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beleos ([personal profile] beleos) wrote in [community profile] kenoslogs2022-10-14 03:08 pm

TDM + GAME OPENING 🎉

Who: Shard-Bearers, new and old
What: Seeds take root
Where: The Tree of Life, Highstorm, Springstar
When: October 14th and onwards
Warnings: Potential for (mild) body horror, death, dismemberment


I. 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.

II. MORAL HAZARD
There are new Shard-Bearers at the Tree of Life, and Yima has asked that the earlier arrivals go to greet them and help them. These aren’t people from Horos, after all, so they’ll have many, many questions. As Yima explains, the roots of the tree rise up to create caverns underneath, and it’s there you’ll find the new Shard-Bearers. And indeed, with careful steps to not slip on the mossy roots, down you go. Perhaps Communion will help you find the new Shard-Bearers, but it might be a confusing process for them.

The roots all start to look the same, to the point that you’re sure that you’ve already been through this passage. You turn around, and most of the people you had come here with are gone, if not all of them. It’s confusing and unsettling, and strangest of all.. You’re starting to feel ill, even if that wasn’t something normally possible for you. But continuing forward, you do eventually find an unfamiliar face of a new Shard-Bearer. They look no better than you feel.

Before introductions, however, roots around you shift suddenly until you’re enclosed in a room together. From the roots, a face forms in the wall. It speaks in a creaking, uneven tone, as if it weren’t used to speaking at all.

Give to take. A sacrifice. To live.

LET'S PLAY A GAME...

As the Dryad will explain, characters are now trapped in a room and have been poisoned by the spores that the lichens underfoot release. An antidote lays beyond the roots the dryad has curled around you, but to access it, you must make a sacrifice.

Characters can pick one of the following options, but the decision must be made unanimously. If one character takes a drastic action (such as murdering another), it’s counted as a failure for the group.

  • Each of you must offer up a personal/treasured memory. The memory will be shared in Communion with all characters assembled, and then will be destroyed. No character will retain the memory or memory of its Communion.
  • Each of you must offer up something physical. A finger, a toe, an ear, it’s your choice. The dryad will offer a knife if this is chosen that will sever the body part of choice cleanly and immediately stop any bleeding.
  • Offer up another. Kill one person in the room.
  • Refusing is also a valid option. Characters will get more ill as they debate until they start to find it difficult to breathe, and they’ll die quickly after.
The following is OOC knowledge that will not be known IC: The consequences of this game are about intent, and thus are not real. When characters are freed from the tree’s thrall, they’ll have their memories/body parts/life intact.

This can be done in groups of 2 to 4 players, and Loremasters recommend three if you can swing it! It’s more fun when you get in philosophical debates, right? Regardless, when your group comes to a decision, please record it here. These don’t have to be fully threaded out to be recorded, so the conclusion can be discussed OOC if you prefer. Actions can be submitted until October 21st, after which groups will be informed of what comes of their choice…

When a group receives the antidote, they'll be released from the tree's thrall... But will have a hard time waking up. It feels like something has grabbed onto their spine.

III. DREAMING OF HOME
You may wake with a start from your deliberations (or arguments) with a jolt of pain from the base of your spine as something is pulled away rapidly. A dark-haired man who looks to be in his thirties or so holds you carefully, but as soon as you start to regain your senses, he sets you back and holds up his hands.

Woah— Woah there, it’s fine! The tree was, uh, trying to take you back is all. You’re fine now.

As long as you’re not going to attack him, he offers a friendly smile and a hand to shake.

Name’s Cyrus. Sorry about the rude awakening. Let’s get your friend here unhooked too.

And indeed, glancing over, you can see the person you met in that room laying nearby, and it looks like a vine has snaked underneath them to exactly where something had just been pulled from you… Best not to think about it, maybe. Or if you've been unlucky enough to be one of the last people rescued, you might find vines and roots starting to grow into your skin. It's fine!

