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let's set d o w n some ([personal profile] groundrules) wrote in [community profile] westwhere2022-05-18 06:35 pm

the tithe



The Arc III finale stretches until 2 June — and it’s erupt to no good.



THE TITHE




THE HOUSE OF RAVENS | THE RITES | THE VOLCANO | | THE VILLAGES | THE AFTERMATH




THIS HOUSE IS YOUR HOUSE

The Ke-Waicai believers prepare for human sacrifice rites to prevent the eruption of the Ke-Sanwon volcano. They will lead tributes to the volcanic crater, which is lidded by the grounds of a decrepit haunted temple — known as the House of Ravens.

At the heart of the temple is a trodden dais that comprises four slowly receding plates. Numerous temple columns and deteriorating walls offer overnight hiding places, but beware the flinching statues and irritable large ravens. Meat, blood or shiny offerings can distract the birds.

■ Use the three previously gained keys to infiltrate the House of Ravens at night through forest pathways revealed by the Huntress.

■ Entrants to the House of Ravens are fully or partially depowered. Their ancestral curse is immediately lifted. Their strength is pulled into the Ke-Sanwon crater, which brims with raw magical power.

■ Hide on temple grounds until dawns, when the dais plates fully open to reveal a 10-metre entryway into the volcanic crater.

■ Overnight, characters are relentlessly tempted by mirages that only they witness: the eerie voice of a loved one might coax them to commit their greatest sin, or they could repeatedly relive memories that led them to such follies.

■ Characters guilty of drunkenness and gluttony feel deathly parched, starved and drawn to a lavish spread that is constantly far out — and ends up comprising raw corn and stale water, when they finally reach it. The lustful find their companions irresistible, or trail after a delectable beauty, who dissolves when touched. The wrathful mull violence, while the envious suspect their companions possess what they most desire. The proud are contemptuously incited to prove their superiority or independence, while the slothful give in to callous indifference towards their peers.

■ The stone statues that decorate the House of Ravens retaliate once visitors succumb to their sins: smaller sculptures throw stones or throttle nearby sinners, but only move when you do not look into their eyes. Larger 4m-tall statues exit the walls and give (slow) chase, retreating after 10-15 minutes. The statues stop attacking at dawns.




LET THERE BE BLOOD

CONTENT WARNING: BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF NPC PAIN, TRANSFORMATION

By dawns, the believers of Ke-Waicai have rallied their tributes — each crowned with wreaths of branches and crops — before the open dais. Roughly two hundred villagers attend the rites, along with eight powerful priests who use elemental magic.

■ A first sacrifice walks a long narrow plank that starts from the dais and goes a few metres into the mouth of the volcano. The plank shivers under from heat, but withstands weight.

■ During 15 minutes of exposure, the volcanic magic enshrouds the sacrifice, who painfully transforms into one of the animalistic tar creatures housed in the labyrinths of Ke-Sanwon.

■ Magically sensitive characters can feel this tribute now hosts volcanic magic, and that Ke-Sanwon’s power has slightly diminished.

■ The rites are interrupted by the significantly weaker, but wrathful Beastmaster, whose xenomorphic creatures attack the temple and seek his missing son

■ Characters should free the remaining tributes during the skirmish. They can be as nerfed as you need (if at all) during the rest of their stay in the House of Ravens.

■ The dais must stay open to access the volcano. You can take control of it and of the House by defeating the magically endowed priests, (literally) shouldering the head priest’s ancient white raven and holding its leash.

■ Pass the raven around and defend the bird’s current holder! Whoever carries the raven is often targeted by the village mob and the Beastmaster’s creatures.

■ The clashes last a few hours, until the Beastmaster and villagers exhaust their forces.

Diego Hargreeves, Xie Lian, Wrathion, Daenerys and Jon Snow apprehend the Beastmaster, slaying him, when he refuses to relinquish the Brotherhood. Decide who lands the killing blow. His last words: ”You’ve… seen this place. My animals… our dead… have more compassion than these living.”




FIRE AND BRIMSTONE?

The volume of magical energy and tormented spirits inside the volcano weighs heavily on the fracturing dark water mirror that has prevented Ke-Sanwon’s eruption so far. It’s going to blow, unless you:

■ Throw more dark water in to fix the mirror fissure. You can get dark water from volcanic cracks, dried wells and creepy crop fields.

■ Use ice / cold magic and ol’ science to cool down the volcano and help the mirror heal. Or lend Moiraine and Magnus a hand as they work with cold magic, and protect them while they cast.

■ Help Wrath and Wei Wuxian exorcise the volcano’s ancient spirits. Many have lost consciousness, reduced to memory fragments and feelings of wrath, pain and resent.

