Event Log: June, What Lies Beneath

[faileas]

Event Log: June, What Lies Beneath

Down, Down, Down The group leaves on the morning of the 16th, a band consisting of Mirrorbound, Theodore and Sowilo from the Coven, and one of the two returned Wilders to lead the way. The latter three will only be present for the first leg of the journey: from the North Gate to the Northern Outpost by teleporter, then a few hours' hike to the site. A tunnel yawns open, fallen rocks built up around it in mounds. Everyone is offered enchanted lanterns to light the way, and their guide takes them perhaps a mile down before he and the pair from the Coven must part ways with the Mirrorbound. The poorly-lit tunnel leads steadily downward. The way is marked by their gracious hosts to be, with arrows drawn in softly-glowing algae painting the walls so there is no mistaking which way to go; a good thing, because the deeper the party goes, the more tunnels branch off of the largest one, twisting and turning into the dark. It takes some hours to reach a familiar cavern lit with algae and glowing crystals, a herd of the velvet wormipedes idly milling about the small lake and stream that led into town in the dream. Much nicer long boats are set up and waiting to take them deeper, along with respectfully quiet Monster guards to steer them. They take a slightly different route from the dream, but before long, they reach the curtain of grayish green moss that dangles down into the water, stretched across the wide tunnel exit like a membrane. It parts on its own as the boats pass, though beware if you are infected by the Cwyld - it will not allow passage, only reach out long, tough tendrils to try and envelop you, the touch of it burning acid-bright where it is harmless for those uninfected. Past the curtain of strange moss, the cavern city opens up before them, vast and spacious, dimly lit with more algae, crystals, and softly glowing orbs of magic. It's like being plunged into an eternal twilight, somehow soft, cast in gentle colors. The boats bypass the markets this time, drifting farther down a branching stream into the city proper, to dock next to stone platforms. The winding streets and flowing canals branch out all around them with no rhyme or reason, the city sprung up around the natural layout of the caverns rather than the other way around. Buildings are carved out of tall stone spires, the windows and doors covered in fluttering silk, many of which are pulled away so that fascinated locals can peer out at the scene unfolding. The Matriarch herself comes to greet the group, ringed at the back by spear-carrying guards, all Monsters. A tall, long-limbed Arachne woman bearing battle scars and stark white hair, she looks perhaps in her 30s, and speaks with a booming, commanding voice, amplified by a charm. As she speaks, ten Wilders are released from silk rope bonds and nudged to join the Mirrorbound; they're a little roughed up, perhaps, and shaken, but none are seriously injured. A few Monsters also make the rounds, placing copper tokens in the hands of ten individuals. "Welcome, travelers! This meeting was foretold and so it has come to pass. During your stay you will be treated as our honored guests. You may come and go as you please, but we ask that you use the same tunnel you entered through; we have not yet re-secured the other entrances from Cwyld nor the tribes. I would hate for danger to befall you while you are under my care." Her smile is wide, her eight eyes bright, and her teeth are very sharp. "We have prepared temporary residences for your use. I hope you will stay for the celebrations. I look forward to meeting with some of you very soon." Notably, she does not mention the surface where from the Mirrorbound came, and those around her do not ask.

