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September Adventure: Rain Comes

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.

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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That seems like it would be especially useful. It is hard to imagine a harvest god experiencing a drought, or even a bad season.

[Asgore is at ease enough with Muffet; he may not know her, specifically, well, but walking and talking with monsters is old hat.]

I wonder how long it has been since they had anyone to help them here.

[She falls into an easy rhythm of conversation, walking and talking with him as she idly surveys the surrounding landscape.]

The Storyteller mentioned they'd been asleep for a good four thousand years, before the first batch of us arrived. I can't be certain if the other gods were alone for that long- there are other people in this world, and I can't imagine Harv resting and going dormant at all- but it wouldn't shock me if it had been a very long time indeed.

It is difficult to imagine them doing so. They have such a strong work ethic!

[...it must have been hard.]

I hope having people to enjoy their harvest will be nice for them. It is good to have help too, I am sure, but a crop is meant to be used.

[This place needs to stop making the nice dog gods sad, it is unacceptable.]

Quite right- there's no point to storing up food if it's just going to sit around uneaten. Besides, some tasks simply go more smoothly with multiple people working on them, no matter how much power one has.

I think that using godly power to farm would be very different from really getting one's paws dirty.

[He'd clearly prefer the latter.]

But then, I could not say which they would prefer.

Hmm... [Muffet considers the point thoughtfully.] I wonder if it does feel different, to them? In a way, they seem to be even less physical than we are. If their power is that much a part of them, might it feel like doing the work themselves?

Perhaps so! They must be using a great deal of magic to keep all of this running.

[He hasn't even seen it all, and that's incredibly clear already.]

[A nod of agreement.]

They do all seem to be impressively powerful within their own domains. It's quite fascinating to see...

It is! In Beacon, all of us who had magic lost the ability to use it. I have enjoyed getting to see what beings from other worlds are capable of, after coming here.

[That raises an eyebrow, proverbially speaking.]

Goodness, I've been frustrated enough by my magic being more limited here- I can't imagine having it sealed off entirely.

It was...distressing. Especially at first.

[He seems a little ill-at-ease with admitting that, glancing off at the horizon on his left.]

Perhaps that is why I have not minded our current limitations as much. At least I am capable of something.

[She nods solemnly.]

It could always be worse. ...Of course, it could always be quite a bit better, too.

I suppose you could say that about most things. But I am grateful that here, we can work to make them better on our own.

[Without like, murder or something. His standards are low.]

Well, what else is life for?

[Some people do this thing called "relaxing", Muffet. Maybe you should try it sometime.]

Quite so.

[what's "prioritizing your own well-being"]

[The trouble with having an entire species made of compassion: sometimes you end up with everyone trying to do that 'oh no it's all right, I can handle everything so no one else has to' nonsense. At the same time.]

[It's a problem.]

I wonder how much things might continue to change, as we go on? We've already done a great deal...

[Guarded the sun, killed a god, warred against the standing water...]

I confess, I do hope that things will be calmer for a while. This island seems perfectly lovely...

[But he'd been very fond of Umui too, back when it was new and he thought it was only a land full of flowers.]

I know that I was missing for a little while, but there always seems to be one disaster or another happening when I am here.

[Muffet grimaces.]

Regrettably, I can assure you it was equally messy before you first arrived here. There are brief moments of peace between disasters, but there always seems to be something around the next corner.

Oh, I see. [.....] Well, Harv seems like a good god, and their island is very well-maintained. Perhaps this peace shall hold a while!

[He sure does sound like he's also trying to convince himself of this! But to express doubts like that in front of another monster - well, he's kept himself from doing that for so long that it's barely even a conscious choice anymore.]

[Muffet gives him a wry look. She doesn't appear terribly convinced by his efforts.]

It would certainly be nice if it did. I've found it best to hope for a pleasant time but prepare for a bad one, just to be careful.

That sounds very wise.

[Probably all that wheat is going to come to life to murder them all or something.]

We should have multiple stockpiles, with whatever extra crops we can harvest. On Enso, if Harv would have no objection. [It is sort of Harv's territory. Asgore just doesn't trust Nuidan to necessarily always be present.]

[She'll fight a wheat field, fuck it, she doesn't care. It's been that kind of year.]

I've been attempting to create supply caches around the island for some time, but it's been a rather frustrating challenge trying to find something that would be easy for people to locate and open in an emergency, but also capable of keeping the local wildlife from getting at everything inside.

[So many failed experiments... At least the pterax are eating well.]

Perhaps that is something that the Storyteller could supply?

[He's just picturing like. Orange lock-bins or something.]

[She frowns slightly.]

Oh, I've no doubt that they could- but I prefer not to ask them for much, where I can avoid it. They've enough work to do already and I try not to add to the load.

Perhaps so. I would not ask them for anything frivolous, but it may be worth it in some cases - they do wish to help us.

[also people seem to get frivolous stuff all the time, but Asgore is much too polite to mention that]

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