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    House of the Dead [Event]

    Mythal Ragnos
    Mythal Ragnos

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    Post by Mythal Ragnos 3rd July 2021, 6:05 pm


    OOC Backstory:
    The House of Death is the name given to an old manor in the village of Daravania. The house has been burned to the ground many times, only to rise from the ashes time and time again -- by its own will or that of a mysterious, dark force. Locals from Daravania give the building a wide berth for fear of antagonizing the evil spirits believed to haunt it.

    The wealthy family that build the manor practiced dark arts. Through seduction and indoctrination, they expanded their cult to include a small yet nefarious circle of friends. When word got out, the rest of the village chose to turn a blind eye to the house and the nightly debaucheries happening within it.

    The cult tried to summon malevolent, extraplanar entities with no success. The cultists also preyed on visitors, sacrificing them in bizarre rituals and hosting morbid banquets to feast on the remains. When nothing came of the ritualistic murders, the cultists' activities became thinly disguised excuses to indulge their lurid fantasies. The ranks of the cult thinned as members began to lose interest in the debacle.

    Then the dark force arrived.

    The cultists regarded the dark force as a messiah sent to them by the Dark Powers. Drawn to the dark force like moths to a flame, they pledged their devotion for a promise of immortality, but the dark force turned them away, deeming the cult and its leadership unworthy of its attention. The cultists withdrew to the House of Death in despair.

    The cult's habit of trapping and devouring wayward visitors soon proved to be its downfall. On one occasion, the cult snared a band of wizards whom the dark force had manipulated into the Cursed Lands for its own means. The dark force returned to the House of Death and the cultists, seeking redemption, sought to impress their messiah. In response, he slaughtered them for slaying his prey. Centuries later, the cultists' spirits haunt the dungeons under the house. The building itself, it seems, is unwilling to let the cult and its mission be forgotten...

    For one reason or another, you find yourself on a long, gravel road. Alone, with only the mists and haunted sounds of the Cursed Lands to accompany you, you march down the road, strangely determined to find the end of the path. The air chills you to the core, like the first dip into a cool spring, despite the fact that it is midsummer and yet you continue. After what seems like hours, something akin to civilization begins to appear on the horizon. So, too, do other roads with other men and women, people drawn to this same place for means beyond comprehension. The roads converge into one, bringing the separated members together as you all stand stand before a lost landmark. The gravel road has led you to a village, its tall houses dark as tombstones. Nestled among these solemn dwellings are a handful of closed-up shops. Even the tavern, a common place of interaction, has been boarded up and shut.

    A soft whimpering draws your eye toward a pair of children standing in the middle of an otherwise life-less street. One, a girl in a early teenage years, has short black hair and sullen eyes. An elegant, maroon cape adorns her shoulders and a soft-blue tunic covers her torso, ending wit ha wide and low-hanging skirt. The smaller is a boy, with the hood of his jacket up over his head, shadowing his features. His coat is of the same fine material as the girl's but a bit on the larger side. In his hand is a doll, a flimsy piece of patchwork with misshapen, button eyes. Both children are pale, their skin almost blue-ish in color as the young boy cries and the girl does her best to quiet and calm him...

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    Here is the intro for the House of the Dead. It's short but that's so as not to overload you all with too many words and giving you plenty to work with, in terms of interaction with one another and/or the children. There will be no official post order so feel free to post when you can, even if it's out of order from the last round of posting. As of this post, you have seven days to get a post up. By July 10th at 9:00 PM, your posting time will be up and I will be posting asap. Have fun!
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    Syndrome
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    Post by Syndrome 3rd July 2021, 6:49 pm



    Syn was not entirely sure how she had ended up here, but now the only path was forward. Steady but tired steps took her in that direction until the mist faded away and real life seemed to reemerge from the fog. Syn pulled her cloak more tightly around her as she scanned the area. At least some other mages were among the group, judging by their magical presences. She would be wary of them. For now, it seemed like nobody had come here with the intent to harm. As for the reason they all had mysteriously been led to the location, it was beyond her comprehension.

