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promittere) wrote2024-04-11 07:19 pm
promittere) wrote2024-04-11 07:19 pm
southern mission
CALANDO OF WITHERING AMBER
It's mid-morning, with the sun rising high into a bright, cloudless sky, that Tatara summons Bruno, Comet, Maya, Yodarha, and Joyous Day to the manor elevator. It's urgent, he tells them with that soft smile on his face, and your services are needed.
When you arrive at the elevator, standing there to greet you is a young man, finely dressed and with kind eyes; that his mop of brown hair is slightly unkempt is not the only giveaway that he's incredibly stressed. He stands with his shoulders tensed, and almost flinches when he sees you.
"It's...a pleasure," he begins, hesitant at first. But when he inhales, squares his shoulders, he finally looks more like a government official than a meek boy. "My name is Cock Robin, and I am a secretary from the Central castle. On behalf of the minister of arcane management, there's an urgent request for you."
From his thick folder, he pulls out one paper—worn and handwritten. He glances it over briefly before handing it to Joyous Day.
"A town in the southern part of the Southern Country has been having problems with its crops. It seems there's some sort of...sickness that's taken hold of the plants that's spreading rapidly, and they can't seem to find a cure. The only thing they haven't tried is magic. That's where you come in.
"Find the source of the sickness and neutralize it before it destroys their crops. The South is already inhospitable as it is. I can't imagine how they'd fare if they lost a food source. And, personally..." he glances out the window, at the moon fading in the morning sun. "...I have a really, really awful feeling about this. I don't think this is going to be a regular request."
When you arrive at the elevator, standing there to greet you is a young man, finely dressed and with kind eyes; that his mop of brown hair is slightly unkempt is not the only giveaway that he's incredibly stressed. He stands with his shoulders tensed, and almost flinches when he sees you.
"It's...a pleasure," he begins, hesitant at first. But when he inhales, squares his shoulders, he finally looks more like a government official than a meek boy. "My name is Cock Robin, and I am a secretary from the Central castle. On behalf of the minister of arcane management, there's an urgent request for you."
From his thick folder, he pulls out one paper—worn and handwritten. He glances it over briefly before handing it to Joyous Day.
"A town in the southern part of the Southern Country has been having problems with its crops. It seems there's some sort of...sickness that's taken hold of the plants that's spreading rapidly, and they can't seem to find a cure. The only thing they haven't tried is magic. That's where you come in.
"Find the source of the sickness and neutralize it before it destroys their crops. The South is already inhospitable as it is. I can't imagine how they'd fare if they lost a food source. And, personally..." he glances out the window, at the moon fading in the morning sun. "...I have a really, really awful feeling about this. I don't think this is going to be a regular request."
OOC NOTES
Welcome, Southern wizards (and witch), to your mission!
Missions are mod-guided events that are partial CYOA, partial play-by-post instances. In general, you are free to interact with a scene as you please, and the mod will tell you how the scene reacts as a consequence of your actions. Some scenes will allow for more flexible threading, such as exploration or conversation, while some scenes will require strict turn order to preserve rounds, such as combat or other time-sensitive conflict. The mod will inform you if strict turn order is required at the start of a scene. Regardless, always be sure to bold any important actions you take.
This mission has been specifically tailored to Southern disposition, attitudes, and magic. If you find yourself struggling to tackle a situation, refresh yourself on the description of the South on the locations page, and make sure to confer with your teammates too! But you've been assigned South—we don't need to remind you of that, do we?
As a bonus, here's your theme music!
You will have until 11:59 AM EDT on Saturday, April 20 to reach a conclusion for this mission. Good luck!
Missions are mod-guided events that are partial CYOA, partial play-by-post instances. In general, you are free to interact with a scene as you please, and the mod will tell you how the scene reacts as a consequence of your actions. Some scenes will allow for more flexible threading, such as exploration or conversation, while some scenes will require strict turn order to preserve rounds, such as combat or other time-sensitive conflict. The mod will inform you if strict turn order is required at the start of a scene. Regardless, always be sure to bold any important actions you take.
This mission has been specifically tailored to Southern disposition, attitudes, and magic. If you find yourself struggling to tackle a situation, refresh yourself on the description of the South on the locations page, and make sure to confer with your teammates too! But you've been assigned South—we don't need to remind you of that, do we?
As a bonus, here's your theme music!
You will have until 11:59 AM EDT on Saturday, April 20 to reach a conclusion for this mission. Good luck!
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[Yodarha hoists up his almost empty tea cup as a greeting.]
Did ya manage to find anything in the fields?
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[ The mayor looks between the kitchenette, and the group of five. ]
As I was just informing your companion, [ he gestures to Maya ] they have fallen quite ill since. Deathly cold and pale, they have trouble breathing, darkened and shriveled limbs...
Shall I get some more tea for the rest of you?
[ He seems torn between offering hospitality and elaborating on the sick. ]
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No, no, we'd all love some tea, thank you.
[ Even a social recluse like him knows not to turn down hospitality? Hello? ]
We'll... we'll just get settled in, yeah?
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He returns with the kettle and a few more cups. As he refills the teapot to brew some more, he settles back into his spot. ]
We've kept the ill quarantined for now, since we aren't sure if what they've caught will spread. And no one is presently working in the fields.
I know it is late, but you are welcome to visit them and check in on them if you please. Whenever you'd like.
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Yeah, we should. Did anyone who came back say anything about what they saw? 'Sides the black circle and dying crops.
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[ He wrings his hands anxiously. ]
What did you find out there, if I may ask?
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There's somethin' in the centre of the circle. We couldn't get a good look at it, but it's also changed the wheat plants right around it, not just withered them. [ He will not exposit that those plants are now possibly undead(???) abominations. ]
Can you remember anything unusual happening right before the crops started going bad?
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Something in the field...?
[He shakes his head.]
No, I can't recall anything myself... This thing in the field, do you—do you think it could be removed?
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That was their response to getting lightly hit with a bag of dirt. But they do take that tea accepted on their behalf for hospitality. ]
...I think so. We'll do what we can.
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M-maybe we can just scoop it out?
[ Like a big ice cream scoop, only full of evil wheat. ]
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It did look like it was buried in the dirt... But there was a glow to it, so I couldn't see what it was.
[ It might be a cursed rock that landed there, or a stalk cursing all its brethren... ]