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EVENT ✨ Fall Equinot


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SUMMARY: In the days leading up to the fall equinox, geese intended for eating escape and cause havoc around town, people share techniques to preserve plants for the winter, and Camelot's citizens compete to make the best light shows with traditional wax candles to draw spirits peacefully into Camelot.


With all the harder preparations gathered for the Fall Equinox, throughout the month people will notice that decorations start going up around town. The colors of fall seem to seep throughout Camelot, but more than that, so do more traditional sights and smells. In the days leading up to the equinox, traditional acts such as the sacrifice and consuming of flesh are performed. Well.. normally they would be. The fattened geese that are normally eaten in preparation for the equinox have escaped and are causing havoc around town. Geese are running around causing trouble for everyone-- stealing glasses, opening gates, putting up toilet seats when people try to sit down so they fall in the bowl... all kinds of madness! Even if you weren't intent on eating geese and were going to settle for the vegetarian option (pumpkin and nut soups are frequently served using the gourd itself as a bowl), you have to agree the general public needs to be rescued from these menaces. If you have the stomach for it, you are welcome to keep one of the geese you capture for your own table... but otherwise, please return the birds to the farm where they can be handled accordingly.

Birds are not the only sacrifice made to the autumnal equinox. As the flowers begin to reach the end of their life, there is a strong tradition of gathering flowers and herbs and preserving them for the upcoming winter, either to protect their beauty, scent, edibility, and sometimes magical properties. The simplest form of preservation is, of course, drying and pressing-- a technique you don't need magic for, but some of the locals will happily teach you. A more advanced technique can be learned to enchant glass bell jars to suspend the lifeforce of any living thing within its grasp for up to a year, if no one opens it. It's a technique used to preserve important or rare plants that may otherwise die out during the winter, such as herbs used in your favorite spell.. or dish. The glass bell jar will protect the plant, but each time it is picked up, a single petal or leaf will fall off of the plant. If all the leaves fall off, the plant becomes unrecoverable, and come spring the caster will find themselves cursed with a touch that wilts any plant they come in contact with. So if you choose to use this, be warned that there are consequences for misuse and a wide number of horror stories from people who have tried to use this spell for anything other than plants. Any type of mage can pour their magic into a bell jar to enchant it, and the type of magic will be reflected in a glass design that forms around the rim and handle. (An elemental mage may have glass flames form, or frosted etchings of your favorite animal may appear if you're an animal mage, and so on. Feel free to get creative.) Green mages may find this magic a little useless, since they can just replenish plants with their own magic, but it's still a good technique to know.. just in case!

Perhaps the most beautiful tradition that takes form leading up to the autumnal equinox is the candle pathway. Every street in Camelot will be lit up with thousands of candles for two nights leading up to the autumnal equinox, as a guiding light to help the spirits find their way to Avalon. The way the streets in Camelot are mapped out, the lights will form a path to the square where the fairy coins are being held until their release on September 22nd, the same area where the guardian egg ceremony had been performed. Some people get very creative with their lighting displays, which can sometimes result in beautifully lit streets and magnificent structures of flames. Accidents are quickly quelled by volunteer elemental mages throughout the city to prevent any structural damage. Some people might be compelled to make their own light display the most outstanding on the block, and it becomes a bit of a game to compete with your neighbors to see whose section of the candle pathway is the most extravagant.


SUMMARY: The autumn equinox ritual is interrupted by a huge earthquake caused by a Stone Giant bursting out of the Ash Mountains, bringing the closest Ash Mountain and Lestari to the ground. The purple dragon erupts from the ruins to attack Celliwig. The survivors of the collapse need help desperately. Characters must choose where they go to determine the fate of Avalon.


Calm and mundane preparations are a nice break from the sometimes stressful lives of Camelot's citizens and otherworlders, who often are asked to embark on life-threatening adventures and tasks. It's probably a good thing most of the month has been relatively peaceful, as things need to go a little bit differently this year on the fall equinox itself... but not as differently as they actually do.

