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❪ mini-event ❫ OLYMPIA QUESTS: 1

It isn’t easy starting life in a new place. It quickly becomes apparent that you are in dire need of two very important things: money and a good name. In addition to full-time jobs, certain people in Olympia will reward handsomely for helping them with tasks. Submit any AC eligible thread of participating in this log's prompts for One (1) Olympia REP point HERE. Threads involving your flora/fauna submission may also be submitted, even if your submission is not made official game canon.

FOR THE RECORD

It’s time to put on your hiking shoes. Characters will be approached by both Evras and Lysa at separate times. Both individuals are interested in recording species of plants and animals-- El Nysa is bursting with all sorts of life, after all! It is impossible to chronicle all of it without help. You will be provided with a journal to chronicle your findings. Each submission pays 100 silver.

OOC: We need YOUR help in worldbuilding the area in and around Olympia and The Outlook! Create a creature or plant and submit it HERE by August 31st at 11:59 PM EST. ONE entry per character only. NOTE: If you have accepted a job at The Sanctuary or Simwe Institute, you MUST submit your entry to your boss to maintain your position. You may assume a character got the job if they established contact, even if an official offer hasn't been extended yet. Although an entry will net you TWO (2) Olympia REP points no matter what, we will be choosing a maximum of 20 entries to include in the official bestiary for future encounters.

THE BIRDS AND THE BEES

Along with the request to record traits of a certain specimen, Evras and Lysa independently ask for more quick favors. Certain species, due to their unique natures, aren’t as prone to procreating as one would hope. They need your help. The directions for these requests, provided by Evras or Lysa, are simple. You will be provided a small amount of heavy aphrodisiacs (and a mask) to spray in a particular region. Because the natural aphrodisiacs of the island run a bit thin there, the wildlife has been less... willing to comply. Each species you help will net you 50 silver. Three species in particular are in need of a little help.

Note: There will be a mask provided. Forgetting it may mean you start to feel some of the effects yourself. You may also be immune. Please put appropriate warnings in threads if applicable.

Xlarix, also commonly referred to as the love bug. Found in MURKWELL HOLLOW.

They have an ability to release literal positive energy, making those exposed to it more willing to be friendly and jovial with another. Even the most heated rivals can easily become the closest companions. You may even be tempted to temporarily abandon the request and do something fun with your new best friend. Unfortunately, while many have desired to use its effects in diplomacy, its effects only last a few minutes at best.

Despite their powers to assist others in bridging emotional gaps, they are vicious insects. During mating, they engage in battle, normally losing the lives of both parties before their spawn is even properly produced. This is why they need a little help. Try to break up the fights as much as you can. For the Xlarix, being in each other's presence for long enough will eventually get them to calm down and continue the process. You may get unlucky in the process and end up with an extremely painful sting that requires healing, however. The pain increases with time, and if you allow it to go untreated for more than a day, it will be excruciating, enough that it may be debilitating, for 12 hours before eventually healing on its own.

Sepht, found in EDRATHE RUINS: Both shy and antisocial, it’s no wonder these little marsupials don’t have much luck in the mating department. They prefer to live in isolation, and are much more concerned with hoarding everything they can get their hands on. This includes stealing anything you may have brought with you. As a warning, they are incredibly strong. They can also fly, so good luck catching them after they’ve made off with your stuff. Let’s hope you can get back that magical sword or enchanted necklace of yours.

Once you have sprayed the chemical in their habitat, do not stick around the area. Despite being more suggestible to mate now, they are shy to the core, and will not come out of hiding until they are sure the coast is clear.

Cinjaw, found JUST OUTSIDE OLYMPIA. Domestic animals kept by local farmers in the outskirts of Olympia. These guys are just really, really lazy. Too lazy to care about things like passing on their genes. Honestly, if it weren’t for the efforts of humans and the fact that their meat is too delicious for the Olympians to allow these creatures to go extinct, they would have been wiped out years ago.

Stay too long near the herd, and you will begin to feel extremely lethargic yourself. Nothing sounds better than using the person next to you as a pillow for your nap, or dropping everything you’re doing to go sleep in that hay. Hopefully someone finds you and is kind enough to wake you up. After spraying the aphrodisiac, you won’t want to stick around. They are loud: loud enough to damage hearing without proper ear protection (Now you know why those farmers walk around with ear plugs).

HELP A NEIGHBOR

Being new is tough in any given neighborhood. This is especially the case when you’re a newly arrived refugee. Though you’ve been welcomed here, you haven’t established a lot of trust in the community. Your neighbors don’t know a single thing about you, and that name tag fiasco doesn’t count.