    With a glance over the others in the vicinity, Syn decided that nobody was a threat for now. She approached one of the shops, realizing it to be boarded up. By proceeding towards what looked like a tavern, she found that it, too, was dark and the windows shut up with wood planks. Her attention was piqued by a soft sound nearby. Syn turned in the direction of the noise and found a young duo hovering over a doll in one of their hands. She did not approach them yet, but instead observed for a moment. They were all alone in the middle of the street, which was strange enough. Everyone else seemed to be approaching the village, and nobody was already within the small settlement. Perhaps it had been abandoned. She could not understand why the children were present, then.

    "What's wrong?" She slowly made her way towards the two children, her hands slightly outstretched in front of her. Syn stopped a few meters away, her eyes questioning.

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    Tor
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    Post by Tor 5th July 2021, 1:07 am

    A long road amidst bleak landscape was the first thing that Tor could see when he open his eyes. He had no idea how or why he had arrived here. In fact, the memory preceding his arrival was blurry as well, giving him no clues but to seek them by walking down the road prepared for him. The mist and haunting sounds were largely ignored, the Rune Knight appearing to walk nonchalantly upon the set path with his hands in his pocket. He could feel the chilling air through the fabric of his black hoodie and jeans.

    After a few hours of walking, Tor’s footsteps finally slowed down. He had finally arrived at an empty and abandoned village. Looking left and right, he could see countless other roads, straight as an arrow and leading to the village from other directions just like his. And on each road, was another traveler just like him.

    ‘Did I get trapped in some illusion?’

    As he stood still at the end of his road, hesitant to take a step into the village, trying to work his mind hard to figure out what was going, Tor’s attention was suddenly pulled away towards a soft whimper. Right in the middle of the village, in the middle of the street were two kids. A girl and a boy.

    ‘Siblings?’

    Tor stayed himself out of suspicion. Their outfits were in absolute conflict with their surroundings, leading Tor to think that they were equally out of place as he was. However, he was no hero. He wasn’t the type to rush ahead of himself towards the kids and go into guardian mode. The whole setting of this place was too weird for him to act so recklessly.

    However, one of the other travelers, a girl with brown hair was the first to approach them. Still, there was sense in her actions. Her mouth spoke words of concern but she still kept a cautious distance.

    Tor’s pursed lips wriggled a little before he moved forward as well, in slow and steady steps, eventually reaching a comfortable distance between himself and the kids. He gave the brown-haired girl a quick look before fully paying attention to the kids.

    “My name is Tor. I’m a Rune Knight. What happened to the two of you? Are you the only ones here?” Tor spoke to them. His voice was slightly low, trying to make it as comforting as he could.

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    Mura Kensho
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    Post by Mura Kensho 8th July 2021, 1:16 am

    … Well, this was nostalgic. Reminiscent of Mura’s first missions as a Fairy Tail Wizard; walking down a gravel road begging for trouble to arrive from whatever lurked in the shadows around. It was that kind of atmosphere that used to terrify him as a child, for it was so strongly associated with the presence of evil spirits… but he had nothing to fear anymore! As long as Kyuken and Zirconis were with him, no evil ghost could do anything to him…

    Trying to wiggle off the cold trying to plaster onto his body, he tugged on his Gaitou tightly and continued down the road. Perhaps he had just gotten lost. It didn’t take long until he spotted a gloomy presence of a village in the distance, but due to how difficult it was to make up the tall houses shrouded in dark mist like that, it didn’t really deserve relief. However, he did sense other mages nearby…

    While he wasn’t scared or anything, n-no way, he just felt a little wary… and alert, mainly due to the atmosphere overall. He had noticed that many more roads led to the front of what appeared to be a village with no signs of life inside. Windows were shut and darkened, the air was dead silent, and all the entrances were also sealed with planks and nails. This place just seemed deserted, except with the other mages arriving here from one of the other roads leading to this place. Okaaaaay, that was a weird thing… it was as if they were all lured here at the same time, somehow connected to each other.

    “H-Hey, w-w-w-w-what’s up with this place…?” Kyuken, the blue spirit ball with a face next to the shaman, spoke up with the small amount of courage that he still held onto, “I-It’s like t-t-that b-basem-mmmm-ment in Mag-g-g… h-hey, look! Two people over there, with the two kids! Everything’s in control, Mura, nothing wrong here, after all! Hahahahahahahahah, a-and huh? That guy over there… Tor? Rune Knight? Seems we’re not needed here, then; I say we find a way ba- URAGH!”

