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Autumn, despite the chillier weather, is a season of warmth and gathering. Perhaps moreso this year than normal, given the rather unplanned gathering of Celliwig and Lestari underneath Camelot's roofs. Though significant contributions from otherworlders have made food, shelter, clothes and other productions and donations, medical care, security and protection, and childcare an amazing group effort, typical individual celebrations for the departure of the dead from Avalon aren't being held, like Lestari's Death Ball. After looking at all the support they've been given, Lestari and Celliwig have looked at what they have to offer to help both their own people and the people of Camelot and other worlds.

The people of Lestari excel in cognitive magic, and while there are those who use it for mind-altering magics, there is a good portion who dedicate their studies to emotional and psychological support. One such method is the enchantment of origami paper into something affectionately called Worry Monsters: an specialized counseling technique used to help form support bonds between people with negative emotions. Having spent a portion of the month enchanting paper, two square sheets of paper are handed out to anyone the encounter. The first paper says: "Personifying your emotions can give them a tangible form and make them easier to face. Write down something that causes you worry, stress, fear, or sadness. This is your Worry Monster." The second paper says: "When your Worry Monster is present, how does it make you feel? Any reaction is valid."
When both papers are written on, the writing on both will disappear as if absorbed by the paper, then the pages will animate and fuse, then begin to fold into a monster! Halloween is this month, is it not? There is no sense in not having a little fun. These little Worry Monsters will stomp off and begin roaming Camelot until they find a match-- someone who shares those feelings. Once they find an emotional matching Worry Monster, the monsters will return to their creator and grow to the size of kaiju. They are very light, enchanted paper, so even if someone or something gets stepped on, they won't be hurt or damaged. However, they are strong enough to pick their makers up and carry them to the matching monster who will do the same. Don't worry-- characters will be invisible while being carried by their monster, so their identities will be protected until they are brought to their match. The paper monster will turn to butterflies and fly away once their task is complete. What matches do after they are brought to each other is up to them-- but they will know, undoubtedly, that they share the same worries-- they are with someone who understands. Do it as many times as you'd like, for as many negative emotions as your character wants. For finding something to do, Celliwig offers a solution. While Lestari's people have spent their efforts this month enchanting papers, the people of Celliwig are less apt to share so openly. Instead, they take their time learning about a variety of holidays from other worlds, and come to find one they can apply their particular talents to. While most of their showcase in the past has been on light magic, a holiday such as Halloween plays in particular to their talents in dark magic. A number of locations that have opted in and won't interfere with other relief efforts have been enchanted with dark magics for brave souls to venture into and test their courage! What's more, each of these locations will yield tokens for the victors that can be used to gain prizes. All courage tests must be performed with partners. Costumes are encouraged but not required.
	The library has been converted into a haunted art gallery, many of which have had their paints and other implements enchanted. Some paintings will seem like they're watching you, others will seem like a small figure in the background is following you throughout the library in different paintings. A painting of fruit may start throwing the fruit at you and materializing it into real fruit, so you may find yourself pelted with tomatoes if you don't run fast! A single painting filled with black paint might start leaking and filling the room you're in, pulling you into shadow until you're stuck in the library's underground labyrinth. (Reference monthly quests here and here for more info about the labyrinth.)
There are a variety of paintings with different curses applied. Navigate through the library and escape the haunted paintings-- pairs who make it through without turning back will gain a Celliwig Token.
Another token can be gained via scavenger hunt in the Broceliande. Find cursed dolls from within tree hollows. The dolls will giggle and try to run away, may move when they're only visible in the corner of your eye if you set them down. What's perhaps a little spookier is that they take on the appearance of the first person to touch them, though they will never exceed three inches in height. Beware during your search, however, as there are a good many trees that have been transfigured into mimics. Though the mimics are not going to attack anyone, they do have giant hidden, wriggling tongues that will reach up and wrap the unalert up above the ground for capture. The only way down is if a partner fights the mimic, so don't go alone! Find a doll of both you and a partner and make it back to Camelot to obtain your token. The curse will break once they're exchanged for a token, so you can keep the cute little doll for yourself if you'd like.

The last test of courage invokes a temporary blindness hex on one of the partners. Both partners are walked into a soundproofed room, entirely silent in a way that truly seems to mess with one's head.

