lifeaftr | June Intro: Let's Sea How Far We've Come

INTRO LOG: JUNE

Who: Everyone!
What: New souls arrive to the archipelago of LifeAftr as the island of Ziziphus begins to crumble
When: June 4th and onward
Where: Ziziphus and Ensō...and Monsun
Warnings: Mark as needed!

Ziziphus: At The Start Of The End Of The World
Since Bliss's destruction, the extensive root network they've threaded throughout every inch of the island of Ziziphus has begun to crumble. June 4th marks the beginning of the inevitable collapse of the island as it starts to sink into the sea...coincidentally coinciding with the arrival of LifeAftr's newest adventurers. Between the dead trees surrounding Bliss's empty husk, great cracks in the earth start to widen, the dead god's absent root system leaving vast gaps underground which simply cannot support the life above.

It almost sounds like thunder rupturing from the ground itself, wild tremors preceding each vicious boom until gaping chasms lay between venturing parties and the safety of the mana pool - only water waits below, for those unlucky enough to lose their footing.

And if the immense pull of mile wide chunks of landmass sinking beneath the waves isn't enough to suck you down, the heavy rain of debris from Ziziphus's rapidly destabilizing edges will certainly help. Want to avoid a watery grave? What you need to do is simple:

Escape.

Sorry, newbies. If you showed up on Ziziphus, you're in for a very athletic entrance to LifeAftr.

Monsun: Just Like Every Other Morning Before
Adventurers aren't the only creatures on Ziziphus attempting to outrun its collapse. Creatures great and small, from the largest spindlank to the smallest tigerlily will be heading south in an attempt to escape the worst of the quakes. Unlike offshore adventurers, however, these poor creatures don't have a mana pool waiting for them to escape through. Their extinction, it seems, is imminent.

Unless you have something to say about it.

Already exhausted from their attempts to get through to and then actively dispose of their fellow god, the Storyteller will break their traditional manner of communication to announce a potential solution to this problem with a single broadcast to the Stones of Far Speech in a strained, weary tone:

"The mana pools on Monsun are now open. If you are willing, save what you can."

True to their word, characters will discover that the island of Monsun will be accessible once more for a short period of time. From prey to predator, obstruction to catastrophe - multiple species of flora and fauna can still be preserved, should you choose to do so.

Be wary of the psychological effects of both sides of the island. Those who are new to our setting and wish to explore, the island of Monsun has a peculiar side effect to its stark divide: the eastern half is rich in resources, but brings out the very worst of you, while the western half is a tumultuous wasteland that accentuates your best qualities. More information on said island can be found on its entry on the Locations page, or its introductory info post.

Due to these efforts, the Storyteller will not be available for contact from the 4th to the 18th of June. Item Requests will also be unavailable at this time. They will, however, make a rather strained announcement to ensure all are aware that access to both Ziziphus and Monsun will cease on June 10th.

Ensō: I Wonder What It Means If It's Gone
The native fauna of Ziziphus aren't the only ones on the move, it seems. Those who wander the shores of Ensō will be delighted to witness the appearance of creatures akin to both turtles and dugongs drifting through the waters, gravitating around the island's eastern coast, rapidly gaining in numbers over the following days.

Kaleidoshells have been unlocked in the bestiary!

With spring close to ending in the archipelago, these peaceful creatures are looking to make good use of their natural nesting areas; hope you're open to sharing the beach for a little while. While a few braver individuals will make their way to the shores between C4 and D1 to begin digging nests, the vast majority won't be coming to shore quite yet.

They do, however, make a very fine sight around the waters of Ensō, especially in the evening. Luminescent, their rainbow patterns glow underwater, drifting mood lights for the increasingly warmer evening breeze.

All new arrivals will awake with knapsacks, their names stitched to the front. The contents of said knapsacks can all be found in your acceptance notices!

As a final note to those who participated in the Test Drive Meme, bear in mind that those threads, if all parties involved would like, can be game canon in the form of dream-like memories involving a place very much like this one, though the layout is considerably different.

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

That's useful.

[The Hunter could think of a dozen things you could use a magical lasso for. Mostly combat-orientated things but if you needed to bundle up logs and whatnot...]

Can it be taught?

