❪ mini-event ❫ OLYMPIA QUESTS: 1

[natha]

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. QUICK NAV premise ● faq ● world ● map ● reputation ● npcs taken ● reserves ● application calendar ● hiatus/drops ● modbox [ FULL NAVIGATION ] elnysa nysalogs nysaisles nysaooc elnyan

Comments

QUESTIONS

[natha]

[tummyflowers]

What kind of criteria are we looking at for creating animals? Can they be monster-like with some weird powers or something more like you'd find in nature in the real world? Also for the character's appearance, should we avoid drawing artwork from different fandoms?

[chaoticlootral]

re: blood

Is there a limit to the amount of blood that they'll pay for? Does it have to be YOUR blood or just any blood you happened to come across? Also if someone who possibly had magic powers that could make water appear to be pretty convincing blood (for an hour) sold that instead of real blood, how would that go over? Asking for a friend.

[gekkajuu]

Say character 1 is allied to Evras and character 2 is allied to Lysa, would it be okay to presume that both characters just-so-happened to be sent on the same mission so things can be threaded out without the characters working for the "opposing" boss? Or might they be found out, and would shit hit the fan at that point?

claire fraser | outlander

[nineteenfortyfive]

💉 BLOOD BANK 💉

[Luckily, Claire now works for the Sanctuary. It's a natural fit given that she's a nurse. So, the call for blood and volunteers (whatever the reason) might not be too terrible given her inclination to get involved in this place. She at least can avoid bruising any veins. Less stabbing is always good.]

Are you here to donate?

[There's a brief smile offered to anyone that ventures in, and if she spots someone trying to fumble about with the tools she'll walk over to inspect. She's not keen on untrained volunteers jabbing refugees with needles.]

Have you done this before?

[Or, alternatively: if she sees you with a knife, she'll make a grab for your wrist and not be so nice when she speaks.]

What in God's name are you doing with that?

[natha]

They can be monster-like with weird powers if you wish! We want to encourage creativity, so while we will only be choosing 20 submissions to be considered official canon, we welcome strange and unusual submissions.

Do you mean using art from an established canon for a specimen's appearance? We prefer original artwork, but creatures or plants that resemble those from a canon are acceptable.

[natha]

The payment is a flat 200 silver, regardless of volume, with a minimum 1 pint donation. It has to be blood drawn on the spot from a living person, and that person will be receiving the payment. You are free to try and sell fake blood and say it came from the person you were supposed to draw from, but the trick will only work once, and the people involved will be banned from using the blood bank's services in the future.

[natha]

Yes, that is fine! The only thing that matters is who the INDIVIDUAL character submits the results to.

Loz | Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children

[silverhound]

The Birds & the Bees

[There's truly something wondrous about seeing these little colorful creatures flying along the canopy. Loz found himself oddly charmed by the Sephts colorful plumage and demure stature. While he would never say it aloud, the overgrown brute finds them to be a tad cute with their big innocent brown eyes and shockingly tiny hands. He especially like how strong the little critters are. One of them, a little blue one with tiny hands upon its wings, tried to fight him for his satchel. Loz was plenty annoyed at first and tried to squash the Sepht like a bug but the fluffy creature managed to successfully steal his stuff but also held up his incoming fist with absurd might like it was nothing. Perhaps that's how these loveable marsupials won over their harshest critic.

Content with just watching the little critters scurry about, Loz eventually start to follow one with yellow wings through the woods. The little Sepht is quick but Loz is quicker. He nimbly hops from tree to tree with no effort, not at all concerned about how high he is from the jagged ground below. He's damn near ten stories high at this point with just a willowy tree branch as leverage. It's almost unreal how the large brute is able to linger up there upon the branches without breaking them.

Of course no one would expect someone like Loz to be so fleet-footed. People are lucky that he hasn't felt the need to attack anyone as of late. The silver haired menace is quite terrifying when angered.]