■ Guide villagers to bring sea water. Anduin (on top of the dragon Wrathion) and the harpy Eda are flying in supplies. Viktor is coaxing shipments from his werewolf friends of Ke-Waiar. Large phoenixes are also up for grabs for deliveries. Ensure couriers can safely arrive and quickly discharge their water.

Several characters are set to each absorb some of the magical power contained within the volcano, developing aftereffects. They must walk the wobbly plank and stay exposed to the volcano magic for under 15 minutes to avoid transformation: the longer they linger, the more power they take in, feeling as if they are burning from within. Exit quickly and rest copiously after. Those who spend over 10 minutes exposed suffer intense fevers and require immediate medical assistance to cool down.




WILL SOMEONE THINK OF THE CIVILIANS?

Beyond the House of Ravens, assist villagers who want to safeguard their possessions or evacuate by sea.

■ The gradual spread of Ke-Sanwon’s magic infects some villagers with temporary animal traits. These effects dissipate within three-four hours.

■ Characters who remain in the villages may feel more irritable and resentful, overcome by the feelings of the volcanic spirits.

■ Coordinate water and supply deliveries with those at the House of Ravens.

■ The Hok-Shinn are divided in their response: some resort to daylight robbery to secure the funds for their own safe departure; citing security, the men of Sairen unsympathetically rally commoners into designated parts of the village, often splitting apart families that then need help finding relatives; alone, Weisi’s followers keep the peace, but are frequently overwhelmed by waves of panicked villagers, thugs and animal hybrids.

■ The magical spillage overwhelms the forest fox spirits, leaving some enraged and prone to attack. Others assume the shape of beautiful wo/men and ask escort into Ke-Waihu for shelter, without disclosing their fox natures. These ethereal strangers betray their origins with cold smiles, glimpses of fleetingly sharp teeth, a fondness for chicken, and… is that an extra set of ears? No harm befalls those who bring a fox into the village, though s/he may insist on now being your lawful spouse.




THE AFTERMATH

With the clashes and Ke-Sanwon subdued, the villagers of Ke-Waicai request back their temple keys and white raven. They lead the party to the beacon of the House of Ravens — the beautifully carved and now-closed dais above the volcano.

■ Party companion Hatisse confirms the beacon can be revived within days.

■ She warns that an eruption was prevented by depleting the volcanic magic now, but that the threat could recur within five to 10 years.

■ All character curses (ancestral or individual) are lifted, and powers return completely.

■ Spend some downtime in the villages. Ke-Waicai offers the most luxurious, but frosty accommodations, while the werewolves of Ke-Waiar are tired, but thrilled hosts. Those who suffer from lycanthropy are now experiencing fewer and fewer ‘nocturnal episodes.’

■ In Ke-Waihu, villagers have now calmed and are grateful for help with reaping the fresh harvest and watering their crops, as well flows revive. Every other night, Hok-Shinn Weisi organises a bonfire with village musicians, hearty dances, fresh bread and ale. Villagers seek to marry off their… alluring spawn to their saviours.

■ Within days, Hatisse summons the party to the activated beacon: a pool of white energy, in which one must slowly descend. Characters who were dropped or AC swept in May enter the beacon first and are presumed returned to their home worlds. Characters set for a canon update follow in — but are spat back by the portal and return within minutes.

■ Inevitably, the remaining volatile magic of the volcano disrupts the beacon and ruins the dais. Happily for you, the Merchant will soon get in touch with your next ticket east.


QUESTIONS

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[personal profile] downswing 2022-05-26 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
( A husband who does not expect his wife. A lover untrue. He flinches, eyes sharp and disdain of him, this anonymous fool, breeding in Lan Wangji's heart like spring weeds taking root, nurturing bloom. Lacing his tongue bitter.

What man swears himself to a spouse, then does not expect their return? Perhaps she speaks of widowhood, and the wait is a long metaphor, the endless sleep that the departed half of a pair does not anticipate to break until their spouse joins them in stillness. Or perhaps, much likelier, there was a — dissolution of the union, as if a wife as strong, cunning or deserving as Allison Hargreeves can be simply set aside. What would compel such a wasteful creature to discard her? Greed, ambition, pride.

Men never know the measure of that which slips between their fingers. No matter. Wangji chooses his words carefully, at a slow pace: )


Apologies. I presumed. ( That her marriage was felicitous, and Lan Wangji's to speak of. This, then, is what the principles detest: gossip, whatever the intentions. Do not speak out of turn. He fractures the principles once more, deeper: ) You are worthy of regard.

( A candid translation: Your husband is blind. )
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[personal profile] rumorate 2022-05-26 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[It takes her a second to realize the path his thoughts had taken, and her eyes widen, because no, that is not the case at all. She has never been more regarded than she has with Ray Chestnut. The world was just more complicated and she's quick to correct the misunderstanding.]

Oh, no. No, no. Not that way.

