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Italian singer Ida Isori on a vintage postcard

[worldwright]

Isoris Day 3: Skysail Bluffs

Zone C4:

The majority of the center of Isoris is consumed by the Skysail Bluffs. At about 40-50º south, these vast plains are temperate in the north and bitingly cold in the south, where they begin to transition to tundra and permafrost.

The plains are defined by their namesake -- the repetitive series of triangular bluffs that sweep all across the region. These formations are gently sloping and covered with grasses and scrub brush on the east sides, with sheer rocky cliffs of up to 500 feet on the west side.

Small groves of trees often cluster at the bases of the cliffs, as shelter from the plains' other defining trait: the powerful and pervasive wind.

Year round for as long as anyone can remember, a strong and steady wind has blown east to west across the center of the continent. This has not only greatly shaped the ecosystems of the continent, but also the patterns of the people who inhabit the land.

For many hundreds of years, the plains have been used as an express trade route in one direction only. This requires several particular lucky convergences:

First: the ports. Eastport and its sister city of Westport are the endpoints of a very profitable voyage. Traders set out from the high cliffside docks of Eastport, arrive and sell their goods in Westport, and then begin the long trek back via the seas to begin the cycle all over again.

Second: the goods. Sintire Fen, to the east of Eastport, is one of Sairus's most delicate ecosystems, with hundreds of species that can survive nowhere else. The marshy plains are also thoroughly steeped in magic. Every magical herb grown in its water is ten times as powerful -- and twenty times as valuable.

Lastly and most importantly: the sailships. These tiny, light, and fast ships are equipped with enchantments that allow them to skim about 20 feet above the ground while using the powerful wind of the plains as propulsion. After they push off from the top of the massive cliff of Eastport, they glide down toward the bluffs. Then, approaching the ground, they pull up and glide, riding up the gently sloped sides of the bluffs and gliding down over the sheer cliffs. Their holds are small, but the value of their cargo makes the voyage worthwhile. Oftentimes families will travel in caravans of a dozen or so sailships, circumnavigating the continent in an endless loop.

Our section of map today shows the final stretch of plains before the end destination of Westport. Once the sailships make port and make profit, they fold up their wings and get tucked into the hold of a large oceangoing ship, with their pilots joining the ship's crew for the voyage.

They sail north through the fingers, east around Dragonfly Point, and south to Serpent Bay, taking on and unloading cargo all the way. At that point the small sailships leave the dark cargo hold and once more spread their wings -- but this time they must be pulled along behind their pilots on the six-week land journey back to Eastport -- where the half-year-long cycle begins all over again.

Obviously not just anyone is cut out for this sort of lifestyle. Bards may boast that they ran a cycle with the bluff sailors, but most of them likely ditched their "hosts" a month and a half in. Those that have the flexibility, determination, and wits to make it as bluff sailors are highly respected in most of the places they make port.

The lifestyle is also attractive to people who are fond of solitude, or those that feel unwelcome in cities. One of the most famous pods of bluff sailors are the descendants of retired adventurers who got the stink eye from one too many governments and decided to go out and make it on their own. They developed into a close-knit family unit that could take on anyone that got in their way. Not that anyone did.

[cassynite]

Ok, color me intrigued about the Daerrow pregnancy fic 👀

alsjfsklajs thank you so much for the ask, Ash!! I am going to put all of this under a cut since this will be touching on both pregnancy and abortion topics.

So this fic would detail how, about three years post-Crusade, Sparrow gets pregnant--it's an accident, they didn't plan for it. In fact, Daerrow have never even talked about having kids at this point, despite that being like a normal conversation to have when you're with someone. Sparrow assumes that 1) Daeran wouldn't want kids bc it would cramp his lifestyle and 2) Sparrow would fundamentally be a bad mother, despite secretly really wanting a child/to build a family.

The main crux of the fic focuses on two conflicts: whether or not Sparrow should terminate the pregnancy, and both Sparrow and Daeran learning secrets about their parents that force them to confront their own feelings on parenthood and their thoughts on if they want this, if it would be a good idea even if they did, and what being parents would look like for them. It also features a Big Fight since uh. Sparrow keeps the pregnancy from Daeran for longer than it's wise and he possibly doesn't learn about it from her.

I'm not going to lie, for the longest time it was going to end with her terminating because they weren't ready at that time--mainly because i wanted to subvert the accidental pregnancy trope, but honestly I do think they would eventually go through with it and have their daughter, Isori!

And here's a snippet I've written for early in the story:

"I want to try and find my family," Sparrow says into the dark. Next to her, Daeran makes a muffled noise of confusion into his pillow. "Is that what you have been ruminating on all night?" he asks, and of course he noticed she was distracted. "What do you mean?" Daeran knows the full story of her past, or as much as she knows herself of it--the sunny cliffs over the giant ocean that she once called home, and her brother who raised her and died. But those have always just been snippets in her mind, fragmented by the nightmare that her life became after the slavers took her. "I had parents, once," she says. "I think Crow used to talk about them, from time to time. They might be alive." "And you plan on going to Dehrukani to find some trace of them? What will that accomplish?" There's an edge in Daeran's voice, and Sparrow turns to look at the dim halo of his body. "Alkenstar, actually," Sparrow says. "My brother was mentored there, and it was the last place we ever saw our parents. I don't--it's not much to go on, but asking after an engineer who mentored a child prodigy with a toddler in tow twenty years ago should narrow things down. It could be an actual lead." Another pause, and finally Sparrow sees Daeran relax with a heavy sigh. "I will be frank: I don't think this is a good idea," he says. "Focusing on the past has never served anyone well. You're just going to dig up old wounds, and for what reason? Sparrow, what has brought this on?" Sparrow's throat tightens, the words choking her silent. I'm pregnant. I don't know what to do. There's a box with tea leaves that would solve this problem and I haven't taken it yet. I haven't told you because I don't know how you'll react. I don't even know how I want you to react. What did my mother think when she was pregnant with me? What if I could find her and ask? What if she has the answers I'm looking for?