CYRUS, THE TRIBUNE

Cyrus is the NPC heading up the Meridian Faction, and is available to thread with under this header. Cyrus has come to the Tree of Life to help rescue the Shard-Bearer’s from the Tree, so he’s not going to be inclined to explain too much right away, since he’s on a mission, but he’ll stick around once everyone is successfully freed from Prompt 2 to speak with anyone that wants to. The following is just an OOC summary of information in case you do not need to thread with Cyrus:

Cyrus will gladly introduce himself to everyone, and will further explain his position in Meridian and Springstar (see the NPC Page) and the goals of Meridian itself (see the Faction Page, save for the italicized section). But most importantly, he’ll explain that he knows it sounds like something overly optimistic. It’s fair to be skeptical. He’ll produce a small glass bead from a bag he’s carrying. It looks like the necklace he wears, though not lit up. He’ll explain that the force of Meridian is a gift and can be a tether to your home, if you let it. As his fingertips light up, the energy is infused into the bead, which he’ll hand to you.

Taking the bead into your hands, you’ll take a bird’s eye view of your home world as if your consciousness is split, since you’ll still perceive standing in front of Cyrus at the tree. Rather than a vision, the view of your world is absolutely real, you’re certain. It’s a glimpse at the world that you thought destroyed, and if you focus on a particular place or a particular person, you’ll find the view shifting rapidly to it. No one you watch is aware of your presence, but simply continues about their daily life, whatever that is. But after about a minute, the view will fade as the light in the bead also fades.

That’s an iliachtida, a sunbeam, and when infused with Meridian’s light, allows someone Harmonized to it to check in on their world, he explains. It also acts as an anchor that tethers their soul to their world in the Timestream. With it, their world can’t entirely disappear, so eventually, they can go home. It’s a gift he’ll allow anyone that wants it to keep it, but indeed, they’ll be unable to use it again without first Harmonizing to Meridian.

To help manage threadload for the Loremasters playing Cyrus, we ask that you only tag him with the character you are most likely to app. Similarly, new tag-ins will not be accepted after Monday, October 17th.

III. SPRINGSTAR, αιώνιος ήλιος
After your ordeals at the Tree of Life, perhaps you’re drawn to Springstar, the city of eternal sun and the seat of Meridian.

It’s currently (and fittingly) Spring in Springstar, and the bustling city is coming back to life after finishing up winter. It’s not as if the winters are especially harsh here, but you’ll quickly get the sense that the people of Springstar are vivacious and happy to celebrate. You’ll find the Entertainment District to be the liveliest, whether it’s at a rowdy bar or a brothel, but no matter what, you’re welcome with open arms and without question.

Of course, if you’d just like to use the chance to explore the city alongside your fellow Shard-Bearers, that’s fine too. It’s easy to get lost in the crowds of Springstar and see all the city has to offer.

IV. HIGHSTORM, луны-близнецы
Or maybe Highstorm, the city of twin moons and the seat of Zenith is more to your liking. It’s certainly the quieter of the two cities and is a relaxing, meditative place if that’s what you prefer. The chill in the air is constant, since it’s Autumn in Highstorm and the eternal night doesn’t help keep things warm, exactly. Snow isn’t out of the question at this time of the year, but it’s beautiful in the moonlight.

Because of the cooler weather than Highstorm is prone to, you’ll find many of its delights inside rather than outside. Libraries and museums are popular in the more introspective city, though it’s easy enough to find something that might please you. For example, the indoor hot baths are popular at this time of the year too. You’ll find the people are kind, if cool-tempered, though if you mention the fact that you’re a Shard-Bearer or allied with Zenith, they’re more likely to warm up.

Though much like Springstar, it may just be more interesting to explore the city with a fellow Shard-Bearer. And as a resident may warn you, it’s best to stay in the city. Wandering out into the marshes and forests isn’t advised. Of course, if you do, just contact a Loremaster to find out why. ♥

NOTES
  • Welcome to Kenos! As a reminder, all players are required to fill out an application, which are now open. This does include characters/players from Aion Teleos, so please don’t forget to fill one out! Any character/player that does not submit an application will be swept from the communities and the Discord after applications close.
  • Activity Check is optional this month, but is highly recommend so Christy can check her fancy program so that you can earn Activity Reward Tokens! Activity will be able to be submitted shortly after applications close. You can find more about how we do AC here.
  • 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 happens sometimes, since not every soul has a strong tether to Kenos and sometimes return to the Timestream. They’re fine and may even return to Kenos one day, but for now weren’t able to make the full journey.
  • 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 saved 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!

