❪ event ❫ khalo? can you hear me?

[natha]

In normal circumstances, this would have been near the time in which you're called upon to greet the newly awakened. Unfortunately, I speak to you to inform that we must postpone that — there is trouble on your horizon. What, I cannot see for sure. We shall continue to monitor the situation, however — we - ... we — [feed cuts off.] OLYMPIAN PRESERVATION     The city of Olympia is preparing the send-off of its most prized artifact: the heart of the ancient dragon, Ysverai. In doing this, they've transformed the palace court into an exhibition detailing the centuries-old war between Wyver and Olympia. Sculptures of Nithor the Exalted and his men and women in clean, white marble, while their armors are polished in perfect gold. Among Nithor are the sculptures of stallions in all shapes and sizes that also aided in the great war. Further in the exhibition, one may also find other artifacts of much older weaponry, rusted by its time in the earth, and items found from a time when humans feared the dragons. The Royal Guard has increased its numbers in wake of such a public event, particularly because the heart will be in display also. The heart is not what one might expect it to be: about the size of an average human, the heart's core is surrounded in stone, a red glow emitting from its still beating core. If that were not unsettling enough, one might also find that lingering around this particular exhibit will have undue affects on one's inhibitions. You'll notice your heart has fallen into sync with the organ, and your more selfish desires will come forth. Things that have long been buried will rise up and place you in a state of unease, encouraging paranoia about your companions intentions. Allow it to fester, and one will carry this feeling with them long after you've left the scene. It's probably a good thing this is leaving Olympia — perhaps it's a source of so much conflict you've endured. It's easy to become mesmerized by all the historical artifacts that are present in Olympia's exhibition. Some even seem mystical or, like Ysverai’s heart, to hold unspeakable powers. Others are just a little eerie. Either way, Olympia prides itself in its generosity and their grand displays, and so refugees are urged to learn more about their artifacts by spending the night in Palace Court. Though, someone should probably mention that there are rumors of strange, almost occult things happening around these relics at night. People speak of armored soldiers casting shadows that have the ability to walk on their own, or gemstones that catch the moonlight in a certain way and show you visions. But those are just silly ghost stories, right? TALL TALES OF KHALO VILLAGE     Because of Khalo's proximity to Wyver, it's no surprise that they would catch wind of the peace talks between Wyver and Olympia. In response, for the first time in centuries, Khalo Village has willingly granted passage to outsiders — but visitors will immediately find out that one cannot just simply walk into the village. Visitors will need to inhale the smoke of a fyrra herb in order to enter the premises without falling into slumber. Khalo is notably different than what refugees are used to. Visitors, specifically refugees, will find that they are exceedingly accommodating. The Khali are very intrigued by the outsiders, thus they're treated with much respect and given instant access to some of the best lounges and fyrra the village has to offer. In exchange, the village is interested in hearing about your journey thus far. Whether it be through a conversation with another individual or the Khali themselves, they'll very likely to have been eavesdropping and recording the tales of their exploits. Why, exactly? Perhaps it will not be immediately clear, but if you happened upon a venasou, a tamed Khali creature, it may have guided you to their Enchanted Library. Upon entering the library, visitors will notice that it is quite the happening place — but not because it's occupied by the Khali, but because there seems to be an assembly of magical quills seemingly writing on their own. The quills are mostly undisturbed by the intrusion and will not stop writing even if parchment is taken from it; it will simply produce another piece of paper and continue its tales. If you happen to read the parchment, you may notice that there is a daunting similarity between your story and the ones being written here. Tales of Thesa birthing new races and sending them from the sky, for example, are very popular in Khalo Village. They mark July 15th as the day in which the Moon Goddess, Thesa, created more people in her image and brought them to El Nysa as saviors. The coincidences don't end there: