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beleos ([personal profile] beleos) wrote in [community profile] kenoslogs2022-11-04 05:00 pm

festivals and mur--ahem, investigations 🎊🔍


COMMUNION WITH YIMA
After given some time for recovery and for Yima to hear reports of what transpired at the Tree of Life last month, a Communion message gently flows through the minds of each Shard-Bearer. They will have to choose to accept this message, and once they do, they will be greeted by Yima’s voice resonating pleasantly in their heads. She first apologizes for their harrowing experience with the Dryad, and that she hadn’t anticipated such a violent reaction from the Tree; she believes that their experiences point to an imbalance within the Tree itself, most likely brought about by the soon-to-come arrival of the Oracles.

She has spoken with Cyrus, and they have jointly decided that an investigation into the matter - and potentially the destruction of the Dryad - may be required to purge its influence from the Tree. Yima requests that any who would willingly seek out the Dryad volunteer to do so and will be outfitted with a ward against any tampering to prevent them from falling into the creature’s clutches a second time. It will take her a bit to fashion enough of these wards - but she anticipates being ready toward the end of the month.

She concludes her message with another heartfelt apology for your suffering, that she would not have sent any into such a situation she believed were truly dangerous. That being said, she takes responsibility for your ordeal and asks that if there is anything she can do in recompense, you have but to ask.

Yima will be available for Communion chatter here!

FESTIVAL OF REMEMBRANCE - HIGHSTORM
Takiltu is a month cycle the natives of Kenos regard with some amount of reverence and a hearty helping of excitement: the first part of the month (November) is spent reflecting on and celebrating the differing cultures and worlds each Kenosian represents. The second part of the month (December) is spent celebrating unity and togetherness, to come together with friends and family, to be kind to others and share in one’s wealth - whether that comes in the form of knowledge, monetary gains, or the exchange of gifts and one’s time.

Each city celebrates differently, the flavor of their festivals a reflection of their people.

In Highstorm, the first thirty days of Takiltu are spent in Remembrance. The city is decorated with string lights, paper lanterns, candles, and torches to illuminate the streets in beautiful colors and shimmering magical illusory shapes. The focal point of the festival takes place in The Court, where the reflecting pool has been especially decorated with arrangements of flowers and lights. Festival stands erected around the Courtyard peddle paper lanterns as well as refreshments, fanciful decorative items, and enchanted jewelry that is said to make one’s recollections of the past temporarily clearer.

The pool itself is the main attraction, here; citizens who approach its waters and gaze into its depths will find its normal abilities to reflect memories enhanced. The images are surreal for their clarity, vivid - and normally, one is requested to look into the eyes of those most precious to them whose souls remain lost, to pay homage to their memory and sacrifices, and to wish them rebirth in the new world to come. A purchased lantern is then lit and sent skyward where it floats into the moonlight, joining the others hovering above.

But this year, there is an addition to the usual fanfare. Emet-Selch has been asked to assist with the festival; as long as he is given permission, he can recreate the memory displayed in the reflecting pool. Yima has granted him a temporary blessing which enhances his natural creation abilities - a gift for their people she is grateful for. Your character can choose what it is they see in the water - whether it’s a place, a person, or the feelings of a certain point and time, he will temporarily recreate it around you. Everyone will be able to see this conjuring and interact with it while it is functional. It will last between 15 to 30 minutes before dissolving into beads of light that slowly trickle skyward before disappearing. You’ll be told to light a lantern, send it adrift, and that this will give peace to the part of you and your Shard that surely aches. But does it
?

Elsewhere in Highstorm, the High Theater has been painstakingly decorated and aglow with magical floating motes of light; the interior has been transformed into something of an Art Gallery. The pieces within are dedications to parts of worlds long gone, as well as the people in them; some are beautifully painted landscapes of exquisite, far-away places beyond the imagination. Some are more mundane and familiar snapshots of life in a home world not too different from your own. There are portraits of families, loved ones, and those the Zenites long for most. This is their time to mourn, to grieve, and to appreciate their pasts - the pasts that will lead them to a brighter future, one day. They must move on into the future, but treasuring that which came before is equally important to them.

Should you touch any of the motes of light that are around the art pieces decorating the Gallery, you will find yourself able to feel, hear, see, and taste a piece of the world the piece represents. Some of these are warm gatherings over a dinner table with family; others are heart-wrenching expressions of loss and bitterness and pain. Be cautious which you choose. Oh, and do be careful not to stand too closely with someone else when you touch one, or one accidentally touches you - the experience is absolutely contagious through Communion.

