September Adventure: Rain Comes

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NEW ISLAND: NUIDAN

Who: Everyone!
What: Nuidan appears, and a new adventure begins
When: September 10th and onward
Where: Nuidan
Warnings: Tag as you go!

Reseed the Meadow So the Cows Don't Starve
As of September 10th, the mana pools on Ensō and its islets will now allow for travel to the new island of Nuidan.

Travelers will arrive on a mana pool situated on the E5 square. The temple is situated in an oasis-like backdrop of amber-colored sands circled with overhanging palm trees. From the island's center, the four corners of the island and its fixed seasonal shifts are more than obvious: to the north, the rainfall-soaked meadows of spring; to the east, the thick clusters of the trees of autumn; to the south, the snow-capped mountains of winter; and to the west, the warm summer sands and pleasant heat.

And inside the temple? The avatar of the island Nuidan is waiting.

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Welcome to the new island of Nuidan! As the island is now accessible, feel free to begin preparations and explorations in this log, create new logs of your own, or use this post as a catch-all for Task completion! For further information in regards to the island, or plotting, the following links may prove handy:

[ ♆ ] OOC info and introductory post
[ ♆ ] Active and Passive Task list
[ ♆ ] Nuidan on the Locations page
[ ♆ ] Search Requests page

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harv | e5 | ota

[thankgods]

[The wagging of a plumy tail, the patter of paws over sand, and the avatar of Nuidan trots eagerly across the sand to greet whoever enters their domain. Their dark eyes, nearly completely invisible beneath a curtain of shaggy hair, peers out at each new traveler in turn.]

New visitors? New helping hands? It's been so long since anyone new has been by. I could certainly do with the assistance.

[Don't be fooled by their businesslike tone; the wagging of their tail is a dead giveaway that this particular avatar is beyond elated by the company - as long as you're here to help, that is.]

[determinist]

[ Leonard has never been here for the revealing of a new island, never visited any of the temples. This is all new to him, and he is still taking in its significance for his religious beliefs and belief in what happens after death. He'd always believed—at least, in the last ten years or so—that he would experience his reincarnation as some other life form, and get another chance to make things right that he couldn't make right during this past life. But, seeing as he's arrived here and he's still himself, something about that must be wrong. Plus, there are people here who insist they are still alive and that this isn't the afterlife.

Hopefully the avatar of the gods in the temple will be more helpful as far as imparting the information he needs to work out what's happened and what he needs to do moving forward.

He works his way toward the temple, but is greeted by a...dog?...before he fully enters.

Considering that the dog can speak, this must be the representative of the temple.

Leonard bows his head slightly, speaking quietly. ]

I am a new visitor. One with many questions about this place— about all the islands here. Do you know about all of them, or only this one?

[thankgods]

[The sheepdog huffs loudly.]

Questions. Questions? How can you think of asking questions when there is so much work to be done? Can you work and ask? Can you do both? You can do both, can't you?

[They're shifting anxiously from foot to foot, plainly eager to get back to some sort of task or another.]

[vagabone]

[Another friendly talking dog?? Say it isn't so! Alright, there are probably unspeakable horrors just over the horizon, but...

Dog. Wagging tail.

He crouches down to dog-height-level, beaming.]

Yeah? What do you need help with, perrito?

[thankgods]

Anything. Everything. I've been trying to keep this place going all by myself, and it's not terribly easy, you know! What can you do? What do you like to do? What are you good at doing?

[scourgingstars]

You must be kidding.

[listen he got roped into this by ignis, he's not happy about it.]

Do you make a habit of enlisting people to work for you, when they happen on by?

[thankgods]

Do you see anyone else around? Who else could I have possibly been asking?

[They don't even sound affronted. Just - distracted. You're distracting them from their important busy work, guy.]

What are you doing? What can you be doing? Are you here to help? You must be. Good. There's so much that needs doing, do you understand? I can't possibly be expected to run this place all by myself forever.

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Eeee, she found them and they're a good dog, Muffet is delighted. ...But she's going to be dignified about it, this is no time for bad manners. She greets Harv with a polite little curtsy.]

Hello, I take it you're this island's avatar? It's a pleasure to meet you. I've brought an offering with me, if you'd care to accept it?

[thankgods]

[Politeness is nice, but dignity is even better.]

Will it take very...long? [They have to get back to work. Right away. Right away, right now. How long do you intend to keep them?]

[rosehecate]

[The promise of a new island in her dreams is...well, a little strange, yes, but arriving in this world had been stranger, and if it was a distraction from the odd sort of home-making she and Chuchu had been doing in their self-chosen hut, well...she really shouldn't let herself be distracted. But can you blame Anthy for allowing herself just a touch of curiosity? If the Storyteller had deemed it important enough to turn up in her dreams again, Nuidan must be a place that should be seen.

And to see a fluffy friend who can talk approach to greet her? Oh, well, obviously she made the right choice in venturing out. You missed out by staying behind, Chuchu.]

So that's why we've been told to visit. I was wondering about that.

[Quietly, she kneels down so she can be on eye-level with Harv.]

What place would you say needs the most help? I'm not very strong, but I can do my best.

[She will do anything for a doggo, even if they are essentially a god.]

