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beleos ([personal profile] beleos) wrote in [community profile] kenosooc2023-06-23 03:39 pm

JUNE 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.

However, for those who have attended such events in the past, they'll note a marked difference—Only newly arrived Shard-Bearers and members of the faction are welcome. If you're a member of the opposite faction, you'll be questioned and ultimately turned away. If you want to join the party, you'll have to be a little sneakier, it seems.

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 mild winters-- fruits and wines, savory smoked meats and roasted vegetables, and large bowls of soups like youvarlakia and fasoalda have been lain out to encourage forum participants to snack as they speak. The atmosphere is ambient with informality and friendliness, though topics will inevitably stray towards philosophic or political, Springstar's meeting grounds are decorated with handsome chaise lounges and slouching klismos chairs in small, intimate groupings. This is a forum in the classical sense, where people are encouraged to speak freely, no matter the topic.

However, there’s a little tension in the air at this particular gathering. Whether you’ve recently arrived or you’ve been here nearly a year, it’s not hard to figure out—Meridian has just lost the Iconoclast Oracle, and though the Blight (see below) is improving, letting such an important things slip through their fingers again is painful. Without the Oracles, they’ll never see home again, after all. Yet to make matters worse, Meridian lost an unknown but not insignificant amount of its Shard-Bearers to Zenith’s sway. Even in the Seat of the Tribune, it’s not hard to overhear conversations about “what should be done to ensure they win the next Oracle” or questioning “if Tribune Cyrus is really up to the task.”

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. Yet, as you look, you’ll see that the selection is also quite interesting. The foods and drinks on offer are from a multitude of worlds, and so you may find a new favorite! Or something not suited to your palate at all. It’s at least a chance to be adventurous.

The mood of Highstorm is subdued as always, but still seems to be pleasant and joyous thanks to claiming the Iconoclast Oracle. Again, it’s worth noting, as the Oracle was contested and therefore rightfully theirs in the first place. Congratulations are given to more senior Shard-Bearers for their efforts, and those who have just arrived may be regaled with stories of bold heroism at the first battle in the Scorching Isles or stories of wits and cleverness at its reclaiming last month. However, these stories aren’t always true, exactly, as only the Shard-Bearers have been present for either conflict. It seems they’re getting a bit of mythology built around them by the public.

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 (CONCLUSION)

The Blight, a strange, time-related disease that had been ravaging Highstorm and Springstar both is finally being addressed concretely thanks to the efforts of a few Shard-Bearers (game-locked log) and unknowingly, of Aetós. While the cities are both still affected by the Blight, it’s now on the mend as the knowledge gained in the Scorching Isles is applied. For living things, a vaccine and medicinal potion has been developed, and for the environment, a technique has been developed to reverse the effects. Efforts are ongoing for each to eliminate the Blight from the cities entirely.
FURTHER DETAILS
  • Though the two cities are at war over the Oracles, the Blight is an area in which they’re unified because of the level of threat it presents to everyone. As such, the people of Highstorm and Springstar will both gladly accept help in distributing vaccines/potions or purifying the Blight from objects, regardless of their faction.
  • Distributing the vaccines and potions is quite standard, should you wish to assist with that effort, but both cities are offering monetary incentives for anyone willing to collect or donate its most important ingredients: gold, silver, or platinum (if you’re willing to kindly donate objects containing these materials to the cause), Turquoise Vitalia (a flower that grows in the highlands of World’s Edge), and Blue Lotus (a flower that’s springing up and growing rapidly near bodies of water in Highstorm).
  • You can also assist by purging the Blight from inanimate objects that are under its effects. Any Shard-Bearer who has Harmonized can be taught the process by some of the more senior NPCs that are in the bodies of government, but the basic process is simple. It requires a member of each faction, and similar to the purification of Discord, you’ll both push your faction’s energy into the object. As the process starts, you’ll innately sense that there’s a stronger presence of one energy over the other, and you’ll work together to equalize the energy.

