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let's set d o w n some ([personal profile] groundrules) wrote in [community profile] westwhere2022-01-03 07:56 pm

interlude: ellethia



ELLETHIA



En route to their next destination, the Merchant detours the party through his home citadel of Ellethia — the first, haunted casualty of the undead, now divided into Ellethia-Allayar and Ellethia-Hamsour.

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ONE FOR THE ROAD

Macaluso Spina’s plans to escort the group out of Taravast are overturned by the Merchant’s transmission:

It appears many of you remain indifferent to the stakes of our endeavour. So, you will see them. You go to Ellethia, jewel of innovation, the first cradle of the dead. My home.

With the sorceress Karsa now gone, the party is entrusted to journey master and kindly-mannered biologist Enam.

Characters retain their bare essentials and what little can be carried on their backs. Magical storage is minimal. Everyone receives bags containing: three raw candles, a bundle of red clothes, a light blanket, two flasks of fresh water, a dagger, two bandage strips, two needles, strong thread, four textile patches, dried food, a pouch with two fistfuls of kiln-dried broken firewood and some flint. Supplies are replenished periodically.

Enam and his six assistants carry larger loads — with two aides transporting heavily bound humanoid forms. They’ve got you, Kaneki.

Ellethia requires delicate travel. The group first travels communally by ship, reaching the East Arakuthia Seas at sunset, meeting 25 small boats that can home between one and three passengers.

The group only travels at sea by night, when the depths are safest. The 3-17 January period covers two nights of seaborne travel, broken by journey on land across the two segments of Ellethia. Sea shipment will take characters from East Arakuthia to Ellethia-Allayar. A second voyage will later deliver them from Ellethia-Allayar to Ellethia-Hamsour. They spend roughly seven days at each land location.




TROUBLE AT SEA

The small boats have been thralled to slowly progress through mist and water to their destination. Enam quickly discloses the rules of seaborne engagement:

Keep the light. Enam offers each traveller a lit candle brazier to wave periodically around the boat and “ward away evil.”

■ If your candle blows out, rush to it light back with help from your boat-mate or other vessels.

■ If all of a boat’s candle lights have been died, travellers have three minutes to light fresh candle flames. The vessel begins to sink, seized by hands of rotting flesh and shadow. Undead mermaids attempt to drown those who fall in.

■ Sunken characters can be rescued by other vessels but remain “marked,” experiencing a bitter, unrelenting cold that no fire can tame. The saviours’ ship are intensely targeted by mermaids that seek to capsize it and collect their lost prize. You are rattled but safe as long as your lights hold.

■ Perhaps you dozed off, or briefly looked away — no matter your distraction, a newcomer (?) has now climbed into your boat, teeth chattering and terrified. These undead visitors are unaware of their condition and beg to be delivered to shore. They are not violent, unless ignored and often spark conversations. Over time, they become paranoid that they will not be rescued.

■ Those who share their names with these creatures feel compelled to take them to ground, where they trigger immediate medium-scale explosions. Other boat-mates or vessels can stop this.

■ Forcibly push your stowaway into water, trick them in, or pose a riddle they cannot solve.





AHOY, LAND

Ellethia has been cleaved into two — Allayar and Hamsour — by the Huntress, whose extended presence crumbled stone, decayed organic matter and eventually sunk districts and passageways. Crude bridges connect sectors of the citadel that have been partly submerged.

Although the tragedy of Ellethia occurred within the last decade, its ruins have been completely overrun by lush vegetation.

The following applies to both Ellethia-Allayar and Ellethia-Hamsour:

■ Characters must don their fashionable red gear once they reach land. Over 15 minutes of direct exposure to the crisp Ellethia air leads unprotected skin to erupt in a rash, then into gashes and tissue-deep decay. The wound fully regenerates within the hour.

■ Patch your party suit immediately, if it is torn.

■ Science-prone characters can notice no sign of radiation. Sorcerers feel no magic. Necromancers sense a complete absence of death.

■ There is no other human presence on land. Plants develop abundantly. Animals live an entire cycle of birth, growth, maturity and decay in the period between sunrise and sundown, reaching their prime around midday. Corpse remains patch back together into the creature’s new-born form at sunrise.

■ There are no human corpses anywhere.


TASKS
■ Forage or hunt. Replenish resources. Water from Ellethia’s canals is potable.

■ Help Enam find samples of the Widow’s Yearning. The plants grow in small fields whose scent woos travellers into a restful sleep they struggle to wake back from on their own. Widow’s Yearning can be ground into a potent hallucinogen.

