#nuntiis | asks

[eranthiss]

👗"I know you called me a Metagross gijinka the other day, and as someone who had that suit custom tailored, I was a little hurt. So I'm interested to see what fashion you think would suit me."

"Okay, so the leather bracelet goes on the left wrist with the other two, the ring with the starburst on it is for your thumb, the keychains are two to a hip- so the keys one and the gold and silver one for the left, the padlock for the right, if it's too much cover the top with the shirt... The ear cuffs can be two to one ear, near the top, right ear. Jacket open, and the Dolce&Gabana ring goes on your right. You'd need to mess up your hair a lil too. Just shake like a wet Bolthund, and run your fingers through it."

"Actually, how ok are you with painting your nails? This fit could go harder. I'm thinking steel grey and a silverish shade of blue."

[k1nky-fool]

In Alis Fulminum

Part 1: Canere Cum Fulmine

Masterlist

Ibis x OC! Sparrow

Rating: Teen

Warnings: mentions of losing a sibling in an accident many years ago. Pretty fluffy otherwise.

Taglist: happy birthday to @sevikasstressball

-Ibis-

Of all the things Ibis expected from the young, human, mage, being such a fast learner wasn't one of them. Admittedly, he could likely attribute Callum's eagerness to learn with the inevitable time limit they would be faced with, but did not know the details of just yet.

"There's still no word from Ezran, is there?" Callum asked while the two of them took a brief break from practicing.

"I can assure you that you will be the first to know when there are any messages at all from Katolis." Ibis said, "If we're lucky, we'll know when it enters the atmosphere."

"Lucky how?" Callum asked.

"In your first trip to Xadia, did you not stumble upon any of the Nuntii?"

"The Nuntii? Can't say we did." He said, "Why? What's a Nuntii?"

"The Ventus Foedrium Nuntii are a league of Skywing messengers." Ibis explained. "Most of which were born with wings, and if they weren't, they have some other magical means to travel through the wind. Though, you might have imagined, adding Human kingdoms to their routes will be a difficult process."

"They're the Xadian version of Carrier Crows." Callum connected.

"Ah- something like that, I imagine." Ibis offered weakly, but really, he didn't want to admit he had no idea what Callum meant by a "carrier crow."

"So, it might be a while before we hear anything at all?"

"Well, I know at least one Nuntii that will most definitely try it, no matter the risks." Ibis stared off into the sunset, knowing he probably sounded quite exasperated about her. "If anyone is carrying your message, it will be her."

"She'd go to Katolis?"

"Eagerly." Ibis laughed, knowing with how fast she worked, she'd likely be there now. "There hasn't been a single city in Xadia she can't find a friend. I'm sure she'll take making friends in Katolis as a challenge."

Callum looked a little uneasy about the idea. "I know things are changing between human kingdoms and Xadia, but I know not everyone is as excited as Ezran to open the border."

The boy did have a good point. "Admittedly, she can be a little… much, but if humans are looking for a heartwarming introduction to Xadia, I can’t think of anyone better.”

Callum paused for a moment, but kept his thoughts to himself.

“How about we take this next spell from the Draconic.” Ibis suggested. “The rune is known to be troublesome.”

“What does the spell do?”

Ibis considered telling him, but he also knew magic got easier the more Draconic someone could actually speak and understand. “How about this, if you can figure out what the spell does based on the Draconic, I’ll take you to Shiverglades to show you how Skywing caravans use magic in daily life.”

“Caravans?”

“Yes. Skywings are typically nomadic.” Ibis explained. “Most Skywings travel in caravans throughout Xadia. I know my home caravan will be by the Shiverglades tomorrow.”

“Alright, hit me with the Draconic!”

“Ventum Circulo.”

“Ventum is for wind, the same as Ventis-” Callum deduced. “And the word circle comes from the Draconic word Circulo, so I guess it’s probably supposed to create a circle of wind like a tornado or something?”

“Draconic is correct, but your guess for the spell’s purpose is wrong.” Ibis noted. “However, I will admit that your guess aligns better, so I will accept it.”

“Yes-” A crack of thunder split across the sky, making Callum jump. “What was that!?”

Ibis scanned the skyline to find exactly what he was looking for. Or rather who. “I believe your message has entered the atmosphere, young mage.”

Callum followed as Ibis darted toward the pinnacle of the spire. “Where are you going?”

“I have to catch her.” Ibis answered simply, much to Callum’s confusion.

Ibis waited as he saw her begin to slow down with a wind spell, but she spotted him, and let herself freefall. Ibis held out his hand which she caught and swung around and landed gracefully in his arms. “Welcome back, Sparrow.”

“Good to be back.” She grinned as he set her down. “Flawless landing at the Storm Spire, as always.” Sparrow straightened her shirt from the flight, and turned to Callum with a surprised look. “You must be King Ezran’s brother!”

Callum was about to answer, but she was pulling her bag off her back and shuffling through scrolls, only to pick one out and hand it to him. “From Katolis, marked with importance, but not urgence. King Ezran was pretty insistent that you not worry too much about being absent from the court. Queen Anya of Duren was visiting when I arrived, and she wanted me to add Duren’s capital to my route. Oh! And the Crown Guard, Soren, recommended that I add the Moon Nexus to my route. I was surprised they were so receptive, Madam Calia was almost certain I’d be shot out of the sky.” Sparrow was as long winded as ever, definitely spurred on by the excitement of new kingdoms and new friends. “I also have some messages for your aunt Amaya at the Lux Aurea camp if you want to add anything to my inventory.”

