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[open] Inkchanted things, Quests, some general prompts
Who: CĂş Chulainn (Caster) and you!
When: through Mareuer
Where: Aefenglom, the Wilde
What: Inkchanted things, Quests, some random prompts
Warnings: one of the quests could go NSFW, will update if necessary
INKCHANTED, business hours
[ Even before opening the business harbor has been very familiar to CĂş. Now it's closing onto the range of "second-home" especially as the staff's room of Inkchanted allows crashing over for a night. Something both he and Waver have been doing not just once, or twice. Workshop and office rooms certainly helps. Now with the daily rhythm, of coming here everyday it starts to feel even more so. Though CĂş's also aware that while right now the familiarity is grounding, it might one day become something he feels tired of.
It is not yet that day, and it is not close any time soon. ]
A )
[ Should you arrive in early hours, just before opening, or just before closing, you might find him inside, unceremoniously working a tattoo into his own skin. It's still might be very much in progress or close to what it is intended to be, depending on the day of the visit. A clear sound of a bell rings every time someone opens the front door even if the bell itself is not connected to the door, and placed in the main room ]
Ah, are you here for a session or to set up one? [ Caster tilts his head seeing early/late client or guest, but does nothing to dissuade them to leave ] Come in here, it's empty for now.
B )
[ Entering during the proper business hours guarantees a similar, welcoming treatment. No one is put away, albeit they might need to put you on the calendar first, depending on what kind of spell or design you'd like to take. Paintings and small tattooed spells, or touch-ups can be made on the spot should there not be anyone on the chair (or someone has canceled appointment), larger projects typically need to be put on the calendar.
Any inquires regarding the materials in enchantment used will be answered, but if someone askt the question of too much detail he will put his finger to lips and playfully declare it a trade secret. ]
QUEST #2 - L'Amourtentia (can go NSFW)
[ Maybe the bubbling energy comes from the official mark of his recovery, maybe it's the side-effects of the Moons (or rather whatever bleeds on the Bond he has with his Monsters), but enjoying the evening, the bars, and everything else the Entertainment District has to offer to the fullest— it just seems like that type of night today. Sometimes this is exactly where the city feels more alive.
Perhaps that's how CĂş finds himself, and so do few other people, handed the samples of famed Kiss of the Rose. What an unexpected surprise. ].
It would be rude to refuse such a gift, no? [ There's teasing lilt to his voice, playing it off as a joke. But truth is, he can't really refuse food or drink being handed to him by a woman. He's not willing to try breaking off his geis, besides it's not like he's opposed to it in the first place. ]
And there are a few places around that would allow the quiet spot to drink.[ Lounges are one, pleasure houses are other if the drink really could work as advertised. ] Though last time they were giving these there were mazes covering the district to give one another a chase
[ Ah yes, Litha. That was fun. ]
QUEST #3 - Strae
[ It takes a moment to gather all the information needed. Seeking a fabled flower to save the love of one's life— good material for a story, but... it's close to a sad ending, isn't it? Fortunately, a few rounds of drinks and an acquainted Wilder confirms the existence of said flower ]
Sorrowful Sapling tree— Truly a crying tree they said. Looks like we got a large area to cover if we want to find it, let's make it on time.
[ That's the last moment to check supplies and get some new ones before heading out. All the equipment for the expedition, check. Some alchemical tools to extract and transport the flower. If not for the threat of Cwyld in the marked area, he'd take his druid staff but this time he opted for a dragon-scale spear. It's lined with carved enchantments and needs just a bit of magic to activate the spells— magic is effective against the Cwyldtid. ]
Are you ready? [ The expedition is marked by an air of sombreness and urgency, but there is still something almost up-beat about going outside the city. ]
WILDCARD + shorter prompts
When: through Mareuer
Where: Aefenglom, the Wilde
What: Inkchanted things, Quests, some random prompts
Warnings: one of the quests could go NSFW, will update if necessary
INKCHANTED, business hours
[ Even before opening the business harbor has been very familiar to CĂş. Now it's closing onto the range of "second-home" especially as the staff's room of Inkchanted allows crashing over for a night. Something both he and Waver have been doing not just once, or twice. Workshop and office rooms certainly helps. Now with the daily rhythm, of coming here everyday it starts to feel even more so. Though CĂş's also aware that while right now the familiarity is grounding, it might one day become something he feels tired of.
