Fading Memory

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

After a very brief google-fu bout, I have produced this to suitably display my intentions with my vote;

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

I remember fondly doing the Cao racing of Sonic Adventure DX Director’s Uncut as a child.

I say wait for Cao.

The Yurazen Prince - A Tale of Redwall

I’ll get to the bottom of this mystery tonight with my post.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

Zavakri sits down and smooths her trousers out, tilting her head to gaze at Jub sideways. She stares back at him.

"Well, thank you for asking first off. That's mighty social of you. Where to begin? Cor! I started off by running off to Lost Property, discovered that a Displacer beast named Dirla runs that particular section and was taking care of some children left in her care. Poor thing lost her own son, can you believe it? Anyway she asked me to keep an eye out on him, though I fear it was mostly out of hope than any strong sort of inclination that he'd be around- but I'm going to do my damndest to keep my word! She said she'd keep an eye out for my sister after all.

Oh, blimey, you lot probably have no clue who Tara is either. Well about eight years ago- to the day, to be specific, in case the subtlety of the conversational tone obfuscated that- I came to the carnival with my sister and, well, at the time we, er, rather didn't have any money so we snuck in. Well one thing lead to another, one argument built into a second, and, well, I wasn't a very good sister at the time. I regret it horribly, but she ran off on me and I couldn't find her before the day was up! I've spent these last eight years absolutely dreading coming back here to look for her, but I couldn't sleep some nights remembering how she ran off from me and the guilt was eating me up. My fiancée, Rirvudd, has been doing his best to console me- he's a sweet man, really, but he has this problem where women throw themselves at him and I rather have to beat them off him. He's not interested in THEM, but they always TRY, you know?

That's when I met Miizel properly- you all remember Miizel, don't you? Wonderful gnome, really, proper gentleman and all that..."

And on. And on. And on she goes.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

It's okay, if someone died mister Witch would roll out with a red carpet and a harmonica and do a ditty, and when he finished and picked up the carpet the corpse would be gone and nobody would even remember that it had happened. Strangely, Miizel would find a bloody handed note in his backpack declaring him an initiate to a local assassin's organization for managing to get away with the crime.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

y'all wild.

The Wild Beyond Witchlight

Zavakri manages to somehow create a bubble of personal space around her by exerting sheer willpower and mildly hyperventilating in an overdramatic manner. This effect is merely temporary, and that certainty only serves to escalate her drama as she struggles to stay by Miizel as the crowd ushers them into the Big Top- but his cunning scheme pays off in a sense. She watches, enthused, but as people begin to slip and slide about before her her pathing seems to be disrupted severely by the added chaos. She jerks away, avoiding contact with a poor victim of circumstance... She is briefly separated. Nothing of note occurs during this. Nothing of note at all.

When the brief moment of Zavakri's apparent drowning in the crowd concludes, she rockets out with her cheeks puffed out and her breath held until she explodes into the miniscule space provided by the open seats. Proverbially skidding to a halt on the balls of her feet, she dusts herself off and finally draws breath.

"I was never good in crowds!- Oh, hoi there chums." She seems immediately calmed by all the familiar faces, and offers a polite and civil wave to the others. "Positively dreadful carnival, eh?" She laughs despite her severe declaration of the events. "Wonderful people, though, running the things. I think. I've had to reassess my definition of people twice over so far, but I think I'm a better person for it."

And with that she falls heavily into a seat and seems to...

Relax.

The Yurazen Prince - A Tale of Redwall

'...Tis not the day for this either.'

marches to the cellar and chugs the entire nutbrown keg.

edit: I'll have a post up in the next two days or so.

The Yurazen Prince - A Tale of Redwall

@Lord Wraith Karmelita was the vixen from Ellis’ backstory, so as long as this one isn’t ALSO Karmelita nobody has to get hurt and Name Day can be enjoyed by all.

The Yurazen Prince - A Tale of Redwall

As long as she’s not Karmelita The Second, we’re good. Not only do I have nebulous plans for later, but that would just be hilarious.