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

[arturiarex]

[ She's curious. He's the first inorganic lifeform she's met! ]

I suppose the world only cares if you're a living being, then. For some reason I thought it might interact differently...

[ Which isn't a judgment on Soundwave, of course, just her train of thought. ]

[peacewithouttyranny]

[Hey, her questions aren't anything weirdly invasive so far, and even then he'd probably answer them all the same. The curiosity is fine for now.]

With casting spells there isn't, but... [His vents hum, pausing for a beat] I suppose if there's a difference I could think of is that the magic of this world disrupts some of my systems and installed techs. I don't think organics have anything in their body not working properly or causing problems?

[Fortunately nothing major stops working or glitching out, but it's annoying unable to scan things without it bugging. He did lose his entire empath powers, though...]

[arturiarex]

[ The way he 'vents' is honestly interesting. She's not a scholar or a researcher, but there's something interesting about seeing a form of life that's completely different from what she's used to. ]

Well, some of us believe that our changes would qualify as... disruptive.

[ There's a wry smile at that. ]

But as far as I know, no. No witches of my acquaintance necessarily report problems, beyond those we already understand.

[peacewithouttyranny]

Ah, right... my apologies.

[Too caught up in his own venting that he temporarily forgot he's talking to a monster oops. But yes, he's mostly talking about in comparisons to other witches.]

Problems only unique to me, I find. Only when I converted my techs to run on magical energy that they're working properly... one of which at least makes it easier for me to move around town.

[arturiarex]

Interesting. I am afraid I am not a scholar or researcher, so my understanding of technology and magic is... limited... but I would like to hear what you've done and how it makes you more mobile.

[ A pause. ]

If you don't mind sharing.

[peacewithouttyranny]

It'll be brought up eventually if I'm staying here, anyway, I don't mind it. I'll show it to you right now to answer at least one of your questions.

[He would say more so Saber would know what to expect, but sometimes action is just best. His body shuts down, the glow and bright visor gradually lose its color until fully greyed out, the low hum from his vents quiet down, as if the soul just left the body. A moment later, a flickering, translucent humanoid figure appears between them, accompanied by crackling of electricity (harmless) around it as it forms shape and becomes solid. The process takes a full minute until it fully solidifies itself into a...

Human. A young woman with long pale blue hair, glowing crimson eyes, stoic, and standing at a mere 5'1".]

There. This is the form- ... Ah.

[His robotic voice remains. Soundwave quickly remedies that, and has it changed into a voice much more appropriate to the form. A soft-spoken female voice, still monotonous but loses all that electronic-quality in his real voice.]

Pardon me, Saber. Sometimes it doesn't automatically modulate my voice. But as I was saying, this is the form that allows me to move freely and with fewer restrictions.

[arturiarex]

[ Saber nods and leans forward from where she's sitting on the bed, elbows resting on her knees, hands clasped in front of her. She's nothing but attentive, brow furrowed slightly as she watches. A part of her is a little concerned when he seems to slowly shut down (for lack of a better term), but the crackle of energy and the flicker of light that accompanies the appearance of the avatar (for lack of a better) term reigns that in. She does start a little as it begins to solidify. It's like magic to her - no better word to describe it - but she understands that it's likely some sort of technological process.

The very robotic voice coming out of what looks like a young woman is honestly amusing, though, and she does crack a slight smile. She's not much taller than Soundwave in this form, honestly. In fact, she might be a hair shorter... ]

Oh, I see!

[ Saber stands and walks over to her (him?) and gives her a curious look. ]

You'd certainly command less attention and notice. Can you interact with others in this form? Or is it merely a visual representation?

[peacewithouttyranny]

[Cybertronians mainly use their avatars to blend in or disguise themselves in a planet's population, but there are other applications for it. In this case, Soundwave would use it to better navigate places where his wider real form would have trouble going through and to get attention off his back, certainly.]

I can interact with others, yes. I could have it merely be a visual projection for less energy consumption, but for the sake of interacting with the world, this body is entirely solid and physical.

[The avatar holds her hand out, should Saber wish to touch/poke her, Soundwave wouldn't entirely mind sating her curios mind. And true to Soundwave's words, she's certainly a solid, soft and squishy like a human. Unless they'll able to detect the avatar gave off no scent (monsters mainly), she may just be easily mistaken as a real, living human being. Except she isn't actually "real", in a sense.]

Though this body is technically a construct, my entire consciousness is transferred into it... I can still hear, smell, feel anything I touch as I would normally on my real body.