It is not yet that day, and it is not close any time soon. ]
A )
[ Should you arrive in early hours, just before opening, or just before closing, you might find him inside, unceremoniously working a tattoo into his own skin. It's still might be very much in progress or close to what it is intended to be, depending on the day of the visit. A clear sound of a bell rings every time someone opens the front door even if the bell itself is not connected to the door, and placed in the main room ]
Ah, are you here for a session or to set up one? [ Caster tilts his head seeing early/late client or guest, but does nothing to dissuade them to leave ] Come in here, it's empty for now.
B )
[ Entering during the proper business hours guarantees a similar, welcoming treatment. No one is put away, albeit they might need to put you on the calendar first, depending on what kind of spell or design you'd like to take. Paintings and small tattooed spells, or touch-ups can be made on the spot should there not be anyone on the chair (or someone has canceled appointment), larger projects typically need to be put on the calendar.
Any inquires regarding the materials in enchantment used will be answered, but if someone askt the question of too much detail he will put his finger to lips and playfully declare it a trade secret. ]
｢ ooc: if your character participated in the battery-charging fun at the beginning of February/or got a tattoo/painting already, and you'd want to handwave some initial introductions, let me know. The tattoos are ICly handled by CU, painted spells by Waver, only they need to be at the end enchanted by a witch after finishing (either Cu or Iskandar, depending on the type of spell). More info here, there's also a pinterest board for a reference for the tattoos/magical batteries/and jewelry available and also for a board for decor made bytryhard ｣
QUEST #2 - L'Amourtentia (can go NSFW)
[ Maybe the bubbling energy comes from the official mark of his recovery, maybe it's the side-effects of the Moons (or rather whatever bleeds on the Bond he has with his Monsters), but enjoying the evening, the bars, and everything else the Entertainment District has to offer to the fullest— it just seems like that type of night today. Sometimes this is exactly where the city feels more alive.
Perhaps that's how CĂş finds himself, and so do few other people, handed the samples of famed Kiss of the Rose. What an unexpected surprise. ].
It would be rude to refuse such a gift, no? [ There's teasing lilt to his voice, playing it off as a joke. But truth is, he can't really refuse food or drink being handed to him by a woman. He's not willing to try breaking off his geis, besides it's not like he's opposed to it in the first place. ]
And there are a few places around that would allow the quiet spot to drink.[ Lounges are one, pleasure houses are other if the drink really could work as advertised. ] Though last time they were giving these there were mazes covering the district to give one another a chase
[ Ah yes, Litha. That was fun. ]
QUEST #3 - Strae
[ It takes a moment to gather all the information needed. Seeking a fabled flower to save the love of one's life— good material for a story, but... it's close to a sad ending, isn't it? Fortunately, a few rounds of drinks and an acquainted Wilder confirms the existence of said flower ]
Sorrowful Sapling tree— Truly a crying tree they said. Looks like we got a large area to cover if we want to find it, let's make it on time.
[ That's the last moment to check supplies and get some new ones before heading out. All the equipment for the expedition, check. Some alchemical tools to extract and transport the flower. If not for the threat of Cwyld in the marked area, he'd take his druid staff but this time he opted for a dragon-scale spear. It's lined with carved enchantments and needs just a bit of magic to activate the spells— magic is effective against the Cwyldtid. ]
Are you ready? [ The expedition is marked by an air of sombreness and urgency, but there is still something almost up-beat about going outside the city. ]
WILDCARD + shorter prompts
｢ ooc: Wildcard aka hit me with whatever, but also a few prompts/facts that are a thing but didn't get their own prompt. If you're interested in any of that let me know and I can write you a starter, or just hit me with yours :
- occasionally he can be found fishing in quieter spots of the harbor
- just meeting him at some kind of bar crawl is easy enough for more social situations
- alternatively, he also hangs around DiplomaTea, prefers this place to study/research spells in fact
- Coven lessons, while his general specialization fluctuates between Evocation-Enchantment-Alchemy for the first time ever he can be found attending Abjuration classes. Yes, he is starting to study healing and protection spells.
