Event Log: May, An Inauspicious Arrival

[faileas]

Event Log: May, An Inauspicious Arrival

I. Boaltinn (1st - 3rd) Boaltinn comes around again. A handful of Mirrorbound will remember the holiday from last year, but for others, it will be brand new. In both Residential Districts, bonfires burn in central locations through the night, frequented by the residents celebrating another summer come to Aefenglom. Curiously, while last year the bonfires seemed quite segregated by human or Monster, this year, there is more of a noticeable mix at each, and Mirrorbound are invited to join the games and festivities quite happily. Characters are invited to try and jump through the bonfire's flames to burn away any poor relationship experiences, be it romantic or platonic, past or present; to aid them in this, those at the Eastern Bonfire will give those participating rune-etched accessories to protect them from the fire. The city has quite a bit to offer for this holiday: shared rose baths at public bathhouses and pleasure establishments that increase feelings of friendliness and talkativeness, poles draped in ribbons meant to be danced around, wrapping a ribbon around the pole to bring good luck for the summer, food stalls whose offerings are meant to be shared, and fortune-telling set up by Divination students of the Coven, who can tell your day is going to go. To see last year's Boaltinn prompts, you can take a glance right here! Much of it, including the bonfires, baths, and entertainments will be similar this year, so feel free to use those in your top levels.

II. An Unusual Arrival (3rd on) A full year from the arrival of the first group of Mirrorbound, the 1st passes quietly, with no one showing up in the mirror-lined halls of the Looking-Glass House. Dates and times are important in most kinds of magic, and this is strange enough that some Witches of the Coven get together on the night of the 3rd to try a probing ritual, attempting to gather some kind of clues that could be useful in prying out the cottage's secrets. Boaltinn is the best time for such things, when the boundaries are thinner, and magic is stronger. Those who are awake that night at 3 am might notice a pulse of harmless silvery light that spreads like ripples on water throughout the whole city, originating at the Looking-Glass House, but nothing further happens, and the Coven receives no answers. Well, nothing happens in the Looking-Glass House. Before long, the reports start coming in: people are emerging from mirrors, regular old mundane mirrors, all over the city. Anything with a particularly reflective surface could be an entry point for someone from another world! Inhabited homes, businesses closed and locked for the night, pools of still water in fountains or the river, these unorthodox Mirrorbound pop up anywhere and everywhere, causing chaos for the City Guard (folks aren't happy to find strangers in their bathrooms at 3 in the morning) and the Coven both. Out of nowhere, a glint of light catches your eye; your heart thunders in your ears as your body moves on its own, your mind consumed with inspecting the source. Your reflection stares back at you, just as curious from the surface - a mirror, a pool of water, your most trusted sword, something fleeting that your mind can barely remember - then ripples at your touch. If you are one of these unfortunate arrivals, it's likely a rude awakening for you, to find yourself somewhere inconvenient, somewhere other than where you've been. It only makes sense to be confused. Hopefully someone finds you and explains to you what's happened to you. Resident Mirrorbound will hear a message from Miss Nessie shortly after it begins, a call to arms: "Dears, I'm quite sorry to disturb you, but it seems your fellows are arriving elsewhere than the Looking-Glass House this month! We're trying to track them all down for the usual welcome, but we could use a hand or several! If you could just bring them by the Coven, the usual spot, that would be lovely." She'll give her usual orientation and pass out Watches, but no doubt the Mirrorbound will be more helpful in this regard, with so many arriving.