CITIES IN RUINS

As part of the disastrous side effects of the Blight once ravaging the cities, large vines and roots have torn through the cities. This has created zones in them that are now uninhabitable because of collapsed buildings (which can be viewed for Highstorm and Springstar). There are efforts to rebuild both cities that are ongoing, but the unusual weather effects that were witnessed seem to be a bit more intense after a new batch of Shard-Bearers have arrived. This “unusual weather” can be pockets of thunderstorms of flurries, but they always carry additional effects such as (but not limited to) causing one to hear voices from the past or future, visual or auditory hallucinations of themselves from different timelines, pockets of space where old injuries, illnesses, or previously known physical conditions are re-experienced as if their body is going back in time. However, there are some new oddities that are also present...
FURTHER DETAILS
  • You may see ghostly specters of Shard-Bearers who have come and gone. Sometimes, they seem to notice that you’re there and flee deeper into the districts and disappear. Other times, they just go about what seems to be daily life in the district, though things don’t always match up. They might be leaning against a counter that’s no longer there, for example. Very rarely, you might even find one that you can have a conversation with, though not for long.
    • OOC, if your character is one that you’ve dropped, feel free to have them make a cameo reappearance. This is more a chance to give a little hello (or farewell!) to CR and is totally optional. We ask that you not make a toplevel for them (unless you’re planning on reapping them), but we’ve made a toplevel for these kinds of interactions here. We also encourage you to give some friendly (or maybe not so friendly) hauntings to new players!

POLITICAL TURMOIL

After new Shard-Bearers arrive and settle into their new homes (so much as they can), those that frequent Springstar will see that the tension of the welcoming forum wasn’t a one-off. Meridian is a faction with opinions and ideals that are as diverse as the worlds people hail from, and so not all are happy with Tribune Cyrus’s performance in leading the faction to lose the same Oracle twice. Debates spring up in restaurants and bars, but it’s only aided by two notable Springstar residents encouraging such debates. Desmond Ó Ruadháin and Agapitos Voreen both draw crowds in public places as they speak to the people that gather. Their talks are peaceful and encourage people of Springstar to talk amongst themselves… But they’re also distinctly political about the future of Meridian and Springstar.
FURTHER DETAILS
  • Desmond is the foreman who oversees how the unique architecture of Springstar is made, and as such as a deep connection and investment in peoples’ home worlds. When Desmond speaks, he brings people together and tells stories from his homeland and well as from others that he’s heard. It’s something he encourages for those gathered, though it does make the sting of the loss of the Oracle more worrying. If Meridian doesn’t get the Oracles, then they’ll never see home again. There’s an undercurrent in his speeches that having been born here and to a noble family that’s living in Springstar for generations, Cyrus can’t truly understand the stakes here. He may be a good Tribune during peace, but this is war.
  • Voreen is a businessman whose family owns several large shops throughout Springstar, and as such has a deep connection to the city and its people. When Voreen speaks, he brings people together by focusing on how Springstar itself is almost a miracle, and how it’s brought people from all walks of life together. His gatherings encourage people to get to know each other and to learn more about the people and the worlds they come from, since he deeply believes that the diversity of experience and knowledge is Meridian’s strength (…and frequent cause of arguments, it’s true). There’s an undercurrent in his speeches of a deep distrust of Zenith and especially of Yima. Anyone that offers you exactly what you want always has strings attached, right? Cyrus is too conciliatory towards Yima, and it makes Meridian as a whole seem weak. He may be a good Tribune during peace, but this is war.
  • This is also a situation that Yima is well aware of, and she’ll send a brief message to Zenite Shard-Bearers to inform them of the unrest brewing in Springstar… And that for those with a deft hand for such matters, it’s a good opportunity to encourage this unrest in whatever way they see fit. She makes it clear that if Springstar is busy with internal politics, it’ll be much easier to stop their occupation of Alenroux as well as ensuring that the city itself may not be able to provide resources or backup to its Shard-Bearers in the fights for the Oracles.