In the town square, elaborate celtic-similar symbols are carved out into the ground and filled with mysterious glowing liquids. All of those who gained guardian tattoos and their attendants were asked to attend a ritual to release them on the night of the 22nd, along with anyone else who would like to witness. Everything is ready and as the witching hour approaches, several individuals dressed in flowing robes with their faces painted like skeletons approach. As the leader raises his voice to explain why they've come and what to do to make this night a success, a sudden shock-- Avalon itself shakes with the might of an earthquake... or at least, that's what it seems like for the first few minutes as everyone gathers themselves until they hear mass screaming in the distance. Though it's hard to see what's going on... there are still some very, very obvious problems.

A stone giant rises from the first of the Ash Mountains, crumbling the mountain around it as if the ancient being were holding the very mountain itself up... and it was. Those who visited Lestari will have seen its giant feet within the underground city. The former city. Lestari is now buried beneath the mountain, along with many of the other creatures living on and around the mountain. A huge storm of mixed weather forms above the giant's head, blizzard and lightning raging around it to no avail. As the people of Camelot watch what's only visible at a macro distance, they may not be as quick to notice that all of the fairy coins have begun glowing vibrantly, then suddenly burst out of the jars they've been held in, shattering right through them to fly off en-masse toward the stone giant. They embed themselves in it, fueling the giant with enough power to both begin to walk away from the rubble and for the spirits that have begun gathering in Avalon to head toward it, rather than where they had been intended.

As if that were not enough, after the Stone Giant takes two large steps through the Land of Rot, the gargantuan cloud of dust covering the ruins of the first of the Ash Mountain range rather suddenly lights up with a vibrant, ultra-violet burst of flames that illuminates the smoke. The gargantuan purple dragon that once took up residence in the mountain clambors out of the dust and shoots straight into the sky, enraged and furious, and able to sense where the magic came from that raised the stone giant. The reason it immediately begins flying toward Celliwig with the intent to raze it to the ground is likely not immediately apparent, but it is quite odd that it bypasses the much closer target of Camelot with its rage. As does the Stone Giant, though it does not head toward Celliwig and instead seems to absorb the souls of the dead that were intended to be guided by the fall equinox's rituals as it lumbers through the land. If someone does not stop it, it is headed for the Forest of the Felled.

King Arthur is immediately on the emergency broadcast system to implore people to join one of three groups:
  • Investigate and stop the Stone Giant

  • Slay the dragon and save Celliwig

  • Rescue survivors of Lestari and the Ash Mountain


  • The success of each of these missions is dependent on character participation. See the poll for details about how certain character types may affect the outcome of the missions.

    Please refer to Event Poll Notes for information about aftermath of this event and additional event info > Event Outcomes.
    fujimaru: with apologies to pixiv artist 331560 (104)

    [personal profile] fujimaru 2021-09-23 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
    Yeah, it's been--mostly okay, on my end of things.

    [ There'd been a couple of points where she'd taken a tumble, but what's a few more scrapes and cuts compared to everything else? She's on her feet and she's steady, and that's all that really matters. She's certainly not even a quarter as wrecked as he is.

    Which means, when he smiles like that, she just narrows her eyes and lifts her chin. It doesn't matter if he towers over her; it doesn't matter that even at reduced strength, he could overpower her. She's not backing down. ]


    I've already been helping out. You need to take a break.
    impostorsyndrome: (live for music and city)

    Kadoc Zemlupus | Fate/Grand Order

    [personal profile] impostorsyndrome 2021-09-23 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
    Triage: Stone Giant

    [This is not the path Kadoc would have chosen in a vacuum. More than ever, here in Camelot, he isn't meant for combat; he's a Master, and most Masters keep off the front lines and work as support in the back. Just because he's broken that rule a time or two himself when it's been necessary (or he's felt like it, ahem) doesn't mean it's not still the best strategy for a mage, especially one of his "caliber," to hang back. And here? He doesn't even have the weak offense magecraft he'd have been able to use back home in this situation. He has only Light magic, and as good as he's gotten at it, he has not yet come up with any offensive uses for it.

