❪ 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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[thetaintedsorrow]

[This is one of the things that Chuuya will never push for, and so when Atsushi openly, honestly admits exactly what he wants in language that Chuuya knows doesn’t come easy to him, he can’t help but comply.

Also it’s pretty fucking hot.]

Fuck yeah.

[Chuuya gives one last graze of teeth over Atsushi’s skin before pulling away, and while not ideal lube, he does remember some kind of oils near the exit to the bath. Convenient, and better than just saliva for someone’s first time taking it. Chuuya retrieves a bottle of what he thinks might be some kind of flowery scented oil before sliding back between Atsushi’s legs and slicking up his fingers with it.

Normally Chuuya doesn’t take anything slow, but this will absolutely suck if he doesn’t exercise a bit of caution. He slips one slicked-up finger between Atsushi’s ass cheeks to circle his hole, applying a gentle pressure but not pushing in quite yet.]

You ever done this to yourself before?

[gekkajuu]

[How many times of ripping Atsushi's ass would it take for the tiger to just give up on healing him?

Atsushi does want this, but that doesn't make him any less nervous, in spite of the smoke floating all around, making his head tingle. At Chuuya's question, he shakes his head vigorously, almost defensively - and yet, not quite like that. It's just... strange to talk about this stuff? Not using words makes it a little easier.

But that makes communication in general a lot harder, so he belatedly adds:]

No...

[Hearing himself say it, he gets nervous for another reason entirely, wondering if it's the wrong answer somehow. Not that he expects Chuuya to judge, but if Atsushi's childhood has taught him anything, it's that unpleasant and violent reactions can happen at any time, for any reason or no reason at all.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Time to find out.

Chuuya can tell that there’s some nervous apprehension going on, and in lieu of trying to comfort Atsushi with words (Chuuya has never been good at that), he leans over and captures his lips in another kiss, this one softer but no less heated than the others. Telling Atsushi to relax won’t accomplish anything, so instead Chuuya will try to distract him with kisses and grazes of teeth over his lips as he slowly pushes a finger inside.]

[gekkajuu]

[Kissing is good. Kissing is wonderful, and it does help Atsushi relax a bit, but letting something go inside of him is still not easy. Awkwardly, he tries to breathe hard through his nose while kissing, as if he'll calm down if he just gets enough oxygen.

That's ridiculous, of course. But he focuses on breathing, and he focuses on kissing, and even if the way he moans into the kiss is a little pained at times, that's discomfort more than anything. He wants to relax; he tries to relax. Chuuya's finger goes inside well enough, but it takes a little time for Atsushi to finally relax around it.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Maybe he’d underestimated Atsushi this time, because he’d expected much more apprehension once the first finger slipped inside, but he seems to be trying to breathe and relax around it, which makes penetration easier. He slides the first finger in and out slowly, still kissing Atsushi deeply to try and keep him from tensing up too much.

He adds another finger, giving Atsushi a moment to adjust before scissoring and stretching him open. It’s going to hurt to take a dick for the first time no matter what, but he can at least try to make it a bit easier.

Eventually he pulls back, studying Atsushi’s expression.]

How’s it feel?

[gekkajuu]

[Atsushi does his best, but his body keeps wanting to tense up and expel those fingers, even if Atsushi wants to keep going. It's a constant battle of forcing himself to relax, over and over again, and that's as exhausting as it is entrancing.

Honestly? It hurts a bit already. But lube makes all the difference, and little by little, Atsushi's body starts getting used to having something inside of him.]

It's... strange... I don't know.

It's like... it shouldn't be there.

[Which is kind of a shitty thing to say, probably. Atsushi would rather not bring this kind of "negative" commentary at a time like this, but he doesn't want to lie, either. He sighs, and wonders vaguely if he's hyperventilating from all this deliberate breathing. He'd probably know for sure if he was, though.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[That’s a pretty normal reaction to having something in your ass if you’re not used to it, and Chuuya would much rather hear honest answers than false reassurances. He keeps up his slow but steady pace, curling his fingers a bit to see if maybe he could start to stimulate the little spot that makes all this worth it.]