I think it got away. [He calls from above as he glances down.] It was flying south but I lost it!

[Wait, is he trying to catch one of these adorable creatures? Maybe.]

Too many trees! It's hard to see.


Help A Neighbor

[When the local stonemasons in Olympia's downtown district needed help carrying a few heavy supplies, they of course asked the burly strong silver-haired guy with the strange glowing green eyes. Loz was minding his own business when one of the men approached. The glare he gave the man was downright haughty since Loz doesn't like being bothered by anyone, especially by weirdos he doesn't know. At the promise of some free lunch, Loz quickly changes his tone and agrees to assist. Little did the stonemasons realize that they scored big with their new volunteer.

Able to lift things twice his own size with relative ease, imagine their surprise to see Loz carrying two giant tree logs like its nothing. He simply picked them off the horse drawn cart and lifted them onto his shoulders like nothing. He had to yell at the speechless worker to figure out where to place the stuff but once he does, Loz obediently does as he's told and sets them down beside the incomplete monument the men are working on.

Loz decides to keep helping them for a time too. He's literally ferrying loads of bricks, stone and steel from one part of town to the other without anyone's help. Hell, he's not even breaking a sweat from all this heavy lifting and seems utterly immune to fatigue. While he's completely unaware of how much his good deeds are winning favor with onlookers, Loz is still a tad cranky.]

Move it, will ya?! [Yeah, you're kind of standing in his way, asshole. So scram!] I outta drop these damn bricks on your head!

[...He's particularly moody today.]

Wildcard
(Feel free to make your own prompts! I'm open to anything.)

richard | galavant

[tummyflowers]

[Richard arrives upon hearing that this is where people give up their blood. He wasn't told it was for dietary reasons, mostly because he immediately pronounced he had a terrible headache. So he arrives at the Sanctuary looking critically at the equipment. This is when Claire walks up.]

Well, not as such. Usually I have a person to do this for me.

[nineteenfortyfive]

You're here to donate, correct? You needn't draw your own blood for us. [There's an amused quirk of her lips.] Would you care for me to? Unless you're here for some other reason.

[chaoticlootral]

If you can also change your appearance with magic would that be a way to get around the banning/sell multiple pints of blood? Since it wouldn't look like Taako (or someone who is not taako, since I am asking for a friend) could he just walk in with a new face.

Senren Lavellan | Dragon Age: Inquisition

[heraldsdawn]

Birbs and Bees
Sepht
[ Lavellan is sprinting, fully geared out as he runs after one of these quick little flying creatures. Breathing heavily as he leaps over logs and boulders after it. Whatever this little bugger has got it's definitely not wanting to give it up. Lavellan looks over his shoulder yelling to his apparent companion: ]

Hurry! We'll lose sight of it gets to the trees before we do!

Cinjaw
[ Unfortunately for Lavellan he hadn't been given the memo and is currently lying down unconscious. It might be in the dirt, might be in the hay, otherwise he's out cold sleeping deeply. ]

Help a Neighbour

[ Lavellan had been coerced into helping a few of the bakers on the street to carry flour inside their house for the morning bread. He couldn't outright say no to such an old couple after all. Regardless, he's done his job and promised a loaf for the task being done. He feels sore and achy and all he can do is sit down and take a breath. He holds the little loaf, wrapped up in linen in his hand when he looks over to someone nearby who does seem like their in need of aid. Getting up he stows the loaf away and approaches with a raised hand. ]
Excuse me? It looks like you're having some trouble do you need assistance?


Wildcard
[ ooc; want to do something that's not on here? I'm open to anything ]

akira kurusu.

[frizziest]

ONE ― THE BIRDS AND THE BEES.

