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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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Unbeknownst to Emet, Ardyn does have the gods to blame for literally all his woes! The irony doesn't escape him, and Ardyn permits himself an amused smirk.

"Quite. But it is not impossible, and depends on the deity in question. Unfortunately, the most troublesome one is the strongest."

There is the tiniest flicker of distaste on Ardyn's features at that; Somnus's overly solemn manner tires him out rather quickly, as he's more used to provoking more reaction. But even in this not-afterlife his brother seems insistent on remaining an utter bore.

"Has it, now? I would say that I am rather more perceptive now. Trusting the gods, or believing in the better in you... Now that was blind of me."

Ardyn hums briefly, thinking the question over. Now, does he have anything like that? At the same time, he can't deny that it would be entertaining to watch Irhya use her sword. Decisions, decisions...

"Well, now... Perhaps I can think of something."

He gives Irhya another smirk - and then curls a finger, as though beckoning to her; at the same time she'll feel a tug, as though an invisible hand is trying to lift her chin, make her look up at him. Ardyn is a kinetic mage, after all, but he does not offer that as an explanation yet, wondering if Irhya will guess what's happening on her own.

"It's fine, I'm fine. I bounce."

That's not really what happened here, but it's true: Ritsuka's at least used to worse than being knocked to the ground. Impact is easier than when something comes at you with fangs and claws.

She takes Lina's hand without hesitation. Someday, probably, her tendency to immediately trust will get her in trouble... but she's pretty sure it won't be today. (She's always sure it won't be today.)

"Okay? Whatever it is, I'm game to go along."

What hope there could have been for Ardyn died long ago. The only method of saving him is through the gods' plan.

"Willful, then," Somnus concludes, frowning at him. He's being tight-lipped on purpose. They are in public; more importantly, if anyone Somnus knows appears and happens to greet him during this tense exchange, it may spell their doom by Ardyn's hand. He proceeds to the matter at hand.

"Let us be done with this. What was on your paper?"

Bones, huh... food is wild.

[ She's not put off by it, but she is mulling over the thought. After the past three years, she's become a lot less picky about what she puts in her mouth; as long as it can keep her going, it's fine. ]

--But that's fine with me. It's fine for friends to have a floating tab, I think. I did this with my friends at school.

[ In Chaldea, there wasn't really the opportunity for that; it was always either whatever was in the mess hall, or what was hunted on the field. It's a strange little moment of nostalgia for her to consider, as she leads Monika to the cafe in question. ]

... I warned you. I am dangerous. My anger... my madness... I could have hurt you too.

[ He sighs, and looks away. ]

[ Amy doesn't take any chances this time, running as fast as she's able to in order to catch up to the doll. Once she's close enough, she makes a dive for it, clutching the doll in her hands as she hits the ground and holding on tight as it begins to struggle. ]

Oh no you don't...!

[ The tree seems to fidget under the hit, causing Amy to lose her grip and slip a little. She manages to catch herself, but releases her hold anyway to land back on the ground. ]

Ugh, no good. I didn't feel anything in there.

[ Amy is definitely faster than him, but she forces herself not to go too fast so he can keep up. She tries to keep an eye on the ink behind them, though, trying to make sure they're ahead enough to not be swept away by it. ]

I know! Where's the exit at?

Ehehe, me neither, though I really can't handle too much myself. Just enough to give it some kick!

[She sniffles a bit, finally feeling that cold set into her bones, and shivers. Right, she really should start to head back to the Inn and actually warm up properly...before she gets sick. Ochako smiles, rubs at her nose, then begins walking a bit.]

Eh, actually...do you stay at the Inn, Zidane-kun? We could walk back together, if you do.

[ Fenton laughs a little, releasing some of his pent-up nerves. ] Yeah, I know what you mean. I think I might take a break before doing another one of these.

(The fatigue is starting to take a hold on his legs very slowly, but that doesn’t seem to break his spirit just yet though.)