    FOR NEW PLAYERS:

  • New players are welcome to join our Discord Server if you haven't already!
  • When they emerge from their cocoon/the ground, characters may be wearing their normal clothes, or they might be 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 in which Faction they'd be drawn to.
  • New characters will not have access to any canon abilities on the TDM.
  • Your character will be offered temporary housing either at the Heliopolis district or Yima's manor for the first few weeks after their arrival. They will also be given a stipend for basic supplies like clothing and personal effects, and food is served in the cantina (Heliopolis) and at regular meal times in the Dining Room (Yima's manor). Once they Harmonize, they will get personal permanent chambers and a fancy retainer in their Faction's city. Wow! 🌈

    FOR OLD PLAYERS:

  • Characters may be Harmonized to their Faction (if that makes sense for the character, of course!) by the time of this log. This is more for IC reference, and just wait until application acceptance to do the OOC paperwork!
  • General reminder that your character won't have access to their powers until they have Harmonized.

  • CODING
    pyojeol: (pic#15847970)

    DONT JUST SHOUT FOR HELP

    [personal profile] pyojeol 2022-11-10 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
    Not yet, but I'm probably gonna pick Meridian.

    [She agrees with Matsui though, about how this decision shouldn't be made lightly. If it was really up to her, then she wouldn't have made one at all. Unfortunately, she thinks Dokja will side with Meridian, which means she'll have to because who else is gonna look after that loser (affectionate) if not HER... ]

    I've already done this faction bullshit before so doing it again... sucks. [it just does!!! it sucks!!] On the plus side, it doesn't look like anyone's gonna force people to side with them.

    [feels like a very LOW BAR tbh]
    oomfies: (✨ pic#15954947)

    [personal profile] oomfies 2022-11-10 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Ah, she sees (she doesn't). She nods to show she understands (she doesn't). Lottie's extend of how not all one-size it is is what he's telling her at this moment and the knowledge of being crossfaded. Her nails gently thrum against the glass in her hand as the smoke from his cigar taints the air, ]

    ..Experiencing?

    [ The word, in this context, sits weird on her mouth. This, out of everything else he says, is the only thing she's willing to explicitly make clear she has no concept of what the hell he's saying. ]

    Experiencing what??
    cutlery: please do not take! (that's soda pressing)

    au where he drops her and has to tell silco "so about jinx actually,"

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-11-11 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
    [ He’s at least either the world’s best or worst demon, depending on the criteria you use to judge… When Jinx leaps out, Sebastian plants his feet firmly as he reaches forward distinctly less delicately to catch her wrist for a firmer grip. Like the acrobatic leaps, there’s an easy hint in that grip that he’s not exactly what he outwardly presents as since it’s strong, but not enough to be painful. To say nothing of the fact that he seems to have no problem bearing her weight—His feet only shift slightly forward as her weight pulls him a bit.

    So, unsurprisingly, he hoists her up with ease, and once her feet are firmly planted on the rooftop, he gives an easy smile with his answer. ]


    Oh, I am a demon.

    [ It’s as casual as if she had asked what his sign was… But at least here in Kenos, it’s been rare to find anyone that has too negative of a reaction to it. ]
    oomfies: (✨ partnership.)

    [personal profile] oomfies 2022-11-11 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Oh, so he was working for a rich family? A British rich family?? In England??? In the 1800s???? The bow comes off as more regal when she puts those pieces together, far more endearing and pleasing to her eyes than if it was some random dude doing it. Her eyes dart down to the hands that smooth out the creases, minuscule as they are, on his jacket.

    She's impressed. ]


    The whole house? That's crazy.

