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The Festival of Iuna / Rumour Pickings
« on: Nov 30, 2018, 02:09 AM »
Once, Kass had hated that nickname.

His mother gave it to him, when he was still very young, and he didn't mind it, from her. She always said it affectionately, but eventually Vopiscus picked it up. Vopiscus always said it with a sneer, and when Cygnus later picked it up, too, he said it the same way. Icarus never did, at least. Most others that used it outside the house used it maybe only once, because Kassandros often glared daggers into them for it. It was somewhat difficult to be taken seriously when too many people called you some cutesy nickname. It turned out, he was right; he didn't mind it, from Sandalio, and despite him just testing out the sound of it, it still managed to make his heart leap into his throat. Either that, or that was the panic. At the moment, it was a bit difficult to say.

Quite honestly, he really wasn't sure why this was working, in any sense of the term. Still, it was. It was going to be okay, he was going to be fine, and he knew that. As frustrating as it was, how defensive of him Sandalio had become, it was also fairly reassuring. It meant he could afford to sit here, and freak out for a few minutes, if that was what he had to do. He went quiet, there, breathing, trying to force it to slow down. To some extent, it worked. At least the world hadn't stayed narrowed down to what was right here, except it also did, in some way, but that was purposeful on his part. Sandalio's presence was just anchoring enough, he didn't completely lose it, at least. It was a start. Not enough of one but - it was a start all the same.

Funny, wasn't it, how it was always Sandalio that managed to catch Kass at his worst. Nothing seemed to have changed between them, though. Well, maybe something did. Breathing, in for four seconds, out for five, there we go... at least that was getting under control; the shaking wasn't, but, ah, actually, he sat up a bit, watching the Macenian's eyes. Grey was a rare colour to come across, and it suited him. Cygnus' eyes were a little more grey than blue, but still mostly blue, and Sandalio was the first person Kass had ever met that had truly grey eyes. Most would find that colour boring, he was sure; Kass thought it was the most beautiful colour he'd ever seen. ... he was never saying that. Still, it didn't take long, after that, for his breathing to become easier to control. Somewhere in there, he reached up and brushed his hair out of his eyes. That was better. Enough the light brightened them up, and, unconsciously, Kass almost sort of smiled, a bit. One more breath in, and he wasn't fighting with his breathing, anymore, at least.

"Not sure what that was," he murmured, and then realised he was still staring at his eyes and looked down at his lap, sitting back a bit. "Just, military friends." Then again, the last time he'd almost had a panic it was - but that was so long ago, that was so - ugh. He decided to leave that out. It didn't really matter. "This, see?" he said, quiet. "This is why. I'm not -" ah, words were being difficult. "You'll argue with me, I'm sure. You usually do, when you feel strongly enough about something. S'funny," he mused, fiddling with his sleeve, "a lot of people see me as this stubborn, immovable object, strong and solid and deliberate, but you're actually stronger than I am. I'm not that person. I don't know who I am, or was, anymore. S'just who I needed to become. Nobody's fault but this stupid nation's, I guess, but that won't get me very far, either. There's. ... there's not much left of me, anymore. I'm barely hume, now. I forgot how to be hume, and that's not fair to you, and it seems like such a waste of time, bothering with me, when there are plenty of people Dalmasca hasn't destroyed you could expend all that energy on." That was a lot of words, and he didn't even - ugh.

He shook his head, a bit. "What I'm trying to say is, I don't know what love is, Sandalio. I've never really felt it, before, I think. Maybe I love my brothers, but they're also kind of an obligation, too, and I know that's not fair to them, it just, is. I don't know what love is, but, if it's that weird giddy feeling when I hear your voice, or losing track of everything watching your eyes light up in the sun, or panicking a bit when I can't find you in ten seconds, or that feeling that makes it hard to breathe when you laugh, believing everything'll be okay when you're here, then, I... I guess I love you. But I don't... I don't know how to." And maybe that wasn't his fault, it was debatable, whether it was or not. "You've got your own problems," he added, glancing up for just a second, and then looking back down. "You don't need to be fighting through mine, too." And that was ignoring the fact he may not make it much longer than this, regardless of what Ytias said.

Heralds / Nov 27, 2018 -- New Theme
« on: Nov 27, 2018, 10:52 AM »
So we have a new theme for the winter. This will eventually come in a light variant, I just haven't gotten it done yet. Happy Non-Specific-Winter-Holiday-Of-Choice, everyone!

