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[Hello, fellow kids, have a friendly local ginger on your devices, albeit a ginger with a much scruffier ginger beard than he usually sports. Anyone seen a razor?

All the same, he gives a little wave before speaking.]

Hey, I'm Cal. Cal Kestis.

[A pause, as he considers.]

I'm not a pirate or anything. Sorry. Might as well get that out of the way before anyone gets their hopes up? Oh, and if I promised to keep up with anyone but haven't, uhh...hey. I'm still hanging in there, hope you are, too. I hope everyone is, actually.

Which gets me to the main thing I wanted to talk about. Obviously, it's crazy out there right now and I doubt it's going to clear up any time soon, even if all the talk and plans go off without a hitch. Societal upheavals are never clean, even if the intentions are good. Someone always suffers and it's usually the little guy.

Right. It's bad right now and it's really bad for anyone who was supporting Messalina, as I'm sure you're all aware. So I want to offer up myself as protection if any of you feel you need it. Or even if you weren't part of that group but still feel unsafe. I'm a warrior, of sorts. Former soldier? Had a short stint as a gladiator here, and not for the first time in my life. Still not a pirate, though. Just in case you're curious about my credentials. But...yeah. I can't be everywhere at once, but if you need my help, just buzz. Day, night, it's all good.

...Stay safe.

silverneedles

[ Wen Qing appears, filming from one of the monk cells on Mount Nathadi. She looks stern and annoyed, with a ghostly monk in the background looking rather delighted. ]

I have been asked to provide cheer to the crowd, and when I inquired to the specifics, the monk provided me with a song to sing. [ She waves a piece of paper, scribbled on with lyrics. ] A-Ning, you are not allowed to listen to this.

[ She looks back at the monk, who gestures for her to hurry up, and turns back to the camera to launch into her song. Her voice is lovely, and she can carry a tune, but that's about the nicest thing anyone can say about her performance. ]

A rambling young sailor to Unkharil came down,
He’d been paid off his ship in old Yancai town....

[ She continues through the entire song, trying to maintain a neutral expression and mostly managing, although by the end her cheeks are red. The monk in the background looks delighted, occasionally sniggering and cackling, and provides rousing applause at the end.

As soon as she's done, Wen Qing bows to the camera and abruptly shuts it off. ]

( the full lyrics )

balancedwire

[ When the video pops up it’s Xie Yun and Wen Qing not that far from where the caskets had been. They, of course, had been in one of those and were taken for a bit of a ride ]

Being in a confined space is not fun. Though, that isn’t the point of this. Point is we’ve found out what happens to the caskets. Where they end up and what happens to those that the villagers are so worried about.

[ Wen Qing is still shaking out the sleeves of her robes when the video starts, and it’s only when Xie Yun mentions the villagers that she lifts her head, a little more ruffled than she normally is, tension obvious in the line of her lips and the slope of her shoulders. ]

We encountered a lady who said the Man in Black saves the corpses. He keeps them hidden so the bodies do not rise with the waters and attack. [ She pauses, considering her words for a moment, some of the tension bleeding away into thoughtfulness. ] The waters have risen before, if they are so worried about the corpses.

[ The young emperor makes sure that his companion is fine before reaching out to give her shoulder a gentle squeeze. They were both probably a bit tense after what they'd just gone through. Between the rocky waters, crashing, being under water, and then running into the lady who spoke of the Man in Black. ]

So in her own regards she says that he allows them to rest in peace. Though, she mentioned a woman coming. That was when they saw what happened to the dead and because of that they decided to keep them safe. To not let her kind have them.

[ Wen Qing shoots him a grateful look, then looks back to the camera. ] She provided no name, but said to look in the forest for our troubled woman. She took the dead with her, and they went willingly. She would say no more than that, but we have something to look for.

[ OOC: Xie Yun is blue and Wen Qing is red. ]

silverneedles

[ Wen Qing looks happier than she has in a long time, relaxed and smiling as she lifts a white rabbit into the air, facing the camera. A long red ribbon dangles from the rabbit's mouth, clearly well-chewed, and it looks vaguely annoyed at the interruption to its playtime. ]

I have these little cabinmates who can't seem to keep their little paws and mouths to themselves. My shoes have been chewed up, and I found this one attacking a pillow the other day.

