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January Event: Setting Fire to the Sky
JANUARY EVENT: SETTING FIRE TO THE SKY
Who: Everyone!
What: The sun dies, and the creatures of the night emerge from the depths
When: January 21st - January 28th
Where: Everywhere! Ensō, Monsun, Chol, and the Islets
Warnings: Character death, possible body horror and violence. Please mark any additional warnings as needed!
What: The sun dies, and the creatures of the night emerge from the depths
When: January 21st - January 28th
Where: Everywhere! Ensō, Monsun, Chol, and the Islets
Warnings: Character death, possible body horror and violence. Please mark any additional warnings as needed!

So We Can Take the World Back From the Heart-Attacked
The night of the 21st, the sun begins to dim. It dips in the horizon, sinks to nestle itself in the center of Chol like a star falling in slow motion, where it begins to smolder quietly - massive, smoking, and hot, like a massive egg. The night grows colder, the sky reduced to an inky black. The surface of the surrounding water is still but for the occasional ripple, the odd, strangely subdued wave, with not even the hollow lights of distant stars to glint off its reflective waves.
The Jormun gather around the sunken, dying sun with their scaled hands on their weapons, their expressions grim. They fan out across the island of Chol with arms in hand. Their fortifications have settled around the island's center in a dense ball of bristling weapons. They have been preparing for this. They are ready to fight.
Are you?
No island is safe. From the well-trodden mainland of Ensō and its islets to the stark dichotomy of Monsun to the craggy shores of Chol, all manner of strange things have begun to haul themselves, dripping, from the watery dark.
No more preparation. No more running.
From here on out, it is fight or die.
The night of the 21st, the sun begins to dim. It dips in the horizon, sinks to nestle itself in the center of Chol like a star falling in slow motion, where it begins to smolder quietly - massive, smoking, and hot, like a massive egg. The night grows colder, the sky reduced to an inky black. The surface of the surrounding water is still but for the occasional ripple, the odd, strangely subdued wave, with not even the hollow lights of distant stars to glint off its reflective waves.
The Jormun gather around the sunken, dying sun with their scaled hands on their weapons, their expressions grim. They fan out across the island of Chol with arms in hand. Their fortifications have settled around the island's center in a dense ball of bristling weapons. They have been preparing for this. They are ready to fight.
Are you?

No more preparation. No more running.
From here on out, it is fight or die.
One Maniac At a Time, We Will Take It Back
As the Storyteller has promised, there is sanctuary in their temple on Ensō, which will keep out the worst of the creatures. It will not, however, protect characters from the cold and dark, and so they will have to keep themselves warm some other way.
The Jormun fight fiercely, but they do not fight alone. Aside from the help that the willing of your number have offered, you may glimpse the Storyteller battling alongside the rest in a flurry of strange, shifting animal shapes: a heavy-antlered reindeer, a shrieking owl with outstretched talons, a slavering grizzly bear with the Storyteller's signature tome strapped across a broad, furry back, to name but a few. Those creatures that the Storyteller defeats will burst into a flurry of paper and dark, spattering ink, rather than being felled in the conventional manner. How odd.
As this is an event with a high risk of death, the Storyteller will impose death penalties for one week only. However, deaths succumbed during the event will count towards the character's total.
As the Storyteller has promised, there is sanctuary in their temple on Ensō, which will keep out the worst of the creatures. It will not, however, protect characters from the cold and dark, and so they will have to keep themselves warm some other way.
The Jormun fight fiercely, but they do not fight alone. Aside from the help that the willing of your number have offered, you may glimpse the Storyteller battling alongside the rest in a flurry of strange, shifting animal shapes: a heavy-antlered reindeer, a shrieking owl with outstretched talons, a slavering grizzly bear with the Storyteller's signature tome strapped across a broad, furry back, to name but a few. Those creatures that the Storyteller defeats will burst into a flurry of paper and dark, spattering ink, rather than being felled in the conventional manner. How odd.
As this is an event with a high risk of death, the Storyteller will impose death penalties for one week only. However, deaths succumbed during the event will count towards the character's total.
Then I'll Raise You Like a Phoenix
Come the sunrise on the 28th, the sun will launch itself into the air with a victorious shriek, its wings trailing plumes of fire behind it. The phoenix takes flight, reborn from the ashes.
The shores of Chol are littered with corpses, both shadowy and scaled, along with an even smattering of crumpled paper and splotched inkstains. Despite the triumph of the fight, it did not come without its costs. The Jormun gather their dead and prepare to mourn them quietly. Those who perished in the fight will not see the sunrise from this unique perspective, watching the murk of the night tint to soft, milky yellow and pink, and then to a glorious new day.
Munin will greet the survivors with a mixture of solemnity and relief, thanking them profusely for their help. There is not much more that her people can offer you, at this point - they must grieve their dead, and she must return to the sea to prove that she has cemented her worth as a leader in the eyes of the other Jormun - but that does not mean that your stories will part forever.
Come the sunrise on the 28th, the sun will launch itself into the air with a victorious shriek, its wings trailing plumes of fire behind it. The phoenix takes flight, reborn from the ashes.