There are a couple things to note with this change.
  • The theme is still a little bit broken, or is using templates from Fra Nordri temporarily. I will eventually be going back and redoing several of the templates because they're annoying me. Lol
  • If anyone has any feedback about it, please do let me know!
  • We also have a playlist in the sidebar, now. Lots of good instrumental stuff with an ancient-times vibe in there. Ah, I will be adding some more songs to it, but it takes the .xml some time to update, anyway, and I gotta find the links for the new songs.
  • The staff now look like normal players. Why? Messiah was built and is maintained by its memberbase, and we really kind of wanted to push that ideology. So, now no one can really tell who's staff at first glance. Yeah, I'm a jerk, I know.
  • Also, quick edit is broken on the new theme, I don't know why, I'll have to fiddle with it. Just use normal edit for now.
  • Finally, I did just remove a couple affiliate buttons because they removed us first, I don't think anyone cares, okay, moving on.

Coasts / the darkness is always there first
« on: Nov 25, 2018, 06:13 PM »
No, that was not how that worked.

Or maybe it was. Maybe it was supposed to be, and nobody had seen fit to tell him that. Then, honestly, there were very few things, at least things of direct importance to him, that anyone had seen fit to tell him. You know, like how he wasn't supposed to be a seer. How he was supposed to have a choice, in what he did, as the Messiah. Still, he wondered if Azaleon was ready to be all mage; quite bluntly, he expected a lot of people to die, if he did that. And maybe he didn't want to be responsible for that kind of chaos.

Anyway, Leon was still talking, and Kassandros had always tried to listen to him before. Usually he was right. It was odd, how well the ilim had started knowing him, and some part of Kass wondered when that had happened. Then, he supposed it didn't really matter, either. The point was, he did, and maybe Leon was right. Hume, huh? That was funny, because he did and did not feel like one. Sure, he certainly looked like one, but he'd never fit in with humes. Certainly not Dalmascan ones. He wondered if it'd always be like that. He didn't seem to get along with Jihonese humes any better, though he had yet to meet a Macenian hume he didn't like. Granted, the situation there often was very particular, so of course he tended to get along with them. He was nice to them.

"Everything's just complicated, Leon," he said, quietly, there at the end. "And I'm getting about damned sick of everything being complicated." By this point, maybe it was no wonder. "I'll think about it. S'not like Sandalio's going anywhere, anyway. In the meantime, breakfast sounds like a good idea." Or at least tea. Gently, Kass pulled his hands out of Leon's, ruffling the ilim's hair, and heading for the house. And maybe he would think about it. More likely, though, he'd try very hard not to.

The Festival of Iuna / Rumour Pickings
« on: Nov 24, 2018, 05:42 PM »
Somewhere amid the internal pep-talking, he became vaguely aware that he was being talked to. Or someone was talking, in the vague vicinity of him, he supposed might be more accurate. It took a moment for it to fully sink in, for the haze of panic to settle long enough for him to become fully aware of it. A glance up, and a squeak, and he shoved himself back against the wall more properly - wait, that was - okay. And he relaxed again. That was Sandalio, and he was fine, that was good, right? Right. Because even if Kassandros was having a full-on melt-down, he did believe he'd be fine if the Macenian was there.

Trust him with the pieces of you that maybe aren't entirely whole. ... and there went his inner Leon voice. He never did figure out why he had one of those, but, maybe that was a better voice to be hearing, about now, in his head. For a moment or two, he just breathed, probably looked a bit confused, and then shook his head, more to himself. "M'gonna hug you," and it came out in something of a messy tumble, but, he was alright with that, pretty much immediately scrambling over to Sandalio and damned near clinging to him.

Normally, mind, he'd actually ask first, but Sandalio had never minded before. Actually, last time, Sandalio had asked him first. That was still perplexing, mind you, but essentially everything about him was, anyway.

"Sorry," huffed in there between panicked breaths. "Jus', need a second." Perhaps a few minutes, who knew, not the point. The point was, whatever-the-heck-that-feeling-Sandalio-gave-him-was had just kicked in, and him being there in the first place gave Kass something to focus on besides whatever-the-heck-he-was-freaking-out-about, it was a win-win situation, really. "You know," Kass started, "you can call me Kassi, if you want." ... he'd meant to say Kass, you know, occasionally he reiterated that. Then, he thought about it, and he hadn't made a mistake, there. As it turned out, no, he wouldn't mind that.

