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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
    impiety: (Default)

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-10-17 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
    [ There is another slight quirk of his lips. ]

    You do quite a good job at that, miss--?
    subsist: (pic#15624554)

    [personal profile] subsist 2022-10-17 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
    Even if it's a long story, I'd argue that we have some time before the heat becomes dangerous enough for both of us. Or we can always save the details over a drink or two.

    [ Kaeya doesn't seem too bothered by Dimitri's embarrassment. He takes it as a sign to go first— ]

    In any case, there's nothing too exciting about my own story. I like to tell others that I inherited this eyepatch from my grandfather, who was an infamous pirate, but what really happened is...

    [ He trails off. Not so much for dramatic effect, but because a memory makes itself known right there and then. He tries not to think about a sword covered in bright flames while he continues. ]

    A dragon caught me off-guard when I was minding my own business. I suppose it didn't take kindly to having its young snatched from its nest.
    impiety: (that incredible pain you feel)

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-10-17 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
    It's one that told me that my world was destroyed.

    [ His shoulders sink just a little. ]

    There was also talk of the factions of this world that have different views on what to do with this information. [ When he says the word 'faction,' it is not spoken with the same level of confidence that he had before. It is more like an uncertainty; they have different views but are they truly all opposing one another? How far does that opposition go?

    He wonders. ]


    Did you dream the same?
    ktizo: (🎶 while the whole world)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-10-17 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
    [Blinking, Hythlodaeus looks between Dextera and the Archangel. He doesn't know how these people know each other and quite frankly he doesn't care, he just doesn't like how they're all turning on each other already.]

    This wasn't quite the conclusion I had in mind.

    [And the way Dextera hunches in on himself, well, he feels badly for him. His eyes linger on the Archangel, his expression flat.]

    I fear I don't quite understand what gives you the authority to condemn another so quickly. We have options, lest you forget.

    [Could they not give up a memory each? As much as Hythlodaeus wants to cling to his own, he doesn't want to selfishly allow another to die just because he wouldn't let go. Or even a body part... he looks down at his hands. A finger or a toe, perhaps?]
    diplobrat: (006)

    [personal profile] diplobrat 2022-10-17 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
    It's not precisely the first time I've seen my world threatened with destruction, myself. But... it is the first time it seems to have happened without any chance to avert it.

    [ He sighs and takes down a few books before hopping off the stool to follow her back to her nook. ]

    Very little, I'm afraid. I've only just started.

    [personal profile] expiera 2022-10-17 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
    [B-better be safe than sorry...]

    Yes, and there's many different types and flavors to candy too. Sweets are not to be underestimated! I think I passed by a shop on my way here in the area, this way?

    [And she'll start leading, let's get (away from the Adult Place) candy!

    A bit of small talk on the way shouldn't hurt though, as much as there is too see in Springstar with everything being so much at all times.]


    You implied that you normally don't eat though, and it didn't sound like it was by choice. May I ask how come, miss?
    hauntedking: (18)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2022-10-17 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Dimitri inclines his head in a nod and settles in to listen. The water, at least, seems to be doing an excellent job at chasing away stress and any sore muscles he might have at the moment. His attention, however, doesn't waver. He has that going for him. ]

    Ah.

    [ He purses his lips. ]

    Stealing from a dragon - whether it's young or its treasure... seems like a perilous endeavor in the first place. Was that what you were doing? Or were you simply in the wrong place at the wrong time?
    cutlery: (hehe they have boners)

    [personal profile] cutlery 2022-10-17 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
    [ the club meaning THE LIBRARY???????

    Sebastian's expression does at least quirk in a little more open interest (re: shithead) when Matsui does indeed confirm that he too isn't human. It's indirect, but that's fine for him. It's something he understands well, so he'll hardly pry. ]


    Indeed. It is why there is much to learn, in a way.

    [ Sebastian holds up the book he's brought to give it a little wave for emphasis, though the topic itself is nothing special. It's a book on chemistry's basics, since Ciel had pointed him in that direction, so he figured he may as well take a look. It's similar enough in the sense that it's proof of humanity's skill for ingenuity, though. ]

    Luckily, the Tomes offers no shortage of material to consume. Ah, and I do recommend it over the equivalent in Springstar. They take a decidedly more open approach to their curation. While interesting in itself, it does not lend well to accurate learning, shall we say.
    lachtara: (Requiet)

    [personal profile] lachtara 2022-10-17 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
    The 'friendly nudge' is unexpected enough that his drink jostles and spills over the brim and onto the table. His irritated glare does not falter as his eyes slide accusingly to Cid.

    That resulting look on the engineer's face for the whole display is certainly ...something. Yes, suppose anyone allowed to get away with accosting the oh-so-infallible Founding Father would come as a shock to Garlean onlookers, wouldn't it? It's almost funny, actually. Perhaps that alone is enough to coax him out of being so tight-lipped.

