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IMLADRIS
IMLADRIS
The group is told to take a week of rest in the Last Homely House as the injured and sick among them heal. The Elves promise them that after the injured are healed, there will be a great Council, with representatives of several peoples in attendance. There Lord Elrond will meet and assist them with speaking with the Green.
Until then, they can wander the peaceful halls of Rivendell, which are filled with travelers from all over the Wilderlands who are making a rest stop while they travel through the lands of Middle-Earth.
There are many halls in Rivendell, but the most notable part of Rivendell is the Hall of Fire, a great feast hall where people can eat, drink, and be merry. Alongside chairs, cushions line the floors in much of the hall. This is the great social hall of Rivendell, where the Elves and their visitors share news of lands far beyond, tell stories, or perform music. The music here almost sounds divine, especially when the Elves sing and play instruments, but they're just as eager to hear songs from other lands, so if any of the squad decide to share, they'll be glad to listen.
Some of the hall's guests are a touch more lively than the others, like a party of dwarves staying at Rivendell. Their stories are a mite more adventurous and if you get in their good graces, they might be willing to share some of the beer they brought with them. Listening to their stories or their talk about their craftmanship is a way to get into their good graces. They have news of the lands beyond.
The Elves love learning, so there are libraries the group is allowed to browse, though they mostly only contain tales of Middle-Earth (for now), though the Elves seem to be collecting what books about other lands they can. These libraries often have viewing stations with telescopes pointing at the sky. Though concerned about what it portents, Elves have been almost delighted by the changing skies, enjoying the challenge of trying to understand how the sky has been knitting itself together with the addition of new worlds.
There are also beautiful balconies here, overlooking the gorge and the waters below, and terraced gardens filled with flowers, bushes, and flowering trees. Their rooms are open to the outdoors and have beds that seem grown into the shape of bed-frames instead of carved. The bathrooms actually have running water. The Elves have figured out how to direct the clean running waters of the gorge in primitive indoor plumbing. Water for hot baths has to be heated first in brass cauldrons over coal braziers before getting dumped into the bath, but are at least located right next to the tubs.
Different flowing slides and fountains can also be used as waterslides for the adventurous, though this will make the Elves tut in disapproval. (X cw: warning for mild nudity from a distance.)
It's time for the squad to rest, eat, and regroup. If a great Council is going to be called involving them, it might be a good idea to make sure they go into it as a united front, because the Green is clearly fine with trying to make decisions for them.
❧ Cursed Weapons/Powers: So they know about how they'll be treated: those with cursed weapons and dark powers will be tolerated by the Elves after entry. While they'll get the same general treatment, the Elves around them may at times seem uncomfortable. Those with cursed weapons will only be distrusted a little, as the weapons themselves will seem more suspicious than their bearers. Those with dark powers or some kind of dark nature (such as being a vampire, Necromancer mage, werewolf, etc.) will be treated with the greatest distrust. But they'll be allowed to wander freely.
❧ Communication: The Elves will make it clear a Council will be called when the injured have time enough to heal and that the group can stay in Rivendell until they're all healed and refreshed. They'll be told they'll be equipped with weapons, clothes, and supplies when they eventually leave. The characters can move freely and characters can stay at the bedside of injured friends.
❧ Injuries: Characters with morgul-blade wounds will be find that any areas or limbs where the shard was will no longer hurt but will be numb at first, with feeling returning over several days. They'll be physically weak for several days at well, winded when walking a short distance. Within a week or two, depending on their constitution and the severity of where the wound was, they'll be able to walk on their own and start to rebuild stamina. Other non-Morgul-blade injuries will heal fully within a few days of treatment.
❧ Clothes: The group will not yet be fully equipped for their travels (that will happen upon leaving) but everyone will at least be given new clothes in Elven styles since theirs are dirty or torn. These are in many different colors but most commonly colors found in nature, like green and blue. Characters without appropriate footwear will also be given light and sturdy boots that will somehow be in their size without their size being asked. They'll also be given basic toiletries like scissors that can be used to cut hair and beards. There are no razors, however, because the Elves don't need to shave so they don't keep them on hand.