House Essair / What Just Happened?
« on: Nov 24, 2018, 05:02 PM »
That... Tristan shook his head. "Not for you to be sorry for." It was what it was, really. Neither of them could really do anything about it. It was all water under the bridge, now. Things like this happened, more often than not; if the murmurs among the other slaves in House Essair - ... he was a commoner now, uh, among the slaves in House Essair were to be believed, and Tristan had never known them to be wrong, it was bound to happen sooner rather than later. Heck, it was apparently surprising that it hadn't happened already, and Tristan wasn't sure how to take that.

It wasn't like it was all that new. In the grand scheme of things, all three, well four now, of the actual Essairs were mage. Any damn one of them could snap at any minute, so, this was really kind of like a drop of water falling into a lake. Maybe it made ripples, but, not much else. That was probably a strange way of looking at it, but, he'd already decided not to worry about it too much. That just meant he was worrying about pretty much nothing, because once you were a mage, well, you were a mage.

"You're welcome." Yeah, he was glad that was helpful, at least. "Figured he may have an idea of what to do next, if nothing else. And... well, whatever happens, I guess that's what happens. Try not to worry about it too much, either. S'not like you don't have a bunch of other things to think about." Many of which were a little more pressing.

Wanted / Adoptable Ilim Designs
« on: Nov 20, 2018, 10:18 AM »
And these are the two Lyn that I play in the game. Like Shillelagh, I can get a lot of screencaps of these two in a lot of different outfits.

This is Byeol, she is a wolf... thing. I actually think she's almost got the same ears and tail as Leon.
She was originally designed, actually, to be a wanted request for part of the Haradian crownsguard, if I remember right, and I liked her design enough I decided to actually make her something in Blade and Soul xD

This is Vierrae, she is very blue. Also a wolf... type thing. lol

Huh, they could be sisters, damned near. Vierrae's a bit taller than Byeol, but they look almost the same in the face, didn't notice that. xD

Wanted / Houses With Open Positions
« on: Nov 20, 2018, 01:14 AM »
We have quite a few houses on Messiah in the general setting that are available for adoption, and heads of house that can certainly be taken by players. One is also welcome to create their own house, but we highly recommend having a look at the existing non-played houses, as one may align to one's goals already. There are also several Houses with just one or two played members that can certainly accept more members.

Fully Adoptable
House Forrester
Highwind / Merchant Class
Unsurprisingly, given Highwind's huge foresting industry, the leaders of that foresting industry have generally always been Forresters. They are in relatively consistent contact with House Yrdyn and their vassals, and have worked out a deal with the Galacese that allows Highwindians to traverse through Galacese territory in exchange for the spiricite that forms in the rocky regions of Highwind's forests. On occasion, a Forrester is elected to a more central leadership position, but more often, the Forresters don't even bother running. They're humble woodworkers for the most part, and would prefer to remain that way. Well, most of them.

House Greyson
Dalmasca / Mercantile
Newcomers to the major noble lines of Dalmasca, Greyson were originally a minor house serving House Kenleigh, and when Kenleigh fell, Greyson arose to take their place. For the most part, Greyson have kept their noses clean, and remained out of interhouse conflict, but with the rise of the house as a major power in Dalmasca, that, most likely, will change, and soon, despite their head of house's attempts to prevent them from being dragged into it.
The head of house is established as being Adranos Greyson, but he may have siblings, and does have a living mother. He's also never been directly referenced in board-canon, so could be replaced.

House Kanesuke
Jihon / Warlord Class
House Kanesuke is well-known for having a large amount of military influence. Some of the House's ancestors literally wrote the book on military treatise, and many of Jihon's unique means of battle formation and tactic can be attributed to the Kanesukes. They gained much influence with other militarily leaned houses over the years, and are said to have created their own greatest opposition, and this would not be wrong. It is one of history's greatest ironies, perhaps, that the Kanesukes essentially raised their own enemies. They are generally not on good terms with more houses than not, and their influence is waning, so if they are to remain a major house, they'll have to turn their luck around.

House Munemoro
Jihon / Warlord Class
House Munemoro were cemented in Jihonese history thanks to Dao Munemoro, the first to fully study the art of creating weapons. They are now master weaponsmiths in Jihon, and if you want a good blade, you want either a Galacese blade, or a Munemoro, though House Teresi's work is getting quite good, too. They are very neutral, and tend not to want to become ujalin, instead happy to remain dedicated to their craft, and back other houses for the elevated position, instead.

