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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!

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[personal profile] blindwatchersees 2024-05-10 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
He stands up with a groan.

“I don’t know if it’s a priest thing, or if it’s just something happens with sweet, sensitive, absolute treasures among men,” he continues, still sans some important context.

“Probably the latter. Don’t suppose you have experience with any of those?”
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[personal profile] twelveghosts 2024-05-10 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
They're from approximately the same time period, so Dennis definitely knows the old D.A.R.E. programs, and how they didn't help shit. What's surprising, though, is the look that Leon gives him. It doesn't have the same feeling that the pitying-but-judgemental types do. Instead it's just a "that's rough, buddy" sort of feeling that's easier to cope with, and less enraging.

The offer is surprising, though. "Uh...yeah. Yeah, I'll look into it," he replies distractedly. "If someone comes up acting all friendly I'll just warn 'em and if they push it, it's not gonna be my fault if I can spit their bullshit back at them."
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time skip ahead to them in the water?

[personal profile] lordoftheozarks 2024-05-10 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"I couldn't agree more."

He considers offering an arm out to escort Edgar out of the train, but he thinks better of it. Give him more time to warm up, he thinks. So, he gestures instead as the doors open. "After you."
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yep!

[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2024-05-10 10:26 pm (UTC)(link)
If one wants time to warm up, a hot spring is probably one of the best places to do just that, both literally and figuratively.

Edgar doesn't strip down to bare skin; he's gathered that most places don't generally encourage the casual nudity expected at the public baths back in the fairy castle where he spent some time. Instead he's brought a spare pair of boxers, enough to qualify as a swimsuit most places he's been or heard of, for lounging in the steaming water. And lounging he is, head tipped back and luxuriating in the warmth.

"Worth the ride, you think?"
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[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-05-11 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ OOC note: Sorry for the disappearance! There's been a major event going on in-game. ]

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[ Mairi finds herself a short fence to sit on while waiting for Kieran to return, planning to lead him over to her farm to show him the ropes of Planting Day. ]
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[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-05-11 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
It's a delight to be involved in something that chases away the fog in her head and the bitter memories of feeling hollowed out, something that asks her to be present but nevertheless controlled. Guiding him without being mean about it, proof again to her own hands that she can be with someone this way. When her hands tangle in Hawkeye's hair, it's only to touch him, holding without pulling, teaching him how she likes it through subtle movement and not being too quiet. Sure, he could probably figure it out, but the least she can do for him is let him know when he's doing something right, and they're still on their own. If anyone is drawing near enough to hear her sighing, that's a problem they'll have to solve on their own. Fever's too absorbed in learning that his mouth isn't just good for wit.

And when it does rise in her again, she lets go, leaning back to keep her balance, one hand braced on his chest instead. Closer, and this time she doesn't try to hold it off when she wants to come, lets it wash over her in a wave where everything is pleasure, says his name in her ecstasy.

She feels alight in the best way, and the blue of the sky is very close to the blue in his eyes when she makes herself move back, back enough that she can lean down, kiss him regardless of the state he's in.
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[personal profile] closureisformovies 2024-05-11 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)

"Actually that's my main job. Running around slaying countless victims with my impeccable sense of humour as they plead 'but Alice, we're just normal men, we're just innocent men!'"

She's in no way expecting that reference to land, it's a relatively recent deep cut that she wouldn't expect even most people at home to get, let alone in this place where people could come from god knows where. That doesn't stop her from making it, though.

"—whiiiiich is a long way to say my murderous comedy career is a lot more interesting than my actual career, and also I'm new here. Like, still-experiencing-interdimensional-jetlag levels of new."

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[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-05-11 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Leon nods. "I'd suggest starting with Blackberry Apothecary and asking for Sally Boyle," he says. "And yeah, that's the spirit. 'Course, I hope I'm not coming across as too friendly here."