■ Explore the pastoral surroundings.




ELLETHIA-ALLAYAR

The party first reaches Ellethia-Allayar, which hosts the ruins of the citadel’s seats of banking, commerce and governance. Ellethia-Allayar has been deeply flooded, with many streets partly overcome by water.

■ Amid torn-down halls of rhetoric and administration, characters can find bright flags on public office buildings, and glitter debris and street cups on the ground.

■ Several decaying pamphlets remain in the main piazza, whose halls have been submerged 1 meter underwater. If recovered, the pamphlets bemoan: Toss a Bone to Your Taxman: He’s Already Got the Meat, Gristle and Fat, Dowries: Sense or Sentiment? Join Tonight’s March for Free Wedlock, Who Watches through Your Mirrors?, Selling: Minor Palace with Main Street View and Cat, 90 Days Since Conscription: Where Are Your Sons?, Taravast Was Our Fathers’ Question, We Are the Answer.

■ Fresher pamphlets littered on public streets announce extended burial grounds in the botanical garden.

■ Roads and buildings show signs of clawing and trampling, along with spattering of long-dried blood.

■ The carriages, streetlights and infrastructure of Ellethia suggest a technology level near the 1800s.



THE SILENCE GAME

Ellethia-Allayar’s impromptu “canals” have made it a prime target for mermaids, who only infiltrate at midday — the peak of the accelerated animal life cycle.

■ Enam urges retreating to the high ground of the peripheral residential areas, as midday draws near.

■ Between noon and 13:00 each day, swathes of vicious mermaids storm the Allayar canals, working in packs to draw unsuspecting animals or humans into water. Some mermaids are dead, some living. While they always circle Ellethia during the day, they only proactively hunt in this period.

■ The thick fogs of Ellethia throw a boon: if they are very silent and very still, characters can hide even on low ground. Beware: the mermaids’ hearing has evolved to compensate their weaker sight, helping them locate close-by characters who speak or heave.

■ Mermaids imitate the animal calls and human voices they have heard to lure out prey.

■ Most central and public buildings are on low land.


Enam directs characters to their boats again to head to Ellethia-Hamsour within the week.




ELLETHIA-HAMSOUR

Unlike Allayar, Ellethia-Hamsour is a completely demolished territory, bordering a wasteland. Water infiltrations have been minimal.

The fog runs thicker than in Allayar, compounding the dangers of the collapsing, decayed roads and bridges.

The strong, vibrant greenery only breaks in coastal regions. Beneath the plant beds, you can find signs of the academic, science or technological districts. In some manicured gardens, flowers have overtaken hundreds of newer stone plates bearing local names and the marker, Truth Bows Only to the Sun.

Any remaining stone edifices display intense clawing and blood residue.

Characters are tasked to head to a distant lighthouse, lone in the horizon.

■ Characters become increasingly obsessed with reaching the lighthouse, often neglecting food, safety and sleep.

■ The single-minded focus leaves some vulnerable to being lured into steep pits or down cliff edges, into the sea.

■ Some characters become possessive of the lighthouse and plot to prevent their fellow travellers from reaching it. The lighthouse is not safe, if others get near it. It does not want them. Only you.


PLOTTING POST

QUESTIONS

soloritur: (10)

[personal profile] soloritur 2022-01-31 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
He really wishes he could tell if she's making this up. From what she's describing, her family both causes and prevents the end of the world. Assuming warning her dad in the past taught him to prepare them for it, then hoping that didn't result in an endless loop.

It feels like a long time before he can wrap his head around that enough to respond.

"Oh." Like he understands that these things happen. It isn't their fault that they have world ending powers, and they're trying to make it right. "Were you able to...?"
Edited (ocd) 2022-01-31 13:14 (UTC)
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[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-01-31 11:42 am (UTC)(link)
They must have died before whatever happened here happened, or else I'm guessing they would keep coming out of their graves and then going back to it.

[That would make sense, right?]

Maybe after it happened a few times, people realized what was going on and fled... but there must still have been victims. not everyone could have managed to leave in an... intact state.
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[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-01-31 11:44 am (UTC)(link)
In a manner of speaking, yes.

[It's a bit more complicated than that, but yes.]
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[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-01-31 11:45 am (UTC)(link)
... So they're not special or anything? You're not going to want them back?

[Because he is not going to dive to get the rocks back if he uses them to fling at things.]
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[personal profile] beitangmoran 2022-01-31 12:26 pm (UTC)(link)
What does it matter if I was myself or not? I tried to get rid of you. With my own hands. And at the time, it made perfect sense and I had not thought of remorse about it.