    Maybe he can blind the thing for a minute or two.

    Either way, he has no choice: when he hears that the Spirit Guardian ritual he'd gone through earlier this month could help turn the tide of this battle, he has to go. It would feel like shirking everything that he is as a Master to not go make use of his bound Spirit in battle. There's probably a reason the tattoo on his back looks exactly like his Command Spells, he thinks, and has thought since the day he got it; this outcome feels almost inevitable. He has to go fight, or rather, he has to go direct some other entity to fight under his command. That one he's used to.

    He slings a pack on and his Familiar around his neck, and he goes.

    They catch up, eventually, Kadoc and his unnamed horse. He's no expert on horseback, but it's a thing he can do well enough to keep up with the party. As soon as his feet touch the ground—the horse can stay with Archimedes for this—he darts through the trees until he's got a good vantage point with a clear view of the golem, and—

    It comes very easily. He had already known the private, indulgent ways in which he'd thought of the spirit in his back. Those thoughts have been with him for too long this month for the thing to have any other name, or to come out looking any other way.]


    Use my life to strengthen yours—Viy! Viy, Viy, Viy!

    [Curse them all, freeze them all, kill them all!

    The shadow-thing unfurls from his back, wispy tendrils curling around him, just like he remembers them. Like someone else's Familiar that he once knew.

    . . . It's a comfort. Despite everything, with this, he feels a rare surge of confidence in this mission.]



    (( For anyone who'd like some light-hearted goose antics, see my catchall post with that prompt here! I'm up for other prompts too; I wanted to get this one out there, but feel free to wildcard me with candle antics or pre- or post-Golem fight shenanigans. I forgot to comment to the event plotting post, but catch my monthly plotting here or hit me up on Discord (Hen#6953) or Plurk ([plurk.com profile] benthic) to discuss. Or just come at me! ))
    beewulf: (07)

    [personal profile] beewulf 2021-09-23 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
    [He was to tired to frown or really do much arguing at all. Not when she looked at him with that bit of defiance. That little sign that she wouldn't take no for an answer. But he was still happy to see her alive and not one of the poor souls that had lost their lives or were injured. Really, he wasn't certain what he might do if she'd been hurt.

    Still, he wasn't certain if he could sit now. And instead scratched the back of his head, eyes avoiding hers for a few seconds in thought.]


    I can tell you have.

    [And that thought made him doubly happy to see her. A sigh escaped his lips though.]

    Not going to take a no, are you?
    friendsallover: (8)

    Din Djarin | The Mandalorian

    [personal profile] friendsallover 2021-09-23 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
    [ Dragonslaying Part 2]

    [It's the second dragon Din has fought in his life.

    And it's hard to tell, but from the ground he's pretty sure the krayt dragon was bigger. And he really doesn't know a lot about purple dragons but it's a dangerous creature and it has to be stopped. And that's about all he knows.

    It's times like these that he misses his ship. The Razor Crest would have been able to catch up to that thing and shoot it from the sky, he's pretty certain.]


    We need a way to catch up with it. Once that happens, I can try and get above it and hit it.

    [Horses, magic, something that flies. Whatever they got.]

    Or some way to slow it down.

    [Aftermath - Celliwig]

    [Failure hurts. It always hurts.

    Din surveys the the ruins of Celliwig with a heavy heart. It's not much to look at. Just a burned out, ruined crater of it's former glory. And he tries not to think of how familiar it feels. Because wasn't he just here? In his own smouldering crater. He curses, trying to shove away the memory of the Razor crest, though his hand is in his pocket, wrapped tightly around a silver ball.

    He's not sure why he's here. To dig through ruins, find potential survivors, who's to say. Maybe it's just a chance to be sad.]


    [Aftermath - Lestari]

    [Lestari brings a different story however.