Just tell me if you can’t take it anymore, alright? I’m not trying to hurt you on purpose.

[Just for a little extra something to try and distract Atsushi while Chuuya slips one more finger inside he bends down and licks a hot, wet trail up the underside of Atsushi’s cock before sucking lightly on the tip. It shouldn’t be enough to make him come, just maybe make him squirm a little.]

[gekkajuu]

[Atsushi hums his agreement through clenched teeth, not wanting to risk making too much noise. Not that he isn't doing that anyway, but... A for effort?]

It doesn't... hurt.

[It does, a little. But not to any degree worth mentioning, and definitely not enough to make him want to stop. That goes double when Chuuya touches something inside of him, and Atsushi tenses up - but in a good way, this time. With a little yelp of surprise, he tries to figure out what happened. It doesn't feel bad, but it's still more "intense" than "good".

Until Chuuya starts licking at him, too, and it definitely becomes good. Three fingers is pushing it, but between the internal stimulation and Chuuya sucking at him, it's like a switch is flicked - or unflicked? - and Atsushi is indeed left squirming, even with all those fingers inside of him. All he can do is surrender to the invasion - but that's easier said than done.]

Chuuya-san...!

[thetaintedsorrow]

[It seems that his efforts have paid off in the form of Atsushi being more accepting of having something inside of him, and Chuuya can definitely tell when he’s hit the sweet spot. He could keep up his licking and sucking and risk ending this early, but he’s already so hard that it hurts, and Atsushi had asked for Chuuya to fuck him...

He pulls his fingers out and sits back, taking a moment to drink in the sight of Atsushi flushed and hard underneath him before finally lining the tip of his cock up with Atsushi’s entrance.]

Lemme know if it’s too much.

[Intense as he is, the last thing Chuuya wants to do is ruin this kind of thing for Atsushi, so he can control himself enough to not go too hard...yet.

He pushes inside, slow and careful, groaning at the feeling of that tight heat pulling him in. It’s a slow push as he lets Atsushi adjust to his size, and once he’s buried to the hilt inside him he places his hands on either side of Atsushi’s head and takes a moment to breathe.]

[gekkajuu]

[It's almost good enough as it is, when Chuuya pulls his fingers out. Of course neither of them finished yet, but it's been an Experience for Atsushi regardless, and he's learned the hard way to never expect more than he's given.

But this time, he does get more. He nods, even if he barely knows what he's consenting to; he just wants to keep this going. Now, it really does hurt, Chuuya's dick stretching him more than Atsushi had ever imagined his body capable of. For a moment, he can barely breathe, but then the invasion evens out, and he gasps for air.

It's not enough to recover, and as he looks up at Chuuya, a little crosseyed, Atsushi can only think of one solution: he reaches up, in spite of how any movement makes him feel everything that much more, and tries to pulls Chuuya down. Even if they're connected, Atsushi needs to be close.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[It’s sweet, sweet torture to stay still long enough for Atsushi to try and adjust, but he does, right up until he’s pulled down on top of him until they’re chest to chest. It catches him off-guard, and he takes a moment just to feel what it’s like to be pressed this close to someone during sex. It’s much more intimate than what he’s accustomed to, but it’s definitely not bad, especially when he can feel Atsushi’s heart beating against him...

Right. He should move. Still staying close, Chuuya pulls out to the tip before slowly pushing back in, and it’s so hot and tight inside that he doesn’t even try muffling his moans. It’s not very often that Chuuya ends up on top, so he’s definitely going to take his time and enjoy every second of this.

Soon he sets a slow but steady pace, never pulling away too far so that Atsushi can feel him close.]