The boy looked at her with intrigue, likely only ever seeing one or two Skywings in his life. “Ibis said your name was-”

“Sparrow.” She nodded, “Like the bird. Same as Ibis, like the bird. A lot of Skywings are named after birds.” she realized in real time, her mind running a mile a minute. “By the way, The Silvergrove is also on my route before here, and I believe there’s a message for a Moonshadow by the name of Rayla? Ethari said she’d be here too.”

“Oh! Yeah, she is. She’s just, umm… This way.” Callum gestured for her to follow him and she did, as Ibis followed after her. “So, Ibis said you’re a Nuntii?”

“Aye. I’m a member of the Ventus Foedrium Nuntii."

"The… Wind Alliance of Messengers?" Callum figured out.

"So Ibis is a good teacher!" Sparrow laughed with a playful jab to him. "We work the mail system across Xadia. And now I get to go to human kingdoms too!"

It seems Ibis was right about her excitement to travel to human kingdoms.

"You didn't deal with any trouble there?" Callum asked.

"King Ezran was sure to introduce me to the court with friendship. And I already met General Amaya and Commander Gren on my last pass through Lux Aurea." Sparrow explained. "My introduction to Queen Anya might have been strange, but it was productive. Your brother is very kind, Prince Callum."

"You don't have to call me Prince. I'm just regular Callum."

"Sure thing, regular Callum." Sparrow joked. Callum was about to speak up again, but she spotted Rayla and jumped ahead to meet her.

"Oh boy, a Nuntii. What curse have you brought me today?" Rayla groaned, sitting up while Zym continued to wrestle with an unfortunate plant.

"I always hope it's good news, but I never know with items from the Silvergrove." Sparrow handed her a scroll with only one parchment in it. Rayla didn't take it right away, eying Sparrow suspiciously. To her credit, Sparrow wasn't phased by it.

Ibis didn't even blame Rayla for her skepticism. Sparrow was definitely quite extreme, despite what her appearance indicates. She's nearly the same size as Rayla despite being only a few years younger than Ibis himself, and round, gray, eyes with a bright smile could only communicate a docile nature to so many people.

She eventually took the scroll from Sparrow, but walked away with it. Callum followed her, leaving Ibis and Sparrow with Zym.

"I also have a gift from your friend, Barius, for Prince Azymondias." Sparrow reached into her bag and pulled out an item that was wrapped in brown wax paper. Of course it was a raspberry jelly tart, but it did seem to be vaguely bigger than the last one that the baker had the chance to give him in person to account for the prince's growth in the last two months.

Sparrow was always a picture of softness that was a rare find in Xadia. Three, loose braids of white hair spilled over her shoulders and back and fell just above her waist. Her wings had a wide span with billowy white feathers that gently brushed the ground on occasion when they were folded up. The trim Nuntii uniform looked good on her and complimented her soft sky blue skin.

Ibis could never place a reason, but the spire always felt more peaceful when she was here. Like she was the last piece of the puzzle of what Ibis loved about being here.

"I'll find Pyrrah and Queen Zubeia later." She turned to face Ibis now with a warm smile.

Ibis relaxed now that she was here. "How was your trip? Anything interesting since your last visit here?"

"Well, I got to meet humans in Lux Aurea while they begin setting up the temporary camp. The human general is deaf, and Kazi gave me a book so I could learn Katolis Sign Language. Nyx caught me above the Midnight Desert, but I think she learned her lesson from last time that getting electrocuted out of the sky isn't very fun." Sparrow explained, "I actually got to talk to someone at the Silvergrove instead of just stumbling through trees until I found the hidden checkpoint. He wasn't even very awkward about it, he just had some instructions and tipped me with some food. Drakewood still hates me, but I didn't get caught. Madam Calia found me in the Black Tundra and asked if I was crazy enough to go to Katolis, of course I am, so that's how I now have the most circular route in the whole continent!"

Her excitement was contagious, and Ibis couldn't help but smile along with her. The two of them gravitated towards their usual routine when she got here. He'd sit down with Sparrow and help her with taking down her hair, brushing it out and rebraiding it. While he was behind her, he usually checked up on her injured wing, even though they both knew nothing could be done to fix it, he still liked to make sure it wasn't hurt any more by a mishap on her route.

"What's been going on here at the spire since I've been gone?" Sparrow asks.

"It's never been more lively. Queen Zubeia is overjoyed that her son has returned. Even in the decade or so I've been a liaison between elves and dragons, she's never been this happy. It's nice to see her with so much hope for the future." Ibis said, brushing through her hair.

"And the human mage?" She asked, "How's he doing?"

"I worry I might fall short in my efforts to teach him. Callum couldn't be a better student if he tried." He expressed honestly, "The boy has a perfect memory for visuals. I don't think I've ever seen him make a mistake on a rune. He understands the Draconic like he expects Katolis to be speaking it fluently when he returns. It's taking him half the time it took me to learn the baseline for his studies."

Sparrow leans back against him as he holds an unfinished braid in his hand. "Well, if anyone can teach him, it's the Master of the Four Winds." She teases.

"Why is it that when you say it, my title sounds like it's a criminal charge?"

"Why? Planning on getting into trouble?" She asks playfully, making him laugh.

"Only as much as is necessary, Sparrow." He says, "Though, I don't know how much trouble the Tempestum will be able to handle when I introduce Callum to them."

"You're taking Callum to meet your home caravan?"

"I want to show him how magic is used in everyday life, and if I'm going to take a human with me into a Skywing caravan, I want it to be a group I trust." Ibis explained.

Sparrow nodded as he finished braiding her hair. "What if I came with you?"

