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[Jon Snow has looked better, but he's also looked worse. His dark hair is not pulled back smoothly, as it typically is; curls escape to hang around his face. He has small wounds, nothing too recent, a scabby scrape on his cheek. His expression is complicated: troubled, angry, disgusted, but all in a quiet way.]

I've just returned from a meeting with Rathakku.

He makes an offer. He will withdraw his forces from Alem and allow evacuation, if --

[(his lips press together; this is clearly the part that he mislikes so greatly)]

Ten of us agree to join his ranks. Ten, and Deimar, as the dead who walk, who fight for Rathakku.

[A hard shake of his head.]

If this is enough for him -- if he has the fortress, I think the lives of those who leave are like to be forfeit either way. But I think they may leave ten of us tied in the yard to have that chance.

Half, then twelve, then ten. The numbers keep getting smaller.

I say none.

[He has decided, perhaps, that he does not wish to negotiate with undead lords after all.]

[PRIVATE TO VANESSA IVES]

My lady, I have what you wanted.

[OOC: Mod post for volunteers! Hit it up if it's a "yes" from your character.]

reparo

[ooc: backdated to Sand In Your Eyes (end of)]

Hello, Hermione here, currently writing this from the exit of Ra'esh's temple.

We've found water for the sandworms in a pool, in a cave. We also found a woman in that cave. Her name was Marath, she was alive, and she was tied to the altar and chained. We've set her free - and if anyone has a word of criticism about that decision, by all means, convince me why any living soul should be chained to an altar and left to rot and to thirst and to die. I'll wait.

Anyway, Marath's people are the ones who occupied Uruksithar. She claimed she was left behind because she warned them not to go into the desert. Once freed, Marath ran (rather athletic for someone of her condition if you ask me) and left myself and Vi locked in the temple.

Don't worry, we're out now. Keep an eye out for Marath, if you can. And don't drink the water from the cave if you make it there, it felt...oozy.

[ooc; If you'd like some context, here you go.]

valeas

( The video opens with Emilia sitting in the snow, clad in a velvet cloak to shield her from the day's chill. She isn't much of a presence lately, her recent stint back home having left her in the foulest mood. Those that know her probably sensed the proceed with caution vibes she emanated the days following the beacon disaster.

But today is a new day, and some things need doing. It starts with contacting Red for a personal heads up, and now:

Standing behind her is her ~~husband~~ betrothed in his trademark suit, not looking the slightest bit bothered or affected by the weather.

And behind Wrath is — well. The reason for this transmission. A creature the size of a medium horse plays in the snow, one of its three heads gnawing on a bone. Needless to say, the threat posed by one of the more vicious wolves has since been eliminated. )

This is ...

( At Emilia's careful pause, Wrath fondly supplies: )

A puppy.

( read more. )

soloritur

[ Marcos shows his face on screen for the first time in what feels like a long time. The last couple months have been hard on everyone, and he's no exception. There's a small white dragon settled beside him, trying to get into the frame, that he pushes back. He knows he shouldn't have it, but it still follows him around like a puppy. It hurts his heart to think that it doesn't know it's dead.

Not what this is about. ]

Hey there. [ He clears his throat. ] Listen, we need to talk. It's... been a rough few weeks. It was hard enough keeping track of everyone when we were separated between the two cities, but now. Now I think it might be time to take stock of survivors. Maybe make a list of who we've lost and who we need to look out for.

[ He remembers all the skeletons in the tower. They didn't seem like an illusion to him. ]

Kaneki is missing. Has been for a while. I wasn't worried until I found something he wouldn't have left behind if he had any choice in the matter. Luckily I got to it first. [ Which is why — ] I might need a hand with a beating heart in a box. I don't know if it has any other power, but the Merchant called it leverage, and I don't think I'm the right person to keep it safe. If anyone wants to take a look I'll send you my location.

[ The dragon makes a noise, and he rubs its head to keep it quiet. Sometimes he feels helpless, but it's important to remind himself of what he says next. ]

I know why most of you wanted to stay, to help these people, but be careful out there. Remember you're not alone.

eternallywandering

Are we seriously considering each other as virgin sacrifices to a dragon? I'm prepared to save any of our number that ends up in peril, but this is asking for it.

