❪ october plot conclusion; wyver takes ❫

[natha]

THE END TO THE EPIDEMIC     On the morning of November 3, there is a palpable buzz on the streets as both the natives of Wyver and Olympian refugees share the same sentiment: excitement. Word will quickly spread that a cure to VIOLET2710 has finally been developed and is ready for mass dissemination. Throughout the city, the cure can be found at any of the numerous small temples and outposts of the Altar of Volkkra. The shamans of Volkkra will happily distribute the cure to any of the ill in need of it, without restraint. A joint venture between both Olympia and Wyver, citizens of both are granted equal access. As the lines form, the shamans will ask that able-bodied persons administer the cure to themselves and to others. Don't let the needles scare you! It'll only hurt a little. At each of these outposts, signs will be posted giving credit to those who aided in the creation and manufacture of the cure: Claire Fraser Amaterasu Pike Trickfoot Charles Xavier Alan Foster (Bruce Wayne) Keyleth Rosalind Lutece Shinjiro Aragaki Mipha Wrathion Dorian Pavus Merlin Morrigan Clarke Griffin Rose Lalonde Peter Parker Linnaeus Zelda John Watson You Watanabe Jean Grey Mikleo Daenerys Targaryen Dylas Frankenstein Waver Velvet As they distribute the cure, the shamans will note that those receiving the cure should give thanks to those named. Without their contributions, it may have taken much longer for the cure to be found and created in large enough quantities to save everyone. SHOULD I STAY OR SHOULD I GO?     With Olympia and Wyver's fragile alliance still in effect and a cure to VIOLET2710 distributed, Olympia finally opens its gates once again to Refugees if they feel a little homesick. High-speed transportation will be available at record low costs as politicians, merchants, and other business owners desperately hurry home to salvage whatever they can from the terrorist attacks. Refugees are advised to remain in Wyver until food rations can be recovered and the water can be decontaminated. However, those more personally attached to Olympia may discover that the city is preparing a mass call for volunteers that will go out in the near future. In the meantime, and understandably, you should do what you can to help the Wyver people. The Dragon city has started posting quests, not only for you to do your part, but for the Wyver people to gauge your worth as visitors to their sacred land. Thesa also has an interest in the unfolding events. Refugees have now been exposed to both lands, and certainly some will find themselves more invested in one side than the other. Darma finally wakes from slumber to observe, and while she is thankful that Refugees are immersed in her world, there is something foreboding on the horizons. On the night of the 3rd, Darma will appear in your dreams for a conversation. It has been some time, Refugee... ah, no, certainly not for me. I am Darma. It is my hope that Sael as served you well in my place. The Natha do not feel, but I must express gratefulness that I am able to return to you. My greeting extends to both old and new faces. As we watch you, we see that this world and its people have begun to influence your hearts. In time, your loyalty to either of these lands, to Olympia or to Wyver, shall affect how you are seen by the other side. As observers, we are unable to provide either region a winning edge. Thus, once you pledge loyalty to one, you cannot use Thesa to teleport to the other. Choose wisely, or choose none at all. There is no war for those who do not wish to see it. For those who do... if I may be prudent— this alliance will not last. Keep your friends close, Refugee, for they may not remain so if your allegiances conflict. You will wake before you get a chance to reply. THE UNDERLYING PROBLEM IN THE UNDERGROWTH     The locals often speak of a cursed place deep within Wyver territory, confounded by the spirits of dragons who passed long ago: those who still wish for vengeance on the people of Olympia for their untimely deaths. Though these stories began as nothing more than urban legends among the raiders and shamans, over time the idea has become mainstream. So much that the rumors have started causing unrest between the people of Wyver and their guests. More than a few people within Wyver have used these rumors as justification for opposing the current alliance with Olympia. Many Wyver locals see these rumors as a sign that their ancestors disapprove of the alliance. As a result, those in charge have decided that it would be prudent to mitigate some of the anxiety from either side. Those who are willing to look into these rumors further will find themselves lead towards the darkest parts of Wyver, deep within the Undergrowth in a region devoid of light. The faint of heart will be advised against delving further. Common among these rumors are accounts of people being attacked by an unseen enemy, or talk of possession and out-of-body experiences. Those who press on will find that the culprit is none other than a new, undocumented beast. This creature is able to camouflage itself perfectly to its environment. This, paired with darkness of the deep Undergrowth, makes this beast nearly impossible to detect with the naked eye. The creature also release a noxious gas that can spark a range of emotional responses: some may grow hysterical, while others may be consumed by despair. The effects only last for minutes, though some may linger in the back of one's mind for hours after. While the creature does not actually attack people directly, the other beasts of the Undergrowth may take advantage of its victims. Fortunately, Wyver is not looking for the creature's capture. They respect the delicate balance of the jungle as they see themselves as its protectors. For now, they only desire more information about this creature in order to assuage the people. Good luck and do your best to keep your wits! ALRIA'S FULL MOON     While Olympians worship the ever-present light of Thesa, the people of Wyver are captivated by the smaller, yet ever-changing Alria. Alria cycles in and out of the night sky much like what denizens of Earth would remember as lunar phases, and those who are familiar with that may notice it is very similar to their own. And