[He'd be a terrible student since the Hunter knows he's not good at magic at all, but it can't hurt to ask.]

Mm... likely not to a human, I'm afraid.

[She looks politely apologetic, and explains:]

I wouldn't want to call it impossible, because I know that many places are quite different from my home, but in my world it's very rare for humans to be able to use magic, and the ones that can are born with the ability. And even if you were, there'd be no guarantee that you'd be capable of using purple magic, in particular.

[He's not disappointed when Muffet informs him....but well, the Hunter would have enjoyed being able to string up the Kidnappers so they'd stop knocking him out and dragging him elsewhere. It's rude.

But if it is what it is, then that's fine. Still there's a lot more Muffet is saying too.]

I am capable but...poorly. [The Hunter may as well lay that out.] There is more then purple magic in your world?

Oh? What kind of magic do you know how to do, then?

[Muffet's curious. It's always interesting hearing about new worlds and their new kinds of magic, and she's fond of talking about her own home in turn.]

We classify them by color. Native monster magic, the kind that we can all do from birth, comes in white. Beyond that, there are seven colors of magic: red, orange, gold, cyan, green, blue, and purple. Each type has different abilities, and is associated with a different virtue.

In theory, a monster could learn any color, but in practice it's a bit like learning to play a musical instrument- some people have more natural talent than others, and not everyone would consider the amount of time and effort it would take to master the skill to be worth it. The average monster likely wouldn't know how to use more than one or two colors, in addition to their more instinctive abilities.

A human mage can only use one color of magic, the shade that matches their soul.

I can make bullets.

[With his blood to be specific, but the Hunter has found people were disturbed by the idea. From an outside prospective it may make sense considering the Blunderbuss strapped to the Hunter's back along with the Saw Cleaver. He's not the best shot in the world but he's learned it's useful and to be able to make bullets when he doesn't have anymore is good.

He absorbs the information that Muffet passes on, of monsters, colors and souls. It makes sense that there was only so much one could learn - try to cover everything and you'd never be good at one thing when you need it. Though it is curious that there's a difference between monsters - which he's assuming that Muffet is one of - and humans.]

How can you tell the color of your soul?

[It's...debatable if the Hunter is considered human anymore, although he personally considers himself one.

Things were difficult if he thought otherwise.]

[She blinks in surprise.]

You're capable of doing bullet patterns? I'd thought that was unique to monsters...

[They probably aren't talking about the same thing.]

Generally, you look at it. Magic can make the soul manifest visibly, if you choose. All monster souls are the same color, a sort of pale grey-white, like our instinctive magic. Human souls can be any of the seven colors that match the virtues.

[No, no they are not. But Muffet's wording of 'bullet patterns' clues the Hunter in that they're not on the same page.]

Not patterns. Physical bullets.

[Using it gets tricky sometimes but it's useful if he runs out of bullets in the middle of a fight.]

Diligence, for example?

[Close but not quiet. The Hunter is thinking of the Healing Church right now.]

Ah. No, the phrase that I was using referred to small projectiles of magic, used to either attack or communicate among monsters.

[Oh well. It would have been a nice thing to have in common.]

As I understand it, we're still not entirely certain about red- though it may be determination. The other six are cyan for patience, orange for bravery, purple for perseverance, gold for justice, green for kindness, and blue for integrity.

[She tilts her head thoughtfully, considering.]

Though I suppose perseverance and diligence could be considered the same thing, from certain angles...

[It's interesting to think of - that souls could be made of those things. Colors and virtues. That's a positive way of looking at that, if you took it at face value. They were more then good things that made up humans.

Or maybe that point of view came from dealing with the humans and beasts of Yharnam.]

It may be a difference between worlds. Thank you for telling me.

[The Hunter is still curious but he's not sure if Muffet was the kind of person who was fine with someone playing twenty questions.]

[She smiles, waving it off casually.]

You're quite welcome, dearie- I've been very interested to hear about other worlds, so it seems only fair to tell people about my own if they want to know. Besides, I'm rather fond of my home.

[There are more private, personal things that she wouldn't discuss, of course, but she's perfectly happy to talk about her world in general.]

I'd be delighted to hear more about your own world, if there's anything you'd enjoy speaking of?

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