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TEST DRIVE MEME ⚔️️ 17
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A ⦿ Soaking in Your Arrival
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If anyone tries to ask the Lady of the Lake for directions, she will direct you to Archimedes at the Rent-a-Ride. Those with animal magic may get their info from the mossatees, though may notice that they're really overly friendly and have zero concept of personal boundaries. Everyone may notice they have no concept of personal space, as they will happily run right into someone's belly for a snoot squishing. The shores themselves are littered with new arrivals complaining their way up a staircase carved into the walls of the White Cliffs. There is no railing, so be careful, but if you do fall, be prepared for a mysterious sand hand to reach out of the side of the cliffs to catch you. The hand will pat you atop the head twice before retreating back into the wall. This is the Cliff Beast; despite the name, he is quite friendly. | |
B ⦿ The Caravan to Camelot
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Once everyone is wrangled up to the top of the White Cliffs, the handsome owner of the Rent-a-Ride, Archimedes, will distribute smart phones and a pair of ear buds and tell them to "Check the Shit Box." The "Shit Box" refers to wardrobe more formally known as the Wardrobe of Finding, a hammerspace-like wardrobe that opens to each person's items and pets when the person touches the handle. From there, Archimedes directs everyone to settle in groups into modernized carriages pulled by horses and gives them a basic explanation of why and how they've been brought to Avalon: The rest of the universe is frozen in time and your character has been brought here by a familiar that was able to bond with them. They'll have to learn magic to help save their own world from destruction, but first they've got to get them to Camelot. It is here that you have the first opportunity to decide who they will be in their new home. You'll have about an hour to wander around here, meet and greet, and pet the horses before it's time to go. |
These carriages use fae technology that combats weight, so your character will be able to get in regardless of whether they're light as a feather or weigh two tons. The carts have air conditioning when it's hot, heating when it's cold, and a mystical shield to protect from bugs. There is also a mini-bar that pops out of the console, with a special feature for warm winter drinks like hot apple toddy and butter beer. Characters can use their smartphones to connect to Camelot's internet service, avalononline (AOL), to chat with other characters, watch dumb videos, learn about the world, contact Camelot Support (they'll answer any questions they can for you, from how to use a smart phone to where to find quests and resources to learn more about your magic). Be careful if you decide to use your phones while in the caravan-- if you don't use those earbuds and start forcing everyone to listen to your nonsense, Archimedes may make you walk. | |
C ⦿ The Red Spring | |
The journey from the White Cliffs to the City of Camelot is a long one, and the first evening you arrive you'll end up spending at the Red Spring, a booming resort town. Newcomers get free inn rooms for their one night stay on the way to Camelot, containing two twin beds, a bathroom, a mini-fridge and microwave, and a TV equipped with a couple of entertaining video games and movies. Don't want to relax in the room? Take a dip in the communal hot spring. The waters have restorative properties that help horses and travelers recover quickly. It is known to relieve stress, improve energy levels, and mildly accelerate healing. It may be a little chilly when you get out though, so make sure you don't slip rushing back indoors when you get out! |
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When everyone arrives it seems like during the siege on Camelot the training grounds were absolutely trashed! |
A ⦿ gArBo HuNgErS | |
| With everyone focusing on recovering Camelot main and the bulk of the resort facilities at the Red Springs, the training grounds at the Red Springs have gone a little neglected.. at least enough to be taken over by a band of local decay sprites. |
What's more, they grow in size each time they eat something new, so some of them are already big enough to swallow an orc! Don't worry, the trash goes into a hammerspace to decay over a long period of time, so if you get swallowed, there's still a chance for someone to get you out... which they can do by fighting the decay sprite. Decay sprites can suck things up similarly to Kirby, though they do not gain your powers, so finding a way to keep your feet on the ground with magic should be your first step. Beware though, defeated sprites will spin in a circle and fall over, and everything they've eaten will spill out onto the ground... so you're going to have to clean it up yourself. | |
B ⦿ Slightly Shabby | |
The state of Camelot isn't exactly great when everyone arrives. It's been ravaged by siege. Things are broken, scattered, and though many of the buildings are still standing, most people are focused on things like taking care of kids, rebuilding, or rerouting the new arrivals since the inn is not available right now. The castle rooms are already pretty full of people whose homes got trampled during the siege, so new arrivals are going to have to find their own place to live. |
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kinda clingy feelings toward anyone who lets you out. Though acting on it can be fought with strong enough willpower, it's certainly going to get you and a stranger much closer than you planned a lot faster. It looks like you may have gotten caught up in some kind of dark web experimental product... oops. | |
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The start of the month begins with the usual March rituals like the Lesser Banishing of Frost Fairies before flowers start to bloom throughout Avalon. Once things start to get cleaned up, some Camelot citizens think of ways to get Camelot back to its normal glory.
