WEEK TWO MINGLE

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36 Remain

Waking up this morning will reveal some unfamiliar surroundings. Gone is the ancient city—which many learned had come to be named Krankaz—and its salt-caked, rusted, ruined world. Your beds are more comfortable, your things stored away in much finer rooms where light filters in through stained glass. Did you miss sunlight? Fresh air? There's much of it to be found, here. But there seems to be... music faintly playing from somewhere, at all times? Sometimes, the song changes, but it's always of the same quality. How strange...

You all awaken in your beds—although they aren't the beds that you found yourself falling asleep in previously, and you might not even see the same face as you had the previous night. But one by one, as you filter out, you find yourselves in a dusty mansion, this go around. It's almost eerie, with the music in the background softly playing, but it's easy to tune it out as you begin exploring the new world that you've all found yourselves in.

Much like your previous worlds, this one seems a little sparse, in terms of population. Unlike the last one, though, you'll find other occupants—just not here, with you now. But the bright colors of moss, coral, flora, and fauna are replaced by the bright color of stained glass and greenery, a world filled to the brim with life in a different way. The soft rush of water can be heard everywhere along with the melodies of this city, little water mills constantly running even in the canals, though some of them and the machines here seem to be in a little disrepair. Shall we?



In the foyer of this grand mansion, your Watchers of the week can be found—the Celestials. They're ready to receive you, and hopefully see you through this week more safely than the last two. Good morning!

Baraqiel speaks up first, this time, thick cloak closed around themself completely to conceal their wings, and daemon perched eagle-formed on the banister of the stairs. "We've got a name right off for this one, unlike the last one. City's called Otamo—do all of us and yourselves a favor and don't break anything that actually keeps the lights on. Maintaining a city is hard enough without everyone bringing it down around us."

Daemon on their shoulder in squirrel form, Suriel has a smile and a wave for everyone. "It's a nice place, too! Or it was, once. And the music's great - just like being in a video game! Ah, but try not to break into everything? Or at least try put it back like you found it, please."

Resting on Shamsiel's head is their daemon, and they start the day with a polite smile for everyone. "And like always, we're here to help you however we can. So, please, you know how to reach us should there be anything you'd need."

That seems to be all, but before you're released off to go exploring—Baraqiel has one last thing to add: "They're too nice to say it, but I'm not: stop asking Suriel for anything involving blood, whether it's power-related or for food. If you want that shit, ask a different Watcher, and ask Suriel for something else."

Suriel has some quiet protests to that, but they seem to go ignored.


With the new week, travelers will find that they no longer have minor control of the four major elements. Instead, they'll find that they have an unbreakable connection to another participant, one that reveals something many of you work hard to hide. You feel what they feel, and they feel what you feel, both physically and emotionally. What will you do when faced with the terrifying ordeal of being known? This effect lasts all week.

Additionally, there's an aspect of this world you may want to take note of—around the city, primarily in the canals, are broken panes and shards of glass that are... different. These can be retrieved out of the water, or off the banks, or from broken fixtures to no detriment to yourselves. However, you'll find that interacting with them shares a fragment of a memory from your point of view with those around you, genuine and true. The music of Otamo adapts to each memory, and may drown out any spoken word in the memory (though you may play with the intensity of this, to allow for some dialogue to be audible), but with how most shards are small enough to be held in the hand, they have a transportable potential to them. You may bring your memshare to others, whether by accident or on purpose.

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TOWN HALL

[winebar]

[Earlier in the day there’s a sign posted in a few places that read;

Please gather in the Grand Salon at 8 o’clock this evening.

Those who come will find van Zieks waiting for the group to assemble, fancy goblet of wine in hand. Promptly at eight, he slams his leg on the table to get everyone’s attention.]

It is a new week and a new location, with new mysteries we should uncover. It would be best if we collaborated. If you have found out something about the greater mysteries at hand, please share. If you intend to investigate here, please share that as well.

What we understand at the moment is this; the Celestial and Temporal watchers represent two opposing factions. They have been promised assistance by a higher power, which is responsible for our situation and the circumstances of the trials.

As for Mr Hoover, allegedly he was approached by an Angel made of Dust that made promises to him in the event he take down someone of the opposing team.

If we are to stop this cycle, clear communication is important.
[And then he steps back to let others respond.]

[syndromed]

[ rika is just watching him really intently to see what he does with that wine because she remembers last time when he chucked a bottle into fucking space ]

[winebar]

[He is drinking it this time!!! It is a very nice glass.]

[perceivedrevalry]

Even though there are opposite "teams" I see no reason to behave like these "teams" have to be against each other like the Watchers' higher-ups want us to be.

[Especially if it's because an Angel, who most likely is one of those higher-ups, he assumes, just went ahead and prodded Bertolt to kill someone. It wasn't even one of the Watchers.

...if Bertolt's testimony can be trusted, that is]

Playing along the way those angels over them want can't be a good idea.

[Something that in anyone else's mouth would sound kind of idealistic, in Revali it sounds more out of defiance to whatever's going on than a feeling of camaraderie and friendship. Still, he's not the sort to say platitudes, so this must be something he truly thinks should be done]

[powerplay]

It wasn't even a good deal to begin with, he didn't get to know who was on the other team! He died stupidly!

[perfectdistance]

[Nero is also here, arms crossed and nodding.]