Ibis couldn't help but freeze as she fell back against him without a care in the world. Bringing a fellow Skywing with him back to his home to meet his caravan had… certain implications. Not that he thought she was trying to imply anything, it's just that his home would definitely see it that way.

It's not like she didn't know what it would look like to them. Ibis has met the Tripudius caravan, though Sparrow wasn't with him, it would have the same implications if she were the one bringing him to meet her home. He knows she's met the Tempestum already, but it was different for him to bring her with him.

"Why do you want to come with me?" He asked.

"It's been a while since I've come across them." She said, "But I know they're traveling up the Caligo Riverbank and will be at the edge of the Shiverglades tomorrow. We could stop by Lux Aurea, let him see his aunt before meeting the Tempestium. And if I don't meet up with them now, my route won't collide with their path for another month and a half, so the few items I have for members won't be delivered for a while."

Sparrow made a fair point. Despite her whimsical nature, no matter how much she denies it, her penchant for efficiency is undeniable. Callum has also been cooped up around the spire for nearly a month already, and visiting his aunt might be a good break for him. Rayla was also unofficially taking up the mantle of a Dragonguard, so it's not like the spire would be defenseless without him even if Zubeia and Pyrrah were out of commission or even just busy.

"You know how it'll look to them if you were to accompany me." Ibis says, honestly.

"I'm sure they're not unreasonable. There's always gossip, but the Tempestum has always been better about not making assumptions." She shrugs off, "Besides, I have business there. I have a couple things to deliver, and I have to speak to the elders anyway to get an update on their pathway."

To be fair, it's not like Ibis didn't want to bring her with him. In fact, making a day out of flying to his home caravan with his apprentice and close friend sounded quite wholesome in a way. "I think you should come with us. At the very least, it'll be efficient."

Sparrow's smile was always heartwarming. "Can I rest here tonight?"

"Always. Though, Callum has the guest quarters right now. There are available beds with the Dragonguard quarters."

"Works for me!" Sparrow hopped up, giving Zym an affectionate scratch on the head. "Young Prince, can you help me find your mother and Pyrrah?" Zym yipped and guided her toward where he last saw his mother.

Callum and Rayla found him only a few minutes later. Rayla stood farther away against the wall while Callum came to notify him that King Ezran and the court of Katolis could give him another month to train with Ibis before he had to return. While that would normally be an outrageous request, with how fast Callum was learning, that would be more than enough time. Besides, once the foundation of how to find spells was laid, Sky magic was best learned by personal discovery.

“Say, I got a question about Sparrow.” Callum prefaced, looking for approval from Ibis first.

“Of course.”

“Are you two- Like are you and her… together?”

That was definitely not the question he was expecting from Callum. “We- No, we’re friends… If I might inquire, what makes you ask?”

“Oh! Well, it’s not that important, I guess you just remind me of someone.” Callum shrugged off, but couldn't shake Ibis' questioning stare. “It’s just that-... you talk about her the same way my dad talked about my mom. And then she just dropped out of the sky like she trusts you with her life, and you caught her no problem. I guess if you’re not together, it just means you’ve been friends for a long time.”

“Ah, I see. Sparrow has been a friend of mine for nearly a decade now, but our relationship is purely platonic.” He explained simply, and while Rayla seemed satisfied with the answer, Callum only seemed to accept it because it was the answer that was given. Callum’s expressions were always easy to read, but Ibis couldn’t help but wonder why he made the connection that he did.

Ibis had built up this friendship with Sparrow for a few years before they got anywhere near as in sync as they were today. That catch at the pinnacle took nearly a whole year to get down. There had been years of her visiting the spire on her route and spending the night here, and both her and Ibis spending all their time together before she took off on her way. At some point between their meeting and now, there had to have been a shift that made it clear to observers that they were something other than friends.

Even after knowing Sparrow for nearly ten years now, Ibis had to admit that she was possibly the closest friend of his. He’d known Pyrrah for nearly the same amount of time, but she always kept him at wing’s length. He’d spoken to the Dragonguard before the Dark Mage’s attack. Lain and Tiadrin were always kind and happy to see him, but even back then, Ibis made a habit of arriving at the Storm Spire a day or so before he knew Sparrow would be arriving so he could catch her at the pinnacle. Perhaps they simply related to each other and spoke to each other more than they gravitated towards anybody else.

Still, Ibis knew at the end of the day that he trusted Sparrow.

-Sparrow-

She really wishes it were easier to hug Queen Zubeia. Like Ibis said, it's been years since she was this happy, and it's a treasure to see her so hopeful for the future. The official business was quick, but she expected to see more as the alliance with Katolis proceeded.

"Have you and Ibis caught up yet, Sparrow?" Zubeia asked politely as Sparrow wrapped up her papers.

"Well, he caught me out of the sky, so naturally we spoke. Messages for Callum, Rayla, and even a gift for Prince Azymondias were already handled. I just have a gift for Pyrrah from the young Crown Guard left."

"Nothing for Ibis? Not even personally?" Zubeia teased.

"Wow, nearly a decade since Ibis and I met, and you're still on about setting us up." Sparrow teased back.

"Please, Sparrow. He looks at you like you're made of gold and jewels." She points out.

"Respectfully, I don't believe you, but regardless, Ibis and I are good friends and we're happy that way." Sparrow began making her way to the Pyrrah's room.

"You know when he was a traveling liaison, he would always come here a day before your arrival just to be sure he could catch you at the pinnacle." Zubeia said, making Sparrow stop.

"He did?"