[Old man Zishu is judging you. Don't make him fight a dragon for stupid reasons. No one wants to die stupidly.]

Or are we purposefully voting for those who can fight off a dragon? Tell me I'm worried for nothing.

[Please. For once.]

inferus

This is what lies beyond the living-but-not walls in Chricter's secret room. ( The video starts with the sharpness of Wrath's voice in the dark cavern. Wrath and Fei continue forward with dim magical. Fei's sword is drawn, Wrath's serpent-dagger is in his hand. There are 20-25 mannequins in various states: burlap to human-like with defined features and soft skin.

A splash is heard as they step into dark water, and Wrath's jaw clenches at the realization they are being drained from the contact, but they have little choice but to push onward. Fei looks similarly displeased but determined. ) It is the dark water as it was in the volcano, as it was under the sea, infusing into the burlap sacks and making beings who are-

( Wrong. Unnatural. The video lands on the dog tags on the mannequins with a name on one, with a phrase on the other: hello, birdie, squirrel, eat your nuts!, the train goes, choo-choo on the other. ) Like the phrase left for Arabella.

( Before more can be said, chaos. The mannequins wake in a panic. They attack, rushing forward. Wrath and Fei work together to fight them off. She has been drained of stamina, and he has been drained of magic. They are worn from the waters, but they work in tandem - two experienced fighters, slashing through the burlap and false skin. It'll be difficult to tell what exactly is happening through the flurry of movement and sharp blades and burlap and skin and blood and features but not.

The mannequins rush out through the opening. Screams and shouts are heard from outside the room - distant. Fei and Wrath (bloody, torn, dripping dark water) step out of the wall. Fei spits out blood and wipes it from her chin, and then the video focuses on Magnus and Xingchen, waiting on the other side. The two were protected by Xingchen's talisman, which prevented the dark water from going any further. Magnus has his portal ready, and he speaks sharply: "Everyone into the safety hole now," and through it they go.

The echoes of chaos are left behind, and then there is darkness and silence. )

gautiheir

[ Hello network, have a Dazzling Smile™ from your friendly local ginger slut, because even if he's got a serious question, Sylvain gonna Sylvain. ]

Hello, everyone! I haven't met nearly all of you yet, so - Sylvain Jose Gautier, pleasure's all mine, though you can have some of it if you really want to.

[ But okay, that's out of the way, and he sobers quickly. ]

So I've wound up as a chimney sweep in Eidris - and for the record, I'm pretty sure that's my fault for trying to flirt with the forger who supplied our documents, so let that be a cautionary tale going forward - but I've seen some things that are...well, odd? I think.

I haven't really had contact with the dragons here, but I know at least a couple of you must have, so - have you heard much of anything about them going "roaming" or "scattered" from time to time?

Because, let me tell you: it's weird, watching it happen. Maybe the kind of weird that bears investigating, but I certainly can't fly high enough to watch.

chosenbylight

[Anduin appears on camera looking -- out of character, for those that know him, dressed in dark leathers and a large black trenchcoat.

Yes, he knows. He feels weird about it too.]

Greetings, my friends. As I am certain you are aware by now, various systems across Minaras are suffering malfunctions, ranging everywhere from brief glitches to complete breakdowns in the infrastructure of the city. What may not have been apparent at first, and why I come to you now, is that there are a number of droids who seem to have been affected by the outages as well.

In my role here in Minaras, the nobility come to me for... [He winces slightly.] I am a droid bounty hunter, to put things plainly. And there has been an increase in runaway droids, of late. I have managed to track several of them down and have them in my custody at present. Normally at this point, I would return them to their masters as requested, but I have -- concerns.

I have spoken with the droids in my charge. They do not seem to acknowledge that they have ever had masters to serve. Certainly not those people who hired me to find them. They have said that their services are not required, at present.

[Anduin hesitates, uncertain for a moment of how exactly to proceed.]

I am a priest, outside this city. I cannot claim to understand the workings of these complex machines. But something has changed them, quite suddenly. Droids are programmed to serve humankind. These droids do not appear to have forgotten who their masters are. But most troubling of all: from what I can tell, they are no longer registering to the droids as human.

Perhaps if we are able to understand why... We might come closer to understanding just what exactly is going on here?