    Din hadn't really spent a lot of time here, so he doesn't have the same connection. And well, a dragon's hoard doesn't sound too unappealing. Assuming it's not just a pile of rotting, half-eaten corpses. He really only has krayt dragons to go off of.

    He's managed to find a stash of fine weapons, and is looking through them, particularly a gold spear. It's hardly beskar, but it might look nice. And the gold does remind him of the Armourer.]


    So, if we manage to make it home, does anything come with us?

    [Because all of this could feed the tribe for...a long time. It's bound to have value to someone.]
    fujimaru: (69)

    [personal profile] fujimaru 2021-09-23 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
    You know it.

    [ She stays as puffed up as she can, staring him down. Other people can be forgiven for thinking Ritsuka might back down at all, ever, but the ones who know her should surely know better. The only way to make her stop is to either knock her out or bodily remove her from a situation, and Beowulf doesn't look like he's in any condition to be doing that right now.

    She untucks the first aid kit from under her arm and shakes it at him. ]


    So, either you sit down and let me patch you up, or I follow you around while you're trying to work.

    [ Straight into the ruins, no matter how precarious they might be. There are no hard hats in this scenario for either of them. ]
    cameprepared: Unsure of Source (Holster)

    Goose Hell

    [personal profile] cameprepared 2021-09-23 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
    [The crackling snap of an electrical discharge had drawn Claire closer, wondering if something was wrong with Ardenbury. When she spots the goose waddling off in a random direction, well, that draws her up short. But not quite as short as having a finger jabbed at her.]

    ...Don't what?
    beewulf: (11)

    [personal profile] beewulf 2021-09-23 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
    ...Fine.

    [Not that he would ever actually do anything like that unless absolutely necessary. He lets out another sigh, any other time the insistence would be adorable.]

    Just don't expect me to be able to stand up again.

    [He finally grunted, before pulling himself up a seat on a piece of destroyed rubble. His remaining sword set off to the side as he lets out a sigh mixed with a groan. If he really wasn't careful then his exhaustion would catch up with him right there and then.]
    beewulf: (11)

    Lestari

    [personal profile] beewulf 2021-09-23 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
    Yeah, if you want to then that's cool.

    [He shrugged, not particularly caring. He already knew what he was here for and had been busily digging through the rubble of what was left of the mountain.]

    ...Mind giving me a hand. Still haven't fully healed yet.

    [This was going to be a long day. But at least there would be help.]
    Edited 2021-09-23 04:57 (UTC)
    forgeabettertomorrow: (Nani the fuck?!)

    Dragon Attack

    [personal profile] forgeabettertomorrow 2021-09-23 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
    Darin had heard the call for blood mages and come running. Honestly, the idea of sapping the dragon's strength was in the same vein (no pun intended) as some of Darin's ideas; ways to bring the creature down without having to slay it. After all, it had just lots its home. Would anyone else be in a good mood if they were in the same boat?

    But when Edelgard began issues orders that seemed more in line to kill rather than subdue, Darin couldn't hold his tongue.

    "Whoa whoa whoa! Look, I know things aren't looking good right now, but there's got to be another way! It's not just some rampaging beast! It's sentient! It can communicate!"
    forgeabettertomorrow: (You wanna go?!)

    Dragon Quest I

    [personal profile] forgeabettertomorrow 2021-09-23 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
    [This was bad. Everything was bad. There were so many disasters that Darin didn't even know where to begin. But Darin had met that dragon; he and Barbara had gotten along with it on the way to Lestari. There had to be a way to talk it down, to stop it from doing what it was thinking of doing.]

    [So when a familiar curtain of untamed fiery hair whips around to catch his attention as he rushes to Celliwig, he doesn't even bother to slow the horse down.]

    [He leans hard over the side and scoops Cecelia up before swinging her onto the back of the saddle.]


    Sure hope you're going to Celliwig, because if you aren't, you are now!
    flame_emperor: (74)

    [personal profile] flame_emperor 2021-09-23 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
    Edelgard doesn't even glance at Darin as he protests, keeping her focus on the approaching dragon, but her brow does knit in frustration. Really?