[ She puts the rabbit down, disappearing off the camera for a moment. When she appears again, she has another rabbit in her hands, a black one this time, who settles into her arms, quite content as she pets him. ] This one was chewing on Wei Wuxian's hair ribbon the other day when he was asleep.

So, does anyone have suggestions for good chew toys for rabbits? We don't want them to chew up the entire room, and I only have so many shoes.

silverneedles

[ The video opens with Wen Qing, dressed in trousers and a ruffled white shirt, looking fairly annoyed. She holds up an orange. ] This is an orange. There are barrels of them in the hold. Eat them. You don't need to have one daily, but make sure you're eating one every few days.

[ She glances away, mouthing something to someone just out of video range, and then she looks back to the communication device, flipping it around. Standing there is a sailor, unwashed and grimy. He's holding up a tooth, still bloody, and grinning proudly. This isn't the first tooth he's lost; most of them are gone, and his gums are bloody. Wen Qing continues over the camera. ]

This gentleman is a fine example of what will happen should you forget to eat them. [ The "do not forget to eat them" is heavily implied. She flips the device back, still frowning. ]

As Miss Eda mentioned, the sailors seem afraid of women so none of them will listen to me about the oranges. Someone pass on the message to them.

binghua

I have been thinking lately, perhaps too much, about forgiveness. Or, rather, resentment, especially with regards to these curses we've been gifted. I don't know what everyone else has to break, but mine involves jealousy and, thus, its own kind of resentment. I think most lingering cases such as these stem from unhappiness along a similar vein.

As a cultivator, it is my duty to cleanse such resentment from the dead so as not to affect the living in their wake. I am willing to help anyone else who may need it, though I fear I may not be as much help as others. I'm not sure I'm the best at forgiveness, either, even for myself...

[Xingchen's voice trails off, almost as if he forgets he's talking to anyone else, but he quickly recovers and clears his throat.]

I'm rambling. What I mean to say is I would like your cooperation if it's not too much to ask. As I said before my curse involves jealousy and words spoken in anger and dissatisfaction. I would like for as many of us to instead spread words of affirmation around the village. It might sound silly, and maybe it is, but I believe even something so small can make a difference. For example, last night I told one of the bartenders he had a pleasing voice. It doesn't have to be anything complicated, just kind.

Don't feel as if I'm forcing you, either. No one has to help if they don't want to.

bearshermark

How does a farmer become rich suddenly? I don't think I've ever heard a story like that before. At least not without marriage. All I can think is either I have a noblewoman as a wife or I got real lucky playing slots when I left for the city. I'm not sure what's more believable.

I was also mistaken for a ferryman when I was steering a gondola the other day while wearing a different mask. It's kind of nice, so I think I'll keep at it for an hour or two a night. I thought it might be helpful if two people from opposite sides need to meet in person for a little while.

-Eleven

softheartedshizun

[ Shen Qingqiu was glad in his 'event garb' and holding a fan that wasn't quite what he wanted, but beggars can't be choosers.

Still, despite everything being an aesthetic he wasn't that into, he managed to carry the aloof scholar image through it. Alas, it wasn't the best radical revolutionary impression he should be giving at the moment. But that was fine, this was for other concerns. ]

A quick question, before time goes by too much, is there anyone that... has a high amount of internal spiritual power, and... could theoretically push it through another? If you or anyone you know can do this, please respond.

[ He paused a moment as if another concern occurred to him. ]

A doctor or medical professional would also be appreciated.

No urgencies.

...

But more than a week will be an issue.

weifinder

Bear!? Bear! There was a bear in the bath!

( So comes this startled and startling shout, as elsewhere in camp, Wei Wuxian is (unfortunately) streaking past in damp, confused glory, a bear of arctic composure lumbering after him, soap bar still in mouth. Come back! He was just handing the soap over, he wanted to help! )

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