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With a certain kind of attention—the one that she was best at, inexplicably, among her siblings—the Wind could see more of what really was, beneath the miasma that suffused the place of spirits. A gift her creator had bestowed upon her, she supposed. A penchant for the upcoming, a predisposition towards insight and musings of the future, inclinations best suited to assist in the carrying out of her bestowed duty.

And Wind’s capacities had since grown beyond her creator’s expectations. Or, what she could only assume was her Origin’s expectations. A portion of their body lie within her grasp, free for her to use as she wished. For the moment, she wished to see.

Existence could change so suddenly. In doing so, every new little thing demanded her attentions. They were made all the more available and enticing by the mantle Wind now donned. She could see a new world, so close to her own. A new people, humans, so different yet not from the singers she protected. Wind liked to think that by watching them, she could better understand her newest charge.

…and the hints of his growing irritability, felt through the burgeoning Connection they all shared, and the neurosis coinciding with his initial departure. There was something to that, she knew, and it was imperative that she find out what.

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Shall Whimsy return in a blaze of glory? I am theorising about non-planet bound invested arts...

 

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7 hours ago, CoderDrag0n8 said:

 

 

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My time

I've been quite busy for the past months and don't have the energy to run an RP

I'll bring this back in July though

Fizz and Star wish to join, when this returns

@Emperor Comatose is also technically part of it, though he hasn't even seen the doc I think

@..... and Wrath left, and so did Mist I think

We also have @Belandrius Ohhmar, @Shard of Badassery (inactive) and @NovaRay (inactive)

 

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51 minutes ago, Born of Mist said:

Nope, I got replaced, remember?

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need to bring ya back in somehow. ya got done dirty

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I, Honour, looked and saw that in the not too distant future, Dominion would come. A vision of a storm, and stone creatures with glowing eyes flashed through my mind, and I shuddered. 

This will not happen, I told myself. Gathering my power about me, I surveyed our planet. Scadrial. It had been only a week or so since its creation, but in that short time I had come to love all of our people. They had dispersed a bit since that first day up on the clifftop, yet some had begun setting up a settlement there. In time, I saw, it would become a large city - the capital of the world. But that was not this time. And if Dominion had his way, it would not happen. 

My power recoiled at the thought, and I saw what I had to do. 

I released a portion of my power, focusing it far above the clifftop, forming a gigantic sphere - though it was only a fraction of the size of Scadrial. With a gentle push, I maneuvered it into position, until it was directly above the clifftop - though far, far above it. I had made Scadrial’s moon. 

That was not all, though, for a moon in of itself would not protect Scadrial. And so, I began to shape the surface of the moon as Gadris and I had done to Scadrial. A thick layer of stone and dirt covered the metallic surface of the moon. Trees sprouted and grew in seconds. An atmosphere, and air to breathe. Rivers and lakes, mountains, and forests. Birds took wing at my command, fish swam in the waters, and beasts filled the forests. 

 

Still it was not ready. I formed for myself a body, in a valley between two mountains. From there I could see the clifftop. From nothing, I formed stone walls and iron gates, creating a fortress in the style of those on Yolen, but with a large courtyard in its center rather than a stone keep.

 

Finally, my moon was ready. The stronghold of the Worldweavers was complete.

I released my power one final time, infusing the circular glyph engraved into the center of the courtyard, creating a Connection. I then pushed the power outwards, down towards Scadrial. A shimmering line of white blue, invisible to all but Gadris and I, shot downwards and touched the clifftop. The thick line of investiture remained for a few moments, and then faded away. I reformed my body at the clifftop, and looked up at my moon. And smiled.

It was finished. And Honour’s path would reappear every month, when the moon was full above the clifftop, to bring our people to the stronghold, if and when they desired. 

 

Dominion would not find us easy to conquer, of this I was now certain.

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I don't know why it's all bold - it won't let me change more than a few words at a time, and I can't be bothered.

 

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23 hours ago, al_lan_mandragoran said:

I, Honour, looked and saw that in the not too distant future, Dominion would come. A vision of a storm, and stone creatures with glowing eyes flashed through my mind, and I shuddered. 

This will not happen, I told myself. Gathering my power about me, I surveyed our planet. Scadrial. It had been only a week or so since its creation, but in that short time I had come to love all of our people. They had dispersed a bit since that first day up on the clifftop, yet some had begun setting up a settlement there. In time, I saw, it would become a large city - the capital of the world. But that was not this time. And if Dominion had his way, it would not happen. 

My power recoiled at the thought, and I saw what I had to do. 

I released a portion of my power, focusing it far above the clifftop, forming a gigantic sphere - though it was only a fraction of the size of Scadrial. With a gentle push, I maneuvered it into position, until it was directly above the clifftop - though far, far above it. I had made Scadrial’s moon. 

That was not all, though, for a moon in of itself would not protect Scadrial. And so, I began to shape the surface of the moon as Gadris and I had done to Scadrial. A thick layer of stone and dirt covered the metallic surface of the moon. Trees sprouted and grew in seconds. An atmosphere, and air to breathe. Rivers and lakes, mountains, and forests. Birds took wing at my command, fish swam in the waters, and beasts filled the forests. 

 

Still it was not ready. I formed for myself a body, in a valley between two mountains. From there I could see the clifftop. From nothing, I formed stone walls and iron gates, creating a fortress in the style of those on Yolen, but with a large courtyard in its center rather than a stone keep.