I. The City The Mirrorbound receive mixed reactions from the Underground. Some are fascinated by these visitors personally invited by the Matriarch and allowed past the markets; others are wary and suspicious, believing them to be wolves in sheep's clothing. In the city proper, most passing Monsters are armed, but this doesn't seem to be anything new. Still, step cautiously - plenty do not take well to even unknowing offense and will pick a fight, or may see these guests as easy, weak targets to pickpocket or mug in the dark corners of the twisting streets. The guards only step in if things take a turn for the worse or if the fight is very obviously imbalanced - they step in more for Witches being attacked than Monsters, because they feel Witches require protection more. Still, not all are so unscrupulous: more citizens are delighted to talk, even if they still seem skeptical about a whole world up above. Mirrorbound, as guests of the Matriarch, are given nearly free run of the city, allowed to explore such locations as the marketplace, the library, the shops, the schools (the Arena for Monsters and the Academy for Witches), and the tunnels and caverns outside the protective moss barriers. The only places they (and most locals) are expressly barred from are the Matriarch's audience hall, the upper level of the library, and the guards' barracks. a. The Marketplace The marketplace is much larger than previously thought - it rings the entire city, and stalls spill onto the streets of the inner city as well in a lazy sprawl. There are some shops with actual buildings, but they're fewer and more expensive: alchemy and apothecary shops, a couple of restaurants, a weapons shop or two, nice clothing shops. Most, though, are independent merchants who set up and take down their stalls every day and night. Any number of Underground-sourced foods, clothing, weapons, trinkets, and more can be found at the stalls; they barter, or exchange chips of precious metals and gems, but they'll take cune coins with fascination. The marketplaces are the liveliest areas of the city with Monsters and Witches alike, from all walks of life, mingling and sharing gossip and idle talk. Those who lost items to the burrowing hyenas at the Northern Outpost some months ago should keep an eye out: the hyenas are fairly common down here, serving the roles of pets or working dogs for Underground citizens, and a few merchants deal in more interesting goods. The missing items can be found scattered across some stalls, and the merchants will gleefully tell perusers that these things come from the surface, aren't they fascinating? Don't you want to buy? Luckily, it shouldn't be too hard to get your things back. They'll take all manner of interesting trinkets in trade. b. Library The library is bound to be a popular stop. Monsters get some strange looks if they enter the spire just off the courtyard from the Academy, but they aren't barred from entry; most just feel that reading is for Witches. The building is only two levels - one closed off at the top, guards keeping everyone out, and the rest is just one very tall floor ringed with a spiral of platforms and stairs to access the honeycomb-shaped shelves built into the walls. All their books are written on scrolls of silk, and the librarians bark at patrons to be delicate with them, some are very old. If one has endless time, the scrolls can offer a look at life Underground: historical accounts of past Matriarchs, brave warriors and battles against nomadic tribes or hideous beasts, their history as they know it, scrolls on offensive and defensive magic for Witches, fighting techniques for Monsters, information on their unique flora and creatures that can be found outside the city, and even plenty of fiction - sword and sorcery novels all set in the tunnels and the city. It's just a bit difficult to find what, specifically, you're looking for, because if there's any kind of organization, it only makes sense to the deep-dwelling denizens. Maybe make it a team effort! You'll also need some simple translation spells, because their system of writing is quite different to the common system in Aefenglom; even then, it may not be accurate on older scrolls. c. The Guest Villa Those who choose to spend several days in the Underground are given modest accommodations in a tall stone building. These guest chambers boast gentle lighting, wide beds, backless sofas, potted decorative fungi, and stone furniture. It's... cozy, with humble individual rooms and larger common rooms for gathering. The algae grows in delicate patterns across the walls, pulsing in soft colors. They've gone out of their way to provide what comfort they can, but there aren't enough rooms for everyone to have their own - everyone will need to share with one or two others, so choose someone you can get along with.

II. The Tunnels Mirrorbound are not restricted only to the city. There are many entrances to the cavern where it resides, the openings all covered with sheets of that same gray-green moss; some wider tunnels obviously see more use than other, narrower ones, and the footpath of many Underground denizens is easy enough to trace, the stone worn smooth. The path to the velvet wormipede cavern is one of them; they're raised as livestock, all at once food, transportation, and producers of silk and hide for clothing. This is much the same as the dream. Another well-worn tunnel leads upward to an agricultural center, though, and still more lead out into the wild. They're warned, but not hindered, before they leave for anywhere other than the farms or the livestock cavern; dangers abound in the Underground. Those who do much wandering may notice something going on as well; the guards stationed at each tunnel mouth can often be found talking to each other in low voices about an unknown red algae that seems to be growing on the protective moss. It can be found primarily around the lesser-used tunnels so far, starkly bright against the dull green, and this seems to be a point of concern... a. A Botanist's Dream It's a short walk down a wide, inviting tunnel to reach the place where the city grows fungi and underground plants for food and medicine. Large rats and hyenas both are present to keep opportunist creatures and insects from demolishing the carefully-cultivated beds of rock and soil, and small blind fish swim about in the large pool of shallow water, in which grows something like seaweed. One of their primary sources of food, besides bug and rat, are mushrooms of many sorts - all the types that grow in the farms are edible, though some may be an... acquired taste. The Fauns and Witches who tend the beds are happy to offer samples of anything that can be eaten raw; they're most enthusiastic about a type of spherical mushroom whose cap opens up to reveal what tastes and feels like savory cotton candy, and a type of flat fungi that tastes sweet and fizzy and offers a heightened good mood for an hour after. b. The Wild Underground The lesser used tunnels are a different story. A mile out from the city, Cwyld runs in thick black veins through the stone walls, infecting the sparse plants and many creatures that live out there. Careful not to touch. Infected and uninfected creatures both are highly dangerous to explorers, including stone-burrowing moles with wicked teeth and claws that can cut through metal like butter, vicious white wasps that carry lethal venom, and berserker vampire bats that survive on the blood of other animals and people alike. Some infected fungi give off blindingly-bright flashes when disturbed, while others will cause rashes and blisters on contact. Explorers are warned not to touch anything if they can help it. As well, the nomad tribes roam the less-civilized tunnels and caverns. These are small bands of usually Monsters of different types in mixed groups, though some can be found dragging humans along with them. Nearly all of them are some degree of feral, and plenty bear Cwyld infections in different stages of seriousness. They don't stop to ask questions before they'll attack anyone, including each other, in hopes of robbing them blind and leaving them for dead. As vicious and quick as they are, perhaps it's no wonder they value strength in the city?

