

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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[The most common being unusual hair and eye colours, although there are some that are far more dramatic.
She listens attentively as he explains the blades. She has to wonder if the blade from Akvos is sparking because of technology or magic, or perhaps a fusion of the two. But for now, she focuses on the opportunity that she sees. She hates to let her skills dull. Especially now that she has a new power to work on mastering. Keeping up her skills as a swordswoman will be extra important.]
I will have to challenge you to a friendly sparring match sometime.
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A friendly sparring match?
[ amused, at the thought. ]
As opposed to an adversarial one?
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[Usually younger mages who want to prove their strength to everyone and everything. It's unintentionally hilarious, much like a kitten fluffing out its fur to try to look bigger, and Ikaruga doesn't bother to hide her mirth.]
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[ lotor is an extraordinarily competitive person, and is also an awful loser, but he will never admit to either of those things out loud, thank you!! ]
There are quite a few skilled warriors in the Circle, but I am always looking for an opportunity to practice against someone new. And given our penchant for getting into trouble, keeping your skills honed is a wise idea, regardless of your opponent.
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[Despite the clear amusement, she's actually sincere about that. Life in a mage guild and then that other world she was in meant being getting into trouble was a semi-regular occurrence.]
I look forward to meeting and sparring with the others soon, then. If I must be brought here at random to save worlds, at least I'll be doing so alongside competent people.
[She's still processing it all, but she's adaptable enough to consider the important points of her current situation. Having competent...allies? colleagues? Fellow Circle members? Whatever the terminology, she's glad that there are capable people around.]
Might I have your name?
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but ikaruga is interesting, and interesting typically means smart, to lotor, and so he withholds that piece of information about himself, instead saying: ]
Lotor.
[ simple enough, with an incline of his head. ]
Welcome to the Circle, for whatever that's worth.
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[She nods her head in return. She's happy to potentially have a sparring partner, and Lotor has manners. Both good things.]
I have one last question. Has Astoria ever provided a more detailed explanation for taking away people's abilities and replacing them with new ones than "because"?
[She isn't making air quotes, but the way she emphasizes the word, it's clear that she doesn't appreciate the non-answer.]
It seems...counterintuitive.
[Or less formally stated, WTF is Astoria smoking?]
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Something about the Temple robs people of their powers, and granting us new abilities is Astoria's way of making up for it. According to her, of course, and we have absolutely no idea how true or not that is.
[ Astoria tends to be avoidant, in lotor's professional opinion, but who is he to pass judgment? ]
It seems to remain consistent across the board, however. No one who arrives here arrives whole, so to speak. All of us are weakened, to some extent, with Astoria's power-granting the sole exception.
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[She's still not happy about it, and it seems absurd to weaken people rather than allowing them to fight at full capacity. It leaves her with some doubt as to Astoria's intentions, but she's willing to acknowledge that it's possible that Astoria could be telling the truth.
The last beings she dealt with who had power on a similar scale had been fairly truthful, more the sorts to omit information than to tell falsehood. She'll simply wait and see how things unfold. It's not as if she can do much else.]
Thank you for your time. I won't intrude on your privacy any longer.
[Because she does recognize that it was an intrusion, no matter how courteous Lotor was about it. She inclines her head politely.]
Do let me know when you want to spar.