[WORLD ONE | POST-UVI CELEBRATION]

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Who: Coven members and Palai
Where: In and around the Aimintas marketplace
When: Day 39
Open/Closed: Open to All

After an appropriate amount of time for mourning, the Palai have shifted into a more positive mood -- they're a very resilient species, though there is a bit of a muted tone to their celebration. The whole event is a little hodge-podge, mostly because they aren't used to having to celebrate with the coven members added to the guest list. The Palai have gathered together all of their people and have invited the coven members to a small, intimate gathering -- the purpose of the event is to thank them for their service in fighting the Uvi, and the success of freezing the Uvi in their home. While no one knows how long the Uvi will stay gone, any amount of time without the Uvi being a concern is fine by them. The event takes place in the very center of the marketplace, with the Palai interacting on the fringes of the party throughout the rest of the large building. The coven members have time to spend by themselves, but there's room for moving around on their own and also spending time with the Palai if they so choose. A ▢ One of the more noticeable editions to the food the Palai have provided is a large pile of sweet, sugar dusted pastries. You may notice that something about them seems...odd, to say the least. It looks as if the pastries are vibrating slightly, but they smell divine. If you're so inclined to ask what the deal is, these pastries are magically infused by Eltos, which somehow gives them a sweeter flavor and enhances the sensation of tastebuds. The Palai sometimes eat these before meals in order to better the flavor of their entire spread -- though adding this energized magic to an already magical being means magic powers may be a little off kilter. Don't be surprised if suddenly your abilities go a little crazy. B ▢ The Palai aren't participating the party for two big reasons. One, the purpose is to celebrate the victory of coven members. The other reason, however, is one that may be more interesting to outsiders. While previously the Palai were peaceful people, happy to exist submitting to the Uvi, the coven's show of strength and valor has inspired them to be more aggressive in their approaches. Grown Palai can be seen working on makeshift weapons, but the idea of smaller tools like slingshots have already been constructed and almost perfected. The Palai youth have discovered these tools and are playing with them gleefully, though occasionally hitting each other -- and potentially you -- with energized, paralyzing rocks fueled with Elto energy. Watch out or you might get zapped! C ▢ Other Palai youth aren't as fortunate to be so distracted and happy. While fewer Palai died during this attack, the casualty number wasn't zero. Most Palai children still have at least one family member to care for them, but they're still a little disconnected from their people by means of grief. Some are milling about with the coven members, trying to eat or pester them for attention. If you're good with kids this may be more your speed, but those bad with children can find this irritating. Some Palai youth are more muted, however, content to just sit and listen to stories or eavesdrop on conversations. D ▢ For some people, rain isn't that big an issue -- but it certainly puts a damper (get it?) on a party. The Palai seem a bit confused by the sudden shower that comes in heavy as the evening dies down. The Palai have never experienced rain before, using irrigation systems and existing ground water as their means of hydration (both for themselves and for plants). Because the rain is coming from the ocean, the drops are large and salty, and the marketplace quickly begins to flood. The Palai move the party indoors for the most part, but that doesn't mean you or the food aren't already soaked. It's much warming underneath the roofs in the marketplace, but that doesn't provide much relief since the ocean rain is warm and humid. E ▢ Wildcard! How will your character handle this violent and volatile situation.

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[shadowsthedawn]

[If he thought something was off before, when Nike doesn't even seem to register his presence or respond to him, he knows something it wrong. He approaches even closer and that's when he notices the shaking of her body and the unfocused way she's staring ahead. Her voice is beginning to sound strained.]

Hey. You need to stop. You're wearing yourself out. [He still doesn't know what exactly she's doing, but he can see that it's effecting her body. Wearing her down. Why doesn't she just stop?

When she still doesn't respond he reaches out to her, gripping both of her shoulders.]

Can you hear me? You need to stop this now.

[drizzle]

[The planet's voice continue to be beyond her reach while the emotions of the natives was easily understandable to her, no matter the amount of mix emotions hung in the air -- sorrow, determination, gratitude, hope, and admiration. There were more weaker emotional tugs connected to her, but it was being overshadow by the central ones.

The Palai were a group Nike has easily grown to admire and care for. They gave her a nostalgic feeling of home while giving her a terrible after taste of homesickness. They reminded her so much of her family and country. Just without the scales and tails. That feeling and reminder was enough motivation for her to try her best for them; pushing her to sing and learn to synchronize and bond with a new world, even if forcefully, for the sake of protecting them.

Her full attention was on the task of attempting to hold the sky from leaking over them. Figuratively, of course. Until a very distant, new vibration will reach her. It was odd. That muffle ringing will have some of her attention, wondering if she'll feel it again. Once some time goes by, it doesn't. Did she imagine that?

Just as her conscious will return to her earlier task, the distance of the original voice she was reaching for will grow even farther from her reach. It'll alarm her enough to attempt to raise her voice, but another vibration will reach her once more accompanied with a more insistent, but muffled ring. Her consciousness will notice another difference: it felt warmer now. What was that? She didn't know, but it was enough to distract her. A very weak link will be felt as her thoughts will be heard: When did it get warm? Better yet, when did it get so cold? Cold? Was she like this before? She couldn't remember. Her dark gaze will search for that warmth, for a weight she didn't notice until now, in front of her. Her song will begin to grow lower in tone and speed, turning more to a hum as she begins to sing her own melody now than words. It was clear she was slowly coming back from wherever she is. She only needs to find those rings and vibrations again. Where did it go?]