- can be found chilling in the garden of his cottage, spending time with very lethargic and zzz Petalwolf (looks they prefer burying for winter most of the time). The gardens remain green despite the winter thanks to a combination of his own Enchantments and Fauns magic. A spot for plants that require winter hibernation has been made outside of the green zone. While Garden Warfare seems to be paused, be warned that trespassers might still accidentally walk onto, screaming plants ant the like.
I'm always open for plotting through plurkaetarna, discord: shuu#0043 or PM ｣
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Spending time with you. I'm playing it by the ear, you know— [ Speaking of playing though ] And now I wonder what kind of song would you sing to the squids.
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[ She's not doing anything if he isn't going to participate either. ]
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I feel like I know every shanty sung in the Slydog, or at least could improvise to any. [ He sometimes stays late in the Inkchanted office, right when the parties tend to start in the neighborhood ] But I have also— been gifted the Sound of Silence by Sokie.
[ Maybe that's more squids alley than the shanties ]
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What about a song from your home?
[ She didn't know all that much about it--or anything about it, really. There was a lot still that remained a mystery with him. ]
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[ Now that makes him sound like some kind of grandpa, hah. Give him one year more here and maybe he can put the impression of an old sage. Make a beard out of wool for better effect ]
That's how the news traveled back home, you know? With bards and their songs.
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[ She points out. She won't push him to do it, maybe, but she won't discourage it either. ]
Do you have any news you can put into song, then?
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[ There's no shy bone in his body, and Alex has sung so many beautiful songs— he can return the favour. He begins a slow song, quite resembling this one. The melodic line and rising notes are not the easiest ones to pull off, and he often doesn't. But instead of fumbling awkwardly, trying to correct the mistake he just continues.
The language he sings in resembles the one spoken by people in Aefenglom, to the point that some words, sometimes whole phrases are understandable.
Of a lovely woman I happened upon in the loneliness of the beach—
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—The world is asleep, softest is the white quilt ]
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Thinking about it now, she couldn't recall how often others had sung for her. Since her mother...just one other. Certainly none made just for her though. A personal touch that struck a chord with her.
The world truly does go to sleep, something within her being soothed, the sound of the tides a backdrop against his voice. A siren hypnotized by a man's song.]
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Sean-nĂłs is unaccompanied by any other sound on purpose, a song to carry during work, during travel, expressing joyful moments, lamenting the sadness and parting. Transient by its very nature, if there is no one to write the lyrics down, they will shift and change.
CĂş takes Alex gently by her hand, slowly directing them to the sparkling sea, with it's own performance ready for them. The song travels high and ends, slowing down on a low long note.
-the said said my dreams could never stay ]
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Before she realizes it, they're by end of the shore, the waves stopping right by their feet before pulling away. It's only the azure glow from the water that turns her away from Cu, and truly, it was like being in a dream.
She squeezes his hand as she looked upon the water, the squids like giant fireflies of the ocean. How had she never seen this before?
Looking back at Cu, there's an excitement in her eyes and a wide smile. ]
Want to go in?
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—hell, don't think you guys got the entire beach for yourselves just because you glow so nicely.
Caster starts to laugh as he proceeds to drag the shirt off himself. ]
...you bet I do! [ Pendant and earrings he keeps on, but he activates one of the batteries, so it emits a faint glow when placed on the clothes in the sand. Just so the clothes can be found again later ] After day like this the water must still be plenty warm.
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She turns to face Caster, waving him over to come in faster. ]
Come on, I'll make sure you don't get swept away.
[ It's a jab at herself with how many times she's almost drowned some people. This time around though, she wanted to enjoy his company in a less dangerous manner.
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That eagerness and energy as she rushes into, that's infectious— even if the tales often say to be careful about swimming near merrows. Without hesitation, he starts to shed his clothes, making only a bit of point to remember where they left them by quickly charging a small crystal battery he had in his pocket.