CELEBRATION OF CHERISHMENT - SPRINGSTAR
While Highstorm’s Festival of Remembrance is a more demure and reflective time, Springstar takes a much different approach to the season. In true Meri nature, the Celebration of Cherishment encapsulates celebrating life in all forms - and that means parties! The Psychagogía is the main hub of excitement considering, but festivities can be found in almost every single district of Springstar. Wherever you go, something is happening and someone is trying to rope you into having a good time.

The city has been decorated with bright and colorful multi-purpose magical ivy-like vines that sprouts buds that bloom over the course of the month into gorgeous flowers. These flowers are considered sacred, and their blooming is a momentous time of joy and good fortune. Each flower is left intact; disturbing one is tantamount to a war crime by the natives, so don’t get observed if you try to pluck one!

The Psychagogía is incredibly lively, teeming with people and events; almost every venue is peddling some kind of ‘Cherishment’ celebratory sale or discount. The first portion of the month includes what the locals call “the meri-ment” (and seem quite chuffed about that pun), in which Kenosians are encouraged to go bar hopping and taste the wide variety of specialty ales and liquor unkegged only around this time of year. Participants are highly encouraged to share stories of their worlds and cultures, to tell those they mingle with tales of the worlds they will one day return to and why they’re special, unique - to celebrate their one-day return.

Alongside this comes a great deal of outdoor grilling, fresh meats and vegetables sending tantalizing scents everywhere you go once the evening hours arrive. Some of these food and drinks can cause
 interesting
 effects if you consume them in excess, especially at the Emotional Damage - so try to show restraint. It would be a bit embarrassing to find yourself strangely infatuated with the first person you lay eyes on after your fifth night out on the town, or feeling compelled to express warm feelings aloud you wouldn’t normally commit to another. Luckily, it only lasts a short period of time - but beware the wicked hangover afterward. Strangely enough, if you’re suffering, you feel oddly compelled to seek out a little TLC from someone else - someone with whom you might have some unresolved feelings toward, positive or negative. Is it longing? Anger? Jealousy? Unspoken affections? Love? Whatever it is, you're more likely to seek them out for some care.

At the Coliseum, nightly brawls between Meris take place and the usual assortment of monsters are temporarily taken out of offer. This part of the festivities is one where each Kenosian is encouraged to settle any differences or misgivings with others and to get it out of their system, cleansing them of bad mojo - “leave it in the ring,” as it were. Despite beating each other bloody at times, most combatants willingly stop before it gets too serious and fighting to the death is not permitted. You must embrace your adversary before you leave, and your ‘bad blood’ will be considered purged and settled so you can start anew.

The Empório district is celebrating consumerism, because of course it is! All the usual goods are on a considerable discount, and for a brief time, gardening tools and supplies are free! The reason for this is that Springstar’s citizens are encouraged to plant one seedling in the gardens in Katoikitikós once the flowers lining the city have gone into full bloom. It is said this honors gods across cultures and time as well as invites good fortune. You are encouraged to plant a seedling in a group or pairing, as space is limited - and there are superstitions regarding this togetherness resulting in more favorable results. Should you plant a seedling with someone else, you might indeed find that something is beginning to blossom between you
 Based on your Aspects, you might find yourselves feeling closer and more connected - or repulsed depending on your compatibility. This effect will last through the month after planting. Should you check on the seedling later, its health will be reflected in the state of your relationship. Friends will find the little plant thriving; enemies will find it is sickly and dying.

For those Shard-Bearers who have already harmonized with the Meridian or who have quarters in Heliopolis, you will find the communal meals much more lavish and indulgent than usual. There may even be a taste of home waiting for you among the spreads on offer, or some comfort food you haven’t had in a while. It is encouraged to share anything to your taste - or even to share why it is meaningful to you via Communion. Or you can just eat. You do you, man.

Once the flowers have bloomed and the festivities reach their peak, one might find the city loud and boisterous and sleep a little more difficult to come by. Springstar is absolutely thriving and alive - and you, too, feel more invigorated and energetic despite any lack of zzz’s. Should you leave the city, however, this effect will vanish and you might find yourself unnaturally fatigued and in need of more rest than is customary. Returning to Springstar will slowly build up your stamina again. This effect lasts until the end of the month.

THE MYSTERY OF ALENROUX
Once celebrations are in full-swing in the cities, some characters (i.e., any characters that choose to participate in this prompt) will be contacted by Cyrus or Yima, depending on their faction or whichever they feel a stronger inclination towards if they are currently Unharmonized. Both will explain that there’s something that they’d like you to investigate, but also to prepare and be careful, since this request doesn’t come without danger
 A Shard has been lost in Alenroux, and they both hope you’ll be able to retrieve it.

