the temple of beginnings.we're all a little mad here.
Needless to say, the Circle has been out of sorts as of late.
Fortunately, the weather has stabilized — residents will find that they are no longer plagued with snowstorms or heat waves. However, it appears that the flora and fauna have...come to life. Vines may wind around your feet and legs, entrapping you in a vice-like grip. They will eventually let go, but it seems like you need to speak nicely to them first. Bizarre, but it'll get the job done.
Mushrooms have also sprouted and now sing at you when you pass by — they aren’t particularly good singers either. Trees extend their branches to poke at you from behind, but when you turn around you’ll find that no one is there.
...And worst of all, the flowers seem to be especially privy to your thoughts; when you’re close, they’ll blab out whatever is on your mind at the moment and will only be silenced once they are picked. Best of luck surviving in this more, er, animated environment! Perhaps even plant-life can be reasoned with…? Or destroyed.
That’s always an option, isn’t it?
oh my god they were roommates.
It isn’t a proper welcome until you’ve picked out your room! In the hallways, you may find a table or two offering cookies and tea as you survey your newfound surroundings. They seem to be left by invisible people . . . weird? The Unseen Servants seem to be playing a bit more nicely from your arrival, and seem to be apologizing for their antics with sweets! (These cookies, neverfear, are not magically cursed. They are just normal cookies.)
These rooms are a bit magical, you see — should you decide to room with another person (or multiple people), you’ll find that the room itself will accommodate your needs and expand accordingly. They look the same for the most part, so some might say that it would be wise to make your decision based on what your neighbors are like.
Say hello or potentially someone else’s room by accident; it’s a bit of a Russian roulette.
Regardless, it seems that this is your new home in sense of the word. Make the most of it!
wildcard.
The Temple is a pretty big place! The Forest of the Fey stretches on endlessly, Lake Dona (and the resident Nessie) is free to explore, and there are plenty of creatures who are curiously inspecting the new arrivals.
The wyverns seem to be particularly precocious today, given the singing mushrooms, the psychic flowers, and the new people checking into new rooms! They are relatively harmless (as are most of the creatures in the Temple), but can be pretty annoying . . . especially if you have something resembling a snack in your hand.
At any rate, free to explore the rest of the Temple, the Forest, or the Lake at your leisure! Unless otherwise designated in the bestiary, everything is free to play/free to explore. :)
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[ all of that almost immediately after finding out that some of the people she trusted most were hiding things about the world. finding out that remnant was in grave danger. ]
Also, magic's real. I know that's probably not a huge deal to most people here, but it's...a different story on Remnant. [ she pauses. ] Sorry. I'm not trying to get you to feel bad for me. I guess I'm just...frustrated.
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Yang would have to try a lot harder for her to feel remotely sorry for the girl. She is also horrible at comforting, so instead she focuses on facts.]
For most in Thedas, magic is a terrifying thing, and they fear those who wield it as though they are monsters rather than kin. I myself am one of those so-called monsters, and I do not know what it is like to not know magic's pull, but there are things about this place that are strange and foreign for all.
[Her tail curls around her feet as she speaks, head tilting slightly to the side.]
For instance, the first person I met in this blasted temple transforms into a mechanical lion. ...We do not have such things in Thedas, the closest thing being stone golems that can no longer be made. One of which is a fellow companion of mine, despite my scaring her with my crow form.
[Her eyes glow with mirthful humor at that and she stretches, before resting a paw on her hand if allowed.]
If your friend is not here, then they are likely still where and when you left them. One would have to ask Astoria of the other's whereabouts, but if they are not here, they are likely back where they belong as well. ...'Tis only a theory, mind. Some of us have disappeared from among our number since our last mission, as well.
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she's quiet as morrigan speaks, locking eyes with her. it's...weird, to be conversing with a cat? but it's fine. ]
Shiro, right? I met him, too. Unless there's someone else who transforms into a mechanical lion I don't know about.
[ she likes shiro very much. at that last part, yang bows her head, clasps her hands together. ]
...Okay. I'll talk to Astoria. I just--I hope she isn't lost. Or hurt. [ mom, too, she thinks. loathe as she is to admit it. ]
I found about magic...through the person I mentioned earlier, the one I didn't want to be stuck here with. My mother. [ a pause. ] She can transform, just like you. I hated it when I first saw it, because I didn't want to believe she was telling the truth. I didn't want to believe that there was so much more about Remnant than I realized. Good...and bad.
But... [ yang takes in a deep breath. ] We may have just met, but I don't think you're like her at all. [ maybe it's naive of her to say. but she wants it to be true. ] At least, as far as I can tell. You took care of me when I arrived here; that's more than I can say about her.
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[By the tone in her voice, it's mutual. Amusement shines in her gaze for a brief moment, before it fades. The cat's ears rotate to the side at the mention of mothers, withdrawing her paw. Probably enough to telegraph that mothers are a touchy subject even before she speaks. Morrigan looks back at the door before hopping off the bed and transforming back into her human shape.
She doesn't know how to take that comment. She's used to being hated, grew to revel in it. It seriously messes with her "street cred" as most would put it in a modern era to not be considered a terrifying abomination ready to summon demons and crush them.
But she's also spent the last few months having to deal with connecting to others. (Gross.) She sighs.]
My mother can change shape as well. She is, after all, the one who taught me. [Far too many things, and not all of them good by the way she pronounces the M word.] ...and I am far too used to cooking for others. Flemeth couldn't even if it meant her own survival.
...I hope she will give you a straight answer.
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Yeah. Me too.
[ it sounds like morrigan isn't too fond of her mother, either. well...they can be in some kind of fucked up solidarity at least. ]
I'll text her later. My head's still ringing from all the mushroom shrieking.
[ if someone could get them to shut up, that would be nice! ]
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[Plus she's not sure what roasted talking mushrooms would taste like. Or if they'd make whomever ate them start tripping out.]
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[ who's blake, morrigan may wonder. sorry, yang doesn't say; instead, she looks down for a split second, a little solemn. it's easy to miss if one isn't paying attention, but it's there. ]
Anyway, you're more than welcome to stay in here for now. I'm staying with Lucina, and we can move somewhere else if she has any issues with having visitors over.
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Someone from home, I gather.
[But she won't pry. Yet. Call it repaying the favor.]
My own room is not far.
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[ morrigan can probably fill in the rest. the connection is there. ]
Would you mind if we move over there?
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How adorable.
[And yet, not a single note of discrimination
she hates everyone equally. Morrigan stands up and shrugs, motioning for her to follow.]So long as you don't touch what little I've managed to collect for equipment that didn't shatter in the crash. This way, if you please.
[she heads for the door and turns in the direction of her little room/herbalist lab.]
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[ she swears. yang's gotten a lot better at not touching stuff that doesn't belong to her!! ]