    "It does not appear to be feeling particularly communicative at the moment." She replies curtly. "Get into position. Wait for my mark."
    forgeabettertomorrow: (But what does 'being anime' even mean?)

    Darin Altway | Original Character | OPEN TO ALL

    [personal profile] forgeabettertomorrow 2021-09-23 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
    GOT GOOSED

    [You know, when the worst thing you need to worry about is a bunch of rogue geese causing trouble, then things must be going pretty well, right? Haha, foreshadowing!]

    [Luckily, there's one man who is just as obnoxious as geese are, and he's going around lending his services to anyone being accosted by these waddling jerks.]


    Hey there, I couldn't help but notice you've got a bit of a goose problem. Need some help getting it under control?

    [Says the man who hasn't noticed a goose waddling up behind him to try and yank his belt off. Do you warn him? Or just bear witness to the inevitable?]

    HELL BREAKS LOOSE

    [It was a shame that such a beautiful evening had awoken such horrible nightmares. First the earthquake, then the screams. Darin could hardly believe his eyes as he was processing what was going on. But he had to get a better look, otherwise, how was he going to figure out how to act?]

    Come on! Let's see if we can get to some high ground!

    [As he takes off down the street, he mutters.]

    This can't be happening...

    THE RUINS OF CELLIWIG

    [What had he done?]

    [Despite his torn and bloody clothes, Darin seemed to be no worse for wear. He was dirty and covered in ash and sweat, his clothes stained with blood, but he himself seemed to be without injuries. Likely due to his own healing magic.]

    [But that's not to say he wasn't hurt. He stares out over the smoldering ruins of the once beautiful city in shock. He made no secret that he was trying to stop the dragon without killing it but...]

    [He'd failed.]

    [He's hardly even registering any sound over the crackling of some of the still burning piles of rubble. He can't fix this.]

    [Instead, he just...sits. He sits on a large piece of debris and just stares out as the sweat and the ash and the stray embers sting his eyes.]
    forgeabettertomorrow: (You wanna go?!)

    [personal profile] forgeabettertomorrow 2021-09-23 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
    "So?! Then we get its attention! We get it in the mood to talk! You can't just meet aggression with aggression otherwise everyone loses!"

    Dammit, they were running out of time!

    "Look! We obviously have a means to slow it down! To bring it down! That means there's other ways to stop it! Siphon mages can siphon away its resistance! Cognition mages can try and calm it down! There's so many other ways that don't have to result in death!"
    flame_emperor: (28)

    [personal profile] flame_emperor 2021-09-23 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
    The dragon is getting closer; the trees are shaking with its approach, and its roar grows ever as it approaches in fury. Edelgard is well aware time is swiftly running out.

    "It moves to attack Celliwig. Do you understand the damage it will do if it gets there? I will not risk the lives of the Fae." Edelgard finally turns to acknowledge Darin and her expression is far from friendly. "If the creature is as intelligent as you say, it did not immediately have to spring to violence. It could have tried to reach out, get more information on what was happening. It chose to do none of those things. It chose to do this, instead. Now get into position, or get out of the way."

    She turns away, not waiting for Darin's response. Her body language makes it clear she is in no way interested in what he has to say. Others are forming up, but Darin's protest appears to be causing uncertainty among them as to who is in charge here.
    forgeabettertomorrow: (Face tomorrow)

    [personal profile] forgeabettertomorrow 2021-09-23 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
    If that was how Edelgard was going to play it, then Darin moves to stand in front of her. At six foot four inches, he's definitely big enough to block her vision.

    "So that means we meet violence with violence?! You're already risking lives by meeting it in battle so what the hell have you got to lose?! You criticize it for acting out of a baser instinct, but you're not acting any better!"

    Darin straightens up, stands his ground, and stretches his arms out to either side to continue blocking, no matter how futile it might look when Edelgard has a battalion at her command.

