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JUNE AFTERMATH: MAGIC LANTERN STRANGE

Who: Everyone!
What: A celebration!
When: Evening of June 21st, and well into morning
Where: Ensō, E3 and E4
Warnings: Mark as needed!

Slide the Light Off You
As promised, the evening of the 21st finds the Jormun hosting a party on Ensō's largest beachfront. Near immediately, it should be clear that they've spared absolutely no expense when it comes to showing their story-walker brethren a good time.

Of course, they may also be...showing off a little.

The stalls and comfortable seating supplied around multiple firepits appears to be a mishmash of Jormun built contraptions and items requested from the Storyteller- many may be delighted to see the variety of beach cushions and blankets, items the Jormun will be happy to let their story-walker friends take home at the end of the festivities. A veritable smorgasbord of food and drink is also readily available, from the kid-friendly options of brrshavak (a spicy drink with a taste akin to liquified chili pepper) and molkavarr (a rich chocolaty broth) to the alcoholic rakvrhak (a rich wine that tastes oddly plumlike). Do be warned, however, that the last is incredibly potent.

Large slabs of driftwood have been laid out to form impromptu tables, bristling with the Jormun's culinary expertise: fried squid, seaweed wraps, spicy pickled kelp, kebabs of roasted eel, hard-boiled snapling eggs, and so on. The vegetables and meats of the sea have been laid out for all to enjoy, so tuck in!

Throughout the evening the air will be filled with the sound of music, with multiple Jormun eager to show off their skill in instrumentation. Conch-shell horns, carved driftwood flutes, urchin-needle harps, and countless more contraptions engineered by a deep sea-dwelling people fill the air with the most peculiar but nonetheless not unpleasant sound. Most of the bands will be set up in the shallow waters, however, as their instruments are not made to be used in open air - try playing them above the surface of the water at your own risk.

Of course, there's plenty more to entertain even the most difficult of people.

You're Living the Strobe Light
Those interested in proving their strength and skill will be encouraged to enter one of the many tournaments across the shoreline. The tournaments vary, featuring such challenges as play fights with the schlacknorkcvic to prove who is the greatest warrior, timed events to see who can stay on a bucking tigershark for the longest, and even a tourney of brovonkosshk, a board game somewhat similar to chess. Don't see anything you're interested in? Make your own. If you can think it, the Jormun will happily accommodate it - impromptu challenges are the highlight of such evenings, after all, though the Jormun won't be taking any responsibility for the first poor soul that decides to usher in a drinking contest.

A small variety of walker games are also available. Jormun children are more than eager to play such games as hide-and-seek or red light, green light, while Connor Murphy will be bringing his Cards Against Humanity deck, for those ready to completely screw with the idea of a fourth wall. There's even a game of Spin the Bottle... except the bottle is being spun overhead like a mace. Being hit by said bottle requires you to do a stupidly ridiculous task, so perhaps it's best to avoid that particular adaptation...

And of course, there's the lightshow.

As mentioned previously, the main show of the evening is the show of brssticca: bursts of magical light beneath the water that will put any fireworks show to shame. The lights are safe to wade and swim through, do keep in mind that the phosphorescent algae tends to cling to the skin. And should you reach into those spiraling, fluorescent nebulae of patterns beneath the surface, some of the configurations of light may abruptly shatter like broken glass.

Additionally, skilled Jormun will be happy to assist those who care to dress up for the event with intricate applications of shellivthiss - a style of waterproof body paint that is not only bright, but luminescent. Something the Jormun may forget to mention, however, is how similar shellivthiss is to henna; should you decide to get all dolled up, except to shine bright light a diamond for weeks to come.

Lastly, those who wanted to bring their own adventures are welcome to as well! Supplying some dope roast? Bringing those sweet, sweet greens? Have some alcohol to supply? All is welcomed by the Jormun - and undoubtedly, your fellow adventurers as well.

You May Find Some Peace
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[Yeah, there certainly is a height difference between when the Hunter first met the Knight and now.

He's silent for a minute before offering a question.]

...magic?

[It's the only way the Hunter can think of it. Or, well, the only way the Hunter can think of it without drawing his weapon at the same time.]

[ Congrats, Hunter, you are the first person to get this right. They nod vigorously and gesture proudly to the shining object pinned on the cloth around their neck - some kind of circular charm that glitters strangely even in the firelight.