❧ Food: Food and drink are plentiful. The food leans towards fruits and veggies but there's enough game for any meat-eaters, cooked well in unknown spices. Wine is abundant, some vintages more inebriating than others. The restorative cordial miruvor is available to help weary travelers get their energy up and revive their strength. It doesn't get characters drunk but helps them revive their strength. It has a light, pleasant floral taste and smell. Beer can also be provided, though that of the traveling dwarves is superior to what Rivendell has to offer.
❧ Weather/Atmosphere: Rivendell is open to the outside air but the temperature is always perfectly temperate and pleasant. The sun shines frequently and is only lost behind shimmering mist. Sunsets and sunrises paint the sky in sections of the valley in every color imaginable. The valley is safe to travel in as long as they don't go back past the Ford of Bruinen or through the gap in the mountains past Rivendell on the valley's opposite end. The air is filled with the smell of green things and delicate perfume of flowers.
❧ Archivist Spells: Around the valley, Archivists can bank up to (4) iterations of a water spells that blasts a brief torrent at an enemy, with the force of a fire hose.
MOD QUESTIONS/COMMENTS/REQUESTS ETC
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Have resident healers and general busybodies been allowed to see how Morgul shards are neutralized?
Refugees have come up a time or two - did the trolls make it this far? Have they been and gone? Who else?
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Tim Drake
In one of the rooms off the Halls of Healing.
There's something he's supposed to remember. Something he was supposed to - do? When he woke up. It makes him try to will his eyes open, even though they feel like lead and the bed feels wonderfully soft. His mouth is fuzzy like he's slept for days, and he could roll over and sleep for days more if nobody bothered him. Alfred wouldn't let them bother him.
That's who is in the room with him, after all. Tim can hear someone else breathing and trying not to make noise. "Alf'ed?"
Because who else would make sure he got tucked into bed, once he was bandaged and treated... and his brain throws off the sleepiness like a blanket, because he shouldn't be in a bed. There's no beds in the camp, and there's no Alfred, and they were going to take Kon away, someone pried Tim's hand off and everything slid sideways into unconsciousness. Tim's gone from stirring eyelashes to struggling to sit up in the span of a few seconds, and the unfamiliar surroundings don't help because he doesn't know how he got here, how long he was out - it's all alarmingly out of his control.
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Stacia Novik
A Warning (for everyone who wasn't on the Rig)
She starts it after she's had as good a night's rest as she ever gets (though the beds are heavenly, especially compared to the ground and what she got used to on the Rig). She doesn't know everyone's names, but she does know their faces; and with the exception of those who are still healing, she begins chasing them down for private chats. Those who she hasn't introduced herself to yet get a charming smile and an introduction of "Stacia, the bossy werewolf" before she sobers.
"I wanted to give you a heads up about Price. Back in the last reality we were in together, he admitted to committing some egregious acts of abuse to people under his care as a mental health professional. He detailed the abuses publicly without consulting the people there that he'd hurt, in the form of a fake apology he was using to try and cover his ass. I don't think he understands why what he did was wrong, and I think he'd do it again if he had the opportunity.
"That said, I don't think he's a physical threat. As long as you don't give him power over you, mentally or emotionally, you should be fine. But I don't want anyone to get hurt. I know the whole behind-the-back gossip isn't a good look for me, but if you want another perspective, I can point you as some other people who were there.
"I'm also happy to answer any questions you've got, if you want to ask."
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Anger is a secondary emotion (locked to Dan)
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Agent Connecticut / CT
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for Elle
CT's not exactly been the most social person in the group, since they all got here. She always makes sure to pitch in, she has no desire to be a non-contributing member of this ragtag party, but when she's not strictly needed she's been hovering at the edges of the group, just... watching.
That's sort of her thing, in the end. Watching. Observing. Gathering intel. In the absence of all else, especially of preferred technology and all the people she cares about, that's what she falls back on. She's listened to the mirrors, she's observed the group as they gathered together, and she's almost ashamed of how long it took her to take note of those who interact with Price.
Maybe it's not surprising that she missed it, at first, when she's been trying to stay as far away from Price as possible and only even talking about him to Stacia. And it's not... it's not her duty to watch him, not really, but it feels like it is. Because she knows. Because she knows what Price can do if you let him. Because she's the one who has all that information in her head, so ingrained she can't ever really forget it.