SMALLER CHANGES

PASTORAL PEACE (ALENROUX) Thanks to the ongoing efforts of both Shard-Bearers and Springstar’s military forces, Alenroux is now a much safer place to stay at night. While the threat of creatures roaming its lands isn’t negligible, the Southern portion of the island (close to the main Cornerstone) is now a place that can be inhabited by those willing to make the effort. Think of living there as being similar to living on the frontier—you have to build your own place to live and once night falls, you’re essentially on your own to protect yourself. Creatures will naturally gravitate towards anyone that chooses to set up a residence there as if they’re drawn to the life force, but so long as a home is well-fortified, it should be safe during the night. However, this does not apply the further North you go.

That said, while the people that work in (or just generally really like) Alenroux may be grateful to Springstar for its help in this regard, it does now seem unnecessary… Which is in large part thanks to Zenite efforts to undermine Springstar’s occupation. As a small town starts to be built around the Cornerstone, Springstar’s military or those that have been seen supporting it are treated with suspicion, if not openly told to leave. While the burgeoning community of Alenroux can’t said to be pro-Zenith (yet?), they’re definitely leaning decidedly anti-Meridian.

THE BALANCE OF POWER (KOWLOON) For those that have been in Kenos for a while and frequented the underground city of Kowloon, it’s been clear for a while that the drug den and bar Draumahol is under new management. Or, should we say, Draumah👁l? The establishment is now very openly owned by Silco, but anyone who spends enough time in the city to learn about its loose form of governance would also pick up that this means Silco has likely scooped up a position on the city’s “council”, though concrete confirmation of that is still hard information to get.

However, in a definitely unrelated point (it’s not), Meridian characters may find themselves running into more difficulty while in Kowloon. There’s no open hostility or even widespread distaste. It might seem more like bad luck unless Meri talk amongst each other. They may be more likely to be pick-pocketed or mugged, may find that some shops offer an arbitrarily higher price to them, etc. These are all free for players to decide, but should be on the level of being unlucky or a particularly bad day down in Kowloon rather than anything more serious.

OOC NOTES
  • Welcome to Kenos! As a reminder, all new players need an invite to apply to the game, which are now open. If you've previously gone through our invite process, you do not need to do so again, that said!
  • 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.

  • 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, all locations are listed here, but to make it even quicker! Highstorm + Springstar.
  • 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!
  • Finally, while absolutely not required for the TDM, if you'd like to get a headstart on catching up on the events of the game so far, we highly recommend giving the Plot So Far timeline a read. New players have found this page very helpful in orienting themselves within the game and its ongoing plot!

  • CODING
    viced: (Shifty)

    [personal profile] viced 2023-06-25 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
    Oh, er --

    [ He hadn't exactly thought there was going to be anyone around. Certainly not -- is she a fucking elf? -- christ, this is quickly turning out to be the weirdest apocalyptic dream he's ever had, and that's really saying something, considering how most of his dreams are these days.

    Once he's out, and still covered in dirt and detritus, he rubbed at the side of his face, leaving a smear of filth against the network of scars on the side of his face, before he started to rub at his jaw.
    ]

    Thanks, I was uh -- mostly just bitching? I didn't know there was anyone here --

    [ He looked around, but there isn't much he can...uh... find. It's just. Tree shit still. ]

    The fuck are we, anyway?

    [ Can you believe this motherfucker has run and won for higher office? ]
    viced: (Curiously)

    [personal profile] viced 2023-06-25 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
    [ See, it's easy to just say something like: "Well if you don't care about it, don't get involved, then" which is what he thinks about saying. The specter of his mother's long years of outreach, protesting, civics, and general involvement stilled his tongue, because he knew if he said something like that, he'd probably be doing her memory wrong.

    So his lips only thin, slightly, and he shook his head.
    ]

    I mean, I'd like to know? If I'm stuck here, it seems pretty important to know about this kind of thing, and learn a little more about it?

