DUNGEON - BELLMARE ENCLAVE (BELLMARE MOUNTAINS, PT 2)

[phantasmods]

The shadows are starting to grow very long as you crest his particular ridge - it's not night yet, but it will be soon. In the shadows of the afternoon, with a tall mountain already blocking the sun, lies a snow-covered valley that is different from the ones you've come across thus far in your investigation.

This valley is home to a town, and unlike all the settlements you've seen so far - Incendia, the Telovia mining town, and the manor - it's very much active. There are actual people in the streets, visible from above, going through their days on snow-free streets, bundled up against the cold.

Those of you who asked were told of the handful of people who didn't go into the slumber of stasis as the Fissure conditions of the world grew worse and worse, instead isolating themselves and trying to continue living their lives as they could. Now, it seems, you've found exactly such a group.

Welcome to the Bellmare Enclave, and enjoy your stay.

[[OOC: Welcome to part 2 of the dungeon! For the most part, interaction with the town's NPCs can be handwaved as described on the main information post. Worth noting are the following major things: The Bellmare Enclave isn't expecting visitors, though the people are generally friendly to the new arrivals. They don't know about the time dilation effect of their Fissure - to them, it's only been about eighteen years since the Slumber Plan was put in place and they withdrew from the world. And finally, by a similar token, they have no idea how far the Fissures outside of their own have grown - while it's not uncommon for them to find odd objects from time to time, they'll assume that the characters are just arrivals from other places within their own world, rather than outsiders, until told otherwise.]]

Comments

[motherfucking_ghost]

Well. If the color of his armor and his voice are any indication, under normal circumstances I'd say his name is Agent Washington, and he is super not allowed to be cute in any universe. Or my bodyguard. Or my cute bodyguard.

[fistsofchange]

Apparently he's breaking the rules, then. Did you need a bodyguard before, you know-

[She tried to gesture at the entire universe.]

-all this?

[motherfucking_ghost]

[He opens his mouth, then has a realization, then closes it again. Give him a moment, given Blue Team was kind of like a collective bodyguard, especially Flowers, to help hide him and in a way protect him.]

Not in that way, no.

[fistsofchange]

Already had some strong friends?

[She's pretty sure she would have gotten in over her head at some point without a certain group of fools who had been willing to listen to her.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

Pff, no--well, kinda. Caboose can be strong when he isn't using his ungodly stupidity against us on accident. Tex could flip a tank with her hands. Buuuut 'friends' is also a strong-ish word.

Point is, I've never been in a position to need an assassin bodyguard inherited from my dead dad. That sounds like an insanely fucked up universe.

[fistsofchange]

Yeah it kinda does.

[Might as well ask.]

What kind of universe DID you come from, then?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Spaceships and fighting aliens.

[fistsofchange]

Wow. Sounds like your Earth did better than mine.

You're from an Earth, right?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Oh yeah. Almost annihilated by aliens, but not actually, so overall, probably better? Spread out among the stars and everything.

[fistsofchange]

I think we'll get there.

Eventually.

It just might take a while.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Like, how far or not-far are you with regard to space travel?

[fistsofchange]

Probably not within my lifetime.

It's a far off goal.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Oof. But it's something? A goal, like you said. It sucks. But space travel isn't all it's cracked up to be, either.