 

Finally, my moon was ready. The stronghold of the Worldweavers was complete.

I released my power one final time, infusing the circular glyph engraved into the center of the courtyard, creating a Connection. I then pushed the power outwards, down towards Scadrial. A shimmering line of white blue, invisible to all but Gadris and I, shot downwards and touched the clifftop. The thick line of investiture remained for a few moments, and then faded away. I reformed my body at the clifftop, and looked up at my moon. And smiled.

It was finished. And Honour’s path would reappear every month, when the moon was full above the clifftop, to bring our people to the stronghold, if and when they desired. 

 

Dominion would not find us easy to conquer, of this I was now certain.

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It does that sometimes when it's copied- try copying it, but pasting via Cntrl Shift V

 

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7 minutes ago, Argenti said:

It does that sometimes when it's copied- try copying it, but pasting via Cntrl Shift V

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I tried that. Besides, it doesn't really matter.

 

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On 5/6/2026 at 8:10 AM, al_lan_mandragoran said:

I, Honour, looked and saw that in the not too distant future, Dominion would come. A vision of a storm, and stone creatures with glowing eyes flashed through my mind, and I shuddered. 

This will not happen, I told myself. Gathering my power about me, I surveyed our planet. Scadrial. It had been only a week or so since its creation, but in that short time I had come to love all of our people. They had dispersed a bit since that first day up on the clifftop, yet some had begun setting up a settlement there. In time, I saw, it would become a large city - the capital of the world. But that was not this time. And if Dominion had his way, it would not happen. 

My power recoiled at the thought, and I saw what I had to do. 

I released a portion of my power, focusing it far above the clifftop, forming a gigantic sphere - though it was only a fraction of the size of Scadrial. With a gentle push, I maneuvered it into position, until it was directly above the clifftop - though far, far above it. I had made Scadrial’s moon. 

That was not all, though, for a moon in of itself would not protect Scadrial. And so, I began to shape the surface of the moon as Gadris and I had done to Scadrial. A thick layer of stone and dirt covered the metallic surface of the moon. Trees sprouted and grew in seconds. An atmosphere, and air to breathe. Rivers and lakes, mountains, and forests. Birds took wing at my command, fish swam in the waters, and beasts filled the forests. 

 

Still it was not ready. I formed for myself a body, in a valley between two mountains. From there I could see the clifftop. From nothing, I formed stone walls and iron gates, creating a fortress in the style of those on Yolen, but with a large courtyard in its center rather than a stone keep.

 

Finally, my moon was ready. The stronghold of the Worldweavers was complete.

I released my power one final time, infusing the circular glyph engraved into the center of the courtyard, creating a Connection. I then pushed the power outwards, down towards Scadrial. A shimmering line of white blue, invisible to all but Gadris and I, shot downwards and touched the clifftop. The thick line of investiture remained for a few moments, and then faded away. I reformed my body at the clifftop, and looked up at my moon. And smiled.

It was finished. And Honour’s path would reappear every month, when the moon was full above the clifftop, to bring our people to the stronghold, if and when they desired. 

 

Dominion would not find us easy to conquer, of this I was now certain.

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I don't know why it's all bold - it won't let me change more than a few words at a time, and I can't be bothered.

 

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I, Honour, looked and saw that in the not too distant future, Dominion would come. A vision of a storm, and stone creatures with glowing eyes flashed through my mind, and I shuddered. 

This will not happen, I told myself. Gathering my power about me, I surveyed our planet. Scadrial. It had been only a week or so since its creation, but in that short time I had come to love all of our people. They had dispersed a bit since that first day up on the clifftop, yet some had begun setting up a settlement there. In time, I saw, it would become a large city - the capital of the world. But that was not this time. And if Dominion had his way, it would not happen. 

My power recoiled at the thought, and I saw what I had to do. 

I released a portion of my power, focusing it far above the clifftop, forming a gigantic sphere - though it was only a fraction of the size of Scadrial. With a gentle push, I maneuvered it into position, until it was directly above the clifftop - though far, far above it. I had made Scadrial’s moon. 

That was not all, though, for a moon in of itself would not protect Scadrial. And so, I began to shape the surface of the moon as Gadris and I had done to Scadrial. A thick layer of stone and dirt covered the metallic surface of the moon. Trees sprouted and grew in seconds. An atmosphere, and air to breathe. Rivers and lakes, mountains, and forests. Birds took wing at my command, fish swam in the waters, and beasts filled the forests. 

 

Still it was not ready. I formed for myself a body, in a valley between two mountains. From there I could see the clifftop. From nothing, I formed stone walls and iron gates, creating a fortress in the style of those on Yolen, but with a large courtyard in its center rather than a stone keep.

 

Finally, my moon was ready. The stronghold of the Worldweavers was complete.

I released my power one final time, infusing the circular glyph engraved into the center of the courtyard, creating a Connection. I then pushed the power outwards, down towards Scadrial. A shimmering line of white blue, invisible to all but Gadris and I, shot downwards and touched the clifftop. The thick line of investiture remained for a few moments, and then faded away. I reformed my body at the clifftop, and looked up at my moon. And smiled.

It was finished. And Honour’s path would reappear every month, when the moon was full above the clifftop, to bring our people to the stronghold, if and when they desired. 

 

Dominion would not find us easy to conquer, of this I was now certain.

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