    Shit, if we're going to be involved in this place -- which I assume we would -- then we'll probably want to know the type of person we're going to be working with. [ Another long pause, and this time he rubbed at his chin, considering. ]

    Let's say there isn't a process, and someone stages a coup, right? What does that say about these people we'll be working with? Are they power hungry, and just trying to feed us a line? Should we follow them?

    I mean, politics like this is everything.

    [ Lord. He's all about this stuff. ]
    tohell: (pic#15768338)

    bring me your worst, i'm here for terrible things! btw, i already love this tragic sassy cat girl??

    [personal profile] tohell 2023-06-25 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
    [ It didn't matter if it was on Earth or Hell, when J was in full control of his powers, grievous wounds like these were trivial matters that took no time at all to recover from. After that, Aion had its own particular limitations that he'd grown accustomed to. Things are different now, and he's no longer in familiar stomping grounds.

    It's hard to know what Universal rules exist when it comes to healing, given that J is fresh off the boat. Up until now, he's yet to experience the limitations of growing limbs from scratch. It's obviously not working yet, but he's so accustomed to regeneration that the process of suddenly missing a vital portion of himself and having no clue as to when it will heal doesn't kickstart a panic response. Impatience is more the mood of the hour, which he's happy to exhibit to her turned back with squinted eyes and a nose scrunched up in distaste as she pelts him with Twenty Questions. ]


    While I'm flattered by your concern, it sounds like you have plenty enough to worry about when your limbs are that prone to detachment. [ The fact she goes out of her way to point out he's worse for wear than she is gives him reason to be cautious. It could be paranoia from seven hundred years worth of politicking, but every comment feels like an attempt at getting him to confirm potentially dangerous information. As a demon, it's too hardwired in J not to deflect when someone gets too close to sussing out the truth. ] Have you given any thought to what might happen if your legs decide to follow your arm's example and snap clean off?

    [ J already knows there's no chance of being hauled from his perch and carried to his awaiting chariot like a sack of flour. She's too small while J's form is fashioned in such grand proportions that it wouldn't work without risking a fall. He'll have to put in a little elbow grease of his own to get where he wants to go.

    With efficient movements he reaches to quickly tie his hair back with a bit of ribbon, keeping it out of the way while relocating himself. That done, it's just a matter of bracing his weight on the bench with the joints of pale wings, pulling the wheelbarrow's edge up close, and taking a leap of faith to toss himself into the wheelbarrow. The combination of all three sees most of his body safely inside and facing away from his chauffeur while his wings drape themselves over either side of the wheelbarrow. ]


    All right, I'm saddled up and ready to go. After you kindly pick up my belongings— [ Guess who found your arm, Shijima? This asshole. And he's going to use it just once like a horsewhip to strike at the air in front of him, directing her towards the district where the right accommodations might be found. ] Head off thataway!
    wolof: (Coy)

    [personal profile] wolof 2023-06-25 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Perhaps it is wiser to show suspicion, and if she had voiced it, Akua would have told her that it was logical to do so. Especially with her. There are plenty of do-gooders about that will do such things for free, of course, but Akua learned probably the most important lesson someone of her... villainous disposition could learn.

    The power of friendship, so she's weirdly into building relationships, whereas a few years ago, she may not have. Which is why she straightened, and looked upward, as if she's reading something from the air above her head.
    ]

    Hah, I've always found cloaks to be... substandard for protection. [ It's with an odd little smile, like a joke to herself! ]

    Let's see, I believe if I tether --

    [ A quick evaluation, looking upward, before -- ]

    There.

    [ The air shifts above her, as if there is a small gathering of clouds, like they have drawn moisture out of the air itself. It's no manipulation of Night, but with her sorcery, she can create clouds with a little bit of clever calculations. ]

    It will at least hold long enough for us to find something a touch more suitable.
    kinaesthesia: (9)

    [personal profile] kinaesthesia 2023-06-25 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
    [That tiny bit of relaxing on his end doesn’t go unnoticed by her. It’s funny, because politically savvy is hardly a word most would use to describe Gavial herself, but having a distaste for honeyed words and ulterior motives makes her hesitant enough not to go barreling into the whole mess here with reckless abandon. That, and being stubborn. That probably helps. Regardless, it means she and the newly-arrived stranger here are of one mind when it comes to this, at least.