III. Graduation Day (21st - 23rd) The Underground does not have 'Litha' as Aefenglomites know it, but come the 21st, they do have a major celebration. They simply call it the New Year, or Graduation Day, depending on what festivities are asked about, because the three days serve as both. At this time of year, with more magic in the air, the algae and crystals glow much brighter, cycling naturally through different colors that cast beautiful rainbows across the imposing stone structures. This display is how they mark the start of a new year, and it coincides with the graduation of young Monsters from the Arena and Witches from the Academy. The New Year is a time to celebrate Bonding, partying, and showing off one's skills in the hopes of attracting a new Bondmate or romantic partner. Tensions can also rise high as rivalries are settled, and small brawls in the streets are common; the guards don't interfere, again, unless things get too dangerous. They're content to let citizens work out their own issues, but unfortunately, this means Mirrorbound may get dragged in on occasion! Small fights are also a tried and true tradition to show off one's abilities around this time of year. It serves multiple purposes: attracting a Bondmate, establishing a place in the unspoken hierarchy of the city, and working out problems with others. Monsters are more likely to start brawls than Witches, though it isn't wholly uncommon to bear witness to two rival Witches throwing spells at each other in an alleyway over their grievances. They're more likely to be stopped, as magic can be quite destructive. a. A Matching Pair The un-Bonded should take precautions during the New Year celebrations. These fascinating newcomers are bound to draw the eye of curious locals, and they may put on a violent or flashy show trying to draw your attention in return! The most common way to show that you're already taken during the celebrations is with face-painting: several stands set up around the marketplace with cosmetics and brushes, and two (or three, or more) people painting matching designs on their faces and bodies signify them as a set - either Bonded or intending to Bond. That doesn't mean there won't still be competition for your heart, but it will lessen significantly, especially if you're a Monster-Witch pair already. b. Exhibitions Primarily intended for the graduating classes of Monsters and Witches, the exhibitions are an official stage set for their coming-of-age; this year, however, the Matriarch has decreed that Mirrorbound may participate as well, in the interests of getting to know one another! They're interested to see what these strange travelers can do, especially against some of their own. Mirrorbound are encouraged by excitable locals if they seem reticent, but of course, no one is forced. (Just don't be surprised if you're called a coward for refusing!) At the Arena, a massive sunken ring with stone benches for spectators ringing the whole of it, young Monsters learn combat skills, with and without weapons, and how to harness their unique physiologies in the dangerous world of the Underground. Their yearly exhibition fights take place all through the three days of the New Year, and young Monsters battle each other til first blood to the cheers and jeers of citizens (and more importantly, Witches) come to watch. The longer the battle, the more impressive it is - and Monster Mirrorbound will have no shortage of eager opponents wanting to test their skills against the unknown. Generally, the fights result in bruises, small cuts, and little else, but rivals for the same Witch might take it farther on purpose before they're wrenched away from each other by the teachers. Meanwhile, at the Academy, the tallest stone spire building in the city, young Witches learn magic from a young age. It isn't exactly the same as magic taught at the Coven, but many concepts are similar - barriers, evocation, enchantments meant for weapons or shields, healing, most of the magic they're taught at this younger age is for combat, protection or practical purposes. They only learn more frivolous magics after graduation. Much like their Monster counterparts, they give solo or duet shows of their flashier and more impressive magical skills in the courtyard, with many citizens coming to watch and take stock of the new generation. Mirrorbound Witches may find themselves being cajoled into putting on a show of their own by curious locals wanting to know what kinds of magic are taught elsewhere.