    [ Lottie can barely even manage to clean her own!!! Or function really, but, details. She clears her throat, more for herself, before introducing her own occupation with mild fanfare (a smile, a hand to her chest, no bowing but she does tilt her head up in pride). ]

    I was a fashion blogger, [ decidedly the less cringy™ thing to say about her occupation ] I made content every day for my fans to enjoy. A lot of it included going to new places that opened up, partnerships with brands, advice columns, interviews, and fashion. My traveling was around the United States, but also to other places.. Like your neck of the woods!
    cutlery: please do not take! (that's about 10 3/4 fluffs)

    i'm getting less of them with every tag (fond)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-11-11 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Sebastian absolutely does not mind alien speak since… he’s sure about to do the same… ]

    Indeed. It is a very effective way to convey ideas and a story as well. The more showy a performance, the more memorable its presentation and messages, or at least that is what I noticed.

    [ He nods sagely, like this is totally normal, but his expression lightens as he gets to something mildly more normal. ]

    Ah, though that aside, it is simply just entertainment! The group my master created was very popular indeed. I was simply the one training them for performances and meeting their fans and the like, but my former master was devilishly clever in his marketing and branding. I am proud to say that we very quickly outshone a rival group.
    subsist: (pic#15697786)

    [personal profile] subsist 2022-11-11 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
    [ It's almost ironic how Rosaria manages to touch on the exact reason why choosing between Khaenri'ah and Mondstadt became so difficult. No matter how hard he tries, Kaeya knows that he can never forget who he is, and where he's from. The nation of Khaenri'ah decided that he was going to be their last hope, but then Mondstadt took him in and showed him what it was like to be loved (even if he lost most of it, in the end). ]

    ... No, I suppose it won't be that easy. And I don't expect it to be.

    [ After all, he's still clinging to the memory of someone in the shape of a shard that he keeps with him at all times. ]

    You'll figure it out, I'm sure. And I'm here if you ever need anything.

    [ He wants to make sure she knows that. He was alone for most of his time in Horos, but at least Rosaria doesn't have to suffer through the same thing he did. ]
    subsist: (pic#15626851)

    [personal profile] subsist 2022-11-11 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
    [ A mess to untangle, huh. Sounds like this man has a lot of things to work through now that he's been given this second chance, but he won't press for any further information. It's now his turn to be interrogated, and he's left wondering just how much he should share, exactly.

    Then again, it's not like most parts are worth keeping as secrets. If he doesn't say them, then surely others will in his place. ]


    Something like that, but it's quite different from how things are here. Back at Horos... [ A beat passes, leaving him to consider how to put this. ] Things were a lot more dismal. Almost hopeless, sometimes.

    [ He sighs, staring idly at his drink. ]

    I belonged to the faction that had a tyrant for a figurehead. I'm sure you can imagine the things we were made to do. They won't make for an interesting story, I'm afraid.
    superbshot: <user name=malagraphic> (Talk Happy)

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-11-11 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
    [Caitlyn hadn't really bothered thinking about food, and had just ordered the same thing Ciel did. It couldn't be bad, she thought, or the woman wouldn't have ordered it. Right?]

    I meant simply that this place seems to suit you. You obviously like the people here.

    [Or you wouldn't put up with them teasing you and being nosy. At least, that's what she assumes.]
    warmare: (掴む)

    [personal profile] warmare 2022-11-11 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
    [It’s not an answer Hayame wants to hear. He can’t say? There’s too many to know?

    The wizard moves on to another fur, but Hayame suddenly moves closer to him, looming over and casting a shadow that blacks out the sun- a dramatic consequence of her height and styled, long black hair. It isn’t to look closer at the fur he’s holding, either.]


    Those bead things that he has.

    [She can’t pronounce the name well. Ith… Icth… The sun beads, the one that showed the person holding them their worlds.]

    Are they magic? Are they bewitched to steal memories from our heads, or not?

    [The look on her face is… intense. Howl has the dubious pleasure of being the only person she’s seen use magic quite so easily as he has, or act like a master at it, so-

    She wants to know.

    She doesn’t care about eyepatch leather anymore.]

