Farewell, dear Wanderers. It was a pleasure to have you here in Asgard. May your travels bring you many pleasant and wonderful experiences. We wish you a bright future.
a magical rainfall
june 10th ↴ a magical reprieve
On the night of the 10th, Clouds swirl over Asgard as an enchanted rainstorm begins. It rains all through the night and by morning, the rain has pooled into a special lake. This Lake, called Witches Mirror Lake, can be seen all over Asgard at all times of the day. Its distinct glittering lights emanate from the surface of the water and can be seen far into the sky.
witches mirror lake
june 10th-16th ↴ the lake and its phases
Full Lake, 11TH - 12TH → If the Wanderer approaches the lake and sees their reflection when the lake is full, the reflection will slowly change and they will see a brief glimpse of what that wanderer wants most. This glimpse can be seen by anyone in the vicinity of its waters. Once they have been shown the vision, that person will no longer see their reflection and no further visions will be seen.
Partial Lake, 13TH - 14TH → As the lake evaporates, it dries into crystal shards that lay bare on the edge of the lake. These shards are anywhere from an inch to a few feet long and resemble shards of glass. Wanderers will want to approach them with some care as they are sharp and it will make approaching the water a significant amount more difficult. (But not impossible.) Think of it as a lake surrounded by large glass shards at its edges. Potent spiritual magic resides in these crystal shards. If a wanderer goes to the lake and picks up one of these shards, they will be given a glimpse of what they fear reflected in all the surrounding shards.
Diamond Dust Lake, 15TH - 16TH → The lake dries up, leaving nothing but glittering white dust where the lake once was. This special dust is called "diamond dust". If the Wanderers come close to where the lake was and breathes it in or manages to gather it, they can bear witness to its special properties. If a Wanderers breathes it in and are near a person, it will show a vision about that person. It could be anything that the other person, in particular, wants them to see...or doesn't want them to see. If they are alone, the dust could reveal something hidden in the area around them. If there is nothing hidden in the area, the dust will turn into water and evaporate. If there is something hidden in the area, their vision will turn black and white and the hidden path will be the only thing in their vision that will be in color.
the final farewell a little bit of magic
ASGARDS END, 30TH → There are no curses this month. After much deliberation, the gods will send each wanderer back to their homeworld. Take this time to play out your final farewell with your CR, or play out the first moments of characters as they return back to their homeworlds. Feel free to include a small trinket of your choice to remind you of your time in Asgard.
"Yeah, I think that's pat of why he has the effect he has on other folks." He believed it and he was sentimental about it, but that fervency was the thing that rubbed off most naturally in her opinion. "A broken heart isn't quite as ... physical a thing as it is for you, Naminé. So yeah, we don't worry about it in the same way at all I guess."
"That's true," she conceded, and by now she was able to let out a breath of a helpless laugh about it, despite it sounding a little sad. "But it could still happen to anyone - unless we're all more different from each other than I thought." On a metaphysical level, that was. "It could just be luck that so many people here came from worlds that were never taken over by Darkness."
"Let's hope that we can avoid that darkness of your world getting around too much. Don't need things trying to steal hearts. I like heartbreak staying nice and metaphorical... even when I don't want it happening at all." Another giggle. "But then again, no way do we need giant meteor showers destroying all life either, so it's good my world didn't get too involved either isn't it?"
"I agree. It's a good thing Sora's been able to put a stop to so much of it, but it seems like the Heartless always find a way back." As serious a topic as it might have been, it felt distant enough at the moment for Naminé to take only a slightly concerned tone with it. Giving a soft, 'oh' about the meteors, "You're right. I think maybe the separation between worlds really does have its uses."
No matter how inconvenient it might have been in their current situation. "... Ah. I can only imagine what other kinds of trouble there are out there that we've never even heard of. With so many worlds, it really could be anything...!"
"It's kind of weird, but apparently zombie apocalypses are a common problem. I mean, look at those wight invasions and the demon hordes. I don't quite get it but apparently a bunch of worlds ended up hip deep in the undead." She made a face. "As bad as the heartless were, I'd almost take what you described over some of that. But the less we have to deal with any of that, the better."
