WEEK THREE MINGLE

[grigori]

ahnkeen: week 3 mingle in the sands of time

32 Remain

Waking up this morning will reveal some unfamiliar surroundings. The soft ripples of the canals and dulcet tones of otamatone fade from your ears, replaced by a steady, dry breeze and the ambient noise of the local populace filtering in through open windows. Another thing you'll notice is that it's warm - very warm. Light dress is recommended here.

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 house, a bit on the older side but still comfortable. The decor is neutral and inoffensive, much like you'd expect of a place that sees many visitors.

Unlike the previous worlds you've visited, Ahnkeen is a bustling, busy place, full of people of all sorts - and not all are human, so please check your biases at the door. Though the world around them is dry and scarce of resources, the market town itself is alive and well, business booming, and the merchants here keep a close eye on their wares in case of any thieves.



Traversing down the streets of the housing district are the Temporals. For the most part they seem ready to receive everyone. Throwing their hands into the air and meandering down Rameel will be spearhead the introductions this time—their puma daemon trailing behind them. As an extra treat, they'll even seem to have their “black box” from previous with them this fine morning on full blast.

"Hello, hello everyone! WELCOME TO AHNKEEN!! The home to the great markets...probably. I hope more of you are used to these scenery changes by now, and by popular demand are your favorite Temporals. We've changed the set for the hat trick, but we won't stop there."

Satariel is standing close to Yomiel, their undercloak absent and their daemon raven-formed on their shoulder - it squawks after Rameel yells the welcome, but they offer everyone a warm smile. They do reach over to... turn down the "black box" of Rameel's, without looking, smile still intact. "For those of you that kept your things from previous worlds, especially the treasure from our adventures underwater, you might find that they come in handy here. We are in a market, after all."

The last Watcher has also shed their undercloak, staring at Rameel while their polecat daemon chitters. "Anyway," they turn to the rest with a vague gesture at Satariel. "Try not to steal too much this time. The last few worlds were pretty quiet, but you might run into trouble with the locals here if you keep that up."


With the new week, travelers will find that they are no longer connected physically and emotionally to another participant. As opposed to being drawn to one person in particular, they'll find themselves with the need to be physically close to any other participant they speak to. Go on, hold their hand, get your snuggle on - it'll make you feel better. This effect lasts all week.

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Comments

[grigori]

I don't have neighbors where I live.

Unless we're talking about here then the Celestials are my neighbors.

[bloodread]

I want your place.

[grigori]

My place here or my place where I'm from?

[bloodread]

Where you're from. Not having neighbors would mean I could ride my bike whenever I wanted without them bitching about it.

[grigori]

I do the same. Well, not with a bike but with one of my babies. I take them for a run whenever I feel like I need to get away.

But it's never for very long since there's always work for me to do.

[bloodread]

Your babies? [ He no longer assumes anything in regards to that word anymore, thanks Ulrika. ]

[grigori]

[ smart man and this will answer nothing. ]

Yes, my babies.

[bloodread]

...what kind of babies? [ Drinks more whiskey, at least he'll be ready to attempt the questions after this discussion. ]

[grigori]

Sports cars!

Vroom vroom.

[bloodread]

That's more normal than I expected of you. [ A nod of approval. ]

Alright, what the hell am I answering again? [ Is he already drunk or is he just trying to buy himself more time, you decide. ]

[grigori]

[ gonna go with the latter from what i've come to understand. ]

Who would you beloathed, beloved, and betrothed! Out of the people here who are alive or dead.

[bloodread]

Beloathed is easy. Revali's still an ass even if he's six feet under right now.

[ He can both help solve his murder and still not like the guy. As for the rest, he takes a long swig of the bottle, it's nearly empty at this point. He's feeling it for sure, but he's not quite drunk yet. ]

[grigori]

[ oh poor revali... and at the sight of the bottle nearing empty, rameel will happily supply akira with another one. ]

And the other two?

[bloodread]

I'll still remember this conversation in the morning, so— [ Oh there's another bottle. ]

Thanks. [ Alright finishing off bottle one and opening up bottle two. ]

Did a lot of people answer you?

[grigori]

Unfortunately not.

[ a slight bow to acknowledge the thanks. ]

I would have more of you would have more to say about this given how much of a fuss people make about these things.

[bloodread]

[ Makes a face. ]

No one really likes to talk about this stuff, you know. Well I know one person who wouldn't care, but he's far from normal.

[grigori]

Hm? And who would be this one person you're referring to?

[bloodread]

My best friend, he's not here. He hits on my Aunt every time he sees her.

[ Oh so casually but he's taking a nice gulp of whiskey after. ]

[grigori]

Would you consider him either your beloved or betrothed?

[ casually. ]

1/3

[bloodread]

[ Processing... ]

[bloodread]

[ Choking on his whiskey. ]

[bloodread]

[ He's pink? He's definitely pink and he can't blame this on the liquor given it's timing. ]

N-you said people here! Amanome has nothing to do with this.

[grigori]

[ casually just.

gonna get themselves a drink. ]

I see. Beloved.

[bloodread]

Fucking—then there's only one left and I'm done with all of this bs.

[ He has not recovered but hides behind anger. ]

[grigori]

[ hello? akira? ]

I was kidding! You can always take it back and go with someone else.