IV. Aefenglom - Litha (21st - 23rd) Meanwhile, for those who have chosen to stay above-ground or those who have left early, Litha comes once more to Aefenglom, bringing with it beautiful pink and purple skies, a far departure from last year's red tint. It has the city in a much cheerier mood for the celebrations. While they know that several Mirrorbound left for a while, they don't seem too aware of the actual mission, and have very little to say on the matter - they'd rather have a nice Litha, after last year's bad omens! Many of the activities from last year return, better than before, including the brothels opening up their doors (showing off all the wonderful new styles in lingerie!), collecting flowers to put under one's pillow in order to dream of future partners, and wandering the hedge mazes that have been magically constructed in certain parts of the city. Seeing off ships happens regularly as well, citizens setting floating candles into the harbor and river to wish them luck. a. Love Boats A new attraction for Litha is being rolled out this year right on the River Temese! Near the gate, an enterprising Faun has set up a few small boats, each just big enough for two and shielded with fine gauzy curtains for privacy. Couples are invited to buy a ride down the river together, assured it will certainly set the mood. Those who have no partners are offered (or cajoled) to be randomly paired with someone, because perhaps it's fate! The boats drift lazily down the river and stop on their own next to a small dock right before they reach the Harbor. Unless you're willing to swim, hopefully you like your boat partner, because you're stuck with them the whole ride. b. Predictive Pools One bathhouse in the Entertainment District has laid an enchantment on one of their semi-public baths for Litha. When two people stand in the water together, bare, it will begin to glow and take on one of a handful of colors that they say will predict the pair's compatibility level! Sexually, romantically? Well, why not both? The only thing is, they've lost the instructions, and cannot seem to remember what color means "most compatible" and what color means "not compatible at all"... As a reminder, all sexual content should be clearly marked in comment headers, or else moved to a comm-locked log or personal inbox! Be good to each other.

Welcome to June's Event Log, What Lies Beneath! The Underground will be open until mid-July at minimum, and possibly longer. Characters can come and go if they're willing to make the trip multiple times. As always, please direct your questions here! The NPC threads will take place here. Aaand, the Action Tracker is right here! Make sure to let us know what your characters have been up to, good and bad, by July 7th, as this will help determine how Mirrorbound-Underground relations might proceed in the future!

Comments

[bloodwit]

I see.

[ resists typing "that sounds very interesting tell me more" because that might be inappropriate, but also, it sounds as if keith may not know much more about the specifics. ]

Well, thank you for informing me, nonetheless.
Would a "druid" be your world's equivalent of a mage, then? Mages, in Katolis, can be likened to the Witches here - but without magic of their own.

[bergamotrose]

Would that more members of the Nobility had your experiences-- myself included.

[Lorenz chuckled, recalling the moment in his youth when a friend had taken him to the taverns outside of their academy and told him, in no small words, that it was important for the noble and common classes to intermingle. 'We can benefit from crossing the threshold and learning more about regular folk.'Ferdinand had told him as they sipped drinks in the corners of a small tavern, watching the travelers and local residents laugh and make merry. 'We scarcely understand the reality of their lives. In turn, they do not know about us.'

Although Ferdinand had turned it into a jest about how it was believed that young nobles possessed tails under their finery-- as was reportedly believed by the working class-- the words had stuck with Lorenz and inspired him to change.]

Had my eyes not been opened to the larger world, we may not be having this conversation. Everything I understand to this day, I've had to learn anew. A lifetime of being kept sheltered behind the ivory walls did little to foster such an education.

[bergamotrose]

Oh, merely self improvement.

