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dragoncalled2016-11-05 09:55 am
greatbeasts) wrote in dragoncalled2016-11-05 09:55 am
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Welcome, New Scions.
| New arrivals: The dream you wake from is an unsettling one that feels like a memory. It sits out of place and too far forward in your mind, yet feels as real and clear as any other could be. It's the shadow of a massive creature blocking out the sun, skyline, or similar entity. A roar that shakes you to the core and and a feeling of dread and loss weighing heavy on you. Whatever the feeling or vision that comes across, it brings with it a sense that your world is no more. A voice, reassuring and almost motherly in nature urges you gently to wake from your sleep. Rise from the ashes, little one, The voice calls in a whisper of wind and crackling fire, There is need of you, yet. As the voice fades and the world of the waking returns to you, you are greeted with the sounds of faint bustling and the bounce of wooden wheels on stone or the sight of Upper Nuren's winding streets and open squares. A cloud passes by slowly near one of the stone pathway ledges and the sounds of nearby Touched and Remnants at work or leisure filter through the calm, cool air. Whatever you had previously been wearing or carrying has been replaced. You might now find yourself garbed in a cloth tunic, pants or shorts, robe, dress or skirt, and sandals or boots if you wore clothing. A sash around your shoulders or a belt at your waist contains a small but weighted purse of gold coins, enough to acquire some materials, new clothing or food from the market and craftsmen in the city. Current Scions: Concern over the mild Winter has begun to spread through the city. The chill air should have come with the nearing end of the harvest, and so far the weather remains only pleasantly cool. The air barely passes the gentle cool of Autumn. Nuren's citizens are spreading rumors that mountaintop ice and snow have begun to thaw, causing mudslides in the mountains. The thaw has displaced the Ice and mountain creatures, leaving them irritable and unpredictable. The sailors mention that the Frozen Shore has also begun to melt, and the waters around the Frozen Shore and the mountain areas have grown treacherous and unseasonably cold. Throughout the city, activity springs to more vibrant life, with Scholars of the Cycle of Life and Scholars of Knowledge claiming that Benra has blessed the city again, bringing more Scions to help protect the great city. The rumors put the city's citizens into higher spirits, and music fills the cool air, spreading from Lower Nuren both up and down the mountain. |
| After waking, a pull starts from within your chest, growing stronger with each passing moment until it becomes the only focus. It tugs insistently once, then twice. A need to follow the pull curls around and through you, urging you toward a wide and torch lit staircase that leads down into the heart of the mountain. The steps are wide and sturdy, and the further down them you travel, the clearer the call becomes until you can almost hear it. At the bottom of the steps, the large cavern beneath the city is revealed. The floor beneath your feet is warm to the touch, and the magic in the air calms your mind and fills you with a strange sense of safety and peace. No magic or harm can be done within the cavern. The cavern's floor is covered in circles of runes carved into the stone that surround small depressions in varying sizes, from a coffee cup's rim to that of a small circular table. Some of the depressions contain dormant dragon eggs of various colors, shapes and sizes. The runes surrounding them glow faintly with a magical light. Only the Scion who is bonded to the dragon within the egg can pass the runes. |
| Once you emerge from the cavern, the strange spell that fell over you fades. The bond between you and your egg or hatchling remains but your command of your own decisions and actions return and you are now free to explore, question and move about. The streets of Upper Nuren are sparsely populated with Remnants, Touched and other scions with their eggs or dragons. Questioning any of the citizens leads to a variety of answers. You are a Scion of the Great Beasts. You were brought to the city from the ashes of time and space by the Great Phoenix known as Benra and the Great Serpent known as Mouros. Pressing for more information will reveal that there are five Great Beasts. They are Benra the Phoenix, Chelba the Stone Giant, Renzu the Griffin, Mouros the Serpent, and Lysheu the Chimera. They are said to represent Mortality, Order, Knowledge, Time and Chaos. You are in the great Mountain City known as Nuren, and its people are the last remaining vestige of civilization on this wild and dangerous planet. The Touched and the Remnants share an alliance and work together to keep the city protected and its citizens alive and fed. According to these citizens of Nuren, you are here to help them defend the city, unite the remaining races and restore balance to the elements. Soon after the first Scions awake, the city begins to buzz with the news and gossip that more scions have arrived. The curious and braver citizens make their way to Upper Nuren to get a look, and the rumors spread like wildfire through the city that Benra has come again. |
| Although those rumors make their way to Outer Nuren, the citizens there show far less interest in making the long trek up to Upper Nuren. The unseasonably warm winter has done wonders for the fishing in the bay, and the docks are alive with intrepid fishermen and ship crews interested in making extra gold while the fishing is still good. The taverns fill with activity and the markets are livelier than ever in the hopes of selling more of their wares and merchandise before Winter's chill catches up with the passing seasons. |
| When night settles on the city, the taverns, inns and squares fill with curious citizens hoping to meet the new Scions or catch a glimpse of the Scions they have already managed to glimpse a few times before. Food is offered freely, as well as blankets to guard against the cool night air. The night sky fills with beautiful displays of magic from the Fire, Light and Energy Mages, the Osaaru equivalent of fireworks, though far quieter. Several Scholars in bright and colorful robes can be found approaching the new scions and older ones alike, offering to tell them more about the city, Osaaru and the Great Beasts. Mages of similar garb guide scions to the cavern homes, and help where they can in making the scions more comfortable. Small comforts of food, pillows, decorative crafts and other small tokens are offered to visible Scions by the citizens of Nuren in hopes of earning their favor and friendship. |
| Please direct Introduction questions to the Plotting Post Q&A As a Reminder: Bahemait is not one of the Great Beasts openly discussed or mentioned by the Citizens of Nuren who believe the Great Dragon is little more than an old legend. We would also like to emphasize that the Spirit energy within every resurrected character is required to use all magic in Osaaru, even that which is brought from their own world. The drain of powerful or excessive use of magic will lead to exhaustion. |
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[It's a half-joke, containing an honest question within humor.]
