[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

[noprophecies]

I don't mind. It is better to look around these places with company anyway.

[axiomed]

[ He glances around. ]

We shouldn't stay long though.

[noprophecies]

[she tilts her head]

Worried?

[axiomed]

Maybe a little. But that might be the woods.

[noprophecies]

You are not supposed to be worrying about that.

Nor do you need to worry here. I won't let anything happen.

[axiomed]

Neither would I. Still.

[noprophecies]

[she nods and shrugs]

Then we won't spend long.

Stop worrying. Looking worried will draw their attention.

[axiomed]

[ He sighs, but smiles. ]

All right.

[noprophecies]

[she reaches down to squeeze his hand again before she starts off in a direction]

Have you ever been in a place like this, dear? With my sort of people.

[scavengers, smugglers, thieves. Probably murderers]

[axiomed]

I was in Kyriakos and the library. That's enough for me.

[noprophecies]

Charles, my dear, this is nothing like those places.

[axiomed]

You're right. They're more honest about it here.

[noprophecies]

Charles. [she tries to sound scolding but no, she's laughing]

They are an honest sort, I will give them that.

[axiomed]

[ He shrugs once more. ]

I'm not particularly bothered by it.

[noprophecies]

Mmm. That's good.

[she peeks into a stall before choosing a different direction] Where I lived in the capital - it was much like this. Especially when it came time to hand out campaigns.

[axiomed]

Really? Just like this?

[noprophecies]

The lower district's "market" was two streets down from where I stayed, and it was all half-assed stalls like these. Wood, though, not metal. It wasn't the kind of place one went by oneself unless one could handle themselves.

[a shrug] I learned how to pickpocket there. And the blacksmith I prefer - his shop is right in the middle of it. So I spent a lot of time there.

[axiomed]

I never lived like this. Or encountered a life like this. I was very privileged.

[noprophecies]

Mm, I know.

[axiomed]

[ He purses his lips. ]

I've never given it much thought.

[noprophecies]

No one really does.

[a pause, before:] Had I grown up in my village, I know I wouldn't have.

[axiomed]

We all changed.

[noprophecies]

Mm, well. I did not have much choice in the matter.

[axiomed]

Even so, I think it's a choice none of us regret.

[noprophecies]

[she just gives a vague hum in response. Not quite agreeing, but then again, her thoughts on changing are always complicated]