[Yes, the hands he brings up as he speaks is shaking too.]

Here I was proclaiming you were the one thing I needed above all else, and my mind gets a bit muddled and and all of my resolve gets wiped away? I could harm you with my own hands?
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[personal profile] beitangmoran 2022-01-31 12:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's juts going to point at the mirror shards on the floor. That's what made him think of it.]

Did we ever find out if it did anything? Surely someone wouldn't have gone to the trouble of keeping it in a vault if it was just an ordinary mirror.
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[personal profile] beitangmoran 2022-01-31 12:30 pm (UTC)(link)
No, I am not.

[It's a bit more complicated than that.]

It happened before I came here. There was an attack on my country and I died in the fighting, but a dear friend with healing powers brought me and many others back. So I did die, but I am not dead.
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[personal profile] somebadnews 2022-01-31 01:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Five looks down at the shards, but they don't do a lot to ease his suspicion. They're getting too close to why he's so interested in finding out about the mirrors. For a moment he thinks Moran already knows, and he's just trying to get Five to say it. He shouldn't have expected Lan Wangji to keep what he told him to himself.

After a pause, he shrugs. ]


It doesn't any more. It's broken.
Edited 2022-01-31 13:55 (UTC)
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[personal profile] soloritur 2022-01-31 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's not the one to ask how the undead operate, or if there's a reason buried bodies can't be brought back, but he takes his word for it. ]

Some must have survived who remember, like the Merchant. [ Who doesn't seem to be the most forthcoming. ] Not that I'm complaining, but if the undead are trying to take over everything, where are they? They just conquer a city and move on to the next?
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[personal profile] topoiran 2022-01-31 02:12 pm (UTC)(link)
It...

[ Though the words that Moran says, unsurprisingly, hit right in the heart of the matter. Not because Xunxian thinks that one gesture is so indicative of Moran's intention - he knows that Moran would not have meant that - but because a part of him fears that Moran can change his mind, some day.

He breathes out, then pulls off the mittens of the protective suit and wraps his fingers around Moran's. At least by now he's actually dried up, so his palms are warm enough.
]

It is a case in which your goals and wishes were subsumed by something else - I felt it's call too, though I believe weaker. Your wishes, I know, are that I stay safe and sound and by your side, and you need not question that I knew them, every moment. [ This, he is certain about, and yes, if Moran questions that - well, Xunxian made it here in one piece. ]

I knew before that happened that aught was not right, and still I humored you in your drive to arrive here. Which I would apologize for, had it not brought you here where you are back to yourself.

In short... to me it matters, your actions and your intentions both. As it ever has.

[ His thumbs rub over Moran's knuckles, and he tilts his head slightly, the smile he gives not tipping into the familiar, bitterness-tinged one. ]

As it ever will.
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[personal profile] scrapgege 2022-01-31 02:27 pm (UTC)(link)
In Sa-Hareth, they were everywhere. Just walking the streets among people, and it seemed to be a normal state of affairs. People were used to them and not particularly scared of them. Maybe because they were mostly fighting among themselves.

[And in Taravast, the few that were there were not supposed to be and were hidden, but there were still a few.]
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[personal profile] beitangmoran 2022-01-31 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Is it?

... Do you know if anything special happened when it broke? Or did Lady Winnie ever mention it doing anything?

[Like communication of some kind since that seems to be what those were used for.]
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[personal profile] somebadnews 2022-01-31 05:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's hesitant, which says enough about what he knows. Did he break it and let out something that could have killed them all? Technically.

Eventually, he nods. ]


I was there. [ Moran might have even felt it when it happened, and just didn't know it. ] Until now, I thought the mirrors only absorbed things around them. When they break, that gets released.
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[personal profile] soloritur 2022-01-31 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Apparently he shouldn't get all of his information about zombies from movies. ]

They just ignore them? [ If so, they're way ahead of his world where they can't even let mutants live in peace. He has to marvel about that for a minute or two before he asks, for the sake of moral dilemmas: ] Do they... retain who they were before they died? Or is fighting each other all they know?
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[personal profile] cairhien 2022-01-31 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
( she keeps close to him, a hand hovering by his arm just in case the fog did end up getting ridiculously thick )

I suppose I would have ended in your situation had I not found you.

( or been lucky. the fog, the mermaids pulling them in-- it was almost impossible )
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[personal profile] cairhien 2022-01-31 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Always?