[ Akira needs money. maybe not to buy airsoft guns and movie prop swords and whips to wave about, but to get around in a world completely foreign to him. and just like old times, he's obligated to sign up for just about any task available in order to do exactly that. apparently that means he needs to go out to the wilds and spray pheromones to help strange creatures mate. it's... not exactly the same as running a register or cleaning dishes, but he's gotta do what he's gotta do! ―right? right.

you may catch him in a variety of places, because he has no chill and once he is set to a task, he doesn't know when to stop unless his body gives out or until he's told to go to sleep. let's just say he is used to that. maybe you decided it was a good idea to go with the boy to go make the fauna get it on. perhaps you are out there on your own dime. if it's out of pure happenstance, he is at any of the three locations holding the species most in need of assistance. in order:

at i.) Murkwell Hollow, Akira is a greenhorn to all of this pheromone stuff. he has decided a mask would not be needed, possibly because the area appears to be open enough or because the Xlarix's influence has affected his judgment. it doesn't change the fact that not wearing a mask is a very bad idea. a number of things may happen here. he could accidentally spray you with the aphrodisiac due to not knowing you were there. Akira himself may drape his body over yours as a result of both the aphrodisiacs and the positive energy released by the Xlarix. it doesn't matter if he knows you or not. it's going to be weird regardless.

even if the results from his original destination may end up being terrible, he continues on. you may also find him at ii.) Edrathe Ruins, where he has finally smartened up and wore his mask only to find one of the Sepht snatching the journal he had been carrying around with him from his home. there's more chasing than spraying going on there. by the time he returns to iii.) outside of Olympia, he's hardly even working. he is literally asleep, riiiight on top of one of the Cinjaw. it's been a long day, so hopefully anyone else out there on the job will be nice to wake him up before getting the herd excitable. ]

TWO ― HELP A NEIGHBOR.

There's a cat up there.

[ a singular finger is pointed up towards a particularly large building in the Market District of Olympia. one of the frantic natives made mention of losing their pet to their curiosity, as the feline broke loose from its domestic chains and has since lost itself to the city. Akira has been following the cat for quite some time with the use of his Third Eye, but as expected, it is quite the nimble animal. he could very easily wear his mask and climb the walls to try and rescue the cat, but for the sake of staying under the radar, he decides it may be best to try and do so through normal means.

and hence, he's looking at you and hoping for assistance. ]

Will you help me? It needs to return home. Their owner is very upset.

THREE ― BLOOD BANK.

[ as much as he would like to volunteer in the act of taking blood, Akira is more used to being on the receiving end of such an act. with his experience as someone's guinea pig, donating is certainly up his alley. the money being offered for such a charitable act is nothing to scoff at, so he will be as patient as can be while waiting for the next person to assist him. maybe he should be concerned when he hears someone scream in the distance, probably as a result of a not-so-clean removal of blood from their veins. perhaps they're just deathly afraid of needles. that must be it.

when it's finally his turn, Akira is offering the "phlebotomist" (aka you) his body with both arms extended outward. that's how these things work, right. ]

I've been told my veins are sometimes hard to find, so... be gentle, please?

[tummyflowers]

[Donate? Oh, is it that kind of thing? Well, Richard doesn't really have any money for that. He's barely making ends meet as it is.]

Well, I can't really pay as such. But you know, just a little for the humours, that's all.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[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.]

[tummyflowers]

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.]

ROCKET | OTA

[beatupgrass]

𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒄𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒕

[Documenting fauna (especially when he hears Evras is hunting for observations and he's gonna do everything he can to avoid that guy) sounds sketchy as hell, but it's hard to argue with an easy 100 silver. He agrees to Lysa's terms and intends to stick primarily to the flora part, and sets out.

A. The problem, of course is he has terrible penmanship and can't draw worth a flying flip, so this is going about as well as one can expect. At one point, you may find him sitting in front of what appears to be a kind of weed (though a nice looking one), trying to painstakingly detail it in his journal, grumbling all the while. This is not his bag. Why aren't there odd jobs for doing fun things?