    "Aren't you an Empress? Is this all you know? All you care about? War? There are always other options! Stick with your contingent here while people of likemind as me head out and try and deter it! If we just jump to violence every time something like this crops up, Avalon won't survive! This is the last bastion of life in the multiverse, don't we have an obligation to at least try and protect what we can?! Can we really consider ourselves in the right if we don't exhaust every available option?!"
    reresurrected: (Kouya Ruten)

    II

    [personal profile] reresurrected 2021-09-23 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
    Zidane wasn't the only one out taking in the sights tonight-- there was someone else here admiring the display of candles as well, his expression soft yet distant.

    If he realized that he wasn't alone, he gave no sign of it at first, just staring intently at the flickering flames as if looking for something in their light. And thus he remained for a few moments, silent and absorbed; at last he spoke, though he didn't tear his eyes away from the candles.

    "... they're lovely, aren't they?"
    flame_emperor: (54)

    [personal profile] flame_emperor 2021-09-23 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
    To her credit, despite the obvious size difference Edelgard does not look the least bit intimidated, holding her ground and staring up at him with an equally intense look of determination.

    "What I am is someone who owes you no explanation." She nods quickly to two of the other soldiers she mobilized. Well, she tried to offer him the soft method of leaving. "You two. Get him out of here." Wonderful. She had to take what she could get leaving Camelot, and now with the dragon so close they're already down three before they've even begun. This fool, and two others to babysit him.

    The soldiers begin to approach, though cautiously. Darin looks fairly mad. Edelgard begins to step around him. "Ridiculous." She mutters angrily, and definitely loud enough for Darin to hear. "Absolutely ridiculous."
    forgeabettertomorrow: (This Drive Burning Within)

    [personal profile] forgeabettertomorrow 2021-09-23 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
    The soldiers can do their worst. If they attempt to subdue them, Darin will boost his strength enough to put them down with alarming precision and confidence, then heal them back up to prove a point.

    But that doesn't mean he's going to let Edelgard off the hook, whether they try and stop him or not. He will get in front of her again.

    "If it's so ridiculous, then what have you got to lose? Huh? If I fail, I die in the jaws of a dragon and you and your little contingent here can wage your little crusade. If I'm wrong, I die and you can stand over my dead body and proclaim you were right. But if I'm right we save a lot more than we stand to lose."

    This time, Darin plants his feet in front of her, indicating that he doesn't plan to move unless she makes him move herself.

    "All I'm asking for is a little time. And unless you've got some kind of transport under that cape of yours, you're planning on making your defense here. You don't even have to leave."
    angel_of_death: (Frown)

    [personal profile] angel_of_death 2021-09-23 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
    "At best, someone's pathetic idea of managing it. At worst, someone's attempt to collect and harness the power of all those souls."

    He's not certain which it is at this point. However, he isn't feeling particularly endeared to whoever it was that suggested they allow the giant to continue on to the forest.
    flame_emperor: (35)

    [personal profile] flame_emperor 2021-09-23 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
    Edelgard's hand clenches into a fist as she hears the soldiers go down. When he once again sets himself in front of her, her expression is far more icy.

    She lets him rage at her, venting his spleen at her (it's not the first time a self-righteous man has spit fire at her, and she long ago stopped caring when they did), letting more precious time slip away as he pontificates.

    "Are you finished?" She asks, ice falling from every word. "Good." And that's when she attempts to hit him with a Blindness Curse, a bit of Dark Magic she worked up to incapacitate any troublesome opponents, followed by a kick to his knee, to force him down. Even without her two Crests, Edelgard still learned how to use an axe and fight in heavy armour, then spent five years honing those skills in war. She is stronger than people might think, and her blows still have weight to them.
    forgeabettertomorrow: (My alternative facts are still right)

    [personal profile] forgeabettertomorrow 2021-09-23 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
    While he might not have a counter to the curse of blindness, he's gotten far more proficient with his healing magic in conjunction with his blood magic. When she strikes him, he buckles, but he heals his own knee at the moment he feels the impact, then uses his own blood magic to get his own blood pumping.

