random event the cold was so intense that she could see her own breath; it came out of her mouth like smoke The Labyrinth is beautiful in the snow, truly. Why not go for a walk - why not indeed? Only, before you can even set foot within the maze an ominous rumble reaches your ears. The creak of ice. A thump like the beat of a heart. Then the ground gives way beneath you (does it?) and you plummet, tumbling, falling in an avalanche of snow and rock and ice. You land on light feet, inexplicably. Like a dream, you reflect back at yourself from the ground. Oh no, wait. That's ice. You are in a cavern made entirely of ice. The world has sealed above you, like you never fell at all. And you aren't alone, either. Others are here - did they get there before you? After? Who knows. It's damned cold, though. Welcome to CotF's Deepfrost Drop! There are no requirements in order to participate; all you need to do is complete whatever strange challenges await you! You have 72 hours to respond to this post before the games begin! (Please respond IC, having your character arrive in the cavern and reacting etc.). There can only be ONE winner in this drop. The winner shall receive a mythical companion appropriate to their race! |
Drop It'll take your breath away
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the Sage
Provost of the Loreseekers ✓ Soul Shepherd ✓
Portal Guardian Age: 36 | Height: 6'2" | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 12 - Strg: 30 - Dext: 45 - Endr: 38 - Luck: 42 - Int: ISUMA - Mythical - Griffin (Venomous)
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01-09-2019, 08:33 PM
The labyrinth was on his list of places to visit and explore in more detail, but with everything else going on it had taken the lorekeeper a while to find his way out there. Notebook in hand for mapping its path, grey furred cloak bundled up tightly around his slender frame to stay warm, the tall man stepped carefully over the snow, picking his path with the rueful thought that perhaps he should have traveled in fox form.
But opposable thumbs were just so damn useful, weren't the-- "Damn!" He cursed as the snow collapsed beneath him, biting the word off as he scrambled to stop his slide into the sinkhole that had been hidden beneath the snow. The notebook was dropped in his search for purchase - less than seconds as he tumbled down... down... DOWN. He should have been lying broken and bleeding on the rocks below. He knew that. And yet... Soft boots touched slick ice and he settled, feather-light and unharmed on the ground beneath the world. The lorekeeper settled into a crouch, looking around in startlement, then up from whence he'd come. There was no sun, no sky, no snowy pit. Only his own reflection, white and grey reflecting through the blue, blue ice into infinity. And around him... Silence. Shivering, pulling his cloak closer as fear and cold both struck a physical response from his slender frame, Jigano straightened. Dream? Portal? Or something else? His face settled into grimly thoughtful lines as he settled in to wait before taking another step he might regret.
Healer
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Body artist
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the Archangel
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Grand Sorceress of the Arcane Academy
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the Dionysian
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01-09-2019, 09:28 PM
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01-10-2019, 07:34 PM
the Penumbra
Queen of the Hollowed Grounds
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Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission. the Remedy
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01-12-2019, 10:48 PM
the Sage
Provost of the Loreseekers ✓ Soul Shepherd ✓
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01-12-2019, 11:18 PM
Others appeared around him, mostly strangers— Until a familiar young pup landed with a grace that the bard admired, even as the familiar surge of exasperation welled up. Of course Remi had gotten pulled into this… whatever it was. Though because Remi was involved, the bard had to wonder if there were gods involved in this little magical mystery dream as well. He raised a brow at the young man, tilting his head as if to welcome the familiar face over, but the boy just smiled and turned away, immediately offering his coat to someone Jigano didn’t recognize.
But he hoped the boy did, at least. It wasn't as though Jigano had wanted him to stop helping friends, after all. Just when he thought that all who had been drawn – fallen? abducted? – to this icy cage were gathered a final attendee caught his eye. His eyes brightened, a sense of both worry and relief on his expression as he took a step towards her, across the cavern and all those who stood between them— The lovely blond head of his friend turned towards the pup and she stepped to his side, oblivious to the lorekeeper’s presence. His mouth, open to call greeting, closed as his arm fell. The cold – already bitingly worse than the air above had been – seemed to sink a little deeper into his chest as he turned away, determined to make neither a fool nor a pest of himself as he instead distracted himself by taking stock of all those milling around him. Once more he drew in a breath to speak, to try and coax order from the chaos— Once more he was silenced, this time by a voice of glorious purity and precision. Tilting his head back to savor the resonance, it took him a moment to realize it came not from one of his fellows, but beneath his feet. A silver brow rose in surprise, joined by a second a moment later as he took in her form and attire, lovely and pure – a winter morning personified. Her touch earned a sharp intake of air, a gasp that drew ice down his throat even as her hands left the memory of warmth on his arm. Childlike, sweet and innocent she seemed at first, and he watched her spin away in breathless appreciation at her inhuman grace. But… a game? His stomach clenched, the bottom dropping out of it as his eyes widened. ”Oh, sh—“ he started to whisper, but the sudden vibrations of the cavern as it shuddered and shook around them swallowed his curse. He dropped swiftly to one knee, pressing his hand against the ice to stabilize himself while the echoes of her question ricocheted through his heart and mind like flensing knives. A score of moments flickered through his thoughts, images of pain, of horrors, of being too late again and again. Family lost. Friends lost. Friends— Betrayed. ”I couldn’t save them,” he whispered, squeezing his eyes shut as three faces paraded past his inner vision. None of them human. All of them precious. All of them— Dead. ”I tried but… it wasn’t enough. I wasn’t enough. And they… were already too far gone.” the Dionysian
Ambassador for the Hollowed Grounds / Artist ✓
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