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TDM #5 - Paradesium

Pumpkin Hollow Gazette March Issue

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Pumpkin Hollow Gazette

3/8/24 | TDM #5 - Paradesium
Content Warnings: individual CWs found per prompt in "Further Details"
Forecast: Partly cloudy with a chance of rain

WELCOME TO PUMPKIN HOLLOW!

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

Apparently the ferryman needed a bigger boat!

ACROSS TOWN - Since June of 16:53, a steady stream of new arrivals to our sleepy little town has flowed in by ferry, emerging from the fog. And it seems this trend is due to continue, as this March is due to be on record the highest number of new residents in a single month!

We are incredibly grateful for all of you coming to our home and filling it with life once more, even though the dangers of our local curse have significantly increased since all of you began arriving. This reporter isn’t complaining--- additional harm to my own person notwithstanding!

If you are a new arrival, please report to Town Hall at your leisure so that we can help you find work and permanent lodging. Or don’t! The Oak & Iron is happy to rent you a room for as long as you need. Best of luck to all of you, and as we say in Pumpkin Hollow, may your lanterns always be lit!

CHARITY DRIVE ENCOURAGES CULTURAL EXCHANGE

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

One of the charming toys created during last year's Doll Picnic.

FESTIVAL GREEN - Preparations are underway for the upcoming annual Doll Picnic. A charity event sponsored by the Artisan’s Guild, this picnic is an Anwyllic tradition that was brought to the island and continued with love. The first Doll Picnic was organized by Dame Meredith Idlewild of the town of Glyn Rhuthun on Kora’s Haven, with the toys being donated to the local children’s hospital after a massive landslide engulfed a local school.

The Artisan’s Guild has baskets of material available for making dolls, including fabric, yarn, stuffing, buttons, and the like. However, tradition states that sourcing materials from the natural world (for example, acorn husks to use as buttons or deadwood to carve for doll arms and legs) results in the toys being blessed by Serrenai, who will watch over the children who play with them. The toys will be donated to local children after the picnic, including those who are ill or whose families can only afford necessities.

Newcomers are explicitly invited to join in the making of toys, and the resulting picnic. As a personal note: the locals have never heard of a teddy bear before. This reporter expects to see several, as we introduce our traditions to their traditions.

PLANTING SEASON BEGINS!

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

After a difficult winter, the appearance of spring's sprouts lifts our spirits.

NORTHWEST HOLLOW - The spring thaw is in full swing! That means it’s time for our local farmers to begin planting. Town Hall is offering a small reward to any of our newest arrivals who would be interested in assisting with planting season for farms less than a year old.

Anyone fresh off the boat interested in making 100 Brass should seek out Eddie and Angel Kasbrak, Arthur Morgan, Cèsar Salazar, Mairi Miann, Ylva Wolfsdottir, or Muriel and offer assistance with tilling and planting. We look forward to rewarding you for your contributions!

HOT SPRINGS OPEN FOR RELAXATION

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

Photograph provided by the Safety Board!

CRANE'S RIDGE - After a recent earthquake opened up a hot spring on the lower portion of Crane’s Ridge, a small portion of the Pumpkin Hollow Damage Claims Assessment Corps has been working to get the area cleaned up and safe for use by the general public.

Following its recent approval for compliance by the Safety Board, we are pleased to announce that Porter’s Spring is now available for public enjoyment! It can be accessed by taking the train to the North Station or by following the central trail out of Northwest Hollow, though the Safety Board does not recommend making this journey on foot due to its proximity to Lake Sal-Co-Penn. Enjoy!

STRANGE CAVERNS DISCOVERED BENEATH CRANE’S RIDGE

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

A small glimpse into this world beneath our own.

CRANE RIDGE - In addition to the hot springs, the earthquake can also be credited for a major cave-in in our Crane’s Ridge mines. A large tunnel was completely buried in rubble by the inexplicable natural occurrence. For the past several months, our mining team has been chipping away at the cave-in to try and regain access to the blocked tunnels in the lower area of the mountain.

In one of these tunnels, however, the team discovered a shocking surprise as the rubble was removed! Apparently, just beyond the mine walls, there has been an entrance to Hepogaia--- a subterranean nation running below our own fair country and many others. It seems that this particular portion of Hepogaian territory is also trapped within the barrier. Brief attempts at scouting by the Safety Board have noted a plethora of subterranean wildlife, both familiar and unfamiliar. This incredible new environment, hiding just out of sight beneath our island, is so full of wonder and splendor that it has earned a fitting name--- “Paradesium.”