You'll even have to trust me.
[Tony makes a wry face at the question about his dragon.]
Violently. Yes.
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[He snorts at the face Tony pulls.] Yeah? Where is your monster lizard?
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[He's still petting Becca as he talks since she seems so fond of the attention and he hasn't encountered any nice dragons before waking up in Osaaru. Or small ones. He straightens up as Bucky asks about his dragon, smiling a little awkwardly at the question.]
Oh. Yeah... Uh. Right here.
[Tony reaches into the left sleeve of his tunic, which is draped loosely over his arm. There's a pause while he coaxes the baby dragon to his right hand, and when he pulls it back out, his wrist is the perch for a winged serpent. She's already a decent size for a baby, resembling a small boa constrictor with downy wings folded and underdeveloped, but starting to show signs of growth. Nightlight tilts her head to look up at Bucky and Becca with one wide, blue bird's eye as she grips Tony's arm.]
Careful. She bit me when she first hatched.
[Clearly he's not the best animal handler.]
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He can't help but laugh when Tony produces his more serpentine dragon, and says that she bit him.] Oh yeah? What'd you do to deserve it? [He's teasing, of course. The smile remains on his face as he moves a little closer, Becca craning her neck to inspect the new dragon. He doesn't reach out, but he keeps his posture open and non-threatening.]
Hey there. I'm pals with your- [A pause. Her what? Her dad? Her scion? Her partner?] With your Tony.
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When she hatched, I thought this might all be some kind of bad dream. A crazy hallucination or trick. I couldn't be sure she was real.
[So he manhandled her and she took exception. The careful way he supports her without closing his hand says he learned his lesson about grabbing a serpent. Nightlight cautiously glides toward the other pair. It's clear she's curious, with her small head tilting to examine them and her neck extended to get close without touching. Finally, she makes a small chirping noise.]
I guess that means she likes you.
[Because she can feel Tony's happiness at seeing Bucky alive.]
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[And Tony should have some inkling of how difficult it is for Bucky to trust his own brain. His own memories and thoughts.
Becca leans in closer, until she's almost, but not quite, nose to nose with Nightlight, and answers her chirp with a little trill of delight.]
I'm not sure how much of what we feel transfers to them. Becca didn't even hatch until I met up with Natasha, and she took to her right off.
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[He knows Bucky probably struggled more than he did. It's a weird situation to wake up to, and Tony at least has a bit more cross-dimensional experience than his friend does. He should be trying to help Bucky adjust, not get reassured like a kid. It's embarrassing how much he appreciates the friendly face.]
I haven't really tested it. Nightlight's mostly been hiding and I didn't have the heart to force her to socialize. She's so small... But after biting me, she hasn't bitten anyone else.
[The trill seems to do something (or maybe Tony is rubbing off on her) and Nightlight makes small, pleased noises like a talkative bird, cooing and chirping at Becca eagerly.]
This is the most outgoing she's been.
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[It's easier to talk about this than it is to talk about how strange it feels, to think about the world that was and where they are now.
Becca returns the pleased noises with happy little sounds of her own, and awkwardly tries to bump her snout against Nightlight's.]
Don't question a good thing too hard. Can you imagine if they didn't get along?
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[Can he tell? The development of dragons isn't something he had to study at MIT or Cambridge. Tony is very clearly bullshitting. Nightlight makes a slightly alarmed noise when Becca tries to bump noses with her, but when she realizes it is friendly, she leans her longer body forward and rubs her face against Becca's.]
Your tiny lizard versus mine? Yeah, I'm sure we'd be shaking the city.
[Tony laughs as he watches the encounter between the two young dragons.]