((ooc: further information about/plotting for this little clue-roll can be found here, though anduin will be discussing what he knows so far below!))

winscenario

[ Unlike certain pointy-eared aliens out there, Jim appears on the broadcast looking perfectly normal and wearing no funny hats or accessories. His shirt and hair are maybe slightly rumpled, but that's to be expected. Given the nature of the announcement, he looks serious too. ]

For those of you who I haven't met yet, I'm Captain James T. Kirk. [ Yes, the T. is important. ] Recently I was part of a group who visited the Concord, and I personally got to talk to her Captain, Maximilian Hawk.

He shared a few things, though I don't know how much of it really will be news by now. Long story short, the Company wants to get their hands on some rare item, something that's either been lost for a long time or is only mentioned in myth. They discovered Samuel Vane, or Quicksilver Sam, was already looking for said item, so they hired him to find it for them. They gave him the ship, the crew, a set of coordinates and a fragment inside a small box that supposedly reacts when close to aforementioned item.

The so-called 'gifts' we were sent to deliver were half of that coordinate, and the empty box. Which leads me to believe that the gesture was meant as anything but a peace offering.

Considering Vane's mental state at the moment, it also makes me wonder if he was the one sending those gifts, or if Kreil is the one behind the gesture.

[ He takes a slow breath. ]

Now, regarding the rest of our conversation. I managed to avoid a conflict in the moment by explaining we were refugees here, and not part of either crew. He believed me. He also offered a deal for us: we take the fragment and the coordinates and we find the item ourselves, effectively taking up the job what was given to Vane, and we'd be rewarded with supplies and funds to carry on with our trip or find somewhere to settle, as Hawk put it. Part of his conditions is that we hand over Vane as well— and the remainder of the crew, I imagine.

I am not in favor of this, just to be clear. I have no interest in handing over Vane, but I'm not on my ship, and you aren't my crew, and I can't make that kind of choice for the group at large. As much as it goes against what I believe in, I thought that it was necessary that I share this with you all, so that everyone can weigh in on what they think we should do.

That said, I'll take no part in a plot to capture and deliver Vane, not when we have so little idea of what's the story behind all this. Hawk has shared what is convenient to him, what makes him look like the one in the right, the one who was tricked and lied to, but there's a lot we don't know too.

Anyway, I figured I'd open this up to a vote. At the very least we'll get some idea on where most of us stand regarding this.

That's all. Kirk out.

((ooc: for the sake of organization, I ask that everyone go to this comment and vote on what your character would want to do (plus with any wild plots/ideas they might have suggested). Please hop over there and vote, even if you don't want to or don't have the time to reply to this post!))

intermingled

[ Spock is wearing a hat that he's likely been seen wearing around on either ship. It's a tricorn with shells affixed to it that seems very much in opposition to the way he otherwise carries himself. He's found that wearing the gifted hat is preferable to the commentary he's gotten about his ears when he goes without it. ]

Is anyone here aware of races or humanoid beings from this world with pointed ears? I seem to cause one particular crew member to have a very negative reaction to my appearance.

[ He pauses, as if he's just remembered he's wearing a completely ridiculous hat, and ducks his head to remove it. ]

I am confident that I can handle the man should he decide to attack me, but he did make what I believe to be an inebriated threat to my person, so I would recommend that anyone else take care if they have similar features to my own.

rumorate

[Set shortly after this conversation with the captain of the Queen Zanyra, Allison appears on the network. If she sounds a bit irritated, it's because she is. Caladan didn't exactly rub her the right way.]

I recently had a conversation with Caladan Kreil, the captain of the Queen Zanyra. Anduin already mentioned some of what he told me, about the nightmares and Vane seeing things, but he mentioned two other things that I think you all should know.

One, we're heading out to the place where Vane lost his last crew, and he seems to be pulling some kind of Captain Ahab routine to try and avenge them or some shit.

Two, the reward Kreil is after for helping Vane? Is ownership of the Pariah. Kreil made a not so veiled comment about how he will have say on who gets to stay on board and who doesn't.

[A beat.]

Though that might have just been his reaction to my sparkling personality.

enucleation

We are all sharing information, aren't we? My turn.