He's joking - Dennis seems more than a little annoyed about all this, but not necessarily at him as far as he can tell. Still, good to check.
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[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2024-05-12 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
Valdis slows as Esmeray does, listening to the story and feeling a strange sense of grief. People coming in a destroying something beautiful out of carelessness has been done thousands if not hundreds of thousands of times in her own world.

I'm sorry. I know how hard it is to be alone after opening yourself up to others. To lose something beautiful."
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feels!!

[personal profile] closureisformovies 2024-05-12 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)

"See? They can judge my sense of humour all they like but their son loves me just the way I am."

It comes out as a joke—one with perfect execution, even, if she does say so herself—just like everything before it, but honestly it turns into a bomb on her own position pretty much instantly. She keeps it all off her face but christ if it isn't just a little too close for comfort to conversations from years ago.

So, she doesn't let it sit long before charging ahead: "I'd at least try not to start too much drama, but you are under no such obligations if you ever find yourself in charge of my funeral arrangements. The more drama the better. Keep everyone entertained between the bursts of unconsolable crying."

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[personal profile] blindwatchersees 2024-05-13 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"In order to... put down roots. Yes, yes, I think you're right. Otherwise, I'm rooting myself to them, and that's hardly a good foundation for whatever it is I am."

He takes a deep breath, letting the strange, sweet air of this place fill his lungs.
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[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-05-13 08:33 am (UTC)(link)
Hawk is laughing at it anyway. It's definitely not the first reference a beautiful woman has made that he's pretended to get.

"They say that every time, huh?" he asks.

"Oh c'mon- it can't be that boring. You settled in somewhere yet, though? Got a house and somewhere to work?"
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[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-05-13 09:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Flattery will get you everywhere, and you can flirt with me some more when you're feeling better."

Hawk helps him to the door, "expect my bill in the mail, give it to Cecil at the nearest opportunity, and be ready to pop his eyes back into his head when you do. Sound good?"
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[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2024-05-13 11:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Not- not right now, but I can be- I can speak French ag-"

Darcy stops mid-sentence, before whooping with joy-

"Miti, you can teach me how to speak Faerghus! We- we can talk together in it!"
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[personal profile] closureisformovies 2024-05-13 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)

"Every time without fail. It got weird about the third time and kinda circled all the way around and became normal again after the sixth."

She shrugs and jerks a thumb vaguely in the direction of the route upstairs. "Nah, I'm still staying here in the inn. Feels like being morphed back into a student living in halls again, but I haven't figured out a job yet so it's what I've got. I've had a couple recommendations but seriously, my job back home was glorified data entry for the rotting pinkie toe of the British government. Not fun, glamorous, or full of valuable life experience."

Edited 2024-05-13 17:27 (UTC)
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[personal profile] yournewsidekick 2024-05-14 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Ooh!"

As quick as she tackled Max, Nimona abandons the wrestling contest, zipping away and reforming as a cat by one of the windows. She flattens her face and both front paws against the glass as she eagerly takes in the view.

Once they've reached a full stop, she whirls around, pounces on Max's clothes, and drags them out the train doors, cackling at top volume.
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[personal profile] skeletonkeay 2024-05-14 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
Listening to this, Gerry makes a series of strange faces. "I mean, a lot of that sounds familiar, yeah, but like... a little to the left, if you catch my drift. The palette knife definitely sounds like the Flesh, but needles doesn't line up with any of the Fears I know, even if you include the Extinction... I guess even then the Flesh is close enough, but needles seems like too niche a phobia..." Now he's just muttering to himself.
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[personal profile] skeletonkeay 2024-05-14 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Gerry can't help but feel bad for the kid. As Kieran speaks, Gerry's keen eyes can see the scars that the Lonely left behind. A deeply insidious Fear.

"...No." The answer to the question comes awkwardly. "My dad died when I was little, so I only had my mum, and she--- well, she wasn't a very good person. Much less a good parent. I didn't really have friends either, so it was just me and her for a long time, and I turned out weird as a result. Been happier here than there."