Which is all a very long way to explain why she chooses to approach Elle, after they've been at Rivendell for a few days. There's not a lot of people she's noticed interacting with Price more than once as it is, but there's two things about Elle that draw her attention even before Dan: Elle is a teenager, and Elle has made a point on more than one occasion of trying to be the sensible voice in the room.
"Hey. Elle, right? Do... do you have a minute to talk about something? It's... well," she sighs, and makes the effort to be upfront instead of her instinctive 'say as little as possible until you have to', "it's about Price."
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Sister Sara Sawbones
A Menace in the Library
Speaking of starving, she really ought to get food at some point. And sleep. She hasn't had much of either in days. The delights of the library after the horrors of the dead city and the nasgul make physical needs seem entierly secondary though. She can occasionally be found sleeping curled up amongst the mountains of books she seems to be constructing.
And then there's the telescope.
What a terrible wonderful thing, she entierly obsessed with it. If found at the telescope, her head will pop up and she will frantically gesture to whoever happens to be passing by. With a wild light in her eyes she'll point emphatically at the viewer, "Have a look! It's terrible."
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Mona Vanderwaal
ota - food hall, start of the stay
But now. Mona wants to weep in relief at what might as well be modern convenience, and that makes this place more dangerous than anywhere else their little band of travelers has gone. She tries to hold onto ideas of some overly complicated game of good cop bad cop, the paranoid part of her brain screaming about the manipulation tactic of being offered a hot meal and real bed and actual shoes to trick her into letting her guard down-- but the rest of her brain has been drowning in cortisol for months and wants a goddamn bath. And, well-- it's not like she hasn't been involved in a murder attempt via shower, but that was only one time, and she doesn't think it's too much of a risk here.
When Mona swoops into the Hall of Fire, she's more self-possessed, more in control, than she's been since she first arrived in this universe. Finally dressed in clean clothes and semi-acceptable shoes (they're flats, but Mona supposes beggars can't be choosers), her hair piled up on top of her head in a stylish messy swoop that manages to hide the dark roots creeping up on the dyed blonde, she looks the part that she's been meant to play this entire time. The act of the carefree, self-obsessed prom queen comes easier than it has in a while, though she's still careful to stick by campers rather than any of the other visitors in Rivendell. In fact, when Mona comes to sit with another camper, sliding into a chair like she's getting ready for a gossip session in the high school cafeteria, her plate contains the exact same foods that the other person took, and not a single bite more. Instead of digging in, she leans forward conspiratorially and nods her head towards the musicians.] Dare you to do karaoke next.
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Nog
Library OTA
After a point, the telescopes get the majority of his attention. He hisses a bit when the elves inform him the skies themselves have been changing.
"That's not good. That's really not good."
What they'd already known about what was happening on this world had been bad enough. This was exponentially worse.
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Counselor Aiden Price
Balcony
Right now he's at the balcony, looking at the sky and clouds in silence. He looks a bit paler and weaker than usual, but unless you are Dan or Bunny he will be in a good enough mood for a conversation.
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Jennifer
Halls
"Hello, there! How are you?"
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Dick Grayson
Outside the Halls of Healing [Locked to Kon]
Dick thinks he's holding it together pretty well. Even manages to sit on a bench while waiting, rather than standing and pacing or bouncing off the walls like he half wants to.
Still, he tries his best to stay calm and steady. Because Kon needs him to be calm and steady. And he needs it, or he's not going to be of use to anybody.
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Need
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:What happens is that I wait until someone's asleep and then I show her a memory. It feels like having a dream of being someone else, somewhere else. You understand, this isn't as intense as if I show her a memory while she's awake, and I mean really show her, not just hint.: There's a suggestion that Need's disgruntled as she says that. :But she does retain it the way she might not remember a dream. I can wake her up if something happens, and if that interrupts the memory she has a moment of confusion, but it passes. If nothing happens and she sleeps the whole period, she'll have her own dreams maybe, but the energy that might have gone into a really bad dream's been used up.:
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Holly Short
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OTA - gardens / valley
Rivendell itself has little appeal to Holly, she has to admit. The Lord of the Rings moves have made their place as a regular on the black market movie circuit, and it's certainly not because the fairies of Haven find the depiction of Elves relatable. Sure, it's nice to be out of her quite frankly filthy jumpsuit, and thank Frond they cater well to an aggressively vegetarian palate, but the details are all just a little... ehhh. Let's go with 'unfamiliar'.
