks a bit pathetic. maybe more than a bit. ]

    Don't worry! [ really? he sounds like he is about to hack out a lung ] I got this!
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    [personal profile] sharethememory 2023-03-11 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ It's fine. It's fine. No poor financial decisions being made here. ]

    What you say is not untrue.

    [ One of the greenskeepers raise their voices - a strict "Off-limits" heard at even this distance, which is met by a rude gesture from one of the Meridian. The voices raise further to an intelligible chorus until one greenskeeper raises a hand and sword in a warning gesture, though they do not yet strike. ]

    Ah, I fear I may have miscalculated on this one---

    [ Oh dear. Perhaps he was still being overly optimistic about the relations between the two factions, thinking that maybe this would return to being more civil with new Shard-Bearers appearing in the city. What a difference between this and his own reception. ]
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    [personal profile] erbe 2023-03-11 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    [No, it's not good. She'd rather be alone - or at least that's what she tells herself. Alone to process, alone to grieve. Alone to collect the pieces and mask that she can be whole going forward.]

    Good? Hah. I don't think you're any better off having stayed around to help. What do you get out of this?

    [Before he can answer she grabs his shoulder and uses it as something to balance herself on as she stands herself up. She scolds him for offering himself and yet uses him anyway. Rin caught a glimpse of his face on the way up — soft. Too soft. It made her irrationally angry. At him? For him? Either way she refuses to look at him, and instead turns her eyes to the tree whose root system she just climbed out of.]
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    [personal profile] oomfies 2023-03-11 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Really, there's a lot Lottie can willfully ignore. She can ignore red flags, her problems, terrible life decisions, but what she seemingly can't ignore right now is: this sad little man in the ground.

    Lottie thought she had it bad when she crawled her way up.. This mystery man has her beat. Also? Covered in more dirt. He lets her go but all she does is stand there, kind of stares at the display he's putting on.

    She'd rub the heel of her palm into her eyes but she can't — her gloves are covered in muck. Some part of her wants to scream to run away and hide in her corner so she can rinse them off with her precious bottled water, but she doesn't. She kneels down so she can properly swat at the hand trying to dig himself free so she can take over. Lottie may not be physically strong, but she's done enough of this that it feels like a breeze. ]


    No? You don't 'got this'! [ HE REALLY DOESN'T!! ] You sound awful?!

    [ Oh, but hold on. She pauses her work (she's working on his other arm, at the moment) to reach over and touch the exposed one, gently (as gently as someone can when the person being touched is actively Trying to Live™) moves it closer towards his face. ]

    Cough into the crook of your elbow.
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    [personal profile] fishfearme 2023-03-11 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
    True. Wasting food is unforgiveable.

    [Byleth is nodding solemnly at this... clearly, he has a lot of feelings about this. He set the now bare skewers down on the side of his plate, which... was heaped with food he was in the process of slowly gorging his way through.]

    However, you should take this time to stockpile what provisions you can and eat your fill. It's difficult to predict when your fasts may come due to food scarcity.

    [It was the only reason he was here: second someone said "free food!" Byleth was there, eating enough to put a herd of elephants in a coma and making off with a satchel full of freebies on top of that for later.]