[muffled spooky scary skeletons playing in the distance]

[geonomy]

Who: You! Me! Everybody!
Broadcast: idk but we've sure got a pretty broad cast of folks eh, eh
Action: HECK YEAH PLANET MINGLE
When: 10/7 until plot update or recaptcha

It's a deep, deep forest filled to the brim with fungi, mysterious life forms, and pitch black darkness. Explore if you dare and discover all these things and more! Just don't get lost...

Comments

[monolike]

Ooooh what is it? Don't tell me you actually managed to find that beard growth thing.

[axiomed]

Well, to each their own.

[ He never understood it because it was his low point. ]

[monolike]

[Sorey shrugs a shoulder.] Because it was something you felt strongly about. It's all right.

It sure sounded like something you'd had to yell about before, though.

[complicatedliar]

I am accustomed to the work of dwarves. This compares not at all. But I shall reinforce them and place upon them useful enchantments.

[And he's enjoying that part.]

[monolike]

I resemble that remark. [CHEEKY GRIN. Well if Dezel is volunteering to come along...] C'mon, let's see how far we can make it before we have to turn back! I mean, unless you're afraid of getting lost...

[wolfehawke]

There is totally a potion for that and I found it

Or put it together anyway

Where can we meet so I can give it to you??

[noprophecies]

[someone has to find a good point out of your low points, okay]

Yes, yes. Shall I mourn your hair instead? Is that more normal?

[precedented]

[ Leto hums, still brushing through Loki's hair. ]

It seems like you have it all planned out.

[sylphystia]

Don't you mean 'resent'? [Jeez, Sorey really is hopeless. Dezel slides his hands into his pockets.]

Wind seraphim don't get lost.

[complicatedliar]

I know what I find most useful.

[precedented]

[ With a faint wry tone. ]

Pointy weapons?

[wolfehawke]

Definitely a different sort of golem than I've ever seen. Nice to meet you, Timcanpy.

[He's honestly not sure golems are sentient. They aren't on Thedas as far as he knows, considering you can use control rods to make them move around to solve puzzles and the like, but if this guy was talking to it then maybe it's sentient. The fleet is a weird place, anything is possible.]

Where I'm from I'm the first Hawke, but nice to know my reputation precedes me.

[He grins again, presenting it as a joke even if it stings just a little. If it weren't for his brother, he'd be the only Hawke left. Come to think of it, while he's here, Carver is the only Hawke left on his Thedas.

Well shit. He'll just. Put that thought away for later.]

And you are?

[axiomed]

Please don't.

[ That sounds terrifying. ]

[noprophecies]

You say that as if I am being serious.

[axiomed]

I say it just to make sure.

[noprophecies]

[dryly] Sometimes I wonder if your sense of humor is worse than mine.

[apurrstate]

[Ander's expression turns to one of surprise and a chagrined smile tugs at his lips as a brush of color lines his cheeks.]

That's playing dirty. You can't simply charm your way out of stealing my feathers.

[But he looks away and runs a hand down his face as though trying to wipe away the evidence of exactly how charmed he is.

There was nothing in any universe that he was more weak to than Hawke.]

Fine, keep them. Maker knows they're bound to be a better focus than a seed pod at any rate.

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[valiantfire]

{Fingon's right at his grandfather's side and sighs softly, lifting his head up, eyes closing as he breathes in the fresh air, mirroring Finwë's motion with a hand of his own on another tree.

The soft smile turns to a faint frown and he meets the glance with a nod.}

We should go see what it means. Should we call for Maitimo or Kano?

[axiomed]

Surely mine isn't that bad.

[noprophecies]

It is close. Perhaps it is the old age?

[axiomed]

[ He shrugs once more. ]

It could be.

[noprophecies]

[she huffs]

Don't agree.

[complicatedliar]

[He snorts.]

A bit basic, don't you think?

[axiomed]

[ He pauses. ]

Why wouldn't I?

[noprophecies]

It is no fun to tease if you agree with the teasing, Charles.