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aw fuck not this asshole again ([personal profile] trollophoroi) wrote in [community profile] altimit2023-11-18 01:43 am

Σ Turbulent Distrusting Ice Wall

Who: Fidchell the Prophet and two fateful parties.
What: A prophecy foretold.
When: 11/21, Night
Where: The city formerly known as Lumina Cloth.
Warnings: Mentions of suicidal ideation, violence.



[ Something appears to be afoot in the night-shrouded city of lights, Lumina Cloth. Ever since the fall of Innis and Magus, it has begun to grow colder, and colder, and colder. NPCs begin to glitch in and out of existence as the days crawl along until one day, they are no more, and it begins to snow.

Throughout this entire ordeal, a strange yet familiar figure dressed gaudily in blue and feathery robes can be witnessed watching from a distance.

Everything ices over, the lights flickering out one by one, plunging the entire city into darkness... until... until?

Only after the city has been buried in snow and covered in ice do the lights all snap back on and those who enter the Root Town will discover a horrific sight: Telophoroi Tower has risen high over the frozen landscape at the center of the city, overtaking the rest of the buildings. It is far larger and much more dangerous-looking than before, with more metal, more spikes, and an ominous mist clinging to it from all angles.

There is only one person who could possibly be waiting here.

Approaching the tower will plunge the players into the mist.

Nearly all will find themselves turned around but a few, those lucky few, will find themselves entering the dark, empty halls of the guild @ home once known as Telophoroi. Steps echo, emptiness reigns, no sign of even Cultist Grunty anymore. Those stairs are new, though, and they wind up and up and up towards the very tip-top of the tower.

Do you dare to climb them...?
]
secondthoughts: (✸ 僕のせいでもない)

[personal profile] secondthoughts 2023-11-19 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The fear is cold and grips tight—

But fear. Fear can be cleansed. He grasps for clarity between the waves of panic and sinking dread and his eyes focus on the first person he sees—Dehya. He brandishes his staff to cast Rip Synk...

And nothing happens. Because Fear and Hysteria aren't real conditions that can be cleansed by either of his cleanse spells. :michelsart: ]
legendofthelion: (☀︎ 065)

[personal profile] legendofthelion 2023-11-19 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dehya realizes something is being cast at her, by the only person close enough when her legs can't move forward, and she turns on Hector and slaps him with the side of her blade (11) in the confusion. Oops.]
secondthoughts: (☀ 極楽浄土)

[personal profile] secondthoughts 2023-11-19 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
—Ow!

[ She hits hard. But she also hits him out of his confusion, so... Eh. Give or take. ]