The vulnerable moment is interrupted by a sudden movement in Kieran's pocket. It seems something snuck in there. "Aw, for fuck's sake. Penny's trying to pickpocket you. You might wanna grab her outta there. Don't worry, she's harmless, just lookin' for snacks or coins."
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[personal profile] blindwatchersees 2024-05-14 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Figured you for more of a hawk than a duck, but I'll see what I can do."
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sorry for the delay! I got mixed up and thought I already responded

[personal profile] cacophonish 2024-05-15 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Jeff's quiet, trying to picture a life like that. He's not so naive as to think that could never happen in his own world. Fuck, he knows there are so many assholes out there who'd look at setup Anders is describing and see it as goals. The Circle sounds like a nightmare, one that's all too believable.

It's like a fucked up funhouse mirror version of what could have been.

"Fuck, man..."

He doesn't sound horrified by Anders's actions, even if... he probably should? He's a pacifist, he's always been a pacifist, and he doesn't think he'd have the guts to lash out like that, but maybe, in another world, growing up under so much restriction, repression, and control... The thought of all that, choking out all that's bright and boundless in magic-- that's what horrifies him. It's antithetical to everything he's ever known. Magic is freedom. It's pure potential and possibility. It's not meant to serve anybody.

If anything, he seems thoughtful, and far from judgment, there's some unmistakable admiration in his voice. "You took 'em down, right? Got rid of the Templars and-- and that whole fucked up system?"

Right now, he's thinking about it in terms of buildings being leveled, and oppressors being taken out. The reality of innocents and bystanders hasn't quite clicked with him yet.
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cw: allusions to a hate crime

[personal profile] thedayisyoung 2024-05-16 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
"...I don't know," Anders confesses. "It became a war. Mages and Templars all across the continent. I died before it ended. I was on the run. The government of my country picked a town called Redcliffe as a place we could shelter, but not everyone there was happy about it. Especially after the Templars pursued the mages there. I laid low, but it wasn't enough. When a bunch of disenfranchised refugees and bitter townsfolk found out the mage who started the war was in Redcliffe---"

Anders shrugs helplessly.

"Let's just say they decided hanging was too good for me."
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[personal profile] huntingtruths 2024-05-16 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Fears? Sorry, don't think I follow." Because he knows of the idea as...you know...an idea not as a real thing like Gerry seems to be mentioning. Flesh? Extinction?

Honestly, Gerry is just getting a confused look right now because, yeah. He has no idea what's going on.

"There was one case where....pretty sure the guy just like....became a plant? He talked about roots growing into him and finding a good spot to plant himself? It was...unsettling."
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[personal profile] twelveghosts 2024-05-16 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Considering that this isn't remotely anything that he'd wanted for himself, it's pretty safe to say that yeah, he's pretty miffed about all this. But overall, it could be worse. Leon's at least being kind about it, in his way. Dennis nods at the suggestion, figuring that that sounds like as good a place to start as any.

"I mean, you haven't grabbed me like a dudebro so this level of friendly's just fine."
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[personal profile] cacophonish 2024-05-16 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Jeff starts to speak, then stops himself. The implications are sobering, horrifying, and anything he can think to say would just be... fucking stupid. What can he say that wouldn't sound childish and inane?

He swallows, and this time he tries to think before he speaks.

"I bet... I bet a lot of mages are gonna grow up free 'cause of what you did. And I know it doesn't make up for how scary and fucked up that must've been, but, um." He offers a faint smile. "I'm glad you're here now, at least."

You know, in a place where magic just is, and people aren't huge assholes about it.
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[personal profile] tisnotthehouse 2024-05-16 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh thank god." Tarantulas had to squeeze his eyes shut for a moment, letting out a shaky, rattling breath. "Th-thank you, thank you. Ryja, I --" He opens his eyes again, making direct eye contact with her this time -- his eyes are red-rimmed and not entirely sane. "I promise I'll never hurt you like this again," he says hoarsely. "I know words are cheap, but...I'll prove it to you. Wait and see. I will earn your trust again."