( strange, slightly concerning? )

You've only travelled east? Why?
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[personal profile] cairhien 2022-01-31 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Anyone that is able to ends up going mad, the corruption weaving into the as the power does.

( he wasn't wrong, it was an imbalance of power. only women could now safely channel )

We don't choose the source. Saidar and saidin, two halves of a connected whole. Similar and yet so different in what they are. Saidin would never be something I could touch even if I wished it.
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[personal profile] rumorate 2022-02-01 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Around the same time Klaus did?"

They disappeared together, which is why Allison hopes that wherever they are, they're together. Not only will it make it easier to find them, but they'll be able to protect each other.

"Things were a little crazy, so we didn't really have time to look."
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[personal profile] rumorate 2022-02-01 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Unclear? We were heading back when we wound up here, and none of us have been past that point."

She would really like to know if it worked. She'd like to know that her daughter has a world to grow up in, and gets to live her own life. As much as she regretted leaving Ray behind in the sixties, she knows that with Claire is where she belongs.

And she wound up here.

"All we can do is hope and keep our fingers crossed for when we get out of here."
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[personal profile] somebadnews 2022-02-01 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
They didn't have time. He barks out a laugh for how many he's been the one to say that. There's never time, but that doesn't matter when it comes to his family. He'll break it apart if it keeps them alive, but first he has to remember that they exist.

Shit, how long has it been since he forgot that he had another sibling? His mind is already racing with possibilities, mostly around that curse he let fester. After he broke Winnie's mirror, he used those shards to suck out the anguish he absorbed, what if it took something else?

At least Allison remembers. He'd like a more precise time to return to, but the dragon attack was around an event that he can pinpoint if they were both there then, and christ does he want to be off this boat so he can start working on the math. Why couldn't she have told him when he could actually do something about it?

"Well. That changes a few things." He's trying to stay calm, but he's not doing a perfect job. It's easier to be angry when he isn't the root of the problem. He had no idea just how big of a problem it was until now. "I thought the worst thing I did was leave you out in the snow."
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[personal profile] soloritur 2022-02-01 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
He manages to put aside his confusion and give her a sympathetic look. That must be hard, not knowing for months if what they did made a difference when the stakes are that high. He really doesn't know how she can be so calm about it, unless that's just how time travelers are. Marcos has never faced the actual apocalypse before, but that's one power he knows he'd abuse.

"...So will I." He wants to ask when it happens, but he also really doesn't want to know. "At least you know if it doesn't work out, you can go back and try again, right?
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[personal profile] rumorate 2022-02-01 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
"You really don't remember."

Klaus, she's not so concerned about. He at least seems to remember Klaus existing, which is a step up from the Vanya situation. Part of her is starting to realize that maybe Allison and Diego were the favorites because the actual favorite was forgotten.

And that's just not fair.

(No, she really is quite concerned, but her brain needs to latch onto something not as serious right now.)

She wracks her brain, attempting to really test the limits of this.

"Five, how did the Apocalypse start in 2019?"
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[personal profile] rumorate 2022-02-01 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, maybe. Five's time travel has never been the most ... accurate." Which is fine, honestly. She pauses as she looks out over the water again, before shaking her head. "Part of me just hopes we didn't screw things up so much that we changed the important things."

Like her daughter. She really doesn't want to lose her daughter.
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[personal profile] somebadnews 2022-02-01 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
Five can't say it again, because it wasn't really a question if he remembers. He's suddenly grateful that Diego is still asleep, because he couldn't take two of them prodding at him about what's rapidly becoming a serious situation. They need him to stay sane. He's the one who can get them back, and if he can't rely on his own mind...

He doesn't know what makes her bring up the apocalypse, or if she's just reaching for something to pull his attention. Usually it's all he can do to get them to focus on it for more than a minute at a time. They don't know what it's like to see it every time he closes his eyes, and he's supposed to keep it that way.

"It was...," he trails off and looks away, his face pinched as he attempts to follow what he knows logically must have happened. They were all there, but just as he tries to picture those final moments, a splitting headache interrupts his thoughts. He swallows a lump in his throat and carefully shakes his head again.

"We couldn't stop it, so I took us back."
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[personal profile] rumorate 2022-02-01 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Jesus."

She could prod at the lack, try to keep pushing to try and find the limits of it, but if he really can't find the answer to that question, the big question, then he really doesn't remember Vanya, and whoever fucked with his memories didn't try and coat over it. Probably because they didn't know to.

"How did this happen?"

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