The unblinded partner is only allowed to answer "yes" or "no" questions, though no one will fault them for giggling as long as they give no clues otherwise. The blind partner is to stick their hands into a tank of water with mystery items hidden within. These items may be mere objects like peeled grapes in soggy noodles, or perhaps the tank is filled with chicken bones and those tiny garra that eat dead cells and are sometimes used for pedicures. All the items are set up to feel spooky, but ultimately are unharmful. As long as the partner who can give clues doesn't break the yes/no rules and the item is guessed within 3 guesses, a token will be rewarded!

Bring tokens to the inn where a stall has been set up, with Gwion working the booth to exchange tokens for the following prizes:

1 Token: Celliwig glasswork glass set of 4-- spooky themed! It's filled with candy upon receiving, so they are friendly for everyone.
2 Tokens: Recipe: Smokescreen - Cast this spell on any liquid to make it billow plumes of fog. The smaller the water surface, the smaller the billow. A shot glass might just create a small whisp, but two mop buckets would be enough to fill up a medium room. Will not effect the contents of the liquid. Cannot be used on water bodies larger than a swimming pool (could screen about half a block).
3 Tokens: Recipe: From the Void - Summons a disembodied tentacle from the shadows. It takes a lot of energy, so you could probably manage up to three casts a day at most before becoming exhausted. Great for binding enemies, sneaking in small spaces, and reaching places you might not be able to otherwise. The tentacle will follow whatever command you have in mind upon summoning, so be sure to concentrate on the task at hand!

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[She can't say she's eager to be blindfolded and sticking her hand in water. However, it's better to be partnered up with another Konoha shinobi - Sasuke may be able to give hints in tone of voice that give her more information than a simple yes or no, without actually breaking the rule.

He seems even more reluctant than her, though, so she'll suck it up and place her trust in him. At least he has healing magic. He can fix her hand if there's something that bites in there.]

All right.

[She ties on the blindfold. Byakugan would have made this so much easier, but it doesn't hurt to work on training her other senses.]

Healing sounds pretty nice... I should see if someone can get me some of those.

[ She could go back and ask Medea, but it'd be nice to learn how to make those on her own, especially since the Mystic Code she has on only functions as a shield against the elements, with none of the skill spells she's gotten used to having on tap. ]

The potato will probably come in handy eventually... give me salt and a small fire, and it'd at least feed me for a night.

Like hell!

[That actually makes him snap at her; he turns to her with his lip curled, vicious for just a moment. How dare she?!]

Like I'd put that on anyone! You think I spend my time here sucking in people who don't know who they're getting involved with? I do everything I can not to do that! . . . No one I know deserves to get stuck carrying my damn burden. Not even you. Like I'd hand it to you anyway.

[Who had he wanted to talk to? . . . No one. It's not like he doesn't know what therapy is, but he also knows it's not something you drop on some random person you're not paying. Or a friend, for that matter, if it's that heavy. The fact is, there simply is no one Kadoc feels he can talk to about things, ever, and that's why this whole event is extremely stupid.]

Y-you think we're gonna die in here?!

[Don't say stuff like that! They're going to make it out of here alive, stupid decisions or not!

....Hopefully.

Crow tries to think of how he could use his dark magic to fix this. His secondary discipline would definitely be useless unless the paintings had some blood phobia. Ritsuka seems to take action, taking up a nearby vase and smashing it against that freakishly large nose! There's a loud roar of pain that comes from the face and makes the whole hallway tremble. The nose slips back into the frame as the owner recoils. Well, that's one way to deal with them. Fight fire with fire.]

Well, I have dark magic! Maybe I can jinx some of the paintings, give them a taste of their own medicine!

[Lucily, Crow has his guitar with him that he uses as a medium for his magic. He pulls the strap, so the instrument comes to the front. He plays a few chords and allows a shockwave of dark magic to roll down the hallway. If a haunted painting tries to throw something at the pair, the item will halt and boomerang back towards the painting. Well that takes care of one issue.]

How's that?

That's really nice of you to say, but...

[ Always a but. If she knew Monika was comparing her to Kadoc, she'd agree--despite their vastly different approach to things, they've definitely got some strongly corresponding opinions on things. The difference, she'd argue, is that Kadoc had been explicitly recruited by Chaldea's original Director; for however weak and unremarkable he might think himself, that's still the truth.