    She eyes the retreating figure of that nearby party-goer with mild curiosity as she speaks.]


    I haven’t been here nearly as long as some others, but it seems like… well, gotta just go with the hand we’re dealt. See if we can’t puzzle out how we feel about ‘em as things go on.

    [Which requires a frustrating amount of patience, but her skill set is sorely lacking in anything relating to stealthy investigating and digging up secrets.]

    Wish I could’ve done that without picking a side already, but… [She shrugs, brows furrowing just slightly.] Well, it let me help people out here, so I can’t complain too much, I guess.
    wolfish: (regard)

    [personal profile] wolfish 2023-06-25 07:33 am (UTC)(link)
    [ In his brief time here, Yuri has quickly formed the impression that the pressure is on to choose a camp. He's already been dragged here from amidst one war and hardly fancies another. In some ways, it would be significantly worse with only two factions going up against each other, vying for power as they presently are.

    The lot of those like them, strangers to this place, must seem like simple ballista fodder. Yuri can see that possibility all too clearly, ruthless as he knows those driven to seize power can be. For now, though, the moves to be made are limited. ]


    I'd agree that it seems the way of it, from what I've gathered. [ The locals are quite vocal on some subjects, tight-lipped on others. Expectations are clear, as is a certain simmering tension. So he thinks, anyhow, as he folds his arms across his chest and shifts his weight. ] But is that to say you can't help people without hitching your cart to one or the other?

    [ Neutral camps could suffer the least or most, entirely owed to how those actually in conflict went about it... While Yuri may be a sellsword, he doesn't fancy pledging to some enigmatic leader he knows nothing of based on a premise he finds too outlandish to believe outright. ]
    prizeneck: (70)

    III

    [personal profile] prizeneck 2023-06-25 11:01 am (UTC)(link)
    The playing field was more even than most people are making it out to be. [Is a grousing reply that comes with, well, a roll of eyes that's hidden by dark lenses. Not that the people in Highstorm are looking at him in reverence after all. He's sort of a convert, in some eyes. A traitor in others. Definitely suspicious for all of them.] There were shard-bearers on the other side, too.
    prizeneck: (Default)

    ANNA this is the total opposite of Zag but. 3!

    [personal profile] prizeneck 2023-06-25 11:09 am (UTC)(link)
    [God you have so many replies already.

    It's not so much the size or the dark of the mass undulating through the market's crowd.

    It's the footsteps that make this guy's senses ring something dangerous.

    And the fact that he excused himself politely while reaching for an item on the stall.
    ]

    Don't bother. The vendor is going to try and scam you. [He says behind D, although he's not looking at him in particular.

    And, true enough, the vendor does throw in a ridiculous price for a simple item just because D looks like a newbie.
    ]
    warmare: (眼帯 二)

    [personal profile] warmare 2023-06-25 11:10 am (UTC)(link)
    [Youth is a strange concept to a jinba from the frontier breeding stables. Her kind matured faster than humans, died faster, too, and even the humans cut their topknots at thirteen or fourteen and called their boys "men". At sixteen she had been allowed upon the battlefield, and so what- What was age? What concerns her, more, is the strange ethereal touch to his looks that reminds her far more of the citizenry of Highstorm than Springstar. Such things are not absolutes... but they are enough to raise her suspicion, tied in with his suspicious lack of participation in anything else people have come to this meeting to do.]

    We may withdraw to a side room, if you are a modest man.

    [Those lines could sound rather forward and seductive (and shamelessly sudden) coming from a different person, but there is not a single drop of sensuality in her words or the clinical, serious look in the dark grey eye.]

    Or you could supply me with the name of the person who pulled you from the roots.

