the sickness ends.the temple.The Temple, shortly after Astoria's burst of energy, is in a constant state of growth. Trees are bursting into existence from seeds in mere seconds, flowers are growing wherever magic lands . . . and the Temple is abruptly a-buzz with energy, magic crackling throughout the air. You may find a tree in your house, or flowers suddenly growing along the walls, or plants wiggling their way through the stone walls of the buildings of the Temple. All of a sudden, the place looks very overgrown.
The Forest of the Fey seems to be responding in kind, too. Sprites are exceptionally active, darting out of the Forest and into the Temple with increasingly regularity, playing basic little tricks on the members of the Circle they can find. Flower crowns are made at an alarming rate, and there might be a few fruit-food fights that break out with the sudden abundance of peaches and apples that appear on the grounds. Learn how to duck!
With the magic comes the sudden fluctuation of energy: canon powers flicker on and off, as do the powers granted by Astoria. You feel more like yourself, you suddenly have access to energies you did not have previously in the Temple However, it's a double-edged sword -- it is not constant, and it may be more trouble than its worth.
And, remember: the Sickness is not fading immediately. If you make it to Stage 3, then you're stuck with sensory deprivation for at least another week or two. Sorry, friends.  lake dona.Lake Dona is a massive body of water, stretching outward for so far that it almost seems like an ocean until you see that the water is fresh. It is surrounded by long, leafy trees that dip into the water and has a variety of ancient ruins scattered around it -- weathered stones set into circles at seemingly even intervals, old buildings that seem to mirror the Temple in construct.
In addition to the ruins, there are a network of caverns tucked along the water’s edge, just underneath the surface on the western side of Lake Dona, that appear to go underground into murky darkness. The actual entrance to these caverns seem to be underwater, seemingly guarded by merfolk, but poking around may seem to be more trouble than its worth.
There is plenty of wildlife to be found within the lake itself, ranging from freshwater mermaids who would rather you stay the hell out of their backyard to a rather large and suspiciously friendly plesiosaurus-like creature (some would say that she prefers to be called Nessie) that seems intent on checking out who you are. The lake teems with odd-looking fish, most of which seem to be okay to eat, and plenty of plant life! But who knows what lurks in the depths below . . . that giant sea-monster looking thing has to be eating something.PROMPT IDEAS: Here are some prompt ideas for this new area! However, don't feel limited to such ideas! Feel free to fish, to explore, to swim, to poke around . . . it's always possible Astoria may check in on your character, too, once she is feeling better! ;)
1.) The Great Pumpkin The overgrowth of plants have caused a massive growth spurt in a lot of the trees, including the fruit trees that sprinkle themselves throughout the Temple. However, the fruit themselves seems to be growing at a rather . . . alarming rate, resulting in a few pumpkin-looking squash growing to the size of small boulders in the fields. Hope you have a lot of spare time on your hands to make a hell of a lot of Temple-pie, because these squash aren't going anywhere anytime soon.
2.) Food Fight!: Those damn sprites are at it again, and are collecting fruit off the ground and throwing it at people. Fight back, organize, and conquer! Or not. It's probably better to just not.
3.) Part Of Your World: The mermaids within Lake Dona are a suspicious lot, and they don't take kindly to strangers stomping through their territory. However, they are receptive to music, so if you are so musically inclined, they will definitely be more inclined to be a little more playful than territorial. If you aren't? Have fun getting tossed into the lake head-first by a bunch of pissed off mermaids who want you to get the hell of their lawn. They don't take kindly to your type around here.
4.) Nessie: Within Lake Dona is a massive plesiosaurus-type creature which seems to be . . . oddly friendly? It seems to pop up at the most inconvenient of times. Are you sitting on the edge of the lake enjoying the water? Enjoy a massive ass dinosaur sticking its impressively long neck out of the lake to check you out and also scare the bejesus out of you. That being said, Nessie is an extraordinarily friendly being, and will even give you laps around the lake if you ask nicely!
5.) Caverns: The caverns within the lake are dark, deep, and menacing The merfolk inform you that you cannot go there -- no one can, but the merfolk sure seem to be keeping a careful eye out on it. Testing the boundaries indicates a weird magical field around the entrance of the cave, that works like a bit of a forcefield. Weird, right? |
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[ on hydaelyn, nearly everyone (save the garleans) are able to do it - some, of course, are far better than others, just like any skill or talent, but to her, using magic is no more interesting or special than knowing how to wield a spear, or craft armor, or any number of things.
leaning back onto her hands, alisaie turns her gaze up toward the sky. ]
You are an excellent marksman and artist, and moreover, you possess the exceptional ability to make people smile, to lift their spirits. That is a rare gift indeed, far moreso than any magic.