A recent ecology study and expedition run by Pumpkin Hollow’s own Dr. Elias Coldwood has redirected their efforts to this new location, but those interested in exploring and scouting out this fantastical new discovery independently are encouraged to pack thoughtfully and travel in groups of two or more! Any information obtained during excursions into Paradesium would be appreciated by the Pumpkin Hollow Board of Safety.

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Further Details...
Charity Drive

The Doll Picnic Charity Drive will run throughout the next two months during our TDM, and there will be an event later on involving posing the dolls for a picnic. Once a photo is taken, the children will be allowed to come picnic with their new toys and take them home after!

There is absolutely no way this could possibly go wrong. Absolutely no dollmakers will be jumpscared or attacked by possessed dolls. None at all. (Okay, maybe some of them. But it’s fine. It’s for a good cause.)

[Mod Note: you can just make a doll without it coming to life and trying to kick your ass, that part is optional. Also the dolls will be blessed at the picnic and rendered unable to attack children.]

Planting Season

Any brand-new characters will get 100B extra on their stipend if they submit an AC-length thread with one of the existing farmers on their first Activity Check! This will be available regardless of whether the character qualifies for normal bonuses, but can only be redeemed by those who app in.

For reference for new players, threads are considered AC-length if they are ten tags in length (meaning 5 of your own tags and 5 from your partner.)

Hot Springs

Porter’s Spring is a perfectly normal and safe hot spring! However, you can encounter any number of perils on your way there if you decide to travel on foot, allowing new players to revisit some of our earlier events.

Check out our bestiary (pending update to new format) for more information on creatures such as Brutoks, the River Walker, and the Pine Devil, or stumble on Lake Sal-Co-Penn for a nasty surprise! Brutoks may also steal personal items from spring-goers on occasion. Don’t chase after them alone unless you want to be turned into a tree!

The Tristitia

In addition to the creatures in the wild, in town after dark characters may also encounter the Tristitia, Pumpkin Hollow’s newest cryptid.

She is a wraith-like spirit which haunts the island. Wearing tattered black clothes and colored all in shades of gray, she appears as a woman who walks around weeping with a caved-in chest, covering her face with her hands. Harmless if given a wide berth, but if she is set off, she will take out her desire for empathy for her grief on her target. She does this by embracing them and drawing out their own grief and trauma, leaving the target catatonic before she fades away, temporarily assuaged.

Into Paradesium

Crystals, golden with light and raw magical energy, cast what looks like sunlight down into the cascading cave. For every foot lower that the ground curls down from the entrance, the trees stretch ever-higher, carrying the raucous cries of animals unlike the surface of Marrow Isle had ever heard.

A jungle, so lush with life, sprawls ahead of any brave enough to venture into it. But what is there to see?

For Paradesium specifically, the bestiary has received a significant update. Creatures featured in prompts have their links to the accounts by Dr. Coldwood and his team marked with stars for easy location.

Below are multiple prompts for some encounters to be had in the jungle, but feel free to create any of your own encounters with any of the creatures listed! If the descriptions are short, feel free to write the creatures' behaviors however makes sense.

Welcome to the Jungle

Swallowed by dense canopies and noise, the jungle is quick to swallow any who travel within it whole.

Eyes are quick to find you, however. Perching in the treetops are a variety of small wyverns in vibrant colors, heads tilting as they try to comprehend what you could be. They squawk, chatter, and some of the bolder ones draw closer - if you sit anything aside and leave it unattended for too long, some even bolder than that will pilfer it, taking the object into the trees to admire with its companions.

Reptilian hunters with bright, keen eyes, the Plommon, consider you with much of the same interest. This interest increases tenfold if you happen to feed them.

If the prying eyes are no bother, then the forest's bounty is ripe for tending and taking. Bananas hang off trees, colorful citrus fruits catch light on their waxy peels, and bulky cocoa beans are jostled by movement in the branches above them. Even the broad leaves of the plants prove extraordinarily useful, whether you're looking to come in and quickly leave, or intend to push further within.

Wherever you go, those curious eyes follow you. Perhaps even out of the cave, should your attempts to shoo an adventurous creature away. What an odd way to gain a new team member.

