Naviadna Mingle

[thespaceopera]

Who: Everyone
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: Anywhere on the fleet or in the system
When: The month of June



Welcome to Naviadna! Enjoy the beautiful sights, amazing technology, and all the other wonderful things this system has to offer! Where will you go? What sort of shenanigans will you get up to? How are you dealing with the planet's insistent singing at you?

Have fun!

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Comments

so long -

[spellsteal]

[Belthazar just sort of... appears, staff in hand, somewhere behind Rose. Something about that fish thing reminds him of goblins from home, and he feels his hackles rising at the thought. He hates side quests so fucking much.]

As it so happens, I've found a funny-looking ball, and I happen to be carrying a big stick...

o7

[poisontippedcure]

[Rose isn't sure where Belthazar came from, but she's glad to see him. Anyone, anyone is better than talking to a Namazu. A Namazu that is now approaching Belthazar rather enthusiastically, promising "great treasures" and "riches."]

[As she turns to look at Belthazar, she shakes her head.]

You're best off just ignoring them entirely. They're a tricky lot, and they never cause anything but trouble. The last time I helped one, he also assured me "it would only be this once" and I wound up spending three months coordinating an asinine festival.

[spellsteal]

[A wizard merely appears when they are needed.

Nah but really he was out here looking for stuff to make potions out of, as he is wont to do, and he saw some familiar red hair. Now he has a disdainful gold gaze that he turns on the fish, something raw and sharp enough that it could turn someone to ice despite his fiery inclinations.]

As much as I would like to not bother with this pitiful creature, it's already bothering me. That leaves me no choice. Sometimes you need to break a dozen eggs to make the perfect omelette.

[He waves his hand over the Namazu, to make him a little lighter. It's a traditional mage spell-- Slow Fall.]

Do enjoy the sights, friend.

[He brings his staff up in both hands, takes a step back, and takes a very big swing.]

yeet the fishboi

[poisontippedcure]

[It takes several moments for Rose to internalize what she’s seeing. Belthazar hits the Namazu with enough force for it to sail over the horizon. She’s seen worse done to the Namazu before, and she’s certain the creature survives. Still, this means the Namazu is no longer her problem, and she’s grateful.]

[She’s also laughing. She’s laughing so hard she can barely breathe. Good job, Belthazar.]

That was beautiful. I take back what I said before; you’re pretty useful to have around.

belth said 'fuck them fish.'

[spellsteal]

[It occurs to him that he's never heard Rose laugh quite like this before. He smiles to himself, clearly pleased at a job well done, and makes a show of brushing his hands together as if finishing an easy task.]

As you should. I'm versatile! One could memorize a thousand spells and be completely useless without a little imagination.

[He replaces the staff on his back and faces her.]

... So that creature was from your world? If something from Azeroth makes it here, I can guarantee it won't be harmless.

hey, at least treat them to dinner first

[poisontippedcure]

[Rose shrugs. Belthazar isn’t wrong. She should probably be more ashamed for laughing, but she isn’t going to be. That was bloody hilarious, and the fish had it coming.]

I can’t argue with you there. Throwing rocks at things can only get you so far.

[The glorious life of being a White Mage.]

Yes, their kind are referred to as ‘Namazu.’ They’re difficult, but not outright harmful, unless they get at your purse strings.

[Or if you they sell you out to the Empire, Rose adds silently.]

I take it Azeroth is your home world? What surprises can we expect from there?

great he'll take them to red lobster

[spellsteal]

Or fireballs, or ice bolts... A typical enemy won't wait until you've put thirty yards between yourself and him.

[Casters, man.]

I would like to keep my purse strings to myself, thank you very much. As it turns out, there's a... race of people called goblins, not so much different from you and I. And they have a penchant for business. They absolutely love to scam anyone who so much as breathes in their vicinity, usually through outright deceit or lousy business practices-- or my personal favorite-- by trying to make a machine that will either not work, explode, or kill you somehow...

I have zero tolerance for dishonesty [unless it's Taako, apparently] so I suppose that swing has been a long time coming.

[He folds his arms.]

Remember that last planet where everything was ridiculously large? It's like that, except everything has spikes too, and it would likely have a terrible attitude due to having its home destroyed in the Cataclysm or something to do with the giant sword sticking out of the world currently.