III. The Goblin Market (All Month) Life goes on in Aefenglom, despite the addition of so many new residents. With the City Guard decidedly busy dealing with the sudden flood of break-ins (or, more accurately, break-outs?), the vendors of the Goblin Market find opportunity to set up their stalls more openly than they have since the crack-downs some months ago. They pop up all over the city, but clustered more often in the Residential Districts and the Harbor District, where there are even fewer law enforcement agents out and about to run them off. These sellers, while not as devoid of morals as those major players of the Black Market, still have very few compunctions when it comes to lying, cheating, fencing stolen goods, and misrepresenting their wares to unsuspecting buyers. It's also the place to find those things that are- not quite legal, shall we say. They won't say a word if you don't. If confronted, they are quick to pack up their things and slip away, however; they know this city and its hiding places a lot better than you do. With a brand new batch of what the natives assume are Mirrorbound, many undergoing rapid transformations into their Monster forms, many of the wares on display are potions: supposed cure-alls for aches and itches, calming draughts for the full moon restlessness, some even claim their brews can halt changes entirely! Some concoctions are meant to increase a Witch's magical ability, or decrease it, or provide them a finer control. They offer potions that they say will eliminate the need for a Bond, or temporary Bonding potions of their own that they claim are more pure, stronger, than the ones offered by the Coven. Claims are only claims, though. A few remedies for the pain of changing or some regular temporary Bonding potions can be found here and there, but for every potion that works, there are twenty more that have less than pleasant side effects. A brew that will cause everything you touch to turn to solid gold for up to an hour; a potion that will invert your sense of direction - trying to turn right will make you turn left, trying to go forward will cause you to walk backward; a potion that will remove all traction from your feet, causing you to slide around as if cobblestone are the slickest ice. Worse, some shadier vendors sell things more sinister, including a potion that gives you the appearance of being moderately to heavily infected by the Cwyld. Even if you don't drink any, the vendors are not at all careful where they're sloshing those bottles around, trying to show them off, and they all activate on skin contact.

IV. A Wilde Hunt (7th - 22nd) All Mirrorbound, temporary or not, are likely to feel it. Monsters are always affected by the full moons, but this month, it is more. Stronger. Instincts rise to the surface as the Sisters emerge full and visible in the night sky, and for many Mirrorbound, they are undergoing rapid transformations into whatever type of Monster they are meant to be. Curiously, the natives get along like they usually do, noticing nothing out of the norm, other than the increased agitation and restlessness from Mirrorbound Monsters. Monsters' aggression fades when the Sisters start to wane, but as the new moons approach on the 22nd, Mirrorbound Witches will notice their magical reserves overfilling, and will find themselves stricken with the overwhelming urge to use it, until casting spells, pushing one's magical limits, is almost a compulsion. Those who are not in proper Witch-Monster Bonds will feel it even stronger, with no stabilizing magic to consume (for Monsters) or avenues to expend magic (for Witches) other than casting spells. (For those who are interested, the Coven does offer temporary Bonding potions which can be used to help alleviate the effects somewhat.) The Coven Witches notice the signs, and they take decisive action on the morning of the 6th, the day before the full moons. So many Mirrorbound, likely to be so heavily affected by the lunar cycle this month, many of them coming into new features and abilities at a breakneck pace, only spells danger for the city. They barricade off a massive chunk of Wilde outside Aefenglom, largely free of Cwyld and totally bereft of farms, homes, and Wilder outposts. They invite anyone who feels the effects of the moons too strongly to control to come out for a Hunt. The hunting grounds will be open nightly to anyone who needs to work off restless energy or overflowing magic; all participants will be warned that their safety cannot be guaranteed from others, but they won't be able to harm bystanders out here. The woods are thick, with the river cutting through them, and full of wildlife. There is room to run and chase prey, or room to play with your developing magic. Play cat and mouse with your friends or Bondmates, or stalk a stranger. If playing games isn't your thing, there is something else to hunt out here as well. With the deep Wilde entering into Winter, this patch of land so close to the city is much warmer, and fearsome Shades have emerged to search for prey. These were once living beings, Monsters, Witches, or animals, who have been overtaken by Cwyld infection long ago, leaving them dead but for the infection, white-eyed and seeking out sources of magic to consume and infect. Anything could become a Shade, but the most common out right now are the ferocious remains of bears, wolves, and nomadic Arachne and Turnskins. If not killed, these Shades threaten the people of the Outer City, when they inevitably escape the barricade. Careful to limit your contact, though; anyone infected upon their return to the gates will be escorted straight to the infirmary.

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Comments

[casphard]

( he's taken to his monstrous side pretty well: after all, it's not worth living a life beholden to hiding any instinct, be it human or not. his instincts have led him here and not astray, despite not being in aefenglom for quite some time.

somehow, bursting through that mirror and making people shriek in surprise didn't do much in terms of shaking his confidence. )

You want me to smell it?

( okay, sounds easy. what could go wrong? without hesitation, he sidles up to andersen and lowers his head.