Down a Few Notches on the Food Chain (CWs: Potential for death, gore, or animal death)

Unfortunately, not all can be pure bounty and new friends in a place like this.

With the cavern sprawling widely and massively, there are many significantly larger creatures in this space, and some seem to be keen to take up opportunity for new prey. As you explore, there's a new feeling of eyes upon you, and the silence that overtakes the surrounding trees spells nothing good to come.

Any one of the massive predators in the wood has you in it's sights.

Escape is difficult, but manageable, as is fighting back. Creatures can be challenged, and hides, bones, and other spoils can be claimed from them, should there be success! If not, this is a good opportunity for familiarization with the Death page.

The silkhide chimera specializes in persistence. The longer and further you go, the more exhausted you'll get. A break is an opportunity that it will be keen to take.

The greenstalker excels at ambushing and high-speed pursuit. At top speeds of 30MPH, your party will need strategy and skill on their side to keep this beast at bay. (Or, alternatively, a source of fire.)

The elephant raptor does neither of these - the beast's sheer length of reach does all it needs to. Water and mud soften the sounds of the gargantuan creature's approach. Stay alert, and be sure that you hear it before it's upon you.

Safe travels become more difficult to manage, the further in you go. Deep, rumbling snores tell you that there's a chance you're just getting to the greater threats this paradise has to offer...

Fragments of the Past

Through great distances traveled, this "uninhabited" cavern begins to show signs that may speak to that not having always been the case.

Ruins of homes, crumbled bricks and tiles, can be found at the deepest reaches of the cavern. These dilapidated buildings, though worn with time, tell a story: the people who left his place, one that could be identified as a stenholm to any familiar with dwarvish culture, did not leave it on good terms.

Essentials were clearly taken with them, as the ruins of this place lack tools or clothing. Valuables are still scattered throughout, however. Large objects with too much history to have been left behind by indifference dot the collapsing homes. Ritual circles still waft radiant energy from them.

In the remains of a temple, an altar stands, cracking with age and covered in plants as the cavern reclaims it. Old candle-stands have rusted with age, but still stand, undisturbed.

Just before the altar, folded onto its side (as best as one can be, when only pieces remain), lies a skeleton. The clothes are tattered remains of stained whites and dulled blues, and the wildlife have cleaned flesh from bones, but it's remained undisturbed by time.

There's a quiet sadness to this place that lingers, even with the people who inhabited it so long since lost.

Should you linger too long, however, there comes the distinct feeling of not being alone.

Clair de Lune(CWs: Long-term isolation, extinction)

Golden eyes of a human face follow your every moment, and the moment you lock your gaze onto them, the face emerges from the darkness, partially covered by spilling dark hair.

What follows this face, however, is not a human face - but, rather, a feline body with sprawling, grey-flecked wings.

There's a long, tense silence, as it emerges fully. Standing easily at eight feet tall while on all fours, the size of this creature becomes more and more apparent as it emerges from the dark of the collapsed wind.

Unlike the other animals of the cavern, though, there seems to be an anxiousness to its look. The lion's chest rises and falls with short, nervous breaths.

And then, in a hushed, woman's voice, hoarse from disuse, it speaks.

"Who are you? Why have you come here?"

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The Sphinx is a new NPC available for characters to interact with, should they delve deep enough into the caverns to find the stenholm. She's wary of all the new faces, and tends to be somewhat flighty, but seems cautiously interested in what new humans being in Hepogaia have to offer. For the sort looking to understand this place, it's people, or intend to trade, she can be communed with.

To interact with her, comment on the TL provided from beastsofthehollow with her icon, and if the initial introduction isn't your speed, feel free to encounter her however you like!

abhorrently: (here.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-04-27 10:42 am (UTC)(link)
That's more truthful, and the please is a spark in her expression.

"Since you asked so nicely."

Honesty gets rewarded, he'll learn. The feather light kiss she drops on his lips is for that. She doesn't have to let go of his wrist to shift her hips, lift herself off of him, but she does so that she can move forward. He likes her bossing him, does he? Easily done, with a grin.

"Let's put that clever tongue of yours to better use for now."