[Lorenz said with a teasing grin and a wave of his hand. He liked to stay busy as well, but he liked his secrets a little bit more. He looked toward the door and motioned for Steak to join him.]

Come, let us walk. It is nothing you need to worry about-- and certainly nothing that would be detrimental to our Boss.

I merely wish to know you better.

[piromare]

( those ears are... for a second, he feels like he should reach out and snatch one. they look so soft. that same softness fits sora to a tee. )

I figured as much.

( darkness and light. concepts that really didn't make a whole lot of sense to him. )

But I'm glad. For him and for you.

[piromare]

Some exploring, some reading... a change of pace is good, even if being underground is unsettling.

( literally and figuratively for someone who needs to be in the sky. even though there's probably enough space for him to do so, he's still keenly aware of where he is in relation to his real safest place. )

But I'll probably return sooner than later, after some rest. It's good to see familiar faces and hear familiar voices no matter where I seem to go.

[scatmaam]

You'd expect mushrooms to be sweet, so if someone asked if you wanted mushrooms in your stew, you'd say...?

[marmoron]

only in the sense that they're capable of magic
the witches here aren't part of a handpicked group meant to wipe out all internal threats to the empire
how do mages from your world perform magic if it's not inherent to them?

[marmoron]

I'm not paranoid.

[ Tch. ]

It's just how it is. Not saying that these guys are definitely up to something fishy, but that doesn't mean what they have to say can necessarily be taken at face value.

[marmoron]

[ Keith watches as the gawking gawker scampers off, He'd laugh a little, but ugh. Stress. All the same, the tension in his shoulders lessens a pinch. ]

.... thanks, then. Can't help feeling like it's me that owes you the favor though.

[ Though how exactly he'd go about repaying Steak for a few mouthfuls of blood is a bit of a mystery. ]

[marmoron]

[ Good saves, Momo. The shopkeeper is at least looking slightly mollified. Keith likewise takes a second to breathe and then: ]

Yeah, sorry. Didn't mean any offense by that. Don't really know anything about food and he's right.

[ Then to Momo: ]

Splitting something sounds good. Anything catching your eye?

[marmoron]

A little?

[ Keith laughs as well. ]

Haven't gotten to know a lot of royalty, so I guess there's nothing to be surprised by. The other one I know isn't the dainty type of fairy tale princess either.

[fiddlestick]

[Elliot gulps a little. The Cwyld detection...that's probably it. But he's not exactly ALLOWED to explain what's going on. So he bites his lip a little]

Oh...is that so. W-Well, I definitely want to get sacrificed. [he can clarify THAT much] I work with Cwyld patients a lot, and I'm clean...but maybe there's some leftover signature from that? Like a smell...? Is that possible?

[anbu]

"That's fair," he says. "Do you currently use magic to preserve the scrolls? If not, it may be possible. I would be willing to make the attempt at such a spell." This isn't a lie. As a Witch, he's motivated toward learning new spells, no matter their nature. And something like this could be useful.

"I understand if you'd prefer not to have an outsider among your oldest scrolls. However, I am interested in learning more about your city, if only you'd allow it. Knowledge must always be cherished and protected."

[usurpers]

Rod Reiss . . . Would father one of my best friends, [ a bastard child. a woman hiding from her history until it was time to use it. ] and she'd kill him, to become our Queen.

[ eren wonders where viren's thoughts had led him to rod in the first place . . . perhaps the pointed instruction to keep only him alive? maybe because it was another father? he rolls his shoulder, and placidly allows some irked tension to simmer to a quiet broil. ]

He'd try to feed me to her for The Coordinate and she'd refuse. [ if rod hadn't been kept alive, his future wouldn't have happened, so. that was planned, too. ] It was slated to happen from the start.

[ where was the start? he'd wonder, sometimes, if there was no past without his future meddling and no future without the past. it didn't matter, but he'd often contemplate it. ]

[getting_better]

[ He tried, tried really hard to hide it but he couldn't help but snicker at that. ]

Only a little?

[ How much darkness is in him he wonders? ]

And is the giant sword mandatory, or do you and Iryha just prefer it?

[ He asked while approaching to examine the sword. ]

Ah, just to say I'm not planning to become one. Just colored curious.