"I remember the Moonshadows, Lain and Tiadrin, making a game of it. How long would it take from Ibis' arrival until you would land. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he was watching the sky for your fulminum."

The thought did give her pause, but she couldn't deny that she'd do the same if she could find him that easily. Her fulmine spell made it very easy to find her, and since he knew her route, no matter where Ibis was, he could tell what part of her route she was on no matter where he was when he saw the lightning bolt.

They often ran into each other by accident as well. Ibis and her had often stumbled upon each other at various dragon dwellings, but no matter what, they always met up at the Storm Spire.

"I find the idea flattering, your majesty, but Ibis is simply a good friend of mine." She bowed and bid her farewell, heading to Pyrrah’s den.

It seems that the Crown Guard knows enough about Pyrrah’s tastes in shiny objects to give her a cluster of crystals he found on his trip back to Katolis. At the very least she was happy to have the gift.

With the completion of her deliveries, she was free until the morning. Sparrow made her way up to the pinnacle and took out her journal to kill time, writing down the deliveries, and who she had met since she didn’t have the time to write much in Katolis.The sun was setting now, and setting the sky ablaze with orange and pink streaks. The wind that she’d relied on to slow herself down had softened to a slight breeze, and the atmosphere was laying in wait for something interesting to happen just as she was.

“I thought you might have headed here.” She expected Ibis to be the first to approach her, but the young human mage was a welcome voice.

“It’s a nice spot.” She answered. “You just up here skygazing, or can I do something for you?”

“Can I have both?” Callum asked, to which Sparrow couldn’t help but laugh.

“Of course. Take a seat.” Sparrow offered. “What can I do for you?"

"Ibis said you had a spell that you created. I didn't know you could do that."

"Oh!" Sparrow pointed to the Draconic Rune that decorated her left shoulder. "Technically I found it, not created it."

Callum inspected the rune carefully. "How do you find a spell?"

"I take it Ibis tells you the spell, and you learn what it does, aye?" Sparrow asked.

"Pretty much. Usually it's the rune, then the words, and then I find out what it does." He confirmed.

"Well, you find a spell by working backwards without much of a guide." She flipped to the very first page in her journal and handed it over to Callum.

The pages were littered with words in Common Xadian and Draconic translations. And notes on what each of the spells did when paired with various Draconic runes.

Canere Cum Fulmine - To Sing With Lightning

My voice sounded like thunder, but there weren’t any other effects.

Canere Canticum Tempestatis - To Sing the Song of the Storm

Voice became loud and nearly struck myself with lightning. Though the storm seemed to move with my voice.

Avem Cantis Cum Fulminum - The Bird Sings With Lightning

Stretching my current knowledge of Ancient Draconic, and not getting very far. Mixed the effects of the first two attempts. Still not close to my goal.

Sparrow remembered those first few attempts well. That was really all the Draconic she knew, and her only means of vetting the rune drawing process was by seeing what worked and what didn’t. It was a miracle she only knew words relating to voices, since that’s all she really knew from her time singing and dancing with her caravan.

Equitare Cum Fulmine - To Ride With Lightning

I received a book to help with the Draconic translations. I am much closer than any previous attempts! I can appear where lightning is currently striking, but no way of aiming or choosing the bolt.

Receiving that book was definitely the last thing she needed. It was the first book that her dear Sunfire friend, Kazi, had ever given her. They helped her come up with a few more suggestions on runes and how to find the correct one for what she needed.

Corpus Fulminum - Body of Lightning

Unfortunately, Knowledge wasn’t the only thing Sparrow needed. The page was completely blank, and Callum’s clever observation didn’t spare his curiosity.

“What happened here?” He asked, and although she was expecting the question, Sparrow knew it wasn’t fun to lose the innocence of curiosity.

Still, better that he learned this lesson the easy way. “You know that magic can be dangerous?”

“I’ve seen Dark Magic do terrible things, but you practice Primal Magic, right?”

“Aye, that I do.” She couldn’t help but laugh sadly. “What you must understand about magic, Primal included, is that any power in the wrong hands can do irreparable damage.”

“Xadia has evil mages?”

“Well, some. But not all damage is intentional.” She explained. “Sometimes, even the most studious, selfless, and eager hands can cause harm just by the unfortunate curse of inexperience.”

“Your wing.” Callum realized. “You hurt it while creating this spell, didn’t you?”

“I wish it was just my wing.” Sparrow pulled her bookmark from somewhere in the back of the book and placed it on the blank page. It was a sketch her mother made several decades ago. Sparrow had fallen asleep with her newly adopted little brother tucked under her wing like a blanket, which gave their mother a good amount of time to finish the sketch. “It’s taken a long time for me to heal, Callum. I know now that it wasn’t my fault, and that nothing could have prepared me for the accident, but I don’t think hurting like that just goes away over time.”

Callum wiped his eyes on his sleeve. “What was their name?”

“His name was Nebulum.” Sparrow answered as she remembered him vividly, as though they were still playing by the boulders. “Callum, I’m not telling you this to scare you off of taking challenges. I think that Ibis can tell you what sort of spells you're not ready for until he’s taught you everything he knows.”

“Then why are you telling me?” He asked. “It can’t be easy to talk about him.”

“Easy? No. I’m telling you because when Ibis is done teaching you, you’ll have to assess the risks on your own.” She said, “And, that even when you mess up-” Sparrow turned the page to the next two attempts.

Alis Fulmine - Wings With Lightning

I can now aim where I appear, but this is still not right. The Lightning only covers my wings instead of carrying me.

In Alis Fulminum - On the Wings of Lightning

Success.

“You won’t abandon The Arcanum.”