It's unfamiliar magic, to be certain. But magic all the same. ]

[Right on the money apparently and since this magic apparently has nothing to do with a certain rampant plague, the Hunter lets out the breath he didn't realize he was holding.

Paranoia certainly didn't do his imagination any favors.]

From your world?

[Since they appear to be confident in using it to grow. The Hunter also moves closer to sit in the sand.]

[ The fear of sickness, of plague, is something they share. Though for now, it's not something the Knight is aware of.

Instinctively, they crane their neck up to look at him, and then he sits down and they tilt back down again. Still getting used to their height, it seems.

Another nod, and then they sign something with their hands, following it up with writing that seems to mean the same thing. ]

UNDERSTAND-THIS?

[ Can he understand their signing? If not, they'll simply write. But they've found speaking with their hands is quicker, more convenient, in many ways. ]

[The Hunter's eyes narrow but it's due to the fact he's concentrating. He copies the Knight's hand gestures before trying something of his own.]

Little.

[Very little. A long time ago, back in memories the Hunter could barely remember, he didn't have much in the way of education. Just a whole lot of violence and nothing else. But eventually he did and the Hunter took as much as he could. Signing was one of them but the source wasn't the best.

So while he could sign a little bit, he knows carrying on a conversation was impossible with his current skill. So...]

I did not learn a lot.

[ The Knight nods in understanding. Writing it is, then. They write in the sand, using a finger since their sword is...a bit small, now. They feel odd using it to write.

also learning

new language hard

After a moment:

enjoying self ?

The Knight is always curious, always asking questions. Especially to those they haven't met much. ]

[The Hunter can agree with that. It's interesting to learn and he himself tended to indulge his curiosity, even if was reckless at times, but there were so many kinds of languages that made his head spin.

And now he had no more time to try.]

It is hard.

[Their next question is actually kind of surprising but mostly because he could answer in the positive.]

I am. [And the Hunter is fairly happy about that.] Are you?

[ can help teach

if you want

practice together

They like to share skills, after all. It doesn't occur to them not to share; it was just what those around them did. Bugs had a cultural thread of communal learning, save those few who deliberately isolated themselves. But things were shared, given, traded freely, because more knowledge was always a good thing.

They nod in return. Yes, they are enjoying themselves. It's good to hear that the Hunter is, too.

others nice

nothing hostile

can rest

They don't have to be on guard, as they often were in Hallownest. They can just relax.

It's strange, but they're not opposed to it. ]

[The Hunter has to stop himself from adding a mental 'yet' to the end of the Knight's sentence. His own paranoia didn't just come from Yharnam - this world had proven it could be just as dangerous as the city and just as willing to mess with his perspective.

But he won't. He's trying to be better. And besides, the Hunter has the Knight's offer to consider.]

Why do you want to?

[It may be an odd thing to ask, but the Knight may pick out what the Hunter is actually asking: "What do you get out of teaching me?"

Something didn't come from nothing, after all.]

[ This place can be dangerous, yes. It often is. But it's at least not always dangerous, and they find a sort of solace in that.

They are used to this sort of question, from others. Things do not often come for free; it is simply how this sort of exchange tends to work.

learning with others

enjoyable

sharing knowledge good

more people learning = more people understand

everyone knows more

The more is shared, the stronger the community becomes. It's something like that.

But also:

like sharing with others

They just want to, it seems. And for them, that is enough, the act of wanting and doing it. ]

[Sharing knowledge.

The Hunter remembers the few people who offered him advice on the roads through Yharnam and the dreams. Gehrman, the Pale Doll, Eileen, Gilbert...a passing of knowledge and 'rules' of the city and the Hunt. It didn't save him. It wouldn't, but it was knowledge the Hunter didn't have prior to that moment and it was always welcomed.

And, it appears, this one just liked sharing information. And it may be because of those who were not quite human that the Hunter met in Yharnam that were regardless friendly, but he was fine with the Knight, his paranoia a little quieter. They were like the Chapel Dweller - just someone who wanted to help others.

The Hunter doesn't know how to sign 'okay', but a thumbs up is universal he thinks.]

That would be okay.

[ The Knight, after a moment, mimics the gesture with both hands, enthusiastically - two thumbs up!! Context is more than enough to provide understanding, in this case. They've learned something new.

They tilt their head, considering, and then write in the sand again.

can / like paint ?

They indicate the brushes, the glowing pots of paint. They seem to enjoy it immensely, that much is clear. ]

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