[ Kaneki is sitting on a hammock. Besides him there is a doll, which some people may remember or may not (yes, he still has it). And the neighbour hammock is barely seen but anyone can guess what is happening: there are moans and sighs and some suspicious movement. Yes, two people are having sex right besides him. Kaneki is too tired to fight any of this. ]

Don't mind them. That's my... fortune. From the fish. [ oh yeah. kaneki has been dealing with that since the trip begun. And he is about to get to the point, when his cursed doll slowly and creepily moves her head to stare at the two sailors and she curiously asks "Father?". Kaneki just covers her eyes with his hands whispering to her "Don't look at it".

ANYWAY. ]

When I first arrived in Ellethia, I was contacted by the Merchant and he asked me to acquire something hidden on the Spina hunting grounds. [ Kaneki reaches for his bag, pulling out an actual beating heart. yes, still beating. ] This is what I found. It's not human and the Merchant says it's leverage. He never explained what to do with it and what sort of leverage it provides, but told me to keep it.

I am not getting rid of it nor I will let you borrow it, but if anyone wants to have a look, be my guest.

[ and that would be it. But Kaneki pauses again, puts the heart back and releases his ~~daughter~~ doll who is now quiet and no longer staring at the two sailors having sex.]

... Also.

I consume humans. [ there you go. kaneki looks away, pretending to be looking at the doll instead ] The crew isn't particularly happy about my presence and I don't expect you to be happy about it either. But I realize the word is going around and I figured there is no point trying to keep this under wraps. [ the Merchant's people DO carry dead bodies around for Kaneki, after all. Mr. Ishmael has passed and they kept the body in the ship. Kaneki himself is keeping a lot of undead body parts for later. Someone is bound to question things at some stage ]

That will be all. [ and he quickly turns off the video ]

sacral

[ First, there is the sound of the sea — cresting waves, shimmering crashes. Then, the vast buoyed ache of wood loved too well by salt and sun. Voices boom, bark, and scatter about though none are distinct save one (who does not seem so keen on proper introductions): ]

I'm here on behalf of a man named Captain Samuel Vane — or Quicksilver Sam, as his reputation travels. I suppose you can also say that means I'm here on behalf of the man who calls himself the merchant. I hear you're already acquainted.

There is a group of you who travels east. I met some of you... in the forests, the village Ke-Waihu, but our paths diverged.

[ He is stern but an apology still lies beneath its surface. Still, he's here for a reason and so gets on with it. ]

Now, Captain Vane is ready to offer his vessel as a means to reach your next destination. He is also sailing east.

[ Here, his words slow and measure, though they remain heavy with what he doesn't say. ]

He doesn't desire money or goods in exchange for your [ our?? ] passage. Only safety... "sainted protection."

[ It's then that gulls cry overhead and across the crack of sail cloth. ]

Look for the Pariah.

inferus

( Emilia di Carlo's hair has seen better days.

It looks suspiciously nest-like, and one of her sleeves singed and torn. The further she and Wrath walk back into the village, the more she feels it: the mark of hollowed things. The withered trees and the dying river beds. ... To say they have missed out on recent developments is an understatement.

But they do not come without news of their own. )

We were able to go very deep into the volcano and discovered something in the process.

( For this rare moment, Wrath appears to be somewhat disheveled as well. His hair is out of place. There's light scratch marks upon his cheek. His suit is singed. His sleeve on the right sight has been entirely burned away, revealing a muscular arm. In his pocket, he carries with him a piece of what they found though he has little interest in mentioning that out loud just yet. He wants to understand what it is first, and so he glances at Emilia with a grim nod and then supplies further: )

At the center of the volcano, an apparent naturally made mirror is being used as a cork to hold back a mounting level of lava, a potent flow of magic, and an unimaginable number of spirits. The pressure appears to be mounting.

( ooc: vi and i had a hiatus in april, and this help explains the absence of emilia and wrath during that time. EDITED the following day when i realized i missed a detail about the volcano. it was naturally made from a large pool of dark water. )

bearshermark

[An aggrieved breath brushes through Eleven's crystal. He sounds tired and annoyed in the moment, as though speaking directly to someone of something]

I'm trying to grow things, here.

For Goddess' sake, I only just planted this patch yesterday.

[He sighs, temper easing, though his voice remains underscored by a thread of tension]

..Has anyone found anything about the dark waters? How to remove them or purify them or.. something. I've been working around them much as I can, but something will surely need to be done to clear it up if this village is going to thrive after we've gone.