likewise, the creatures, men and women of Wyver are affected when Alria transitions into its full moon phase. DRAGONS & LUNATICS — The dragons are restless. Perhaps because this particular full moon is accompanied by far more human scent than they are typically used to, but there's no doubt that they are eyeing humans as they do fresh prey. That is exactly why humans or human-like refugees will be tasked to tame a particularly rowdy dragon stable. The dragon mounts at Lhongha Stables have broken free from their homes, roaming aimlessly in the deep undergrowth. You and another will be advised to strip down to your undergarments (it's hot, relax a little, human!) and lure the dragons back to the stables with your bodies. Rowdy dragons do love their human flesh! "Just a hunch," says the owner of the stables, "But I bet they'll come running faster if they smell your human blood." He laughs as he hands over a pocket knife if he sees you're not carrying a weapon. The owner assures you that the dragons have been trained not to attack unless told to, but who knows how serious he is about that? JUNGLE HEAT (NSFW) — The full moon affects Wyver in other ways as well. While Olympia has a district blessed by Thesa's light all year long, Wyver only feels it at a certain time of the month. "The Heat" lasts for a full week starting on a full moon. You'll see it everywhere. Olympia has its lust confined in a single district, but in Wyver, during the phase of the full moon, the lust is everywhere. The people of Wyver will be friendlier then, offering you ale and meat. They sing songs of destroying their enemies up north, but even the native Olympians won't be able to will themselves to be angry when Alria shines upon them. Perhaps you'll be find yourself affected, too, by Alria's light. And it's okay to get touchy; it isn't like the locals care about public displays of affection when they most certainly are getting handsy themselves. THE PACT OF VOLKKRA — Shamans, too, participate in celebrations of Alria's full moon. During the event, the shamans will give pairs each a couple of blessed dragon teeth necklaces. Wyver tradition states that if a shaman approves you as a pair, then you are granted a chance to form a Volkkran Pact. This pact, the shaman will explain, will bond a pair as an unstoppable team, granting one another a small influence on each others' powers. "King Shanrian and his Pact, Counsel Shenya benefit from this. Shenya was granted physical strength, and our King his Counsel's perception. It has made quite a difference." THE VOLKKRAN PACT AT NAMARAK SUMMIT     Despite being mistaken for a pair, there is no need to take the shaman's advice. The necklace will disappear if the Pact isn't completed in a week's time. However, if the Pact's benefits might be something of interest to you and your partner, then you'll be advised to travel further south, until you reach Namarak Mountain. At the summit, you'll find an altar, where you and your partner are expected to return the necklaces and make a vow to support one another. The shaman there isn't particularly interested in what you do to complete the Pact. In fact, many people who attempt the Pact tend to... go a bit further than is necessary, when it can be achieved through a simple kiss between the partners. The Volkkran Pact's effects are immediate upon physical contact. Each Pact can be broken through a special process with the head Shaman, but there needs to be at least a month's time before one can sever it. The pairs may be fake and still receive the benefit of the Pact, though they may find that sharing power with someone they are not truly committed to is a mistake. NOTE: Players may be creative about what powers can be shared. The recipients of the such powers can never be granted its full strength, but it may be strengthened with Wyver REP rewards. Please note that PCs does not need to pledge allegiance to Wyver in order to keep the Volkkran Pact; they will only need 10 Wyver REP in order to strengthen it. Refer to the questions thread below if you have any questions. BUILD-A-BLADE WORKSHOP     Sirod, the weapon's head shopkeeper, is interested in procuring a few materials for his clients. While these clients have already collected the claws of larger beasts and various other parts needed to create their new weapons, they are still missing some rare, necessary items. In particular, they are still missing the following: High Prisms — These tiny crystals attach themselves to the branches of older trees. They tend to hang near the tops of them, hiding in the shadows of the leaves. Unfortunately, retrieving them requires one… to climb. Hopefully you got a lot of tree climbing practice as a kid. Who knew that skill would ever come in handy? Crystal Drop — These are normally found near bodies of water. Especially water that has been enchanted, past or present. The drops tend to cling to the floors of these mystical streams and lagoons. Those seeking them will also have to be careful not to be affected by the water’s properties. Perhaps that's part of the trick of gathering them. Frozen Mylan Root — Mylans are a type of live vegetation that grows on Namarak Mountain. Constantly roaming in the warm seasons, they root themselves into fertile earth during the winter where they sleep until spring, making the snowy mountain ideal to acquire the roots. Plucking them from the ground takes strength, and slicing them will prove equally difficult... and of course, there is a blood-curdling scream when you wake it from its slumber. Well, it wouldn't be a real test of strength and emotional fortitude otherwise. Those who retrieve any of these items will be rewarded 100 Silver. FINAL OOC NOTE     An AC-eligible thread for 2 WYVER REP POINTS may be submitted from this log. SUBMIT THE THREAD HERE by DEC 10th 11:59 PM EST. We will no longer be providing overflow posts. In an event where the post hits CAPTCHA, players are advised to move threads to an overflow post on their character journals or create their own catch-all post. These threads remain eligible for AC, AC Rewards, and REP. 1 SILVER = 1 US DOLLAR. QUICK NAV premise ● faq ● lore ● map ● npcs taken ● atp/emp ● application ● rep/acp calendar ● hiatus/drops ● modbox [ FULL NAVIGATION ] elnysa nysalogs nysaisles nysaooc elnyan