specifics about your home world might be found in the writings if you search deeply enough — but it's not without its exaggerations. These stories are given all sorts of poetic and literary forms, from short stories to limericks, biographies to something similar to haiku. If asked, the Khali will inform visitors that the enchanted library has access to vague parts of your memories, and thus it is duty-bound to record. The Khali have not seen stories as strange as the ones being made by refugees, which is largely why they are interested in them. NOTE: This is entirely optional! You may make up your own "stories" (fanfiction) and it could be as accurate or inaccurate, or as serious or silly as you'd like. While tales of the Thesa's descendants are still being written, visitors of the Enchanted Library might find intrigue in the more complete works — KING AND KIN. If one is willing to delve deep, they may also find parts of Wyver's past that have been removed from their own archives. These pages will recount the tales of Shanrian and Rasyc. Though a lot of the narrative seems to divide at certain points in the story, it becomes obvious with some quick reading that Rasyc is not only the son of Shanrian, but that he glorifies the Wyver of old, more bloodthirsty and brutal than it is today. Unlike his father, he does not take kindly to Olympia and the threat they will always pose for their people. He has not forgotten Olympia's past sins and he believes that, in his foolish quest for peace, the king has gone soft and no longer possesses the real will to fight. His present voice in affairs of state is not a loud one, as he chooses to speak in whispers and move in the dead of silence. In these quiet murmurings, he boasts of his unwavering belief in the power and dignity of his people. Of how they should all return to what they once were — the kingdom, its citizens, and naturally the father who he had once admired greatly. Though perhaps it can be argued that any estranged son would wish the same. It's difficult to pinpoint what becomes political and what is and always will be more personal for him. But, it hardly matters. It's clear that Rasyc will stop at nothing to achieve his objectives, even if it means never returning to place he calls home. Even if it means turning his back on his own father, Shanrian, King of Wyver... DRAGONFIRE. While tales of the Thesa's descendants are still being written, visitors to the Enchanted Library might find intrigue in the more complete works. In particular, tales of Ysverai, the last of Wyver's great high dragons. Ysverai is most commonly known for being slain by Olympia’s past king and legendary hero, Nithor, but here in Khalo he is depicted in another light. Ysverai is known to the Khali people as a wise being, old as the first inhabitants that walked El Nysa. The creature spoke in the common tongue to the early settlers, guiding them to refuge when his kin began to dominate the land at the cost of its own isolation. It ultimately becomes a tale of sacrifice, for its stand with Nithor became a testament against the Olympian Empire's long reaching influence. At the bottom, there is a quotation: Your hearts will fill with greed and malice the moment my own stops beating. Take care in the Eye of the Storm. Find strength in one another, before it is too late. It seems to end there. Refugees are naturally allowed to question the natives. However, keep in mind that many of their replies will seem more like speculation than fact. But maybe that can be fun too? If you have no interest in the library and the tales they've woven, feel free to explore any of the other areas of interest. Khalo Village is thrilled to be open for you all. THOSE THAT SEEK PEACE, AND THOSE THAT SEEK --     The morning of the 20th is marked by fairly dismal weather. The sky is overcast and a downpour seems imminent. Regardless of the poor forecast, those who signed up to assist in this mission will be required to come early in order to receive their briefing. Members of Group A: ▸ Jon Snow (song_of_ice) ▸ Daenerys Targaryen (dorzalta) ▸ Loras Tyrell (triplerose) ▸ Terra (earthy) ▸ Alisaie Leveilleur (adelphoi) ▸ Solider: 76 (personalwar) ▸ Ardyn Izunia (daemonized) ▸ Mai(maipokerface) ▸ Olivier Armstrong (wallsofbriggs) ▸ Atsushi Nakajima (gekkajuu) Members of Group B: ▸ Kale (kaleorbekaled) ▸ Diana Prince (wondie) ▸ Pheonix Wright (objectionattourney) ▸ Revolver Ocelot (shashka) ▸ Frederick (pebblestone) ▸ John Sheppard (impavid ▸ Ianto Jones (torchwoodteaboy) ▸ Lena Oxton (quevarly) ▸ Allura (quintessent) Due to the rain, members of Group A will have to immediately stop by the checkpoint at the East Watchtower. Additionally, the Royal Guard and Knightryders are