... )

Glass. ( and something else... ) And poison?

[tothemetal]

Sorry, I just - I saw you kind of like...

[broad, strong, and - judging by the way he rustles his own hair when lifting a hand to his head to poorly mimic the pained posture he'd glimpsed Lu Li in earlier - mostly likely not the sharpest knife in the drawer. that's the face that fate had dealt Styx, for better or for worse. there's no way of being absolutely certain upon a first meeting, of course, but it was a somewhat safe assumption to believe that his hulking stature factored very little into his threat level.

well, aside from how much of a threat he was to himself. what kind of idiot hung around looking after the well being of something that had just threatened his life?

this one, clearly, and when the robot (uh...probably a robot, he thinks?) admits to being lost some of his hesitancy melts away into a warm smile. lost he could understand, in more ways than one. you don't run away from people who were lost.]

Yeah, 's a pretty big place, huh? Only been here a little while but I'm already all turned around.

[not that he was trying all that hard to map things in his head. chuckling softly, Styx allows the big hand in his hair to settle down onto the back of his neck instead.]

Where you trying to get? Maybe we can figure it out together!

Rufus Shinra | Final Fantasy VII (Post AC) | Puca

[ruinedempire]

arrival;
[Fortune always seems to be a tricky thing for him.

Being the apparent heir to the most powerful company on the planet, then obtaining said company, only for it to fall into ruin shortly after receiving the power he's always wanted... fate certainly is cruel in its workings. But on that same end, he's survived a deadly attack from Diamond Weapon, because his father actually installed the escape route he suggested as a child.

Fate also has a sense of humor, it seems.

And while the sting of losing nearly everything is there, the rush of being challenged, of rebuilding what's been destroyed through his own machinations, is perhaps even more of a thrill than simply trying to control the world from his father's seat on top of Shinra tower.

Of course, none of that is quite relevant right now.

Because after pushing through a mirror and stepping foot into an unknown room, one that's modestly decorated, Rufus's focus is entirely on his current situation. Thoughts of rebuilding is placed aside as his survival instincts rear up, trying to discern his location even the slightest amount and determine how he even got here in the first place.

Emerging from a mirror almost seems like a joke, but he's not about to brush that theory away.]

Points for creativity.

[He says quietly to himself and even though Rufus doesn't see anyone just yet, it's clear that this apartment is lived in. His gracious host, perhaps? He might have to dock them though for not being immediately here to knock him unconscious or drug him or whatever kidnappers feel like doing nowadays.

Nonetheless, he takes out his gun and after a few seconds of weighing his options, he slowly turns the doorknob and quietly opens the door.

Hopefully the person he sees on the other side won't try to immediately kill him. But relating to his thoughts from earlier, fortune is always a variable.]

around town;
[He's about situated in Aefenglom, receiving the basic run down from the Coven and obtaining a watch for him to communicate with others. It's quite tempting to use this tech and maybe reach out to others that may be of use to him, but he still holds off for the time being. He still isn't eager to alert his presence to everyone just yet, so he merely waits and listens to those that use the device.

With any luck, he'll find someone he recognizes. Although, there's definitely a way to communicate without telling everyone that Rufus Shinra is here and without a Turk nearby. Perhaps he'll do that soon.

But until then, Rufus can be found roaming around the city, and while he hasn't done much to announce his presence, he hasn't done much to hide his appearance either, still wearing his normal clothes. Maybe he can even be located drinking a small cup of coffee at the local cafe or shuffled in the corner of a decent bar, nursing a small glass of the local whiskey, although it's untouched.]

wilde hunt;

[Rufus is not the biggest fan of his monstrous changes that have slowly been transforming him, noticeably two large rabbit ears sticking straight up from his head. But as displeasing as his appearance is, there have been some benefits-- namely a stronger sense of upcoming danger. It's useful and he would be an utter fool to not use what he can to survive.

Besides, it would be entirely shameful if someone came across his corpse now. Imagine that, the former Shinra president surviving a Weapon's blast, only to be found mauled to death with rabbit ears sticking from his head.

So Rufus turns in one fluid movement, hoping that he's facing the correct direction where his stalker may be. Unfortunately, his senses don't precisely pinpoint the danger, so he has to do what he can on his own.]