“And you’re still flying. Even after all this and your injured wing.”

“I love to fly, and so did he.” Sparrow hummed. “When I ride the Fulminum, it’s like he’s right there with me.”

“What does it do? In Alis Fulminum?”

“Why tell you when I can show you on our way to the Shiverglades tomorrow?”

“Sure! Can’t wait to see it.” Callum darted up. “Oh, and thank you, Sparrow.”

“Of course.” She bid him goodnight as he made his way back down the spire.

[wikixadia-kazi]

Hi Kazi Do dragons have a code they follow by like let's say a life debt?

As far as I can tell, it used to be a much more popular practice for dragons and royalty, and even further back, it can be seen in groups like the Golden Knights of Lux Aurea, and even in the Ventus Foedrium Nuntii.

Though, I don't believe any life debt is currently in practice of any dragons. I do however see that some like to promise aid to those they feel they have wronged. Think of the human Crown Guard, Soren's friendship with the Fire Dragon, Pyrrah. There is no life debt, but the two of them have some sort of mutual agreement that if one is in need of aid, they may ask their friend for help and it is promised.

[gatorbeast]

PROJECT SWEETBEAST SUMMARY

so you’ve heard of project sweetbeast but don’t know what’s going on with it? here’s a quick summary of what’s happened so far (what i’m calling chapter 1). yipee. the whole thing is told through tumblr and is a sort of interactive story multimedia ARG deal. check it out at @project-sweetbeast

(also i’m making a carrd with the entire transcript of chapter 1 for ease of reading, it’s a wip but should be done soon. but i think this is helpful for now)

PART I: RANGY DOCTOR

at the very beginning, a blog appears online called project-sweetbeast, and it starts sending out cryptic messages. here is the first one:

< NUNTII DEVICE TEST v.X1002 >

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SEARCHING FOR CONNECTIVITY

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EXTERNAL STIMULUS NEEDED

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CONNECTION STATUS: WEAK

after some people interact with the site, asking it if there’s anyone there, eventually someone responds. he seems someone frantic and surprised the message sent, and asks the viewers where he ended up. they tell him he is being broadcasted onto a website. he replies that he is broadcasting this from a sort of alternate dimension, then draws a self portrait for the viewers to see.

he says his name is Dr. Hazard, and he says he is a scientist that studies portal anomalies, and now he lives inside the place these portal networks are connected to. this place is called the Lost and Found, and is a sort of “limbo” where anomalies and supernatural occurrences/reality breaking oddities go to “even out” the natural balance and keep the normal world safe.

he has little conversations with the viewers and tells us a little more about his world. there are no humans, his world is inhabited by diverse animal-like humanoids called madgers (basically furries.) he also explains that portal travel is dangerous, and that anyone who goes in becomes transformed. there are two things a madger can become when they transform:

MADGREMS are madgers who have come to the Lost and Found by accident, not with their consent. these look mostly like their previous selves except for some color changes and reality bending properties.

MASKIES are madgers who have come to the Lost and Found on purpose, with their consent. they look similar to madgrems, but their faces are masks of any shape. they are required to keep this mask on by law to prevent “mass death and destruction”. Dr. Hazard is also a maskie, as well as all characters except one encountered so far.

there is also no way out of the Lost and Found- once you’re there, you’re there forever, and you can’t travel in between portals. it turns out that so many madgers have gone here, it’s been colonized and civilized, and whole cities are built out of this “flipside world”.

Hazard explains that there is a big problem going on that he needs our help with. something has put the Lost and Found off balance and portals are being opened up constantly, with pure energy and chaos leaking out into the normal world more frequently. if this happens too much, both the normal world and the Lost and Found could be completely destroyed. his job is to find out the cause of this and stop it before it’s too late, and he needs our help.

but before he can explain further, he is cut off by the device he uses to communicate powering down. he explains it automatically teleports to a nearby energy hotspot and that he will be looking for the device and that hopefully, no one interacts with it in the meantime. he also says to keep sending messages so that he can track its location, and says goodbye to the viewers.

PART II: THE SCARLET COUNTRY

of course, someone interacts with the device. more like someones.

the device sends out a keysmash, and the viewers ask who’s there, leading to the camera being turned on, revealing the device being inside someone’s mouth. a maskie is yelling at the person we’re in the mouth of to “drop it” and to “stop eating things off the ground”. they reveal themselves as Grimley, the one who tried to eat the device, a big dudebro himbo kinda guy, and begal, the smaller, grumpier one who was scolding him, wearing a cloak. Grimley is excited and talks to the viewers without questioning the fact they’re from an alternate dimension, while Begal thinks it’s just a prank and brushes it off. Begal let’s the viewer know they’re in a “stuck together” situation thanks to something called the Farley Program where older maskies teach newcomers the ropes of living in the Lost and Found.

They also tell the viewers that they’re heading to a place called the “Scarlet Country”, which is the first big city Grimley has ever been to. they enter this huge enclosed tree filled bright flashy urban crazy city, and Begal leaves Grimley with some money and the device and the viewers are left to talk to him and suggest where he should go next. He talks with the viewers and gets to know them a bit. everything’s going fine until someone asks him if he knows any “tricks”, and he takes off his mask, revealing a horrifying unsettling distorted face underneath. he seems pretty proud of himself.

he heads to a store and picks up some goods, until he gets stopped by two officers and gets handcuffed. Yikes.

PART III: SMELLS LIKE STARDUST

Grimley is completely taken aback and asks why he’s being arrested, and they tell him it’s because he took off his mask. he is in the midst of being driven to some sort of headquarters when he tries to contact Begal with the device, but in the chaos he drops the device and it falls stories and stories down into who knows where and we lose contact with him.

