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TDM 006
![]() ⏵ arrival ⏴ Arrival is absolutely not normal this month. Instead of a hospital bed, you wake in a tunnel with a large group of other people. These are the residents. A woman’s voice in an earpiece hurriedly clues you in with an apology. I apologize; I had not planned to introduce you this way, but we are low on time. Please proceed down the hallway. For everyone else, coming in is much the same. The instruction goes out to head to designated areas immediately, where companion bots will escort the residents of Etraya down into the depths, the area beneath where much the same is explained. ![]() ⏵ disrobing ⏴ The tunnel eventually opens directly into the foreroom of an expansive library, painted in marvelous hues and patterns with skylights far above. There are wizards milling about, bearded and holding tomes, quietly chatting amongst themselves. The reception area of the library has tall ceilings with equally tall doors Before you get too caught up in the scenery, a voice directs you forward. A gentleman, hunched and bespeckled craws out. "Make a line! Make a line, everyone! You cannot enter the library dressed as you are... Come forward and give me your name." The receptionist asks your given name and then hands over a box from underneath his counter. You can give him any name you want, he doesn’t seem to mind. It is tied with a tagged ribbon- labeling it accordingly. “The _____ robe of _______.”
As you read what the contents of the box may be, they form inside- Looking and behaving as your character expects them to. After all, magic is all in the wielder’s mind. Don your robes and enter the library. ![]() ⏵ unfamiliar familiars ⏴ For those without a familiar (like one hatched from an egg not too long ago) you may borrow one from the library counter. They all have strengths and weaknesses, but they will all assist in the very important mission. As you roam the library, they will make little indications that you are closer or further from finding a piece of the pearl.
![]() ⏵ the task at hand ⏴ With robes donned and creature in hand, you must now complete your mission. Find the pieces of the shattered pearl. As you enter the library, you may notice that it’s all very dim. There’s oil lamps around the place that may be moved with you to assist in your journey if your robes do not already emit light. Break off and search the library. There is a directory at the front to point guests to all the different sections.
Each section looks enough like the last, though the books within have immense power. Pick up the wrong book, and you might conjure a dragon or a historical figure! You must persist and avoid making too much noise or breaking too many things. Or else the Librarian, a tall mass of knotted fabric will confiscate your robe and usher you back outside. Your name will be struck from the list, and you must pick a new one to re-enter the library to continue the search. You can try to fight back against him- he may be set alight with the lamp. But should you be starting fires in here? Any thread with 15 comments between you and another may be submitted to find a piece of the pearl. There are 20 pieces altogether, and we will determine if the mission was successful by March 28th. A post will go live on the OOC comm for this! This mission occurs out of time, similar to how the spaceship had. Meaning, those currently in game can experience these events any time between now, and March 14th. Please direct all questions to our mod queries comment! |
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Connor's own robe is dripping and dribbling onto the floor around him, but he seems unbothered.]
Nothing yet. I am determined to find it.
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Doesn't that feel uncomfortable?
[ He's putting a pin in the determination regarding locating the pearls to comment on the state his companion finds himself. ]
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No, it does not. It is a Wet Robe of Hurting.
[As if that clarifies anything.]
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[ Who does it hurt? Who can it hurt? Can the water hurt?
He's taking a step back. ]
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[Connor reaches for the edge of his robe and a thorn slices into Connor's finger, causing some of his blue blood to bead at the edge of it.]
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[ Noting the blue blood, he works his jaw side-to-side. ]
So, are you an alien?
[ The question is quite casual, since he's encountered such before, but what bothers him is that a rough edge of the robe was enough to cut through skin(?). ]
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[And his hand is reaching again for the edge of the robe.]
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[ Vincent didn't have a chance to talk to the other Connor and generally didn't pay attention to people or things that didn't interest him enough. Or rather, to put it another way, he was figuring out his place and purpose in Etraya and blames others for not being interesting enough for him to pay attention. ]
... actually, yes, please. I'd love more tests.
[ 'Cause he's curious how much Connor will do for him. ]
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[Connor presses another finger back to the edge of his robe. A thorne pierces through Connor’s finger and more blue blood joins the growing puddle on the floor.]
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[ He makes another gesture for Connor to keep going, because well, it's good to see just how much of the robe is a danger to him and again, curiosity. ]
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[And here Connor goes, sliding another finger across the ridge of his coat and another thorn pierces his finger.]
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[ He hums. ]
You're not leaking anything important, are you? [ As fun as this is, he's knows that he's receiving too much and needs to balance the transaction. While it's always nice to be in the black, it's never good to be so far away from the red that a person gets cocky. ]
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[Which is not in his mission parameters, but if he's given continued commands to test, he will indeed test.]