WEEK FIVE MINGLE

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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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[afterword]

[ You know, that is good news. The pain sure is something and he winces at the sharp infliction, baring through it and emitting a pained laugh. ]

Ah... That's a good sign. Even going through something similar, that really does hurt. [ Fortunately though, at least Alphinaud seems to have picked up on healing them? Get that heal, queen. ]

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[ satariel would apologize and scold him for touching it, but at least there's heals happening, yeah. it's a start, and there's movement and reaction from the daemon as it rouses.

hello! a proper sign of life, and it croaks weakly at him. ]

[afterword]

[ Jin flutters on down in her own white-necked raven form, crooning softly as she presses carefully closer to the daemon. ]

There we go. Just hang on a bit longer, alright? [ He'll patch up that stomach injury as best he can now that he's already gone through the element shock of feeling it himself. ]

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[ at least sholmes helps to heal it a little more. considering the size of it though, it's going to neat some extra magic touch to heal completely again. but, your temporals are stabilized. and satariel makes a quiet noise of pained displeasure. ]

Mr. Kim... [ the raven appreciates jin's company, shifting so that it's still pressed to satariel but can turn and rest its head against hers. ] Oh... bad.

[afterword]

Very bad. Try not to move too much just yet. We'll get you properly healed soon enough so don't push yourself.

[ Ah, but Dokja looks relieved. Jin gingerly helps preen the other raven, careful to avoid touching Satariel as she does. ] Though the plan is to get you all to the graveyard, so hopefully someone will be able to help you there.

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... Sheba. [ satariel at least seems to understand why he's saying that. ] She has a lot of healing... maxed it out.

[ the other raven just - settles in, letting it be tended to while its watcher processes everything and seems to. adjust. ]

[afterword]

[ "Maxed out" gets some recognition from Dokja. It brings a look of bittersweet fond. ] ...I'm sure she did.

[ He looks them over again, still with most of his kit. ] If there's anything else that needs looking after, let me know. I did what I could there for now.