After last weekend, seems like we're all willin' enough to work together. I don't really know how important these "teams" really are at the grand scheme of things.

So... if you find information, it'd be best to share it with the group.

[lefthandpath]

Mm, I do agree with that, but we have to keep in mind how they might force our hands.

Bertolt won't be the last to be approached by this so-called angel.

[escardos]

Maybe we should decide on a group ahead of time to prevent what happened last week and having people worry...

[ thanks, alisaie. ]

[veraltwin]

[she has no idea what you're talking about she was perfectly calm thank you]

[uncoincidental]

Is that something we can just decide on...?

KRANKAZ discussions

[sponsoredby]

[ This guy comes in when he's supposed to, taking a seat on the couch, a bit exhausted by now and Finley coming to curl up next to his feet. There's also room on the couch if anyone wants to join.

But he raises a hand. ]

Yeah, I have a note that was given to my group after we got back from our adventure back in the last city.

[escardos]

You do? Do you have it with you, sir?

[yueshen]

[ xie lian is here!! he has the bulletin board he's trotted out to a couple of these meetings, now, because he has been smart enough to keep it with his things.

he sets it down on the couch next to kotesu! it has a few things pinned to it from before - the map of krankaz from trial is one of them. ]

Mr. Kotetsu, could you perhaps mind the board? We could put everything we have on it for both locations - sort of as a running tally.

[ ... ]

Since... people were ... very excited about writing notes to each other anyway... [ notegate ] we may as well make it productive to this as our notes, yes?

OTAMO discussions

[sponsoredby]

[ Have at it. ]

[naqqali]

[ she's actually feeling considerably less anxious right at this moment. her daemon sits besides her in mongoose form, as she hesitantly pipes up: ]

After speaking to a local person, I have learned that there was a great event that drove the residents underground. While they felt it was safe to return to the surface, they refuse to enter the city. There are catacombs where the townspeople resided until recently.

KRANKAZ CYOA2

[powerplay]

That weird ghost ship stuff... was also pretty weird.

I dunno how we got there, but I think we were looking at stuff that happened before the city got dumped in the bottom of the ocean. And all those zombie fishmen that attacked us were people from the ship or something.

I saw a fishman in the cave, though? And that one didn't attack me and my ex-ex-roomie, it looked like it was living in there.

[rerouter]

We found a necklace with an angel pendent, too. It looked a lot like the statues in Citagazze.

[afterword]

[ Weird ghost ship stuff... I guess that's one way of putting it. ]

So you saw them before we did as a group? It would line up a bit...

[voltadomar]

A note was found in the sunken city that relates to what Power and her group experienced. I only have a copy, but...

[He looks out, vaguely in somebody's direction. Maybe they could chime in?]

It described an affliction that caused the people of the city to undergo a morbid transformation.

[quiz]

[ wine... wine!!

She's listening but wine...

Ah, she should pay more attention. Bertolt is mentioned, her heart twists, but her face remains trained and neutral; she doesn't want to appear emotional. ]

So we're being bargained to kill people in exchange of... whatever we want?

[lefthandpath]

Isn't it more that people important to him were essentially held hostage?

[escardos]

It’s like a scam.

[bloodyromance]

Seems like a bit of a shit game if there's no way to figure out who's on which team besides murdering them and learning after the fact.

So, I figure our best course of action is to figure out a way to keep both teams communicating, right? Keep on the same page?

MYSTERIOUS NOTE

[cranelike]

(Thanks to prompting from Kim K., Tsurumaru pulls out a sheet of folded paper from his sleeve.

The paper is old and worn. )

Last week, I found a bottle in one of the buildings. By itself, I didn't know what to make of it so I tried to find more. I couldn't find anything else but then the groups began to return...

I spoke to some of them and when I heard others were thinking of sharing their own findings with everyone, I agreed to share when everyone met to discuss next.

(When he unfolds it, it's clear that there are smudges and water stains on it. It's a note of some sort. He'll begin to read it out loud,)

The bubble has protected us from immediate eradication and nothing more...

(Don't make me transcribe this on mobile, I'm begging you. He reads what he can outloud and shares with anyone who asks to see ok.)

[veraltwin]

[Alisaie is present, sitting in a corner of one of the sofas with her arms folded as she listens. She'll chime in from time to time, but as the conversation continues, she shakes her head, giving a "hmph" of derision.]

I knew the moment I saw those angels at the tower they were trouble. [She sits forward a little bit, looking at the rest of the gathered.] They've been a constant in every city we've visited so far--surely you've all noticed?

In Cittàgaze, they were at the Torre degli Angeli and the opera house. Yoo Joonghyuk and I found them being used as pendants for wind chimes in the alleyways, to say nothing of the engravings of patterns of wings. We also saw the pattern of markings that look like upside-down people, but I don't know if they're another type of iconography we should be looking for.

They were found in Krankaz, however, as were statues of angels in the courtyard. These seemed to have been more deliberately damaged than the rest of the damage to the city. Power and Monika found a pendant of an angel, and those that investigated the sunken ship brought back what seemed to be a wing.

Here too are remnants of angels. I noticed sculptures in the marketplace earlier, though I've not yet been able to give them a close inspection.

And Bertholt was approached, as we've covered, by an Angel.

[She Knew they were a bad sign.]