Before he can come up with a quick retort, his wish is granted.
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[personal profile] twelveghosts 2024-04-27 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Without missing a beat, he replies in his rather meandering way, "I was a shitty kid, made some bad decisions. Fucked over a lot of people before I got here."
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[personal profile] blindwatchersees 2024-04-28 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Why's it stuck to the wall, though? What did it do to earn that sort of punishment?"
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[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2024-04-28 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Luckily I'm fairly well known for not taking sides."

As much as it had bitten her on the ship.

"But I could make exceptions for some people."

And had.
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[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-04-28 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe so," Mairi muses. "A druidic Circle is a kind of specific thing where I'm from. Druids take a number of oaths, spend a long time getting in touch with nature and learning to draw their magic from it. It's really different from the academia of wizardry or the family drama of warlocks. It's a shame we don't have other druid Circles here, because each one has its own specialties. I feel like you'd be great in the Circle of the Land or Moon."

She prattles as they make their way to the train station, which is coming into sight.
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[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-04-28 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Absolutely."

The plow's traces are set up for a larger animal. After some disentangling, Dimitri gathers them up, pulls a bundle over each shoulder, and heaves. The plow lurches -- the blade bites too deep, yanking Dimitri to an abrupt stop. He gives Mairi a sheepish grimace over his shoulder before trying again; this time he manages a steadier pull, making it a few yards before the plow chokes again.

By the time they finish the row, he's worked out the rhythm of it. He's broken a healthy sweat, chilled by the cold air, and there's a burn in his shoulders that's going to ache tomorrow. He hasn't felt this happy in years.
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[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-04-28 10:19 am (UTC)(link)
Dimitri nods.

He fans out from Ylva as they move into the woods, scanning the ground. He doesn't expect to find anything close to town; deeper into the woods, once the treeline is no longer visible over his shoulder, he sinks into a lower, quieter gait, searching more intently for tracks.

Tracks, he doesn't find. He does catch the rustle of some smaller game animal disappearing into a thicket, but he's not quick enough to catch quail or rabbit barehanded. It means they're around, though -- he circles closer to Ylva, hoping to flush something they can herd between them.
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[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-04-28 10:24 am (UTC)(link)
Dimitri's smile is thin and tense. "I'm glad I've made a good first impression. I'll do my best to live up to it."

His gaze drops away again. " ... thank you for this. Truly. It's ... good to know someone who understands. Especially in circumstances like these, where so little is familiar." He sniffs, and has to blink rapidly a few times. "At least I have my tongue back."
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[personal profile] mochi4head 2024-04-28 11:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Old and homely, steeped in tradition and love. It's a place with an essence very familiar to Kieran. He smiles at the sight of the building.]

O-oh. If that's not too much trouble... I would appreciate that. [Kieran turns and politely bows to her.] Thank you. [And then he'll hurry off. If everyone is as kind as Mairi... maybe things are going to work out.]
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[personal profile] gruesomegourmand 2024-04-28 04:28 pm (UTC)(link)
As she prattles, Laios is all ears, bright, attentive, and focused, nearly to the point of missing a step as they climb up onto the train platform.

"Land or Moon... I like the sound of those. Can you tell me more on the way over? And which one are you in? ...Would it be too obvious to guess about a Sea Circle?"
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[personal profile] thedayisyoung 2024-04-28 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes and no? I'm trained in a fair bit of combat magic, but it's certainly not the only thing. I use it on a daily basis for any number of things. I actually used to run a free clinic using healing magic," Anders explains, leaning back with his arm out of the water now. "What about your abilities? How do you use them?"
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[personal profile] spaghettification 2024-04-28 05:00 pm (UTC)(link)
There is a pause here. Siebren considers how to answer, what to say of the use Talon was getting out of him back home.

"Not usually under my own discretion." He's looking at the surface of the water, with all its ripples they're causing, not at Anders, when he finally manages to get that out.
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[personal profile] thedayisyoung 2024-04-28 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, I've got that part covered. I was more asking about whether or not you could identify things. A second pair of eyes would make things faster, but it's not the end of the world if you don't know what you're looking for. I just have to hope this place has blood lotus or elfroot. Spindleweed would be helpful as well..."