    "Please. I am perfectly pleasant company without the aid of any drink." Emet-Selch says casually. He takes one of the folded cloth napkins that sit in his space and dabs at the surface of the table. Once it's reasonably dry he tosses the cloth aside.

    "The climate in Highstorm is shaped by its perpetual state of night. The temperatures always remain mild or cool throughout the year due to the lack of sun. Its winters are expectantly cold and snowy - comparable to that of a light winter's day in Garlemald." Emet-Selch's eyes shift over to Hythlodaeus and he takes a spiteful sip of tea as if to say 'see? I'm being conversational. "We are on the cusp of its change to the colder season."
    redsoil: — PLEASE CREDIT! (Default)

    01. IT'S TIME, to be horrendous

    [personal profile] redsoil 2022-10-17 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Awaiting her among the roots is another, his posture indolent and eerily open among the idle curve of the tree of life's innards. The spill of roots below him appear, in this place, to strain for his ankles - hands, yearning to touch him. In this place, even the shape of the thing that haunts him attempts to wield soured memory, to hook its way in among his heart and fill him with dread. It takes the sight of her, a woman with the body of a horse, to draw his attention away from the roots nipping at his heels, reddened by the drip, drip, spill of a palm bitten down into ragged meat by sharp teeth.

    He'd been bleeding for a bit, by now, hand hovering over the dirt as though to supplicate the dryad's demands alone.

    She is -- well, he cannot discern what to make of her. A woman in one way, a beast of burden in another. He knew camel, he knew sand-born beasts of crocodilian flesh and stout wings, and he knew horses. She is two things that are not unfamiliar to him, though the compound shape of her reminds him of things the gods had designed - amalgamations none could discern the reason for, save for their creator. In his silence, he is nakedly looking upon her; the dark of her eye, the curve of her waist as it flows into her equine half. At one point, he goes so far as to unabashedly tilt his head as though to get a glimpse of her underbelly - impossible from the elevated place he is seated.

    The meat of his palm curls upwards, capturing the sluggish bleed of his hand in the cup of his palm. No more for the tree. Not that it was working. The scarlet of his own eyes are bright, even in the dim, claustrophobic prison of root and bark; his pupils thinned into sleek, dark lines. He is red, and gold and black, and he stretches himself out indolent as a ruler upon a dais; humorlessly, to her alone, he states: ]
    I've been waiting. It's about time.
    ktizo: (🎵 i'm so far away)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-10-17 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
    "Then we are both headed to the same city, eventually. 'Tis heartening to know that I will not be alone there. Though I may have reunited with Emet-Selch, he is choosing to stay here."

    He smiles gently. Even though they'll be in different cities, it's a far cry from being separated entirely... why, he can visit whenever he likes, as can his friend.

    "If I can be of any assistance to you, of course, you need only ask. Things may seem bleak, but it's most important to have faith even at a time like this."
    impiety: (how many times do you plan on dying?)

    [personal profile] impiety 2022-10-17 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
    Nor is it mine.

    [ Archangel lies so pretty through his teeth as he glances back toward the man that Dextera had wanted dead. He hears the confusion in his voice and offers a slight smile. In this small space, he could condemn the sinner and solve this issue. However, he decides against it.

    Because it is much more fun to still have a claim on Dextera's soul, to be the only one who knows the depths of his sins and crimes. His head dips down like he is in deep thought, but it is to hide his widening smile.

    When he lifts his head back up, his somber expression is back. ]


    You ask me of his sins... they are too numerous to name. To give a generalization of what he has done... it would sully the very ground that we find ourselves in. [ He shakes his head at the beauty that wishes to spare Dextera. ] We do have options, yes, but do you want to give pieces of yourself to allow a monster to live?

    [ Archangel turns to look to Dextera. His expression shifts to one of adoration, affection; it is brief and passes. Yes, he is the only one who could truly love him and the only one allowed to sentence him. ]
    sanguinary: (thonk)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-17 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
    [Meanwhile, Matsui looks thoughtful for a moment. He can't say he disagrees with the sentiment, exactly, but...]

    Is that the decision you've made, then? Regarding the matter of these "sides", that is.

    [Stated with a genuine sort of curiosity. He'll fold the shirts as he talks, gently setting one back down on the table from which he'd selected it.]
    sanguinary: (you were saying)

    [personal profile] sanguinary 2022-10-17 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
    [Yeah is the library not just the club for goth nonhuman nerds!! In any case thanks for the solid, he appreciates the lack of prying even if he just smoothly moves along with the change in conversational direction.

    He'll give the cover a curious little look, but chemistry isn't exactly in his wheelhouse. He has a feeling that if he tried out a book like that, he'd get maybe two pages in... LEARNING.]


