WEEK THREE MINGLE 2.0

[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

[callalilies]

[ ah she's so cute. and smart. kaeya will sit with her maybe with another piece of paper as he takes down the words like this so he can work and cross out without ruining sheba's original copy ]

[ ]y bring their blessings to th[ ]
[ ]ome and go as ever, we still have yet to learn h[ ]
seen in other worlds, not soley our
[ ]ust other patrons, not so reve[ ]
[T]he snake protects us sti[ll]

Maybe we can try and figure out what some of the other missing words out now... can't hurt to think about, right?

[senjinrouha]

[ he just leans over kaeya's shoulder to look at the words. hmm. ]

The first word's probably "they", right? "They bring their blessing to--" this world, this land? Something like that?

[callalilies]

[ one hand as he sketches in the word lightly, the other reaching up to very gently thread a hand through yuri's hair on impulse. polaris in wolf form noses pravda's muzzle. ]

Let's go with that for a bit.

They bring their blessings to this world or land...

That next line is a bit strange. The first part makes me think of the phrase to "come and go"... we still have yet to learn... how? So perhaps they don't know how the angels come and go? They haven't figured it out yet?

[uncoincidental]

...one of the shopkeepers mentioned being from another world. They seem somewhat used to coming and going.

But then, these are ruins, so they may not have known in the past.

[senjinrouha]

... So this literally a hub? A hub for other worlds, or... what exactly?

[uncoincidental]

I'm not sure. But that would explain the variety in the types of people we've seen here.

[senjinrouha]

[ he rubs his forehead. ]

Interesting to know. It's not like the variety of people is an isolated thing, so... it's a possibility.

[senjinrouha]

[ yuri tilts his head into kaeya's head a little absently. pravda boops her nose against polaris' without any real hesitation. ]

If what Sheba's saying is right-- [ looks at britt's comment below ]-- world travelling isn't limited to just us, and angels seem to be widespread knowledge. Maybe it's missing more words?

[ he taps the paper with his free hand as well. ]

"They come and go as ever, we still have yet to learn how"? So angels coming and going as they please isn't strange, but no one knows how they do it.

[callalilies]

I wonder if there's some sort of passage between the angels and this world, or between this world and other worlds. Angels... I wonder if the church might have anything interesting for us in relation to this. Angels. Heavens. Places of worship.

[senjinrouha]

Maybe something like you can come here, but leaving isn't so easy? It's not like we know how we travel, just that we do. It might not be just us that's doing it.

[ ... ]

Did anyone have a poke around the church?

[callalilies]

[ tugging over to where allen is mentioning going to the church! ]

[senjinrouha]

[ neat! ]

[yueshen]

I remember, Mr. Kotetsu's group had a note that said something along those lines. That someone had opened doors to other worlds, and they were left open - and that people were being punished for their hubris, because of it.

[uncoincidental]

If that's the problem, why can't we just... find the doors and close them...? Wouldn't that mean all of this could stop, then? No one would need to be punished anymore.