MARCH TDM + SETTING UPDATES

[beleos]

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 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

Comments

You KNOW I gotta IIIb

[zauneyete]

[ It's not so much "running into" when Stiles is in Draumahol, now is it? Not when it's Silco, who walked about the place with an air of authority that's hard to miss. Something about the way people naturally move away from him, or the way that he eyed the boy with an intense, unblinking gaze -- and Stiles would not have been able to miss the "eye" theme over Draumahol's new sign, an eye instead of an "o" -- it's pretty easy to start putting it together once the man is suddenly in Stiles's view.

In fact, he's standing right next to him, looking at the hookah with a curious glance. One could almost... almost think he were inspecting it right along with him. If it weren't for the fact that the man's gloved hands were behind him, index and thumb rubbed against one another, and he tipped his head to look at Stiles with one eye that just simply stared right at him.

He blinked, well, with one eye. ]

You're not showing hesitation, now are you?

[ Silco so often does hunt down the teens with a propensity for drug habits. Like he has a nose for it or something. ]

HELL YES (also i'm so sorry, he never shuts up)

[mensrea]

[The abrupt question does make him hesitate. Stiles frowns, taking a moment to consider the hookah seriously, arm still outstretched. Teenage obstinance and natural curiosity war with common sense and suspicion. Eventually, the latter pair win. (For the time being.) Sighing, he draws away from the waterpipe and glances askance to address Silco—only to do a very obvious and even insensitive double take.]

Holy shit, dude. [A pause.] Okay, admittedly? My brain is working through like, a dozen different jokes about your eye simultaneously and it’s super overwhelming. But the real tragedy? Bet you’ve heard them all already.

[A true lost cause.]

So, you don’t reek of pot or whatever cannabis-adjacent drug exists here. You’re standing there with the confidence of a genuine chad straight out of his natural habitat on Tinder, despite clocking in at maybe a generous five-foot-what…six? [Probably an underestimation. That’s fine, though. Stiles isn’t here to be accurate—just a mouthy brat.] Oh, and, how could I forget? [A dramatized smack to the forehead with the palm of his hand.] The very classy, not-at-all creepy, secret society-wannabe signage featuring the (drumroll, please) eye.

[In case the relevance of that final point needs to be clarified, Stiles gestures helpfully to his nonexistent audience in the direction of Silco’s left eye socket.]

…A smart man might put all those little details together and wager you’re the owner of this fine establishment. Which? I wanna be sarcastic about, but it is actually weirdly nice in here? For a drug den, I mean.

[Not that Stiles has previously been to…any. Ever.]

The thing is…if you are the owner of this joint? Why the hell are you egging on someone clearly underage (moi, in this instance) to partake in the ganja? Am I being hazed? Are you hazing me? Or is this some plot to catch me in the act so you can report me to the powers-that-be?

[Wait for it.]

Oh, I’m done talking now. Your turn. [Another hand gesture, this time encouraging Silco to say his piece.] Please, I’m all ears.

no he's perfect

[zauneyete]

[ Silco blinked once. Twice. Three times.

Well, blinking is something of a misnomer. Blinking, obviously, implies the closing of both eyes, but Silco, in doing this, mostly winks at Stiles, but he can probably guess it's not really a wink, since... Yeah. That eye just stared at him, his mouth open just a bit, and he doesn't bother to interrupt him at any point. Chatty teens? Something he's pretty used to, although he's not sharing that with Stiles.

He does, however, look to be getting impatient at some point, before Stiles says he's done talking. Done talking? He's pretty sure the boy isn't, but he'd been about to just tell him to go about his business until he mentioned something about being underaged.

Underaged for what? ]

I don't know what you mean by underaged. [ He said, bluntly. His tone was almost a touch too smooth, but he proceeds anyway, not giving Stiles the opportunity to get started back up. ] This is Kowloon, boy, does it look like we have a lot of...

[ His hand moved in the air, in a small circle, as if trying to describe it. ] What is it places have... laws?

[ Please! ]

So no, I don't care what you do. I care if you're a paying customer, and that you don't cause trouble. That's the line that gets you kicked out, and it's probably going to be the same for most places down here.

TY FRIEND

[mensrea]

[This time, it’s his turn to blink (which he does, with both eyes). Stiles assumes that, by claiming not to know what’s meant by “underaged,” the man must be covering his ass in a “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas”-esque manner. Later, once the teen learns more about the differentiated worlds that people arrived in Kenos from, it will occur to him that maybe Silco was genuinely baffled by the concept. For now, the native Californian puts the matter aside and directs his attention to what else the drug den proprietor (another assumption) has to say.]