    Ah, yes - I visited one of those places a little earlier. Not even minding the book selection itself, it's quite loud! And bright. [A glance out through the window and into the moonlit streets beyond.] I don't mind the sunlight much under normal circumstances, but I still much prefer it here.

    [Even though his fickle and indecisive ass still has yet to choose a side in terms of where he morally falls about the whole end of the world(s) business, he definitely appreciates The Aesthetic of one faction over the other... by far...]

    [personal profile] expiera 2022-10-17 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
    [Getting her neck snapped right here and now is a very real possibility, Ciel is coolly aware. This is the woman who took heads on display, back when tensions between them was one hair away from all out war. Just as it would be silly to expect a friendly chatter with a war-forged centaur, however, it would also be silly to expect someone like her to fear for her own life.

    So she continues calmly, not bothered by Hayame's added pressure now that the initial moment of surprise had passed.]


    Then what do you care about?

    [It's a plain and honest question. Ciel doubts whatever Hayame can do to her right now would bring the other woman any closer to her true goal, but that's a thought she can keep to herself.]
    humainity: (I say it's all in your head)

    [personal profile] humainity 2022-10-17 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
    Oh, is it because I said I've never eaten? I'm okay! I'm an AI, so I'm made out of code... until now I've never interacted with so many people like this.
    settingup: (uh-oh)

    As you should

    [personal profile] settingup 2022-10-17 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Atsumu might not have any clue what this girl is yammering on about, but he does know two things for sure: he absolutely does not want to stop for her, and he does not like the clicking sound he's hearing.

    This'll be one hell of a chase though. She's fast, but he's no slouch either on that front. There might be a lot of ways that people from other worlds can outpace him, but unless someone is packing super speed, a good daily running routine is hard to beat.

    He does slow himself down slightly though by trying to take care of that clicking business. Reaching up to his hair again, he winces as he starts to yank at the weird metal thing that seems caught in it.
    ]

    I got no clue what you're talkin' about!
    settingup: (the whole world should)

    [personal profile] settingup 2022-10-17 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
    [ That is kind of how royalty works, huh? ]

    Dunno. I never met royalty before.

    [ Though he will squint slightly at Dimitri's head, trying to imagine just how a crown would look sitting on that messy mop. ]
    humainity: (Oh... was it sad?)

    [personal profile] humainity 2022-10-17 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
    ... Mmmmm.

    [ Great question. ]

    I would like... to be able to make friends here, I think. I've just realized I don't actually like feeling lonely.
    diplobrat: (Default)

    [personal profile] diplobrat 2022-10-17 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
    "Emet-Selch is here as well? Well - perhaps I'll get a chance to speak to him more after all! And here I thought I'd seen the last of him forever..." He shakes his head. Funny how the universe works.

    "And... although it may seem silly for me to offer to an Ancient... if I can be of any assistance, you need only ask."
    superbshot: <user name=malagraphic> (Pondering)

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-10-17 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
    [A nod, and she continues walking, trusting he'll follow. No need to stop a moonlit garden walk, right?]

    Yes. Meridian and Zenith. Cyrus and Yima. Have you spoken to them? I have, but I'm not entirely sure who I trust.

    [She speaks almost absently, like she's rattling off facts she's repeated countless times in her own head.]

    Cyrus believes that in order to create a new one, Yima wants to destroy the other. And Yima believes Cyrus is hopeful to the point of delusion, though she was more polite about it when I asked.
    superbshot: (Talk Hopeful)

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-10-17 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
    [His face is familiar in a vague sense, from various communions. Enough to know that he was one of the Kenoma, but with that conflict seemingly abandoned alongside Horos, she isn't inclined to hold any ill-will towards most. Silco was an exception, that was personal, but the rest were victims of circumstance.]

    Not at all. If anything, I welcome it.

    [It's an opportunity, after all. They can all learn and grow.]
    superbshot: (Talk Hopeful)

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-10-17 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
    [Caitlyn is nothing if not dramatic. Turning to face the speaker, she offers a little smile and a nod.]

    Given the state of perpetual night, I suppose they've done something to allow the plants to flourish. Unless these are the sort that only bloom under moonlight.

    [It's idle small talk, but it is also another thing to mull over. How was this managed? And why?]
    superbshot: (Softer)

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-10-17 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
    It's dreadful, but it seems this is the hand we've been dealt. Horos, the previous world I was pulled to, was a good bit more savage than this one.

    [Libraries? Cafes? What were those?]

    You've spoken with Lady Yima, I hope?
    hauntedking: (Default)

    [personal profile] hauntedking 2022-10-17 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
    It is. I would be no true king if I didn't make my best attempt to protect my people... whether consigned to oblivion or not.

    [ He sounds determined, at least. ]