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A ⦿ Running of the Moon Rabbits | |
Doing the Lesser Banishing of Frost Fairies often attracts Moon Rabbit kits. These friendly small rabbits do eat a lot though, and it's important right now that the youngin's are nourished without depleting Camelot's food stores. |
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B ⦿ Eggxacting | |
| With the streets clearer and Camelot finally starting to look more like its former self (albeit a little sparser) a culinary wizard has taken to trying his hand at a kind of magic that should help to quickly decorate the city and encourage floral growth. Using a wild combination of animal magic and green magic, the wizard created a special brand of eggs he's calling Oeufs de fleurs. He's selling them for a low price (hey, he does need to bring in some income to afford his expenses) for everyone and new arrivals get half a dozen OdF eggs for free! Just make sure that you follow the directions and there won't be a problem! 1. Blue eggs should only be thrown at night. More information is available on the chef's Instagram page, of course, but that's all that's included. The further information lets you know that blue eggs are |
photosensitive and will turn into bear firs if thrown during the day, but if used correctly will blossom into moonflowers at night. The white eggs react to the moon and will grow into 60 foot tall trees if you throw them at night... but if you're throwing them during the day, they will become beautiful morning glories that only blossom during the light. | |
• All test drive prompts are open to anyone in the game at any time to create your own logs with, as the events within are considered game canon. |
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Only two moons, which is long enough to get some understanding of this place at least.
[He keeps his tone jovial and warm, but he wasn’t unfamiliar with the blunt and down-to-business way of soldiers, particularly Garlean ones.]
What legion do you serve? I was part of the VIIth.
[He’d leave the under who he served open ended, though given how he was a conscript rather than even a citizen despite his father being a legatus, it likely wouldn’t be difficult to assume it was not under his father.
But he’d keep it to himself. Something tells him the story about the time he killed a legatus isn’t the best conversation starter for an officer.]
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[It's not even too incorrect, technically. Though the Ist had been all but disbanded as of the point where they'd been formally relieved of their duty, he is still acting in much the same vein as they might have been otherwise - protecting their people, against whatever threats might come. It's just that no longer includes any of the peoples from outside Garlemald. Or not automatically, at any rate.]
The VIIth would not have been the legion the Black Wolf led, though.
[It's not a surprise really. Even if Alfonse had been formally adopted - and he knows little and less about the details of that - he can't imagine a mere conscript having much of a choice about which legion to serve.}+]
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[An attempt at some sort of camaraderie, while not being idle flattery. While his father didn’t make it a point to tote around a handful of rambunctious auri children along when he had to tend to… important legatus things, there was enough in the periphery that he picked up on.]
No, I served under Valens.
[No title, not even the consideration of using his last name, even though he kept his tone warm and friendly, he made his thoughts on the man clear with that alone- and was quick to shift the subject away.]
I wouldn’t suppose you’re hungry?
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[For now, he is not going to mention anything past that. Not to someone who is unlikely to have had any direct ties to either the man in question or the Ist, and thus likely doesn't need to be privy to anything else. To say nothing of the fact that it's not anything he wants to talk about, regardless of the rank the person he happens to be speaking to might have held.]
I never had cause to learn much of the legatus of the VIIth. Certainly, no one spoke of him, much.
[Despite the way it sounds, it's not really a request that Alfonse offer anything further. He's noticed the lack of title and last name, and that alone is enough to tell him what Alfonse thinks of the man he served under.
The question, on the other hand, prompts a moment of silence as he considers.]
I could eat.
{There's a shrug with the words. While he's not unwilling, he also can't deny that the situation is more than a little strange. But on the other hand... it's not like his life has been any less so, prior to his arrival here.]
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[He rummaged through his satchel and pulls out a small food tin. Inside is an incredibly bland and boring looking assortment of food, neatly organized and efficiently packed. Simple foods, a little bit Garlean, a little bit with a more Werlyt flare.]
Here, I’m used to packing meals for five, and I keep meaning too much in the morning. Thought I might as well make the most of out today.
…I promise it tastes better than it looks.
[He gestured to the road ahead.]
There’s a carriage up ahead that will take us into town, it’d be a good place to eat.
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Too, there's a sort of ... comfort to what he finds, when he opens to tin to see what's inside. True, the Werlyt flare is something that he's not familiar with - and how could he be, when he'd never had cause to be anywhere near Werlyt - but the sight of something from home is... comforting. In a way that he's not entirely sure he'd be able to articulate, and doesn't so much as try to.]
Better that than the reverse.
[Still, he nods at the mention of the carriage. It stands to reason that there would be something to get people from the cliffs into town and though a carriage is - or at least sounds - lower-tech than most of the things common to Garlemald, it's not like it wouldn't still work.]
Lead the way, then.
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Better than rations at the very least. My brother always used to say that “you could take a piss in the tin and it still wouldn’t taste worse than it had before.”
[Once they got to the carriage, he opened the door to let Jullus in, then followed in after himself.]
As vulgar as it is, I still can’t say with any confidence that he was wrong.
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[And it's not like he's much of a stranger to vulgarity. He might, admittedly, have done his best to not bother with it too much, but he's still a soldier the same as the rest. And it's not like there had been much by way of privacy in Tertium either.]
But it was the best we had, sometimes.