    [personal profile] expiera 2022-11-11 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
    [Propping an elbow onto the table, she leans a puffing cheek into her palm. Does it really look that way? Then again, she's well aware that she can't fault Caitlyn for her observations with context of all their other interactions prior to Kenos. Lack of a war and high tension between the sides really changes dynamics between people, who would've figured?]

    It's not like I don't know how to act in normal circumstances. Things wouldn't be very different if I was hired at a another restaurant, though commission based work is more profitable when you're good at being social.

    [Also getting along with your employer is not a bad thing, so of course she'll follow her boss' flow as long as it's nothing outrageous? But she's not about to say that out loud, so ahem. Not that she's trying to pass off working to promote an eatery as very srs bsns either, just stating the facts! Geez... Is it really much of a deal however big or small, Perceiving her making a living in a new world free of the Kenoma?]
    cutlery: please do not take! (I can confirm this is how you sports)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-11-11 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Sebastian nods with an appreciative smile, since technically, he doesn’t have much of a choice with the red, but. He does agree! Though it might also just be his vanity in that case, so, hm,

    Though there’s no further comment given to that, since the rest of what Liem says is much more interesting. He makes a light sound of interest and surprise as he nods again, though his hand does come up to hover at his chin thoughtfully. ]


    Ah, goodness. Certainly more common than where I was summoned to, from the sounds of it. I will admit, I have helped a handful of masters maneuver their lineage into nobility, including kingship, but these were a very long time ago. It was also never anything close to civil war to do so, just court intrigue and politicking.

    [ He makes a thoughtful noise, since now that he thinks about it, that same “job” would be exceptionally more difficult nowadays, wouldn’t it? Ciel’s noble title had been easy to obtain because his birthright was close enough… But it was also something he had done himself rather than use the demon’s help. ]

    Why, I imagine if any of my kind were asked to do such a thing, it would likely be rejected. [ Or accepted with extremely underhanded terms to not have to actually accomplish it at all, but that he keeps to himself. ] We do rather enjoy an existence where we are thought of as myth or allegory, and such an open conflict would pull that curtain back rather thoroughly.
    sterngaze: (neutral: pensive)

    [personal profile] sterngaze 2022-11-11 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
    [See? Integrity. Pasta or no pasta, he doesn't really think Minegishi is in danger of running off on him. Liem rewards the surly proclamation with a small, contented smile.

    Then he pushes away from the table and rises back to his feet. The armful of washed utensils Minegishi has gathered is going to make it difficult for him to accomplish anything without possibly dropping something, so Liem reaches over and pulls open a counter drawer himself. Eating utensils are stacked neatly inside, according to type and size.
    ]

    Small utensils here.

    [He pulls open another drawer next to it, this one containing a variety of spatulas, mixing spoons, and other implements.]

    Large ones here. Ingredients go up in the cupboards.

    [Liem picks a sink and starts filling it with water, letting the tap run while he gathers the modest collection of used dishes still scattered about the counter. The half-filled pan he leaves at Minegishi's request; most of the others only sport dregs stuck to their edges or clumped in small forgotten mouthfuls, so he just scrapes their contents directly into the food waste bin.

    But he does keep an unobtrusive eye on Minegishi, just in case he needs it.
    ]
    cutlery: (set phasers to stunning.)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-11-11 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
    Oh, it depends entirely on the story! Some are nothing more than imagination, but every once in a while, there’s a truth buried in there. Whether that is from coincidence or knowledge, though… [ He shrugs ] Who could say?

    [ That part is easy to answer, so he starts with that. Amos’s question, though… He makes a thoughtful noise that’s soft enough to be lost in the noise of the bar, and there’s a further pause added as the bartender drifts back over their way, and Sebastian does lean forward to catch his attention. They have a brief conversation since as it turns out, he does want to know what it’s like to be drunk, at least a little. So a recommendation is made for something that might affect some of the creatures with stronger constitutions in Kenos, and off they go to fetch the bottle. But it gives him time also to consider the question since it’s a surprisingly difficult one to answer. ]

    I believe I am still trying to figure that out, to be honest. I believe I grew very used to my position of power and knowledge in my world. There are lost histories of Earth that I remember clearly simply because I was there to see them made. I was immortal, and there were few things in the realms that could truly harm me. I suppose I grew complacent with that! Yet it is not so here. I had the experience of dying while in the roots of the Tree. It was… interesting.

