❪ 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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[meinwaifu]

[He sits back on his hind legs, tilting his head in that signature puppy way--]

[And then talks in a voice that really, really doesn't suit such a cute puppy dog. But it's clearly the same as the voice fro before.]

Really? The mysterious voice teasing you from the darkness turns out to be something small and adorable, and you immediately pick out the one inconsistency keeping my story straight?

Why, I don't know whether to be impressed or disappointed!

[HE'S VERY IMPRESSED ACTUALLY b-but he's not going to just say that, baka.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Just this face. Chuuya is never going to let him forget this, just like Mephisto will never let him forget the pet thing. Or the vampire thing.]

I wouldn’t dream of it.

[He’s gonna keep petting it until Meph poofs it away again.]

Never knew you had this kinda side to you.

lolol nsfw

[meinwaifu]

There's a lot you don't know about me! This is j-just... a small... nnng...

[Aaand just as Chuuya hits the 15 second mark is when Mephisto actually has to just cross his legs to try and make it a little less obvious that he's enjoying this too much.]

[He knows he needs to put his tail away, lest Chuuya take more than he deserves, but-- well, he is a demon. And demons are inherently pleasure seekers. And this is certainly pleasurable.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Keep on tsuning, Meph. Chuuya is enjoying it far too much.

Don’t try hiding your boner, either!! You’re not subtle!]

It’s been fifteen seconds. Guess my time is up.

[Then he just. Stops, hands stilling on Mephisto’s tail.

His lips curl into a wicked smirk.]

Unless you want me to keep going.

1/3

[meinwaifu]

[...]

[meinwaifu]

[Considering... it...]

[meinwaifu]

--just how many strange fetishes do you have?

At this point, I'm honestly worried you may be an even bigger pervert than me!

[HE'S JOKING but also bruh]

[thetaintedsorrow]

I doubt that’s possible.

[But it sure is nice to one-up Mephisto for once, and Chuuya pushes his luck by giving the length of his tail another stroke.]

Well? Are you gonna tell me to stop or what?

[inaurare]

Wouldn't that be wonderful?

[that fall of hair still shields Venom from the rest of the group, but Linneus' arm feels a little too rubbery to keep it up, so he allows it to drop again]

I thought flight was only gifted to the birds, before - I'm learning here that isn't necessarily the case.

[inaurare]

[a burst of startled laughter with the language. Not scandalised - Linneus has encountered a fair amount of swearing even if he doesn't himself - just surprised]

Ah. That they can, I suppose.

Isn't it strange, how things stay with us? I know that the view isn't necessarily correct but I've heard it so often...

[meinwaifu]

It doesn't need to eat, but it will if offered. It has a bit of a sweet tooth, actually! But unfortunately, I don't have anything on me... ah, but this was the spot!

[It's a nice little clearing, actually. But unbeknownst to the both of them, those purple mushrooms surrounding the clearing are the ones that'll turn them teeny tiny.]

[And as soon as they walk into the clearing-- they'll hear the sound of what's clearly a monkey echoing in the distance around them. But for some reason, it's impossible to tell what direction it's coming from (since two are calling from opposite directions -- while the third is mute, and rustling around in the treetops overhead).]

See-- the acoustics here are rather odd. I don't even know which direction to try first.

[meinwaifu]

[Hnnng he lets out another little whimper at that, certainly enjoying the feeling of it, yes. Which is what has him so conflicted! He can't let their new dynamic start off with Chuuya coming out on top, it just wouldn't be right!]

[But neither would asking him to stop-- because he should have stopped on his own when those 15 seconds were up!!]

Is this really any way to treat your master? You're being rather rude, you know.

If anythi-- nnng... you should be asking my permission to keep going!

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Chuuya isn’t clueless enough to believe that this is going to become a regular thing, but isn’t that all the more reason to make the most of it?

He’ll just settle himself right in Mephisto’s lap and reach around behind him to grip his tail at the base. Not hard, but enough to get Mephisto’s attention.]

You’re right. I forgot my manners. Sorry, Master.

[The last word is breathed hot and heavy into Mephisto’s ear. He starts stroking the length of Mephisto’s tail much like he would if he jerking him off properly, and he won’t deny that he’s getting a little excited himself.

He’s going to pay for this later, he’s sure, but for now...]

1/2

[meinwaifu]

[Goddammit, Chuuya has no right being this sexy?? Since when is he letting him get the upper hand? Was he too careless in making that agreement? In allowing this to happen at all?]

[But he can't deny that some part of him is incredibly turned on by this turn of events, for all that no one ever manages to get the upper hand over him like this. He feels so explicitly at Chuuya's mercy, knowing that if he were even just a little rougher with that tail, he'd probably pass right out.]

[Those words whispered in his ear have him shivering, clinging to Chuuya before he even realizes what he's doing--]

[meinwaifu]

[--and then, very abruptly going completely slack in his arms.]




[Look, he's only done this like three times now, he's not sure at what point it becomes too much when his powers are still all out of whack from the Storm.]

[Should Chuuya push Meph back against the couch, he'll find his expression dazed and that he's drooling a little -- completely out cold, for the next minute or so.]

