Mirandae

Regalia

_{[Location] Harbor ➙ Food Stands
[Time] Sunday, 07:00 - 07:30
[Interactions] @vietmyke}

A slight déjà vu befell Laura when he mentioned his name, Mathias Voss. Where had she heard that before? She could swear on all things holy that the name rang a bell. It must have been mentioned in one of the countless ‘lore’ videos about Regalia that Laura had seen, but she just could not place it in the heat of the moment. Her suspicion that Mathias was Regalia himself was just within reach of being revealed before they were all interrupted by the wonder in the skies and the children being elated. Laura wanted to ask Mathias what he was about to say about Regalia, but the security detail was so adamant about relocating that the inquiry slipped her mind. She returned Mathias’s bow and wished him well before the crowd of kids and parents surrounding her slowly set off towards the food stands.

“Come on then!” Laura smiled at Akamu, as the jolly mountain caught up. No matter where they were in the world, children always came flocking and seemed to feel comfortable around the duo. Laura had not given it much thought before, but it struck her now that it was likely because of Gaia being the first Dominant that the children were introduce to, and Titan not only being a related element but also a friendly presence. “And you can never get rid of these kids easily!” Laura chuckled, watching the little one sit on Akamu’s shoulders and steer him like a robot. She threw a glance beyond Akamu, and slightly over her own shoulder, to see that herds of people were starting to move in the same directions as them. “Uhu, seems like they take this seriously,” she said with muted tone. There was little room for personal musings, however, as the talk of food was at the tip of everyone’s tongues. “Seafood for breakfast?!” Laura gasped. “What kind of seafood do you eat for breakfa—?”

Laura’s words were interrupted by a powerful thunderclap sounding above them in the sky. It was followed by a rumbling roar that she had never experienced before. The shooting stars were all of a sudden extremely close, splashing into the bay just a few kilometers off of Landow’s shore. Laura and many around her flinched at the intimidating sounds, many of the children starting to cry and running for their parents. Small but burning hot debris from the meteors rained down over the festival. The thought of one of the meteors hitting the festival itself certainly began to spread a bit of panic. The security detail dropped all manner of formal courtesy and almost pushed Laura and Akamu forward – “We really have to move,” one of the masked men said with a blank tone. Laura took a step back to avoid being touched by the soldier. Her composure was starting to wane. “If one of these meteors are about to hit us, then we have to change. Are you going to like shoot us or something if we do that?” Laura spoke with a hurried voice, her North Accadian accent starting spill into her words of worry. The security detail was silent for a brief moment. “No, Miss Genevieve, we’re not going to shoot you, but we strongly advise that you use your form as a last resort, preferably at our request. So, with all due respect, let's move to a more secure position where you will not be hit by the debris.” The man did not wait for an answer or acknowledgment from Laura, but simply continued to conspire with Akamu’s security detail, urging everyone in the strongest possible fashion to move forward.

The meteor shower refused to subside. Laura was too distracted to notice, but none of the impacts happened on land. Anything that was close enough to Landow to be seen and heard struck water, almost as if there was intelligence behind their trajectory. As intimidating as the spectacle had become, it was to no surprise that Laura and Akamu had amassed an even larger following of children and their families. If something were to actually happen, these people knew they stood a better chance of avoiding injury when close to Regalia, especially Laura and Akamu, who were known for being protective and healing. “What do we do, big brother?” Laura stepped closer to Akamu as they ventured further towards the food stands and downtown. “Like, are you able to stop a meteor? You can jump at it and punch it or something.” She chuckled, still keeping things lighthearted in a trembling situation.

Regalia

Environment Art

Landow, Estren

^{♫ 4}

_{[Location] Landow, Estren
[Date/Time] Sunday, 07:00 - 07:30, September 15
[Weather] Partially cloudy, sunny
[Temperature] 16c / 60f}

Regalia

I'm guessing there's some kind of cost system, where each card is allotted a point value based on how powerful it is, and then each of us can have X points active at a time? Or maybe we have mana pools?

Anyway, in the Discord you said "Dominant-specific abilities" and I was sold lol I am overflowing with ideas for based Odinism

@TokyoPewPew

Yes, somewhere in that realm! So, you have 15 'points' of this value in a combat post, which resets with each combat post. And you can see the 'cost' of in a number by the description box of said card. So, from the example cards, the "Orb" elemental magic/card costs 3 points. We might have to adjust the 'points' in combat posts as we progress, if it becomes too easy or tedious.

Yess, Dominant-specific and Character-specific are a go. So, collect your ideas and send them my way :) I'm expanding the 'general' cards as well, but we have some time before any actual combat happens, so there's no rush.

Regalia

The cards look stellar. However, depending on how many cards are used, posts could become a little graphically cluttered at times. How do you want us to format our posts when including these cards to ensure a clean and seamless aesthetic is maintained?

@Aeolian

A hider at the bottom of the post. It would be way too cluttery otherwise, yeah.

Regalia

Reads like a Deck Builder RPG !

Do we draw a hand before each post?

@Silly

Sort of, but it's not random. You just choose what you want from all the available cards. Cards can be character/Dominant specific, though, so those will be off-limits unless they're yours.

