🏝️ 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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[pactmarshal]

[ Otegine opens his eyes to find himself in an office.

It's clear he sits on the wrong side of the desk--he's not the one in charge. Before him sits a charr, a ferocious feline-like individual, huge horns curling upwards through a tarnished helmet, his teeth bared in a snarl as he stares you down.

Flanking him on either side, back towards the wall, is a man and an unusually large and tall human-looking woman. They both wear similar gold armor. And hanging on the wall behind all of them is a banner featuring a lion's face and nautical imagery.

Outside the window is a bright sunny day. Rays of the sun cast over over a city comprised of a mishmash of ships, which have been resourcefully converted into usable buildings. It smells strongly of the sea, seabirds a common punctuation over the hustle and bustle of the crowded city. ]

You want to go to Orr.

[ The charr growls at him, his voice shaking every fiber of your being. The word Orr drips with disdain, with mockery. This officer is clearly not having anything you're saying.

Orr--that's right. You feel it in your mind, the call of the Wyld Hunt. It's an irresistible urge that draws you to the forsaken land, because it is your life mission to cleanse it of its corruption. You have never been--you have only left the Grove for the first time a few days ago, after all. But this is turning out to be more difficult than you anticipate. The world beyond Mother's boughs is...not kind.

Especially not this charr. He growls again: ]

The talking bush wants to go to Orr. You've got to be shittin' me.

[ The three look at you expectantly. Well? ]