Huh.

[Stiles shoots the hookah a long, thoughtful look. God, it’s tempting to test the guy by grabbing the hose and taking a deep inhalation—just to see what happens next. Except, as fond as he is of flying by the seat of his pants, Stiles knows better than to try his luck in a hostile environment like this. Kowloon is a dumpster on fire, careening down a San Francisco hill at Mach speed while everybody pretends not to notice. Oh, and the dumpster is about to bowl over a superfluity of holy nuns as they innocently cross the street. Fun to watch? Hell yeah. But getting actively involved? Definitely not a good idea.

Not that that’s ever stopped him before.]

I mean, there are rules everywhere, [he counters after a moment, tone deliberately light so as to not seem like he’s trying to start a heated argument,] whether they’re officially written down in a court of law and observed by the general public or not. Even chaos can be organized. Otherwise, a city like this would eventually collapse on itself, right?

[The teen scrutinizes Silco in the wake of his question, head cocked ever so slightly to the side. He’s genuinely curious how Draumahol’s owner will respond, while simultaneously not expecting much. Most adults in positions of relative power wouldn’t bother humoring someone like Stiles, after all.]

[zauneyete]

Laws and rules are two very different things, boy.

[ He said with a shrug, and then ticks a few "rules" off of his fingers. ] Mind your own business, do not pester someone bigger than you, and violence belongs in Ryad. Those are rules, and there are no officials to enforce them.

Laws come not from the people but from a ruling class that makes up solutions to "problems" that are a thinly veiled veneer to make people feel good about the fact that they are only in place to support their power structures and wealth, propped up by enforcement.

[ Boy. It's almost like he has Opinions!! about this!! It's not like Silco sees things in the context of his own world and experiences, and doesn't have much room for much else. No, he couldn't be like that. It is telling, though, that the man was often prone to short answers, or glibness until it came to...

This particular subject. ]

So yes, there are rules. I'd suggest figuring them out, if you're going to spend much time down in here. Why, just the other week, I had to save someone who had started asking too many questions.

It's a dangerous thing to do.

[mensrea]

[Any planned remarks on pointlessly pedantic wording go unvoiced. Brows hiking upward, he stares at Silco—one-half amusement, one-half wariness. No one goes full-on spiel like that unless there’s some ugly history involved in the background. Stiles takes note of it, though (perhaps wisely) chooses not to pursue the discussion further at the moment; seems like it’s a sensitive subject, and he’s liable to insert his foot directly into his mouth by playing devil’s advocate (which he does, far too often). Still, his natural curiosity is starting to kick in. This man must have a colorful past.]

Someone was asking too many questions, huh? [An indelicate snort. Stiles can’t relate. Nope, no siree!] God, what were they thinking? Imagine coming here, [he gestures wildly around them,] expecting answers!

[The teen pauses. Shifts his weight. Coughs into his fist.]

Hey, so, by the way—I totally came here looking for answers. Since you’ve apparently played hero “saving” someone in my position before, wanna star in the sequel film for old time’s sake? [There’s a hint of humor to the suggestion, but it fades. Expression growing more serious, Stiles studies Silco intently.] Listen. Maybe it’s dangerous to ask questions here. If you want my opinion? It’s even more dangerous in the long run to stay ignorant. Now, there’s no way a place like this isn’t teeming with gossip about what's actually going down in Kenos. Is that something you can help me with, or am I shit outta luck?

[zauneyete]

[ This is the smart move, Stiles. Silco isn't exactly one to keep his mouth shut when it comes to his revolutionary tendencies or the fact that he had such a great hate for Piltover that he was fully willing to simply let them remain dead at the low price of giving up Zaun. Hell hath no fury, like Silco's scorn, and boy does he have scorn for the Authorities.

Although at the word "hero", his face twisted into a bit of a sneer. It's enough that he focuses on that instead of the: 'what's a film?' that would have come instead. ]

I'm no hero. He owes me now.

[ He said, flat, although...

With a twist of his lips -- almost a smile -- he took a few steps, around the Hookah, gloved hands behind his back. ]

Although, if you're willing to owe me for the information -- no, don't worry, I do not exact unfair prices -- I could help you with your questions. Being the owner of a place like this...

[ Hands spread, to the rest of Draumahol. ] I do hear a great deal of gossip.