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help I can't stop listening to this ToT

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EKAI NUNGSI YANARE || AJ MAISNAM WITH ISORI BIRTHDAY GIRL DANCE PERFORMANCE

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For the handwriting asks: 20, 32 and 39 c: <3

Thank you so much luv 💜

Enjoy my terrible handwriting hahahaha

20. favorite lyric(s)

Ooof there are sooo many... but at the moment:

I will be the fire and the cold

A winter shelter

I will be what you breathe

I will understand what you have inside

And I will be water to drink

The meaning of good

I will also be a soldier

Or the evening light

And in return I ask for nothing

Just a smile

Your every little tear is an ocean on my face

And in return I ask for nothing

Just a little time

I'll be a banner, a shield

Or your silver sword

32. favorite season(s)

(Can you believe this has been the hardest one?)

39. a random fact about yourself

Handwriting Asks

[pastelwitchling]

What are your opinions on isobel/Greg or maria/Greg as ships?

I really love the idea of Isobel and Greg, actually. I keep thinking of Isobel trying to get Michael and Alex together while Gregory thinking that Alex is better off with Forrest and is happy with him, and Isobel would just glare at him when he intercepts her attempts to sabotage Forlex dates, and he’d cross his arms stubbornly and tell her that his little brother has already been through hell, and that her brother hasn���t been helping, and that he wants Alex to be with Forrest.

[t-lostinworlds]

I saw someone dumping bunny pics on you and now I'm all ears.. (god.. why am I like this?) Anyways.. here's my contribution (aka me trying to be part of sth..): Chino. :D <3

i like that pun laksak BUT YES YES OMG LOOK AT THIS BABY 😭🥺 chino is freakin adorably omigosh 🥺🥺🥺 this is so wholesome thank you angel ❤️

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Isori again :)

[worldwright]

Isoris Day 5: Serpent Bay and Moss Hollow

Zone G3:

We return to the Bronze Coast, traveling abruptly south from Adríd to Serpent Bay. Bordered on the west by the high desert, to the south by the foothills of the Crescent Mountains, and to the east by the range known as the Eternal Peaks, Serpent Bay is a relatively sheltered body of water and a popular trade route along the coast.

To leave its waters ships must pass over the tidally-present land bridge connecting the Eternal Peaks to the mainland and into Mortesar Channel to the south.

Being a calm and safe corner of the open ocean, Serpent Bay is known as a favored resting place of numerous large aquatic species -- whales, selkies, mermaids, migratory fish, and sea leviathans, for which the location is named.

The larger creatures rarely bother ships except in the height of their mating seasons, though those can be wildly unpredictable and based on unknowable factors for many species. Best just to avoid the patches of disturbed water.

Across the sharp granite peaks of the Crescent Mountains lies the town of Moss Hollow. Nestled at the foot of the mountain, the sturdy town is surrounded by the region's characteristic old-growth temperate rainforest. Waterfalls so tall that they scatter to mist surround the town, leaving residents mercy to the breezes that may blow drenching showers of glacier water on their heads at any given moment.

Moss Hollow is mainly populated by orc-blooded folk. The residents subsist on animal herding mainly, with a rich variety of fruits, vegetables, and other ingredients collected from the lush surrounding forest. Rivers flowing into Reythir's Woods to the west are full of seasonal fish, and small game can be trapped easily for some variety in diet.

Moss Hollow is a semi-frequent waystop for bluff sailors traveling through the woods to Eastport, so cities further along the road like Shallowkeep and Raven's Roost may see the woven pine needle baskets and intricate dyed bark clothing made in the Hollow.

The forest in the foothills of the Crescent Mountains is a slumbering god, occasionally shifting and rumbling and sending landslides skittering down the slopes and flocks of birds high into the sky. It's a benevolent god though, and respectful travelers usually find their way safely through the trees.

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Speculation time; to distract you from the angst lol.I know Isobel ‘s next relationship is going to be with a woman probably Charlie 🤷‍♀️,But what are we thinking about her endgame? Charlie? Kyle? Gregory?

Doubtful it’s Charlie unless she is brought in as a series regular. I could see the possibility of Kyle or Greg, and Isobel definitely has good chemistry with both. But honestly? A big part of me that really wants it to be Rosa. I love their relationship, I love their connection, and I love every moment that they interact. Isobel is more open and vulnerable with Rosa than anyone else besides Michael. Rosa is the same. She opens up so easily to Isobel and shows her softness without pretense. I know that there’s an age difference, but I just think it kind of makes a cool story that two women who were victimized by this evil guy find love with each other. I feel like Noah’s connection that he felt toward Rosa may have very well manifested because of Isobel herself. She was his eyes to the world. And yes, we know the girls didn’t get along in high school, but Isobel may still have felt an attraction or a connection there that transferred to Noah. As for Rosa, we’ve been told that she didn’t return those feelings, but some of her behavior in the flashback episodes sort of seemed to hint otherwise. And honestly Maria thought Rosa had a boyfriend bc she took extra care with her makeup when going to sneak out with Isobel. So....?? 

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Dinner with Avantika.

[mojo72400]

Thanks for the updated photo.

Now they match like the engaged couple they are.

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