    [She never went to the Tree when the call went out that new shard-bearers had been birthed into the soil, but she knew some did... and she was a magnanimous woman, surely, that even in her suspicion she would offer him an alternative to prove himself truly newly arrived.]
    fishfearme: (wha)

    [personal profile] fishfearme 2023-06-25 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
    [Byleth blinked in mild surprise at that last titbit.]

    Ah, you... know about that?

    [Though, as soon as the question passed his lips, he remembered that he hadn't been overly subtle about that whole thing. In fact, he had all but ambushed people who had treated him very cordially, asking clumsily on how one showed their love for another person and what you can give them as a heartfelt gift.

    (With Ashe, in particular, it had caused a minor misunderstanding where the archer had thought Byleth was asking for dating advice... somewhat embarrassing for both sides when they realised the miscommunication)]
    appeale: (each time i'm still intact)

    [personal profile] appeale 2023-06-25 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
    You're... welcome?

    [ Hey, can you at least react a little bit?

    the shock from the most beautiful person Ruby has ever seen is dampened somewhat by her quick assessment that – like many of those who arrive in Kenos – this man is some brand of freakish. nobody should be so calm about crawling out of the dirt, and especially not when their last memories would be of somewhere entirely different. but perhaps she should just be grateful that the newcomer she's found herself saddled with is courteous, when she could have pulled up someone that would respond to the confusion of this whole situation with anger and violence. ]


    Are you alright, signore? [ she doesn't rise to her feet just yet, kneeling on the ground beside him while she waits to see whether he needs a moment to get his bearings. her expression is one of heartfelt concern, big blue eyes searching his face for any discomfort. ] I don't think the process is normally painful in any way, but I know it's a lot to take in...

    [ there is a brief glance over his body, too, as if she's checking him over for injuries, but—to be honest, she's mostly taking in the outfit. Are you from the Underworld movies or something? ]
    hauntedking: (07)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2023-06-25 02:08 pm (UTC)(link)
    ...speaking to someone rather frankly about my feelings. They have some kind of training in the matter and they've provided suggestions on how to deal with thoughts and urges I might find troubling. They... mostly listen. But they've started to help me better grasp some of the emotions that are in tumult.

    [ Dimitri starts slightly and gives Yuri an apologetic smile. ]

    ... you've just arrived and I'm burdening you with my troubles. I apologize, Yuri.

    [ Ah, he's still a bit self sacrificing. ]
    alliterating: (020)

    [personal profile] alliterating 2023-06-25 02:14 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Ugh. She gets it. Kinda. There's a lot going on and they don't understand half the stuff going on here, but a part of her also just doesn't want to care. If they hold elections or just kill each other over who's in charge, it doesn't impact her. She'll look at everything with suspicion either way.

    But she's never really been one for patience.
    ]

    If we stick around, sure. We'll be involved somehow. But whether they're power hungry or not doesn't matter! If they're worth following, they're worth following! And if they lie, then you handle it right then and there!

    [ Or maybe she just doesn't like admitting she's wrong, there's also that. ]

    Maybe you're overthinking it, old man.
    alliterating: (014)

    [personal profile] alliterating 2023-06-25 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
    Right, right. Shard-bearers. You sound like you've got some firsthand knowledge. Are you one of 'em?

    [ Obviously she is, too. But she's brand spanking new, too! ]
    sterngaze: (neutral: pensive)

    [personal profile] sterngaze 2023-06-25 02:22 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Two of them: full size… and travel size.

    Liem notes, when the man turns to regard him, that he has no visible companions, although he is quite certain he heard someone else speak to him just a moment ago. That is curious — but he does not wish to pry, and he opts not to mention it. At least, for the time being.
    ]

    Oh, I’m here mainly for the wares. I buy all my tea from this plaza; there is a fabric seller I enjoy visiting, also.

    [Judging by his current attire, Liem wouldn’t be caught dead wandering around all in plain black. The closest he ever gets is when he’s attired for work, but even his inquisitor’s robes are embroidered to give off an impression of wealth and prosperity, despite their functionality of purpose. Not that he has worn them in a long time, now, in this strange land.]