    Mura made sure to grab the spirit ball with no balls as Kyuken tried to fly back out of the entrance to the village, for this place reeked of all kinds of bad omens that Mura had encountered in the past; the gloominess of the village and its terrible air was likely associated with whatever caused it to turn deserted in the first place, given how almost all buildings and their openings were sealed off. “… This place reeks of evil spirits. You’re not going anywhere, Kyuken,” he warned his spirit pal before approaching the mages keeping the two kids company…

    … Why on earth were there two kids here? They didn’t look like they were from the abandoned, ruined village given simply by their fancy clothing, but who would ever want to visit this place in that age? Were they left here against their will?

    “… W-Well, this is weird,” he made his presence known to them, crossing his arms while his brow was twitching in worry, “Why would any kids want to visit this place, except against their own will… as if left here by someone else?” He thought over it and considered suggesting them to just take the kids with them out of this abandoned place, over to the nearest actual civilization and figure out where their parents or guardians were.

    I mean, they had to be abandoned here by someone? It seemed like a cruel thing, but it was definitely possible. There were some sick bastards out there, really…

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    Mythica
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    Post by Mythica 8th July 2021, 9:16 pm

    "Reminds me of the place we met..." A familiar voice whispered directly into Mura's ear. A young black haired female stood politely right behind her husband with her hands behind her back. A moment ago she was nowhere to be seen, but had somehow appeared in the time between the group's line of site. Mythica had been dressed in her usual unremarkable attire. A simple white buttoned shirt covering her bust with a black skirt, tights, and shoes to match. Her hair rested over the woman's shoulders in two even twin tails, while her bangs carefully guarded her left eye. "Though admittedly there weren't as many eyes..." Mythica continued with a light chuckle, staring at the group of strangers before her.

    The children certainly stood out, though Mythica was too experienced or insane to feel any connection to their plight. That didn't take away her curiosity however. Her attention soon shifted to the two other adults trying to consult with the pair. One of them being a Rune Knight. Mythica still hadn't brought herself up to speed on the situation yet, so she wasn't sure what the Magic Council's involvement was in this place, but the chronomancer made a note to keep an eye on him. "Hmmm... Any idea where might we be?" she asked curiously, taking a moment to gaze at her surroundings. Though the exact means of Mythica's arrival seemed unclear, it was obvious the trip did not make her aware of the location when she appeared for Mura's sake. Something about it felt very off. The sensation made Mythica internally grin.

    Without saying another word Mythica eagerly linked her arm to Mura's and rested her head on his shoulder. It had been quite some time since Mythica had seen Mura last. Despite their deep connection to one another, both parties are equally busy with their lives and the duo often spend much time apart. On top of that, whatever was happening here seemed to catch Mythica's attention. For now she was keen on observing the conversation between the knight and the pair of children...

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    Post by Caelestis Icarus Zephyr 9th July 2021, 12:31 pm

    Caelestis wasn’t sure why he found himself in places like these so often. There was something deeply unsettling about the long gravel roads, mists, and barren landscapes of this place. His only real comfort was the lack of a ceiling, and the fact that he was indeed able to see the sky, if a cloudy one. Still, though, he didn’t like this place. He detected almost no movement, and not many scents. It was almost as if this whole area was holding its breath, stuck in time. There was a moment of relief when his lonely gravel road seemed to merge with others, up ahead. He could even see a few people, and a town that seemed as gloomy as the rest of this area.

    As he got closer, it became quite clear that there was something off with this picture. A young man and woman stood some distance from another small group, consisting of another man and woman who had stopped in front of two children. As he got closer, he picked up snippets of words and conversations, as well as harsh crying from the boy. However, these were the only sounds he seemed to be able to hear beyond his own noises, footsteps and breathing seeming to echo all too loudly in the eerily quiet area.

    As he reached a safe distance from the two small groups, he stopped, looking at them all more closely. Truly, the more he observed the stranger it got. Nobody looked like they really belonged here, not even the two children on the side of the road. The town itself seemed completely abandoned, too, all boarded up windows and empty streets. It sent chills down his spine. Out loud, he raised his voice loud enough for the other people to hopefully hear, eyes darting between the people and the abandoned town. “Something doesn’t feel right here! I can hardly hear any movement beyond the sounds the people here are making! There’s no smell to this place, either!”

