May Adventure: I Want to Go Where Everyone Goes

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NEW ISLAND: IO

Who: Everyone!
What: Io appears!
When: May 10th and onward
Where: Io
Warnings: The possibility of drug use and alcohol may come up. Otherwise, tag as you go!

Things Are Shaping Up to Be Pretty Odd
As of May 10th, the mana pools on Ensō and its islets will now allow for travel to Io. Though you could always opt for sailing, if you wanted. As we mentioned on the island's introductory post, no exploration is necessary! The island is small enough and easily traversed, and with a minimum of dangers, you have plenty of time to visit each of Io's six draws.

The temple is the easiest place to get in touch with the local avatar, though you can contact them just as easily by striking up a conversation with just about any honeybee you see in the vicinity. The lazy drone of them can be heard all over the island, though they're quite complacent, and not at all prone to disturbing adventurers. The temple itself is twined with grapevines and smothered with inlays of rubies, proud and sparkling. Inside, it smells of honey and wine, and seems to exhibit a naturally contented glow. Just outside, numerous fruit trees sprout all about the temple's courtyard, to be sampled at your leisure.

The bathhouses are located just south of the temple, and are prime locations for some rest and relaxation. Bathe, swim, take a spa day! There are innumerable rooms to do exactly that, and more space than be reasonably filled by some sixty-or-seventy people. Or maybe you're interested in getting absolutely sloshed instead. The vineyard is perfect for that, located to Io's northeast on one of its long, tapering peninsulas. Rows upon rows of grapevines lead up to the crown jewel of the region: a proud winery with enough goods to satisfy even the most parched.

For those less keen on mind-altering substances, the tea gardens are a far safer bet. They practically emanate tranquility, with their soft paper lanterns, thickets of tea trees, and a tea room with a seemingly endless supply of every supplement to your drink that you could ask for. And if none of the teabags or tea leaves in there suit your preference, you're free to wander about the gardens yourself and sample whatever you like.

The Honeycomb at the island's heart is much more akin to a play structure or jungle gym than anything else, but its interlocking passageways and erratic, hexagonal architecture aren't for nothing. It's an ideal spot for play or exercise, if you're into that kind of thing - or for getting positively sick on honey sticks.

The campsites ensure that you don't truly have to depart from Io, if you don't want to. Tents full of chairs and cushions and blankets make it a wonderful place to spend the night if you're so inclined, and the lockers full of food and drink are assurances that you won't go hungry. And with all these massive bonfires and firework cannons, why would you ever want to leave?

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Welcome to the island of Io! Please, enjoy your stay and make full use of this island's many faculties! For further information in regards to the island, or plotting, the following links may prove handy:

[ ♆ ] OOC info and introductory post
[ ♆ ] Io on the Locations page

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Comments

[scourgingstars]

Well, the last charming celebration we had ended in a volcanic eruption and some of the native population exploding.

...Personally, I thought it was a spectacular showing.

[the_archivist]

[The exploding population is unsettling, and the volcanic ash had been unpleasant to say the least.]

That sounds mildly disturbing. Did they explode into dust or was there viscera being flung around?

[scourgingstars]

Oh, no, they were sentient trees.

[Because that's normal.]

And they got better, which was a bit of a disappointment.

[the_archivist]

Sentent trees... That's new.

[Less horrifying than a lot of things though.]

Probably not a disappointment to them.

[scourgingstars]

No, it seemed something of a normal occurrence. So heavens only know what this island thinks is 'normal', after that.

[the_archivist]

There is very little that would honestly surprise me these days.

Horrify and disturb, absolutely, but not surprise.

[scourgingstars]

I confess a very high threshold for nonsense and horrible things, myself. It's best to simply not bother asking and play along.

[the_archivist]

That might be a little harder. I tend to be very curious about this like this.

[scourgingstars]

I'm sure that won't remotely prove a problem in future.

[the_archivist]

[Jon shrugs.]

It's just what I do. Sort of my... calling.

[scourgingstars]

[Ardyn rolled his eyes at that, like something about the statement was thoroughly annoying to him.]

And no one's ever regretted their calling before.

[the_archivist]

I never said I didn't regret it. It just isn't the kind of thing it's possible to back out of.

[Well, no. That's a lie. He could have let himself die. But he didn't want to die.]

[scourgingstars]

[That only seemed to annoy Ardyn even more, slouching a little further like he was contemplating drowning as a viable escape from the conversation.]

[the_archivist]

[Jon lets out an amused huff of breath when the man sinks back into the water. It's not really his favourite topic of conversation either.

He sinks down as far as he can without the water getting into his mouth, and leans back and closes his eyes, lets the heat seep into his muscles.]

[scourgingstars]

...Ardyn, incidentally.

[The whole 'casual socializing' thing didn't come easily to him, apparently.]

Ardyn Lucis Caelum.

[the_archivist]

[Jon opens his eyes a crack and looks at him.]

Jonathan Sims. Jon.

I'm sorry to meet you under such annoying circumstances.

[scourgingstars]

There are always worse circumstances, I'm sure.

[the_archivist]

Oh definitely always worse. Something could be actively trying to kill us.

[scourgingstars]

At least that wouldn't be boring.

[the_archivist]

I'll take a little boring at the moment. I think I'm due a holiday.

[scourgingstars]

Oh, aren't we all.

[the_archivist]

I don't know. I don't know much about this place at all. Admittedly the being stalked by an unseen creature was less than fun.

[scourgingstars]

That's not all that bad. It isn't as though it killed you.

[the_archivist]

If it had killed me, I'd be a little more annoyed.

[scourgingstars]

Only a little. It's not much more than an inconvenience around here.