EVENT ✨ Something (Celli)Wigged This Way Comes

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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!

Comments

[yorhaberserker]

She blinked when the beast and the forest disappeared. "So I was correct, illusion. Though quite a realistic one." She said as she smiled at him. She put her sword back on and waited for him.

"Looks like we can go on now? I don't know how long we're supposed to go on here. Or what the end objective ultimately is." She made a mental note to pay more than half assed attention to the write ups in the future.

[mithrarin]

"Get through it, of course." Dust flipped Ahrah back into a reverse grip, glancing her way. Not that the direction of his gaze was easy to make out, thanks to his hat. "Not that we'll have a problem. We can take our time if you're not in a hurry."

[yorhaberserker]

She giggled at that and smiled. "Of course, get through it. And I'm definitely in no hurry. I don't mind meandering it with you and taking our time." Her blue eyes sparkled a bit as she continued to walk with him to see what else they would run into.

[mithrarin]

"Things like this are always better if --"

If what? Well, Dust can't quite finish when he's getting beaned in the face with an orange, courtesy of a nearby still-life that wasn't very still at all.

[yorhaberserker]

She couldn't help but giggle a bit when the orange hit him in the face, just to have a fruit thrown at her, though she managed to dodge it, barely.

"I guess the fruit would rather have a food fight with us then let us peacefully meander." She teased.

[mithrarin]

"This is getting ridiculous!" Dust cut a banana out of the air before it could bean him. "We can't even fight this, let's just get by!"

[yorhaberserker]

She couldn't help but laugh, but she did nod in agreement. "I definitely agree. I hope whoever set this up is have a good ole time." She said as she blocked another piece of fruit.

[mithrarin]

Dust wanted to be annoyed, but... A2 was laughing and smiling, and he just couldn't be sour in the face of that. In fact he had to smile himself, as he ducked under an orange.

"It's not a very still-life, that's for sure."

[yorhaberserker]

"No, definitely a misnomer. Still life my ass." She laughed as she grabbed his free wrist and started running a bit with him away from the flying fruit. "So I suppose food fights are a thing here?" She asked when they got away from that particular piece of artwork.

She blushed a bit and let go of him, glancing at him. "There's still a lot more to explore until we find whatever it is we're supposed to be looking for."

[mithrarin]

Oh -- well, he hadn't been complaining, but holding him probably would have made it harder for her to fight if they needed to again. And him too, really.

"I think we may just need to get through this. Which means as long as we keep getting past the opposition, we're going the right way."

[yorhaberserker]

She quickly recovered from her slight bout of embarrassment at that. "Yes. You are probably correct. Meaning there's going to be more before we're out of here. I wonder if the intensity will get more or if it's random." She mused.

[mithrarin]

"Hard to say. Some people would have found that fake fight a lot worse than we did, right?" What would even scare a girl like A2? Dust couldn't imagine her being scared, honestly -- at the very least, not by anything this museum could toss out at them.

[yorhaberserker]

She considered that and nodded. “Yes, to us it was pretty much just a walk in the park, I think the saying goes.” She said with a laugh, her eyes sparkling. They were programmed to have a rush of endorphin like signals when in battle. “Others though might not be so lucky. I suppose if we stumble upon anyone having issues during our adventure, we could help them out.”

[mithrarin]

Nothing wrong with that. A little adrenaline made Dust feel good too. Enough so that not feeling it for too long could really be a downer.

"That went without saying, didn't it?" As if he could just ignore someone in trouble!

[yorhaberserker]

She laughed at that. “Of course. We can’t let someone in need struggle.” She said, glancing around at the art pieces, wondering which one would pop out at them next.

[mithrarin]

"I'm glad you think that way," Dust said, quiet but very warm. The moment was immediately ruined by him throwing himself out of the way, as a fainting couch landed right where he'd been walking.

[yorhaberserker]

“What the fuck?!” She cried out startled when the fainting couch landed between them. She was glad that Dust had been able to dodge it.

“Now we have flying furniture? Really!?”

[mithrarin]

"Flying... or thrown." Emerging from the foggy darkness, a larger-than-life king loomed at them, a sword in his hands and pantaloons billowing aggressively.

[yorhaberserker]

"Looks like we get to play again." She said not waiting for a response as she charges in, spinning and doing an upwards slash against their new opponent.

[mithrarin]

The king parried her blow effortlessly, twisting to nearly clip Dust with his sword before the Sen-Mithrarin could get close enough to land a blow. One bepantalooned leg lashed out for A2 with surprising force.

Looks like this one wouldn't be too easy.

[yorhaberserker]

She grinned when it parried her, her feet digging into the ground as she was pushed back. But this wasn't her normal, playful grin. This was something more primal, more violent. "Finally, a challenge."

She could feel all of her sensors heightening. She may actually be able to completely cut loose on this one, but she wasn't sure just yet.

[mithrarin]

A2, you really are a girl after Dust's own heart.

...which might be a problem, because he certainly wasn't used to going anywhere near full-tilt around someone doing the same. Case in point -- she went back and he went forward, slamming his sword into the paint-king's to parry his oncoming attack with a ringing force that knocked both of them backwards from the sheer strength of it. Don't get hit by his back!

[yorhaberserker]

She quickly made calculations on where she could be most useful and out of the way of Dust and leaped over the creature, landing on the opposite side, letting Dust take the one side.

She lunged, burying the sword into the thing and then sliced upwards as she pulled out. The release of a true fight running through her form. She rarely felt the rush since she'd been here, except for the few quests that she had taken on, and that nightmare of Summer Solstice.

[mithrarin]

Rather than any sort of blood, the image spilled paint, washing out in a gush that far exceeded the size of the wound. On the other side, Dust had the same trouble as he put a decisive slash into one leg, and promptly got soaked in a bright red for his efforts.

[yorhaberserker]

"Fuck, this is going to take forever to wash out." She cussed as she sprayed with the paint. With her white hair and the paint getting into it, she was sure she wasn't going to be the most approachable looking person.

She slashed along the thing's leg this time, going in for the hamstring in order to drop it.