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WEEK THREE MINGLE 2.0
ahnkeen: week 3 mingle
in the sands of time
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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It's fine.]
I cannot play, but I can certainly identify a cheater.
[Why does she look smug]
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Very well. Alphinaud, you can play and keep the attention directed your way.
Have we anything to use for a wager?
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But perhaps naught too valuable.
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[Go on, Alphinaud, show us those newfound poker skills in action!]
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[ i, the player, will only pretend i know anything about poker ]
Let us begin, good sir! I look forward to our match.
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[But Rin stays back a bit to let Alphi work his magic.
I'm also going to say that these guys look like they're ready to take Alphi for all he's worth. And make fun of him.]
"Kid, have you even played poker before?"
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(And yet somehow it's working??? Girl's got a solid scowl.)]
I daresay my brother could beat you even if he were learning the game as he played.
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—But that is not the case, I assure you! Mayhap I may pleasantly surprise you.
[ It's like, his second time ever, so. Technically, yes???
Anyway, he'll draw his first two cards. ]
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Maple does not know jack shit about poker so let's say magic happens and the game is carrying on for a while while they bluff each other.]
"You got anything useful, kid? Or are you just bluffing?"
[One of the other NPCs is in charge of the discard pile, and he is trying to discreetly hide cards. But for some reason, a clown horn honks every time he does something suspicious. Hm.]
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Do you need to keep insulting him to distract from the fact that you have no good cards?
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I see that.
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...
Come to think of it... What is that sound?
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[When Alisaie says that, Rin also looks in that direction too.
And the guy with the cards starts eating a couple of the cards.]
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Anyways why is he eating the cards]
That's disgusting.
[Well, it's. Hm. Are they really pulling from the discard pile anyway?]
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... S– sir, do we not need all of the cards to continue playing?
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[Now the man is SCOWLING up at the group.
Rin is looking hopelessly at the other three. NOW do they fight?]
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