well-prepared with extra cloaks for those who may require it. They also will provide basic refreshments such as water and bread. People are encouraged to take what they need prior to their departure on this mission. The checkpoints are a bit far between, after all. Members of the envoy will also be encouraged to utilize this time to become familiar with one another. Maybe some introductions are in order? You never know who will end up having your back... For both groups, the paths will be relatively straightforward with evenly spaced checkpoints along the way. The only issue seems to be the downpour, really. The rain is unforgiving and the roads easily become unstable and increasingly difficult for the carriage to be drawn through. Hence, there may be more than one occasion where you will be expected to lend a hand in prying out its wheels from a particularly pesky (and muddy) pothole. Or perhaps you will be called upon by a fellow guard to assist in getting a particularly stubborn creature out of the path ahead of you. Seems like it may be a longer journey than you expected. Dirtier, too. While weathering the conditions may have been a bit tiring, this journey isn't too bad, right? Well, maybe not. GROUP A. Once the carriage gets through the worst of the terrain and finally manages to depart from the watchtower, it won't be long until the group is met with a physical roadblock. A large tree trunk will be set down the center of the road, acting as a blockade. But, before the group can react or begin crafting a plan around this obstruction, the carriage will be attacked without warning. At first, it's unclear where the attack comes from or from whom, but you don't have the leisure to deliberate this. You hear one of your fellow guards mention something about bandits frequenting these parts, but maybe there's more to it? Either way, your task is clear: protect the artifact, Nithor's skull, and fight the bandits off. You'll be encouraged to try and capture them so that they may later be turned and questioned by the authorities. GROUP B. With clear motives to restock and collect a few more materials for the carriage, it's evident that the envoy will appear restless to arrive at the second checkpoint. However, despite their unspoken delight at seeing the South Outpost from a distance, it's clear something has gone awry. There will be several hooded figures awaiting them right where the mud path meets the cobblestone of the Outpost's road. Soon, several more of these figures will come to flank them from both sides. While they seem like bandits, at least from their physical appearance, there is something far more polished in their movements. They will be attacking the envoy in concise, practiced formations. For those who are more perceptive, it becomes obvious that they are moving around and acting as decoy to one central figure. This member is likely the "leader" of their group, but no matter how one may try to close the distance between themselves and this mysterious leader, someone will constantly get in the way of that. The fighting also seems to act as a distraction since by the time everything is cleared up... only two things are missing. The leader of this group of bandits and more importantly — Ysverai's heart. NOTE: Those RNG'd to thread out the capture and questioning of the bandits will have starters below. For everyone else that signed up, you will still have the opportunity to capture the assailants even though they were not selected to thread the interrogation; you are free to make up your NPCs with the same basic guideline: they will not reveal their motive or their organization. You may turn them in to authorities (Wyver or Olympia or otherwise) or find creative ways to get rid of them. FINAL OOC NOTE     To reiterate: you may use this log as a general mingle for everything from the May Outline, including all Khalo Village activities. In other words, your top-levels don't necessarily have to be related to the prompts written here. An AC-eligible thread in which your character participates in anything mentioned in the May Outline and/or Khalo Village location page may be submitted for 2 REP POINT FOR EITHER OLYMPIA OR WYVER. SUBMIT THE THREAD FOR OLYMPIA OR WYVER HERE OR HERE RESPECTIVELY BY June 10th 11:59 PM EST. For those who participated in this month's plot-related portion, to receive IC recognition for it, a summary of the thread must be submitted HERE by June 8th 11:59 PM EST. Please direct all queries to the question thread below. Thank you, and have fun! QUICK NAV premise ● faq ● lore ● map ● npcs ● bestiary taken ● atp/emp ● application ● rep/acp ● quest bulletin calendar ● hiatus/drops ● modbox [ FULL NAVIGATION ] elnysa nysalogs nysaisles nysaooc elnyan