House Rhordyn
Macenia / Warlord Class
One of the oldest and highest exalted lineages in Macenia, House Rhordyn (roar-den, roughly, yes inspired by Riordan) traditionally rules the largest tribe of Macenians still within its borders (there are a few roving the other side of the Free Cities). While they have lost this status a few times over the years, they always eventually get it back. House Rhordyn are on very good and familiar terms with House Yrdyn, and members of the house are somewhat frequent sights in Galacese lands. Their alliance began through sharing hunting grounds, and continued throughout the years. It is thought most Macenians have some blood from Rhordyn somewhere.

House Salonus
Dalmasca / Merchant Class
Notorious and well-known, even if they are never quite liked, Salonus is a name most Dalmascans know very well, and the slaves of Dalmasca know even better. Some have theorised anywhere between a third to a half of Dalmasca's adult slaves and ilim have, at one time, been in House Salonus, and many of those in brothels were 'trained' by Salonus, as well, for House Salonus deals in pleasure, no matter how perverse a pleasure it may be.
Gaius Salonus, the head of house, has been sort of NPC'd along, but he is technically playable, too. He has rather the firm interest in the Essair triplets, and once had both Lycaon and Axelius. He's meant to die someday, but one can certainly adopt his kids. He has two sons and one daughter, at the moment, and they're a bit incestuous.

House Zhu
Jihon / Ujalin Class
What the Zhu lack in most things, they make up for with sheer numbers. House Zhu are, and have been for a long time, the largest House in Jihon, and merely due to this, their influence is everywhere. Rarely do the Zhu take anything head-on, instead preferring to slip about the shadows, and manipulate other Jihonese Houses into playing their cards in a way that benefit the Zhu.

Partially Played
House Argyros
Haradi / Merchant Class
The oldest vassal line of House Assad, those of House Argyros have been with Haradi and House Assad for many generations. The line are merchants, and own a good deal of land in and around Haradi. Much of the market trade fluctuation in the Free City happens because of, or goes through, House Argyros, and it is they whom traditionally track taxes and tariffs.
Currently played is Kalix, but they have been missing for several years now. Kalix is meant to have parents and siblings both.

House Assad
Haradi / Royalty Class
The rulers of the Free City of Haradi for the last several generations, and the source of the auratech movement in the west, House Assad are an old and honoured lineage. Formerly warlords, the House have roots in the Ivory Mountains, at the base of which Haradi sits, but they are believed to have originally been Macenian.
Currently there are three Assads, Sidonai, the current King of Haradi, and his two sons, Ryhil and Tihaan (Pallas). Sidonai may have siblings, living parents, or even more children.

House Ihsan
Saqqara / Warlord Class
Originally hailing from Highwind, House Ihsan are a more recent addition to the vassals of House Lucain, but they are no less loyal for it. Rescued personally from poverty and certain eventual death by the King of Saqqara himself, the House have pledged loyalty to the Lucains, and to Saqqara, in return.
Currently played is the head of house, Kaspian. Most of Ihsan would likely be part of the Saqqaran Royal Guard. Kaspian does have a living sister and a living mother, but he's a hundred something and so are they, may have more siblings, his sister may have kids, and he may have kids, too. Kaspian is a were-fox.

House Lucain
Saqqara / Royalty Class
The founders, and rulers, of the Free City of Saqqara, for the last three thousand years, House Lucain is probably the most ancient noble line on Azaleon. The lineage don't flaunt this, however, and tend to keep their precise founding years to themselves, years long before the current era. Most, as a result, don't know much about House Lucain, and their story, truthfully, sounds like something out of a story book.
There are many Lucains currently in play, and they are all weres:
Sahura, head of house, king of Saqqara, founder of the house and Saqqara both, too, were-jackal.
Inetkaes, Sahura's elder sister, were-shark.
Sati, Sahura's eldest son, current blood champion of Nydema, better known as Spartacus, were-hawk.
Surya, Sahura's second son, also a renowned blood fighter in Dalmasca, better known as Gannicus, were-lion.
Atenra, Gannicus' eldest son, raised as a member of House Lancaster, were-cobra.
Sepheres, Gannicus' youngest son, ... actually raised as a pleasure slave but hey, not old enough yet but will be a were-dragon.
Alexios, Sahura's boyfriend.
Victoria, Gannicus' wifey.
It is fully possibly they all have more kids. A few also have wanted ads of their own in the wanted boards.