You should at least introduce yourself before stalking me. [He smiles here.] Or trying to kill me.

wildcard;
[Have any ideas or want to plot something? Reach me at currykirby]

III

[honesthearts]

Hm?

[ isaac, though not eager to hunt, wants to practice the new powers he has obtained. he has heard word of shades up ahead and figures monsters that have fallen into a senseless rage do not benefit anyone, certainly not to his interest. he comes across ammy as he approaches the woods, the patterns on her fur making clear to him she is no ordinary wolf. the pose as well... ]

Will you be venturing into the woods, wolf? [ he asks, curious if it can understand him. ] Come along with me, if you wish.

[cryptsleeper]

--Apologies. I was certain there was a Shade.

[Alucard knows that if he still had access to his own natural abilities, like becoming a wolf, these hunts would be a thrilling time. Not because of the promise of leaping upon prey, but for the tracking and the running through the woods as a dhampir, then a wolf, and back again. There was such joy in that transformation, and sometimes it does sting to be without.

But being out in the woods and enjoying the dark nights is enough. Using what magic of this place he's confident with is enough.

Not having his eyesight be what it once was? Is pretty damn annoying though.]

[trost]

[ So, his coffee is still cold, and somehow his effort at focusing his magic seems to have set something else on fire instead. This looks like a bust so far. ]

Shit. I didn't mean to -- [ He's used to being the 'normal' one. Having an innate ability is a lot of getting used to, and he doesn't have anyone to teach him about it either. This is probably how Eren felt trying to control his shifting abilities back then. Jean gets up, ready to put out the fire if necessary, but it seems to have contained itself. ]

Sorry. Did you get hurt?

[honesthearts]

No.

[ it doesn't bother him though, and only makes him curious who it belonged to. was she a bystander to a slaughter or the cause? looks are deceiving and he does not trust, but he is not entirely heartless as he likes to think.

a thought comes to mind and he turns his head slightly back to the shop. ]

Get inside. [ he motions to the shop. ] You can take new clothes.

B

[byherself]

[ Hi Donald, here's one of those flesh-faced beings trying to deal with having magic and looking for something in the market that'll help her learn a spell or something. It's. Not working well.

Just as someone calls out to her, she hears something squawking nearby and then... a funny looking duck wearing clothes? Skidding by?

And slipping around... and... approaching her? ]

Wait-- wah!

[ NOPE, she's going to make a break to not get knocked over by the runaway duck! ]

[gale_arc]

[ Hisui is a split second away from tearing Kor a new one for losing track of his sister when suddenly-...hang on, what ]

Wha... Dronning?

[ ... Yeah, okay. Not a single part of that computes. He's almost too confused to be mad. Almost. He'll just settle for being both. ]

What'd you do, breathe in too much sand? Last time I checked, we were all fighting back sandworms in the middle of the desert!

[ He's heard his share of crap from this guy, but this is a whole new level. There's no way they could've gone nearly that far in less than a day, let alone have any reason to go there when they're busy headed for Prinseur. He's onto you, Kor.

...although none of this is helped by the fact that Kor is standing there wrapped in a towel, either. Seriously, what did Hisui do to deserve any of this? ]

[purposefulnonsense]

Pausing in the task of wringing out the no-longer-quite-so-flowing fabric, Hythlodaeus offers the diminutive girl a good-humored smile. "And what powers might those be?" he asks, truthfully not expecting an answer. "I must admit, I am curious to know their motivation. It is not often I am sent for an unplanned swim!"

Granted, he knows of one who he suspects might be just a little bit tempted by the idea.

wilde hunt;

[anotherstep]

[ Unlike Lightning, Ardbert is not so keenly feeling the effects of the newfound magic in his blood, but that is hardly the only reason he would need to seek out the Wilde. In a lot of ways, he's more comfortable out here than he is back in the city. These trees whisper with the sound of ancient magic, something as old as the earth beneath his feet. Far be it from him to turn down the opportunity to hunt beasts, even if this time it's a task he undertakes on his own.

...For a time, at least.

Ardbert has tracked the same ghastly bear that Lightning has, and while he might not know yet what she's capable of, she wouldn't be out here hunting creatures like this unless she thought she could handle them, right? Her words earn her a huff of a laugh as he reaches for the axe on his back.