Still, Holly spends a lot of time outside in the gardens or just the valley itself. She certainly can't complain about that part of the experience. She gravitates towards it all, really; it's beautiful, and the novelty of being above ground, amongst nature, full time, has yet to wear off. She doesn't think it ever will.
(If they ever get home from here, it's going to be hard going back to living underground. Maybe she could just build a hut in the Fowl Manor grounds and live out there, it's not like her duties don't involve him more often than not anyway. It might actually be more efficient, especially with the Opal crisis to deal with. Ugh, Opal.)
More often than not, this is where she can be found. Wandering or sitting in the gardens, if she doesn't want to go farther than she has to, wants to indulge more in the peace and quiet than anything else. Or out in the valley in general, exploring beyond the walls of Rivendell's structures and keeping herself active, wading in safe waters, feeling the earth beneath her feet and the fresh air against her skin. Though even then she can sometimes be found laid out on the ground, just watching the sky, taking in the sounds and smells.
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Ange Ushiromiya
Open to All / Halls of Healing
The shard is gone, and Need would help handle the issue of the stab wound on her shoulder. She's very lucky about all that; she's well aware of that! If anything had gone wrong...well, that's a horrible thought and it's one she'd rather not entertain any further. Especially because she took a decision:
It's time to face everything. She won't see through any illusions and lies in this world by looking away. The bonds, the kindness, the pain, the challenge of being here and supposedly try to help the entire Wilderlands...she will take it all.
Trying to be sociable and lower the walls is immensely difficult, though. Twelve years of painful experiences don't go away easily.
Lying on her bed, if someone comes and talks to her, she will try to smile, though. It's definitely not often a smile comes to this face!
"...I apologize for not standing up to greet you. I have to save my strength"
Ange says that, and the smile falls off. No, really, this is exhausting. Smiling like that feels so...fake. Better take it slowly. Or better yet: very slowly.
That she's willing to make the attempt, even if it was half-hearted, is a good sign, though.
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Filbo Fiddlepie
Dining Hall
Filbo has been enjoying the location to the fullest. He's in such a good mood he has been talking to a lot of the people he encounters, asking about where they come from. He has walked in the gardens so much he memorizes the paths. The sights from the balconies and the perfect weather are invigorating.
And, perhaps what gets a weight off his mind: he doesn't have to worry about anything for a short while. No worries about people getting food in the wilderness, or about a sudden attack, or about the rest of the fellowship thinking ill of him. No wonder Filbo pretty much has a smile all the time during the stay here!
The dining halls are so full of food. This is awesome! Anyone he recognizes gets waved at and invited to sit with him. Come on! Let's partake in the food!
"You have to try this!" he says, dragging closer a juicy plate of meat. "It tastes great. You have to--oh, wait" Right, some humans don't want meat. Filbo drags a plate of vegetables. "Gotta try the greens too. I once tried to cook something like this once and all I got was a mushy mess, but this is perfect!"
The miruvor gets his attention the most, though. Filbo doesn't indulge in it because he feels pretty okay, but still, he shows it:
"I wonder what this is made of. If we could--if we had some of these on the road we probably would have less trouble. You think if we asked they'd give us the recipe?"
But yeah, in general he's inviting others to indulge in what Rivendell has to offer. It's a great place!
Elle Bryant
Re: Elle Bryant
So she tracks Kon's scent while still in Feline and when she finds him, shifts back into Homid. (She actually remembered to dedicate her clothes, this time, so she's wearing an Elven dress that their hosts provided. Elle's absolutely here for this faux medieval-fantasy thing that's going on. It makes her feel like a princess, in more than just deed name.)
"Hey, Kon. Got a minute?"
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Dean Winchester
Cammie MacCloud
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for Caroline
Can she call this surreal? She's gonna call this surreal. Yeah, no, being pulled into a sleepover with the cool vampire girl is definitely a little surreal.