House Warwicke
Dalmasca / Merchant Class
A lowborn family of occasionally quite ill repute, House Warwicke stands on the bones of those that have fallen before them. While none can place direct blame on their shoulders, it is certainly no secret that a Warwicke, or several, has almost always had a hand in some ill fate or another befalling other houses. The Warwickes have blood ties to almost every other house in existence in Dalmasca, and quite often flaunt this fact.
Ksenia Essair married into Essair from Warwicke. However, it is long established she had parents and siblings. Warwicke has done some fairly nasty things in pursuit of power, so to say the least, they're not very kind to others, or each other, often.

House Yrdyn
Galace / Royalty Class
Pronounced 'eer-den'. Headed by Galacese Emperor Viniel, and his wife Alyssiel, this house holds a good deal of diplomatic power in Galace. As their head of house is the current emperor, they likely have dealings in a lot of different fields, but they are envisioned as very down to earth, and really more the type of nobility that never forget they're just people in the end. The only requirement for House Yrdyn is they are ilim, not hume. Galace will likely never be ruled by a hume. Perhaps weres someday, but not humes. House Yrdyn are on good terms with House Rhordyn of Macenia, and are frequent sights in the tribe's lands. Their alliance began through sharing hunting grounds, and continued throughout the years.
House Yrdyn has one played member, Shilthandien. Speak with @dragonborn if you're interested in playing another member of the House.

Heralds / Nov 19, 2018 -- Semi-Canon Denotation
« on: Nov 19, 2018, 04:13 AM »
Hey all!
Hello, yes, hi, I'm still staff. Going to stay that way. Random aside.

Now, the purpose of this update message is to inform everyone that Messiah is now what we're going to call "semi-canon." What this means is that a user's first character must fill a wanted ad. So, if you haven't posted a wanted ad that you've been sitting on for a while, I highly encourage everyone to post them. You can also use the Character Snippets thread in the Wanted board to post short, one to two line ideas for a character; these are going to function as the simplest and loosest wanted advertisements that we have available, so that if an interested member cannot find a wanted advertisement that strikes their fancy, they can take a short one to two line snippet and build the character they want. Think of them as character prompts. Just a simple idea, no detail.

However, our wanted advertisements do tend to range from very established, to extremely loose; one should be able to find a wanted request that can work for what they want, and hopefully they're a bit inspirational, too. Many of the wanted requests posted by staff will be story-line heavy characters, or very driving ones. Remember that any house that has no played members is absolutely up for grabs, take it, make it your own, have fun. The house outlines on the wiki are really only there for ideas if someone needs them; you can technically still go in any direction you want.

Anyway, by taking a wanted request first, it gives new players immediate plots with established players, and at least one buddy on the site to help them acclimate to the board, so we're hoping this makes Messiah a bit less intimidating to jump into.

... we also turned PMs back on. If they become a problem later, we'll turn them back off.

Finally, for some reason, the custom BBCodes have all broken. I'm working on figuring out why, but I make no promises on how quickly this issue will be resolved.

Side trivia, I'm also working on a new theme for the winter season, it will also be mobile responsive and come in two colour schemes, one light and one dark.

Wanted / blinding light
« on: Nov 19, 2018, 02:43 AM »
Aunt or Uncle
30-60 ♦ Dalmascan Hume (non-mage) ♦ Open PB
The Essair Wiki page is over here.

There may be more than one of these, realistically speaking, and there are probably more on their mother's side. This want is specifically for a brother or sister of Kassandros' father's (his name was Vopiscus). Vopiscus was essentially a detrimentally-ambitious, sly fox. He raised his sons to be stepping stones to power, rather than raising them as his sons, and this character, or characters, as the case may be, did not necessarily agree with this viewpoint. Ultimately, given Vopiscus' manner of raising his children essentially broke all of them, to say the least of it, this character's quite vindicated. Unfortunately, they never said anything, and now they're all very messed up and this character (or characters) have rather the mess on their hands. The boys have more or less destroyed themselves to function, and started breaking each other.

Alongside Merenwen, this character, or these characters, would be working toward making the Essair sons more emotionally stable, and thereby more immediately capable of handling every day things. You know, preferably before they just utterly break apart. I did have an internal head-canon that the Essair triplets have an aunt that looks like Ruby Rose, but that's not a hard requirement, feel free to ignore it. The family is not blond. Kass and Ksenia were both dark-haired when they were born.