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    Mythal Ragnos
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    Post by Mythal Ragnos 12th July 2021, 4:34 pm



    As the estranged party gathered in the ruins of Daravania, a brief glance back the way they had come would provide an alarming development. The separate roads that had all led to the town were now thickly covered in a dense mist, rolling out from the hidden fields beyond the scope of the village. Anyone attempting to walk into the fog, perhaps to investigate if there was a source, would find themselves walking in complete white smog for several minutes before emerging… back where they had started. Their paths were gone and, for all intents and purposes, the party was now trapped in the dilapidated town -- for better or worse.

    The young boy seemed to tense up as Syndrome and Tor approached, turning his face into the young girl’s coat and crying even louder. The girl did her best to continue calming him, bathing him with warm words of affection. She looked at both the young woman and the Rune Knight, her eyes full of wrought emotion that she couldn’t quite put to words until the boy had settled. It took a few moments but soon his crying and wailing settled into sniffles and hiccups. As she continued to rub his back gently, she finally turned to address the two in front of her -- and seemingly the group beyond as well. “There’s a monster in our house,” she said quickly, her voice raspy and grainy. It sounded like she had spent a good portion of time screaming, her throat course and worn. “Our parents warned us about it, telling us that we could never go into the basement or it would eat us. We could hear it screaming at night. It scared us…”

    The little boy looked up, her words sparking the memory of the hideous sounds in the young one’s mind. He blubbered a bit more and the girl sweetly ran her hand through his hair. “Don’t fret, Thornbolt.” Though she spoke of hope to the young boy, the spark of that same light lacked in her eyes as she looked back to the party. “I’m Rosavalda, Rose for short. This is my brother, Thorn. Please, you have to do something. Our baby brother, Walter, is still inside the house. I’m terrified the monster could get him.”

    As Caelestis spoke of the strange and concerning feelings he was experiencing, Rose spoke up for him to hear. “It’s the mists, mister. They are dangerous; they move in close as night falls. Already it is starting to creep into the town. Every night it crawls until it stops at the gates of our house. Oh please, will you help us? Our parents have disappeared and I fear the monster will break out without someone stopping it!”

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    Here is your second post, my apologies for the wait. Twas a busy weekend. As stated before, you have a week so be sure to post before July 19th!
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    Tor
    Tor

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    Post by Tor 15th July 2021, 1:28 am

    Tor’s expression fell slightly when his question made the younger sibling cry even harder than he already was. He was at a loss. He was bad with kids, and comforting them was definitely not a skill he had. However, as the younger boy continued crying while his sister did her best to calm him down, other people began to walk out of each misty road like specters. And like himself, none of them knew where they were and what sort of situation they were currently in.

    ‘Even knowing how I got here would be helpful.’

    One of Tor’s eyebrows rose slightly when the third and fourth person to appear in this godforsaken place knew each other. He could recognize the male as the Guild Master of Fairy Tail, but he had no idea on who the female who was acting intimately with him was. Tor gave a quick nod in the man’s direction, although he wasn’t even sure if it would be acknowledged. The female mage clinging to his arm gave Tor a slightly bad feeling, though he wasn’t sure why.

    A fifth person appeared, standing at a distance from the group nearer to the children. Tor gave everyone a quick look over and only turned back to looked at the siblings when the older one began to speak. As the girl shed some light on their situation, in a voice obviously made coarse by own her share of screaming, Tor had other questions of his own.

    “What about the other villagers? The village seems abandoned, fairly understandable with the information you’ve shared but why are you still living here with your parents? In a village that gets covered in this impenetrable mist and in a house that harbors a monster in the basement…” Tor let himself trail off as he spoke.

    Inside, he knew he wasn’t going to get any easy answers. Not through the siblings.

    But then there was one he needed to ask.

    “Where’s your house?”

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    Syndrome
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    Post by Syndrome 15th July 2021, 6:03 pm



    In response to her careful concern, Syn had received even louder wailing from the little boy. She forced herself to remain calm, barely glancing at the man who introduced himself as a Rune Knight as he stepped closer to their position. As expected of someone of his status, he asked questions that were pertinent to the situation, if a bit abrupt. As the male child slowly began to stifle his cries into sniffling, the girl holding him looked up at Syn and this... Tor. Around them, a few other mages or people with vague magical signatures milled about, discussing the situation. None of them seemed to have a distinct idea of what was going on, leaving the auburn haired girl even more suspicious of this series of events.

