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let's set d o w n some ([personal profile] groundrules) wrote in [community profile] westwhere2021-04-26 07:49 pm

sa-hareth | the imperious


Way hay’n’up she rises, early in the morning


But you’re short on time for belly shaving. In a brief window of weather opportunity, the long-stalled, majestic vessel Imperious has approached the port citadel of Sa-Hareth for discharge, bringing along the dregs of her reputation in slave trafficking. She docks at 00:49 of the morning, with the captain, a two-man delegation, the chief of vessel trade and several guards heading to customs to declare her merchandise, then liaise with high merchant Torsten.

Onboard the Imperius, they leave behind an ancient treasure Torsten’s eastern partners have commissioned for delivery to reinforce local undead warlord Unhalad — along with several captives, fit for sustenance.

And in the roiling sea, circling the vessel, restless ripples as ice storms stoke.


NEW CHARACTERS | HERE COMES THE FRESH (FISH) MEAT


• New characters find themselves aboard the vessel Imperious, in the last five to seven-day stretch of its voyage at sea. They come awake before a mirror in an otherwise wastefully deserted hall in the ship’s hull, to the sound of dying whispers.

• Captives are temporarily drained and missing abilities or memories. Players can use this to cap powers as much as needed so they don’t sink the ship! They will recover their bearings in two and four days, but may be brought back to feed the mirror periodically.

• Characters targeted to fuel the mirror again will spend a restless night of nightmares and hellish whispers prior. Memories of interacting with the mirror are nebulous. Those who recently faced it are given white masks during their recovery, which put them at ease. Those due to visit the mirror are offered red masks.

• At sea, characters are kept unarmed and captive. They reside communally and must wash the decks, sew sails, or cleanse and gut the fish catch.

• Sorcery aboard the Imperious allows characters to understand each other freely.


• While on deck, characters will notice a swarm of fishy pursuers — mermaids or their creature companions, who will attempt to hypnotically woo onlookers to bring them the mirror. Careful: they all have sharp fangs and appetites.

• Two days before scheduled docking, vicious snow storms engulf Sa-Hareth and ice the seas, delaying the Imperious’ discharge. The mermaids fall increasingly sick as they circle the vessel in the cold.

• After a time, the sea creatures return undead, feral and exclusively focused on the mirror, with some bodily throwing themselves against the ship in an attempt to submerge it to reach their target.

• Finally, the Imperious docks, with some crew and sentinels exiting for formalities. Within the hour, explosions can be heard outside, and parts of the Imperious catch fire, sending most guards to investigate and leaving captives less closely monitored.

• Run, fight your way out, find your dashing saviours, beware the fire and a sudden raid of (yes) humanoid undead aboard the vessel, jump into Sa-Hareths’ freezing embrace — just don’t fall overboard.

• Characters will need to steal or receive thralled translation quartz pieces to understand each other once they’re off the Imperious. Guards have some; rescuers will bring more.

• Inventory items can be recovered from the captain’s cabin.

Head here with all your mod questions!



EXISTING PARTY | YO HO HO AND A BOTTLE OF... FIRE

• Word of the Imperious’ voyage spreads, but the vessel is delayed from docking by worsening weather conditions.

• Ahead of the vessel’s discharge, characters may observe strange rippling in the water: mermaids and other sea creatures, circling the Imperious. They are alert, agitated, ready to hiss and claw if onlookers come near them. They speak incoherently of a coveted mirror.

• Private guards are trotting around the port at Torsten’s behest, wary of a second robbery. Heist participants scouting the port should cloak and shield themselves as much as possible.

• As the storms strike, the mermaids perish and return as undead. They grow exponentially violent as they hunt the mirror, actively trying to pull those who walk the piers into the water and shred them to pieces, to coat themselves in their living warmth.

• The storms let off enough for the Imperious to dock. Seagulls alert Su Xunxian of its discharge past midnight, with Karsa also sending word. Her people use the party’s 13,000 coins to set off minor explosions and fireworks in front the Imperious, starting small fires aboard the vessel.

• Characters can infiltrate the Imperious to rescue the captives in the cargo hull — an exhausted, confused and masked lot, who will need Karsa’s quartz pieces. Guards and slaves mention captives’ possessions are in the captain’s cabin.

• It’s about to get crowded on the Imperious. Sighted, now and then: Unhalad’s undead, Karsa and her cloaked people, Haltham and even some of Anurr’s deathless factions — recognisable because of their red sleeve arm tattoos. In the water, mermaids start brutally attacking the Imperious.

• Those who search the ship will find an eerie, raided hall, with a large shattered mirror.

• Return the captives to the House of Dew. The final fate of the Imperious is in your hands. Consider damage to the port!

• Go here with any mod questions!



OLD & NEW (AND MAYBE BLUE) CHARACTERS


Congratulations, you’re off the floating death trap. Characters can trot through the freezing Sa-Hareth, but beware the effects of long-term exposure to the magical cold: listlessness, fatigue, the urge to walk out into the mountains, and to burrow oneself in warmth.

