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phantasmalrift2018-12-19 11:39 pm
phantasmods) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-12-19 11:39 pm
DUNGEON - BELLMARE ENCLAVE (BELLMARE MOUNTAINS, PT 2)
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.]]
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.]]
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[As for freaking out... why the hell would he freak out. It's actually a really nice piece, very clean lines, and he actually reaches out for a moment like he's going to touch before he remembers himself and lets his hand fall. Right. Lucians are weird about their personal bubbles.]
All the good ones have long stories.
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...Most of us have matching ones. I've a second one on my arm, but that's more just for myself.
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I guess tatts are a better way to do it than all the frills of the uniform in a place like this.
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[A shrug.]
I'm certainly not about to ask anyone to wear the uniform for a half-baked king anyway.
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Probably would have saved us all a lot of trouble if His Majesty had asked all of us to wear his symbol. No Galahdian would accept it if they weren't wholly committed.
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Every tattoo has a story, has a connection to the ancestors, to Quetzalcoatl. No Galahdian would dare mark themselves with something they didn't believe in.
[He says it with the kind of conviction that goes with all spiritual things. For his people it borders on religious.]
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[what with being a zillion years old]
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[And he means it playfully, he really does, but there is a sliver of bitterness in it. Knowing nothing and still hating them for it.]
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It's not your fault. We just... get a lot of shit from the native Insomnians. Hard not to be a little defensive about it I guess.
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Being normal is definitely over rated.
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Oh, I'd not know anything about normal. I doubt I ever have.
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[Dammit this is weird.]
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I think so, too.