[finesseblade]

[ Felix brings up the rear, an ear twitching back behind them every so often, listening for anything that might be following them in the dark. So far, so good. He watches the worm trundle along in her wake. He hopes she's got enough of those to make it all the way back to the city. Otherwise, they're going to have a problem. ]

They farm these things like livestock. As mounts, as silk producers... pretty sure I've seen them selling grilled worm legs in the markets, too.

[ He shrugs. ]

Maybe this is their idea of veal?

[ They, uh, might end up eating your cute new friend, Edelgard. ]

[moustre]

"We do already, yes, else we would have very little from those days left. Silk is quite resilient but it does have a shelf life. Magic must also be used to handle them, however, else they will still crumble. Many of these are just the originals of copies that are available in the public areas of the library."

She rests her chin on her palm, watching him unblinkingly, considering. "The Headmistress is quite protective of the upper library, and you would have to suffer her presence every step of the way if I were to grant you access. What is it you hope to find in there?" Her lips tug into a grin. "Do you think we are keeping some dire secrets?"

[finesseblade]

[ He watches her for a moment longer, quiet, pensive, and when she finally finishes her story, he tuts softly and shakes his head, almost scolding. ]

Quit apologizing. The truth is hardly a burden.

[ He's never been any good at comfort, and this time is no different. He's no honey-tongued priest with words to soothe. He wouldn't know how to be.

All he can do is try, in his own way, folding his arms and frowning at the wall on the other side of the room. Not at her. ]

The past is the past. You can't fix it. Either it becomes a lesson learned, or an anchor around your feet. Which is it for you?

[rollfordiplomacy]

My beloved, Hector, has been doing research on much of the plant life he's encountered. I've aided him in coalescing his findings and so far the moss does have some... alarming properties. [he takes his wine with a nod of gratitude towards Jorah, swirling it before taking a sip, humming]

Namely, it appears to dissolve corpses at an alarmingly swift rate. I believe it might even be a hazard to the sick and elderly. It may not allow the Cwlyd in... but it can not distinguish between those who might yet be saved. Something to be mindful of.

[rollfordiplomacy]

That is enough to settle Everett's suspicions, even if he could be wrong, he feels confident in that being a genuine reaction. Ellaria didn't appear to be acting, he trusts he has a good eye for that, having grown up in the Springtide where masks were worn at all times and seeing through them was a skill all practiced. He reaches for a lily from the Matriarch's bouquet, the small symbol he's decided she is innocent in his fretting.

"That there are, that there are. If you wished to meet with one yourself, I have a bonded whom is a Dragon. His name is Lord Viren and he's a marvelous, challenging man of great wit, whom I hold dear. We could save that for another time, of course, when I am not holding you up from your work," he reaches to place the lily in her hand, "a humble token of my appreciation to have met you, good headmistress."

[anbu]

"I see. I am... personally familiar with the resiliency of silk." There's a slight grimace on his face, brows furrowing before the expression smooths back out. He isn't looking to tangle with Arachne webbing ever again, if he has his way. "No, not necessarily. Perhaps it's that the area is barred to the public—it should be no wonder there's curiosity surrounding what the scrolls contain."

He specifically doesn't speak of himself as the one curious.

"I wouldn't mind her presence, nor do I begrudge the oversight if these scrolls are historically significant. I have no expectations for finding anything in particular."

But Stiles will certainly owe him a major favor.

[arturiarex]

[ It's not exactly reassuring, but it probably helps her a little. She gives him a look and then she nods, her features relaxing a little. Even if it's not quite a smile, there's a certain fond quality to it as she regards him. ]

I believe it is a lesson learned. Although not so long ago it was more of an anchor...

[ She shakes her head. ]

My struggle with my past is on-going. But thank you for your words, all the same. I... appreciate it. And I am grateful to count you a friend.

[darkcharge]

[ Vanitas groans... ]

How did you not figure it out? Even I have and I'm not exactly from your star now am I?

[darkcharge]

Unsettling? [ A frown. ] Is it because you are a bird?

[ Monster instincts coming into play? Now he's curious about how Sora and Lavi must feel underground. he knows that they are around somewhere. ]

...So you're making a lot of friends then?

[darkcharge]

[ Ah... ]

You're right. I'd definitely tell them no.