MERIDIAN

“I’ve gotten word that a Zenith Shard-Bearer was sent to Alenroux a little bit before you arrived, and they haven’t come back yet. Normally, none of our business, but based on what some of the farmers have been saying, I think they’ve gotten hit by Discord. If it gets high enough, well
 You don’t really have your mind anymore. We can help them through Purification. Even if it’s just for long enough to calm them down, it’s better than them being trapped in madness. It might be easier to dissipate them first, though, then Purify their Shard. They were last seen heading to the Northern forests. Let me know what I can give you to help, and make sure to help each other. Good luck.”

ZENITH

"Please heed my request, though I do not ask this of you lightly... One of the Zenith's children has been lost among the fields of Alenroux come nightfall and I fear the worst has befallen them. There are dangerous elements attracted to the presence of a soul, and the likelihood our brethren has been lost... it is great. Seek out the Shard - and if you are able to retrieve it, please do so. If it has suffered corruption too great to be saved or would place you in too great a danger to take back, then... I trust you to make the merciful choice. I place this in your hands and will give you whatever you require to see it through. Look out for your fellow Zenith and work together, as I do not want to lose more of you. Be well."

Both factions will offer their recruits access to standard weaponry and armor/protective clothing. If a character asks for more, they’ll be given a weapon or a piece of armor with minor magical properties which would normally cost 1 AC token to purchase. Magical weapons are on loan however. If your character takes these and/or chooses to keep it, please note this in your Committed Actions! If they choose to keep standard weaponry, Cyrus/Yima will just be disappointed in your dishonesty. :(

When you arrive during the day cycle, you’ll also find horses and magic hoverboards to use (they go the same speed tbh), because heading North to the forests is a bit of a trek, and you might not make it there in time on foot! As the sun starts to set, you’ll see the people in Alenroux start to leave, going clearly your opposite direction. Once night falls (Nov. 9th OOC), it doesn’t take long for things to change.

There’s just a sliver of a crescent moon in the sky, which makes the rolling hills and forests much more ominous than they were during the day. And as the stories say, it only takes an hour or two before you start to run into strange creatures. Closer to the Cornerstone, there are indeed strange creatures, and while they may not all look scary, they might present different kinds of dangers such as

  • A light in the dark looks like a fairy, but stare at it too long and you’ll find yourself hypnotized by a ghastly fish will lead you to a body of water to drown you.
  • An innocuous puddle may form up into a mass of corrosive goo, complete with the bones and items of the last person it came across. When you slice it, it simply creates a copy of itself, so hopefully you realize this before you’re surrounded.
  • A strange straw poppet (sans pins, of course) that possesses you once you touch it and will use your body to try and fight anyone else while your consciousness is trapped inside the doll. To be freed, you only have to destroy the doll, but you’ll feel the pain of how its destroyed even if you don’t bear any injuries from it.
However, as you get closer to the Northern forests, they become significantly more fearsome

  • With a roar, a massive, multiheaded beast descends, and each of its mouths is perfectly capable of taking a bite out of you. Watch out for the snake’s head in particular, since its venom will cause you to hallucinate your worst fears.
  • As you come face to face with an odd creature, bioluminescence lights up on its skin, and the spins on its back quiver with a sound like a rattlesnake’s. As the spines quiver, you find it exceptionally difficult to take your eyes off them and move as it stalks closer slowly. You can fight blind, right?
  • Diving in and out of larger shadows like its water is a slimy beast that’s incredibly fast. Its teeth may be small, but its tail is a razor-sharp whip that could remove a limb if you’re not careful.
These are just examples, however. There are many creatures lurking the wilds of Alenroux, so feel free to create your own monsters with unique effects.

It's a difficult trek North, and you may be tired from hours of running, fighting, or both
 But eventually, a few people do find what they were looking for. They might have even missed it, if not for how their Shards suddenly felt like they were burning. From the shadows, a twisted creature of roots and lights which what looks like many crystals in a glowing mass appears and one of its eyes locks on you. It looks like now is your chance.

NOTES
Weather summary for the first 30 days of Takiltu (NOV & DEC):
  • Highstorm is in late fall, early winter season. Some flurries may occasionally fall and it is getting considerably cold out there! Bundle up!
  • Springstar is in the throes of early summer; the weather is climate and pleasantly warm for outdoor celebrations (but not sweltering). There are occasional afternoon showers, but they don’t last very long.

  • Notable city changes:
  • If you wander the Markets in Highstorm, you might notice some of the peddlers seem a bit wary of you. Hm, guess something happened around here! Probably totally unrelated, but Silco and Vander (or anyone with them) will be treated with nervous suspicion.
  • Similarly, if you're traveling with Set (or you're Set) in Springstar, you might occasionally find yourself getting strange looks. Ask Set why.