    However, she turned her attention back to the little girl, as she was now speaking. 'She sounds like she has already been through a lot, but it is possible her weariness and hoarse voice was practiced in order to aid in this ruse,' Syn thought, considering all of the options. The most probably explanation still remained that she was telling the truth. "Why would an ordinary pair of parents be keeping a monster contained in their basement?" She mused out loud, her voice low and questioning. It was not directed at either of the two children, but rather aimed towards the small gathering of more adult individuals surrounding the two adolescents. "Well, Miss Rose and Mister Thorn, I for one will do my best to rescue your brother," the female mage finally vowed, placing a hand over her chest as she promised to make an effort in order to recover the child still inside.

    Nonetheless, despite her words and lack of willingness to go back on them, Syn remained suspicious of these circumstances. The parents were missing, as well. "When was the last time you saw your parents? Where are the other residents of the town?" She asked the children as gently as possible before scanning the area around them. Syn scrutinized the mists, attempting to gauge their level of threat. Despite their eeriness, she could not directly conceive an active threat originating from them. It was possible that the mists were still the cause behind the disappearance of the other inhabitants of the town, but the existence of these kids remaining here was questionable in that case. How they had survived the monster and also managed to evade the mists was troubling. Syn would not be ungrateful for good luck in their favor, but she could not ignore the peculiarity.

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    Mura Kensho
    Mura Kensho

    The Ghost Slayer


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    Post by Mura Kensho 17th July 2021, 3:03 pm

    H-Hnng!

    Mythica’s arrival was, as always, sudden and unexpected… however, now he wasn’t as psyched up by the eerie nature around this area, since her voice had grabbed most of his attention. “M-Mythica?!” he spoke up, revealing his shock at her presence and looking back to see that the roads from whence they came were slowly being eaten up by mist. Were they… being trapped here by something?

    Even the male with a pair of turk-blue braids noted the irregularity of this place, not being able to hear… any movement apart from theirs? How sharp was his sense of hearing, normally? He must’ve been experienced.

    Anyway, that mist was worrisome. Mura would have to check out if he could reach the road again, but at the same time, he didn’t want to get caught in what felt like some kind of… web?

    However, he didn’t have to go check the roads out. While unnecessary, there were two, floating companions beside him who were more than willing to find a way out – especially Kyuken who rattled his teeth at the mist. “I-I’m not gonna stay here a second longer! Everyone, follow me!!!”

    “Wait, Kyuken, that’s not a good idea-“

    With that cry, Kyuken darted straight into the mist… and disappeared. Mura was beginning to worry a lot; if Kyuken was in trouble, then he’d have to go help him. Therefore, reluctantly he wriggled himself off of Mythica’s otherwise comfortable grasp and excused himself: “Sorry, but I can’t let Kyuken get lost in a mist spell of some sorts…!”

    And with that, he darted into the mist himself… finding himself quite quickly lost, with mist surrounding him at all sides – even from below as he couldn’t even see the surface he was standing on. “Kyuken?! Kyuuuuuukeeeeeeeen, answer me! Where are you?!” Mura called out while moving forward at mach speed, finding little efficiency in his acceleration as the mist just kept growing thicker and thicker… it was definitely a branch of magic, acting like this.

    “H-Hey, if there’s anyone out there pulling pranks on us… it’s not funny! We’ve got, like, two sobbing kids to help, so won’t you mind removing the mist?” he called out to whatever was causing this, thinking it sentient enough to understand his words. Shockingly, the moment he finished his sentence, he was… back. Right in front of his wife, where Kyuken had been shivering behind her.

    “M-M-Mura, the mi-mist… it-t-t led me b-back here… I d-d-d-d-don’t know how…” Kyuken stuttered like a traumatized child, causing the shaman to raise an eyebrow in slight anxiety himself. There wasn’t much that he could do inside that mist himself.

    “… Shit, I think we’re trapped here,” he revealed to Mythica before nodding her along him as he approached the chestnut woman and the Rune Knight with the two kids telling them of the dangers of the mist that he had just entered. A monster was also mentioned… which simplified things for the shaman.

    “The mists didn’t harm me, but I think we’re trapped here…” he conveyed the information to them as well, “Me and Kyuken just tried to find the roads again, but even when we walked in a straight line, we ended up right here again. My guess is that… the monster you mentioned earlier might control it.”

