[God Quest] whisper who dares

mama bore a girl with a gun for a mouth

Through all the toils and troubles and trials and tribulations, Melita persevered. Maybe she hadn’t been quite as useful as she’d hoped (or like – needed at all actually but she’d get back into the swing of things), she’d prospered, at the very least, on tending to quest she’d craved and honored, all on the intangible threads of simply being nearly nonexistant. She’d haunted some poor fool. She’d stolen her uncle’s sandwich. She’d pantsed that Thorn individual in the middle of a rodeo. And she’d snuck toy soldiers into Iskra’s pockets.

So bounding along to her favorite shrine, she placed hordes of toffee, butterscotch, and root beer barrels amidst the fold of the altar – and a makeshift toy house filled to the brim with little figurines. She’d gotten around to painting a bunch of them, and they’d been messily applied as various demigods, citizens of Torchline, and godly constituents.

Pleased, she bowed her head, excited, jubilant, hopeful, for the first time in a little while. “Ludo, I finished my quest!” On another thought, thinking to help her herald, she persisted. "And do you need anything for the masquerade?"

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Turning in Melita’s quest received here: waiting to be seen to upgrade her invisibility!

Magic: You Didn't See Anything | Melita is rendered invisible, and doesn't leave footprints/fingerprints, but can still be detected via other senses.
Type: Grey | Rank: Upgraded

1. Complete a thread while invisible convincing another character that their house is haunted.
- this is boo sheet Haunted Everest while invisible

2. Complete a thread while invisible stealing something from someone.
- [SE] see what you did there Stole Sunjata’s sandwich while invisible

3. Complete a thread while invisible where you “pants” someone in public.
- [ME] They call the thing a rodeo Pantsed Hawthorn at the rodeo ME while invisible

4. Complete a thread while invisible hiding small toy soldiers in someone’s pockets. 
- remains to be seen Hid soldiers in Iskra’s pockets while invisible

Melita

of both beauty and battle cries

Ludo As always, Melita's arrival at its shrine is an utter delight - not only because of her offerings, which are always sticky sweet and impeccable, but because of her breezy chaos. "What is this?" It gasps softly as it climbs around from the statue, the youth in its rags crouching before the toy house and its inhabitants. "Am I in here?" it wonders, beaming and simultaneously cramming rootbeer barrels and butterscotch into its pockets. "Mm? Oh! Yes, very well done sweetling. You are a master at invisibility, you know. And hauntings. And toffee." And not just in the way of magic. Plonking itself down to sit, Melita will simply feel that her invisibility has grown stronger, the upgrade as subtle as the ability itself. As for the masquerade, Ludo flashes a more mischievous smile up at her. "Not this time," it says. "I will be taking care of things myself. But do make sure you have a good time." Melita has completed her quest and receives the following: Magic: You Didn't See Anything | Melita is rendered invisible, leaves no footprints/fingerprints, and cannot be detected via other senses (e.g. sound, smell). Type: Grey | Rank: Mastered

mama bore a girl with a gun for a mouth

Eternally proud of her efforts, damned, doomed, or not, she gave a bright grin as Ludo appeared. Figuring it’d be enamored with the little toy house, she nodded along, watching as it crammed the barrels and butterscotch into pockets. “You are! I thought you might like it.” And if the raggedy herald wanted to beat apart or bury the Safrin figurine, so be it. Like a little godly therapy.

As the power swept over her, she sighed, enamored by the newfound strength and accord. At this rate, she’d be able to completely disappear, and then stopping her would be all the more difficult. With such a gleeful and ridiculous notion, she tilted her head, reflecting and mirroring Ludo’s mischievous smile. “I will. Thank you so much! Make sure to call on me if you do though!” Content with, as always, some round of chaos.

[FIN]

Melita

of both beauty and battle cries