  • Faction updates:
  • There are no explicit changes in faction behavior at this time. This will be a staple in all future event write-ups to catalogue the fluidity of the conflict as it progresses, though, so we're including it here for posterity!

  • Event Notes:
  • The Reflecting Pool in the Courts of Highstorm can be observed normally with no addtional effects or can bring your memory to vivid life thanks to the help of Emet-Selch (and Yima). If you grant him permission (which can be handwaved), he will breathe life into whichever memory you have chosen to view! If this includes any NPC’s or interactive elements, you will be responsible for playing them out in any tags until they disappear. Please see Emet’s toplevel for any interactions you’d like to thread out with him as a part of this.
  • For the Gallery in Highstorm, the art depicted in and scenes experienced through the pieces are up to you to create! Feel free to go wild with any associated NPC's in the scene and worldbuild as you see fit. Highstorm holds a variety of citizens from across the multiverse, so you could feasibly go fantastical places, or experience something distinctly profound and beyond your imagination...
  • The drinks and refreshments in Springstar can be enchanted in just about any way you’d like, including bringing upon minor physical changes of the cute, fun, and flirty variety! Feel free to get creative (as long as you get permission from your thread partner), the Meris would also merrily insist growing extra fluffy, scaly, etc bits during the celebration will only help you party harder! đŸ„ł
  • As reminders for Alenroux, once night falls, a character is not able to leave until sunrise, which is 24 hours later. If your character is dissipated, you can have a PC retrieve their Shard or the respective Faction they're allied with will send out a search party to find it. Remember to report character deaths!


  • CODING
    ktizo: (đŸŽ” walk on never look back)

    Hythlodaeus // Stargazer // Meridian

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-05 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
    Highstorm
    Memories (cw: alcohol)
    Seeing Emet-Selch bring this kind of closure to others is a joy that warms Hythlodaeus' heart despite the cold air around him. How like him, to do such a kind thing for others and shrug it off as nothing special. How many times has he admired the other man for this kind of act? So modest, as usual.

    But Hythlodaeus, while not opposed to spending time with this Emet-Selch, is here to remember their happier days. The memory he has conjured up around him brings to life city scenery, with three masked and robed friends stumbling through the night, arms linked together. In the middle is none other than Emet-Selch, though perhaps many who look on would not recognise him. Hythlodaeus was at his right, giggling about something so hard his hood was all but falling off, and to Emet-Selch's left was none other than their dear friend Azem. The only thing that made him stand out was his black mask, where Emet-Selch's was red and Hythlodaeus' was white. Azem is talking loudly, regaling the other two with a drunken story, while finally Hythlodaeus' hood gives way to his laughter and Emet-Selch yanks it back over his head with a "tch" and a quiet smile of his own before Azem takes his arm back.

    "Ah, the sun is rising..." The Hythlodaeus in the memory seems to compose himself, eyes cast toward the lightening skies beyond the silhouettes of the spires and buildings. "We truly did this all night again, hm?" It elicits a noise of complaint from Emet-Selch, and Hythlodaeus smirks and continues. "Mayhap we should find our way home, ere the great and eminent Emet-Selch falls asleep where he stands. Keep an eye on him during today's Convocation meetings, won't you Azem? It wouldn't do for him to shirk his duties in favour of some shut eye."

    The sound of Emet-Selch complaining about that particular jape travels far across the plaza- clearly he can't keep his voice down when he's had too much to drink. Though neither can any of them, it would seem. The Hythlodaeus watching the memory chuckles quietly to himself, but there's a somewhat sad look in his eye. He's barely noticed that he's attracted company, but he hardly cares, either.


    Springstar
    Meri-ment (cw: alcohol)
    Hythlodaeus has always enjoyed an excuse to drink and be merry. He's quite happy to tell stories too, and indeed he can be found cheerfully regaling people with tales of Amaurot over a glass many nights. He speaks of the tall buildings, the curved spires, the people who cherished their star more than anything. He doesn't speak of how it all ended, because he isn't here to relive that. No, he's here to celebrate everything his home was, which was nothing short of paradise in his mind.

    He's also open to hearing of other people's homes, though. So he'll sling an arm around your neck and grin, obviously somewhat drunk but keen to listen regardless. "And what of your home, my friend? Where did you come from? What was it like there?"


    Alenroux
    i. Offence (cw: injury)
    Hythlodaeus can't very well leave someone to madness when he could potentially assist. He knows he can, too- his soul sight could make for a useful tool, and he can handle himself in a fight. He's come with a pack of arrows strapped to his back, with the idea being that if he saves one, he can study it and create more in his downtime. It will take some getting used to the weight on his back, but it's his only option.

