EVENT ★ WINTER WONDERLAND

[futurologists]

HOLIDAY PREPWORK The sun might still be AWOL, but that doesn't mean it's time for a vacation! The goblin community seems even more motivated to get their holiday preparations together, working tirelessly to brighten up the grim atmosphere. To that end, they've enlisted the help of the ALASTAIR recruits that've been bumming around. Characters that signed up will be invited or roped into the goblins' various holiday traditions and events. Though they may refuse or fail these tasks, for every one that isn't accomplished, characters will suffer one effect from the curses list for upsetting the holiday balance. Note that those that didn't sign up can still help with tasks out of the goodness of their hearts, they just won't be assigned anything themselves or suffer any curses. Additionally, though PCs are magically bound to work with some partners, they may team up with others as well. GREETINGS FROM LLOYD ALASTAIR sends their holiday tidings! Some characters will find special deliveries addressed to them by name from the mysterious Lloyd of HR. The packaging might be messy and overtaped, and some of the gifts are less nice than others, but it's the thought that counts. MISTLESNOW The first snowfall of the year arrives, and though this may not bode well when there's no sun to melt it away, for now it's pristine and beautiful. Flurries and gentle snowstorms continue for days, blanketing all of Chantes and the outskirts. With it comes a uniquely magical weed epidemic. Mistletoe grows off every surface it can, stems and shrubs of it creeping off of anything it can cling to, including trees, archways, lanterns and buildings. This parasitic plant is a notorious holiday tradition, but in Chantes it packs an extra punch: when two characters step under it together, they'll find themselves magically rooted in place. Mistletoe's spell can only be broken by a kiss, and while chaste exchanges usually work (kisses to the hand, butterfly or eskimo kisses, etc.), more stubborn weeds do exist. This effect lasts until characters smooch or the weed dies from lack of sustenance, which could be anywhere between several hours to a full day. Mistletoe can be destroyed by a third party in a pinch, but be careful not to get stuck under the plant as well! As an OOC note, feel free to be creative on the range and strength of the mistletoe, but please respect other players' boundaries! If you would like to break the mistletoe with a hearty handshake or have your character be immune, be our guest. HAPPY HOLIDAYS All the hustle and bustle aside, the festivities themselves are peaceful and joyous -- and thanks to the ALASTAIR recruits, not punctuated with death or ominous Chimera motifs this time. A large bonfire continues all night with food and mulled wine aplenty. It's time to kick back, make some snow angels, and relax.

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[adlantisag]

[[ ooc. sorry for the wait-- I wanted to get farther in the other thread before continuing this one. ]]

[ The question then becomes: where does she start? ]

I wish I had more to tell. [ She's told him before--the culture of Atlantis dies with each passing year. ] It is said we had more pursuits of a scholarly nature, before surviving became our due.

[ They are a proud people, still. No one goes hungry in Atlantis; no one eats more than his neighbour; even the king and his daughter may have small meals. Kida thinks of her father, wizened and weak last she saw him, and purses her lips. She thinks, and her eyes slide to her companion. ]

The word for 'arrow' is nem. To say 'archer', we would say: nemeshos, 'one using arrows'.

[ Give her a moment; grammar isn't her forte. How to explain... ] -esh defines the instrument. [ She gestures as if using her spear. ] Pirakesh: using pirak. -os is to form a--a person? A thing? [ A noun. ] Wegene is to travel. Wegenos one who travels. Do you understand?

[ When he had accompanied her and Ninat, she had introduced him as a friend. 'Archer pridos essetot.' From prid, to be friendly. ]

[anti_altruisms]

[ He listens and waits for her to finish. Though he is sure there is a great deal more to the life of an Atlantean than she might think to tell (small things are often the most significant in his eyes), he is satisfied with the bits of knowledge she does share. Languages interest him, and there's enough similarities between Atlantean and others he does know that what she says make quite a bit of sense. ]

Nemeshos.

[ His pronunciation, as ever, is clear and crisp. ]

I think I do.

[adlantisag]

[ She nods. Now, let's see...

She puts a hand on her chest. ]

Kidagakash essekik. Adlantisag essekik. [ She plucks her sweater away from her body. There's no word for 'sweater', really. Instead she pats the snow sculpture. ] Rin essetot.

[ The tense hasn't changed but the subject has. Pay attention, Archer. ]

Archer essenen. [ She motions out towards the city, the people there. 'They'. ] ALASTAIR essetoh.

[ And now she gestures between them, smiling. ] Priden essekem.

[ 'We are friends'. She cocks her hip, tilting her head at him. ] Priden essekem du?

[ 'Are we friends?' Looks like this is going to be Archer's first true lesson; she's going to test that memory. She hasn't addressed the second person plural yet, but seeing as how it has two conjugations, she'll leave it for later.

Her question hangs, waiting on his answer. ]