But Ritsuka? She'd been nothing but a number, initially. ]

I honestly barely have any magic whatsoever, and most of that is just because I had someone setting up spells that I could just trigger when I needed to. But I was working with actual mages, and they're all pretty stuck up, you know? Like, think of the worst group of mean girls possible, and then multiply that by a thousand.

The only reason I got to do anything is because I was lucky. I'm not saying I didn't manage to pull off a lot, and more than I thought I would, but... that doesn't change how I got started.

"It's a pleasure; I think..." She said catching the hesitation in his voice.

She glanced away when he asked what she had written on her paper. "Well, on one of them I mentioned how I feel guilty because of the sin of being the only survivor of my team, essentially." She told him quietly. "That's not verbatim, but that's pretty much the gist of it."

She then looked up at him. "You?"

She laughs at that. "No, you haven't." She nodded smiling at him. "I'm sure you'll get a good opportunity to witness that. If things keep going the way they are with this art gallery, it may be sooner than later."

Feh!

So many so-called heroes trying to stop the discord. I don't know why. I think this city needs some shaking up.

[He says all of that out loud, mostly to himself. The visor tilts towards Geddoe then.]

What about you? What have you been up to during all of this? Since coming back from playing with my skeletons, I mean.

Barely any magic, huh?

[ She could imagine how awful this felt when you were surrounded by people who excelled at magic... She had good reasons to feel the way she did. But to put herself down like that? To say everything she had was due to nothing but chance? Sure, chance always played a role. But chance meant nothing if you didn't have the drive to take advantage of it. ]

Of the... Seven and a half billion people who live on Earth, how many have access to magic at all? [Her smile became a bit sad.] Of course, it's understandable why you feel that way... I would too. But I think it's important to realize your personal accomplishments are nothing to scoff at.

[ Ritsuka had seen Monika last month, after all. Monika was good at giving advice, not so much at following them when she was herself feeling down. ]

Are you from Kadoc's world per chance? [A tilt of the head.] He mentioned "mages" too, and not in the most positive light.

What wouldn't you do with a tentacle?

[ it's a fair concern, really. ]

Dust smiled briefly, then went back to his somber appraisal of their surroundings. "I'd rather it be that than something like fire or poison. However strong an enemy might be, I can handle it so long as I can fight it."

...A lot of things.

[So many he can't even think of them. He isn't mentally equipped to think of them.]

[ Yeaaaah, she's not a huge fan of any of these options, if her expression about it wasn't obvious enough. A heavy sigh through her nostrils - somehow it feels like this day is just beginning. ]

... It this is truly an illusion, and we forfeit if we leave the museum... I suggest heading to the one resembling the attic. It at least looks like we'd still be inside the building.

I live here.

[ He points downward, trying to indicate the forest itself. ]

I drink from streams... from rain. I do not need glasses.

... I can make potions for you. If you want. I do not need them... but I knew, it would be useful, to learn them.

[ Not because he can heal on his own - nope, not technically a Servant Body anymore - but because he feels he can endure any pain and doesn't deserve healing. ]

Well, when I get my tentacle, I'll show you all its glory. It's a promise!

[ In fact, he does notice that, because she may notice that his eyes are lingering on all the aquatic paintings... He's smiling faintly at she talks about her brother, rather wistful-like, being an only child of a single parent, himself; but his brow is a little tugged by the paintings of water as they come across what seems to be a short series. He's glancing at them a bit nervously as they walk along, feeling faint flicks of water against his cheeks when he leans in too close to one, which he very quickly wipes dry with the edge of his cloak, taking a wide step farther away. His eyes linger on a strangely mesmerizing painting next as he speaks, leaving his voice a little distant and distracted, but not enough to really take him off-course. ]

We didn't have this holiday where I'm from... All of this is new to me... I never—

[ His train of thought is interrupted, though, as one painting in particular stops him in his tracks, entranced, completely the opposite reaction to Della's avoidance of the aquatic scenes. ]

Woah...~! Look...!

Hm? Why, what's that -

[ The lightning 'flash' illuminating the whale does what she thought would not happen.

It spooks her. ]

GAH! BIG FISH!

[ She then makes sure to stay behind Alberto, gripping his shoulders... before realizing what she just did/said.

Pause.

Awkward throat clear. Nervous laughter. ]

Haaaahahahaha... it's... just a bunch of people walking through the ocean? Toootally normal. Nothing weird or spooky or gross about that! Nope. No sir.

... Let's keep going!