    The Rune Knight had followed with a good question. If the monster was still at their house, then it would be easier to end it and, thus, this nightmarish place. Even if the mist was unbeatable, the summoner seldom was – that was how most curses worked.

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    Post by Mythica 18th July 2021, 1:01 pm

    The situation only continued to unravel more and more interestingly as time progressed. Of course most of it was overshadowed by the fact that Mura was here in Mythica's humble opinion, though that wasn't to say she wasn't supremely interested in the going ons of this strange place and the children in front of them. Mythica could remember many such times she had spent alone before stumbling across strange things like this in the past. After her years of experience and tavel across the continent, it became fairly common for her. Of course, Mythica wasn't a regular traveler so perhaps for her it was different. Nonetheless something serious appeared to be unfolding here, and Mythica was highly curious to see it through. Mura being here also cemented her decision to stay. She had no problem pretending to be innocent and if the source of this problem ended up having to be fought, she would play the part as well.

    Trying not to draw too much attention to herself, especially from the Rune Knight now introduced as Tor, Mythica reserved herself to stand quietly next to Mura and observe the conversation between the children and the others. What she learned was.... Interesting to say the least. Apparently the children came from a house not far from here, and it seemed to be home to some sort of terrible monster. Mythica thought for a moment, trying to gauge her surroundings once more. A monster? One of my own creations perhaps? Unlikely. I have no memory of this place and I do not sense the aura of my creatures prowling the area. No, whatever is going on here is something different... And exciting. The woman thought to herself silently, an expression of intense thinking flashed across her face for a brief moment, but vanished almost as quickly and was replaced by her regular unassuming smile.

    As the woman and the knight continued to gently pry for more information, Mythica noticed Mura's spirit Kyuken getting a little antsy. Odd to be sure, she had know the spirit for quite some time and figured he'd been in worst places than this while hanging out with Mura. Before she even had a chance to address the situation though he bolted in fear straight into the mist! A very foolhardy idea. Even if this magic or curse wasn't Mythica's, she knew better than to trust the abnormal mist that seemed to had been noticed by everyone else here as well.

    .... And Mythica was very unhappy when Mura squirmed out of her embrace to go save a dead man...

    If looks could kill Mura would have been murdered in cold blood as his wife stood silently while he ran into the mist like a moron. There was no proof it wasn't dangerous, so for Mura to blindly follow his idiotic spirit made the blood wolf want to lash out with her magic and drag him back to her... Though she would refrain for now. Instead Mura would be met with a cold glare from Mythica as he came back, explaining the situation with the fog. "You had no idea what was in there and you just abandoned me like that? HMPFH!" Mythica said rather coldly before crossing her arms and looking away from Mura. Truthfully Mythica could never stay mad at Mura for long, but she wasn't about to let him figure that out.

    "Obviously there's some strange magic here... But what I'm more interested in are these children's monster stories." She spoke aloud. Mythica had become somewhat of an expert when it came to magically created beasties, so if this mystery creature turned out to be so she would most certainly like to know more. Walking up to the children, she interrupted their conversation with Tor and Syndrome to ask her own question. "And what do you know of this creature?" She asked plainly and bluntly, but it was clear from her face she was very interested in whatever the children could tell her about that.


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    Post by Caelestis Icarus Zephyr 19th July 2021, 12:32 am

    “Let’s just say my magic involves enhanced senses well beyond a usual human. I should be able to pick up some sound, but if it really is the mists causing this then we’re truly completely cut off here. Anyways, you said there was a monster? Must be powerful to empty an entire village like this. Better be wary, then.” He mused, trying to make sense of it all. Were the mists the power of this monster? Or perhaps a curse to contain monster and victims alike? Either way, the unease that he felt only seemed to grow the longer they stayed here. Even the very air seemed to stand still.

    His thoughts were interrupted by one of the mages running into the mist, only to be returned back very quickly. Caelestis listened to his words, nodding along with a look that could only be described as curiousity. “I’d really like to see how this mist is keeping us in place… this is too strange an occurrence to not wonder at it. If it’s a powerful monster, I doubt it’ll be easy to take down alone, regardless of how powerful any of us may be.”