Soon, he runs after her, letting out a surprised hiss at how the water is colder than he expected, doesn't stop him at all and soon he dives into the embrace of the waves. No better way to combat that moment than to submerge oneself into the water. But as he surfaces and looks around to see if he can spot a splash of a tail, a weaving hand, anything Alex, around. ]
Now where are you...!
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Her hands reach out to steady him by his arms, resurfacing in front of him. ]
Don't move too much. You might scare them. All you have to do is call for me.
[ A teasing tone she doesn't use all that often, but there was a lot of things she did with him that she normally wouldn't. Sliding down his arms to take his hands into hers, she slowly leads him further into the swarm of glowing jellyfish. They float around them like lanterns softly lighting the night, their colorful glows reflecting onto them. ]
How do you always come up with such great ideas?
[ Turning an ordinary work night into something magical was nothing short of a miracle. ]
And why...do you share them with me?
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Why...? "Why" is such a tough question indeed. ]
Because I like sharing them with you. And I like to see a smile brought on your face. [ He answers without thinking his answer. First, most honest reply that he can muster as he puts his arms around Alex, to steady himself among the waves ]
You always seem to have so many things going on— [ That's just a guess, from their short meetings, from people she tends to be involved with. And then there is another kind of darkness, the one they shared and try to leave behind, but still leaves traces on their bodies. Just a mention of Iuneril can make him tense. ] So if all I can give is bring a moment of respite— then I'm going to try to.
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But you won't let me do the same for you.
[ Since the very first time they met, Alex had always felt that there was something behind the curtains she could never get to, that he would not allow. ]
What if I also want to try, for you?
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It's not really a time to say "you're doing enough", he realizes. It would be as if he was brushing her off ]
Does it really... truly feels that I don't let you? [ Not that this is a much better answer, so Cú gathers himself to try again. Despite his internal fire, the coldness of the water around them starts getting to him. It's been already— month. No, almost two. He's trying to not count time, and he's trying to not think what happened to them in that basement. It lingers, impossible to forget— He swallows the lump in his throat and puts his forehead against hers ] You've done nothing wrong. I just—
[ He doesn't want to be a reminder of that. ]
I'm meant to bring the light, not darkens things up.
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Why shouldn’t you be allowed to do both? You can only go on for so long before you burn out.
[ The very thought of that was heartbreaking. Alex couldn’t even think of a time where he didn’t shine. Even during their time in the dungeon, wasn’t he the one who led her out of the pit of her own mind? How many times has he brought her back to her senses now? ]
I like your light a lot. But...I don’t think I would hate any darkness you might have either.
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Suddenly he feels utterly disarmed, vulnerable. And safe.
I— You— [ He closes his eyes, focuses on the warmth shared, on how their forehead touch, and lets out a shuddery breath, that's dangerously close to a choked sob. It takes him a moment to collect himself enough to speak ] Ah. My wits have left me. I do not know how to— receive such kindness properly.
[ For it is a gift, that much he understands ]
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But she knows what it’s like to be afraid.
They slow to a halt, the glowing squids circling them slowly. Her hand presses against the back of his neck, gently guiding his face to her shoulder as she embraces him. ]
It’s okay...How you are right now, is okay.
I can't believe I fixed html only to keep other part broken
Alex's heart is so big and inviting, but the way she understands pain is unique. Feels like wisdom coming from experience.
He buries his face into her neck, tastes the saltwater on her skin ]
Are we truly going to be okay?
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I don’t know, anything can happen...
[ Things were always happening, and usually out of their control. ]
I don’t know about tomorrow or even later but...for me, right now I feel better than I did earlier.
[ She turns her head to look at him, a grateful smile on her face which he hopefully can recognize as gratitude towards him. ]
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After Alex brought him back where they should be— right now. Enjoying the night's air, the sea spectacle, each other's company.
He runs his hand up her back, on the side of the spine, to avoid the fins, and followed by impulse leans forward to place a small kiss on the corner of her mouth. ]
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