    Sure, he could use his blood magic to make Edelgard sluggish, but unlike her, he's not willing to sacrifice someone who could wind up making a difference in the end.

    So he grits his teeth and his knees buckle, but he doesn't fall. He stands his ground.

    "Kehehe...so that's the kinda ruler you are, huh? Fall in line or fall in place? You're the one wasting time now. All you have to do is spare me a fraction of the time you'll be using to mobilize anyway."

    He stands back up and while he can't see her, it's obvious from the way every muscle is twitching and the faint crackle of magical energy emanating from his body that he'll only back down if she kills him on the spot.

    "Do the right thing. It costs you nothing." A final plea to at least hear him out.
    tantailizing: Artwork by: Unknown (Let's try this way)

    [personal profile] tantailizing 2021-09-23 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
    "Yeah, they are! Man, it must've taken all day to get them set up... lighting them was probably a snap though."

    He chuckled, thinking about how someone might've used a fire spell and didn't even leave their spot. Or, maybe they stood on the rooftops to do it - he could imagine how cool it must've looked to see them light up from there.
    tantailizing: Artwork by: Unknown (Oh yeah?)

    [personal profile] tantailizing 2021-09-23 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
    "Hrm... I feel like if it was that second one, they'd already be here to take them or the whole giant. Why waste time if they're trying to take over Avalon or something?"

    Then again, when people do bad things sometimes, he doesn't really understand what they're thinking. Though, was this bad is something else they had to actually consider. He was leaning towards yes...
    sapphirecontess: (012)

    Musse Egret | Trails of Cold Steel

    [personal profile] sapphirecontess 2021-09-23 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
    Candle Pathway | OTA

    Being something of a specialist in water and ice, Musse ended up volunteering to help douse any "extra enthusiasm" celebrants might be partaking in. She may be having a bit too much fun with it, summoning forth full deluges of water to drench fire hazard and instigator alike while commenting sweetly about the danger and how fortunate the recipient is that she was nearby to protect them and their property. Her smile is sweet, her tone is polite, but her water magic is surprisingly quick on the draw to douse things and people before it gets out of hand.

    Candle Pathway | Locked to Robin

    With all her volunteer work, Musse had been rather busy and hadn't had much opportunity to actually enjoy the decorations. With a bit of time on her hands, she aimed to rectify that. Walking slowly through the streets and admiring the light displays, her expression was wistful, pensive even. In the peace of the night, she couldn't help but let her thoughts stray - to situations she could not change, and to the grim fate that was laid before her.

    Triage - Rescue Efforts in Celliwig | OTA

    Fire. Burning flesh. Screams of terror, pain and death. Musse pressed forward in her grim duty. Without her Panzer Soldat, fighting a dragon with her still-limited magical capacity seemed foolish, and so she instead went to where she felt she would be most useful - rescue. Her healing magic, and her command of water and ice would serve to save as many as she could. With calm precision, she stepped into the rescue efforts, directing survivors and using her magic to douse flames and heal injuries as best she could.

    While fatigue is clearly visible on her face, her expression is set in steely determination. Any hint of her regular playfulness is gone as she moves with crisp efficiency, barking orders when needed with the air of a military commander. Those of unusual perception, however, may see the torment in her eyes. All this pain and suffering - this could, and soon would visit her homeland, her people. She must bear this. When all is complete, she knows that this sight will be amplified by the thousands. And that knowledge fills her with unshakeable dread.
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    Aftermath

    [personal profile] sapphirecontess 2021-09-23 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
    Musse's face is a bit wan, although she is clearly exerting considerable effort to hide it, putting on her usual, cheerful and mischievous facade.

    "Edie! Thank you SO much for inviting us into your home! I don't have much so please, don't trouble yourself."

    Even exhausted as she is, Musse still knows how to put on a good face. Also, apparently, has decided if they're living together nicknames are in order.