I agree. Maybe we should find somewhere to sit down and relax, away from the maze itself.

Oh dear! Amy, hang in there. Don’t let that doll escape you.

(Harry watches in concern as he catches up with her and the second cursed doll, while Hedwig lands on a tree to watch the whole thing unfold and Rose is too distracted by Harry’s cursed doll’s uncanny resemblance to her master that is currently on his hands. She still hasn’t gotten over it just yet.)

Gosh, you have no idea.

[ As a general rule, it was for the best to not know too much about what was in your dish. The more you knew, the likelier you were to be disgusted by it. When they reach the cafe in question, Monika took a seat and smiled at her. ]

So, you wanted to tell me about yours and Kadoc's world?

In contrast to Somnus, Ardyn does not seem willing to hurry up in the least, beginning to slowly circle his brother once more, the familiar wry smirk back on his lips.

"What was on my paper? Come now, brother. Greedy and pathetic though you may be, you are not as much of a fool as I would have liked. Do try not to insult me further by pretending to be ignorant of what we... might have in common."

Though he is sarcastic as ever, Ardyn puts extra venom in those words - just another affirmation of his distaste for Somnus, for sharing something with him, even if it's just mutual animosity.

The rules of this paper 'counseling' technique, by which he had been compelled by the cognitive mages to write upon, had pried out something Somnus would have spoken to no one. Uniquely, though, Ardyn is one person who can relate to being eternally damned until fate grants them otherwise-- rather, until they fulfill that fate.

Somnus watches Ardyn as he loops around him, his posture stiff, his eyes narrowed upon his sibling until he can no longer follow his form. Then he turns to continue to watch him, and at length, he speaks one word, low and defensive.

"Existence." A beat. "Exhausting."

Revealing what he's written puts him at a slightly more vulnerable state, but it a piece moved upon the chess board, a tactic dedicated to finishing this 'worrygami' affair. Somnus is nothing if not pragmatic; moreover, if he wrote this, then Ardyn must have written the same.

[Man, this is some kind of nerve-wrecking. Therapy isn't really a thing back in her world, even with the extremely dangerous and traumatic scope of work Heroes do, and their own training deals with. Counseling is available, sure, but it's not heavily advertised, nor is it cheap. Hero society just glosses over the hardships of that type of lifestyle, promoting only what it views as "proper" to feed the machine.

Thus, Ochako really isn't prepared to share much of anything, let alone with a complete stranger. It feels weird, and she fidgets and wrings her hands together, not quite meeting his eye.]

N-No, I mean...aging. Physically aging. I-It's nearly been a year since I came here, and I've seen people come and go before - a lot of my very close friends, actually - and I've been worrying about how long I'm going to be stuck here. Just because time supposedly stops back in our worlds, doesn't mean it stops here. Am I going to be an adult by the time I go back home? Will anyone even know who I am, if I'm older?

[They both need a hug it seems, because Ochako tries to hide it, but there's a definite quiver to her shoulders that belies her steadfast determination. She's nervous, and she's scared, because failure will never not be a deep-seated worry for a Hero, especially a young one in training. She's still very much a child, just sixteen years old, so there's a lot of pressure on her shoulders constantly. It's a life she chose and accepts, but that doesn't ever make it easy.

So a hug every now and again really helps. But also being believed in. Ochako's lower lip trembles a little, even though she tries to stop it, and her eyes get glassy, but she bites the inside of her cheek and takes a deep breath to push all that away. It's fine, it's going to be fine.]

That...r-really makes me h-happy. [Her smile is wobbly, but it's genuine.] Yeah...yeah. Even if we trip along the way, there's always someone there to pick us back up, ne? Let's...l-let's keep walking together after everything over with!!

[And Ochako sniffles, loudly, then swings Gokudera's hands in hers and plasters a big, kind of wet grin on her face. It's going to be fine - because they'll have friends by their sides. Always.]

