Upon the conduct of each depends the fate of all. [Open catch-all, some closed prompts]

[towards_okeanos]

Who: Iskandar and whoever he drags into his nonsense
When: Ieneuer
Where: Aefenglom, Dorchacht Wilde, Aefenglom Wilde, Wilde in general
What: One King of Conquerors is physically unable to sit still
Warnings: Violence, language, alcohol, outrageous acts of (heroic) stupidity. Will add as need arises.


As the new year begins one King of Conquerors dangerously grows restless... so he's going a-questing.

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More may appear later.

Iskandar has a top level on Return to Dorchacht Event as well.

Comments

[enkidoh]

Thank you.

[Enkidu trusts him. After all, he is strong and has a lot of love for all that grows and blooms.

So yes, it is a bit of a weird sight to see someone tiptoeing through the bushes, humming some strange, old song. They balance two pots in their hands as they thread deeper. Yes, the scent is overwhelming, luring them in but they focus on their singing, on the spell they've taught themselves.

It isn't much, but it might just do the trick.]

Let us stay calm...

[Slowly, very carefully, they crouch down in front of the plant. They aren't afraid, not really. But they are definitely aware of the danger, in fact, their head feels a little light.]

Please have some trust in me. [Yes, here they are, starting a conversation with a murderous plant.] I used to be able to communicate with the earth underneath me but now I have to rely on being a witch. Allow me to take some of your saplings. [Still, they're very oblivious to the vines sneaking up to them.]

[towards_okeanos]

[The Wilders pair must have decided earlier they had seen it all already and yet Enkidu's monologuing in the direction of the bush, asking for the plant's permission, catches them completely off-guard and all they can do is stare. Both Iskandar and Enkidu had practically guaranteed the two will have something to talk about when they get back to the city. For months to come. All Mirrorbounds are unusual to some degree but they are weird beyond measure.

Meanwhile, Iskandar is paying attention to the creeping plant than culture shock they are causing. Still unwilling to use fire he goes for his usual solution, he drives his sword through the vine closest to Enkidu, pinning it to the ground. The effect is immediate, all others recoil instantly.]

No, you don't.

[Erm ... Did he just threatened a plant? Must be the scent. It messes with his mind.

Iskandar shakes his head but pulls back his sword. The pierced vine retracts dragging its limp, injured part in a way that more resembles a wounded animal than any greenery he's ever seen.]