    He travels with people as needed, but eventually he finds himself alone. He knows that's a very bad idea, and he's about to search for the closest souls he can, when he hears a shifting off to the side. The creature is stick thin with long limbs akin to a human's, but the four translucent wings that protrude from its back and the multitude of eyes all over its body mark it as something dangerous. It's fast, he realises too late, as it rushes towards him to slash at his arm with long claws. He hisses as blood seeps into his robes, and with it having cornered him against a cluster of trees he takes a few more cuts to his forearms as he tries to fight it off.

    Realising he can't aim his bow right now, he brings his hand forth- three beams of fiery light blast from his palm, and the creature is thrown backwards with a scream. And soon enough, Hythlodaeus loosens a flurry of arrows into it, fingers and hands working quickly. It stops moving, and begins to shrivel into a death curl of sorts.

    Likely, the commotion has attracted someone. Either way, Hythlodaeus will be looking for a friendly face to keep him covered while he goes about tending to his wounds.


    ii. Defence
    Perhaps you got caught alone like Hythlodaeus did, or perhaps you were set upon while in a party and the beast was too terrible to flee from unscathed- either way, Hythlodaeus is offering his healing to anyone who finds they need it. It's a chance for a quiet moment in the forest, hopefully. He can't heal anything that would generally kill someone, nor can he fix a broken bone without significant time and energy, but he can heal cuts and grazes to make sure they don't get infected down the line.

    "How did this happen?" He murmurs it softly as he lays a hand over the wound he's tending to, a soft light emanating from his palm as he works.


    Wildcard
    Feel free to describe your character's memory if you'd like Hythlodaeus to see it! He'll be hovering, because he's curious and also likes being close to Emet-Selch. I can be contacted at [plurk.com profile] sneks or on discord at Steff#0069 if you'd like to plot anything specific!
    lachtara: (Thinking)

    Springstar/wildcardish

    [personal profile] lachtara 2022-11-05 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
    Visiting Springstar is an ordeal. The constant sun overhead and the noise make it an exhausting affair - now more than usual with the current festivities underway. Ducking into a tavern with the intent of refreshments seems like a welcome reprieve until he realizes that the noise and merriment follow them indoors. What a bother.

    Emet-Selch slips into one of the booths at the far side of the tavern. Even though there are two separate sides to the booth, he sits on the same side as Hythlodaeus (assuming he would insist regardless. Doing so immediately just saves time).

    Two drinks are quickly placed on their table, and he eyes them as if their mere presence is potentially offensive. "These people certainly take their vainglorious festivities to heart." Unfortunately, he doesn't look in the mood for celebration. It seems if there is to be any 'revelry' today, it will take considerable effort.
    ktizo: (đŸŽ” the whole world to me)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-05 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
    Hythlodaeus is quick to pick up his drink, and nudges Emet-Selch insistently. "They do, and it would certainly be rude to deny them." Though it's quite clear that really, he's just excited to have a drink with his dear friend again.

    "Come, drink up. We can hardly sit in a tavern and do naught but twiddle our thumbs!" He takes a long drink of the drink set in front of him, before chuckling to himself.

    "Mm, it's quite nice, too." Quite strong, he notes. It won't take long at all to get merry on these, since the cups are rather large.
    lachtara: (Scale)

    [personal profile] lachtara 2022-11-05 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
    The frown he gives serves as silent protest, but at the behest of his friend, he picks up the glass of wine and takes a sip. "Ughn." He makes a face at the taste; This is like no wine he has ever consumed, and that isn't a compliment.

    "Pleasant company or no, this drink certainly leaves something to be desired." Emet-Selch briefly examines the contents of the glass before downing the rest in one long sip. As Hythlodaeus has observed, they are not there to twiddle their thumbs. At least that way he can get something else - and it seems a nearby attending is all to happy to oblige with a pair of new drinks for them both.

    These look different than the first. A promising start to be sure.

    "Does the accommodations of the city suit you? They are rather different than what Highstorm has to offer." Or what their home had to offer, for that matter.
    ktizo: (đŸŽ” 'fore our echoes begin to fade)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-05 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
    He smirks as he downs the rest of his glass, some kind of soda and spirit concoction. Then he takes his next drink offered and nods.

    "I am appreciative of them despite the differences. I never thought that I would be so glad to feel the warm sun on my skin once more, but... I am, truly."

    He shouldn't have gotten the chance, not after the Final Days. But here he is, drinking with his best friend on a warm spring day... he can't not be appreciative.

