🏝️ dulces sueños group excursion! 🏝️

[hearthwarming]

🏝️ 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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[irresponsibly]

[ TY TIN!! #7, as discussed! CYOA let's go ]

[bluminescence]

[ Lucia finds herself in much dimmer lighting, the air staler as details fill like the stretch of shadows until her eyes adjust like any Groscian. The first sound she hears is the chiming of a bell from nearby and far away all at once. The bells are pleasant the first time they grace most ears. Before they become the yoke of monotony by sound alone, calling all in its range not only to service with early waking, but to work, rest, and slumber.

And then she is suddenly there, standing along the deserted stone pathway that hugs the stone cavern wall behind her. Before her is the sheer vastness of Vuglodir, the historic and glowing capital under the mountain. Flickering lights mark the size of the massive interior mined out over thousands of years only to be filled in again with structures that spiral or line the walls with feats of marble, stone, steel, and other metals.

Generations of creation, upheaval, advancement and decline are written in the variations of the designs of the buildings. Banners of white silks and golds hang from the complex that circles the uppermost ring of white marble and smooth gray stone. Intricate facades of gold, and the white statues of the saints speak to the age of this place. How out of place then, are the crisp banners of the current Avus, hung from them with the looming figure of a dragon imprinted down its length. Hung at an angle, a reminder to any who dare look up from the deeper belly of the city. Everything is contained under the mountain, within the reach of the Avus.

Like the inside of an egg, the sloped walls are painted in glowing whites and golds, dotted like stars and full of life and movement. Streets and shops are visible in the ring below, humming to life with the early bells and the first train of the day pulling into the station like the trolley and the lifts. Everyone barely grazes five feet tall and glows in the dark, slightly dimmer than the bright but hazy lighting of the paths; like bioluminescent flowers encased in lovely glass.

Rising from the very center of the large cavern is the massive skull of Orm. The truest, purest source of white light in Kaspar's existence. A single, menacing tooth could fit multiple grown man within its cavity. The bones of the skull produce a unending white glow, pulsing with the heartbeat of the whole nation. Kaspar follows his path as it hugs the high walls of the cavern in which the massive city sits. Old murals and reliefs, long forgotten by the current regime, scale the old stone in a broader palette of dulled colors than the whites, golds and silvers of the upper levels.

Down the pathway, Kaspar looks largely as she would remember him as he slows to enjoy the view. He doesn't see her when he turns away, only to pause again by an opening in the stone. He hasn't spied her yet.

What would Lucia like to do? ]

[irresponsibly]

[ What an intricate place she's found herself in. Lucia takes in the decor, the stars, the sounds of the bells... She's not sure where she is, but it'a a miraculous place, one that she will etch into her memory forever with how magnificent it is. Idly, she wonders what this is...

And then she sees Kaspar down the pathway. The wiser thing to do would be to observe. Instead, she calls out towards him with a wave: ]

Oh! Kaspar! Hello!