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[seagoing]

[Khalo after everything that's happened in the past few months is a welcome change of pace for Isabela from the back and forth of Olympia and Wyver, and the impatience of healing from her injuries. Her hand moves better now, burn wounds faded in the tan she's gotten in the warmer weather and when Justice asks her to come with him to the newly discovered village she'd beyond ready for a vacation.

What she doesn't expect is how comfortable the place is, how indulging it is to lay on smooth silk and soft cushions while being indulged to partake more in the plant keeping her awake. Even more surprising is seeing Justice go along with it beyond what's needed to be awake, but its certainly a pleasant one. She'd always figured he deserved time to relax, and no better time than now right?]

I certainly can't find it in me to complain whether its the same or not, not when it's made me the most relaxed I've felt in weeks.

[And she does, grinning at him as she takes a deep inhale herself. It reminds her of the various types of herbal blends she'd seen in markets and aboard ships, and she relishes in not feeling tense for once. For feeling comfortable, even more so than she's become accustomed to around Justice. Hard not to enjoy his company with the heady feeling from the potent plant.]

You think so too don't you? We've certainly earned a chance to relax, not worry so much about things. Admire the scenery, if you catch my drift.

[thetaintedsorrow]

Nope. But I know what a General is, at least.

[Chuuya crosses his arms and tries to appear just a tiiiiiny bit taller.]

I was an executive in the Mafia. Which was a pretty big deal back home, even if it doesn’t exist here.

[Sure there’s all kinds of criminal organizations around Nysa, but maybe, just maybe he’s trying not to follow that same path here.]

It’s funny how we’re all pretty much equal here. Even royalty has to work their way up.

Shell Overlord | Khalo | OTA!

[steponme]

1. Fanfact-or-fiction
[Within the Enchanted Library, it's easy enough to spot Shell wandering around the archives, staring at the enchanted quills with a look of wonder. But eventually, he's going to wind up finding something that hits a little too close to home... because it's about his home. But how exactly do you find him?]

[He can either be found (A) sitting in a corner and clutching a book in his shaking hands as he tries very hard not to cry, (B) looking flustered in front of a quill that's actively writing something and trying in vain to steal away the paper it's writing on to make it stop, or (C) reading a book with a completely disgusted look on his face... and yet he keeps turning the pages.]


2. Skinny Dip
[For anyone hoping to avoid the eyes of any natives and steal a quick dip in the Crescent late at night will find that they aren't the only one with that idea. As the twin moons peek out from behind the treetops, illuminating the water, Shell can be easily seen standing in a spot where the water is only up to his waist. Between his pale skin and bright green eyes that seem to flash whenever they catch the light, there's definitely a certain ethereal quality to him right now...]

[But let's be real, y'all gonna be distracted by the fact that his skin is goddamn littered in bite marks, and certainly not the sort caused by a dog or something. Goddammit Chuuya.]

[He doesn't realize he's not alone just yet, talking quietly to himself.] It feels cooler now... maybe the wind is helping...


3. A Vampire in the Sun
[Shell hasn't been sleeping too well as of late, between the heat and the need for strange hours (or at least, strange for him, seeing as he's usually nocturnal). So it's no surprise that he's been catching naps here and there to make up for it. But while he planned for a little nap outside in the shade, he was asleep long enough for the sunlight to have shifted, now blanketing him in it.... or at least it would be, if not for the large mossley that's decided to curl up beside him, shielding him from the sun. Did it sense he was looking a little overheated? It looks pretty content either way.]

[Shell will instinctively cuddle up against the side of anyone who sits next to him -- but only for a little while. Because if someone doesn't try and wake him up, he might just get rudely awoken by a nightmare instead...]


4. Is that a Weed?? | nsfw (ota 18+, but m/m only for smut if it happens)
[While most of the smoking lounges smelled of fyrra, one in particular has a rather different scent coming out it. The distinct scent of roses can be smelled wafting in from a little secluded corner in one of the fancier lounges. And as the source of the smell, Shell can be found laying in a large pile of pillows, arms stretched out on either side of him and a very relaxed expression on his face. He's taken quite a liking to the fyrra, having never really indulged in anything quite like this at home. He's spent more time than he'd care to admit here.]

