🏝️ dulces sueños group excursion! 🏝️

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🏝️ who: intrepid adventurers (vacationers?) and more!
🏝️ what: ori organized (origanized?) a group trip to the resort! mass memshare ensues.
🏝️ when: fall 9-10
🏝️ where: dulces sueños resort
🏝️ warnings: threads will be marked as needed for memshares.

[ Hopefully everyone had fun on the Arco Lunar! The morning after the boat departs from the docks, a letter arrives to your mailbox: ]

Hello, intrepid adventurer!

I am excited to have you along for a group excursion to the mysterious new island! In two days' time, let us gather in the town square and set off from there! Please be prepared to stay the night. It will be so fulfilling and memorable for everyone to spend a night on an adventure together!

If you have any questions or concerns, please come find me at my flower shop in town or at the forest farm where I live!

Sincerely,
Oriphi

[ If she accidentally delivered it to a few wrong mailboxes, then... Oops!

On the promised day, once everyone (and likely a few surprise tag-alongs) has gathered or been gathered, Ori distributes little paper bags of snacks to everyone. Inside are cookies, oat snacks, and a freshly-picked apple from her and M-21's orchard. Do with them as you please... Just don't let her catch you throwing it into the sea or something. 🥺 ]

Alright. I think we should head out, then! Thanks for coming along, everyone! I hope it'll be a great time. Oh, and please don't forget to drink plenty of water and use this incredible ointment I discovered on this island! It's called "sunscreen!" Tieflings don't really get sunburnt, but you should use it!

[ And with that our intrepid adventurers set off to the mysterious, dangerous, unknowable... resort island! ]

( This is the ill-fated mass extinction memshare event. Please refer to the event for details on the resort and the plotting post for any specific details for characters' memshares! There are toplevels for each area of the resort (and for the memshare). Enjoy! )

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[ There is revelry in the air.

You blink up at the dark sky, a carpet of stars and a waning moon high above like the curved blade of a guillotine. You are in a town, with cobblestone beneath your feet, and in front of you there is a church. There are people milling about you, all gaunt and rather sickly looking, but they carry on with their preparations all the same. There are banners, and tables, and while it is not the type of celebration you would think...you know, in your gut, this is a festival.

'What do you think the Duke's son is like?'

'Our Holy Father must be pleased. We've never planned anything like this.'

'May he be as gracious and loving as our Father....'

The people speak in hushed tones, in reverence. The Court has many unpredictable elements, but Duke Alexei Koshevek has always treated his people with love. Gifting toys to the children, visiting the villages and hearing their plights. Even those who his gaze does not reach for strive to be worthy of his attention, and if that is not possible, to never disappoint him. He is an untouchable entity, who's purity is fathomless. They are blessed for his merciful hand.

But you know this is not true. You know what he is, what he truly is- a soulless creature, like any other, who is incapable of truly feeling the love he says he does. This praise churns your gut in a visceral disgust, watching these people willing to bend over backwards for such a monster.

You have reached the surface, after escaping the endless dream, and you never thought the lands of Ostoya would be far more preferable. But you have learned many things, of the creature dwelling within the Penumbral Vestibule, and they are hard to ignore. So you stick with those you have been with this whole time- with Legba, as you have worked together before, even before all of this. With the silent Sasha, who still grinds your nerves for all their petty smiles and endless silence. And with Benjamin, who is the one who suggests this foray in the first place, now that his identity as a Raevan spy has been revealed.

The news of the festival comes to your ears, and arouses confusion. For the others may not know, but you and Benjamin do- that Duke Koshevek has no members of his family. Every other member of the Court has others who bear their name, but not a single one has ever been turned in the name of the Head Priest. This, in itself, does not settle right. And while Koshevek territory is not even kind to it's people, nevermind outsiders, a bit of investigation may help in the long run-

And so you set off, to the seep of the Black Mire that seems ever darker under the endless night.

There is an odd buzzing, in the back of your head. It should not filter through your head so much, but you cannot stop thinking about the Duke himself- why is he doing this? Who is it for? What could he possibly be planning, doing something so ridiculous just for turning? No other members of the Court make it such a grand ceremony, for their people to celebrate.

The church is in front of you, and there are people milling about inside as well, just as there are out here. You think you see your companions nearby, the red and pink of their hair peeking through the crowd. Something stirs in your chest when you look at the building with it's stained glass and spires, but it also spurns you away, urges you to go back to those you feel even the slightest bit safer around.

What do you do? ]