    But I am familiar enough with Mister Voreen’s reputation. His name is a prevalent one in this district; I have visited some businesses owned by his family, as well.

    From where comes your interest?
    cattish: (and i can only bark like them)

    [personal profile] cattish 2023-06-25 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ as Sentience tries to pull away, the claws only sink in deeper, Shijima trying not to lose her grip on the first solid thing she's found. a second paw wriggles free of the dirt and latches on as well, clutching at Senti's arm like a drowning person clinging to their rescuer. so when Senti yanks back to escape the awful little needlepoints digging into her skin—

    she pulls a small cat out of the ground with the movement. fortunately for her, it promptly releases its hold and drops to the ground. the fur that would usually be pristine and white is packed with soil, sticking out in every direction, thoroughly bedraggled. ]


    Rrrreow.

    [ the cat seems to be casting a baleful look up at Sentience. ]
    sterngaze: (neutral: commish)

    [personal profile] sterngaze 2023-06-25 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Liem has never before seen a woman like the one standing before him, but in the several months that he has been living in Kenos, he has become accustomed to meeting individuals of all kinds of different races, including those he never could have imagined existed when he was still living in his home country. Despite the shield of his sunglasses, he still does his best not to stare when she turns her attention fully upon him.]

    Not necessarily.

    [He takes a moment to tuck his little book away in a coat pocket, and laces his fingertips together upon his lap as he looks back up at her. It is plain enough from the woman’s questions that she is a new arrival to this world; he well remembers his own confusion upon his own arrival, and his frustration for lack of available answers.]

    Certainly there are many in both Springstar and Highstorm who disbelieve that the dream of the other city can exist at all. But it is truth that, with the power of an Oracle, great and terrible things are possible. With all of the Oracles at one’s command, who can say where the limits truly lie?

    This is the basis, ultimately, for these dreams that have been passed on to the inhabitants of this land. However, if there is a purpose for which all of us have been brought here, I do not yet know it.
    bakedapple: (screenshot // pensive)

    [personal profile] bakedapple 2023-06-25 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)
    Yes. We can't get home without them. And, the Zenites can't create their new world without them either. So... we're fighting over them.

    [ Link's expression falls to soft distress. ]

    The Zenith claimed the first Oracle that appeared. So... we're already behind the curve. But in order to go home, we have to have hope and keep fighting for them. No matter what.

    [ From his lowered tone of voice, it seems this topic actually distresses him much more than he's letting on. This might not be your Link, Midna, but can you imagine your Link ever abandoning his duty to save Hyrule? Such a thing is just as unfathomable to this Link, too. ]

    ...but, well. When it comes to what the Oracles actually are, we don't know either. The first one was this strange little effigy that we found in an alternate version of Kenos, but... I don't think that was the Oracle itself. Maybe more like a vessel for whatever it really is.
    flagbearing: (33)

    springstar

    [personal profile] flagbearing 2023-06-25 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Those eyes...............they're boring into his soul.

    Never let it be said he's abandoned a lady in need though, and he's quick to acknowledge the silent cry for help (?), peeling himself away from the stall he's been perusing to amble over, an easy-going smile on his face as he crouches down to meet her at eye-level. ]


    Hey, are you lost? Need some help finding where to go? I give great directions, you know.
    flagbearing: (11)

    [personal profile] flagbearing 2023-06-25 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ the real question is if D is oozing his sexy vampire aura—

    But apparently that offhand comment is enough to spark his interest (in something other than D's ravishing good looks) and Elysium straightens, his smile fading as it's replaced by a small 'oh' of surprise. ]


    Wait, you know Rhodes Island? I didn't think anyone here would. [ No one else he's talked to has recognized the name, after all. ] Are you one of Dr. Kalt'sit's business connections?
    damnpire: (pic#15946976)

    [personal profile] damnpire 2023-06-25 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
    [That's alright. Sometimes, it takes a minute.

    The strange thing is D waits very patiently for Byleth to try, to continue. He doesn't look annoyed, or disgusted. They really just have the same sort of disposition.]