____ Mornaux, ____ Brunsmere, ____ Irovaine
Everything open.

These houses are not actually in the wiki, because I didn't see a reason for them to be. Anyway, this want is for the head of house for House Mornaux, House Brunsmere, and House Irovaine. Mornaux are envisioned to have a hand in the assassin show in Dalmasca, while Irovaine are known to be heavy in the military scene. Most Irovaine males became very important military officials, and a few have made it into the government, just not very high up. One of the Irovaines could very well be a current Justicar.

House Brunsmere run farms, but they don't actually grow food or produce wine like House Asheron, they basically produce psychotropic drugs. Cocaine falls under the header of a psychotropic drug, for an idea of what they deal in. I also sort of imagined Brunsmere has a penchant for producing a lot of seers, but they aren't exactly seers, more like ... ehh think the Oracle of Delphi. Really fuckin' high. Lol It would be very cool if one of them somehow manages to drug their brain enough to be in contact with one of the gods regularly, though.

Mornaux also very likely have dealings in poisons and probably medicinal things. Their underground dealings are probably slotted under their being healers and doctors in public during daylight, but the lights go out and man they can screw your evening up.

Now, all three of these Houses fall under the collective "Cobras" umbrella, and House Essair's Cobras have been slowly replacing the police force in Nydema. To say the least of it, they're sort of important, and pretty instrumental to Essair's reach for Imperator.

These Houses probably came to be one of Essair's vassals through Kassandros' efforts, not Vopiscus'; he was not very smart a person. If usual trends hold, they probably are Essair vassals because Kassandros helped them out of a tight jam in some way, he's pretty good at helping people. The thing with him though, is he does not demand loyalty; those that he gains it from give it freely. It's up to whomever takes any of these Houses and gets them moving in-play how exactly they feel about him. Given so many people are, it's entirely possible one or several of the Essair vassals are actually now against Kassandros' bid for Imperator because they don't think he can handle it right now. Not because he's incapable of it, but because he's very young, and not terribly emotionally stable, never mind he's dying.

So. I actually thought one of them may turn against Kassandros and try stopping him from reaching Imperator, not... like maliciously, but more of a, I want something better than this for you and you're not stopping, so I will make you. Could be an interesting plot-line, particularly if the House that turns on him is very close to him, personally.

Coasts / the darkness is always there first
« on: Nov 18, 2018, 09:58 AM »
"Oh gods damn it," Kassandros growled, turning around and walking away, just a few feet. "Has everyone learned that damned trick?" First Ytias, now Leon. Yes, to say the least of it, Kassandros was annoyed, but in the same breath, he couldn't say he blamed them for it, either. It was, as it happened, a very effective trick, indeed, but being blunt, he hated them for it, anyway. There were reasons Kassandros didn't think about things related to him from the angle of it being someone else. On the one hand, it wasn't like he really cared what happened to him, or at least, he said he didn't; clearly, that conversation with Ytias had proven different.

On the other, it made it easier not to think about the injustice that his entire life had been. It was easier to turn a blind eye to it all, and that made it ultimately much easier to function like a normal person, instead of wallowing in whatever else he might feel. Then again, by now, he didn't know what he felt anyway, so there went that.

Still, he couldn't deny Leon was right. If their roles were reversed, yes, Kassandros would think differently about it. "... I feel like I should be offended by that last part, but I'm too tired to be." And he was sure Sandalio did have his own scars, but that didn't mean he had to deal with Kassandros', too. Then again, only someone that had scars of their own would be able to see his, exactly as they were, and both fully understand what they meant and how they'd inevitably affect him, and fully accept them, too. Everything happened for a reason, so they said. Kassandros was fairly certain that he saw the visions he saw for a reason, too. Some of them, he never did figure out what that reason was; others, he'd been too young, when he'd seen them, to wonder why they were things he knew.

"I've known about him for a long time, you know," Kass said, turning slightly to somewhat face Leon. "I didn't know his name for a few years longer, but, for whatever reason, my visions decided to introduce us, sort of. Every once in a while, I'd get another few second vision of him, and I wouldn't have another for a while... seems like a strange thing for the visions to focus on. He's the only consistent thing about them." Otherwise, his visions were rather quite random. He wondered if there was a reason for that, but, presumably, a seer's visions were linear and had a purpose behind them; on the other hand, Ytias said that Kassandros was not meant to be a seer, so who really knew the rules, anymore. Kassandros sure as hell didn't.