    He offers up his glass for a toast, smiling warmly. "I would toast to us being at one another's side once more. That is what truly matters to me. This is not home, nor will it ever be so. But I have come to realise that I would sooner be in a strange place at your side, than home without you."

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    [personal profile] baltimores 2022-11-07 10:24 am (UTC)(link)
    He'd known it was Hythlodaeus by the reflecting pool — they have an empathic bond now, one that makes about as much sense to Amos as the emotions he can feel coming from Hythlodaeus.

    He truly can't place them. Like, he seems happy? He's reliving something he found happiness in; that makes sense. But there's something else tinging it, and that's the part Amos can't follow, has little understanding of — that melancholic element, that feeling that he doesn't know how it makes him feel.

    Seeking out Hythlodaeus seems to be the best response to this, so that's what Amos does. He has little use for the reflecting pool itself; has little in the way of feelings of his own, still waters covering up places he'd rather not go, so he doesn't go to them.

    "Hey," he says when he comes up from behind Hythlodaeus. There isn't anything different about him — except for his eyes, sclera black from discord, but otherwise getting by just fine, just like normal. "You okay?"

    Seriously; he really can't quite parse through what Hythlodaeus is feeling, so some clarity would be nice.
    ktizo: (đŸŽ” you're still here)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-07 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    The black sclera get a curious look from Hythlodaeus, but he's looking slightly different himself- hair down to his waist by now, it's still braided over his shoulder carefully. He pays it no mind, except to push it out of the way occasionally.

    "Ah, Amos. I'm well, yes..." Though he glances back at the scene of himself with his two friends, and sighs quietly.

    "I simply miss home... I am lucky to have a friend from that time and place here, but if we could only see Amaurot again."
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    [personal profile] baltimores 2022-11-10 10:54 am (UTC)(link)
    It takes a moment for it to click that Hythlodaeus' hair is probably also the result of their shared experience with the dryad. Considering how he keeps his hair short, Amos figures he lucked out with black sclera instead. Not like he got to choose what happened to him, but he'd probably take this every time. Weird looks every now and then mean nothing compared to having to constantly cut his hair.

    Either way. Hythlodaeus says he's well, so that invites a small surge of happiness from Amos; one that dampens slightly as he indicates feeling something more mournful.

    Well, at least he knows what's going on now. Amos looks into the pool — he'd missed all the talking, but assumes one of those figures is Hythlodaeus himself; the other two probably close friends who would be long dead by now.

    Although...

    "You got a friend here?" He can't hide the curiosity from his voice, nor would he try to; trying to hide anything from Hythlodaeus is gonna be kinda pointless for the foreseeable future. "That's cool. Even if you can't go home that's something, right?"

    ... Maybe somebody with severe detachment issues isn't the best person to reminisce to, but damn, he's still gonna make an effort, clumsy as it may be.
    ktizo: (đŸŽ” as we ride again)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-11 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    "Aye, his name is Emet-Selch." He gestures to the man with the red mask covering his face. "He was my dearest friend back home, along with Azem- who is the fellow in the black mask, there."

    Both Azem and Hythlodaeus in the memory are currently teasing Emet-Selch by pretending to fall asleep standing up, and Hythlodaeus laughs to himself to see it. A surge of warmth comes along with it, and if Amos knows the feeling he'll know it's love.

    "You are right, of course. Even if we cannot go home, we have each other. 'Tis the most agreeable outcome, if I had to be trapped somewhere."

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    alenroux: i

    [personal profile] galdorleod 2022-11-07 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
    The flashes of magic and inhuman screeching are what draws Howl's attention to the one-on-one battle below him. Although the scene is partially obstructed by trees and darkness, Howl feels the pull of the Stargazer. Up here, hundreds of feet above the ground, with the wind rushing past his ears and the cold air rippling through his feathers, it takes him an extra moment of concentration as he tries to place who exactly this Shard-Bearer is — but then he catches a flash of soft lavender hair.

    Hythlodaeus...? That has to be him. The shape coming towards you from the sky is me. Don't be alarmed.

    He'd rather not draw any arrows in his direction, a plausible possibility considering his current appearance. Howl tucks his wings back slightly as he descends to the ground in wide, controlled circles. As he gets closer, he can see Hythlodaeus clearly now, along with the fearsome creature that seems to be laying dead a several yards away from him.

    Howl's clawed feet land with a whumpf in the space between his friend and the monster. He shoots the corpse an uneasy look (are we sure it's dead?) before approaching Hythlodaeus.

    "I heard and saw the commotion. Are you alright?"
    ktizo: (đŸŽ” blood red skies)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-08 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
    The bird creature that Howl seems to be isn't concerning for Hythlodaeus- it's akin to a transformation, in a way. He's only surprised that Howl can transform at all. If anything, the sudden voice in his head was more startling, but still a smart decision.