    [ He laughs and gives a little shrug, so clearly this wasn’t anything he was overly concerned with or affected by. ]

    I want to experience all of the new things this world has to offer if I were to name something that catches my interest. Yet that also feels so broad as to be a poor answer!
    cutlery: (tell her you want to be pegged)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-11-11 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Luckily, Lottie is saved from Sebastian complaining about his incompetent (now former) coworkers, since her own job genuinely interests him! There’s a fair amount of it that’s a bit beyond him considering the year he’s from, but he can pick up enough in context to apply it to what he does know. That, and luckily his former master was also rather on the cutting edge of marketing because of his ruthless business acumen… ]

    Oh, how interesting. It sounds a bit similar to an advertising venture my master had tried out… It was a bit cutting-edge for our time, so I suppose he was on the right track after all.

    [ He laughs gently at the thought as if it were nostalgic. Which, sort of. The whole affair of helping out Ms. Diaz to replace Ciel’s horrible mascot character had been funny since it was really Sebastian’s idea, but. ]

    I admit, I do not know much of that kind of work. Did you enjoy it?
    ktizo: (🎶 i'll find you)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-11 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
    [He can't help but to seem surprised in turn at the idea of the authorities killing and maiming people in order to enforce their rules. He tries to imagine the Convocation being so ruthless, but he can't.]

    How awful. I had no idea.

    [That is to say, he was told how Silco is terrible, but not why he's like that. Hythlodaeus wonders if it has anything to do with Silco's appearance now.

    Truly, it simply sounds like both "sides" are as bad as one another. Violence shouldn't be the answer. There's no pity in his eyes when he steadily meets Silco's gaze, at least. Silco doesn't seem like a man who needs it.]

    I see that I have much to learn about you and your world, Silco. Perhaps attempting to do so here and now isn't the wisest idea. I will save any further questions for when we have that drink!

    [He can only hope Silco will be as open to answering questions then. He offers him a smile.]

    My apologies for stealing away your time. Please consider the drink we have to be my treat when the time comes.
    ktizo: (🎵 guiding lighting the way)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-11 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
    "A pity indeed, but there is little to be done about it now."

    Even if he spent quite a lot of time in the aftermath feeling useless because he couldn't think of anything.

    "So, the memory you gave up- what happens if you try to recall it now? Is there simply nothing?"

    He doesn't know that the effects of the tree weren't permanent, he just assumed that the reason Dextera came back was because his Shard was intact.
    ktizo: (🎵 stories sown along the way)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-11 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
    Hythlodaeus rolls his eyes good-naturedly and looks to Cid as if to ask 'what can I do?'

    "Ah, the great and eminent Emet-Selch has decided this conversation is at an end, I see. My apologies for the abrupt departure, but I should go with him."

    After all, they were talking before Cid arrived, and deciding to stick around and talk to Cid instead would be rude. "But! I should like to speak with you again soon, my friend."
    ktizo: (🎵 and yet our hope remains)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-11 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
    Space... I see.

    [Hythlodaeus doesn't know much about ships, but he has had some experience with space.]

    The great universe around us. I have been to the very ends of it, though only briefly. And certainly, I did not use a ship to get there.

    [Therefore, he's clueless about Amos' job.]

    If I might ask- why only four of you, if the ship was made for eighteen?
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    [personal profile] zauneyete 2022-11-11 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
    Hm? Everything, I suppose.

    [ Everything. One thing. Nothing. There were so many ways to experience, even Silco, in his oddly resistant ways knew that. ]

    Or nothing. Or a single thing. Those are the most...popular types, at parties. [ Hands spread, explaining. ]

    Normally, they're quite popular because of the lights, and the music. From what I've heard, it makes everything feel closer, more intense.