B. Of course, documenting plants gets boring as hell after awhile, and he's still gunning to find the fastest way out of Olympia, so he uses this as an excuse to explore the area and maybe find something worthwhile. Unfortunately, he's not the only person who's taken up the offers presented by Evras and Lysa, and despite wearing a jumpsuit, he's still a cute furry mammal who looks like he belongs here. It might not be hard to mistake him for one of the creatures you're meant to be documenting.

I mean, look at him sniffing the air and climbing the trees. Or maybe pausing to lick a paw or yank a burr out. If you somehow missed him in all of the time you've spent together over the past month. Or maybe you should tell him to stop looking so adorable if you dare.

C. Alternately, you've followed the sound of some dramatic yelling to find Rocket on top of some poor hapless civilian looking ready to punch him in the face. Judging by the broken nose, it's already happened at least once, and Rocket sounds a little hysterical as he yells:] I swear if you say one word, you have had it. You got me, jackass?

[Maybe you should... break in there.]



𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒐𝒔 𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕


[There's no denying it- Rocket is absolutely terrible at being a good neighbor, even if he knows that it's the only way to get anywhere when you're stuck in a place. He has no way out of Olympia right now and if he's too unruly, he has a feeling in his gut about what will happen, Darma and her lackeys be damned. That conversation with Evras still has him on edge.

Honestly, it probably doesn't matter how genteel he is. It could still happen.

D. Rocket's one contribution seems to be repairwork- everything here is so archaic that a simple fix seems like a miracle of god to these people. He wishes he was getting paid for it, but it's so easy maybe he can attract someone willing to pay for his services. At least the odd jobs aren't completely beneath him.

Having to endure the affection of a dozen grateful widows, on the other hand... Not great. Rocket's trying his damnedest not to claw anyone's eyes out, but he's still something of a novelty around here, which means he might finish a job and get an unwelcome pat on the head or, in some cases, a very enthusiastic embraces. You'll have probably stumbled upon at least one of these things, and Rocket's patience is wearing thin. Save him.

E. After a long hard day of doing jobs that he isn't getting paid for, Rocket can be found at the most disreputable bar he can find, sitting on a stool at the counter, and running up a tab that he most definitely can't afford right now. And he's more than happy to bitch about the shit day he's been having and all of the horrible goings on from the overly affectionate housewives to being stalked by nature observers to almost any other insignificant misfortune he can come up with.]



𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒓𝒆, 𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔


[The one place Rocket wants to avoid most (besides the Institute)? The blood bank. Not a fan of needles, this one. 200 fucking silver is such easy money, though. And maybe they won't realize his blood is useless.

No. No, no, no. He not only has standards, he won't subject himself to selling any part of his body for money, especially when he might literally hyperventilate at the sight of a needle. Not for 200 silver. Not for any silver.

It's not worth it.

F. But, of course, if you happen to see him standing nearby with his tail swishing back and forth in agitation, it's nothing. He's not thinking about it. He's not weighing the pros and cons in his head so hard that when you address him, he jumps like you just scared him.

And if he looks annoyed, it's because you snuck up on him- not because you broke his concentration or that he's a little bit keyed up.] What? You never seen a guy on a streetcorner before?

the Cinjaw

[tummyflowers]

Look at him, Tad Cooper. Sleeping on the job. A sad state of affairs, isn't it? [Tad Cooper stares blankly at nothing at all, silently confirming his consent.] Not at all like that young lady from before. Now she was diligent.

[But he supposes you can't lump all people with weird deformed ears into the same category. Some are industrious scientists like Zelda and others like to sleep with the livestock.]

[nineteenfortyfive]

[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.

[tummyflowers]

[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.]

[nineteenfortyfive]

[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.]

[tummyflowers]

Since only twenty will be picked, should we hold off on actually using any of these submissions until they've been selected or is it okay to use them in threads?

[tummyflowers]

[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.

[nineteenfortyfive]

[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.