He just... "I just don't know what to do with it, Leon," he admitted, finally. "It's not like I know how this is supposed to work. And maybe... maybe it's better, not to make him deal with me flailing my way through it. Never mind the longer he stays here, the more dangerous it gets. You and I both know Marcus better than this. He did not give up. He's still not my best friend, and sooner or later, he's going to stop playing shadow games and actually strike like he means it. And, I'd rather Sandalio wasn't here for that." And yes, he knew Sandalio wasn't afraid of it, but, only one of them was supposed to die that soon. "I... think I'm afraid of losing him," he admitted, very quiet, almost a whisper. Yeah. That was it. A good deal of it, anyway.

House Essair / What Just Happened?
« on: Nov 18, 2018, 08:19 AM »
It probably was. It wasn't as if Kassandros knew what to do with anything more than that, and while it was a shame, it was also... what it was, more or less. What was, perhaps, even more unfortunate, was the realisation that perhaps Kassandros did feel the same, he just couldn't recognise it for what it was. Tristan knew of more than one fellow slave that had begun desensitising to their own emotions, becoming so separate from them that they hardly recognised them, in order to cope with traumatic experiences, and he was willing to bet that was more or less what Kassandros had done. Distanced and desensitised to his own emotions to the point that, when he did feel them, he didn't know what they were. Truth be told, Tristan had to wonder if that was part of his brothers' problems. ... well, Cygnus seemed to have a few other problems, besides.

It was difficult to say what'd be best, here. Some part of Tristan wanted to think that perhaps addressing it head-on would be a better idea, but, Kassandros was awfully unpredictable, in the same breath that he was predictable (how was that even possible). In the end, it could merely serve to make his pushing Sandalio away a little bit more insistent, perhaps quite a bit more insistent. "This is a pretty difficult one," he said. "For whatever it's worth, I'm sorry it is." And he was. Even if they started all the way back there, at how exactly Kassandros had become this way, he was, still, far too kind to have done much to deserve whatever made him this way. But the same could be said about too many. Tristan was finding himself wondering just how many Dalmascans became the way they are because another Dalmascan or several put them through hell. One Dalmascan became that way, and the rest, to survive, followed suit, and in the end, here they were, however many years later, and this violent predisposition was passing on from generation to generation of nobles, spreading through the gentry like wildfire.

Quite frankly, Kassandros was more a man than most, because somehow, he was still standing, and still kind, despite how desperately Dalmasca seemed to have tried to pass that wildfire on to him.

Wait, a what? Mage, he said. For a moment, Tristan wasn't entirely sure he heard that right, but Sandalio went on, and yes, he heard that right. He was a shadow mage. Tristan didn't know much about mages, being honest. All he knew was what everyone else said, and they all said a hume becoming a mage was akin to that hume catching an incurable disease. Someday... no. Tristan wasn't going to think about it. If it was going to happen, then, it was going to happen, and there wouldn't be anything for it. Nobody had ever met a mage that'd never gone insane before, at least, nobody that he knew of. There was no sense in getting upset about it. The ilim did it, though. Magic, without going crazy. The weres did, too, he thought he remembered Gannicus playing with the wind a few days ago, and he was a few thousand years old, so they said.

"I see," he eventually answered, quiet. He tried not to sound upset. Mostly, he succeeded. "Have you talked to Gannicus? I think he's a mage. Seems pretty stable to me." Besides, if nothing else, Gannicus was impossibly old, he may have an answer, even if he didn't have an instant remedy.

The Festival of Iuna / Rumour Pickings
« on: Nov 18, 2018, 07:14 AM »
Certainly, Kassandros didn't think it was. It was actually probably a very good idea, given Cygnus had rather the penchant for getting in colossal amounts of trouble. In any case, he just waved a bit as they separated, following the direction he'd decided to go. Of course, he was half-looking for Tristan, too, but he might notice Cygnus faster than he noticed Tristan, if only because Cygnus was more immediately familiar, and the one he was actually concerned about. As he wandered, he tried to work out, in his head, what exactly Cygnus would be most likely to be attracted to, and somewhat adjusted his path to account for it. Somewhere amid his weaving through the street, managing not to get knocked into along the way, he heard his name.

