lostcarnival | ⇨ THE SUMMERLANDS

Who: Everyone!
When: Day 119 - Day 126
Where: The Summerlands
What: Ignatius and Gild portal everyone to the Summerlands, with hopes of appealing to the Summer Maiden for help. Meanwhile, the carnival gets the chance to relax in luxury as only tentatively welcome guests. Here is the location write up from the last time the carnival visited. Since then, of course, some things have changed.
Warnings: Nothing in particular.

THE SUN RISES↴

After taking the time to rest, Ignatius and Gild will be able to pool together their energy to portal the carnival (and the airship) to the Summerlands. Those still in Polaris will be left to their own devices for the moment as Gild intends to ask for the Summerlands aid in relocating them, hopefully as soon as possible. With the effort the carnival put into sorting things out in there, however, they should be fine on their own for a little while, at least.

They will arrive in the flowery fields at the base of the mountains, and soon the Summer Fae will notice their presence. Since the last time they visited, however, the atmosphere has changed.

► YOUR ARRIVAL: As the Summer Fae discover the group's arrival, it will quickly become apparent that there is a tension present that wasn't there any of the other times the carnival has visited. The Summer Maiden comes to greet the group personally, with an entourage of armed Summer Fae. They are not at all aggressive unless provoked, but there is clearly a wariness that is new. They seem uncertain about Ignatius being here, and while Gild will be able to do a lot of the talking and smooth things over, the Summer Maiden will deflect having a serious conversation about affairs until the carnival has taken time to 'rest.' It's more likely that the Maiden needs a moment to think over this new information before dealing with it.

► SUMMER CITY: After the Summer Fae become aware of everyone's presence, and the initial uncertainties are accommodated, they will invite you into their city. There are stairs that lead up the sides of the mountains, but thankfully there are also magical means of getting up there as well. The Summer Fae will be willing to help workers with the injured as needed, offering herbal remedies and healing magic to those that want it. You'll also be invited to join them for dinner, but it feels like more of a formality, and no one is obligated to take them up on it.

► SUMMER PEOPLE: The fae here will do their best to entertain these new visitors - but it doesn't seem that much happens here besides day after day of peaceful meditation and relaxation. It is not uncommon to see Summer Fae spent days doing exactly the same thing, whether that be enjoying the weather, listening to music, or dancing - the day and night periods may be similar to earth, but when you don't need rest it can all blur together just the same. Some of the fae work on feats of agriculture or craftsmanship, and while there is no particularly need to work in this place, they take pride in the fact that they do.

► FAMILIAR FACES: One very different thing about the Summerlands this go around is that there appears to be a small settlement built at the base of the mountains, filled entirely with the former residents of the Manor. Alyss and Reyna will explain that they set up a place to live down there with the Summer Fae's help, and that the fae seems to be trying to remain hands off except when they are needed. The Manor folk overall seem to be doing well, though there is some tension regarding their place in the Summerlands - they are clearly seen as refugees, and while the Summer Fae do their best to help them, the arrival of the carnival and the request for even more help with refugee aid seems to be making things awkward.

► OF THINGS TO COME: The Summer Maiden will remain distant for the first few days, but according to Gild and based on personal observation, it will seem that the news that the Ringmaster has been taken and the idea that even more desperate mortals are requesting to come here are putting her at significant ill ease. She's not rude or dismissive, but she seems reluctant to address the situation head on, though she has said that she will hold a meeting with the carnival later in the week to discuss everything in more detail. None of them seem particularly angry or resentful, but they seem to regard the carnival as an ill portent of things to come.

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[Unastoundingly, Reira had a number of people to charge after and yell happily at once she had her 'break through'. It was the sort of breatkthrough that wasn't so much impressive as worth a bit of panic and a 'that's nice', mind, but it was a break through of...sorts, given the wind magic mucking around left right and center.

Reira is still rambling about it, in possibly the chattiest state Eruka will have ever seen her in- even as they go ever closer and closer to this big butterfly garden that was recommended to visit. Plenty of sweet foods and drinks and massive flowers that could either be smelled or sat upon or even sat under.

Also there are butterflies, and maybe birds, which is an immediate plus. (Probably)

But anyway she's still rambling-] ....and it's still a little weird, I guess, but it makes the big screen easier to move around, because everything just becomes wind around it...

[Reira cuts short as they finally enter the actual garden they were heading for, her eyes widening as she takes it in.] Aaaaaa...