[arturiarex]

[ Saber does gently take the projection's hand and squeeze. Interesting. She drops it after a moment, noting that the projection leaves no scent. Something to consider. ]

Fascinating...

[ She seems genuinely interested. ]

How do you recharge? I assume you do not eat.

[peacewithouttyranny]

[Soundwave drops the hand back to her side.]

I do eat, actually. Energon. You could compare it to something like gasoline. Unfortunately, said fuel does not exist here, and the best I found is... oil. It's crude, but it keeps me functioning at least.

As for recharge.... eating and sufficient sleep.

[arturiarex]

Well, I'm glad you manage to continue functioning, then.

[ She has no idea what energon actually is, but she knows oil... sort of. ]

Although I cannot imagine it is pleasant with the less suitable energy source...

[peacewithouttyranny]

Hm, it isn't. If I were to make a similar comparison, it would be like living entirely off... junk food. Or alcohol.

[Another huff.]

But it isn't as unpleasant as starving. I've had my... moments with that.

[arturiarex]

Ah.

[ Well, she eats enough for a small army, so she can't really say something about that one way or another. ]

I'm sorry that it's more difficult for you - is there any way to help with that or is it seemly a matter of this place not having the correct technology or techniques?

[peacewithouttyranny]

The technology. Everything here is magical and... ancient.

[To put it mildly.]

It's not impossible... I know the formula to create synthetic Energon. I just have to figure out a way to work with the world's current tech. But, you don't have to be concern about me. I'll find a way, somehow...

[arturiarex]

Well, I think you'll manage. Unfortunately, as I've said, I'm not a scholar... but I do wish you the best.

[ She starts slightly. ]

...forgive me if I've been rude. I'm simply curious.

[peacewithouttyranny]

[Once again, the avatar shakes her head. This interaction so far has been cordial, not like the Underground locals when they see him.]

You haven't been rude at all. If you have more you would like to ask, I don't mind answering.

[After a pause, Soundwave looks back at his deactivated self, slumping.]

I suppose you won't mind if I stay like that? I'll be exploring in this form, mostly.

[arturiarex]

Oh, no. That's quite alright. I plan on doing some exploring myself, so I don't think it will be too much of an issue.

[ She glances at the inert form. ]

...do you worry about someone doing something to your body while you're elsewhere?

[peacewithouttyranny]

It is a worry, I'll admit. Considering how... peculiar I am to everyone else, I am certain there are people who would want to get their hands on me and see how I "work"? [He'd gotten the "how does a sentient robot work" question before...] I thought about leaving my real body outside somewhere instead of in a room, but that just carries a greater risk.

[He tilts his head towards Saber.]

But... I get the feeling I do not have to worry about you doing anything to me.

[arturiarex]

You've my word that I won't.

[ Saber nods, that small smile returning. ]

And I admit to simply being curious about you. If there's anyway I can help, please let me know.

[peacewithouttyranny]

[Soundwave's avatar stays inexpressive, but he bows his head as appreciation.]

Hm, there is something you could help with... If you do not mind it at all, we could explore the underground city together? One reason for it is so that the local monsters won't bother me- a lone witch. They can be most... insistent about Bonds, but I'm sure being with a monster would deter any attempt from others.

[arturiarex]

Of course. I was planning on exploring myself and having company would be welcome.

[ She pushes to her feet and dusts herself off. ]

I know they can be very insistent... they were the last time we were here.

[peacewithouttyranny]

[Great. Soundwave is already raring to go, just waiting until the other is ready to leave, as well.]

In a dream, yes. It was my first encounter with the world, actually before I came through the Mirror... I dreamed of this city and the people's strange... practices.

[Soundwave recalls it all too well. ]

I understand the importance of Bonds now, but still... they could learn to be less persistent towards those uninterested.

[arturiarex]

Ah, yes... I dreamed of it as well, although I was already here. This place - this world - is strange in that regard.

[ She straightens her clothing out and checks to make sure she has everything she thinks she might need. ]

These people are especially persistent; I don't recall anyone in the city ever being quite this pushy.

[peacewithouttyranny]

[Strange, indeed. He's been told that lucid dream happens every so often- mass dreams that nearly all Mirrorbound- new or old -experience.]

Me neither, at least never one so aggressively persistent like the people underground. The worse the people in the city could get was my Coven teachers gently reminding me that I need to find a Bond.

[Which is... well, not as simple to find in so short span of time.]

[arturiarex]

I thought I could do without until my first full moon. I... lost control.

[ She frowns. ]

It wasn't pleasant.