[He's going to leave one place better than they found it okay.

..Maybe. Hopefully]

bearshermark

What good things have happened since you've come here?

[Please tell him there are some good things]

soloritur

[ The image comes up to show Marcos huddled behind a boulder near the water's edge with two figures nearby. He looks tense and keeps his voice low as he gestures to the others that he started the feed. ]

Hey. This is Marcos. I have Lorna and Wrench here with me. We uh... found something. [ He moves the device to show a cave, and the cluster of mermaids going in it. ]

Apparently some of the mermaids are able to use a siren call to lure people out here. There's a cave where they're gathering at night, but it's guarded. Most of them are in pretty bad shape, but we think what's in there might have something to do with what's making them... insane.

[ No offense, mermaids, but they did already try to eat him once. ]

//

[ lorna comes up to marcos's side after he shows what they've found, glancing over at him and reaching for his hand out of frame. when she addresses the camera herself she seems relatively calm, but serious. ]

We've got some experience dealing with mind control, but not enough to combat it. [ or block it to a degree any of them are comfortable with before they proceed. ] So whatever techniques you've got would be appreciated.

//

[Wrench, who's been practically vibrating this entire time, all but explodes at this point, albeit quietly -- or as quietly as he knows how to be, anyway] Otherwise, looks like meat's back on the menu, boys! [the mask displays a quick, angry face, mostly for show, before jumping to a bright (^_^)] Or, you know, sushi.

[yeah, he's been sitting on that reference this entire time]

Seriously, though. [help them, Obi-Wan Kenobi]

ooc: Marcos/Lorna/Wrench (if that's not obvious) any combination may reply!

inferus

( Wrath has learned a lot of shit recently after months of trying to understand and exploring many different avenues, the most important being Wen Qing's inspections of Vannozza and his own investigations. He knows he has to inform the rest of the group before he makes his next move. That is the difference between living on this mortal plane instead of within Hell itself where he has far more power. There is a group to take into consideration.

At first, the video opens with nothing but a visual of the locked, hidden room. The video lingers on the altar beds, the potions and goblets of opiates, and then the piles of servant clothing and bird feathers in the corner. )

I'm in a secret, locked room within Bonaccorso's library. The Attaryl have been lengthening the lives of the Doxe for some time. Now they work on transferring a spirit from one body to the next without killing the original body and destroying one spirit in the process, which is the current result of their experimentation.

( He is quiet, serious, jaw locked though the camera is not on him. This is an affront to Death itself - his other name. )

Their efforts have come with a clear cost. ( He keeps the video pointed toward the pile of clothing and bird feathers, and it does not change course for the remainder of the video- let them see the cost. ) Many have died in this room.

I believe they mean to transfer Bonaccorso's spirit into Vannozza's body. Her spirit feels as if it is peeling from her body. The question is what to do with this truth.

( Ultimately, Wrath is ancient and powerful, and he will go with what he feels is best because mortals are fallible, but he wants to know what the group thinks. )

softheartedshizun

[ Shen Qingqiu seems to be in a state, at least roughed up a little and restrained, the movement implies there is travel happening. ]

I am a little worried... Eleven and I have been detained and are on our way somewhere.... My guess is the destination is not good, and if you don't hear from us after this... well....

[ Where was an easy mode when you needed one! This wasn't fair! Give him a break! ]

Assume the worst I suppose.

bearshermark

If you need help, please ask for it. The people that care about you won't think less of you for it. They'll be relieved and honored that you trust them.

And if you think no one cares about you, you're wrong. I care about you. I'll look after you, if no one else will. I won't tell anyone.

Everyone can benefit from a little kindness sometimes. It's nothing shameful. There's too little of it here.

[General advice or one very specific call-out? who knows~]

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northerndragon - un: whitewolf / video: ota / text: private to Vanessa Ives / forward dated to 2 March
reparo - un: man's greatest treasure (text)
valeas - video — un: starburst | backdated mid to late december.
soloritur - un: eclipse | video
eternallywandering - [Text; UN: heavenly four seasons]
inferus - video. un: a_civil_serpent
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un: eclipse | video

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un: white pawn; video

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001. ( the saltwater cure ) — voice.

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