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He rests his chin on his arms, turning his head to glance over at her, a slanted smile on his lips. ]
You...really think so? Heh...back in my world, magic is only possessed by a few people. I'd say what you can do is pretty special, too. Aside from, y'know, all the other stuff. Your general amazingness, and all.
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Well, anything that is rare can be seen as special, but that does not mean it is. 'Tis only different.
[ she rolls her shoulders in a shrug. ]
I was born the the ability to manipulate aether, I did nothing to earn it, and therefore deserve no accolades. What truly makes people stand apart from others is the choices they make themselves, the people they choose to be.
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His grin curls with a tease. ]
Well, y'know, you've kinda set yourself apart that way, too...joining up with the scions and helping people all over the world, and all. Just sayin'.
[ Even after they gave her plenty of reason to not help them, from the sound of it. ]
Heh...guess we both need to learn how to take a compliment.
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[ she says with a curl in her voice, nudging her shoulder playfully to his, though soon enough she's chuckling in a soft, sheepish sort of way. ]
.. but I suppose that much is true. I was always very.. different from my peers, so I've no skill at accepting them with grace.
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Yeah, I know what you mean...I've stuck out like a sore thumb ever since I was a kid. Even with...y'know, keeping the Niflheim stuff a secret.
[ His gaze draws up, sweeping over the lake, where Margaret rises out of the water again. ]
Guess I'm still getting used to...receiving them.
[ And moreover, feeling worthy of them. ]
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With hair like a chocobo's arse, I would think you would know quite well that you stick out.
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H-heh, hey! Now I just try to embrace it. It wasn't always that way!
[ When he was a sad fat kid, he wanted nothing more than to be like everyone else! ]
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[ she says through a peal of laughter, tightening her fingers in his.
wait are they holding hands?? ]
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Nope! It was once all flat and pathetic...I used to wear glasses, too!
[ Perish the thought! ]
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What is wrong with glasses?
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Nothing! I just looked...dweeby in 'em, that's all!
[ this is the part where i think too hard about prompto's eyesight but he probably wears contact lenses now... ]
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I am sure that is not true at all. Glasses are quite fetching!
[ it's fine he can borrow iggy's, it's not like he actually needs them.. maybe he got lasik ]
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[ And the shoving war continues, though he still doesn't try especially hard to dislodge her. Because then they would stop touching, probably! And he'd rather...keep holding hands... ]
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Chubby?
[ she shrieks a laugh, shoving hard, all of their fingers now linked, woven together. ]
Impossible. You're a twig!
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I'm not a twig, I'm toned! You're one to talk, miss ninety-pounds-soaking-wet!
[ He knows, because that one time he had to carry her soaking wet... ]
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[ twice now he's had to carry her, actually.. what heck. ]
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[ Ah, here he comes, playing dirty. He lets go of one of her hands so he can make a dive for her side, to tickle her and dislodge her from the rock. ]
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[ whatever she was going to say is lost to history, swallowed up by a shrieking peal of laughter. somehow, she hadn't seen this coming, so her reaction is.. severe, she wriggles and flails and possibly punches him right in the nose.. she can't be held responsible!! ]
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He goes tumbling onto his back on the sand. ]
Whoa-whoa-whoa— oof!
[ Does she make it out unscathed?? ]
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anyway, off he goes flat onto his back, and i could use this opportunity to not walk right into the girl falls onto boy trope that you're so clearly tempting me into, but i'm not gonna, because i'm weak.
so since one of his hands is still linked with hers, off she goes when he does, tumbling right down onto him. in her underclothes. still a little wet. there's probably a lot of elbows and knees banging into soft tender areas of his body and hers to make it a little less sexy though. ]
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and so Alisaie tumbles down on top of him, a lot of soft, chilled skin right up against his own, even if her elbow does slam good and hard into his sternum and her knee very nearly get him in the goods. He makes a sound that's somewhere between a laugh and a cough and a yelp, and for a moment, he flails, before growing very, very still. ]
U-um.
[ If he looks down he will see right into her cleavage and thus into the infinities...so instead he stares at her face, his own red as a beet. ]
...mmmmmmmmmmmmMMMM SORRY!!! M-my b-bad—
[ He sorta...puts his hands on her waist to help her off of him, and then decides that's a bad idea, pulling his hands away abruptly. Oh gods. He's dead. Please let him die. He's dead. ]
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if she doesn't move time won't go forward, right??
but then his hands are on her hips and she makes a chokes sort of noise and quickly scrambles away, and to her feet. she'd offer him a hand up, but touching is probably not a good idea. ]
N-no, it was my fault. M-my apologies - are you hurt?
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N-n-no, I-I'm fffffffine. [ Well, physically, anyway. ] U-um — you?
[ He still doesn't look at her. ]
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Yes, I'm - I'm all right.
[ physically, at least. she's dying on the inside. ]
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