nysalogs | ❪ october plot conclusion; wyver takes ❫

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

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[ INVISIBLE BEAST?? ]

Actually, never mind, you're probably too stupid to notice anything out of the ordinary. [ And even if Keith argues against it--which includes brandishing that sword of his--Crowley won't listen to a single word he has to say. Especially when something does catch his eye, a small figment moving in a way it shouldn't that seemed... unnatural. He brings up a hand, signaling for the younger man to stay in place as he goes further into the undergrowth.

But he must have hit the mark because a thick cloud of gas soon appears before him. In a poor attempt to keep from inhaling the gas he brings a hand to his mouth, clicking his tongue with annoyance. ]

Cover your mouth!

[ Is that?? concern?? No. Shut up. fuck off. ]

[EFF YOU DAD, I'M PART OF A ELITE ALIEN REBEL GROUP BACK HOME, YOU DON'T KNOW ME. OF COURSE I'D BE ABLE TO SPOT AN INVISIBLE HELL BEAST.

He settles on a glare; it's adequately hateful, and yet, he remains in place for approximately five seconds post-signal. He's tottering after Crowley soon after, trying to glance around the Vampire because he's toll and Keith ain't.]

Huh?!

[He's copying Crowley in cupping a hand over his mouth/nose; there's an automatic half-step taken in reverse, knife making an appearance and not at all as a means of intimidating his company.]

We found it-?

[That's different.]

Unless there's another beast who can just puff up smoke then I—

[ He doesn't even finish his passive aggressive remark before whatever the creature had released hits him hard. ] Haha, what the hell? This... [ It's not an illusion, nothing like the borrowed power he watched humans perform back home. And yet it still alters parts of his mind he recognizes is being tinkered with; an oddity that causes him to see the world in some twisted reality he should know isn't real.

Whether or not the creature has ran off is unbeknownst to him. He slowly sinks to his knees, head feeling light as emotions he had been forcibly detached from for centuries slowly begin to swell in his chest. Clouding him of better judgement as he looks over his shoulder to see... Keith? Is that Keith? When did they even exchange names? Holy shit. ]

I can't move. You... [ WHAT'S GOING ON??? ] Jose?

[It might've been because he'd had a warning prior to the stank reaching his nose, but he activates his mask moments after employing the use of his palm; the thought hits him a second later.

They should move. Get away from the Danger Zone at least, even while the threat remains invisible...it's still a threat. He heads closer to Crowley, means to grab his forearm when...

He just. Falls. Which is alarming, because he didn't even fall when he stepped in shit at the marsh. They handwave exchanged boring stuff, shut up.] Crowley-?!

[Wait, uh. He's now making a grab for the material at his shoulder, tugging lightly. He'll look from side to side, as if to try and spot whoever Crowley could be talking to? But there ain't anybody.]

Come on, you gotta try.

[To get up, that is. Keith can't drag your old ass like this.]

[ He's beginning to lose proper composure and train of thought as every second passed. His brain, his chest, every ounce of him begins to shift and alter, completely unbeknownst to the emotionless vampire as he remains unmoving despite Keith's protests. Because who he sees isn't the annoying ass kid he's thrown like three times already, it's the young man who stood beside him in their fight for the Holy Land, who claimed Crowley as a hero when he had left the Crusades in a cowardly attempt to run from his demons, the last of his most precious memories as a human. ]

Jose.

[ There's something in his chest that feels heavy. All of a sudden the guilt of a cross, the sudden detachment from God and all of his beliefs, come reeling back; abandoning everything he once was after he had turned and losing every ounce of sympathy and desire to bring those brighter days back. It all dying over the centuries and miles he crossed from battlefield to battlefield.

He didn't even cry when he had last saw him. ] You're here. You're awake. [ There's a possibility he's in some fuckin' pod that Ferid has in canon so?? Anyway. He's grabbing Keith by the face, but it's done with the same sort of tender fondness a father would do to their own child. ] You're alive.

[ AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH I HATE THAT CROWLEY IS LOSING HIS SHIT ]

[Oh.

Jeeze.

Tenderness coupled with a guy he never shares special moments with, ah. Telling him he's hallucinating doesn't seem to be an option here. He's automatically leaning away, either hand aloft in the universal gesture for no thank you but it's all for naught. On one hand, at least he hasn't been rendered immobile.

On the other, he's clearly been infected with something and who knows what the lingering effects will be -- possibly something more sinister than a head trip.]

We can't stay here.

[Fingers wind around one of his sleeves.]

Come on.

[While turning to head back the way they'd come. Seen enough shit goodbye.]

[ Of course, considering most of the crusaders didn't display physical affection as much as Crowley had, the gesture is a little more normal than Keith probably intended but ultimately a good thing.

Kinda. ]

Where are we going? [ He seems genuinely confused, oblivious to the sounds of heavy footsteps closing in on him as the young man tugs on his sleeve. His brows slowly curve and cause his features to soften aka he looks like a gross uke. ] Did the Commander tell you to come find me?

You'll see when we get there.

[Away, to safety, it doesn't have a particular name. He's not sure if Crowley's gonna faint or come to once they're a safe distance from the beast -- wherever it may be, but he's prepared for Crowley to lash out in a terribrule way.

Not that he has the means to defend himself properly, or restrain him....but this is fine for now. He's mentally prepared for the worst, despite his hurried pace.]

N, what? Which Commande-- no.

[Keith, rull good at lying and also acting.]

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