Regalia

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Regalia

_{[Location] Near the harbor of Landow, Estren
[Time] Sunday, 06:30 - 07:00
[Interactions] @Teyao@vietmyke}

Akamu always undermined his own safety, or so it seemed at least. It had gotten on Laura’s nerves plenty of times before. She was most likely overprotective of him, as a way to repay him for that day he saved her from being abducted, even if she knew she did not have to compensate. “Gaia will give Titan the slipper if you’re not careful,” Laura muttered silently with a crumpled expression on her face as the jolly mountain patted her on the head. She brushed it all off in the end. The man had such a big heart for everyone else that there was little room left for himself. Laura was guilty of the same thing, but perhaps not to the same extreme as Akamu. Blondie returned her attention to the stranger again, taking a seat on the grass, as the children rushed Titan, the merry-go-around attraction. The stranger had an air of mystery to him. Laura could not quite pin point what it was, but she felt it in the way he spoke. He seemed confident and relaxed around Laura and Akamu, which was not the typical way people behaved around them or any other Regalia. This led her to believe that the stranger was Regalia himself, but she had never seen his picture anywhere. He must have been one of the lesser known ones, so she was aching to know his name.

Laura thought the nickname the stranger gave Akamu was fabulous. Not even the countless PR-people that Akamu probably had to endure, let alone the ones where Laura had been present herself, had thought of such a catchy name for Titan’s Regalia. However, his actual question was probably not suited for Laura and Akamu, or any other Accadian for that matter. Island people were simple people, not very philosophical, but excelling at many other things in life. There did not have to be any clear purpose in order to do or be something. And all the other times there was a clear enough purpose for anyone to understand – people need to eat, South Accadians go fishing; people want entertainment, North Accadians open night clubs. It is really that simple.

“OMG!” Laura gasped with excitement, mouth wide open. “That’s such a cool name! I mean title! I mean nickname!” Laura continued with a hurried tone, not finding the right words. “Like, that is soooo good, you should totally use that name," she grinned as widely as she could. Laura tried to settle herself down to hear the man’s actual question. And then there was the mention of ‘THEM’, which threw the blonde off and made her even more air headed than she already was. “Uhm, who is THEM? Like, the people here?” Laura chuckled at her inability to get it. “I don’t know anything about that, but about purpose… hmm,” she thought about it for a second or two, taking over from Akamu's thoughts on the matter. “I mean, Dominants have always blessed people, right? So, someone must’ve figured out what the purpose of it is by now, but I’ve never heard of any,” she said while enjoying the sight of the frolicking children around Akamu and squeezing the plushie. “For us it’s like Hakuna Matata, you know? That’s a South Accadian dialect for.. eh, ‘no worries’, right?” Laura glanced at Akamu for the translation. “Anyway, I think we are the wrong people to ask, really.” She smiled at the stranger, wanting to finally know his name: “I’m sorry, did I ask your name before? I think I missed that.”

A few moments later, shooting stars became visible in the sky. Laura did not notice it at first until one of the children tucked at her hoodie and pointed at the beautiful spectacle. “Gaia! – Look, look!” The little one exclaimed with excitement and wonder. Laura’s eyes instantly cast their attention upwards and were greeted by blinding flares of light moving across the great firmament. “Oh, woooow!” Laura nearly bellowed with awe, which caught the attention of all the other children around them, and some of the adult attendees nearby. “Would you look at that! Make a wish, honey – or ten wishes! There are so many of them,” she said to the kid that had brought her attention to the lights in the sky. “I’ve never seen something like this. What are shooting stars again? They’re not actual stars, right?” Laura pondered out loud.

While the spectacle in the sky so fitting for the Festival of Lights was amusing to the attendees, it was not as inviting for the security detail. Laura’s security guy, along with Akamu's, approached from behind the group where they sat on the grass, his gear making ample noise and notice, having stood a few feet away during the conversations. “Miss Genevieve,” he said with the common language pronunciation of Laura’s surname, which she was well accustomed to by now even though she preferred the correct one as spoken in North Accadia. “We should move away from the harbor at this time,” he continued. “The main attractions downtown are now open, I suggest we move there.” The man behind that thick helmet and intimidating guns did not seem to screw around when talking and giving ‘suggestions’ for the next course of action. “Well, okay then,” Laura sighed. “We need some breakfast anyway, I think!” She smiled, stuffing the plushie underneath one arm and holding hands with one of the children, as the little ones done with riding the Titan-merry-go-around gathered around to follow Earth Mother wherever she went.

Regalia

Environment Art

Landow, Estren

^{♫ 3}

_{[Location] Landow, Estren
[Date/Time] Sunday, 07:00, September 15
[Weather] Partially cloudy, sunny
[Temperature] 16c / 60f}

A meteor shower hit the world of Libra in the early morning hours of the late summer in Estren. It began as beautiful shooting stars clearly visible in the blue and orange drenched sky. However, over the course of the next half hour, those opportunities to make a wish turned into concern about what this incident might be. The falling lights could be seen far and wide, and close and personal. They were noticed by some, ignored by others, and completely evading the rest, at least for a short while. In the meantime, the food stands and other activities at the closing festivities of the Festival of Lights were opening as the morning reached 07:00 AM. The scent of newly baked bread, delicious soups, and even meat being grilled for those with a bottomless appetite filled the air of downtown Estren, being carried by winds to the shrines where most attendees were held up. As a precaution, the security detail of the festival have been ordered to control the movements of VIP and certain guests. The recommendation is to move away from the harbor and gather in the downtown area in case of an emergency. It is unknown at this time if the meteor shower poses an actual threat to the festival, but the security detail is there to consider all possibilities and act on it.

Regalia

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Next GM-post going out this wednesday/thursday, so get your posts up when you can :)

Regalia

Alrighty! We seem to have a mix, so let's just do both. I'll set the Discord up as an option for a bit of chitchat and collaboration for those that simply feel more at home with Discord. But, it's entirely optional! I'll send the invite link out a bit later.