[How to explain the way it is, though. Apparently it's just to ramble it all out because that's what she's going to do:]

So you know that thing my brother does, where he blips around and scares the shit out of you and just feels zero remorse about it? Well, sometimes he can do that through time, but he's not very good at the accuracy end of things. So ... there was this thing we broke in the present, and we thought that a way we could fix it is going back to the past.

[Because that's what sane people do, clearly.]

But again, his accuracy problem, and we not only wound up going too far into the past but getting scattered across several different years. So I was stuck and didn't know if I was ever going to see my family again, let alone how I was going to get home, and I met a guy. We fell in love, and when he asked me to marry him, I said yes.

[And she loved him. Really loved him.]

Anyway. Eventually my family did show up and we broke things, again, and then we fixed them, but when we had the chance to go back to our time, I knew I had to go. I had a daughter, waiting for me, I couldn't leave her behind. I asked Ray to come with me, but he was an activist, you know? He couldn't run away for a better world and abandon everyone else.

[So it's not that he didn't regard her. In fact, she's willing to bet that he misses her as much as she misses him. But he's not waiting for her to return.]
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[personal profile] downswing 2022-05-27 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
( That... thing her brother does, where he... and feels... and through time. But poorly. Yielding results that obliterate the present and must be mended in... the past.

Where Allison Hargreeves chose matrimony to heal the sickness of an endless rift from her trueborn family — only to ruthlessly abandon her husband, for she already has a daughter, perhaps of Sizhui's age, should he inquire —

And the husband, he would not pursue them, for no doubt he felt his heart abandoned, and Allison says, he was... active, and so perhaps it tempted his trained flesh the quicker to... run the labyrinthine circumstances of his miscreant wife, and...

...Five has failings.

Yes.

Yes, Lan Wangji understands now, nod careful and wise and slow, and all the more overcome with sympathy, when a farmer meanders by to introduce his ale of the season, and Lan Wangji gently lifts a cup from his hand, the pitcher from the other. He pours an ambitious dose, before offering the cup to Allison. )


Pace yourself. ( Breathe. Consider your life. Its choices. Above all, your brother. ) You will cross the path of your husband once more. Fate does not keep the halves of one soul long parted.
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[personal profile] rumorate 2022-05-28 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Allison wouldn't characterize it as callous, but she wouldn't deny that she could be. Maybe she would have had a better life, staying in the sixties with her husband, fighting for freedom. But she loved her daughter. And she couldn't risk never seeing her again.

She does smile at the sentiment, though. She had thought of that too, if Ray lived past the civil rights era and managed to be an old man in 2019.]


I hope you're right. I miss him.
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[personal profile] downswing 2022-05-28 10:05 am (UTC)(link)
( Sixteen years and the bare, trinket morsel of Wei Ying's return to show for it. Meteoric, unexpected. Balm on scars long ended. The mourning of long separation cannot be separated, anticipated, experienced in ways that catch a blow before its fall.

It is. Simply, cosmically, greater than the being it targets with sterile and surgical precision. A needle, hammering a point. The sun turning its long, baleful eye on one target, relentlessly.

He shifts, this time to hold the cup with both hands in the way of a gift offered with humility. )


Wait wounds. Uncertainty slaughters. ( Do not 'hope.' Do not 'pray.' Think. Know. ) Do not bleed yourself. Hold faith.

( He thinks, if he had not lived her fate, he would not know his mouth for its cruelty. )
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[personal profile] rumorate 2022-05-30 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Faith is hard in a world that's constantly changing. Hargreeves also wasn't really one for teaching them to believe in things. In a lot of ways, hope is all she has, and she's always found it good enough.]

Faith has never really been my strong suit. You don't really need it when you can just make people do whatever you want. You don't have to trust them.

[She's trying to get better at that. The trusting part. She trusted Ray, and she trusts her family. It's everyone else she's working on.]
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[personal profile] downswing 2022-05-31 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
Apologies. ( This, softened, careful, choice. Absent his brother's diplomacy, but infiltrating the echelons of strategic discourse, chosen to strip offence bare, where it serves no open purpose.

He abandons the cup, sits it at tender balance beside them on a slip of wooden nothing, an overgrown splinter that might have been a stalk or a tree's husk or a nightmare, manifested. The woods have a way of materialising their horrors here. He has learned. They have all learned too much of the lands, far more than they intended. )


But there are limitations to charm, eloquence and beauty.

( Her gifts of conversation are wasted on the unsophisticated. Her beauty will thrive and mature, but its strength will prove transient. And how will she compel people to achieve her wishes, then? )

Trust is inescapable.
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[personal profile] rumorate 2022-06-01 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
I know. I'm working on it.

[Building real relationships, letting people see all her flaws. It's harder than just rumoring them to do what she wants, but it's also worth it, she's finding.]

Some things take baby steps.