[Mash definitely doesn't know Kyo's circumstances, but her heart goes out to him in this moment regardless. He sounds so ...resigned?]

I didn't think I was going to be able to be with Senpai either. [She had been acutely aware of her limited lifespan back then, though she never told Ritsuka about it.] It was a miracle that allowed me to still be here today.

Why won't you be able to be together after school? ... I-if you don't mind my asking, that is.

Honestly, at this point, if it won't poison me, I don't worry about it that much.

[ And sometimes, even when it has poisoned her. It's not like the incident with Koyanskaya's poisoned cake has put her off them permanently or anything.

But she slouches in her seat, considering, drumming her fingers against the tabletop: a quick nervous little gesture. ]

Our world is kind of... I guess, on the big picture level, it's kind of like what you might read about in a story? There's ordinary humans and there are mages, and they live pretty separate lives. I mean, it's not like there's no overlapping entirely, but most people don't know that magic is real. I sure didn't, before I got involved with it.

...Honestly speaking, I still don't get a lot of it. There's a lot of theory and stuff that goes into how it works at all, and I mostly get by on stuff that's been set up for me in advance. I don't know how it works, I just know what I need to do to get the basic stuff done.

[Lorenz nods, his expression darkening when she speaks of "forbidden" magics.]

Can one blame the magic itself for how it is wielded? You would not think ill of all swordsman simply because some bandits rely on the sword... Magic is a tool the same as any weapon. Few things are inherently bad. Even Dark magics, so long as no foul methods are used, can be used for good purposes.

[Even if the way the magic was initially obtained is horrific.]

I don't see why you should have any trepidation about using the magic you've been given. No one here has committed any dark deeds to obtain it. And if it's assistance with a bit more of the finesse of these magics you need there are many that would be willing to offer their tutelage.

Senpai, huh? And a miracle?

[He's more interested in focusing on her rather than himself. But that is just how he is. He's always been more the type to run, to avoid and ignore his issues, his insecurities. As evidenced with his response to flee when Tohru did see his True Form back then. the way he ran and avoided Kyoko ever since Yuki had helped find Tohru after she had been lost.

He worries his lower lip at the question, glancing down.]

Because....I'll....probably have to stay with family.

[It's still not something he has confessed outside of Tohru herself. She knows about the Cat's Room. Deserves better than some guy that wouldn't be able to be with her. Wouldn't be there to support her. Locked away by his family. By Akito.]

I see... [That lined up with what Kadoc had told her so far. That much, she could understand] Kadoc talked of Lostbelts. Basically potential timelines that lead into dead ends, resulting in the planet culling them out, right? [She tilted her head.] I have difficulty with that concept, ahaha! I mean, any course history follows will be a dead end sooner or later, whether it's because we ruin the environment or the sun goes supernova, right?

[ Of course, it'd take a few billion years for the sun to die, not to mention it probably wouldn't go supernova. But the point stood. Ultimately, there were no perfect timelines. ]

And the presence of so many people from many different worlds here is proof of the Many World Interpretation, so those timelines shouldn't have to be culled. [She sighed.] Even he didn't really manage to explain it...

[ Sounds like a video game plot really. ]

[How much should she tell him? Mash wasn’t especially uncomfortable talking about the matter but it was a bit of a heavy topic to drop on a relative stranger. Well, he seemed curious at least so perhaps the basics would be okay?]

Yes. I … was only supposed to live to be 18. I knew was going to die. Maybe I even did die, back then. [Even now she can still vividly remember the overwhelming force of Goetia’s Noble Phantasm during that final assault.] A dear companion traded away their power to allow me another chance - a normal lifespan.

As for your situation, I’m sorry to hear it. [It was clearly a complicated issue. Curious though she was, she didn't want to pry too deeply.] I would like to believe, though, that there's still a way. That you could have your own miracle, too. [What was that saying? “Love finds a way”?]

… Is she here? The person you like, I mean.

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gosh i'm sorry for how late this is and also for how shitty ardyn is

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