[It really is a gorgeous place.]

[ Eruka, unsurprisingly, still really doesn't know what to do with children -- but in any case, Reira doesn't seem to expect her to, so that's a relief. She's let herself be dragged out here on the pretext of seeing a bit of magic, but she can't help but look around astonished at the sort of place they're in now. She was fortunate, in a way, to not have been part of the Carnival when that vampire attack happened, but it also means she's missed out on things like this. It's no witch's realm, but it is magical, almost enough to make her briefly forget how they ended up here in the first place. Certainly enough to make her forget what Reira was just saying now in favor of just gasping in awe.

She catches herself quickly, though. It's one thing for a child to gawp like a yokel, but not a grown witch! Recovering her equilibrium quickly, she smirks and looks around. ]

They don't really know the meaning of 'subtle,' do they?

Hehhh... [It takes Reira a good second or two to catch that question- at which point, she turns with relatively wide and confused eyes.] ...Subtle about what..? [She asks curiously, the little hole in her belt showing her screen's colour shift from brilliant orange to confused green.]

...Is it supposed to be secret..?

I guess it can't really be secret if it's what they are... [ Eruka muses, glancing Reira's way and looking at the way her stomach lights up again, like's it done occasionally now. Speaking of not being subtle. ]

What I mean is the fae like to show off no matter what they do. But if I had that much magic, I would too.

Do you not have enough to show off a little then? [Reira rather innocently asks, blinking. She thought Eruka had plenty, herself...but oh well.] Mnh...They probably had a lot of time to make it just the way they wanted too- so that it's all 'perfect'.

[That's what she figures, anyway. She wanders toward one of the flower...'tables', which appears to have smaller flowers growing in them. They're gold and look rather like teacups.] Mnh...

....Flower tea?

[They're buttercups, Reira.]

[ Eruka's laugh is shrill and probably more than a little disruptive. It's not Reira's fault, of course -- she can hardly know what witches are like in Eruka's world. ]

Oh, I have plenty, but ... not like this. Creating things really isn't a witch's specialty.

[ When your entire kind is more bent on destruction... well, it's probably for the best she wasn't in Wismuth. When Reira walks over to the flowers, Eruka cocks her head. She doesn't really know flowers either. ]

Are those supposed to be for the butterflies? They look a little big.

Oh.... [It's very shrill, but she feels like she's heard worse perhaps.]

Mnh, that's too bad. You could probably do a lot with making things...

[Making...Constructs for destruction??? One day she'll understand. But anyway.

Reira looks into the cups, sniffing.] ...Smells like milk.

[............it's buttermilk.]

[ Eruka promptly looks both curious and mildly grossed out. Flowers shouldn't smell like milk! That's just plain weird! However, she has enough of a sense of wariness not to say anything that could be taken as outright offensive. ]

Well, that's ... an interesting choice. [ To say the least. ] Is it meant for people, then?

[ There are weirder things people have put in their mouths... ]

.....

[Reira is Drinking it.

Give her a minute-] ...Yes.

[It tastes pretty sweet and she's now Reasonably Certain it's people stuff.]

[ Wow, kids are really something, aren’t they. ]

Well, looks like we don’t have to worry about starving here if we get hungry...

[ She clears her throat. ]

A-anyway! We didn’t come here to start eating plants, right?

[Boy are they. Still holding her cup, Reira jumps- and then nods.] MN! Right..! We're supposed to walk through and be able to see butterflies, right?

[She remembers being told THAT MUCH. Not a lot more. But BUTTERFLIES was an important part.]

That’s right~ [ Eruka beams at her, then looks around. ]

I don’t see any here so we must not be far in enough yet. Let’s keep going.

Mn! [She's stealing a buttercup of buttermilk, but off they go then!] Do you think the butterflies will sit on us right away? [she asks, sipping the milk.] ...There were sprites in the place under Polaris, that did that.

[ Mentioning Polaris just makes the witch shudder, grimacing. ]

I don’t know ... it’s not as though I’ve visited this sort of place a lot. And fae butterflies might be different?

[ Hell if she knows. ]

Mn...That would be good. Maybe they'll sit on you too.

[Surely the grimace wasn't about that after all. Also she thinks Eruka would look neat if she was covered in butterflies.]

⇨ THE SUMMERLANDS

REIRA

CLOSED | ERUKA

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