Head back to the luxurious, if declining House of Dew brothel that has been offering sanctuary to arrivals so far. For now, mistress Tamaiu also welcomes newcomers into the decrepit servants’ quarters. Old and arriving characters will have to share dinner, hot beverages and blankets for a few days, while further accommodations are arranged.

The sorceress Karsa will rally newcomers to briefly explain the status quo: captives are in the frozen western citadel of Sa-Hareth. They have been rescued from the undead forces of reining warlord Unhalad, who faces new pressure to defend his territory from his deposed, but resurging rival, Anurr. Unhalad and his brethren use otherworld arrivals as an exotic resource, to absorb their skills or vital strength. The land’s only hope is to evacuate these strangers through long-lost eastern portals — a voyage in the works under the stewardship of her master, the Merchant. The long-unused portals might return everyone home, but the trip requires discretion and finance, and the weather’s an enemy now. Karsa will withdraw shortly, probably in a foul temper. She has not found her mirror.

This isn’t a party, but celebrate staying alive.


OOC HOUSEKEEPING
• The event is optional, but counts as game canon if you participate.

Applications opens at 00:01 GMT @ 3 May. If you think you’d like to throw one in, dropping a comment on the reserve / notice list helps give a heads up on how many apps to prepare for! Thank you in advance!

• Participating in the Test Drive Meme is not mandatory to apply, but all new characters accepted in this session will have been brought in as captives aboard the Imperious.

silverneedles: (066)

[personal profile] silverneedles 2021-05-04 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Anywhere else, even armed with the knowledge that A-Yuan should have died, left in the Burial Mounds as he was, Wen Qing would have accepted this without confirmation. Possibly opened her arms for a hug and not questioned how or why or what lead him to this point, dressed in Lan robes, a ribbon around his forehead.

As it is, the nights have been too cruel; she doesn't put it past this ship to throw one of the deepest wishes she had in her face. ]


Easy knowledge to acquire. [ Ripped from her mind? Or discovered another way. ] You claim A-Yuan's name but you are in Lan robes.
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[personal profile] paperbutterflies 2021-05-04 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Lady Wen...

Who else would be brave and knowledgeable enough to enter the Burial Mound, and yet kind enough to not kill the child found there on sight? Brother Rich... Hanguang-Jun took me in, and I was raised in the Cloud Recesses after it.

[ Sizhui is struggling with his own memory, but Gusu Lan sect does focus on self-discipline, and he pushes through the haziness to bring answers. ]
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[personal profile] silverneedles 2021-05-04 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hanguang-jun found him. That's credible, although it makes her shoulders slump. Not Wei Wuxian. She remembers leaving him, knowing he'd wake after a few days, and had hoped—

It doesn't matter now what she had hoped for. ]


You're not a ghost?

[ It would be fitting to reach out and touch him, and if he had been young, the A-Yuan she remembers, she would do that. But he's grown now, older, a Lan disciple. It would be improper, wouldn't it? ]
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[personal profile] paperbutterflies 2021-05-04 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sizhui shakes his head.

Then takes a deep breath.
]

You're not, either?
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[personal profile] silverneedles 2021-05-04 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
I wonder that. [ Sometimes here she feels like it, wandering the galley at night. Are they all ghosts? ]

I do not remember what became of me or how I am here. [ How are any of them there? ] But I expected death, when we left the Burial Mounds.
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[personal profile] paperbutterflies 2021-05-04 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sizhui breathes out, slowly, hands tightening a little. ]

I... think there is something I need to tell you but... I cannot remember right now.

[ After they left the Burial Monuds...

After they left... what happened, after? Sizhui's nightmares are vivid enough, but other pieces of what happened are missing still.
]
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[personal profile] silverneedles 2021-05-09 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
Tell me when you remember.

[ There's a name on her lips, a name the mirror hasn't taken from her, her brother's name; it's as dear to her as her own. She wants to ask about him, wants to see if he knew Wen Ning's fate. The same as her own, likely.

But if he can't remember what it was he needs to tell her, is it fair to ask? But then, when has she ever cared about fairness when it's her brother? When it's her family? ]


Do you remember a-Ning?
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[personal profile] paperbutterflies 2021-05-09 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
... yes.

[ His tone is not hesitant, but his expression seems to waver between a proper one and oddly blank as his memory is trying to piece itself together but the mirror has decayed the weave of it over certain spots. ]

He... he makes wonderful good.

[ ... not past tense. ]
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[personal profile] silverneedles 2021-05-09 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Not past tense.

It could mean anything, especially with how jumbled everyone seems to be, missing memories and nightmares haunting them. She doesn't dare hope. ]


Please clarify. Makes wonderful?
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[personal profile] paperbutterflies 2021-05-26 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sizhui's eyebrows knit together, but he pushes through the edges of the mirror-induced confusion. He can only grasp the edges of it, and through splitting headache. ]

He was held... prisoner for a long time. To control him? But he is free now.

I am sorry, it is - I'm not - I'm missing - knowledge. It is like trying to wring moisture out of dry dirt where there should be plenty.