Lis'sa Trinall (
lissatrinall) wrote in
knightsoflegend2014-07-31 06:42 pm
Entry tags:
new zealand ♔ when lies turn into truth i sacrificed for you | you say that i'm frozen

♬ where i can never be - gary numan
WHO || Lis'sa, Kenzi, Bo, Klaus, Rebekah, Mars[Closed]
WHAT || The Knights investigate a mysterious carnival that may be linked to some magical winter weather
WHERE || New Zealand
WHEN || August 11th [forwarddated]
HOW || Actionspam. Single thread, don't worry about maintaining tagging order.
Strange winds have blown in, bringing on an unusually chill winter in New Zealand. The ground crunches underfoot with snow, the days growing shoter and stars holding court in the darkness reigning above. An unnatural cold permeates the town, and the river's jubilant voice is frozen under the ice. Birds abandon their nests for warmer climes, their songs silenced by winter's grim embrace. But the frozen riverbank now hosts a shimmering respite from the gloomy cold in the form of garish tents, joyful shouts, and sumptuous smells. Vaale's Carnival has come to town.
Gaiety and laughter cut through the cold wind, and even the sky-shy sun peeks its face from around the gathering winter clouds. Children squeal with delight and gasp in awe at the sights, sounds, and smells of Vaale's Carnival. The Titan's Wheel creaks and groans as a burly lumberjack tests his might wit a hefty spin, a family rushes giggling into the sprawling ice maze to the north, and dozens of happy skaters flit about the rinks atop the frozen river. Carnival dolls are handed to wide-eyed townspeople as prizes and a menagerie of freakish creatures and glowing lights beckons the curious. Garish skirts and scanty veils call others to a different breed of voyeurism altogether. Treats and wonders abound for young and old to enjoy, and for a time, the harsh winter is forgotten in joyful revelry. There's nothing to indicate any sinister going on whatsoever, as the group surveys the happy smiles of the crowd.
* Please make a list of all items your character is carrying in an entry in their journal before tagging into this post! They are free to have requisitioned any equipment or weapons they desire beforehand.

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[Bo eyes the vials as well before she glances towards Lis'sa, who seems to give the go ahead. She shrugs her shoulders briefly before she takes one of them, lifting it slightly as if in toast.]
Bottoms up.
[And then she knocks it back without another thought.]
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Even with the go ahead from Lis'sa, Kenzi continues to eye the vial with suspicion as she takes it, watching Bo and Mars down theirs before she - yep - raises her hand.]
Um, hi. Yeah. Naked lady. Before I drink the koolaid.... There's not like people in this right? Or the tears of babies and new born puppies or anything? I try to make a point of not putting anything in my mouth without knowing what it is first. [Without even looking she levels a finger at Klaus.] Not a word.
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In the meantime, Klaus grabs for one of the bottles as well. Like Kenzi, however, he is hesitant to drink it just yet. Sorry, blind trust isn't something he practices very often, if ever.
Klaus is actually impressed with Kenzi's caution right now, even if he isn't vocalizing as much. Mainly because he's an ass, but also because he has his own questions, like--]
Since we're sating curiosities, I thought it might be prudent to ask whether or not this concoction of yours has any lasting effects--particularly ill effects where vampires or werewolves are concerned. [Or, you know, both.]
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See, it's fine. Don't be a couple of scaredy cats.
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Even still, she lifts the vial to her lips and wags the same finger at her now. (WS 8)]
If I sprout horns there's a boob punch in your future, woman. [She does however, knock it back like she's doing shots at a bar, making a face and scraping her tongue with her teeth as it starts to tingle.]
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[ syntira answers: "The master of the carnival, the half-elf for whom steel and shadow dance as one - he is their slave now. The rider has his wife imprisoned in a shard of deep black ice. Namdrin Vaale swore an unbreakable oath of the old world not to interfere with the Cold Rider's revenge, and in return his wife will be free of the ice shard prison that binds her fast. But Namdrin is betrayed. The crystal feeds on his love's soul, and the only freedom she will know is horrible death, her soul consumed by the evil of the shard. Namdrin cannot break his oath, but you could free him of his bond. If you can destroy the shard and free his wife, the compact will be sundered, and the half-elf will rise against his tormentors and aid you." ]
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Sounds simple enough.
[It's never simple, Bo.]
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We're all going to die.
See how Kenzi just, casually moves behind Bo.]
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[She pulls out the wand she got earlier, remembering what the lady said.]
Think a wand of shatter might do the trick?
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syntira looks impressed, at least.
"Precisely. It will be a very effective weapon against the Cold Rider. But we have dallied here long enough. You should hurry back to the fairgrounds, save what mortals you can." ]
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#canon.
Yeah that's it, that's the whole tag, just Kenzi bouncing from one foot to the other waiting to leave and using Bo as her own person Succushield.]
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We can do this. [ His voice sure doesnt sound certain.]
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No offense, guys, but you were basically being used as his guinea pigs here. Read: I'm sorry that my tags have been lagging so hard you guys. .__.]
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Then let's get this party started.
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