    "Aye, I'm fine..." He grunts as he pulls his sleeves up to assess the damage to his wrists and forearms. He's bleeding pretty badly, and he winces as he touches at one of the deeper gashes.

    "I didn't know that you could transform." He slides his back down the tree until he's sitting, setting his bow aside and moving a hand to hover over the worst cut. A soft glow appears beneath his palm, as his magicks work on stitching together his skin. He trusts Howl to have his back now.
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    [personal profile] galdorleod 2022-11-14 05:12 pm (UTC)(link)
    The bleeding wounds on Hythlodaeus' wrists and arms earn a wide, worried look from the wizard. He steps forward and is about to insist that Hythlodaeus allow him to take him back to Highstorm, but then his palms begin to glow a soft, pleasant light, and he stops.

    "Ah, well," he says quietly as his brain catches up with the conversation. "I suppose this is one way to find out. Transformation magic is my specialty, actually."

    But he says so half-heartedly; while Howl would gladly cover for his friend as he heals himself, he is pointedly distracted by what he's seeing. "Are you... healing yourself?"
    ktizo: (đŸŽ” like an undertow)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-14 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
    "Truly? I should like to get a better look at your transformed state some time."

    Preferably when it isn't dark and he isn't focused on healing himself. "Ah... yes, I am. Is that strange?"

    He glances up- he won't be able to get rid of the marks completely yet but scar tissue is better than open wounds. He can work on the scars later on if they bother him.

    "It would not usually take so long for me to heal myself, but my powers work differently here, I suppose." A few cuts should have taken seconds... but at least he still has the magicks available to him.

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    Springstar-wildcard!

    [personal profile] exhound 2022-11-08 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
    The celebratory fervor that takes the city proves to be something of a much needed relief for Vander. The pent up stress from last day he had set foot in Highstorm has found little release as the days drew on, and the building effects of discord only served to put a spotlight on it in his mind. So when the festivities first began to spring up throughout the aptly-named Springstar, he at first feels the need to shy away from it. But the celebrations are so widespread, the streets so lively, and the townsfolk so eager to share their excitement that it isn’t long before Vander pulled into it and finding
 that it is precisely what he needed.

    Today he’s found himself out on one of the streets of the Psychagogía where a row of brewhouses and eateries have pulled tables and chairs out front into one large, makeshift patio where all patrons could mingle together and share in the celebration. He’s got a drink in hand and a pleasant buzz already warming him as he moves through the scattered array of tables when he spots a familiar face mingling amidst the crowd.

    Vander quickly moves to join Hythlodaeus, and with a grin will thump a friendly hand on his shoulder in greeting.

    “Hythlodaeus! I see you finally made it out to Springstar,” he says, tone jovial. Hyth might notice that Vander’s hair is also much longer than it had been the last time they met, pulled back now and tied to keep it from his face. His beard is much fuller and scruffier, and he might just catch the sight of sharper fangs hidden in that grin of his if he’s attentive. Yet despite the wildness of his appearance, there’s genuine joy to be found there in Vander’s expression.
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    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-08 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
    For as wild as Vander looks right now- those fangs don't go unnoticed- Hythlodaeus is genuinely pleased to see the other man. He grins up at him, already quite merry himself, and takes a drink from his own glass before replying.

    "Aye, that I did! I quite like it- where Highstorm is much more subdued, I feel the lively atmosphere here suits me better." He gestures to Vander then, and it's obvious where he's going with it.

    "Ah, you're having the same issues as I am, I see." Though Vander seems to be having a worse time of it than Hythlodaeus, they're both still suffering from longer hair at least.
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    [personal profile] exhound 2022-11-09 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
    “Guess I’m glad to see I’m not the only one struggling with it.” He gives a slight laugh, a light-hearted sort of thing. While it had been something of a worry at first, it feels
 less so, now. The cheerful environment might be a big factor in that, though perhaps he’s just growing used to it.

    “Though ‘struggling’ maybe isn’t the right word. More annoying than anything, eh?” Vander reaches up with his free hand to push aside a stray lock of hair that has fallen free from his ponytail. “Don’t know how folks who keep their hair long put up with this all the time.”
    ktizo: (đŸŽ” fade away)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-09 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
    "A little irritating, aye." He chuckles, though. "'Tis why I usually keep mine braided. Else it gets in the way."

    He watches Vander for a moment, before continuing. "This Discord affecting us- it can be cleansed, yes? We must simply find someone of a complimentary Aspect. Then we can finally cut our hair." He grins- he's sure there are likely other effects to Discord, but since the hair is the most obvious one...

