WEEK FIVE MINGLE

[grigori]

nerak: week 5 mingle at your service

25 Remain

Waking up this morning will reveal some unfamiliar surroundings. While Camebit had an autumnal chill in the air, things are a little different, now - the air is frigid, and waking up is an adventure, considering you are swaddled to the nines and cozied right up to your roomie of the week (where you have one, anyways). Everything around you is made of ice and packed snow, fogged glass and porcelain, and it is freezing. Who thought this was a good idea? Even the brisk chill of Camebit in the skies above everything was more forgiving than this! This isn't a transition! Whose manager can you speak to..?

About that.



You have to trek out of the lodging, and over into the building made of actual wood and stone, to actually see your Watchers of the week. They're all dressed in their full cloaks again to combat the chill, even in this building, although both Rameel and Satariel are standing much closer to Yomiel than they usually do - much like they had in Ahnkeen, actually.

"Good morning and welcome to Nerak! If you've ever wondered what it was like to stay at an ice hotel, then you're in luck!" Rameel says with moderate flourish as they make sure to keep close to Yomiel—their daemon currently not found anywhere near them as they make the announcement. Looks like they're without their black box of musical wonders this morning.

While the other two Watchers press close, Yomiel's daemon has wrapped itself around their neck like a polecat scarf. Warm. Arm cradled gently against their chest, they pause to glance at Satariel before greeting everyone. "Try to be careful. The ice can get slippery, especially when you're all looking like that and leaving a mess everywhere you go." Whatever that means.

Satariel seems a little more subdued than usual but offers everyone a smile, daemon bear-shaped against their back, large head peering around at everyone while they take in the travelers that come to join them here in the hotel lobby. Their cloak is completely closed around them - not even the front of their dress can be seen, and they're clearly holding it tightly shut. "Please be nice to the hotel staff - if I catch any of you being rude to them, I'll kick you clear across the tundra before sticking you in their outdoor 'jail' for timeout. We're guests, but they're working hard to accommodate us, alright?"


With the new week, travelers will find that they no longer the adorable animal features they did in Camebit, but something much less cute. Injuries from their pasts have come back to haunt them, major or minor, and they cannot be healed. The good thing is that they don't seem to hurt or really take a toll on the travelers at all - at least, not until they're touched, and then both you the other will feel the pain from the moment the wound was inflicted. This effect lasts all week.

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Local NPC Interactions

[grigori]

[ comment here if you wish to have an interaction with an npc from the world. ]

[bloodyromance]

[Hello, LGBT Community! He's lurking about.]

[gregore]

[where is he lurking about, because there's a young lass in a staff uniform just staring at him in the lobby. whatcha doing, sir.]

[beeingnice]

[there's a very judgmental 14 year old giving him the stinkeye as he wanders around.]

Eugh. Who did your hair? You should fire them immediately.

[callalilies]

[ looking over the menu at the bar! gimme an npc to have a drink with, perhaps? ]

[gregore]

[there's a young man with shaggy black hair and a bunch of tattoos sitting at the bar with a drink. he looks tired, but judging by his whiskey he's probably fun to talk to.]

[beeingnice]

[poor kaeya is just trying to have a drink, and yet he has to overhear a bossy-sounding voice from the bar's entrance...]

Ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous! Don't you know who my father is? When he hears you won't let me in, he'll buy this place and fire you on the spot.

[there's a blonde teenager bullying the poor employee who is trying to explain that she's too young to come in...]

[evocationary]

[there's a blonde elf hiding next to the bar? what is she doing. who knows. there's something in her hands that she appears to be trying to hide in her shirt. but when she sees her favorite group of tourists, she makes a very loud pssst! sound and waves them over? come here. come here!!!

but be sneaky about it.]

[bloodyromance]

[He furrows his brow but approaches anyway. He's sneaky about it, 'cuz he's a creature of the night and is a right sneaky bastard.]

...I think you're allowed in, love.

[callalilies]

[ it's his favoritest lup de lup. kaeya is already leaning in and raises a brow at her. ]

What trouble are you up to, hm?

[rerouter]

[she

curiously wanders over?]

[booksleeves]

[Not sneakily at all - ]

They won't let me come in!

[rerouter]

[Just wandering around...! She politely smiles and waves at any local NPC she makes eye contact with... all while wearing an eyepatch that says I L*ve Nerak.]

Are you enjoying yourself?

[gregore]

[she runs across a little girl with braces! she squints up and rattles the little - cage she's holding? it looks like one of those little shitty plastic terrariums they make for kids hunting for frogs in their backyards.]

I guess. That's a cool eyepatch, can I have it?

[beeingnice]

Ugh, please. When I told Daddy I wanted to go to a resort, I meant one on a tropical island, not... whatever this is supposed to be.

[yueshen]

[ here is a boy! he has a ferret wrapped around his neck like a scarf, and his own bleeding seems to be contained under a sweater over his fantasy robes.

and he is looking

very confused at a piece of technology. i dont know what kind you help me. ]

[gregore]

[there are a couple of kids in a pack just watching him bleed through the sweater. please, sir, what is going on.

a little boy breaks free of the pack to go yank on his sleeve.]

Hey! You're getting blood everywhere! Are you gonna die?

[beeingnice]

[looks at him



looks at the. uhhh. rolls a dice for technology. tablet??? that xie lian is staring at.]

What, you've never seen one of those before? Have you been living under a rock?

[booksleeves]

[Interact with me.]

[beeingnice]

[why would you ask for this



anyway, here's a brat. she's, like, judging susato's fashion sense by peeking over the top of a magazine from where she's lounging around. "you don't even know what she's wearing today" she's judging anyway.]

[greatdeduction]

[He's just marveling at the ice sculptures...or he's at the bar, browsing the offerings of alcohol.]

[beeingnice]

[at the ice sculptures, there is a blonde girl deadeyeing everything.]

Ridiculous. Utterly ridiculous! They should have used marble, that's classier.

ICE JAIL...

[evocationary]

[there's a slightly frozen elf sitting in jail, this fine wednesday. she's in warm clothes, but she looks miserable and grouchy, hunched up in her sweater.

every so often she rattles the bars like it's going to do anything to get her out of this predicament. and if you pass by, she goes:]

Psst! I'll smuggle you some illicit booze if you break me out of here! Or bring me hand warmers. My fingers are going to fall off.

[senjinrouha]

[ hello stranger that kinda isn't at this point. he's seen her around. yuri just slips her a flask of something warm through the bars. ]

Do I want to know, or...?

[callalilies]

[ MISS LUP UR BABY JAIL!!!! ]

What have we here, a criminal?

[ he crouches down. polaris shifts in a blur of white and gold dust, transforming from wolf to ermine in a blink. the daemon slithers between the bars to sit with lup in her little jail and puts his tiny lil paws on the bars. JAIL! he just looks up at her with beady little ermine eyes and squeaks sadly.

kaeya just sighs and ungloves his hands, holding them out to her through the bars. come. get warm. ]