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middaeg2020-04-13 04:51 pm
bergamotrose) wrote in middaeg2020-04-13 04:51 pm
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[Semi-Closed] April Catch-All | Great Tree Moon
Who: Lorenz + Plotted CR (with Open Prompts)
When: April Full Moon, Event and After
Where: Throughout Aefenglom
What: Full Moon + A Quest + Memories and whatever else comes up
Warnings: General. He's a Shady Faun, so proceed with caution. TBA as threads occur
Full Moon
[A recent spar with Felix had revealed to Lorenz one factor that he had not anticipated with his monster transformation: that he could run. He had seen Judar do so, but witnessing it and experiencing the sheer power of his new legs for himself were so drastically different that using the extra force in a friendly test with Felix had surprised the both of them.
Pleasantly so.
Energized by the radiance of the waxing moons, Lorenz found himself unable to sit still. All but vibrating with the excess in energy he found himself with, he briefly found his thoughts straying to his friends at home. Was this how Raphael felt when he got into the moment and started hauling everything from the day's grocery shopping to random desks he found streetside around as if they weighed no more than kittens? Was this what Claude felt when he stayed up into the deepest parts of the night, working feverishly on his schemes or stealing out to visit his Wyvern while the rest of the world slept?
He didn't know. He didn't care.
Racing in his giddiness, Lorenz once more found himself at the docks and staring out at the water.
...He wondered how well his new form took to swimming?]
Plantagorium
[Lorenz could easily respect a man's desire to start a rooftop garden. With his still nacent plant magic, he understood that drive well-- but this man's efforts left Lorenz rather... disappointed.
Afterall, anyone who failed that badly with seedlings had a talent that Lorenz didn't want to understand.
Packing his bag and grabbing a sturdy stick, Lorenz prepared himself to set out over the Wall briefly to find something sturdier for the poor man. A sapling, perhaps. Trees were far sturdier than delicate herbs like basil and mint. Even aromatics like lavender, rosemary, and garlic fared better than anything whose name referenced a 'balm' in any way, and Lorenz had a general idea of what he was looking for.
Feel free to catch him in the shops, gathering some last minute supplies (like appropriate hoof coverings), or on his way out of the gate.]
Wildcard
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woodrift with questions or plotting requests. Close toplevels with previously plotted CR for the event will be coming as I get organized.]
When: April Full Moon, Event and After
Where: Throughout Aefenglom
What: Full Moon + A Quest + Memories and whatever else comes up
Warnings: General. He's a Shady Faun, so proceed with caution. TBA as threads occur
Full Moon
[A recent spar with Felix had revealed to Lorenz one factor that he had not anticipated with his monster transformation: that he could run. He had seen Judar do so, but witnessing it and experiencing the sheer power of his new legs for himself were so drastically different that using the extra force in a friendly test with Felix had surprised the both of them.
Pleasantly so.
Energized by the radiance of the waxing moons, Lorenz found himself unable to sit still. All but vibrating with the excess in energy he found himself with, he briefly found his thoughts straying to his friends at home. Was this how Raphael felt when he got into the moment and started hauling everything from the day's grocery shopping to random desks he found streetside around as if they weighed no more than kittens? Was this what Claude felt when he stayed up into the deepest parts of the night, working feverishly on his schemes or stealing out to visit his Wyvern while the rest of the world slept?
He didn't know. He didn't care.
Racing in his giddiness, Lorenz once more found himself at the docks and staring out at the water.
...He wondered how well his new form took to swimming?]
Plantagorium
[Lorenz could easily respect a man's desire to start a rooftop garden. With his still nacent plant magic, he understood that drive well-- but this man's efforts left Lorenz rather... disappointed.
Afterall, anyone who failed that badly with seedlings had a talent that Lorenz didn't want to understand.
Packing his bag and grabbing a sturdy stick, Lorenz prepared himself to set out over the Wall briefly to find something sturdier for the poor man. A sapling, perhaps. Trees were far sturdier than delicate herbs like basil and mint. Even aromatics like lavender, rosemary, and garlic fared better than anything whose name referenced a 'balm' in any way, and Lorenz had a general idea of what he was looking for.
Feel free to catch him in the shops, gathering some last minute supplies (like appropriate hoof coverings), or on his way out of the gate.]
Wildcard
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no subject
[Iskandar doesn't have to look far. His own parents and their power games were the best examples. He'd be hard-pressed to answer if he really thinks that's a bad thing.]
You do well by waiting. It's important to build one's own strength first before putting it to the test. [He smiles.] and I see you're approaching the problem from the right side. No ruler can ever act without the support of his people. No matter how mighty he'd think himself to be. Discontent begets rebellion and rebellions always give opportunities for action to one's enemies.
no subject
[Finding a bold red among the racks, Lorenz withdrew it from it's spot and studied the label for a moment before passing it off to the conquering king for approval.]
My hope is that we can remove the reasons that the working class would have to rebel and foster more cooperation. Although my country follows no Emperor or King, it isn't without flaw. The only concept uniting all of us is this singular determination.
Our grandfathers and their grandfathers turned their backs on the Kingdom and the Empire where their ancestral homes were. We may not have much in common, but we have this.
Ideally, this is enough... but nothing in either world matches the ideal, does it?
[He let out a tired chuckle, wearied and embittered but still hopeful.]
I need not be the Duke at the head of our Round Table in order to foster this. I merely need to wait for my father to step down and pass the title of Count to me... or grasp it by force if he proves to be too dangerous to our plans.
no subject
Well, you would need stronger arguments to get me to praise a rebellion or say that a king is not needed. I have seen, and fought, too many in my lifetime to be uncritical of them. Too many times not the will of the rebelling tribe was behind it but an outside influence. It was a favourite tactic of the Persians to instil enmity between Greek cities and send them to battle each other so they would never even think about allying against them instead.
[Iskandar pauses. No king, no emperor but they have a duke instead. Isn't it a difference in title only then?]
And I have little love for the rule of the crowd. The mob's minds can be too easily manipulated. Way too often all it takes is one skilled orator.
[Is he salty about the Thebes betrayal a whole two thousand years later? Yes, he is. He'd never stop hating Demosthenes for turning the Macedonian's most beloved allies against them.]