[gekkajuu]

[Just as the invasion felt unnatural at first, so does the movement of it, strange enough to almost feel 'wrong'. But it's easier to surrender, now; easier to let his body adapt to it all. Atsushi finds himself timing his breathing to Chuuya's pace, and that's probably weird, but it's yet another thing that makes him feel connected through more than Chuuya's dick, and he really likes that.

He also really likes Chuuya's dick, and the way it seems to slide up into him incredibly far. He knows he's just overly aware of the sensation and its novelty, but even so, the sensation is real!

He doesn't know what's okay to do, in situations like this. He likes the noises Chuuya makes; he's still not sure how okay it is to make noises of his own, so he focuses on breathing, but when Chuuya finds that one spot inside of him again, Atsushi makes a weird, higher-pitched moan that's almost a yelp. He doesn't really like that - but at least he doesn't care enough to stop, right now.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Atsushi could get away with just about anything right now, honestly, because Chuuya is so lost in the pleasure of being inside of him that it’s difficult to form words. Which he doesn’t, instead settling for moans and grunts as he sets steady yet insistent rhythm. That little noise is encouraging, and Chuuya guides Atsushi’s legs around his waist before kissing him again, slow and deep.

It’s difficult to maneuver chest to chest like this, but Chuuya lifts up just enough to wrap a hand around Atsushi’s cock and start pumping him in time with his thrusts. This new angle feels even more incredible for him, if that’s possible, and he breaks the kiss with a deep groan.]

Ngh...fuck...

[He’s not going to make this an all-night affair, but he’ll hold out on coming until Atsushi does.]

[gekkajuu]

[The kiss is a nice distraction and a lovely addition, and Atsushi replies to it in kind. He may not be the most proactive of partners, always a little worried about ruining things somehow, but he's definitely quick to pick up any hints of desirable behavior, and he wraps his legs around Chuuya's waist with little encouragement. Clinging to Chuuya that way comes naturally; using the position to add to Chuuya's movements, a little extra push from Atsushi's legs pulling him in the last bit of the way, is an accidental discovery that makes Atsushi moan again - but he sure keeps doing it, every time Chuuya gets so far into him at this angle causing a wave of pleasure to wash over him.

This new pleasure is already driving him crazy, but when Chuuya starts pumping him on top of that - and, even more maddeningly, in time with his thrusts, too! - Atsushi can't take it anymore. Soon, he's leaking precum all over, and it won't take long at all for him to reach his climax, the overwhelming chaos of the sensations making his cooperative movements a little erratic, though he never stops moving. He wants to warn Chuuya, but he can't seem to get the words out properly - and then it's already too late.]

Ch-.. Chuu-... Ahhh!

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Encouragement is something that Chuuya can give in droves, and he fully intends to...when he's not so close to blowing his load. Once Atsushi starts writhing beneath him and dripping with arousal Chuuya knows that he's close, and he snaps his hips forward over and over again with breathy, ragged moans.

No warning is necessary; Chuuya feels Atsushi's inner walls tightening down around him as he comes, and that's more than enough to push Chuuya over the edge along with him.]

Haahhh!!!

[Not quite as nice as hearing your name called during sex, but it's all Chuuya can manage before he buries himself balls deep inside of Atsushi and comes hard enough to knock the wind out of his lungs.

Just...give him a minute as he collapses on top of Atsushi with a grunt.]

[gekkajuu]

[Atsushi barely knows what's happening to him. He's climaxed before, of course, but not like this; never like this. Even fucking Chuuya wasn't like this. He can't really say if this is better as such, but it's certainly more intense. All he can do when it's over is lie there with the reassuring weight of Chuuya on top of him, and wait for reality to return to something solid again, instead of something that seems to expand to infinity.

With a sigh, he closes his eyes, and "hugs" Chuuya tightly with his legs. He doesn't know what to say, but he knows that this is a special experience, and he feels privileged that Chuuya was the one to give it to him.]