"Zombies? Really?" Well, it was true that Asgard had had its fair share of that kind of trouble. But to think that it was so widespread... Naminé's expression wasn't far different from Terezi's.
"... Mm. The Heartless are bad enough, since doors and windows can't stop them, but-- that does seem easier to accept than how awful it is to have friends turn on you like what happened with the creatures here. For that to be a problem in so many places, though - whatever happens, I hope you can stay far away from all of it."
"It is so odd. But apparently dead things keep coming back, and not in the cool 'white eyed' variety they do where I come from. I have no idea what causes it." Mostly because it varied, and either way it was kind of ridiculous.
"Yeah, last thing anybody needs is a zombie already dead troll turning on them, eheh." She could laugh about it, but seriously no. "There's gotta be better starting options if you ask me for a landing spot."
"I suppose you could say... that's what Heartless are too. Not bodies returning to life, exactly, but - the people whose hearts form them have died, in some ways." Which left Nobodies in a similar position, honestly. If one wanted to get technical about it, didn't that make Naminé a-- "Maybe death is less permanent in a lot of places than people believe it is." Going by how common the problem seemed, that was.
"Surely there must," she agreed to the mention of starting options, looking a bit bemused by the idea. "But just in case... at least you do have some experience fighting the undead."
"I think... it's similar, but some of the stuff you talked about made Nobodies and Heartless sound a little different. Still, it's close?" She didn't think it was exactly a zombie thing though. They tended to be a little too intelligent from what she'd said.
"Mmmmph, yep. Actually we all have at least a little experience, though let's hope no more wraiths. Ugh. Those were annoying."
"Yes - they are. Really, the biggest difference is how they're made. The Heartless are... single-minded in their own way. Nobodies, though - they aren't quite like that." Softer, "Even the ones who are too weak to maintain their form."
That limitation didn't apply to Naminé herself, but it sounded as though she was sympathetic to those afflicted.
"They're able to think for themselves clearly." Naminé, for example, was entirely self willed. So heartless were just single-minded monsters. The Nobodies reflected the mind of the Hearless, she guessed? Admittedly, she didn't realize how much of an exception Naminé really was in this regard, but she was still at least correct about the others.
"Well, yes. To some extent." Although Naminé did make quite the exception to a lot of rules, that one included. With a tiny shake of her head, "But for most of the others, their minds became... simpler. Distorted, almost." As much so as their bodies were, if one wanted to look at it that way. "They lost the ability to understand certain things. In the end, most of them wound up serving stronger Nobodies, ones who could still think clearly."
Sad though it all was, Naminé could admit to the interesting peculiarity of the whole matter. "There are people who spent quite some time studying the Heartless, but that... didn't end very well."
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No matter how inconvenient it might have been in their current situation. "... Ah. I can only imagine what other kinds of trouble there are out there that we've never even heard of. With so many worlds, it really could be anything...!"
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"... Mm. The Heartless are bad enough, since doors and windows can't stop them, but-- that does seem easier to accept than how awful it is to have friends turn on you like what happened with the creatures here. For that to be a problem in so many places, though - whatever happens, I hope you can stay far away from all of it."
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"Yeah, last thing anybody needs is a zombie already dead troll turning on them, eheh." She could laugh about it, but seriously no. "There's gotta be better starting options if you ask me for a landing spot."
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"Surely there must," she agreed to the mention of starting options, looking a bit bemused by the idea. "But just in case... at least you do have some experience fighting the undead."
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"Mmmmph, yep. Actually we all have at least a little experience, though let's hope no more wraiths. Ugh. Those were annoying."
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That limitation didn't apply to Naminé herself, but it sounded as though she was sympathetic to those afflicted.
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"It's a curious thing either way, gotta say."
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Sad though it all was, Naminé could admit to the interesting peculiarity of the whole matter. "There are people who spent quite some time studying the Heartless, but that... didn't end very well."