crescentview | 🏝️ dulces sueños group excursion! 🏝️

🏝️ 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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[He sure is having a lot of dreams about being in Trahearne's body suddenly.

The understanding comes to him all at once. The celebration, the speech, him (bandaged and a little limping but smiling with such joy). He knows this moment, and it puts a painful, tight heartache in him to stand in what was a simpler, happier time. Before they lost so many more of their friends. Before saving the world got so complicated.

He's about to go find Destiny's Edge, but Ridhais' voice stops him. He turns to look down at her, his own bewilderment only momentary. He wished he'd paid more attention to her at the time.]

Hello, Ridhais. [He smiles.] What is it?

[ Ridhais looks up at you--there's a faint flush over her cheeks, and her hand remains fixed on her chest. Her expression is bewildered, and slightly confused.

The gesture does not seem directed towards you. It is a reaction to what she felt.

"What was that? Was that for..." She glances out to the crowd, to where your younger self vanished, then back up at you. "...For the commander?" ]

... Uh. [When in doubt, play dumb.] What was... what, Ridhais?

[ "The, ah..."

Ridhais only stares for a moment before looking down at the hand on her chest, then back up at her marshal.

"--It's nothing. Forgive me, Marshal. I must have imagined it."

Play dumb seems to have worked. ]

[Haha! Denying his(?) feelings works once again!

He moves Ridhais a pat on the shoulder.] Go on and enjoy the festivities, Ridhais. You've earned this celebration as much as anyone.

[ Ridhais blinks, looks as though she might say something else, but who is she to question her superior?

"Yes, sir." She salutes him before wandering off into the crowd, leaving you alone.

The party is yours. ]

[The party is his.

He goes first to find Destiny's Edge. Then the leaders and representatives of the order. He's certainly being more gregarious than Trahearne is, but in a dream does that really matter? He can always blame it on the drink. The mood. Anything.

But there are faces here that has since left them and he... wants to see them again. Wants to recommit to memory who they were when they were alive. Wants to hold on, just a little longer, to the friends and mentors he's lost over the years.]

[ Destiny's Edge is there, not far from you.

It is the first time in many years that all five of them stand together, not at each other's throats. They seem to be enjoying each other's company, in fact. Genial conversation flows among them. Though perhaps the elated atmosphere and drink help, it is a sign they have smoothed over the rifts that once tore them apart.

And it is probably the last time they all stand together like this.

Caithe notices you first, of course. She turns--green, as she once was--and delights when she sees you.

"Trahearne!" she waves you over. "We did it--Zhaitan is finished. As is my Wyld Hunt." ]

We--you did it. [He stumbles a little to remind himself that he is Trahearne right now. Though, perhaps that correction is just too modest.

His gaze wanders a bit, trying to spot Eir.] This is a truly joyous day for Tyria.

[ Eir is right there, her arms folded proudly as she observes you. When your eyes lock, she takes it as permission to speak.

"You've proven yourself to be an excellent leader, Marshal." She nods, as though approving her own sentiment. "And that commander of yours, too."

Another voice pipes up--it's Logan. "Without your leadership and teamwork, I doubt any of this would have been possible."

"Yeah," comes the begrudgingly agreeing growl from the charr. "And I doubt all five of us would be standing here without him."

It is Zojja's turn to speak. "Chances of our reunion on good terms would be near zero otherwise. Thus making it even less likely any of this would come to pass." She pauses to scan the crowd, best an asura can. "We owe him." ]

Thank you. [He bows politely.] We could not have done it without your help, either.

[If only things could have stayed this simple.]

[ "And you're gonna need our help for all of the other dragons to come, Marshal," Rytlock says, lifting his mug of ale.

"Hear, hear!" Logan lifts his glass in turn, and the rest of Destiny's Edge follows suit with a cheer.

The cheer ripples through the crowd; those around you likely don't know what exactly the cheer is for, but does it matter at this point? Zhaitan has been brought down. Everything deserves to be celebrated.

The party still rages on, faces once lost mingle in the crowd. If there is anyone else you wish to see again, now is your chance. ]

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