    [ He'd never really bothered to take them. The promise of losing control had always won the war. ]
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    [personal profile] zauneyete 2022-11-11 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
    [ Silco's lips curled, the barest hint of a smile. Of course he hadn't heard that. Silco was well aware of how the Enforcer liked to speak ill of him -- speak of his flaws, and the misery he'd "inflicted" on Zaun, without the context of the misery they'd lived with.

    After all, he'd grown up working in the mines, and he knew Piltover's children experienced nothing like that.

    What a place of privilege, to find the one black spot in a sea of it, and say that it was the one causing all of the problems. That he was the reason Zaun was the way it is -- discounting the poverty they'd all grown up in.
    ]

    Ah, yes, of course. Your drink.

    You find me, and you can... feel free to buy me one. [ He didn't need it, but he would accept. Drinks were not such a debt that he could not repay. ]

    I'm sure you'll come up with plenty of...questions, in the time before then, hm?

    [ He folded his hands, but it was not unpleasant. There had been no judgement from the man, and no pity, something that rankled Silco. It was, at least, a sign of respect, that he hadn't pitied him. ]
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    [personal profile] sterngaze 2022-11-11 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Having tucked his gloves away, Liem unbuttons the top of his coat and folds his scarf neatly over his arm as he steps further into the cozy, fire-warmed room. He walks, curious, over to where Howl is still speaking to the flames in the hearth, and is rewarded by the sound of an unfamiliar voice and the sight of eyes peeping at him from the bright orange glow.

    He returns the gaze, peering down at the eyes with straight-backed interest.
    ]

    Hello, [he says when the wizard introduces him.

    The prospect of being introduced to a pile of burning logs doesn't seem to faze him at all, though his keen attention suggests the experience is, at the very least, a novel one.
    ]

    How do you do?
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    🥳

    [personal profile] sterngaze 2022-11-11 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
    [For a long moment, Liem considers Hayame's question in silence. Where will he go, now that he has been given the power to choose? What will he do? He is only a man, despite the weight of destiny that those from Horos and Kenos alike have tried to place on him. He has no divine insight that would allow him to choose the right path with surety, nor can he ask the Lord whose wisdom might have helped him in the past.

    Guidance from the divine was never a guarantee, though. Even in his own country, the judgement he's relied on has by necessity almost always been his own.
    ]

    I'm going to pray.

    [For the ritual of it, mostly. For the chance to lay his questions nakedly out, to take stock of his knowledge and his options, to better understand his own duties and motives.]

    And then, I'm going to find a guiding star. And I'm going to start walking.
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    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-11 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
    I'm sure I will, yes.

    [He stands, smiling down at his new acquaintance. Maybe he'll have a few more questions for Caitlyn too, given what he now knows.]

    Until then, I fare you well.

    [For his part, he'll go out and look around a little more. Maybe he should make a note of where the bars here are. Waving merrily, he sweeps off and towards the door.]
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    [personal profile] epiprocta 2022-11-12 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Gen only gives another noncommittal grunt in response to Liem's instructions, boots scuffing against the floor when he turns away and --

    quietly gets to work.

    Turns out, despite all his grumbling and griping, Gen's the type to function just fine once he's set to a physical task and told to go. He's silent other than the clink of silverware and wooden handles as he dumps the armful of utensils on the countertop to sort them out and slot them into their appropriate homes. The furrow of his brow makes it clear he might not enjoy the task -- and who would, given how mindless and tedious it is -- but he moves as efficiently as he can with one arm, then shuts the drawer without slamming it once he's finished with the small utensils.

    It's only once he's halfway through putting away the larger utensils that he happens to look up and notice Liem looking. ]


    ... what. I'm doing like you told me. [ Not that Liem even said anything??? Gen huffs regardless, ducking his gaze aside once more as he puts away a wooden spoon. ] These're all light so it goes fast. 'm used to dealing with heavier tools.
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    [personal profile] settingup 2022-11-12 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Well that lightens his expression at least, as he blinks slowly, a dumbfounded look crossing his face. ]

    Huh?

    [ He needs a lot of things, but not necessarily anything people can here can give him. ]

    I got no idea what you're askin' or offerin', but I already got a roof over my head, and food, and all that.