Soon, though, someone new contacts the device.

An unknown stranger, really excited and talking strangely, starts talking to the viewers through the device about wanting to be their friend and being really cryptic and goofy in general. he reveals his name is Farley, and he’s some sort of weird reality bending critter in between the void. he keeps spouting nonsense until he shows the viewers a cool trick: he hacks two other blogs and speaks through them. he keeps talking to the viewers and having fun entertaining them, and reveals he’s basically been alive since the beginning of time and is some sort of extremely powerful entity. he eventually learns that Grimley has been arrested and gets very upset. he says he was the first person he met and that he’s a great guy and is now determined to get him out of jail, but needs to talk to his “bestest friend” to get him out. he promptly disappears

The device eventually picks up a conversation between Farley and a new person, and they’re arguing over whether it’s safe to let Grimley out of prison or not. the new person is very close to Farley and is insistent on him staying careful and safe, and doesn’t want to take any risks. Farley remarks on how he’s changed.

Suddenly, the stranger hears the viewers on the device and asks Farley to bring the device to him. a viewer says he would rather not, and he tells them “since when we’re you the one in control?” he then reveals himself as Dewey Stardust, some sort of famous entertainer with lots of status and power, good friends with Farley. He talks to the viewers, explaining that he’s a sort of figurehead for the police but actually dislikes them, and that he has no evil intentions with the device but is curious.

And that’s chapter 1!

[vladdocs]

ENG: 1457 , November 23, Sigishoara. Mihail Silagi certifies the end of the conflict between the Voivode Vlad Dragula and Brasov, and asks the Brasovians to preserve and not disturb the established peace. RU: 1457 , 23 ноября , Сигишоара. Михаил Силаги удостоверяет прекращение конфликта между воеводой Владом Драгулей Цепешем и Брашовым, и просит брашовян мир налаженных хранить и не нарушать. _____ The letter: "Nos Michael Zylagy de Horogzeg, banus Machouiensis et capitaneus Nandoralbensis notum facimus tenore praesentium significantes quibus expedit universis, quod cum nos cum serenissimo principe et domino domino Ladislao dei gratia regni Hungariae et cetera rege domino nostro gratioso super quibusdam differentiis inter maiestatem suam et nos exortis per medium venerabilis viri domini Alberti praepositi Agriensis vicecancellarii regii ad treugas pacis, quae paci perpetuae praeambula esse consueverunt, a praesenti festo sanetae Clementis papae1) usque ad festum purificationis sanetae Mariae virginis2) devenissemus. Volumus ut huiusmodi treugae non solum a nobis et nostris sed etiam ab omnibus nobis adhaerentibus firmiter observentur. Et ob hoc factum differentiarum quae exortae fuerunt inter illustrem bominum Wlad vaivodam Transalpinum, fratrem nostrum, ad una ac inter prubentes viros iudicem et iuratos ceterosque cives et inhabitatores civitatis Brassouiensis et terrae Barcza ab alia partibus intercepimus ipsasque partes per medium nuntiorum suorum utputa Stoyka, Stan et Dan ipsius Wlad vaivodae et venerabilem Johannem, plebanum de Brassouia ita concordavimus, quod huiusmodi nuntii et oratores utriusque partis ad manus iuraverunt, quod infra tempus praedictarum treugarum et ultra quousque aliud a maiestate regia ipsi cives Brassouienses non habuerint in commissis semper quiete et pacifice vivent sibique ipsis mutuo nulla dampna nullaque impedimenta inferrent nec inferri faciant. Quod quia dicta civitas Brassouiensis et inhabitatores terrae Barcza quendam Dan, qui se pro vaivoda Transalpino gerit in eorum medio non tenebunt neque fovebunt, sed de eorum medio relegabunt et compellent. Nos itaque pro praefato Wlad fratre nostro dictis civitati Brassouiensi et terrae Barcza ac inhabitatoribus eorundem promisimus et promittimus praesentium literarum testimonio, quod Wlad vaivoda pacem et treugas huiusmodi observabit et faciet observari. Si vero in aliquo per se vel suos contrarium contingeret nos id reformare tenebimini et reformabimus. Si vero ex parte praefatorum civium et inhabitatorum terrae Barcza conventio fieret ipsi cives modo simili id emendare et reformare teneantur. Et post reditum dictorum nuntiorum suorum sigillo dictae civitatis secreto literas praesentium videlicet reversales pro praefato Wlad vaivodae conficere et emanare facere teneantur. In < > huius altamsecus fiendis cuius videlicet partis culpa res turbari contingeret. Sciendum erit semper conscire praefati domini Johannis plebani cuius conscientiam in hoc parte constituimus onerari harum nostrarum vigore et testimonio literarum mediante. Datum in Segeswar in festo beati Clementis papae, anno domini Mo CCCCo LVIIo". 1) November 13. 2) Februar 2.

[queenfredegund]

MEROVINGIAN REGINAE | Audovera Regina († af. 580)

Probably the first chief wife of Chilperich I Rex, to whom she bore three sons, Theodebert Rex, Merovech Rex and Chlodovech Rex, and at least one daughter, Basina II Regina.

According to Gregorius of Tours, she was the most influential wife of Chilperich before the year 567, as the mother of three sons. 

“Habebat autem tunc Chilpericus tres filius de Audovera priore regina sua, id est Theudoberthum, cui supra meminimus, Merovechum atque Chlodovechum.

Chilperic had three sons by one of his earlier consorts, Audovera: these were Theudebert, about whom I have told you already, Merovech and Clovis.”