Instinctively, he turned toward the sound, but realised who that was, and immediately froze.
"Eyy, 'ju get sent somewhere else last tour?" one of the group of three or four in that direction called. "We missed you last send out!"
No, he thought. Control it. "I did," he answered. His voice shook. They didn't notice.
"Yer goin out next time, right?" another one asked.
"No," he said. "Have you seen my brother?"
"Which one? Eh ain'matter, ain'seen either," the first one replied. "Commere, we're bored!"
"Maybe next time," Kassandros forced out, and then turned and bolted a random direction. It really didn't matter which way he went, he could figure it out from wherever it was he ended up. He could hear them protesting behind him, but it wasn't like he gave a damn, darting through the crowd. Eventually, he scooted into a side alley, fell back against the wall of one of the buildings, and slid down. It was odd, like his vision had blurred somewhat, and he could hear his heartbeat in his ears, thundering wildly, but he didn't think he'd run that far. His breathing wouldn't slow down.

Ultimately, he just sort of curled up right where he was, holding his head and rocking slightly, trying to calm down. It wasn't even that bad, Kass had no idea what this was about.

Wanted / Character Snippets
« on: Nov 18, 2018, 12:20 AM »
This thread is intended as small want-ad like snippets, that are really more like a sole, loose idea, that a character can be created from if someone wishes to do so. Taking one of these and creating a character from it does constitute taking a want-ad, so you can start the game with one of these if you'd prefer.

  • A pirate that lost his ship.
  • Blood fighter that earned freedom, and then volunteered himself back into the arena.
  • Just-freed former slave trying to make it as a merchant.
  • A former head-of-house that left their home to travel.
  • A commoner from the Free Cities seeing slavery in Dalmasca the first time.
  • Rough and tumble sell-sword that's more of a softie than they let on.
  • A farmer that lost their fields to drought, who came to ask for aide from their patron house, and gets caught up with pirates.
  • Former servant to nobility that got lost in the woods - very lost.
  • Former assassin that was faced with the consequences of living by murdering, and are now questioning everything.

If you come up with an idea, post it here!

starscream / Notes notes to self person
« on: Nov 17, 2018, 04:26 AM »
  • Fix theme crap. Are you making a new one or not?
  • Threads: you owe some. Also need to post new ones; Sparty wants to bug his boyfriend, Tris needs to drop in on Inetkaes, Livia and Kass probably need to thread, too, should thread Kass-Haku and Kass-uhhh... uh. Hien. Yeah. Thetis should decide if she's dying or waking up.
  • Go through plot threads and want ads, update either one.

Coasts / the darkness is always there first
« on: Nov 11, 2018, 08:05 PM »
... yes, that was the opposite of what he wanted to do. And yet, in some sense, no it wasn't. Damn. Why did this have to be so complicated? Why couldn't he just be any other Dalmascan? He still needed to go get some spiricite, and depending on how long it took his aura to go back up, that may end up being quite a bit of spiricite. And then what? Then he had to live chained to spiricite. Wasn't it one goddamn thing hanging over his head to another one? Sure, he could release the damned wave whenever he wanted, it didn't necessarily mean he had to right now, but the prophecy still said he did, and he was still stealing one of his brothers' powers and dying because of it. Even if he did make himself stop that, it went to one of his brothers and started killing them, instead. So where exactly was his autonomy supposed to be in this? Ytias could crow on about how he made his own decisions here but that was a fucking lie from the darkest part of Iuna's fucking ass.

Like hell he wanted to drag Sandalio into this bullshit. It just seemed Sandalio was intent to drag himself into it. Never mind all the normal problems, like, you know, what the fuck even was love, anyway, Kassandros never figured that out. Marcus was still a problem, and at this rate, Kassandros wouldn't have to worry about any of this seer or Messiah shit because Marcus was going to kill him, and that'd be that. Hey, great fucking idea at this point.

"That's not -" he stopped. "... not all of it." Part of it, sure. "Either way, Leon, he has enough problems. Okay? He doesn't need to be fighting through mine, too. And even if this will ostensibly hurt worse, I'm not doing that to him. I barely know what I feel, Leon, how is it fair to him to bother trying to do anything with it when I don't even know what I feel?" He just... wished Sandalio would make better choices. Would ... fall for someone that wasn't him, god, anyone else, damned near. "He deserves someone that can love him back. And that someone is not me." Because it wasn't like he had any idea how to love anyone, it wasn't hard to imagine this would be no different.

He didn't say it, because Leon meant well enough, but about a week ago, he'd have said Cygnus wouldn't hurt him, either. Everyone knew how that'd ended up. Maybe he was right. Maybe he wasn't.

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