It's still so strange to be acknowledged by others at all. ]

I've seen worse. [ A beat, as he sizes up the creature. ] I'll draw its attention.

[ Tanks gonna tank. He doesn't wait for a response before lunging for the bear's flank, parrying its swiping paw with the blunt side of his axe. ]

ii.

[meteodrives]

[ Honestly, she doesn't trust the seller as far as she can throw them, but the potion that's supposed to help with the magical adjustment process seems at least promising in some respects. If it's a dud, at least she can say she's tried, and maybe that'll be enough. The goblin's in the midst of explaining what goes into the potion when Tifa hears the voice, and she turns to see the white cat sitting there.

She blinks. ]

Ah--

[ The goblin immediately starts trying to shoo the feline away, hoping Tifa won't mind, but she holds a hand out to keep the creature from going after the cat. ]

Hey, hey. Leave him be. If he has something to say... [ And did that cat speak, or was she just imagining it? ] ...I want to hear him out.

[politicsss]

[For a moment she's left there, stunned and silent. It all happened so quickly that there's a lot to process. But she doesn't have any answers for the strange things she just witnessed.

Luckily for her, Elie isn't left to her thoughts on her own for very long. A familiar voice comes from the direction of the street behind her and her head turns very quickly.]

...Lloyd?! [She breathes out a small sigh of relief-- one she hadn't realized she was holding.] Oh thank goodness...

[That's when she realizes that he's dripping water everywhere.]

You're soaking wet. What happened?

[She gets up a bit too quickly for her body and is almost immediately hit by a wave of dizziness. It goes away soon enough, but the wince was visible. For some reason she feels oddly weak, but she doesn't want to show it.]

[unyieldingmarch]

[Edelgard allows herself a smile, one that isn't quite empty, but it certainly doesn't touch her eyes. Putting a hand on her hip, she huffs a soft laugh, little more than a whuff of amusement.

Well, this could have gone better, but she'd gone into it being willing to talk. At least it's stayed polite.]

I'm sure he is. After offering the Alliance into my care, he can do whatever he likes. It must be nice to live so free.

[Shrugging, she decides to at least offer a little more information. Hopefully it was something Claude could use when this business with the Mirrorbound was concluded.]

...Meanwhile I have the task of rebuilding Fhirdiad after Seiros...Rhea...attempted to burn it to the ground.

[shinkunochou]

[She hesitates a moment, uncertain, but he’s not from her village. There’s no reason he’d want to harm her or anything, from her perspective, so she turns to the shop with a slight frown.]

Isn’t that stealing...? [But it’s a token disapproval; someone should pretend to have a conscience here or something. She eyes his clothes too, curious herself.]

Shouldn’t you get something too?

[hegemonwings]

[ yeah, it looks like a stupid fucking way to catch fish. she tried it earlier and she doesn't get it at all. byleth nods, starting to walk. ]

I'll be honest... I'd ask about your choices, or experiences, but I don't want to know. [ she's heard enough of this man from lorenz, and already feels like she knows too much. if it were up to her, she'd never have learned of these broken timelines in the first place. ]

If you have questions, I'll answer.

[unsacrificing]

The Golden Deer.

[he can't explain what drew him to claude and his fellow deer, he thinks it's the other's particular charm and laid-back nature, a persona that he's slowly been able to peek behind throughout all their time together.

dimitri is almost an open book. and edelgard? he's never gotten the chance to know her as he has claude, and he wonders if he had the chance, if bloodshed could have been avoided. his encounter with the other byleth tells him probably not, but the hope still remains.]

You all remember me-- the professor, differently, isn't that right?

[fabrications]

[ Well, she definitely recognizes him, definitely isn't happy to see him. That doesn't tell him much, aside from the fact that this is definitely Ann. There's definitely no denying it once he hears that absurd comeback of hers. ]

You could ask me why I'm in my apartment?

[ He certainly doesn't look like he's breaking and entering. His hair is still slightly slipped mussed (he reaches up to pat it into place once he realizes) and he's even wearing pajamas. Seeing as he wouldn't normally dream of going into public in track pants and a slightly-too-large t-shirt, he's doubts he's somehow wandered into someone else's home.