[But the effect it has on him is pretty notable -- namely, that is encourages him to use his pheromones, which always seem to malfunction with all the fyrra in the air. Rather than the usual effect of forcing anyone around him into submission, the pheromones only leave a faint rosey smell in the air. But there is one additional (ooc: and completely optional) side effect -- the rosey scent acting as a sort of aphrodisiac. Shell's aware of it, but at the moment, unconcerned with it. And so, he'll just smile warmly at anyone who comes by curious as to why there's seemingly an invisible rose garden over here.]

Say... would you like to sit and talk for a while? It's a little lonely over here by myself.


5. Wildcard
[Hit me up on plurk at randomsnarfle if you wanna plot something else out!]

[jesus_is_gundam]

I live in Wyver.

Does that make a difference to you?

1-B

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Chuuya doesn’t really care much for libraries, but since he might not get another chance to visit Khalo, Chuuya decides he might as well explore every area. He wanders the archives, marveling over the quills that seem straight out of a fantasy novel, and soon enough he spots Shell near one of them, looking flustered.

Whatever the quill is writing must be embarrassing. Time for Chuuya to snoop.]

Heh. Is it writing dirty secrets about you? Lemme see.

[He’s totally going to snatch the paper unless Shell tries to stop him.]

[whatisright]

It is fictionalizing my first experiences in the mortal realm. It seems to have decided I had an affair with the Warden Commander and then battled my elven friend for Anders' affections.

[Justice keeps scowling at the quill, like the power of his displeasure alone will make it stop writing. It doesn't.]

None of that happened. Nothing remotely close to it happened.

[meinwaifu]

--absolutely not!!

[So how often has Reign seen Mephisto flustered? Never? Yeah, probably never. At least certainly not to this degree, because his face is bright red, his expression somewhere between embarrassment and anger.]

[Of course, short of attacking the quill itself (which would probably have him losing library privileges), not even tearing the paper away in time is going to do anything.]

[Which means Reign is going to see the quill very eagerly writing a story... a very very romantic story starring Samael and his beloved (yet unnamed) older brother, going into vivid detail just how much Samael idolizes and adores him. In fact, probably a little too much, because the level of detail going into this brother's appearance is definitely bordering on incestual. #yikes]

[whatisright]

I enjoy admiring the mortal realm when I have the chance. It truly is beautiful in a way the Fade is not.

[Justice lies next to Isabela, propping himself up on his elbow to glance her over. He's been worried about her since the kidnapping incident, but it seems like she is recovering well.] Besides, I have been told that I should not judge mortals so harshly without experiencing their world properly. I believe part of understanding the mortal experience is attempting to do things that they find enjoyable.

[He takes another long inhale. It occurs to him that Isabela smells nice, and he likes the feeling of her presence wafting from her skin and washing over him. He's not sure where that thought comes from, but he lets it be. He's just happy that she seems to be okay.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

Nah. I don’t care about sides.

Was only asking cause I don’t think I’ve seen you around before.

Judging from your profile picture, I mean.

[meinwaifu]

Don't make me regret not smooshing you in the forest.

[HUFF HUFF]

But you're mistaken! The Faust in this story isn't me. That's merely one of the names I took on when I took over this body, seeing as it belonged to its original owner.

[Which of course begs the question whether the "Faust" Chuuya knows is in it at all -- because the story appears to be a rather filthy one, describing the ways in which a figure named Mephistopheles thoroughly seduced a man named Faust.]

[...and boy, Faust sure likes it rough, if the story is anything to go by.]

[meinwaifu]

[Definitely not a cat-like sound, but the fact that it's a cat at all is the best thing tbh. Maybe he should turn into a dog and chase him??]

[He allows the silence after the coin stops moving to linger, waiting for the right moment... and then dropping a few more coins on the other side of the room, using his powers to make them land on their sides and roll ominously down the hallway.]

[And as if the station itself were playing along -- further down the hall, the lights quickly flicker on and them immediately turn off, revealing that nothing is there, despite the noises.]

