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[royalsubject]

Who: Everyone, whether you're returning from the labyrinth or weren't in attendance
When: Day 1, night
Where: Anywhere
What: NIGHT MINGLE with optional sound investigation and/or maybe monsters

[whether you're making a late-night return from the labyrinth with the goods, or you weren't there in the first place, it's now nighttime! it's cooler, the full moon looks like a normal moon (ymmv on normal ofc), and there are stars twinkling, forming unknown constellations.

...also there is this constant trickling sound—like someone left the faucet on—heard from just about anywhere. if you focus on it, you can conclude that it's coming from the second tier. thankfully, once you're inside a building, you barely hear it.

and that's not all: there are monsters out and about—cute ones, weird ones, menacing ones... it's absolutely possible to get back to the inn without encountering any trouble, but there's always the chance that you might come across something that creeps in the night.

so what are you up to? trying to get back to the inn? dealing with a monster? investigating that faucet sound? or maybe you're already back at the inn, chilling in the tavern, getting your room together, or trying to sleep. know what, maybe you're doing something i haven't listed, who am i to tell you what to do with your life, huh?!?!]

((IF YOU WANT TO USE YOUR PARTICIPATION COIN IN THE SOCIAL BINGO VENDING MACHINE (ps everyone got a participation coin whether or not they played their character) IT'S NOT TOO LATE TO COMMENT!

MONSTERS! They range from silly and annoying to horrifying and scary. If you'd like for me (Marie) to run a monster encounter for you (and other characters?!) just indicate this somewhere in your comment OR pm entrepreromance on plurk or email kingdoms.dazed.mods at gmail. Otherwise, you can just work out that your character is kicking ass or in need of help... or maybe YOU want to run a monster in the comments (using this very account, accessible from the Player's Tools page!) and go after any characters who engage! Basically just follow your heart, I hope that by throwing out a bunch of options it doesn't make it feel overwhelming.))

Comments

[glorious]

[As part of his Part Time Job, Van can be seen patrolling the town and the perimeter with his sword drawn, keeping an eye out for any monsters or an people who might need rescuing from monsters.]

[soulbridge]

You. Grants.

[Rideaux marches right up to him, completely unconcerned with whatever he might be interrupting.]

When you left the labyrinth, what did you receive?

[glorious]

[is fortunately not in the middle of fighting, so he can answer...after about two moments since the sudden question and the forcefulness of it is enough to catch him off-guard.]

A few different things. A color-changing helm, a toy cat, ribbon, lotion, a crystal, knitting needles...All of them seemed rather useless.

[soulbridge]

[That seems to cheer him up slightly, though he snorts derision at what Van says.]

I suppose it's only to be expected. A worthless challenge could only result in worthless rewards.

[ninetyninelives]

[there is a tiny tuxedo cat following him]

[glorious]

[stops and looks down at the cat]

...You should focus of trying to find a safe place. I can't imagine the night here is safe for a cat.

[ninetyninelives]

[????]


[??????]



Chrrt?

[ninetyninelives]

[in the Tavern, sorting through his small pile of prizes]

What junk...

[watertabled]

[looking over his shoulder] Why did you include eggs so many times?

[ninetyninelives]

I have no idea. This list was in with my prizes.

[watertabled]

Oh, that's...

[soulbridge]

[And here's Rideaux! What's he up to, you ask? Why, he's... angrily stamping on a book, of course. Yep. That sure is a thing he's doing in the middle of the street. At night.

Looks like someone wasn't satisfied with his vending machine prize.]

[ninetyninelives]

What are you, a three-year-old?

[soulbridge]

... You again? Why don't you run along and find someone else to aggravate, worm.

[ninetyninelives]

But how? I actually get along with most of the others here. I had a pleasant game.

[whopraysfor]

If you don't want it, you could donate it to the library.

[you are getting a very judgemental stare.]

[soulbridge]

[Giving you an equally judgmental stare... before kicking the rather battered remains in your direction.]

Be my guest.

[... it's a book about how to draw lotus flowers :( ]

[whopraysfor]

[stoops to pick it up]

What did the book ever do to you?

[watertabled]

[The sound of water is relevant to my interests! Especially since being outside feels a lot less stifling at night. After leaving all his loot at the inn and maybe seeing some people, Kohaku is going to try tracking it down.

(A) If you meet him while in town, he's back in his normal duds and looking preoccupied while he wanders. That's safe, right??

(B) If you meet him while out on Boulder Beach or beyond, he's dressed in DRAGON. He might protect you but he's probably not going to help you up the ladder or even talk. Laaaame! Please don't hit him; you won't get a prize.]

[queendaze]

[the sound of the trickling water leads you to the lake—you know, the one that is DRIED UP AND BASICALLY A GIANT HOLE IN THE GROUND, yeahhhh, that one

but... the sound's not coming from the lake—in actuality, it's coming from "above it"—you can see water sloooooowly building up in the lake thanks to the little streams of waterfalls flowing down from the highest cliff]

[watertabled]

[a baby water '-'

It looks like all that contrived socializing was effective after all! Is Kohaku able to fly up those 60 feet? After awkwardly acknowledging what remains of the lake (yikes!), he's at least going to try.]

[queendaze]

[he can, and he'll see that the dried streams are now flowing with water—just a little bit, though! thus, the tiny faucet trickle sound]

[glorious]

[B! Van is on patrol and stops at the sight of a dragon, before drawing his sword...though he watches carefully to see what this dragon might do...]

[watertabled]

[He's going to stop and consider Van right back, watchful and not moving (what he considers) a respectful distance away.]

[botamessiah]

[Do any of you know how hard it is to wheel up a ramp with a halberd on your lap? Togo does. It's hard.

She sighs as she reaches the outside, stopping and shaking her arms out. After a moment, she picks up the weapon, looking it over.]

At least I can defend myself with this...