DLH, IV, 28. De uxoribus Chilperici

As the wife of Chilperich, she might have lived in Sexonas (Soissons), the capital city of his regnum. Even if stories have made her the archenemy of Fredegund Regina, Gregorius never said a word about a potential hatred between the two women: they must have had cordial relations as Audovera was already the mother of three sons, when Fredegund did not have any son yet. 

In 567, as Chilperich asked for the hand of the wisigothic princess Galswintha, a special request from King Athanagild of Toledo forced him to get separate of all his precedent wives in order to marry his daughter. Therefore, Audovera was officially dismissed alongside the others women of the harem and retired in an unknown place, perhaps with her daughter Basina.

“Quod videns Chilpericus rex, cum iam plures haberet uxores, sororem eius Galsuintham expetiit, promittens per legatus se alias relicturum, tantum condignam sibi regisque prolem mereretur accipere.

When he saw this, King Chilperic sent to ask for the hand of Galswinth, the sister of Brunhild, although he already had a number of wives. He told the messengers to say that he promised to dismiss all the others, if only he were considered worthy of marrying a King’s daughter of a rank equal to his own.”

DLH, IV, 28. De uxoribus Chilperici

Even if little is known about the rest of her life, we can assumed that she lived on her estates, probably near Rotomagus (Rouen) or perhaps Ecolisina (Angoulême). An apocryph tale said she retired herself in a nunnery of Ceromannos (Le Mans), but is based on a later legend and could perhaps be a confusion with Ingoberga Regina. She apparently kept contact with her sons, despite the fact that they grew up at their father’s court, and was especially involved in the career of her son Merovech after the death of her firstborn, Theodebert, on the battlefield.

“Ineuntes autem proelium, Theodoberthus evictus in campo prosternitur, et ab hostibus exanime corpus, quod dici dolor est, spoliatur. Tunc ab Aunulfo quodam collectus ablutusque ac dignis vestibus est indutus et ad Ecolisinensim civitatem sepultus.

Battle was joined; Theudebert was beaten and killed; his dead body was despoiled by his enemies, which is sad to have to relate. It was later picked up by a certain Aunulf, washed and wrapped in decent vestments. Theudebert was buried in the city of Angoulême.”

DLH, IV, 50. Quod Chilpericus cum Guntchramno foedus iniit

In 575, Audovera may have been a part of a conspiration with the help of Bishop Praetextatus of Rotomagus, the godfather of her second son, in order to promote the political status of Merovech: after the death of Sigebert I Rex, his widow Brunehilde had been exiled to Rotomagus under the supervision of Chilperich, and was thus a good opportunity for the young prince. Therefore, Audovera and Praetextatus managed to expedite a wedding between the two of them, perhaps in the hope that Merovech could then claim lands and power by himself.

“Ipsi vero simolans ad matrem suam ire velle, Rodomago petiit; et ibi Brunichilde reginae coniungitur, ea quoque sibi in matrimonio sociavit.

Under the pretext of visiting his mother Audovera, he next moved to Rouen. There he joined Queen Brunhild and made her his wife.”

DLH, V, 2. Quod Merovechus Brunechilde accepit

However, as this wedding was not only an act of treason, but also contrary to canon law, that decision infuriated Chilperich, who then captured Merovech and forced him to get separate of Brunehilde. After having sent her back to her son Childebert, the rex had his son tonsured and locked in a monastery for some months. It is unknown if Audovera was specifically threatened as well, or if she stayed in her retreat like before. 

Nevertheless, she continue to lose gradually her influence throughout the years: in 577, she indeed lost both her alleged ally, Bishop Praetextatus, against whom Chilperich brought charges before a council of bishops who finally sentence him into exile, and her son Merovech, who eventually killed himself in order to preserve his honor after having escape from his retirement but lost all his supporters. 

“Sed hic cum in hospitiolo quodam reteneretur, timens, ne ad vindictam inimicorum multas lueret poenas, vocatum ad se Gailenum familiarem suum, ait: 'Una nobis usque nunc et anima et consilium fuit; rogo, ne patiaris me in manibus inimicorum tradi, sed, accepto gladio, inruas in me’. Quod ille nec dubitans, eum cultro confodit. Advenientem autem regem, mortuos est repertus.

Merovech, who knew what they were up to and who was afraid that in their desire for vengeance his enemies would maltreat him in the most cruel way, called his servant Gailen to him. ‘Until this day’, said he, ‘we two have always shared the same intent and the same thoughts. I beg you not to allow me to fall into the hands of my enemies. Take my sword and kill me.’ Gailen did not hesitate for a moment. He killed Merovech with his own sword. When the King arrived Merovech was found dead.”

DLH, V, 18. De Praetextato episcopo et interitu Merovechi

After that, Audovera did not seem to be a part of politics anymore, even if she had still a living son, Chlodovech. That same Chlodovech however became more and more implicated in the reign of his father, especially since that 575 all the sons Chilperich had from Fredegund Regina kept dying from illness. Thereby, in 580, he was the only possible successor of his father and managed to threaten some of his enemies at court. 

This is probably due to this pretention that he was eventually accused of having collude with witches and used witchcraft on his step-brothers, in order to gain the whole regnum of his father. After a quick investigation led by the grieving Fredegund, the accusation was taking serious enough to requiring a real punishment: Chlodovech was stripped from his regalia, and jailed, where he was ultimately found stabbed in the heart; his concubine, accused of being a witch with her mother, was whipped and his household dispersed.