Don't get her wrong she's not actually complaining. She sure doesn't want to be alone more than she's got to, and she's worried about wearing out her company with people if she seems clingy or something, so, no, not complaining. After the time she's had lately this— could even be the kind of chill thing she needs? Maybe? Does she even remember how to truly chill? She was telling Elle before that she's more fun than her depressed arse was being at the time, but is she anymore?
...that's a good question, actually. Uhhh. Let's find out?
"For the record, the closest thing I've ever had to a sleepover is sharin' a military bunk with three adults. Which I dinnae think counts, like, at all?"
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Miles Morales l Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse
Was he really that bad at judging people for himself? He's not so sure anymore. But he does stick around the hall a lot, trying to remember to eat something at least in between listening to the various stories being told. It's like something out of one of those really old books, those so called 'classics'. He might even try for some distraction with attempting to show some music of his own but that may not necessarily go down the best, given his more modern music is probably quite.....quite different to what the locals here are used to.
Or he might be in the library, though whether he finds anything of interest there might be debatable given what he is likely more used to reading back home. So he might be pouting at the reading selection at least initially as he takes in what is available. But he is kind of curious about the telescopes.
And goes to try get a better view if he can outside by getting as high as he can, while dressed up as Spider-Man, of course. Crawling up the side of the buildings to get to the top or as close to, to the tallest one. Still keeping an eye out. Trying to at least, for all the good it would do.]
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Hey!
[Once she's got his attention, she raises her arms and grasps at the air like a toddler asking to be picked up by an adult.]
I wanna climb too!
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Remy LeBeau
The Hall of Fire
What's surprising is that, occasionally, the song is in French.
Remy actually has a very good singing voice. Something he might have been able to make a living with, had he not been far better at other things. Mostly ballads that are sung without accompaniment, because it's so much easier than trying to teach the music as well. Any native French speaker will recognize that the language is a bit different, being Cajun French, but at least a bit will be understandable.
When he isn't singing, though, Remy can sometimes be found teaching some dancehall dances to the elves in attendance. Easier than singing because he only needs to ask for the right kind of beat. But it certainly seems that a few elves are drawn to his easy charm.
He does rest occasionally. There is food, after all, and he has a metabolism that requires a lot of calories. So it's not that unusual to find him sitting down and eating, sometimes in company and sometimes alone.
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The gardens
Adrien Agreste
locked to Bunny
[He's standing on a balcony, looking between the scenery and peeking back towards the hall he came from (though not looking behind himself enough). And whispering to...his pocket? The inside pocket inside the vest over his tunic.]
[The words are mostly lost to the rushing waters, but one thing is clear to someone with good hearing.]
[His pocket is whispering back.]
[In a different voice.]
[There is some kind of argument going on. It has to do with cheese. The one voice sounds like its whining about the quality of some cheese. Adrien is arguing about not going to get more.]
[Now that he's finally close and the "teenager in need of shower" smell isn't bad, Bunny'll smell something else, too. Something that wasn't there before, or was masked. Rotten cheese. And also a whiff of magic and cat and a slight tang of, well, it smells a bit like decay and...cosmic entropy? But only to the discerning. Who actually knows what that smells out.]
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Michelangelo
Pizza Time
Okay, I'm gonna need tomatoes, garlic, spices, whatever cured meats you got on hand...do you guys have mozarella?
[The elves look at each other blankly.]
Just bring me whatever cheese you got, we'll figure it out from there. I swear, this is gonna be the best thing you guys have ever tasted.
Mikey's got a bow
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Guts
For Saturday!
After a hot bath and trying on the elven-woven clothes that were much nicer than his own, he leaves aside his sword and the Berserker armor at the far end of the room. With them, the pains of his body return in full force. He has long since learned to ignore them. He can't fight like he used to without it, but he could stand outside and enjoy the cool breeze just fine.
He looks down at the bustling crowd, watching elves and dwarves and travelers of all sorts scurry about their business before nightfall - that is, until he hears the telltale footfalls of someone else entering the room. He turns to the sound, already knowing who to expect.
"Hey."
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For Raistlin in the Library
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