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    Wildcard in Highstorm

    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-11-09 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
    Caitlyn smiled warmly as she turned to look at the other observer that'd stepped into the reflection of her memory. Hythlodaeus had struck her as someone pleasant, and someone she'd be happy to show Piltover to. The city sprawled all around them, the vantage point they were viewing from a large hill just outside of the city. A rustic wooden balcony railing separated them from a steep drop towards the gleaming city, and across her back hung a long rifle gilded with bronze and strange knobs and buttons.

    "Good evening, Hythlodaeus. Fancy seeing you here."
    ktizo: (đŸŽ” and yet our hope remains)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-09 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
    "Ah, Caitlyn. 'Tis good to see you. Where are we?" He looks around, before tilting his head at her. "Piltover, perhaps?"

    It makes sense, given what both she and Silco told him about the city. And what a city it is, indeed. He leans over the balcony to get a better look around them, smiling.

    "Magnificent, truly."
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    [personal profile] superbshot 2022-11-11 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
    "It is. It's my parent's hunting lodge, just outside the city proper."

    She comes from money and it's probably all the more obvious with the ease she says that with.

    "There's no other place like it, I think. Not anywhere on Runeterra, at least."
    ktizo: (đŸŽ” bound by love)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-11 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
    He's not well acquainted with what people who are well-off look like exactly, but he can tell the difference between Caitlyn and Silco. He's still a little unnerved by what he heard about the way Piltover treats residents of Zaun, but... he can't deny it is beautiful at a glance.

    "Is Runeterra your star?" The way Etheirys had been his own, he wonders is Runeterra is Caitlyn's.

    "What did you do here, then? Hunt, I presume?" The concept is... well, not one that bothers him. He's unmade his fair share of creatures for varying reasons. If they didn't fit into the world just so, mankind had the ability to erase them from existence and place their concept crystals in the archive, where they would remain indefinitely. Hunting for a necessity such as food is hardly a terrible thing to him.

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    Highstorm;

    [personal profile] expiera 2022-11-18 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
    [The sight of a silhouette she recognizes is enough to have her step up and offer her greetings, that shade of hair is rather distinct and easy to spot out. Hythlodaeus appears properly dressed for Highstorm's chillier weather this time, but for (their) better or (Emet's) worse, the memory he's revisiting and projecting for all to see has her stop short. Only proper to watch quietly and politely, at least until the scene is finished playing!

    ...

    So that's why the white-haired grumpy man's face looked so familiar! The name call explains everything. It takes some effort to keep a laugh down.]


    I take it you've found the friend you were looking for?

    [She's looking at Hyth in a new light, now. No wonder he's so tall too, the dots are connecting...!]
    ktizo: (đŸŽ” and yet our hope remains)

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-20 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
    Ah, Ciel.

    [Hythlodaeus tears his gaze from the memory and smiles at Ciel as she approaches.]

    Aye, I did! Who would have guessed we would find each other here after all?

    [He would have been happier had Azem been here too, though perhaps given the bad blood between his two dearest friends... perhaps it's for the best that Azem did not arrive. At least he has Emet-Selch, which is more than he could rightfully ask for.]

    my eyes work i swear sorry for mixing up the formats đŸ˜©

    [personal profile] expiera 2022-11-23 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
    "It is festival time, nobody can be blamed for touring both cities and taking part in the celebrations they offer. Especially not when you have a good friend among the Zenith too, I would imagine!"

    She finishes almost teasingly, coming up to him with her arms folded at her back while still eyeing the trio in his memories with curiosity and wonder.

    "Do you think Emet-Selch's frown has gotten worse with time? I think the way his brows knit still looks the same now, personally?" Hopefully they're not causing the very busy projector/organizer of this event to sneeze, ahem. But since the topic of Kenos' grumpiest grandpa wizard has been offered up on a silver platter with this recollection, wouldn't it be ruder to NOT talk about him?
    ktizo: (đŸŽ” two-toned echoes)

    it's all good!

    [personal profile] ktizo 2022-11-24 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
    "Heh..." He chuckles, shrugging. "A lot may have changed about Emet-Selch, but his frown is a constant. I see more lines upon his brow, but that is to be expected."

    Honestly, that frown of his... it's comforting, almost. Things are normal if Emet-Selch is annoyed about something, after all.

    "Don't let his looks fool you, however! He's quite soft at heart... but of course, I didn't tell you as much." Winking, he glances over at the memory again. Azem and Hythlodaeus are hanging off Emet-Selch and teasing him about being old and tired.

    "He enjoyed it, really. Those days spent together. He was always the first to arrive at our designated meeting spot, eager to begin. I could always tell."

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