Akechi eyes Ann for a moment, debating the best way to handle this situation. She seems genuinely lost, like most newcomers... so why is she in his bathroom and not at the Looking-Glass House? What the hell went wrong with the mirror magic this time? He should probably call Akira and let her deal with him, but for now...

For now, he pointedly turns his back on her and walks away. A moment later, the overhead light in his living room clicks on. Ann can stay in the bathroom if she wants, but there's no point in continuing this conversation in the dark. ]

I'm guessing you have no idea where we are, do you?

[kingsroads]

In that case, my name is Jonathan Strange. There we go, we aren't strangers.

[ That's not how it works and Strange knows it. Still, the answer is more interesting than the man. He frowns, thinking for a moment before he just starts talking to himself.

It's loud enough that Alucard can hear him and judge him, of course. ]

Wallachia...certainly not anywhere in England. I had thought that the king's roads brought me here. But if so, how the devil did he show up?

goblin market;

[confectionerie]

[ Ann might be on the witch side of the equation, but her reasons for being here are very much the same. There's a strange, unfamiliar magic now coursing through her body, and unlike she was able to do with her Persona, she is unable to harness it. She knows that there's some kind of...process to it all, that she's supposed to study and learn and make bonds, but she's honestly still stuck on the fact that she's stuck here to begin with that she hasn't processed much else yet. These potions might be a quick fix to take the edge off while she settles in.

But geez, these peddlers sure do look sketchy, don't they? Ann lifts one of the bottles to inspect it, her eyes narrowing. ]

Yeah, like...are these labels blurry on purpose?

[ Can't complain about what's in it if you can't read the label! She huffs a sigh. ]

I know they say if it sounds too good to be true, it probably is, but still...

i'm definitely here for pond shenanigans later

[yesdoubt]

[Momo proves to be very difficult to remove for the first few seconds before he notices Yuki is actually trying to remove him, at which point he loosens his grip a bit to help out. It's kind of a reluctant motion, and of course, his first answer to a question like that is holding his hands over his mouth as if offended at even the implication Yuki could be overdressed, ever.]

Of course not! You always look handsome in that outfit! [But he does let his hands drop after a moment, looking a little...well, like he doesn't know where to start, honestly.] But I'll have to explain a lot of stuff to you...walk with me?

[He offers an arm out for Yuki to take, as if to link through or hold onto so he doesn't get lost in the crowd. He might as well get them moving to the Haven as quickly as possible, and even though he knows there's an orientation planned, he feels like it can't hurt to go over the big things on the way.]

[[Contined to the overflow...]]

[unsacrificing]

[byleth has no regrets fighting by claude's side. he believes in claude's vision, believes claude's the man who can achieve them. needless bloodshed is not claude's style, and it's not byleth's either. and when he sees the sight of claude's dreams in his eyes, he knows he's made the right choice.

but the lives they've lost - they'll never come back. and that's something they'll have to live with.

he watches claude fiddle with the paddle.]

I'd like that... They seem quite set on their path, but perhaps we can convince them of alternate methods. If there is a lifetime where we don't have to lose all we have lost, that would be best.

[spirialink]

Huh?

[Sandworms? Geez, Hisui, just because Kor recently relived that memory doesn't mean it was recent. That was ages ago!]

Did you hit your head on the toilet or something? That was a long time ago, Hisui!

[If it were anybody else, Kor would be understanding of their confusion and try to figure it out with them.

...But it's Hisui, and that guy has a natural talent at making Kor just as angry as he is.]

[forprettywomen]

"I feel like I need more than a shower." He says after a barking laugh. "Tell me more about your time here while you take me to where we are going."

Despite the new addition to feline features (much more pronounced than his-- was it that he was so new to this world), it was still Sheva. How could he think any less of her? Now with a friend? He can face this new world with a little less caution (though with all the skepticism a BSAA operative could have).

"Does that," Josh gestures to her, then to the scales on his face, "happen to everyone or only a select few?"

[duckflails]

[Yep, that sure is another one of those weird fleshy people! But that's far from the greatest concern on his mind right now, because of this whole skidding thing going on. As he tries to stop himself, he just keeps on changing direction! At least she might be fast enough to avoid his latest course. Still, he'll try to squawk out a warning regardless.]

WAAAAAHHHH WAAAAAATCH OUUUUUUUT!!!