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spellbinders2017-10-31 08:54 pm
spellbindmods) wrote in spellbinders2017-10-31 08:54 pm
[HUB ISLAND | IT'S NOT HALLOW BUT I'M FEELING WEENIE]
Who: All coven members
Where: Coven base camp, around the island
When: Day It's Not Halloween, What Do You Mean
Open/Closed: Open to (h)All(oween)
Where: Coven base camp, around the island
When: Day It's Not Halloween, What Do You Mean
Open/Closed: Open to (h)All(oween)
Tonight is a night like any other. There's no calendar with no holiday...but some tiny events seem to line up with a coincidental, theoretical holiday.
All good questions, all with no answers. The important thing is that in the central part of the island, a fast growing gourd plant has taken over a lot of the trees in the area. The long, thick vines have choked out a lot of trees, with bumpy green pumpkin-type plants growing along them and hanging fatly from the trunks. Inside are fragrant seeds and a milk-like substance that's sweet. They're all very thick and squatty, making them good for soup. For carving? Well, you can try! B ▢ As a pre-celebratory gesture, Brie has brought out a festive little chest. If you happen to complete your Bonus AC, you're welcome to your customized dagger right now, complete with your name inscribed on the hilt. Everyone can take stuff from the chest, though. Inside are hundreds of pieces of candy -- some are pretty well preserved, but others have that weird ass grey separated stuff that happens to chocolate after a while. What kind of candy? If you can dream it, it's probably in there. Just only take a couple pieces or Brie might stab you. C ▢ ...Actually, she doesn't really have time to stab you. Brie is quietly taking people aside and showing people this little map she's found. Well, it appears to be a map. The outline on the paper is roughly the same shape and size as the island, scaled down, and it's covered in tiny red dots, scattered throughout the landscape. She's got a hunch that these dots mean something -- buried treasure. She's only one person, and there are tens of dots on this map. Her price for letting you in on this little venture is half of whatever you find...or at least access to it. She's digging up holes on her own...here's a shovel, go dig for yourself! D ▢ What can you find located in the group? Honestly, the item variety is wide and expansive. Most of the items are small tins, containing a piece of paper with a small story (more on this later, huhuhu), clipped photograph and little item -- these are up to your discretion! However, despite the island being absent of magic, these tins all seem to have an enchantment or hex placed upon them. The effects are varied. Some tins fill up with a black, inky tar-like substance that won't stop pouring out. Some tins act like vacuums and attempt to suck your arm into a black hole they contain. Others will emit a disgusting smell, begin screaming...and these are just a few of the weird wonders they contain. The verdict? These appear to be time capsules that are unhappy they were lifted from the ground too early! (OOC: The tins are the size of those Danish butter cookie tins we all use as sewing kits; you know what I mean.) E ▢ Some lucky coven members actually get something better than a broken toy. Others contain tons of cold coins, beautiful antiques (like compacts, compasses and pocket telescopes. Stuff like that)!. Are you lucky enough to dig up actual treasure? (OOC: Want to test your luck? See if your character finds an actually worthwhile find when you reply to this thread.) F ▢ Those with the cursed items will eventually find that midnight strikes and the carriage has become a pumpkin...well, sort of. At midnight, all of the cursed artifacts (not those nice shiny ones) become potatoes. That's good news in its own right -- potatoes are a food! But it's sort of disappoint and very starchy. |
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he flicks his tail and intones, earnestly:]
Oh, I'd never do anything dangerous!
[...she can probably tell she's being teased, but he does level out again after that, flying smoothly to let her get her breath back and look at the view below them. he only wants to tease her a little bit.]
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Please, just be careful.
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[the flight is still invigorating, even without Geir trying any fancy flying. the wind whips through Eleanor's hair and Geir's wingbeats are strong and steady, letting them rise and fall along the air currents. his flight does eat the ground up quickly.]
Check the map and be sure we're going the right way?
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It looks like we're on the right path. Just keep going the way that you've been going so far!
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[he does try to respect Eleanor's nerves and make the rest of the flight smooth and gentle. there's a limit to his playfulness, after all. when they get to the right place, he spirals down as carefully as she could wish, finally landing elegantly on his hind feet and lowering himself quietly to the ground again.]
Ta-da. We made it!
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... Thank you for taking me with you.
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[Geir sort of hopes she did. perhaps she won't seem quite so stiff and ready to disapprove of him if she thought flying was fun. and anyway-- he likes flying, so a part of him feels like everyone should.]
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[ A little scary, and exhilarating - all at the same time. ]
But--the view that you can see while you're flying is beautiful.
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[Geir's tone is warm with approval -- so Eleanor did like the flight, after all!
he moves along towards where he thinks X must mark the spot on the map, sedate enough that she can keep pace with him.]
This is the right place--?
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[ She's sure that flying is more enjoyable when you can fly however you'd like. ]
According to the map it is, though we may have to do some searching. ]
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[if only there was more to find than trash...]
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