lifeaftr | December Adventure: Turn Your Face Towards The Sun

NEW ISLAND: CHOL

Who: Everyone!
What: There's a brave new world to explore
When: December 14th and onward
Where: Chol
Warnings: Mark as needed!

The Overview: Chol
On the dawn of the 14th, characters will awaken from a brief, rather harried dream with the Storyteller who has advised of a new island accessible through the mana pool. Welcome, adventurers, to the island of Chol.

The edges of Chol are unremarkable, craggy bits of cliff and rock, gradually sloping upward into a vaguely mountainous region. While there's not a great deal of natural life growing here, characters may nonetheless notice the odd prey animal scuttering about, only to vanish in the steep cracks running along the cliffsides.

Once the island's hardened exterior is crossed, the rocky canyon gradually gives way to a gently sloping valley that, the further down you go, reveals an atypically verdant center. The contrast is not sharp to the point of unbelievability, but it's clear that the valley is where the most life is sustained in earnest. The rock dips in an almost craterlike fashion to favor the fertile heart of the island, around which the people who live there has established a rudimentary encampment.

Chol Outskirts: Do Not Break
As described above, the island of Chol is composed of mostly rocky ground, with very little fertile soil. Further examination of this land will prove that the composition is hardly a natural one- the dips, valleys, and sharp rocks reminiscent of craters that scar the land. It's not surprising that no one lives here.

There is, however, still things of interest to find here. Scouting Jormun will be happy to stop and direct characters to camp, whilst others yet may have goods to trade. All will point anyone with questions to the center of the island, where their leader resides- but if you're willing to accompany them in their scouting and hunting duties, you may just find this amphibious race warming to you quickly.

Chol, C3: Just Carry On
At the sloping center of Chol, a veritable village of tents can be found, with Jormun hurrying to and throe. In the center of this point, they seem to be busy building walls and spiked partitions- and surveying all of this is their mighty leader, Muninshhashvark.

But please, call her Munin, if that's easier for your less wet tongues. Here, trade is at it's peak, with plentiful interesting items on offer- for the right price. Adventurer's can feel free to wander through the encampment, though try not to get in the way of anyone who looks particularly busy.

Munin however, though in the center of everything, is more than happy to be approached-- by anyone willing to look past the fact that she is an eight foot tall snake.

For OOC information about Chol and the Jormuns, please see our recent OOC information post!

Feeling a tad adrift? Make sure to check the Locations Page, which has details regarding the starting areas and a handy map for those who feel better with a bird's eye view!

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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Okay, she's definitely singling out his own height above everyone else's for sure. But he takes it in stride - he's teased about it plenty back home.

"Us small guys have our own ways of fighting too." Mickey grinned. "We may not have as much strength or power as someone we looked up to... but that doesn't mean we're useless."

"Of course. Yes. That was short-sighted of me, wasn't it?" Some of her leaderly disposition seems to crack, at that, splitting away as she twitches in a way that may very well be the Jormun equivalent of a grimace. "Size does not determine the might of the warrior, nor is it the deciding factor in any battle."

She lowers her great spiny head in a slow, solemn nod.

"My apologies."

If it wasn't for the apology, Mickey would've though "short-sighted" was another jab. But, as always, he keeps on a smile.

"Aw, it's all right! I suppose if I saw a fella half my size, I'd have my doubts too. Just means I gotta work extra hard to impress you! Heh heh!" He gave a thumbs-up, confident he could do this. "I'll make sure you wind up believing in us 100%, you have my word!"

"Your optimism is admirable, fingerling." Perhaps that cannot turn the tide of a battle in a tactical sense, but it can imbue warriors with a strength of resolve that might not exist otherwise. That cannot be ignored, nor should it be.

"I take it you will be joining us on the front, in that regard?"

"That's right!" He pat the sword on his belt. "I've been in battle before, each one more difficult than the last. But you won't catch me giving up. Why, back home, I was specially chosen to guard the most important person in the kingdom!"

... Not for the reasons he thinks, but hey, who needs context.

"That is most admirable indeed," Munin commends gravely. "We will require all that skill and strategy if we are to succeed in ensuring the continued survival of these islands. If you believe that we will triumph..."

...well. His optimism is unique, in many respects. Munin herself has only ever committed to stark reality, as that seemed to be the general expectation from her people. But if this land-dweller believes that staunch positivity will yield even better results...possibly there is worth in that.

"Then I suppose we will do all we can to make that a reality."

Mickey just keeps on smiling, glad to have instilled faith in her. In his opinion, believing in victory is incredibly important to battle. You're bound to lose if you go in already thinking you're doomed. Why else try?

"And once everything is safe..." Or as safe this place gets, anyway, "I'll still be around if you need anything at all. I'm always happy to help! So you just give Mickey Mouse a shout and I'll come running."

"And I, you, should you require it." Their arrival was for the purpose of assisting land-dwellers such as himself, after all; it would make perfect sense to offer a webbed hand, where they may.

"Do many of you travel by boat?" It's a polite question, and decidedly neutral in tone. "I would assume that you land-dwellers are not as adept in the water as our people."

Mickey takes a bit of a pause here. "Well... most of us travel by mana pool! Buildin' a boat is not a bad idea, though... nice to have one, just in case. I wonder what happened to the ones we woke up on..."

"Yes...I can see why that would save you time and travel." The Jormun nods, thoughtful. Those small portals of travel are a boon to land-dwellers, it is true. "I ask because our primary domain is the ocean, after all...if you can believe it."

She lifts a webbed claw of a hand with a slightly amused twist to her tone; that much is probably obvious at a glance.

Mickey chuckles a little before saluting. "All right then! Once the battle is over, I'll make that my next priority! Boats for everyone!"

Did Mickey know anything about how to build a boat? No, but why should that stop him?

He seems to have misunderstood the implication, but she will not pursue it any further than necessary. Munin shakes her head slowly, charmed nonetheless.

"Your enthusiasm is admirable, fingerling. As is your determination."

December Adventure: Turn Your Face Towards The Sun

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