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Iris Ascendis

_@Nanaya

He withdrew, of course.

And he was going to wear it too.

But in the solitude of his dorm room, with the mannekins too mechanical to care?

Otis sat down in his dorm room, twice as spacious now that Davil was gone, and he placed the ring box before him. The Strigidae folded his arms, staring at the curious tool. The Principal had said that the gargoyle was 'Ascendian', but that environment had been completely devoid of the essence that this nullification ring ought to have sealed away. How did such a creature, so reliant on essence, move? Was it truly all that the ring was capable of?

His mornings with Davil were postponed. Investigating the deal with Gulliver would be the same. His ability to step in and out of the Iris Record had been made possible due to the night's activities, but the security there was likely still high, and he would have to wear the ring come morning. Dressmaking for Chloe would be possible whenever, but he could leave that for a separate time, considering how she too was still bedbound. He hoped Iraleth still remembered the vision he shared with her; it'd be annoying if she got too caught up with possible Umbralists to pay attention to the other nefarious matters that made up Wingram Academy.

Otis licked his lips. Stared at the cold, dreadful essence that was inscribed upon the backside of the ring.

A candy wrapper wrinkled between his fingers as he popped a fizzy syrupy ball into his mouth, crunching it open.

Time to see what he could figure out about this before day breaks.

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

I personally don't actually think that someone creating a lotta NPCs means much in terms of how 'competitive' you are when it comes to PvP hijinks. I just caution against others following for the FOMO of generating lotsa NPCs because they see others do it.

That being said, I also don't think that a PC should be worth multiple NPCs if it comes down to combat specifically so ehhh.

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

Yeah, that’s the kinda NPC arms racing I was expecting people to fall into kekek.

Iris Ascendis

Alright, will post tonight. Totally didn't forget I hadn't responded yet.

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

Oh, Est, so when's the next update anyhow?

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

I do have my eyes on the prize (four pointed silver star medallion) so I'll probs post again after Lupus responds.

But forge successfully robbed!

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

//Eastern Village
_{@Xaltwind@LupusIntus}
MacKinnon hadn't been so lost in her own little treasure-hunting world that she didn't realize someone was following her. It was just that, instead of slowing down, she sped up, battered boots pounding down the dirt path as if this were a competition.

Which, of course, it was. One that she quite decisively won.

Kinda disappointing that it seemed like the foppish fellow who chased after her approached her at walking speed though. Turning around, she rolled her eyes to the corner of the sky best suited for thinking up simple answers to strange questions, before releasing an emphatic response: "Nope!"

Like, sure, there were possibly clues out there, and she had thought about the fates of the previous villages a little bit, but like, what was the point in that? If they were gone, they were gone! And if they returned, they ought to be thankful that others had made good use of what they left behind! So with the question answered and her conscience smoothed over, the cheery lass continued on with her own adventures, shouldering through doors, peeking through windows, looking up at fallen-in ceilings, not particularly minding the brown-haired hat-man who had followed her.

The Eastern portion of the village was, by all means, a place of industry (she figured). There was a dusty ol' blacksmith's forge from which she picked out a couple of less-rusty tools for resell before smacking a big, clear sign in the side of the wall. There was was a nice big water barrel, large enough that MacKinnon could climb into and roll on the side in. Didn't have any holes that she could see, but she did find out immediately after jumping in that it was home to a family of spiders (as well as a dead rat), so it took a while to pull out all the webs and crushed arachnids off of herself. After some cleaning up though, it'd be great to have a real big vessel to hold well water in! She could imagine the well-to-barrel-to-jug life cycle already!

The barrel was a pain in the ass to haul around though. Her rucksack was big, but not that big. Should she mark it like she did walls and doors? Eh...how much could a barrel be sold for anyways? Did it matter? Sometimes, you could throw away money for free, and somehow get that money back but more.

"Hey," she said to brown-haired question-man, "Wanna roll that back to the center for me?"

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

Man, it'd be funny as fuck for MacKinnon to go "finders keepers" over those blacksmith hijinks, eh...

A New Day; Cozy Fantasy Village Life

But what would she find if she poked her head into one of these larger dwellings?

Well, what could she find? ;3

Nocturnal Memoirs: An Urban-Fantasy Mafia Epic

Gonna jump him like we jumped Glyde and gang.