Anders begins muttering to himself as they reach the train station before speaking up again. "Are you alright to take the train out to the mountain? I'd really prefer to avoid dealing with whatever's going on at that lake."
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[personal profile] thedayisyoung 2024-04-28 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah." This calls to mind Grey Warden mages whose only escape from the oppression of the Circle was the danger of the Blight. Much like himself. "Yes, I'm... familiar."
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[personal profile] spaghettification 2024-04-28 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm sorry that you are. Should I leave it there, or are you interested in hearing a sob story?" He doesn't want to whine to someone disinterested about how awful his life was, after all.
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[personal profile] not_a_traitor 2024-04-28 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
The idea of profit didn't even enter Gaeta's mind, and there's a blink of confusion when Tayrey brings it up. Cubits haven't been good for anything except Triad chips for years. There's no need for wealth; just something to keep his mind and his hands busy.

But the sentiment's appreciated -- more than appreciated, really -- and he finds himself brightening further. "We will," he agrees. "Draftsman; that might be fun, actually. I, uh -- " he chuckles, faintly self-deprecating, "I had a phase where I wanted to be an architect as a kid. Among about a hundred different phases, but that one managed to stick for longer than a month. Of course, I also thought the height of architectural genius was restaurants shaped like food, so my brilliant designs might not go over so well here."

(A pang, then, as he thinks of Gaius, smoking and drinking with him on his last night. How Gaius let him ramble for hours without interruption; how, despite everything, Gaeta felt more at peace than he'd felt in years.)
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[personal profile] hadnoright 2024-04-28 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)

This part Daisy knows well, even if her prey has always been... well, different. There's something almost uncanny about just how quiet Daisy becomes, as they stalk slowly; it's not just silence, it's a total utter absence of noise. As if she moves in a vacuum, not interacting with the very ground beneath her feet at all.

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[personal profile] yournewsidekick 2024-04-28 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Nimona's jaw drops. "WHOA-HO-HO-HO!" she cackles with unfettered delight. "Metal!"

Seriously, that was some of the grossest-looking shapeshifting she's seen this side of Siffleur. SO. COOL. Someday she's gotta freak out half the town by doing a transformation like that!

In a literal flash, she changes into her own wolf shape and tackles Max to the floor, still laughing.
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[personal profile] hadnoright 2024-04-28 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)

"Never been one for sides, really. More just. Loyalties."

She was never really on either side on the ship, not even mutiny. Oh, she hated the Captain and thought they'd never get out of there, but that's just it, she never thought they'd get out of there. She made no plans. She just focused on her own.

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[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-04-28 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Leon did half-expect something like that - no reason for Dennis to get into the details with a guy he just met, after all. Still, the general response says a lot even the words themselves don't.

"Good that you can recognize it, at least," says Leon, nodding even as he frowns about it - though the expression is more concerned than disapproving. "First step towards making less bad decisions. Or, you know, hopefully. I know it's not always as easy as that."
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[personal profile] maximumcake 2024-04-28 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
She'll never guess who gave Max lessons in shape-shifting. (Spoiler: it was Siffleur.)

"Yeah? You think so?"

Max bounces on his hind legs in his excitement, which puts him in a perfect position to pounce back at her. He's a little too slow and Nimona gets the upper position on him, but he's play-wrestled with Ylva like this tons of times so he's already wriggling around while nipping playfully at her snout.

"Now we just need to get Edgar some kind of magic coat or something that lets him turn into animals too and we can be like the Three Amigos." Max, those are birds...
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[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2024-04-28 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Edgar's laughing too, watching the two of them. There's some fundamental satisfaction in this, some contentment, that he doesn't want to study too closely for fear it'll slip away -- but he doesn't have to study it to enjoy it, to give himself up to it for the moment.

"Oh, love to try that. Think they've got magic turn-you-into-animals coats in town?"
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[personal profile] thedayisyoung 2024-04-28 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll hear yours if you'll hear mine," Anders offers. Seems fair. Plus he is pretty interested.
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[personal profile] stonecoldtop 2024-04-29 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course, I've no desire to pry further than you're willing to share. Another time perhaps, this is too nice a day to spend reminiscing on unpleasant memories after all."

Which is both an invitation continue the conversation at a later date (where he might even consider sharing in kind), and him drawing back, they can spend the rest of their soak in companionable silence if she so wishes.
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[personal profile] stonecoldtop 2024-04-29 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
"That's quite alright, dear boy, what few of us there are should band together. I don't suppose you had the services of a Freehold to fall back on aboard that ship either, did you?"

George is curious about the tongue statement, but an educated guess says it's not something to pry into right now when there's already enough tension.