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Lost Carnival Mods ([personal profile] ringleaders) wrote in [community profile] lostcarnival2017-11-11 10:17 pm

⇨ THE PRINCE IS DEAD

Who: Everyone!
When: Day 178 - B1: Day 6
Where: The Carnival and sometimes on top of the Heart of Stone.
What: Now that the Prince is dead and gone, there's a lot left to sort out. As the remaining servants are liberated and those captured by the Prince are tended to, it's time for recovery and goodbyes.
Warnings: Nothing in particular.

HOME GROUND

At long last, it is over. The Prince is dead, and all of his stolen Names have been restored - all that's left to do is treat the wounds and move on. For the first day or two, the Ringmaster will be arranging passage for the servants that are left, all of which have remembered their names for the first time in years. The earth elemental that had been trapped and forced to serve as the Prince's manor, the Heart of Stone, is happy to help for the moment. It appreciates the Ringmaster's mercy, and is free after untold eons of imprisonment.

Yet, there are plenty of aspects that are far from simple. There are still servants left mad and transformed into beasts, with no easy way to change them back. The Prince's spells outlive him, and those bearing his poison and his curses will have a difficult road ahead of them. Though most of the bestial servants have been rounded up, and a large number that had been reduced to unmoving statues returned, even the Ringmaster can't return them to normal so simply.

The next week is for rest and for settling remaining affairs. If you want to bid farewell to any particular NPCs, or assure care is given where it's needed, now is the time to do it.

A CURE: The Ringmaster will tell everyone simply - there is no simple way to undo another fae's magic. The Prince's powers were essentially on par with hers, which means that those who have been transformed to stone and those that were cursed into beasts and driven insane are not something she can trivially fix. It will take the work of the carnival and a couple weeks of treatment to shed the curse of stone, and the maddened servants are an entirely separate matter. She will do what she can, but for the most part she is arranging for the Prince's servants to be cared for elsewhere. At least for now, the Ringmaster will be animating the stone portions of people's bodies with magic, though those portions will still be a bit clumsy and numb feeling.

THE NEW HEARTSTONE: In the absence of the prince, the Heart of Stone will be taking over the remains of the Prince's realm and preventing it from collapsing into void. As it turns out, the manor had been an earth elemental all along - a form of Wyld Fae almost on par to the Prince and Ringmaster themselves. How the Heart of Stone was enslaved is a long story presumably, but the Ringmaster considers it to be a sign of the Prince's own depravity. The Heart will be allowing visitors for the first couple days of this period through the portal, but keep in mind you are essentially just walking around on its body. At least the realm has a floor, now, instead an endless abyss surrounding it.
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-11-27 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're a walking plant and your mom is a tree, so I don't know if you're one to talk," Lambert returns, cynically. "Also, since you're apparently the expert on altered mental states, you tell me: do I seem like I'm hallucinating?"
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[personal profile] chronosynthesis 2017-11-28 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Syrlya slumps back against the wall a bit. "I'm no expert on poison, but I suppose not."

A pause. "So... what are they like?"

It has to be more than just a cat, right?
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-12-02 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"A 'phantom thief' apparently," Lambert answers dryly. "Ran into him at the ball and he was trying to ask for help getting treasure then. Guess he ended up swept up along with the rest of the carnival's new strays." He's pretty sure it's a him, but it's strangely harder to tell, and he didn't do any flipping-over to investigate.

"Says he's had plenty of experience stealing treasure, so I don't know why he didn't end up with the Acquisitioner instead." He shrugs. The Ringmaster's judgement is suspect at the best of times, but this is an odd one, even for her...

"There's another new one who stopped by -- some kind of monster slayer too. Could've used that a while ago."
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[personal profile] chronosynthesis 2017-12-02 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"I suspect they had nowhere else to go." Those strays. After all, they didn't know at the time if killing the Prince and ending his reign for good was going to be possible.

A monster slayer does sound more fitting, and given the lack of description Syrlya assumes he's some form of human.

"Perhaps he was assigned to both of you, much the way I report to Sans as well. Did he mention anything about it?"
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-12-10 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
"The cat works for the Engineer, too." Yeah, Syrlya, try to wrap your mind around how a cat ends up in repairs, because hell if Lambert knows. Regardless, the witcher seems to be lost in thought for a moment, attention drifting elsewhere.

"Actually ... there was something else I wanted to ask you about."
Edited 2017-12-10 01:57 (UTC)
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[personal profile] chronosynthesis 2017-12-10 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
But how does that... Lambert said he was a literal... cats don't have opposable thumbs?!

"Oh--yes?" He snaps back to attention, staring in a daze at Lambert for a second and stops trying to make sense of that. "What is it?"
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-12-10 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
"If anything takes me out of the picture again, can you lead the nightrunners?" Lambert asks bluntly.
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[personal profile] chronosynthesis 2017-12-10 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh--" Syrlya is visibly taken aback, mouth agape as he stares at Lambert. He doesn't answer at first, too stunned by the request.

"Well I mean I--but why me?" Sure, in Tyria it was destiny. He had season to prove himself (although it wasn't actually that many seasons). But weren't there other, more suitable people who could take lead at any time? Who was more experienced, stronger, was wiser to the fae and the carnival?
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-12-10 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Because you're not a cat or a teenager or prone to putting things in your mouth," Lambert answers, dryly. Seriously, Syrlya, think about his options for a second here.

"Trust me, this isn't some kind of big honor. If it happens, it's probably going to be more trouble than its worth," he exhales. "If not you, who would you pick? And it can't just be one of the other supervisors," he adds cynically.
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[personal profile] chronosynthesis 2017-12-10 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, that's fair. He's not even going to ask who 'putting things in your mouth' is.

He shifts on his feet and shrugs helplessly. "I wouldn't say that I know the carnival as well as you to say."

Yeah maybe he was going to suggest one of the supervisors. "I would certainly try, if that is what you want. It was just... unexpected."
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-12-14 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
Syrlya can probably make an educated guess. There are only so many nightrunners, and only one of them claims madness on a regular basis.

"Is it, though?" Lambert asks, with a shrug. "Well, saying I'd like you to do something is one thing. Whether they'll listen to you is another."