“Interea advenerunt nuntii ad regem, qui dicerent, quod ipse se ictu proprio perfodisset, et adhuc ipsum cultrum, de quo se perculit, in loco stare vulneris adfirmabant.

Messengers were sent off to the King to announce that Clovis had stabbed himself with his own hand; and they added the confirmatory detail that the knife with which he had struck the blow was still in the wound.”

DLH, V, 39. De interitu Chlodovechi

The execution of her last son, meant the last time we heard about Audovera. We also did not know if she was seriously implicated in the growth of his popularity, nor if she tried to having him spared from his father’s wrath. Even if a lots of scholars had concluded she was eventually murdered on Fredegund’s command, she simply disappeared from the sources. Moreover, a lot of translations actually spoke about her assassination based on a spelling error from a second manuscprit of the Decem Liber Historiae, which have made change the word “negata”, meaning “denying” in “necata”, meaning “being murdered”:

“Mater autem eius crudele morte negata [...].

His mother was murdered in the most cruel fashion.”

DLH, V, 39. De interitu Chlodovechi

Her real date of death is then unknown, as well as her burial.

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[eranthiss]

Don't mind Kats offering Arkē a nice big, fresh carrot grown at home (after making sure with Iris it was alright to give it to her).

GIVE

please?

Don't worry, those screeching noises are friendly. Mind your fingers, she's got Teeth for days.

[eranthiss]

Zinnia boops Iris -- wait. Why is she a Latias?

"Lemme guess, more illusion confoolery?"

You get away without getting bit!

[eranthiss]

Why does Hydreigon sound like That?

Rude.

[eranthiss]

Does your character remember names or faces easier?

Is your character preoccupied with money or material possession? Why or why not?

Which does your character idealize most: happiness or success?

Character Development hard mode?

Iris has a hard time with names in general- they don't stick in her head easy unless you're someone important to her or someone she's got a grudge against, no in-between. Faces, however, Iris is much better. If she's seen your face once and interacted with you for longer than five minutes she's near enough certain to be able to pick you out of a crowd with ease.

Iris has had to learn to budget very, very carefully. Mostly from irl experience with Drayden, she's absolute horseshit at classroom maths. Her dragons are very expensive to keep - especially the Hydreigons and Zweilous who are all obligate carnivores- but she's both got a well paying, salaried job and the backing of a extremely old and secure Dragon Tamers at her back, so she's never really had to worry much about money. Iris could be called materialistic quite easily, and you'd have a point- she kinda is ,but she's been raised to take meticulous care of her appearance, and is painfully conscious of how people view her, as she's in the public eye- so she can't avoid it.

Hands down, success. Iris takes her job as Acting Champion very, very seriously, and seems to have slipped into the mindset of "Unova's Safety and Interests before mine-" which means that she barely sleeps, eats in a strange regularity, and doesn't get many true social interactions anymore. Iris is the Unova Champion before she is a human, after all, and she swore she'd never let harm come to her region once more.

[eranthiss]

Echoes of the past with Cait

@hxraya

Send "Echoes of the past" for your muse to experience one of my muses memories in a vision/dream.

Mama stands behind you, in the greathall as you look up at Nanna's portrait. Your feet ache in your tegolo shoes, and your neck twinges as you crane your neck up to try and make eye contact with the portrait.

"That's what Nanna used to look like when she was... ah, if I remember right, twenty?"

She's got the same eyes as you- and apparently you bear quite a frightening resemblance to her. You... don't really care. You just want to go out with Deino and Arkē. There's fresh fruit in the orchards, and it's best picked off the vines.

Better yet, you'd like to fly out of this suffocating estate and its assorted mess of buildings and landscapes and not spend all your time trying to do things you really don't care for. You're ten. You just want to be normal.

"You know what they called her, don't you? "The Dragon Queen". Undefeatable Champion of two regions, and completely untouchable even back here." Her grip on your shoulders loosens, and she turns you to face her, crouching a little to meet your gaze, her silver eyes boring down into you. You don't look like your mother much. You both have purple hair and a similarly piercing gaze, but you suppose that's about it.

"At the beginning of next year, after you turn eleven, you will leave this country, and go to Unova. You are to become a understudy to their Eighth gym leader. I know you are a very capable battler-" Mama pats your shoulder. You know what it means. 'Control your abilities.' But you can't help it- you're scared, and it's far too much for you to contain. Of course it's going to leak out and stain the environment.

"-So I know you will do well. And remember, my daughter-"

She pauses, to push her hair back over her shoulders.

"You must always remain perfect. You must never let them see you cry. People will take any fault they see in you as weakness, and exploit it. Do not give anyone a reason to find fault with you."

[eranthiss]

What's Iris's animal motif?

The Honey Badger.

[eranthiss]

Boss Battle

Send me “Boss Battle”, and I’ll post the music that plays when your muse fights mine as a boss. Alternatively, send me “Reverse Boss battle”, and I’ll post the music that plays when my muse fights yours as a boss.

"Don't think I got to battle you before..."

[eranthiss]

Does Unova have a battle facility?

"There's the battle subway... The regular subway.... Uh, Mallwart, 8/12, and our busses are basically just a PvP enabled area against my best efforts."

"Oh, and the Bed, Bath and Beyond parking lot in Acumula."

[eranthiss]

Fight + Caitlin

Send "Fight" along with the name of a character you think would be interesting for mine to fight against.

"Yeah, I could fold her like a pretzel."

"Wait, you meant in battle? Sure, why the hell not. I was basically fighting for my life against her when I became Champion, but I'm actually strong enough to live up to my position as the Unova Champion. I'll be down in five."