[But above them both, the little bat familiar looks extremely distressed, and will start angry chirping at Chuuya.]

[defenses]

Does this mean you'll sing with me? [ he isn't sure if he's jumping to too many conclusions here, but it seems like reinhardtzar might have been interested in it? maybe? regardless— ] I'm sure this guy will be really happy... [ in theory ...

and maybe lead him out of this place. there's asking reinhardtzar for help, sure, but vane was now on a Mission. ]

[defenses]

[ what a guy...

vane is actually kind of touched by the man's concern. which is why he's so quick to shift gears (amongst many other reasons pertaining to his character). he physically shakes it off, even flexing a little as if to prove his next set of words. ] Yeah! No worries! I'm totally fine! [ even if he was kind of surprised initially. he seems to move past that for now. ]

But, how are you? This whole place keeps you on your toes, huh?

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Give Chuuya an inch and he’ll take a mile apparently, at least when it comes to getting the upper hand. Whether it be fighting or fucking, Chuuya is very susceptible to power trips on occasion, and that’s clearly what’s happening here. To think that he’d have such an incredibly powerful being at his mercy, shuddering and clinging to him...

And passing out in his arms.

...

UH???

Chuuya pushes Mephisto back against the couch, his expression one of utter disbelief. If he weren’t a demon, Chuuya might assume he’d killed the guy.]

Oi! Faust!

[Chuuya gives Mephisto’s shoulders a shake, and he might just be freaking out a little bit. The bat chirping at him earns a pissy little glare.]

I didn’t mean to!

[HUFF.

Well. Nothing left to do but wait?? And poke and prod at Meph until he wakes up.]

[defenses]

[ even if vane is carrying the world, he doesn't seem to be struggling all too much. if anything, it's probably a pretty comical sight. two guys walking in the dark, one carrying the entirety of the other's material belongings... no, maybe that's just sad. but instead of focusing on that, vane gives pause to rohan's words.

"i've seen them." ] R-really...?

[ or so he starts off, but then he suddenly stops himself.

he doesn't often hear rohan speak so frankly. not that he isn't always full of things to say, but that they don't normally carry on this sort of tone. thoughtful. maybe even reflective. vane falls silent as if soaking that in for a few moments, before he speaks again. this time a little more curious. ] I didn't expect to hear you say something like that.

Were you scared?

[meinwaifu]

Oh no, not a whole month! But considering the weight of your transgression, hmm... I'd say two weeks wouldn't be unreasonable.

[Yeah, he's totally gonna do it. Which also means abruptly letting go of Reign's hair and standing up straight, dusting himself off.]

Fufu, if you think you can handle it. But if you can manage to last the whole two weeks without giving in, then I'll certainly come up with a suitable reward for you.

[Because of course, giving in is still an option. This was all a part of their play -- which meant the safeword still applied here.]

[defenses]

[ sadly, he is very for real.

between landing in such a new place and it taking on such a fiction-like atmosphere, maybe it shouldn't be too surprising that he jumps the gun with his thoughts. still, when she makes her way on the palm of his hand, he squints down at her. while she could very well be kind of fairy-like, maybe? he doesn't have a lot of comparison to go off of aside from primals and monsters, but she was indeed familiar.

hm...


then it clicks: ] Ah!! You were the one right next to me! [ while he could also jump theories again and wonder which came first the fairy or the human, instead— ] H-how did you get so small? Was it from that time? [ with the mushrooms, that is...

at least he's slowly getting it. bright side.... ]

[meinwaifu]

[He's definitely not dead, seeing as he's still breathing and all. But he will stay like that for a full minute, completely non-responsive to just about anything--]

[But eventually he moves, eyes and mouth sliding closed and scrunching up into a brief look of pain, before he sighs and shoots a very tired frown at Chuuya.]

...you're supposed to address me as master when we're alone. That would have been must nicer to wake up to.

[insist]

[ At first, yeah?? Because he apparently grabbed Koichi and ran for it?? Wild. Of course, he doesn't like making himself look bad, so he's not going to share that fact. ]

It's normal to approach such things with caution. [ Meaning to say that yeah, he was afraid at first. ]

But when you think about it, they're really no more than people who couldn't pass on for one reason or another. [ A sensible thing to say, but the fact that he's not being obnoxious with the many tidbits of knowledge he seems to have about everything does indicate that he has a personal stake in the matter. He almost sounds respectful. Of course, he's thinking of her when he speaks of ghosts, but it's not information he'll readily share. ]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Just gonna ignore that comment for a second.]

What the hell was that??

[Nevermind that he’s still sitting in Mephisto’s lap, which isn’t helping.]

Guess you weren’t kidding about it being a weak spot.

[devilcalling]

[ Ryoko blinks, leaning slightly forward as she observes her company, his expression. Some people, she's noticed, become more exaggerated in the expression department when affected by the herb or other drugs. She can't really say with her present company, but she's pretty sure she's got a good idea what that shifting gaze means. ]

Well, they're pretty either way.

[ A beat. ]

So, tell me. You got a name, Stranger?