[ someone is not winning an Oscar this year. ]

[ Her reaction surprises Alberto, and it's clear on the half of his face that's visible. But a widening smile cracks over his face, and he raises his hands menacingly, putting on a silly voice, harpoon still clutched faithfully in one. ]

Oo~oooh~! Spooooky fish~! Ha!

[ He makes exaggerated chomping noises, biting at the air, before clapping her on the back with his free hand and laughing as they continue. ]

That was a huge shark, right! And those humans were walking, like— through the ocean! Like they're invading! They had fire and everything! Scaaaaary~ People where I'm from would definitely think that's scary, too, ha— don't worry~

[ He grasps her shoulder affectionately. The way he talks about that painting is a bit strange, for someone apparently human, but, y'know, not too strange... Maybe he's just being empathetic. And he is, regardless. But he's also amused. He won't ask questions, but— he kinda gets it, for as much as he absolutely doesn't. ]

Good reasoning. I'll go ahead.

[Just in case there's something dangerous on the other side! It doesn't seem so, though. Once Maribelle follows him through the frame she'll see dusty furniture, broken tools - a sewing machine, a pair of scissors that's fallen apart into two pieces -, and... dolls. There's a good number of them, more becoming apparent on a rocking chair, in shelves, and all over the place on closer observation, and they're most definitely following the two of them with their eyes.]

...

I don't like it here.

[There are no paintings in this room, only a single trapdoor, which Hijikata hurriedly yet carefully opens. A ladder leads downstairs, and the darkness doesn't look inviting, but neither do the dolls' staring glass eyes.]

I guess we have no choice. This better be ending sometime soon!

[They've got no time to spend all day moving from one creepy-ass place to another - okay, the aquarium wasn't creepy, but it was a dead end!]

[Damn, Asterios, you live like this? Not that Hijikata is one to talk; he was homeless for his entire adolescence and pretty much also lived in the wilderness. Nevertheless that taught him that things get quite dire during the cold season, so he stays on the topic as he starts moving on, casually looking around for dolls.]

Are you planning on staying out here even in winter? The small streams will probably freeze, and it'll be really hard to find food. What kind of place do you live in back home?

[Magic is strange sometimes, that's what he learned.]

At least this magic doesn't seem dangerous. [Though why it brought him here...he'd like to know as well. So he follows Hijikata into his house.

He still remembers being in this place during those quests. It was strange to think the old man was gone but it seemed like his house hasn't changed much.]

I haven't been back in months.

"Hey, that's even better in a way." Lina laughs. "It tends to play a lot better when you do that kinda stuff, y'know." She rubs a finger under her nose. "Altruistically." Lina's all for saving the world when she has to; after all, it's where she both lives and keeps all her stuff. But people can be so judgey if you expect a reward for doing it! Sometimes faking (or, you know, not actually faking, even Lina's mercenary nature has limits, y'know) tends to be more profitable in the long run. People trip over themselves to reward you if you make like you're not asking for it.

"Not much for running myself." Lina replies, though she does glance down at Ritsuka's boots, as she turns to look behind them. Huh, yeah those are nice. "I've put down a lot worse in my time so just GET DOWN!"

She dives forward, crashing into Ritsuka and knocking her down, the ghostly arm having not escaped her notice, just as it makes a grab for where Ritsuka had been moments before Lina tackled her.

Those movies are crap, anyway. The only reason the murderer doesn't win all the time in movies is because if the bad guys had brains, the good guys would never win because they'd know not to attack one at a time. It's completely okay to 3v1 someone if you think they'll be a tough fight. If you're a criminal, you die or spend the rest of your life in a box if you fail, so you do it right the first time.

[ Take it from a killer who has done that. More than once. Both the 3v1 and the failing because certain.. people, disobeyed orders and went off on their own vendettas, even if it's still hard for Emerald to admit that Cinder isn't perfect and may have very well lost her way. ]

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[ Emerald gives Weiss a look at her disbelief, then decides to dig her heels in on it. It'll either earn her pity points or make Weiss feel bad, which means Emerald ends with the upper hand. ]

You live in a Grimm-infested hellscape with literal goopy pools of Grimm with Salem clenching her hands and spitting Grimm out of the black ooze pools like the world's most gruesome Build-a-Bear factory and tell me that bothers you still. I just want to know how to make the black stuff pour out of a painting, that sounds like an awesome trap.

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