Fortunately for all of you, the rule of this game is simple. There is no monetary payment, but isn't it priceless to feel good about being a good samaritan?

Make yourself helpful. Did you neighbor mention wanting to take their pet chicken out on a walk? Offer to do it for them and they may pay you back in a meal or a small gift. Did one of them mention needing help with rearranging their collection of thousands of cat figurines? Well, who better than to ask but you! You over there, why not help your fellow refugee by doing this task together? It never hurt to do some teamwork. Or maybe your roommate is the one taking that chicken out on a walk, and you’re just ready to judge. Complete judgment. But hey, that’s fair.

BLOOD BANK

CW: Needles, Blood

One of the things that quickly becomes apparent about life in Olympia is that all citizens are welcome, including those who may possess unique dietary requirements. The Blood Bank is an institution that has stood proudly for many years, and in addition to providing meals for some of its citizens, the supply is invaluable for care in The Sanctuary, research in Simwe Institute, and for use in certain types of magic.

They're offering you a special today, for your blood in particular! You just look so... healthy and able-bodied. Donate a few pints, and you'll earn an easy 200 silver. Unfortunately, the center is so busy today that they've had to call on volunteers, and depending on who you've met so far, your particular volunteer may look familiar. It's... another refugee. Wait, are they even qualified?! How did they even get roped into this?!

Qualified or not, the job pays well for both the refugees donating, and the ones drawing the blood (much more for whoever's donating, though. Fair is fair.). A blood drawing set inclusive of clean needles, antiseptic swabs and a blood storage kit, will be provided. Sticking a needle into a vein isn't as easy as those people in the Sanctuary make it seem, though. You may not always get it the first time, so try, try again!

And if you still can't hit the bulls-eye? A rogue-looking Olympian "volunteer" approaches and hands you a knife. Apparently, cutting right into the vein and collecting the blood in a saucer also works; the staff would only need to sterilize the blood with a spell afterward. And about the gaping wound you'd cause? They always have healing potions on hand for when things go wrong (but just like the potions from before, they have been known to cause some nausea).

You'll do anything to help your fellow Olympian, right?

OOC

There are a total of 3 OLYMPIA REP POINTS possible to earn in this log. 2 from OOCly submitting a flora/fauna above in For the Record, and 1 for submitting any AC-length thread for any of these prompts. You may do one or the other, or both. Submit a flora/fauna HERE and submit an AC-eligible thread HERE by AUGUST 31st 11:59 PM EST.

The results of The Birds and the Bees will be submitted to whoever you submit a flora/fauna entry to. If you do not submit a flora/fauna entry, submission to either one may be handwaved.

In the event of CAPTCHA, we will be providing an overflow. In the event of a second CAPTCHA, players are advised to move threads to an overflow post on their character journals. These threads remain eligible for AC, AC Rewards, and REP.

1 SILVER = 1 US DOLLAR.

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[Well, that's enough to let Claire know where things are getting lost in translation. She tries again. Good thing she's a patient woman... at times.]

No payment needed. In fact, you will be paid for your donation of blood to the blood bank, for others that might be in need of it.

[For... reasons Claire doesn't like to think about.]

Hold on now. [Richard squints his eyes in suspicion. Something has gone afoul here!] You want me to put my blood into a bank? And for what evil purpose is that?

[He just wanted some good old scientifically proven bloodletting! Maybe with leeches, maybe without. But this? This? This was just weird.]

[Whatever deities there are in this world, give her strength.]

There's no "evil" about it. It's to help others, should they be in need of it. If a man comes in bleeding from his gut, assuming your blood is a match, it can be used to replace what he lost.

[Or, you know, feed a vampire or something. Claire's not necessarily lying.]

We draw a little of it out of your arm with a needle. Nothing you'll miss.

[That does seem pretty noble. The problem is the nobility, though.]

Would this bleeding man happen to be of noble stock, do you suppose? It's just, my blood runs purple. Not literally, mind you, but it's not going to be compatible with just any peasant who walks up with their insides falling out. Perhaps we could prioritize it to the empress? I'm sure we're a match.

[Royal to royal blood should be just the thing, he thinks. Not that he's entirely on board with SHARING blood. But he's trying to think this out with a headache induced by having too much blood.]

[Oh. Nobility. Her favorite.

Absolute. Favorite.

Claire flexes her jaw.]

Your blood is of the same stock as anyone else in this city, be it a beggar on the street or the empress herself. Blood is blood. [Outside of a few instances and type matching, but she's not going to get into that with him. This is enough.]