    Really, this whole thing was very interesting to him, if terrifying. He could tell he wasn’t very strong among the mages here, but the group overall seemed very powerful. What force had drawn them all here? For what purpose had they been united? If it was as simple as killing a monster he doubted they’d be so easily trapped by this so-called mist. It made him want to study it all, so when the strange female mage asked what the children knew, he found himself leaning forwards just a little. He wanted to know too, honestly. Not just because of his quest for knowledge, but to get out of here and defeat this monster.

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    Post by Mythal Ragnos 19th July 2021, 5:58 pm



    The group was quick to seek answers to the missing details, unwilling to rush headfirst into a situation without getting some clarifications. For their part, it looked like Rose was more than willing to offer them whatever she knew, a glimmer of hope in her otherwise dull eyes at the chance of help. Tor and Syn seemed interested in the location of the other villagers and the little girl gave a sullen shake of her head. “I don’t know about any other villagers. Thorn and I were kept in our rooms all day. Mother and father brought us food and gave us education but insisted that we couldn’t roam the halls idly.They had guests and travellers coming to stay with them and we were not to bother them. Sometimes we got a chance to attend a dinner feast with everyone and it was so wonderful!” The little girl’s face brightened at the happy memory, recalling all the elegant smells and foods they’d gotten a chance to eat.

    Syndrome wondered aloud why their parents were keeping a monster in the basement and the brief brightness in the girl’s face darkened slightly. “Our parents were doctors of some kind. They were doing experiments on the monster, I think to see if they could get rid of the fog.” It was clear she didn’t have quite the full answer to the question, repeating an answer that she had surely been given herself. As Tor asked about the house, the little girl opened her mouth to answer but then gasped as she watched not one but two of the party go rushing into the fog. She watched with wide eyes as they disappeared among the mist, lost behind the film of gray. It wasn’t long before they returned and Mura confirmed that wandering the fog simply led them back to the village’s ruins.

    Once again Rose looked ready to answer Tor’s question but then Mythica approached and the little girl seemed to tense up, her eyes staring in what appeared to be great fear as the woman came closer. Mythica inquired about the monster, wanting to know more about it and the girl swallowed hard, summoning up whatever courage her little body possessed. “I-I don’t know. I-I’ve never seen it,” she remarked softly, her eyes dashing away and unwilling to meet Mythica’s.

    Finding more courage in the visages of Tor and Syndrome, Rose turned her eyes back to them. “Our house is this way,” she said quickly as she started down the path, dragging her brother behind her. They rounded the corner next to the tavern and there, down a lengthy stretch of cobblestone road, was not a mansion but an eerie row house. No other landmarks blot the land around the house, leaving it the sole structure on a patch of field that looks unmanaged but still short. As the party follows after the children, the fog seems to hasten its approaching, swallowing up the town behind them, as if being erased from a picture book. It seems the only path is to the house and Rose and Thorn guide the party right up to the front gate.

    A wrought-iron gate with hinges on one side and a lock on the other fills the archway of a stone portico. The gate is unlocked, and its rusty hinges shriek when the gate is opened. Oil lamps hang from the por-tico ceiling by chains, flanking a set of oaken doors that open into a grand foyer. The house stands at three stories, though the tall roof seems to hint at a large attic area as well with two balconies on the third floor—one facing the front of the house, the other facing the back. As they approach, both Rose and Thorn walk slower, clearly disturbed to be returning to the house. But alas they continue leading, right through the gate and to the doors that lead into the foyer and the house itself. “The door is open. Let me just-” But before she could finish her sentence, Rose’s brow furrowed in confusion. Something seems to have disturbed her and she takes an uneasy step back.

    “The monster. I think it’s free,” is the last thing the party hears from her before suddenly, the oaken doors throw themselves open and the two children are instantly ripped from their spots and pulled through the front door, past the foyer and into the rest of the house. The front doors would slam shut behind them and would refuse to budge or break, be it strength or magical force. For a single moment, all is quiet before a loud, feminine shriek rips out from the bowels of the house. And then the front doors would slowly open, their hinges squealing as they suddenly open outwards, despite having opened inwards only a moment ago.

    Hanging on the south wall of the foyer is a shield emblazoned with a coat-of-arms (a stylized golden windmill on a red field), flanked by framed portraits of stony-faced aristocrats, long-dead members of the family, no doubt. Mahogany-framed double doors leading from the foyer to the main hall are set with panes of stained glass. The children are nowhere to be seen but a quick glance behind the party will show that only the house and the party are the only things not covered in fog. The only direction is forward.

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