Day 1
Nosey looks around. This area of the ruins is surprisingly peaceful. Remi pokes her head out and indicates a patch of flowers nearby. What better way to keep one's sanity free of the Shade than to enjoy some nature? Nosey agrees with Remi. He does not see or smell any danger nearby.
Spoiling Scorpio looks up from his musings to see a dark Nocturne with skeletal markings. He doesn't stop to think, but snarls out a warning to her. Jeine flees as quickly as she can. Spoiling Scorpio stops and stares after her, puzzled. Did she just turn into a bat?
Lovecraft gathers her supplies together.
Fishing rod, bait from that Gaoler, a few odds and ends, a carving knife... "Hmm." She takes the carving knife and begins to work on a wood scrap, whittling out a slingshot.
Katniss finds a good place to watch, with her back to a wall. No one can sneak up on her here. She wonders when the Shade will attack. She does not see, smell, or feel anything unusual. She decides to practice her archery. She's already phenomenal, but even a little slacking can ruin the greatest. She draws an arrow and shoots toward a crack in the wall.
Bull's eye.
Mud is uncomfortable. The bright sunny day is a little too inviting for such a place as the Shady Ruins. He isn't entirely sure what he's doing here, anyway. But so far he hasn't seen any danger.
"Hello."
Mud turns around to see the Guardian who'd been first to approach the supplies. He remembers her sudden attack on the Mirror and begins to back away slowly. "Hi! Um, it's a nice, um, day, isn't it?"
"Yes." Tsunami is confused at the Gaoler's reaction.
"Oh no! Look out, it's a Pronghorn Hunter!" Without waiting for a response, Mud runs away.
Tsunami glances over her shoulder. There are no enemies to be seen. She frowns and continues to move deeper into the ruins. She must be careful. One more weak moment, and the Shade may turn her into a monster.
Night flies around, looking for the best place to settle.
First things first, shelter for the night, he thinks. A creature of the night he may be, but something tells him that the night of the Shady Ruins will be far more fearsome than he has ever experienced. He finds a natural lean-to of ancient marble slabs, and sets to work fortifying the walls into a real defensible shelter.
Cherry eventually leaves the shelter near the entrance of the ruins. As she explores, she unexpectedly runs into Moonti. The Guardian stares at her, unsure what to do.
Cherry, ashamed of her weakness earlier, bares her canines and raises her wings threateningly. She lets out an almost canine bark.
Moonti isn't sure what to make of the Tundra, but he understands she is not friendly. He backs away.
Recovering from her fright earlier, Delta decides that the best defense (AND offense) is in knowing the area. She continues to run, putting distance between herself and the other dragons, but she makes note of every obstacle and resource she can see. She's an explorer, after all. Her mind is trained to remember all that she sees.
Bruce creeps out of his hiding place once all the other dragons are long gone. Thoroughly ashamed of his actions, he decides to do something useful. Perhaps he can make a deal with another dragon if he can gather enough firewood. That seems like it should be in short supply in an area of stone ruins.
Akasha explores off into the ruins. She hears something, and turns around ready to fight, but there is nothing there. The sound remains, and she follows it cautiously. It is not a haunting, a spirit, or a Shade-touched foe. It is a river. Akasha scratches her head. She's never heard of a river in the Ghostlight ruins before. She makes note of its location and moves on.
Nytoc takes inventory of supplies once again.
Weapons, first-aid, poison, concealment makeup...well, won't be needing that. Nytoc grins and decides to go hunting, realizing that food will be in short supply.
Chantilly hears something behind him. Too late! He spins around to see the Mirror already leaping at him. A glancing blow catches him on the leg, and he reels in midair.
"Fester. What are you doing. We're supposed to be on the same team." His crests and frills wriggle in agitation as he readies his weapon. Thank the gods he made that exchange earlier. He can already tell that his bruised leg would have been much worse without the armor.
The Mirror snarls, and prepares to charge again. Chantilly readies his weapon and his magic. The Mirror is unprepared for the Fae's counterattack, and is ensnared by a magical spell.
"What? What happened?"
Chantilly sees Fester's eyes clear. "I think that the Shade got to you," he says. He releases the spell. "I'm not going to kill you this time, since I see you are yourself again. But next time..."
"Understood," the Mirror grunts. He slinks away. Chantilly flaps his fins in relief.
Lune finds a berry patch, in the middle of the thorniest tangle of brambles in the entire ruins. Is it worth it? She wavers for a moment, but then her stomach growls. That decides it. She wades into the thorns, although even her thick coat can't prevent all of them from pri cking her.
Tamarix finds the river at a different point than Akasha. He decides to attempt fishing.
Wish I'd grabbed that fishing pole and bait, he grumps to himself after rigging a makeshift rod from a nearby twig.
Asher rubs his forehead. He wonders if he did the right thing. He feels somewhat beholden to the other three dragons he shared with, but what if he has to kill them later because of Shade-madness? Worse still, what if he TRIES to kill them later because HE has Shade-madness? What if he has Shade-madness already and doesn't know it? He wonders if he will know if and when he goes mad. And then he wonders if his wondering is an indication that he IS going mad.
"Hold still," Sunshine grunts, attempting to hold down the massive Gaoler. "What did you do, anyway?"
Ling winces as the herbal concoction hits his wounds. "I just slipped down that slab. It's really steep."
"Well, try not to do that again." Sunshine packs up her herbal kit. "You can't fight the Shade if you're injured."
"Tell me about it," the Gaoler grunts. "And thanks."
As Pasacrea explores the area, she comes across Night's lean-to. She pokes her head inside, hoping to see her rescuer--what was that other Nocturne's name? Oh well. She isn't here, and neither is the occupant of the lean-to. She pokes around, but there isn't anything worth stealing, so she quickly leaves.
No deaths to report! We'll see what the night brings. A note on roleplay: I've made a slight alteration to the rules to ensure fairness for everyone in different timezones. You MAY retroactively roleplay for scenarios that you didn't get a chance to react to, but please indicate in your post which event you are reacting to! One roleplay ticket may be earned per simulation event.
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