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WEEK FIVE MINGLE
nerak: week 5 mingle
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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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[ hhhhhhh. he's just tense and quiet today, serious, but san lang looks deeply unhappy in his qilin form, his tail lashing behind him. ]
That's two accounted for, at least. The others.... The Temporals have also not been responding to messages. We will need to have anyone else with healing abilities on standby.
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I told them not to go doing something stupid like the Celestials did the other week. That asshole.
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[ haha!! who knows what situation they could be in!!! ]
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As well as finding anyone who’s in trouble now. I have no idea how you treat someone for exposure to extreme cold though.
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We can work in a spiral, start on the interior, make our way out and see if we can find any sort of signs of tracks out in the snow. Not sure how long it'd keep in a storm, but we should perhaps gather some of their belongings and set out for a scent trail as well.
[ even if they're hidden, we have to try. ]
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[ xie lian glances between the two of them, and for a moment, his steadiness falters, though he shakes his head. ]
I can... I want to look. I at least want to be prepared for the ones who will be arriving, just like we have been in weeks past.
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Thankfully there were no dead that returned to us yesterday night so we're not as bad off as we could be... but the Temporals not answering isn't good either. We might have two more teams on our hands.
[ he looks concerned, polaris pacing towards san lang to give a soft nudge of solidarity and reassurance. ]
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[ a serious inquiry with a soft frown. ]
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[ That's all he's saying on that. ]
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… We’ll just have to be ready, with supplies, for when they get back.
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They wouldn't have stopped no matter what anyone said. We can also demand quests from them immediately to work on their injuries, since they can heal themselves.
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We need to be prepared when they come back.
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Hold on. [ there's a moment where yuri just... blinks, and holds a hand to his ear like he's hearing something. ]
... Ah. Maybe save some of those resources. I think the dead can help with healing?
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Uh, yeah. We might have to yell at the Temporals to go see them as soon as possible, but they can heal them too.
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Pardon?
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You heard. The dead can help. We just need to make sure the Temporals go to see them.
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What did you just do?
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Maybe... the dead whispered in your ear themselves?
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