[jesus_is_gundam]

I haven't been around here for very long.

What about you?

[eaudevamp]

[ Too late, if Mephisto was going to attempt to rip the paper or stop Reign from reading it, the khali women were quick to hold the demon back so Reign will have full access to the writings.

Reign peered closer, eyes going wide even as his own cheeks turned a nice shade of pink. Wow. This was really some story. He knew Mephisto's true name already, so it didn't take a genius for Reign to figure out whose story the quill was writing about. But the detail about an "older brother" was something new to Reign.

He tapped his lips, sending Mephisto a sideway glance. Nope, not judgemental at all. ]

I didn't know you've such feelings for your brother. I wish I've a younger sibling who idolises me too.

[ Oh, oh, what's this? Such vivid descriptions of Mephisto's brother: the cute tip of his ears, those pointy fangs, luscious kissable lips. Oho~ ]

And I thought I was the pervert one.

[steponme]

[Well, he's not going to take it away from Chuuya of all people, but--]

Actually, it's writing them about you.

[--and he's not lying, because the story being written is starring Chuuya and his sexual exploits with Shell just the other night... except it's being told from Chuuya's point of view. And includes some rather salacious thoughts about what he wants to do with Shell and how much he's enjoying it all and even comparing him to previous exploits...]

[Whether any of that is actually accurate is hard to say, but uh. It sure exists. And the quill just keeps on writing.]

[meinwaifu]

[Excuse you, Mephisto is a demon, he's totally going to just poof away from the Khali women and reappear behind Reign, yanking on the back of his shirt to pull him away from the writing.]

[He just looks mad now. But for someone like Mephisto, when he actually looks mad, he's not nearly as mad as he could be. It's when he doesn't look mad that you know it's time to worry.]

If you think even a word of this drivel is accurate, then you clearly don't know me very well.

[thetaintedsorrow]

Been around a few months.

It’s not bad. A friend of mine invited me to live with him in Olympia, which is the only reason I chose it.

[milesedgelord]

[There was a sense of all the tension leaving him as he took the hit. He hated to admit how much he needed this type of relaxation but there he was. He regarded Venom curiously before nodding. He didn't mind.]

I'm usually wary of such things, but at this point, its just nice to be able to relax. Of course.

[He settled back against the cushions as he took a second hit, blowing some smoke out slowly.]

How have you been?

[eaudevamp]

[ With Mephisto's height, it was easy for him to yank Reign back, practically lifting the vampire up until his feet barely touch the floor if Mephisto decided to do that. Not fair!

Reign pouted as he tried to twist out of Mephisto's grip, and would huff if he wasn't successful. Instead he would tilt his head back to look up at the demon. ]

So you don't have an older brother?

[thetaintedsorrow]

Uh huh.

[Chuuya wants to call bullshit, but it’s probably true that the Faust in the story isn’t the same as the one in real life. Or, if it is, then fan fiction Faust is incredibly out of character, from what Chuuya knows of the guy.]

So what, you’ve never taken it before? You’re missing out.

[That sure is a thing Chuuya just said. But hey, look how much not!Faust is enjoying himself!]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[WELL LOOK WHO JUST WENT FROM SMUG AND TEASING TO BLUSHING AND SPUTTERING IN RECORD TIME.]

What the fuck??

[He trues crumpling up the paper, and yet the quill just sets to writing on another conjured piece. It’s probably capable of summoning infinite papers...

Chuuya looks incredibly flustered now, crossing his arms with a huff.]

Why the hell would it write this??

Shuusei Kagari | Psycho-Pass | OTA

[hedonistic]

i. a case of heart-burn [ olympian preservation ]

[So Kagari doesn't exactly love Olympia, generally based on the fact that he landed in Wyver first out of mere coincidence, and then Olympians were aggressively rude about his entire existence because of it, but. He couldn't not go see a fucking dragon heart on display. He gets as close as he is allowed before the Royal Guard start getting tetchy, and he's absolutely enthralled by the whole thing. Morbid? Maybe, but Kagari's never really shied away from ugliness.