[thankgods]

Your best? Your best is the important thing! The most vital thing. The most integral part of your soul and yourself is that you try, you see?

[The dog scrambles closer, tail wagging furiously. It's equal parts apparent delight and adrenaline-swollen anxiety, that ever-present song of just how much there is to be done.]

Everything. Everything. The fences are in desperate need of repair, and the sugarcane hasn't been touched in who can even saw how long, and I know I saw a wild herd or two getting out of their pastures, and...what place doesn't need help?

[crosslaced]

You look like you’re in need of a haircut.

[As aloof as his words are, Laurent’s body reacts instinctively to the presence of a GOOD DOG- he’s bending down to meet Harv at eye-level.]

[thankgods]

All that sitting still? And not doing anything? No thank you.

[Sniff sniff. Hello, sir. They're a bit less curious than most canines, at least outwardly; they're a touch distracted, you see. There's just so much that needs doing.]

What good is a haircut when there's so much that needs to be done?

[piercetheheart]

[And this mountain of a man that comes across to the island looks around with wonder and... honest to gods whoops in delight.]

Hell yeah! [Even from what he can see he knows Tory was right about this. Resources for days. Fuck. Yes.

Look, Harv, he's practically vibrating with excitement. If he had a tail it'd be wagging too.]

You must be Tory's buddy, yeah? Where d'you want me? Lets do this.

[thankgods]

[Harv's general attitude seems to be one torn between excitement and anxious distress.]

Everywhere. Everywhere. The pastures are a complete mess, and the mill might be broken for all I know, and the irrigation system is...well, who knows what kind of state it's all in. What can you do? What can you do?

[flower_of_innocence]

Oh...hello there. You must be the guardian of this island, right?

[Lillie bows a little because it seems like the thing to do in the presence of a deity. Even a dog - a breed she doesn't recognize, considering all the ones she knows are pokemon.]

[Their temple is astoundingly well maintained and impressively built. She can't help but gawk at it.]

Do you maintain this all by yourself? It's very impressive!

[thankgods]

[What seems to be a compliment flies right on over their head, largely because they're simply too distracted for it.]

Oh, it's all a mess. Everything has been left to the wayside for far too long. I've been a one-god, one-dog workforce and that's simply not tenable in the long-term. You're here to help, yes? Aren't you? Oh, aren't you?

[deathfindsaway]

[As soon as Kravitz heard there was, in fact, a god here- one that isn't trying to kill him as he's trying to speak to them-- he got his way out of camp and to the mana pool. What he doesn't expect is... a sheepdog. He knew to expect an animal of some sort, but not even going to lie, he was secretly hoping for a bird.

Still, he arrives looking sharp, and presents himself with a bow.]

Are you the god of this place? I, uhm, wanted to meet you.

[lesbeau]

Wait, a dog?

[Well, someone was uninitiated in that all the gods around here are supposedly animals. Beau folds her arms, cocking her head at them.]

How do you do stuff around here if you're a dog?

[forwearemany]

(Legion is, unfortunately, feeling rather shy, and thus despite curiosity they do not visit the avatar until some time after exploring other parts of the island.

Perhaps Harv will appreciate their work ethic.)

"Greetings."

[savedbyasong]

You are the god of this island. [They are also an adorable dog but Shion tries to focus. To remember that they are a god. Like the Storyteller. Friendly but not to be crossed. Someobe to watch his words around.

At least its easier to tell when an animal is getting angry. Even if they are a god.]

I can help. What do you need doing?

[journalname]

Howdy!

[A god-like white dog? Surely this is something Asgore has absolutely zero familiarity with!]

What exactly do you need help with?

[yallstupid]

[Honestly? At this point, Guzma has very little to fear from dogs, and a big, ploofy, happy looking mutt coming over to him is a welcome sight. He squats, to be on a better level to the dog, and holds out a hand He's just about to go in for a good, rough scritch behind the ears when the thing begins to speak that his face falls and his hand hovers dumbly in the air, unsure of what to do with itself.

For heck's sake, he can't even pet a fucking dog anymore without is being a possible deity? This is getting ridiculous.]

Uh--...huh? [Sorry, give him a minute to catch up here.] Whoa, hold up a sec. Y'all want me to do what now?

[Guzma begins to scrutinize the shaggy beast before him, then glances about the island proper. It's...well, it's something. Different, but all the islands were, from on another. He's not sure what to expect, but at least there's someone here he can ask.]

[mamaterasu]

[It's the sound that catches her attention first - one pointed ear flicking toward the source of the noise, before Ammy's nose and her other senses begin to catch up. If not for her sensing the other god's aura, she would have assumed them to be just another ordinary canine - perhaps a pet of someone on this island. But once they approach - her own tail beginning to wag behind her - she bows her head in greeting.

Canting her head to one side, Ammy listens to Harv speak, blinking slowly. Helping hands? Assistance? Alright, she can certainly help, but with what? Turning her head left and right, she makes a questioning noise in her throat as she turns her nose back on them.]

Hhrrn?

[attheclocktower]

[ Dog god. Dog god. This is not a drill. ]

Wh-what kind of help did you want?

[ She knows that she still should be suspicious but it's so hard because dog god. ]