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[courageunforgotten]

[There is the practical standpoint there. Smashed roots and plants aren't typically useful for working with, at least not for what these ones are probably needed for.

Less practical and more personal, whether or not they're just plants he's not sure he can stomach chopping something to bits while it screams. Sure, he's had to butcher animals on the fly for food, but always only after ensuring they had a quick death first.]

That's something to remember for next time. [For now, he'll enjoy the silence brought on by Terra's spell. Brushing it off for now, he nods once before returning the introduction.] Link.

[Giving a glance toward Terra's sword, he nods toward it.]

Interesting weapon.

[bruxisms]

( continued )

[bruxisms]

( continued )

[veneries]

It's good that he does. Who knows what dangers are out there, waiting to prey upon the unsuspecting. [Not like Willem, who is smiling very calmly and holding her arm in his. To steady her, of course.

Alison's ears prick up as they begin to move. She falls into step behind them, alert and watching the crowd.] Where to, my lady?

[bruxisms]

( continued )

[baguablade]

[ See, being dramatic and annoying pays off! Percival hasn't dropped him again and he's managed to coax a smile out of the knight. Success! And he doesn't believe for an instant that Percival would abandon him. Even if he were completely useless, Percival still wouldn't leave him behind, that's just the kind of man Percival is: a soft marshmallow center under all the scowling and bluster.

Or not so under it, as that smile proves.

Cain tilts his head back to grin up at Percival, meeting his smile, and reaches up to poke the corner of it with his index finger. He's unabashedly pleased to see Percival's mirth. ]

Ah, then I wonder why you keep me around... I thought it'd at least be my looks.

[ And Percival's getting an up-close view of those looks since Cain doesn't see a reason to try to shimmy out of Percival's arms until Percival thinks to put him down. ]

[bruxisms]

( continued )

[tzaraisen]

Pity, of course. Someone who can't make their own way through a short journey is truly a pathetic creature.

[ He glances down at the young man in his arms and scowls as his mouth is poked. ]

You're not the least bit ashamed. Have you no pride?

[ It's strange. Though they bicker (or rather, Percy one-sidedly bickers) endlessly, it's become increasingly easy to talk to Cain. Cain is a pain in his ass, but he's... fond.

He grows quiet as he sets the other man down, now that they've reached the entrance to the temple. ]

[baguablade]

[ Percival's reprimand only has Cain grinning a bit wider. Percival's right, of course, he has no shame, not for this. Not for teasing Percival, who clearly needs it considering how bad he is at lightening up and enjoying things.

But even Cain's affected by the mood of the temple, solemn and reverent. He steadies himself with a hand on Percival's arm as he's set down, then straightens, squaring his shoulders. ]

What good is pride? [ A tinge of ruefulness to his tone, and to the smile he slants Percival. The survivors of a fallen kingdom... what good is pride to them? Cain doesn't quite understand it, even when Reinhardtzar had spoken of it, even now that Percival brings it up again. Before Percival can answer, though, he tips his head toward the recesses of the temple, where the altar supposedly waits for them. ] We're here, so let's go see what all this fuss is about.

[rememberher]

[ This probably isn't the way Terra expected to have a girl fall for him, after all he shouldn't be the one who has his breath taken away. But there's probably some kind of karma at work here.

Or the world hates him. This possibility also exists.

But here she is, a few leaves in her hair but other than that relatively unharmed. Lux gives him a gentle shake on the shoulder, hovering over him. ]

Are you all right? Say something!

[ Lux you just landed on top of the poor man, give him a second to breathe... ]

[earthy]

[no he ded

The universe in all its infinite wisdom has decided it's just better this way. For everybody.]

Huh...?

[There's definitely some crushing going on here, but it's all his ribs and dreams.]