It's probably where he spends the most time, but he does explore the rest of the museum, focusing mostly on the mystical artifacts because who cares about history, that's boring??? But anyway. At some point he hears some of the rumors floating around about the strange shenanigans that occur at night, and far from being spooked, he actually seems...excited?]

So, sleepover in this place, am I right? Who's with me?

ii. come fly away with me [ khalo village ]

[Was there ever any doubt Kagari wouldn't jump at the chance to go to a place like Khalo Village? Because he absolutely does. Just the idea of being surrounded by a magical barrier that requires smoking a special herb to bypass feels like something right out of one of his old RPGs, and he is here for it.

Know what else he's here for? The flying potions. Sure, they're expensive and not permanent, but he's always dreamed of having some kind of superpower, and he is definitely not above paying for one, even temporarily. Plus, it's just fuckin' cool??

Kagari feels a rush of adrenaline when he takes literal flight that he hasn't ever since that first moment the hangar doors opened in Thesa and he made his way down to the planet for the first time. It's thrilling, having so much pure control over one's movements, being able to perform a loop de loop in the air or walk upside down on nothing if he wants. This is the best day of his entire life.

He's having such a good time that he definitely ...... loses track of time. So uh, he may or may not be careening through the air in a fairly densely populated section when the potion wears off, and he may or may not .... be about to crash ... directly into you...

look out belowwwwww--]

iii. this disney prince shit seems fake [ taming fields ]

[Just about everything in Khalo Village is thrilling to Kagari--from the Enchanted Library to the Sportsball games to the fyrra lounges to the wandering Tree Guardians, but the main attraction is definitely the taming fields. The fact that anyone can learn taming magic is the best thing Kagari's experienced since he's arrived here, and he's experienced a lot of awesome things.

That...does not mean he's good at taming. He's trying (emphasis on trying) to ride an Eighrei that has thrown him at least three times, and that saying about getting back on the horse seems to be easier said than done at this precise moment.

Kagari is full on sulking]

Come oooon, let me ride youuu....

[Lend him a hand? Laugh at him? Rub your superior taming skills in his face? Up to u my friends.]

iv. throwing some serious rougeshade [ fyrra fields ]

[Kagari definitely wants to come back to this place, so he decides to lend a hand in harvesting fyrra. Which is all well and good at first, but given his approximately 0% experience in dealing with plants/nature before El Nysa, it was perhaps inevitable that he'd end up brushing against the rougeshade. A lot of it.

And thus he can be found laying dramatically face-down in the fields, his wrists already somewhat visibly red from scratching. He mutters, miserably, from the ground:]

I would literally kill a man for someone to scratch my back right now.

[jesus_is_gundam]

I don't have any friends here.

[Which may or may not explain the text most random]

I found a job at The Forged so I stayed in Wyver.

[thetaintedsorrow]

That’s too bad. Everyone needs a buddy or two. Who else are you gonna drink with?

[meinwaifu]

Do you really think I've lived among humans for tens of thousands of years and haven't once tried anal sex? Please-- I've done things that would make a succubus blush!

[This is not the source of Mephisto's shame here, okay.]

But honestly-- as if I would have ever slept with my own human host, let alone gone to the effort of seducing him! That's just inappropriate! Like some sort of bizarre masturbation, but twice as pathetic!

[...of course, the implication going unsaid here is that he's definitely the Mephistopheles mentioned in the story.]

[meinwaifu]

[YEAH NOT LETTING HIM GO but he is gonna start dragging him off somewhere else while talking to him, nbd. Mephisto knows he can't stop the quill, but at least this way he doesn't have to look at it anymore.]

Oh, I have several brothers. And I know you've already met one of my younger brothers, Amaimon. But my older brother-- [He jerks his hand forward and practically throws Reign down into a chair -- a cushioned one, at least, but there's not much gentleness to it.]

...was the greatest threat to humanity, and my sworn rival -- Lucifer.

[Which is a name Mephisto thinks he might just recognize, considering he knew the relatively more obscure story of Faust.]