Munin will greet the survivors with a mixture of solemnity and relief, thanking them profusely for their help. There is not much more that her people can offer you, at this point - they must grieve their dead, and she must return to the sea to prove that she has cemented her worth as a leader in the eyes of the other Jormun - but that does not mean that your stories will part forever.
Event Timeline
[ ♆ ] January 20th: Monthly Storytelling occurs as usual
[ ♆ ] January 21st: The dark arrives, the temperature drops further, and the first hostile creatures begin their assault
[ ♆ ] January 28th: The dark ends and the sun rises
[ ♆ ] January 30th: Those who perished are revived, suffering from a reduced death penalty
Event Specifics
[ ♆ ] If you have any questions, feel free to look over our OOC Info Post.
[ ♆ ] Feel free to make your own logs if necessary!
[ ♆ ] If your character perishes in this event, please let us know!
[ ♆ ] Item trades with the Jormun can be found on the OOC plotting post here! Even if you were only recently accepted, you are free to participate!
( CODED BY BOOTYCALL )
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[It could be a biting question- however, the manner in which it is spoken means no genuine disrespect, not just yet. Consider them genuinely curious, Batter.]
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[For however unemotional the Batter sounds it's a genuine answer. Although Chara can take it however they want.
He will offer a bit more, however.]
The Puppeteer and I were together for a purpose and we reached the end. Even if they arrived with me here, I do not know how things would end.
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Did they share your sentiments? That the world needed to be purified?
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In the end, all of them---
[Hopefully Chara can understand the implication of 'all of them' because the Batter isn't going to get to finish his sentence. Suddenly the Add-Ons zip back to the man's side in time for a series of loud growls to echo in the air as a small pack of Grimlings burst out from the darkness of the trees and make their way immediately towards the pair.
Looks like the Q&A session is over. Get ready Chara.]
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Five, total. The growls the creatures make dwindle into almost painful gurgling, lines of saliva dangling from toothy jaws. If given the opportunity, there's no doubt such creatures would seek to circle them-- they're familiar with canid shadows.
Chara doesn't allow them the opportunity, breaking away from the Batter to step into the path of one such Grimling as it attempts to slink around behind them. It snarls, leaping back as two more dive straight towards the Batter, erupting into howls.
Think fast, buddy pal chum.]
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Eradicate the enemy.
The Add-Ons break away from the Batter and Alpha meets one of the Grimlings with a sound not unlike a buzzsaw, grinding metal against flesh even if it's a clean cut. A basic attack will likely not down the creature in one go so the Add-On casts Requisite Embrace. Even if the damage from that strike doesn't kill the beast as well, it will suddenly start thrashing around, almost as if it can no longer see.
The Batter meanwhile smashes his bat against the second Grimling's skull with Magic Homerun before dodging to the side. He knows there's a good chance of taking damage during close combat a lot more easier so he's playing defensive.
Omega, meanwhile, seems to be hanging back, swooping in between the shadows and the child and purifier. It's careful to not get in the way but clearly it's waiting for something to happen.]
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It provides an opportunity to strike- one that Chara takes immediately. There's no flashy names to the motions they take, no floating ring to initiate another strike. Their blade sinks into the shoulder of the canid closest to them- and stays there, child springing back as the Grimling wheels almost lightning fast to snap at them, ugly teeth clicking shut on the space their arm used to occupy. No loss; they'll get it back.
There's five more where that one came from.]