    No thank you.

    [This isn't offered unkindly. He has a strange sort of courtesy about him, something a little chivalrous, if anything. It does not at all match the aesthetic he's standing here exuding.]

    Don't let me stop you.
    envoyoftwilight: (she breaks down and cries)

    [personal profile] envoyoftwilight 2023-06-25 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)
    I was under the impression that if they have food put out, it is likely a welcome to those of us in attendance. I doubt they mean to accept anything I might have arrived with.

    [From a rupee sense, Midna is running on empty, so it's not as though she could pay anyway. How convenient.]

    If they suggest payment, then I have some ideas in mind to confront that as well.

    [Could be stealing. Could be sweet talking their way into some plates of food. The possibilities with this woman are endless.]
    envoyoftwilight: (you'll be the lonely one)

    [personal profile] envoyoftwilight 2023-06-25 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Midna listens more closely than it may seem that she is. It's as simple as helping with work? Not that she'd consider herself much of a helper to begin with. If it furthers her agenda, then certainly, that's all well and fine. Otherwise...]

    An unfortunate side-effect of helping others, then. I'll be sure to help minimally.

    [The impish smile that falls over her features is easy and free, perhaps an additional confirmation that Midna does appear to mean that.]

    By the same logic, then, if that other city needed help and you just so happened to be helping there, then it would result in the same, wouldn't it? Some wouldn't see the harm in playing both sides if you were just helping people.

    [She makes it sound so much more gracious. She'd never get caught in that situation herself and much the way she did in earlier days of Link's own heroisms, Midna finds all of this selfless talk amusing at best. And very ill-fitting of someone like her.]
    fishfearme: (gentle neutral)

    [personal profile] fishfearme 2023-06-25 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
    Alright, if you're sure.

    [It seemed a bit odd to him to not take advantage of the free food and stock up on provisions while you could. While Springstar didn't struggle for food, years of experiencing food insecurity thanks to the mercenary lifestyle and the few famines that graced had Fódlan in its history had him compulsively hording food whenever he could get his hands on it. Every mercenary worth their salt knew that having a half-mouldy bread roll was better than nothing on the long march between jobs.

    So, he turned back to the table and took the closest thing to him: a red apple. His satchel was rather full now, so it was time to actually eat; and he did so by taking a solid bite out of the apple with a satisfying crunch - letting one catch a brief glimpse of perhaps sharper canines than the normal human had.]


    ...

    [As he chewed, he returned to his new favourite activity of staring at D unabashedly - though, this time he remembered to blink more often. He really was intriguing to look at. Much like spotting a pretty vista, Byleth felt compelled to simply observe and let his thoughts wander... though, even he knew that one couldn't stare silently at a person without eventually being questioned about it. Never mind that was what he was doing right now, but this man didn't seem to mind. He hadn't shooed him away yet.]

    You're new here. [It was a statement.] Are you adjusting fine?
    envoyoftwilight: ("why would she treat us)

    [personal profile] envoyoftwilight 2023-06-25 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Substandard. Probably true, on that account. In the Twilight, it seems to really serve real no purpose except Midna's personal sense in fashion. Or what little there may be, appearance considered.

    Her attention turns, hanging onto what follows. It's... magic, is how she would describe it. Probably not too terribly unlike some of the other manipulating tactics she ordinarily has at her disposal. In this place, right now, she feels as if she doesn't have any of them. She feels a sense of longing for them at the demonstration. Magic is, in so many ways, what defines her and her role. She feels like less a being without them.]


    Now that's very impressive. Could it be that you're a native here? I couldn't even offer up the smallest little flash of dark on my arrival. I don't have the intentions of becoming a permanent citizen, so I trust that's not a requirement to start moving about the skies.

    [Or the accents in the skies. Either way, she looks pleased. Perhaps a touch appreciative, though it's difficult to tell with the lopsided curve in her mouth. Lifting a hand, she gestures, as if she might beckon them along, though the truth is she hasn't the faintest on where they ought to go.]

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