[He doesn't know what she looks so upset for. He just volunteered his blood to the empress. That's like, the slam dunk of good deeds.]

Okay, first, how dare you. Secondly, blood isn't just blood. This blood has a noble lineage descended from a long line of kings said to have been born from a god and a mermaid. If you just go giving my blood to some random beggar off the street, then they'll have noble blood too. Before long, everyone has noble blood and the entire socioeconomic balance of power is completely tossed out the window and the monarchy is overthrown. So is that what you want? Treason? Because that's how you get treason.

[She's going to assume Lysa wouldn't approve of her starting shit with refugees, but Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ, this is difficult.]

That isn't how blood works! [Though she does consider that with all this different world business, there could be some descendants from a mermaid and a king. Sure. Even assuming that, he's wrong.] And tell me, how exactly is it treason? Do you have property and actual titles here? Are you a lord? I thought you said something about not being able to pay? I was under the impression nobility had money.

Oh, well, about that. My world stopped existing-- I mean, I lost my kingdom. Which totally existed. And isn't from another world. [Whew. Gotta keep that whole other world stuff on the down low. People get weirded out otherwise! Good thing he can think so fast on his feet!] So, yes, I'm on a little bit of a bit of a bad streak just now, but it should turn around any day. Hence why I really can't have any extra competition in this whole nobility gig.

Now I'll grant you, I am a bit low on funds, but I can't very well go giving out my blood to just anyone. Feudalism isn't always pretty, but I do have a social contract to keep with my people. Even if ah, I don't currently have any as such.

You're not nobility here. You have no competition. Your blood is the same as mine and will not make anyone any more special than they already are. [She might feel a pang of sympathy--everyone's lost everything, here--but she's not about to show it.]

[Richard frowns at her and for the briefest of moments, it almost seems like he'll relent and agree with her. Yes, maybe he did lose his kingdom. Sure, maybe that does just make him normal and there's nothing special whatsoever about him. It would basically confirm everything he's known all along. It would, in point of fact, really bring a sense of finality in Richard's long quest for purpose and belongingness. He could grow emotionally out of this.

None of this happens. Instead:] You seem like a lovely woman, but I do think I'd rather find an expert on the matter. [He raises his voice and starts looking around.] Yes! Hello! Are there any professionals about?

For fuck's sake. I am an expert. [She thought her days of dealing with stubborn men were over. A foolish notion. At least Jamie's men knew to simply shut up and listen to her. This one? Not so much.]

Ask anyone here that isn't an idiot and they'll tell you the exact thing I have.

[Maybe it's a little unfair, if he came from such a world and time where they simply don't know better, but she's more than a little annoyed at this point. It's been a stressful month.]

[Wow, he can't believe she's allowed to get away with that kind of language. He remembers when there used to be standards around here.]

Well I honestly don't believe that. Not with that kind of bedside manner. I came here for just a simple bloodletting and all you want to do is toss my blood to the wolves.

[Wait. She sighs, shaking her head.]

A bloodletting? Why?

Well, I've got a headache. [With an implied obviously?]

[Another sigh.]

Bloodletting is no longer used for curing headaches. Do you understand?

[She feels like she's scolding a child.]

What? Since when? I did it last year and it worked like a charm! I was so distracted by bleeding I forgot all about my headache!

[And now it's gone!? What's he supposed to do now? Have a headache FOREVER?]

There are other, better remedies for the pains you might have. Or are you that intent on losing blood today?

[That last but was not necessary but whatever.]

Well, I wouldn't say intent... but I really don't want to put a dead mole on my head. I'd look so silly.

[Medieval cures... they're something else.]

[She frowns. Might as well be back in Scotland.]

No. No moles, either. Or blood from other people or leeches. Just medicine.

Oh God. It's not going to make me nauseous again, is it? [Been there. DONE THAT. Bloodletting is so much better than gutletting.]

No. [Deadpan.] Are you here to be healed, now? Or do you have more complaints?

I mean... do you want to hear more complaints? [She didn't seem to be enjoying them but he's game if she is.]

If you don't want to leave the Sanctuary with one less body part, it's wiser if you keep it to yourself.

[No. No enjoyment to be had.]

[He opens his mouth to complain about how he keeps encountering the rudest medical staff, but wisely decides to close it.]

You know, I think I'll just let this headache go away on its own.

I was just thinking the same thing.

[He's her headache. Claire, being Claire, can't help but go for the sarcasm. She gives a curtsy.]

Have a pleasant rest of your day, my lord.

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