I'm all right. [A reassurance made super convincing by his groaning when he starts to sit up.] You okay... miss?

[veneries]

[Things might have been different, or so Ramsay had imagined. If Snow had understood his place in the world, had bent the knee and added his armies to Ramsay's... together they might have been a force in the North that none could have taken.

But the bastard of Winterfell was greedy, and treacherous as his sister. It was his own glory he thought of. His alone and no one else's.]

I don't matter to you anymore? [He laughs.] You'd love nothing more than to run your little sword through me, admit it bastard.

[sullenstallion]

That's a shame. The fish where I'm from are about as fresh, but the oceans and rivers here a different variety. It's going to be great seeing what I can catch as the seasons and weather change.

[He approves of Venom being naughty as long as the naughtiness is reserved for fish. He could watch someone get naughty with fish in their diet all night long.]

I'm going to have the seafood kebabs. I've had 'em a few times here, but they're always different.

[But once the order is placed, Dylas realizes he's said a lot about fish...but Venom hasn't said much of anything?]

So, what do you like? Sometimes I feel like you talk even less than I do.

[quevalry]

Yup!

[ You nobles and your ol' English. ]

It's really neat that there are so many different people here, from different worlds and time periods. I love it.

[atwo]

... I'm surprised. I feel like most people would struggle to do so.

[ Is there no fear?? What a mystery. ]

[atwo]

I will protect you in that case.

[ Glory to mankind, right? She pushes her brows together as she watches him, but her expression slowly relaxes. ]

I weigh 306.883469 pounds. My appearance is not one that can judge me.

[atwo]

What sort of effect?

[ She doesn't know it's telepathically... not yet at least. She crosses her arms. ] But, I can agree with that. Zero's abilities and... ... sexual desire appears to have made an effect on me. I can relate to human emotions a lot better now.

[earthy]

[Terra starts to open his mouth to say something only to abruptly change his mind.

Gaius might be the only person awake in this world that has that wind connection going for him. That wind connection and the ARCUS thing. And he himself might be the only Keybearer. That probably makes both of them 'special' now, in a way... But it's not a pleasant sort of special at all. Congratulations, you have unique worth because your world was destroyed and everyone else from it is stuck in a space station stasis pod...

Terra sighs and joins Gaius in looking out at their surroundings, though his gaze skims the ground rather than lifting to the sky.]

It was harder for me than it was for one of my friends. She had a knack for magic... pretty much from the start of our training. I was always playing catch-up with learning spells, improving spells... She's still asleep, too. Her and my other friend.

[beatupgrass]

[He could bullshit. Really he could. But he wouldn't want Quill to come back and contradict him or anything. That's the reason- not anything sentimental or shit like that.

He waves a hand.] I'm part of a team. Savin' the galaxy's kinda what we do. And sometimes it even pays well.

[daemonized]

[don’t worry i’m sure he’ll learn someday—

But at any rate, while she scampers up the tree, Ardyn uses his cheating warping powers like the true villain that he is — up he goes, tossing his sword up and appearing mid-air to catch it by its hilt, then turns his body as gravity takes him down to slice an entire bough through. He lands on the ground, the bough landing before him only a few feet adjacent to him.

There are definitely at least ten prisms on said branch, if not more.]

And done!

[he's such an asshole i'm sorry]

[beatupgrass]

Eh. Anything that's exiting. What I really wanna do is get back to chasin' bounties. Huntin' down the bastard that framed us would've been fun, but I was too frickin' sick to do it.

[It was terribly unfair. But now he's back and he's ready to beat up jerks for money.]

[beatupgrass]

Dude, you're talkin' to a professional here.

[a professional asshole and a professional.] I could think of loads of ways you could hustle people, but it wouldn't be nearly as funny. Way more profitable, though, so I guess it evens out.

[rememberher]

[ rip.

She moves back to give him space to sit up, still fretting but more from the sidelines this time. ]

Lux, and please don't worry about me. You didn't break anything, did you?

[ She did kind of fall (mostly) on him. ]

[gekkajuu]

[Well, if Dylas is going to do a thing like that, then Atsushi will gladly follow his example and wrestle out of his shirt, with a little help. It does feel a lot better skin-on-skin, the more they touch.

At Dylas' question, he just shakes his head, very quickly.]

More.

[He already felt so close, just before. His skin feels like every hair on his body is standing on end, simultaneously hot and cold, and desperate for contact. He grabs Dylas' hips and does his damnedest to keep him pulled down against him, not wanting to give up on even a millimeter of touching he can get.]

[politrick]

Oh, armor. [Of course.] Sorcerer is usually the term. Warlock, if you want to be picky.

[And he is, so yeah. The dragons sure are interested in blood, though, especially the amount Magnus has so generously offered, and their interest is soooo piqued.]